The next three months flew by. I had just passed my seventeenth birthday a couple days ago and my mom made a comment that I was now the same age that she was when she had me. Luckily, it was still Christmas break. I hated the fact that I was super big. The little guy was very active and my doctor said I could go into labor any day now. Quite frankly, I was scared. I asked my parents if it was okay if Colton came into the delivery room with us. My mom was fine with it, dad was iffy. He still wanted to beat him up.

The night of January 4th, I was resting on my bed when I felt a sharp pain and started crying. "Mom!" I called. She came into my room and looked at me. She knew what it was. She called up Ariel and Ian and then Colton and had Kendall come over and watch then young ones and we rushed to the hospital. I was rushed into the labor and delivery room and I was crying.

"It hurts."

My mom held my hand. "I know. I know."

Colton came rushing in and looked at me. "I'm here! I'm here."

I smiled. "Hi." I gasped as a contraction hit me. Colton grabbed my other hand and held it. Ariel, Ian, and my dad were in the waiting room. My dad decided not to be in there because otherwise he'd punch Colton. The doctor came in a few minutes later to check on me.

"You're only dilated 5 cm. If you don't improve soon, we're going to have to break your water to speed it up."

"Can I at least have the epidural?"

"I'm afraid not. You have to at least be 6 cm."

"Damnit." I groaned. I was already getting sweaty. About an hour later, the doctor came back and broke my water since I had only dilated another cm. I got the epidural to kill the pain, but it didn't help much.

My mom looked at me. "I'm going to go talk to your dad and get some coffee. Will you two be ok?"

I nodded and Colton did too. He was still holding my hand. "It's almost over Cait."

"I know…I just want it to be over."

He stroked my hair and kissed my cheek. "This is really all my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you that night, or lied to you about the condom. Maybe we'd still be together if I hadn't been such a douche."

"Colton it's-" I stopped as another contraction hit me. I felt the urge to push but I knew I couldn't. The doctor came back and was surprised I was ready to push. My mom wasn't back yet and I was scared.

"it's ok, I'm here." Colton said, holding my hand. I nodded and the doctor told me to begin pushing. A few minutes later, cries were heard and I started crying. The doctor wrapped him in a blanket after they cleaned him and Colton cut the cord. Ariel, Ian and my parents came in as they handed him to me.

I looked at Ariel and Ian who came over to me and Ariel started crying. I looked down at the little boy I had been carrying for nine months, he definitely was me and Colton's baby, you could tell. He had a small whisp of light brown hair and his eyes were the same brown Colton's was. I smiled and looked at Ariel and handed him to her. "Here's your son." I smiled.

She nodded and started crying and held him. "He's your son too."

"What are you going to name him?" the nurse asked.

Ariel looked at me. "Name him. You're the one who gave him to us. " she smiled.

I nodded and she sat down next to me and I stroked the little guy's cheek. "Cayden. Cayden Ryan."

Ariel smiled and nodded. "Cayden Ryan it is."

So, on the birth certificate, it said Cayden Ryan Harding, light brown hair, brown eyes, parents: Ariel and Ian Harding. The child I gave birth to was now no longer mine. The nurse nodded and took Cayden to the newborn wing. Ariel smiled and bent down to hug me. "Thank you so much Caitlyn."

I smiled and nodded. "You're welcome." I could see Colton out of the corner of my eye. Ariel and Ian left and my parents decided to go home and get some rest. Colton came over to me and I started crying.

"It's ok Cait." He held me close and stroked my hair. I decided it'd be best not to go see Cayden in the nursery.

A couple days passed and I was home and working out hardcore to get my figure back and it worked. I was back to pre-baby body and school had started up again and I was swarmed with questions like "How's the baby?'' "Did it hurt?" "Did you keep it?" and they just kept coming at me. I told them that the baby's name was Cayden and he was probably very happy with his new parents.

I had gotten back to my normal self and everything seemed back to normal. Colton and I were friends again and tori felt bad for ditching me while I was pregnant and we were working on our relationship.

"You know, it's a good thing you did giving Cayden up for adoption." My dad said stroking my hair one night as we sat downstairs on the couch.

"I know, and I'm actually really happy about it, even if it doesn't seem like it."

"Have Ariel and Ian sent you any news?"

"They sent me a letter saying how big Cayden was getting along with a picture. Daddy, he looks like Colton." I giggled.

He chuckled. "Well, you certainly did a good thing by giving him up and going to live your life as a teenager."

I nodded. "I know I made the right choice and I'm happy with the choice I made."

"Good. I am too."

I smiled. "Thanks dad."

"I love you."

"Love you too daddy."

My dad and I continued to talk about what had gone on and I was so happy I was getting my life back on track.