A/N: Here's the next chapter…Oh, I forgot to do a disclaimer last time I think…Anyway, hope this isn't too graphic for you…it didn't seem that graphic.

Disclaimer: I will own Hannah Montana when the Boston Red Sox win the SuperBowl.

"Ah!" I screamed. This was my second contraction in less than three minutes!

The nurse checked me out and said, "She's fully dilated. It's time for this baby to be born."

They wheeled me off to a delivery room. By this time, Jake had calmed down and was actually able to breathe. Right now he was walking beside me holding my hand.

When we got into the delivery room, the contraction started to escalade in pain. I squeezed Jake's hand and yelled, "You did this to me!"

Jake just patted the back of my hand and said encouraging words to me.

"Push!" I heard, so I did so.

"AAAHHH!" I screamed, squeezing Jake's hand even harder.

They continued to tell me to push, and I did, but when Jake said it, I screamed. "YOU push!" (A/N: I sorta stole this from "Friends".)

One push, scream, and broken finger for Jake later I heard wails fill the room, but this time it wasn't me.

"Does Dad want to cut the umbilical cord?" the doctor asked. Jake looked to where our daughter was and nodded.

"Don't give her an outie, please," I said. Jake smiled at me. Once he cut the umbilical cord, the nurses cleaned her up.

When they handed her to me, I smiled bigger than even I had ever smiled. I kissed her head. "Hi, Riley, I'm your mommy! And this is your daddy. We love you very much!"

Even though she was premature, she was pretty big for her age, 5 pounds, 1 ounce, so they said she could go home the next day. I handed her to Jake.

"She's pretty," he said.

"She's perfect," I corrected. (A/N: Stole that from Gilmore Girls!)

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"Daddy, meet your granddaughter, Riley Daniella Ryan." I handed Riley to my dad.

"She looks just like you when you were a baby. Miley, I'm so proud of you for doing this."

"Thanks, daddy."

"Hi, Riley! I'm your grandpa, Robbie Ray. Do you want me to sing a song? Okay. I want my mullet back. My old Camero and my eight track. Fuzzy dice hangin' loose and proud. Lynyrd Skynyrd they're playin' loud. A simple time, that's what I miss. Your mini skirt and your sweet kiss. Only one thing that I miss more than that: I want my mullet back!"

I smiled. It was such a cute sight, and I loved that song, as long as he didn't grow back his mullet. Some things are meant to stay in the past.

Next Riley got handed to Jackson. "Hey there, little girl! I'm your Uncle Jackson…I'm the cool guys. You are so cute! When I have money, I'm going to spoil you so much!"

I laughed. To think of a time when Jackson might actually have money was funny.

Lilly had come when she hear I was in labor, so she was in the room now too. Oliver unfortunately was in Arizona for Thanksgiving, be he heard the news.

So anyway, Lilly got to hold Riley next.

"Hi there Riley! I'm Lilly! You can call me Aunt Lilly. I'll be the one you can come to if you don't want to talk to your parents. I'll also be the one who will teach you how to skateboard, as long as you don't have your mom's coordination. By the way, you're going to be one lucky girl to have these two as your parents! They're so cool. You'll likely end up acting and/or singing! You have a bight future ahead of you, I can tell."

"Lilly, Jake and I want you to be Riley's godmother. And we're going to ask Oliver to be her godfather. So will you?" I said.

"Really? Aw, Miley, I'd love to! This means so much to me!"

"Of course, Lilly; you're like my sister!"

Lilly handed Riley to Jake and then gave me a huge hug.

This is the happiest day of my life.

A/N: So, what did you think? Kinda short, I know, but the next one is really long! It's also the last chapter! I will be writing a sequel though. It will be called "Raising Riley". I should have it out by Sunday probably!