A/N: Hey. This is the first chapter of Just a Chapter in the Book Called Life. The first letter is obviously, A! Also, these will be in no particular order. This is going to be in Emma's point of view. The POV will change throughout the story, so each character will have a chapter, don't worry. I'll take suggestions for letters, but I already have a couple of letters figured out, so I won't take suggestions for those letters. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the MDBC. Also, this will go for the entire story since it would get real annoying writing the same disclaimer at least 25 more times.

Anytime, Abileigh

Emma POV

"Ugh!" I say, as I flop down on the couch, the house phone in one hand, the television remote in the other, and my cell phone in my pocket. I look at the clock above the fireplace mantle. Nine thirty. I flip the television on, hoping to catch the last half hour of Regis and Kelly. As the program comes on, I lay down on the couch trying to get comfortable. I spend the next twenty minutes trying to get comfortable, considering my pregnant belly always seems to be in the way. As soon as I get comfortable I check the clock again. Nine fifty seven. Wow. Well that was a waste of time. I lay there for a second, with my hands resting on my belly. When do you think you'll be here baby? I think to myself. I sigh, and wonder, when will she, be here? It's May twenty seventh, and I'm nearly two days overdue. Stewart would have stayed home with me, but I convinced him to go to work. I told him that I would be fine, and if anything happened, I would call him, immediately.

I pick up the phone, feeling bored, decide to call one of my friends. I would call Jess, but she can take calls today, since she's got a big conference today for her job. I think I'll call Megan, since Cassidy wouldn't be much help today, since she's home with her baby, Camerin, who is only two months old. So, I think I'll call Megan. I pick up the phone and dial the number for her work.

"Design Time, Becca speaking, what design do you have in mind?" A voice says, as she answers the phone. I smile to myself. Becca and Megan have their own company, Design Time, where people place orders for special designs on fabric, like clothes, and blankets and such. I love how they answer the phone there, it always makes me smile.

"Bec? It's Emma. What's up?" I ask her. "Is Megan there?" I ask.

"Oh, hey Em. Nothing, just sitting here, doing nothing. Business is always slow on Wednesdays. And Megan is on deadline for one of her designs, so no phone calls for her. You don't want to talk to your favorite sister in law?" Becca tells me, teasing a little bit.
I sigh to myself. Becca has gotten a lot less snarky since middle school and high school. But, she is four months pregnant, so she is forgiven on some level.

"Well, I guess I wouldn't mind talking to my sister in law." I say. "Who happens to be one of my favorites." I say, teasing just a little bit.

"Good. Anyway, when's the baby coming? Is Stewart still freaking out, since you're, what, two days overdue?" Becca says, genuinely concerned. "And, you know, I still think you're having a girl." She tells me. Becca is convinced that I'm having a girl. But, me and Stewart are nearly 100% positive that we are having a boy. Well, we haven't been told by the doctor, because we want it to be a surprise. But all the superstitious tricks say boy, so we have picked out boy names.

"And I still think I'm having a boy." I tell her.

"Well, if it is a girl, then you should name it like, Abigail or something." Becca says.

"Well, we'll definitely take that into consideration, Bec." I tell her. "Ooh. Ouch!" I say, as a sharp pain courses through my body. Oh no. The contractions have started. I feel wetness spread throughout my pants. Crap. That means my water broke. That means the baby is coming.

"Becca. My water just broke." I say, completely dead serious.

"What! Oh no. Uh, call Stewart. I'll be right over to help you." Becca says that, as the line goes dead. I pick up the phone, dialing Stewart's cell phone number.

"Emma, what's wrong?" Stewart says with a very worried tone to his voice.

"My water just broke. Becca is on her way over to help. Meet me at the hospital." I tell him, since there is no point to him coming all the way here, since Becca and I will already be on the way to the hospital.

"Okay. I'm leaving right now. I will be there, do not worry. I love you." Stewart says, quickly, as he tries to get ready and out the door as soon as possible.

"Love you too." I tell him and hang up the phone. I waddle down the hall as fast as I can, to get my suitcase with all my stuff in it. I hear a car pull up to the front of the house, and I waddle faster to get to the door. Becca opens the door and runs in, as fast as she can. She grabs my hand, and nearly drags me to her car. She gets me settled in, and off to the hospital we go.

As I lay in the hospital bed, with Stewart at my side, I give one final push. I hear a baby cry, and relief floods my body.

"It's a girl! Congratulations!" The doctors and the nurses chorus. Wait. What? A girl! I feel Stewart tense, and look at me, pure shock on his face. A girl. Not a boy.

"I guess Becca was right." I tell Stewart, a smile on my face.

"I guess she was. What should we name her?" He asks.

"Becca said Abigail or something, but I don't really like the Gail part." I say.

"I thought, like Leah or Lee maybe." Stewart says. I sit there, and think about what to name our new daughter. I got it.

"What about Abileigh?" I say. It's different, and it has incorporated both of the names we liked.

"Abileigh. I like it." Stewart says, the smile on his face growing. "That's it." He says. "I better go out and tell everyone the news. I'll be back." He says, walking out of the room, with a skip in his step. The nurse brings my baby over, wrapped in a pink blanket, with a pink hat on. She's perfect. She hands her to me, and I smile, immensely proud.

"Welcome to the world, Abileigh." I whisper to her, holding her close to me. Stewart walks back in, with Becca, Zach, Megan, Simon, Tristan, Cassidy, Camerin, Darcy, Jess, my parents, and Stewart's parents.

"I told you it was going to be a girl!" Becca says, grinning.

"What's her name?" Darcy asks, incredibly happy. He's an uncle, and he is beside himself with joy.
"Abileigh." I say a smile stretching my face to the max.

"She's adorable." Megan says with her hands on her own belly. She's five months pregnant, and can't wait until she has her first child.

"Meg, I thought you had a deadline." I say, a little confused.

"That can wait. Like I'd miss one of my best friends's first child being born." She says.

I can feel my smile growing, and I can't wait for this new chapter to start in life.

"Abileigh! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" I yell up the stairs at my oldest daughter. She is obsessed with looking her best, even though we are only going to our son, Christopher's first grade concert. She is twelve, and takes forever getting ready.

"Anytime, Abileigh!" Our other daughter, Robin, yells up the stairs. She is ten, but has a personality like Becca. That gets me thinking to the day Abileigh was born. She really took her time, being two days late. She really took it seriously, "anytime". That really suits her. I hear her clump down the stairs, looking her best.
"About time, Abileigh." I say, smiling at her. She looks at me, and rolls her eyes slightly. I wrap my arm around her, and give her a hug. She tenses, and pulls away. I sigh. She'll come around. Anytime, Abileigh. Anytime.

A/N: A is done! Wooh! It wasn't very good, but it was only the first chapter. B will be up, hopefully soon. Next chapter will be Becca point of view. Sorry, this is bugging me, it's like ten at night, and I'm super sore from softball this entire week. Next chapter in TLC will be up Sunday at the latest. Bye for now!