Hey everyone, I wanted to get this chapter up today because today is Charlie Beale's birthday. So this update is in honor of her, and what better way to celebrate that than to write a chapter about her birth? It also features little Lennon which I know some of you enjoy. Thank you all for the reviews and the follows, it really means a lot to me. This chapter has not been proofread so I apologize in advance. Thank you for reading and enjoy!

Beca wakes up and something doesn't feel right. She can't place it but she knows that something is off. Her whole body has been sore for months at this point but there's a new kind of pain in her back that she hasn't noticed before; just add it to the list of increasingly aggravating pregnancy surprises.

She sits herself up and looks at the clock. It's nearly nine a.m. She forces herself out of the bed and rushes to the bathroom. She sighs and psyches herself up to lift her body off of the toilet. She waddles down the stairs. The baby has dropped and it's making it even harder for her to balance. She can hear Lennon giggling and Chloe singing one of the millions of songs she's made up for her.

She finally makes it to the kitchen and sits on the stool next to Lennon. She kisses her cheek and tickles her side.

"Hi Mama."

"Good morning, monster."

"Morning babe," Chloe says, "you had a rough night last night, huh?"

"Yeah, a little. I'm sorry. I didn't want to keep you up."

Chloe waves her off and puts a plate in front of Beca. She leans against the counter.

"How are you feeling?"

"Alright, just tired."

Beca looks down at the plate. The idea of eating much of anything right now is a little sickening. She pushes it away.

"Bec, you need to eat."

"I'll just have a banana or something."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, I'm a little nauseous."

Chloe eyes her suspiciously. She puts her hand on Beca's forehead on instinct. She brings her a banana and kisses her head.

"You're sure you're alright?"

"Mhm. I'm gonna go lay on the couch."

Beca goes into the living room and puts her feet up. She's exhausted, a bone tired feeling, she can't quiet describe it but she knows something is off. She closes her eyes, for what feels like a few minutes, but she wakes up two hours later to a loud crash. She sits up and looks around.

Lennon is standing with a guilty expression; eyes wide, every muscle frozen as she looks at Beca and waits for her to get mad.

"You okay, Len?"

"I'm sorry, Mama. I dropped the markers."

Sure enough, Lennon has accidentally dropped the whole bin of markers onto the hardwood floor. They've rolled and scattered everywhere. Chloe rushes into the room, she looks flustered.

"Lennon, really? I told you we had to be quiet Mama was sleeping."

"It's okay, Chlo. Len, why don't you pick them up and then we can read a story together or something, okay?"

Chloe straightens herself and shakes her head, as if pulling herself from whatever bad mood she had just been in, but she doesn't say anything. She just sits on the couch next to Beca and looks closely at her face like she's trying to read her mind.

"How was your nap?"

"Much needed."

Beca's smile is weak and her eyes still feel heavy. She rubs her stomach when she feels a strange pull at the bottom of her abdomen.

"Are you in pain?"

"What? No, I'm fine."

Lennon finishes cleaning up and climbs onto the couch with one of her favorite books. She hands it to Beca. Her little hand rests on top of Beca's stomach. Beca runs her free hand through her hair while she speaks quietly to her.

"What are we reading?"

"Maple."

"I should have guessed that." Beca gives her a gentle smile.

Chloe walks back down the hall to finish whatever it is she was doing before. Beca opens to the first page and starts to read. She has to stop midway through the second page when she feels pain in her stomach and lower back. A contraction. She takes a couple deep breaths. Lennon looks at her, her little features pulled into an expression of concern that perfectly matches Chloe's.

"Mama?"

"Yeah, monster?"

"Are you okay?"

"Mhm."

As soon as the pain is gone she continues reading. She finishes the book and almost immediately Lennon is distracted by her toys. Beca sits through another contraction, trying her best to be quiet so it goes unnoticed. She watches Lennon play for a while before pushing herself off of the couch. She tries to get some work done but every time she starts to get into something she has a contraction. She watches Chloe prepare and serve Lennon lunch. She breathes through another contraction, they are getting more painful and coming closer together. She realizes that if this is happening she is going to need to shower.

While she's washing her hair she has another contraction. She leans against the wall and breathes through it. The panic sets in and she gets out of the shower quickly. She dresses in comfortable clothes and lays on the bed. When her eyes close she can hear Lennon downstairs.

She breathes through several more contractions before she dares to go downstairs. She knows if she doesn't Chloe will come looking for her and at least this way she can save face. Chloe is folding laundry and Lennon is dancing around to the radio.

"Mama, guess what!"

"What?"

Beca sits on a stool.

"Mommy said Aunty B is coming to stay with me."

"What?"

She looks to Chloe. She folds the shirt in her hand and tosses it into the laundry basket.

"You're having contractions." It isn't a question.

"No, I'm fine."

"You think I haven't noticed you wincing and bending over in pain for the past couple hours?"

Chloe is reminded where Lennon gets her guilty expression from.

"Beca, why didn't you tell me? How long?"

"Pretty much all day. There was no sense in telling you because nothing was happening."

"But now it is. We need to go to the hospital."

"No, not yet."

"Not yet? I don't think it's up to you. Come on, baby."

"No, Chloe, I'm not going."

Lennon hugs Chloe's leg when she hears the tone in Beca's voice. Chloe puts her hand on her hip, she figures this is just another bout of the usual Beca Mitchell stubbornness but when she stops and looks into her eyes, the only thing she sees is fear.

"I'm not going. I can't do it."

She leans down in front of Beca and grips her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Are you kidding me? You're going to be great."

Beca shakes her head.

"Yes, you are. And one day when this little girl asks about the day she was born, I'm going to tell her that her Mama was the mot badass woman on the planet."

Beca shudders with a sob. Chloe pulls her into her chest and kisses her head.

"But we can only do that if we get you to the hospital."

"I'm scared." She says into her chest.

"I know. But I'm going to be with you the entire time, and when it's all over, you're going to forget about all of this. Because our little girl is going to be here and she's going to be amazing."

She detaches herself from Beca's death grip and pulls her to her feet. Lennon runs out of the room and comes back with her stuffed narwhal.

"Here Mama, take Walter. He'll protect you."

"But baby, you need him to sleep."

"Not tonight." Lennon shakes her head, sending her curls bouncing everywhere.

Chloe picks her up and shifts back and forth. She kisses her head.

"Are you ready to meet your baby sister to be here?"

"Uh huh, it's been forever." She groans dramatically.

"Only a little longer and then you can come see her."

Hanna rushes through the door, still in her work clothes. She tosses her bag down and walks right into the kitchen.

"Bec, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine."

Lennon squeals and falls into Hanna's arms. Chloe gathers everything they need for the hospital. Hanna helps Beca through a contraction, holding her hand and rubbing her back.

"You good?"

"Mhm, I think so."

"Okay, let's get you to the car. Len, go see if your mommy needs help."

Hanna gets Beca in the car, buckled, and ready to go, but Beca doesn't let go of her hand.

"Han."

"You're going to be great. Go have that baby and I'll see you on the other side."

Hanna wiggles her fingers free but holds her hand up. Beca rolls her eyes before she gives her a high five and receives a kiss to the forehead.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Hanna picks Lennon up and walks back into the house.

"Is Mama gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, Len, she's gonna be fine. That was probably a little scary for you, to see Mama like that."

Lennon nods. Her bright blue eyes sparkling. Hanna sits on the couch with Lennon cuddled into her lap.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. But don't worry. Mama is going to be fine. Mommy is with her right? She's the best at making people feel better."

"Like when I'm sick." Lennon supplies happily.

"Exactly."

Chloe rocks back and forth with Beca's head on her shoulder. She rubs her back. Beca grabs her arm.

"Chlo."

"Another one?"

Beca nods and her whole body tenses. She lets out a long groan that tapers off into a whine.

"Breathe, Bec. Keep breathing."

When the contraction subsides she looks up through glassy eyes.

"Why won't she come out?"

"She will. She's trying."

Dr. Sawyer walks into the room and sits to examine Beca. She's been in the hospital for seven hours and her labor has screeched to a grinding halt.

"So, you are five centimeters dilated."

"I was at seven a little while ago. How did it go down?" Beca looks devastated.

Chloe grips her hand and kisses her head. She's sweaty and looks beyond exhausted.

"It's not something we see a lot but it does happen. I'm sorry, but we're stuck in a waiting game at this point."

The doctor gives a sympathetic look before she doors of nurses and doctors in and out of the room. Beca leans back against the pillows and takes a deep breath.

"Why did we decide to have a kid with my genes? She's not even here yet and she's already an asshole."

"Beca."

"Did you call Han? How's Lennon?"

"I did. She's having a blast, of course. If all goes well with this one maybe we can sell Lennon to Hanna."

Beca laughs a breathy laugh, "I wish she was here."

"I don't think having a four year old running around everywhere would really help you in your situation."

"I mean Hanna."

"Oh." Chloe smiles, "She wishes she was here too. But she has the second most important job right now."

Beca nods in understanding.

"Hey guys, how's it going?"

They both look up to the door. Jessica is standing there with her usual gentle smile, in her lab coat, on a quick break from work.

"This is the worst experience of my life."

"That's sweet. I'll be sure to tell her that when she's older."

Chloe giggles and Jess takes a seat on the edge of the bed. Beca is sitting up, rubbing her stomach. Chloe hasn't stopped rubbing her lower back because every time she does, it looks like Beca will burst into tears.

"Thanks, but she'll have already heard it because I'm going to hold it over her head every day for the rest of my life."

"I just talked to your doctor and she said you're doing great."

"Well then she's a liar."

The ending of her sentence transitions into another long groan. Beca reaches out for Chloe and she has her hands in her own with a second. Beca's anxieties about giving birth have skyrocketed within the past month or so and Chloe has promised not to leave her side, not for a second.

"Breathe through it, babe."

Beca takes several deep breaths, trying her best not to push. Apparently she's nowhere near ready for that.

"That's my girl. You're doing amazing."

Chloe wipes Beca's forehead with a damp cloth, dabbing along her hairline. Beca is lying on her side, grasping at the sheets with her fist. She is panting, absolutely miserable.

"Chlo, I'm thirsty."

"I know, babe. Do you want more ice chips?"

"No, I don't want the damn ice chips. I want water."

"I know but you can't have any."

Beca lets out a shudders sob. Chloe puts the cloth down and rubs her back as another contraction rips through her. She is almost screaming with each contraction now. They are coming closer and closer together, it must be almost time to push. It has to be.

Dr. Sawyer walks into the room and checks Beca one last time.

"Alright ladies, I think it's time."

Beca's eyes widen and if it were any other situation Chloe would be giving her a hard time; it's like this is coming out of nowhere. Chloe holds her hand through the whole thing. Adding words of encouragement, loud enough to be heard over Beca's tears and yelling. Eventually, after what feels like hours, their daughter is born.

Beca flops back against the bed but Chloe refuses to take her eyes off of the baby. The doctor puts the baby on Beca's chest. She lets out a single sob but when she looks down at their baby all of the breath leaves her body.

"Hi there," she looks over her arms and legs. She runs her fingers over the tops of her head, "I'm glad you finally decided to show up."

Chloe lets out a breathy laugh but she's crying openly. Beca looks up and kisses her.

"I told you you could do it."

The nurses take the baby to check her over and clean her up. Chloe leans down and kisses Beca again.

"Thank you."

Beca can't speak, she just nods. She grips Chloe's hand in hers.

Lennon comes bounding into the room but stops when she sees Beca in the bed. Hanna is a step behind her and nearly takes her out.

"Hi Lemon, come here." Chloe says, holding her arms out for Lennon to walk into.

Hanna takes a seat at the side of the bed and smiles at her older sister. She looks more exhausted than she's ever seen her but she is glowing. There's a tiny white and pink bundle in her arms.

"You're dying to hold her, aren't you?"

"You have no idea." She says, arms already outstretched.

The baby is as close to perfect as any child could get. Hanna pulls the blanket away from her face and looks over her features; so tiny but already resembling her Mama.

"Does this little lady have a name?" Hanna asks, gently rocking back and forth.

Chloe looks at Beca, she knows she wanted to be the one to tell Hanna the name they chose.

"Charlotte Jane."

Hanna's head pops up, her eyes are watery and she's smiling, "Really?"

Beca nods, "We wanted her to have a little bit of her aunt with her always."

"Charlotte, you gave her my middle name?" She asks, like she can't believe it.

She looks back down at the baby.

"You hear that? You have my name so that means you have to listen to me."

"Not sure that's how it works." Beca says, stifling a yawn.

Chloe brings Lennon over and lets her get a look at the baby. She looks a little unsure. Hanna hands her over and watches Chloe help Lennon to hold her.

"What do you think, Len?"

"She's ours?" Lennon's eyes are wide and she looks just like Chloe, it's a shock to her even though it's all anyone has talked about for the last nine months.

"This is your sister, Charlotte."

Lennon scrunches up her little nose and looks her over one more time.

"Forever?"

"Forever, she's stuck with us." Beca confirms.

"Okay."

Lennon shrugs but she doesn't seem overly excited or upset. They'll take it.

"Just wait until all the Bellas meet her." Hanna says.

"I just hope it goes better than when they met Lennon." Chloe says.

Beca lets out a snort and Hanna groans.

"Anything would be better than that."

"Yeah," Hanna says, "welcome to the world, little lady, and good luck."