WHOOOOAAAAH it's been a while. I literally just read through my entire story, trying to figure out where I was. I've been so busy with life and other stories that I have had no time to update! But now I do! YAY! Also, I will try to update (and publish, in some cases) my other stories that I'm working on. I'm pretty sure I almost finished this one, so it's more a matter of actually typing it out. So yeah. Allons-y! (anyone get that reference?)

When I looked into your eyes,

Why does distance ma-

"ROGER!" Mimi screamed as a contraction coursed through her body. She had been in labor for a few hours, and to help her ignore the pain, Roger had been playing his guitar.

Mimi's contractions were only a few minutes apart at that point, and Dr. Miller had arrived to check if Mimi was ready to deliver.

"Dr. Miller?" Mimi whispered. She was desperately nervous about the wellbeing of her baby. "I was supposed to have a C-section, but the appointment wasn't for a month." Dr. Miller nodded.

"I know, sweetheart. Do you want to do it now? I can definitely arrange that if you'd like." Mimi nodded weakly.

"That'd be nice." The doctor asked for an epidural to be sent in. She administered it as soon as it arrived.

"Ready, Mimi?" Roger asked, squeezing his wife's hand gently.

A little while later…

Mimi laid back against her bed, her tiny daughter being placed into her arms. She was back in her room now, and was able to actually hold her daughter. Roger sat on the end of the bed next to her.

"She looks exactly like you," Roger whispered. The baby's olive skin tone, dark hair, and jawline strikingly resembled Mimi's.

"She has your eyes and nose, though," Mimi said, gazing into the little green eyes. Roger took one of the little hands, allowing her to wrap it around his finger.

"Does she have a name yet?" a nurse asked.

"Can we get back to you in a few minutes?" Roger replied. The nurse smiled.

"Take as much time as you need." She left the room, leaving the young couple alone with their baby.

"We do need to decide on a name, though, Meems," Roger said quietly. "I liked Celia. Saw that somewhere. Can't remember where though…"

"Celia is beautiful, Rog. But she needs a middle name," Mimi pointed out. "Angel. Her middle name is Angel." Roger smiled softly, though his face saddened.

"Can it be Celia Rose Angel? I dunno, I like two middle names. Makes her unique." Mimi grinned.

"Okay then. Hello, Celia Rose Angel Davis. Welcome to the world."

And that's the end… Where did I hear that before? It sounds dangerously familiar, in a really creepy way. Like from a video game or a movie or something. If someone knows, PLEASE tell me. I swear it will haunt me for ages if I don't figure it out. Well, I hope you liked the chapter. I might be able to have another one up tonight, and maybe a third after that. But that's hopefulness, I'm not really sure.

Sadie