Sorry it took so long. Life got in the way, and my school just finished a really big musical production.
Disclaimer... blah, blah, blah.

Will was surprised that Lizzie's pregnancy was going without a hitch. She was almost nine months in and fought with her mother every day, mainly because she refused to have the doctor tell anyone the gender of the baby. She also wouldn't give her mother due date, simply because she just wanted it to be the two of them in that hospital room. Her company was growing, and she could now afford to pay three workers and had many clients. However, she had to take a normal pregnancy leave and Will knew she hated being away from her job. She had stopped fighting his protective urges and agreed to let Gigi stay with them for protection.

Then one day Will got the call at work. Gigi was driving to the hospital and everything was going like they had assumed. But then Will showed up and heard Lizzie screaming. Gigi was pacing outside her door.

"Will, they won't let anyone in!" She ran into his arms.

"What do you mean?" She can't die! I can't lose her. Not like this. Not after everything the two of us have been through. Will panicked and started trying to get a coherent sentence out to Gigi. He was failing. Then the doctor opened the door and the screaming grew louder.

"Mr. Darcy. We need your permission."

"For what?" He couldn't keep his voice below a low shout.

"We have to operate. The baby won't come out. Your wife is having problems. If Mrs. Darcy keeps up like this, both of them will be in danger."

How could he be calm! "Just do it! But doctor," the doctor turned around, "keep them both safe." The doctor went in again and the screaming grew and fell with the door opening and closing. Will assumed he had told Lizzie, because when she starting screaming his name, Gigi had to keep him from running into the room

"Will, if you go in now, who knows what will happen." She was holding him back as hard as she could. But Gigi's tiny frame wasn't up to the task, until Will felt two strong hands on his upper arm. He flew around swinging and stopped.

"Fitz! What the hell are you doing here!" Apologize idiot. He's the godfather. Of course he's here. "Sorry." Fitz straightened out Will's suit.

"No worries, Darcy. How's Lizzie B. doin'?" Will heard the worry in his voice and shook his head.

"I don't know, Fitz." And then Will saw Jane and Bing hurrying down the hall. These two will keep me calm. He sighed. Jane got to him first.

"William. Gigi called us. Why don't you come with me?" She grabbed his hand and he refused to fight her. She led him over to the chairs and Will noticed the screaming had subsided. What is going on in there? Jane pulled a canister out of her bag. "Camomile. It will help." She handed him a cup of hot tea and he just stared down into it.

"I can't lose her Jane." He couldn't get out more than a whisper.

"You won't. You of all people should know, Lizzie's a fighter." She smiled faintly. Darcy laughed a little and continued to stare at the tea. He could feel the steam on his nose and just the smell calmed him slightly.

"Mr. Darcy." Will looked over his shoulder. The doctor motioned to the door and Will practically spilled the tea all over Jane as he handed it to her. He ran to the door and looked at Lizzie sleeping in the hospital bed, the heart monitor beeping in a steady slow rhythm. "They're both fine. Your wife, and your daughter." Will spun around and practically fell over. CRAP! How am I going to raise a daughter? Well for starters, she is not leaving the house until she is 25.

Will walked slowly into the room and realized he was alone. Lizzie was still awake, holding a bundle in her arms. Will saw on it a smile that he had never seen before. She looked up and relief washed over her face.

"Will." Her smile grew and she sighed. He hastened over to her side and sat gently next to her. He rested his forehead against the side of her head.

"Never scare me like that again. Please, Lizzie. I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to you."

"Deal." She turned so they were centimeters apart and kissed him softly. "Now, would you like to hold your daughter Anne?" Will looked down and saw his daughter for the first time. Lizzie gently handed her to him and the little girl started making little noises. Will thought she was going to start crying and stiffened.

"Wait. Lizzie, did you call her Anne?" Lizzie nodded. "You named her after my mother?" She nodded again. "How is it that you always take my breath away?" She blushed and Will kissed her on the side of the head.

"Now, Anne," Lizzie smiled deviously "this is your daddy. He is going to be very overprotective and you will have to come to me for permission to do everything, understand?"

"Lizzie..." He sighed.

The door swung open and the group shuffled in from outside.

the next one will come sooner, I promise!