Joan lay on the mound of blankets that that Annie had found earlier, grateful that Lyra had left them behind when she'd cleared out the rest of the furniture. Her daughter lay cuddled in her arms while off to the side Annie was cleaning up the best she could.

"I think the storm's easing off." Annie commented idly, peering out the window.

"Thank god. I am so ready to get out of here. No offense intended." Joan shot an apologetic look at Annie, who smiled and shrugged as she held back a yawn.

"None taken." She assured her, depositing of the bloodied blankets in the corner and wiping her hands.

"What time is it?" asked Joan suddenly.

"Three AM. You were in labour for over twelve hours." Annie informed her. Joan blinked.

"I thought it was longer. I don't suppose you looked at what time she was born?" she asked tentatively. Annie grinned.

"1.02 AM. I have a feeling she's going to be a night owl." Joan groaned at this.

"Of course she is." She sighed, but smiled slightly as she dropped her head to place a kiss on her daughters'.

Suddenly, over the raging crash of the storm there was ghe sound of an engine outside, prompting she and Annie to both snap straight. Annie placed a finger on her lips as she scrambled over to her discarded bag and withdrew her gun from it, making her way to the front door and opening it a tiny crack. With a glance at Joan, she slipped out of it and shielded her eyes from rain with difficultly.

"Who's there?!" she shouted over the wind. For a spilt second, there was no answer until seemingly out of nowhere a figure appeared in front of her. She brought the gun up with a gasp, but it was knocked away and the man stepped closer.

"Annie?" Arthur flicked the water out of his eyes As he peered at her. Annie sagged slightly in relief, sparing a glare for the man.

"You scared the hell out of me! What're you doing here?" she yelled, jumping when Auggie appeared beside her. "Auggie!"

Auggie wrapped her in a hug, mindless of the fact the three of them were stood in the middle of a storm. Arthur interrupted them quickly.

"Annie, where's Joan?" he demanded. Annie's face lit up, and she grabbed his arm and led him inside, leading Auggie with her other arm.

"Look who I found outside!" she called to Joan as she entered the house again, pulling Auggie and Arthur behind her.

Joan had waited anxiously as Annie had shot her once last glance and then slipped out the door. Two hours after giving birth in less than brilliant conditions in the middle of the night meant she wasn't exactly up to protecting her new daughter if she had to, but she would damn well try.

The seconds ticked past as she strained to hear anything above the howling wind and drum of rain on the roof. She jolted as the door opened and Annie appeared, drenched but smiling brightly.

"Look who I found outside!" behind her, she tugged in… Auggie and Arthur?

"Arthur!" breathed Joan, smiling widely at her husband, who'd stopped dead in his tracks, staring at his wife holding their baby with a gaping mouth.

"I…Ho….What…?" he managed. Behind him, Annie was giggling hysterically at him while Auggie stood confused.

"Hey, what'd I miss? Annie?" the blind man inquired bemusedly. Annie shushed him, watching with a grin as Arthur slowly made his way across the room and dropped to his knees beside his wife and daughter.

"Hi honey." Smirked Joan.

"Hi." Breathed Arthur. "When exactly…?"

"Two hours ago. Annie was a godsend- she should add midwife to her CV." Joan shot a grateful smile to Annie.

"Midwife…? Joan, did you have your baby?" asked Auggie with a sense of realisation. Joan laughed gently.

"Yes Auggie. Arthur, we have a little girl." Joan grinned. Arthur smiled broadly.

"A girl…" he murmured. He held his arms out cautiously. "May I…?"

Joan carefully passed him the baby, snuggling into his side after. She dropped her head to his shoulder, eyes fluttering closed.

"I'm glad you're here." She mumbled as she drifted. Arthur looked down at her in concern.

"She's ok- she hasn't slept yet, which is a miracle in itself." Annie said softly, wrapping her arms around Auggie's waist. He hugged her back tightly, resting his chin on top of her head.

"How did you guys get here anyway?" asked Annie suddenly. "I mean, the storms still going strong."

"It's not actually that bad anymore." Arthur explained.

"So we can get out of here?" Annie asked eagerly, perking up at the thought. "Joan should probably go to the hospital."

"I though you said she's OK?" Arthur asked, alarmed.

"I think she is, but she did just give birth a month early in the middle of a dirty cottage. They should both probably get checked out." Annie explained gently. Arthur nodded, but made no move to move.

"Here, I'll carry the baby and you take Joan- she can sleep on the backseat and we'll make a makeshift car seat out of the blankets." Annie prompted him, kneeling down to take the tiny infant from his arms. He hesitated for a moment, but relented and carefully transferred her to Annie before tenderly scooping up Joan and following Auggie to the car.

"Arthur?" Joan stirred, eyes flickering as she began to wake.

"Ssh- it's ok. I've got you." Arthur murmured, glancing over his shoulder to see Annie wrapping more blankets around his new daughter before following him out into the rain, her body curved protectively over the baby's.

Finally, they were all settled into the car. Auggie sat in the passenger seat while Annie was driving. In the backseat, Arthur sat with one arm around a sleeping Joan, and the other cradling his newborn daughter.

"Everyone ok back there?" Annie checked. Arthur smiled.

"Yeah- we're just perfect."

"Knock knock." Auggie poked his head around the door to Joan's hospital room. "Room for two more?"

"Auggie, Annie, come on in." Joan smiled warmly at the pair as they came in.

"Hi guys." Annie greeted. Joan lay on the bad in Arthurs arms, their daughter cradled in hers. "Aw, you three are so cute."

"We're not cute Annie!" Joan and Arthur protested, amusement clouding the formers voice.

"So, do you have a name yet?" Auggie interrupted with a smirk.

"No." Joan sighed.

"I like Corinne." Arthur suggested.

"Corinne Campbell? We're not alliterating our child's name, Arthur."

"Hey! Nothing wrong with alliteration." Auggie told her with a smile as he reached out and pulled Annie onto his lap. Joan rolled her eyes slightly.

"What about Elise." Suggested Annie.

"Ooh, I like that." Joan mused. Arthur winced.

"What?" she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Ex-girlfriend." He explained. "How about Selene?"

"Nope- That's one of my agents." Joan vetoed.

"Olivia?" suggested Auggie. Joan wrinkled her nose slightly.

"Reminds me to much of a criminal we caught a few years ago." Arthur nodded in agreement.

"Amelia?" Annie submitted.

"Doesn't seem right." Joan frowned.

"Anna?"

"Lily?"

"Jessica?"

"Nevaeh?"

"Tara?"

"Sarah?"

"Kristy?"

"Jenny?"

This continued for almost an hour, but they found none that Arthur and Joan both liked and didn't remind them of somebody they'd caught.

"What's a name suitable for a baby born in the middle of a summer storm?" Annie contemplated aloud, leaning back against Auggie.

"Summer…" murmured Joan thoughtfully.

"Hmm?" Auggie asked.

"Summer." Joan began to smile widely, looking up at Arthur with a raised eyebrow. He smiled.

"Summer." He confirmed, stroking a hand over the baby's face. "Summer Anne Campbell."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Annie jerk slightly as he said the name aloud. Joan saw it too, because she smirked as she looked up at Annie.

"That's if you don't mind?" Joan checked. Annie gaped slightly, but shook her head silently, a smile beginning to form on her face. Auggie pressed a kiss to her head and she snuggled into him further.

"Summer Anne Campbell." Auggie repeated. "It's beautiful."