"Roger, it hurts so bad." Brianna cried as she clutched her stomach.

"I know Baby. Just hang on, we're going to the hospital now." he said holding her tight as he hailed a cab.

"Make it stop Roger." she cried doubling over in pain.

"I wish I could Baby, I really do." he said as they got in the cab. "The hospital. Now. She's having a baby." he told the cab driver as he held Brianna in his arms. "Just breathe Baby, OK." he told her kissing her head. He was scared to death. He had never seen anyone in so much pain. He was worried there was something wrong with the Brianna and the baby.

"Of course I'm gonna breathe. What kind of thing is that to tell me? Like I'm gonna forget to damn breathe." she yelled holding her stomach.

"You're right Baby, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking." he said confused as the cab pulled up in front of the hospital. Roger threw money at the driver and they got out.

"Roger, it hurts." she yelled almost falling to the ground.

"I'm sorry Brie. I really am. Come on." he told her holding her up. "Woman having a baby." he yelled as they entered the emergency room.

"What's her name?" the nurse at the desk asked looking at them.

"Brianna Davis." he said out of instinct.

"How far along is she?" the nurse asked writing her name down.

"Does it matter? I'm here." Brianna yelled as Roger held her in his arms.

"She's 9 months pregnant and the baby's coming." he told her trying to calm Brianna down.

"How old are you two?" the nurse asked looking at them.

"We're 18 and she's my wife. Can you just please help her? She's in a lot of pain." Roger asked getting upset.

"OK, right this way." the nurse said bringing a wheelchair to them and bringing them up to labor and delivery.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." Roger said relieved.

"Don't thank me yet, sir. You have to stay here and fill out these papers. We'll get your wife settled in and you can come up when you're done." she said handing him the clip board.

"Roger, don't leave me." Brianna cried reaching out for him.

"I'll be right there Baby, I promise." he told her as they wheeled her up.

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"She's beautiful Brie." Roger said quietly caressing Brianna's face.

"She sure is. What should we name her?" she asked looking up at him.

"How about Faith, Hope or Charity?" he asked handing her a small gold claddagh ring.

"Oh my God. Roger, this is beautiful. How could we afford it?" she asked looking down at it.

"I saved up some tips and got a good deal." he said slipping it on the ring finger on her left hand.

"I love you Roger." she said kissing him.

"I love you too Brie. So what do you think?" he asked smiling at her and his daughter.

"How about Hope. Hope Bethany Davis." Brianna suggested as a tear fell from Roger's eye.

"I love it. Hi my little Hope. I am your daddy and I'm gonna love you forever. Just like your mommy." he said caressing the baby's cheek.

"Can you believe we have a daughter?" Brianna asked smiling up at Roger.

"I know. It's weird. One minute she was in there and the next she's right here. With 10 little fingers and 10 litte toes and the cutest button nose." he told her as the baby slept in Brianna's arms.

"We are gonna take care of you so well my little Hope. I promise." Brianna said kissing Hope's head.

"Can I hold my little munchkin?" Roger asked smiling down at her.

"Of course you can. Here you go daddy's little girl." Brianna said as Roger reached out for her.

"She is so little." he said holding her in his arms.

"Roger, she's a new born. Of course she's little." Brianna told him laughing.

"I can't believe we made her." he said quietly as he looked down at Hope in disbelief.

"We did." she said watching them.

"I love you so much my girls." he said kissing Brianna then kissing Hope on the forehead.

"We love you too Roger." Brianna said smiling at him as she laid back and relaxed.

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"Mark, what are we gonna do? We can't leave Roger and Brianna in that crappy apartment with a new born baby." Sam said sitting in Mark's room with him.

"Sammie, this is what they want. All they want to do is raise the baby there until they're 18 and then they'll come home." Mark said hugging her.

"I'm just really worried." Sam said hugging him back.

"I know Baby. I know." he told her as Cindy listened at the door. Mrs. McGowan, Mrs. Davis and Mrs. Cohen had been worried sick about the kids and Mark and Sam told them they didn't know anything, but Cindy knew better. When Mark and Sam went out, Cindy did some detective work. She went through Mark's desk and found an address in New York City. She assumed it was Roger and Brianna's.