Just Above A Whisper
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I gritted my teeth and gripped Zach's hand in mine as the doctor encouraged me. I was in labor. And I was not in a good mood. Zach winced and looked at his hand, which was turning purple. "Uh, Cam. Could, you.. uh loosen up a bit?"
I glared at him, "Excuse me, Zach Goode? Do you want to be in labor? Do you want to have a kid coming out of your-,"
He cut me off, "Well, no Cammie. But you can't exactly blame me. After all, it's not really my kid."
I gripped his hand tighter, "You agreed to be there for me. So, shut up."
"Shutting."
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And after three hours of the constant glaring by me and idiotic remarks from Zach, I'm holding a beautiful baby girl. Of course, Bex, Liz, Macey, Jonas, and Grant are there. Along with my mom and… Preston Winters. I guess Macey dragged him along.
So as I held my daughter in my arms, everyone oohed and awed over her.
"She's so cute!" Macey exclaimed.
"She's so tiny!" Of course Lizzie would say that. She's the tiniest one out of all of us.
You know how sometimes a man can develop the same symptoms as a woman when she's pregnant? Well, that's exactly what happened. Except, it didn't happen to Zach.
It happened to Grant.
"Guys shut up! I'm trying to see her!" Grant said, glaring at them in full PMS mode.
Bex rolled her eyes at him, "So Cam, what are you going to name her?" she asked.
I raised my eyebrows and blinked, realizing that we hadn't even thought of any, "Good question Bex."
Liz's eye brightened, "I know! Let's brainstorm!" Since brainstorming is one of Lizzie's favorite hobbies.
"Alright. Help me out guys."
"Margaret?"
"Jane?"
"Monica?"
"Trinity?"
"Miranda?"
And of course Grant, "Oliver?"
We all turned on him.
"What?" he asked in defense since his pregnant hormones hadn't quite left, "I like it!"
"Yeah, only because it reminds you of food, dip wad!" Bex responded and I had to laugh.
Then I looked down and stared into the bright blue eyes of my daughter and I got it.
"Ainsley," I said, and everyone's attention went from Grant to me in an instant.
Zach smiled a little, "You know, I kind of like it. What about a middle name?"
Everyone gave their input again, Grant shut his mouth this time and Zach snapped his fingers and said, "Marie. Ainsley Marie Goode."
I grinned, "Perfect."
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"Zach, have you seen the diapers?" I call from Ainsley's room. He poked his head in.
"No, but I do know that I just tripped on a- Holy shit! That kid stinks! It smells like hell in here!" He exclaimed, plugging his nose.
I grimaced, "Exactly my point."
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Bex and Grant were over for dinner one night. Grant had gone from a bitchy version of himself to a lovey dovey uncle. So, to keep himself busy while we finished making dinner, he decided to go talk to Ainsley.
"Goochie, goochie goo!" He said, making funny faces. See what I mean?
"Grant, don't make weird noises at the baby," Bex told him, "You'll scare her."
At least Bex hadn't changed into a psycho uncle.
The three of us were discussing the Mervinsky Maneuver in the kitchen when we suddenly heard, "Ouch! Dammit!"
We run out, only to find Grant clutching his head, sitting next to a broken rattle.
I grin at Zach. It was definitely his kid. Biological or not.
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