April's POV

17 hours, 34 minutes, 45 seconds.

That's how long I've been in labor. With contractions coming every 4 minutes, I try to work on my breathing.

"In and out," The doctor said. At this point, I forgot his name but it didn't matter because I was trying to push a human being out of me.

I groaned loudly as another contraction came and lasted 2 minutes. "Just get her out of me!" I cried, flopping on the bed.

Breathing heavily, I started rubbing my stomach. "Baby girl...please come on out...the world is waiting-" I grunted, then screamed as another contraction came.

"Sweetheart," The doctor called. My eyes fluttered open. "It's time for you to push."

"Ok.." I responded shakily. People around me started shuffling around the room. Once my legs were in position, they covered up the bottom half of me.

Another contraction came and I pushed as hard as I could. Tears and sweat tumbled down my face as I cried out in pain.

"C'mon, push harder!" I tried again, screaming louder with another push. whimpering, I fell back on the bed.

"Almost there, I can see the head! I need another push!" He coached. I pushed along with another contraction, yelling loudly.

"One last push. Your about to become a mother!" With all the strength I had left in my body, I pushed out the living being inside of me. I cried, sinking into the bed.

As soon as I felt the baby leave my body, I heard loud wails of a tiny creature. The doctor cut the cord and took her over to the nurse. I panted heavily and blinked very slowly, looking over at the doctors.

Then, they came over with the baby. "Congratulations, You are now a proud mother of a beautiful baby girl." He said, handing her to me.

I smiled warily, admiring the child. She was so tiny. She had rosy skin, a few specks of light brown hair and a small button nose.

"Oh, she's beautiful." I soothed. The baby whined, wiggling a bit. "It's OK. Mommy's here. It's OK." At the sound of my voice, the baby cooed.

"Can my family come in?" I asked softly. The nurse nodded and went to retrieve them. I sighed, and looked down. The baby was asleep with her thumb in her mouth.

Two minutes later, the door opened slowly and six people piled in with gifts. Teddy bears and balloons were placed on the chair next to me. Raph came up to the bed and looked at me.

"This is her?" he asked, quietly. I nodded, tiredly.Carefully, he placed her into his own arms.

The baby was still asleep, but she whined at the movement. The rest of the group crowded around them. "Hi, baby girl" Raph whispered. "It's daddy." The baby cooed happily, squirming.

Tired as I was, I kept my eyes open. This was the perfect family moment. "What's her name?" Don asked, lightly pressed a finger on the babys nose. She hiccuped.

I looked at the child and at all of them.

"Her name is Riley."

~3 days later~

I was released home with the baby and the first thing I did was take her to the nursery.

I opened the door and looked inside. I noticed a pink rocking chair in the corner and decided to sit. Riley fussed a little, squirming. I pulled down my shirt snd began to feed her.

"Hi, baby girl. It's mommy." I whispered. Ri continued. "This room is where you'll grown up and one day you will be a strong independent young girl."

Still suckling, Riley slowly opened her eyes with effort. I stared at them. "You look just like your daddy, just promise you won't be like him in future." I commented. The baby cooed.

"We love you so much, Ri. You're very special and I hope one day you'll understand why we do the things we do."

The doorbell rang. I slowly got up and managed to pry Riley off. She whined but quietly began sucking on her thumb. I pulled my shirt back up and went to the front room. The door was already open, With the guys rushing in...and my dad.

"Hi, dad." I greeted. He turned and saw me. "Oh, sweetheart, It's been awhile. I'm sorry I couldn't make it at the hospital. Emergency." He rambled, then saw the baby in my arms. "And who is this?"

"Riley...Your 3-day old granddaughter." I answered dryly. "Now, April. this is no time to get an attitude." Dad said. "Let me hold her." He plucked the baby from my arms. Riley blinked up at him for a few seconds then started to whine.

"Is she hungry or something?" Dad asked.

"She needs to get used to you." Raph answered, taking her from his arms. Riley's cries died down slowly. "How long will that take?" Dad asked.

"Maybe a couple of days. I dunno." I said. "I'm busy for a couple days so...how about next week?" Riley began crying again so Raph went in the other room to calm her down. I turned to my Father.

"Are you planning a visit for your granddaughter?" I asked, unbelievably. Dad nodded. "What's your problem?"

"I just feel like her Father-" I cut him off. "So, this is about Raph?" I asked. He opened his mouth but I didn't let him finish.

"Clearly you don't understand. His family might be a little "accident prone", but that does not give you the right to judge what kind of father he'll be." I stated. "I'm just worried that-" Dad started. I interrupted.

"What? Worried about what, Dad? She's my daughter, too.We are very capable of raising her. Besides you weren't there for her Birth, so what does it matter to you?"

He looked at me, then headed towards the door silently. "I'll seeyou next week." He was gone.

As soon as the door was closed, Raph came back. "He left alreadly?" He asked, then looked at me. I glanced at the sleeping baby in his arms. She had her tiny hand wrapped around his finger.

"Yeah, he just had somewhere to go." I said , then turned to the guys.

"Now...who wants pizza?"

~Later that night~

"Your Dad hates me."

I sat up and looked at him. "No, he doesn't. why would you think that?" Raph stared at me. "It's obvious. He has never liked me."

I laid back down. "Don't take it heart, he'll change." I tried. "Things will be better tomorrow."

Raph pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. "I hope so." He mumbled.