Molly and Jim were in the hospital room and Molly was focusing on her breathing.
"I hate you so much." She said.
"I know you do. I know and I love you too." Jim replied.
"This is all your fault." She squeezed his hand very hard.
"Ah! You don't realize how much this hurts. Ow!" Jim yelped.
Molly glared at him.
"Really? Your little crushed hand does not compare to what I'm feeling right now."
Irene came into the room.
"Hello, darling. How are you feeling?"
"I've been better." Molly said.
"Why are you being nice to her and not me?" Jim asked.
"Because I am not the cause of her current agony." Irene replied.
"Molly, we are about ready to have a baby." A nurse said.
"Oh thank God." Molly said in relief.
When she started pushing, Jim held her hand.
"You are never touching me again, Jim. Do you hear me? Not a finger."
"Alright. I understand." Jim replied.
Then another time.
"Oh, baby, I love you. Don't ever let go of me."
Jim looked at Irene.
"Talk about bipolar."
"Shut up. If you were in her position, you'd be like that too." Irene scolded.
Finally Molly fell back on the pillows in relief.
"Okay. You two have a baby girl." The nurse said.
"Told you I was right." Jim said.
"Whatever." Molly replied.
The baby was handed to Molly.
"That wasn't so bad now was it?" Jim said.
Molly looked at him with a look that surprised him that he didn't drop dead. He chose to reconcile by kissing her. He then looked down at the pink baby Molly was holding. The little girl's big brown eyes stared up at them.
"I've got a name. The perfect name, and if you don't like it, I don't know you at all." Jim said.
"What is it?"
"Josie. Josie Selena Moriarty." Jim answered.
"Aw. That's a pretty name." Molly said. "It's perfect."
"Can I hold her?" Irene asked.
"Sure." Molly handed to baby over to Irene.
"Careful. Don't drop her." Jim warned.
"I won't drop her Junior. I will use the utmost care." Irene argued.
"I can't be too sure. The way you treat other people." Jim snapped.
"You really think I would endanger your baby?"
"It's not like you've held a baby before. For all I know you would break her neck."
"Both of you shut up! I just had a baby and I'm tired. I do not have the energy to deal with you two fighting with each other. And if you make my baby cry, I will murder both of you and make it look like an accident." Molly said angrily.
"Sorry." Irene said.
"Sorry, darling." Jim kissed her on the forehead.
"Thank you. Now give me my baby." Molly took Josie in her arms. "Hello. You are the luckiest girl in the world. Yes you are. You know why? Because your daddy is a dashing criminal hero and your mummy is a criminal mastermind. Your Auntie Irene is, well, you'll learn when you get older. And you, are our little criminal princess."
"I thought it was criminal spawn." Jim said.
"Look at her. Does she come across as criminal spawn to you?" Molly asked.
Jim took the baby from her. "No. Criminal princess suits her perfectly. I have my criminal mistress and princess."