Earlier I accidentally uploaded the same document from previous chapter! Sorry for the confusion! But this is the real Chapter 36 lol.

This one's a little long; approx. 5K. Enjoy!

It was the end of October and Halloween was upon them. Darcy liked to celebrate holidays at work to boost morale, so everyone was allowed to wear costumes that day. Halloween fell on a Thursday, so they would all be talking about everyone's costumes the next day. They even had a company-wide Halloween Party which Darcy and Lizzie attended as Batman and Cat Woman. Those that were oblivious enough to be unaware of Lizzie and Darcy's relationship couldn't stay ignorant any longer because the pair were inseparable the whole party. Darcy even made a little speech thanking everyone for their hard work and announced that the following week he would probably be absent from Pemberley Digital because Lizzie was going to give birth to their daughter.

Lizzie was due to give birth in less than a week and her belly (along with pretty much every other part of her body) was enormous, so the black costume made her feel a tiny bit slimmer. When she posted a picture of them in their costumes to her Twitter, all the fans went nuts and some commented on how Wickham was once Batman. Lizzie wrinkled her nose in disgust at the memory and ignored the tweets mentioning him.

That same weekend, their families started flying in. Aunt Catherine was one of the first to show. She was going to be staying at her condo in San Francisco while the Bennets, Gigi, Bing, and Charlotte all stayed with Lizzie and Darcy in their home. It was the first time Mr. and Mrs. B. would be visiting and Darcy was a little nervous. Sure, they were family and he felt comfortable around them, but this was something new. He hoped they'd like the house and that they would feel as comfortable in his home as they made him feel in theirs.

When Mrs. Bennet arrived at the Darcy estate, she nearly fainted.

"Lizzie, you've been livin' in this big ole mansion this whole time?!", she exclaimed clutching at her chest.

"You are such a drama queen, Mom!", Lydia remarked. She wasn't fazed because she had already been there, but her first time seeing Darcy's crib was not too far from her mother's reaction.

Mr. Bennet was calm, cool, and collected, as always, but he was a little jittery because he was excited to see the library that Darcy had told him about.

"Ellie, avoid sharp objects! That belly looks like it's about to pop!", he teased.

"I'm ready for it to pop, Dad! She needs to come out soon because I don't think I can take much more of this.", Lizzie replied. She was sick of being pregnant already.

"Come on in, Francine. Lizzie and Lydia can give you a tour. Thomas, you come with me. I will show you the library.", Darcy said pleasantly.

Soon after, Gigi arrived from Sanditon; followed by Bing and Jane from New York and Charlotte from Collins&Collins. Team FIGI was reunited when Fitz and Brandon came over in the evening and Mrs. Bennet was delighted to see Aunt Catherine again.

Lizzie waited until they were all together to reveal the nursery. While everyone was lounging in the living room, Lizzie said that whoever wanted to go upstairs and see the baby's room was welcome to do so. They all had different reasons for wanting to see the room. Fitz and Brandon wanted to see how their crib had been put to use; all the ladies wanted to see if their suggestions had been incorporated into the design; Bing wanted to see Jane's reaction to the nursery because since she had accepted his proposal, he'd been dreaming of the future and that dream included a handful of little rugrats; and Mr. Bennet, who normally wouldn't be interested in that kind of stuff, was curious to see if Lizzie had put any train figurines in there. She hadn't, to his disappointment.

The weekend was spent catching up and getting excited for the forthcoming arrival of Isabella Anne Darcy into the world. Lizzie's final few days of pregnancy were better than she expected they would be. Isabella dropped not too long ago, taking pressure off of Lizzie's stomach and lungs, so she could finally eat a full meal without feeling sick and she didn't run out of breath as quickly. Also, she could've sworn that her face was less puffy.

Lizzie's due date, Monday, November 4th, 2013, arrived and she was hoping Izzy would come out on time. That morning, she went for a short walk with Darcy, Gigi, Lydia, Charlotte, and Jing in the hopes that walking might help start contractions. All that did was make the dull backache she'd been experiencing get a little worse.

Evening approached and Lizzie called her doctor to say that there were still no signs of labor contractions.

"I've only experienced the Braxton-Hicks contractions. I've tried timing them but they only come randomly, so I know they aren't the real deal. But they have been coming more frequently since I saw you last week."

"Okay. Well, as soon as the contractions become regular and start to last longer, give me a call with the details. I think the focus on giving birth on your actual due date has your body tensed up. Do something fun or relaxing. I suggest having your partner give you a massage or sex; preferably both. It's not guaranteed, but sometimes that helps. It can't hurt to try."

"Alright. Thank you, doctor."

Everyone was really supportive and told her not to worry about the due date. They would stay as long as they could to wait for Isabella. Her mother told her that it was karma because Lizzie was a week overdue.

"You've been stubborn and unpredictable since the day you were born! You came out kickin' and screamin'. Let's see if my grandbaby has the same attitude."

Lizzie grabbed all the girls (excluding Aunt Catherine and Mrs. Bennet, who were having a lively discussion about Isabella's first birthday party) and escorted them to the theater where they were going to watch a movie. Lizzie's last movie night before she became a mother.

"Before we start the movie, I just want to thank you all for everything. Gigi, you helped me and Will get together and I'm almost certain that if hadn't been for your plotting with Fitz, Isabella wouldn't exist. Would Will and I have gotten together? Maybe. But you and this baby definitely sped things up for us, so thank you."

"You're welcome, Lizzie. You've made my big brother so happy. There was no way I was going to stand by and let him lose his chance with you."

"Lydia, you were there for me when I found out I was pregnant and I appreciate your support and your lightheartedness throughout this whole pregnancy."

"You're totes welcome, Lizzie. It's what little sisters do.", she replied and she gave Gigi a high-five.

"Jane, you moved away right when my life decided to do a 180.", Lizzie joked. "And we haven't been physically present for each other this whole year… but I still felt your love and support every step of the way through our Domino video calls. So thank you, Janie."

"Awww, Lizzie!", Jane replied.

"And lastly, Charlotte. My since-fetuses bestie! You have been extremely handy lately whenever I have a mini-breakdown about the baby. Thank you for always being there to bring me back to reality."

"Anytime."

"Enough with all the sappy stuff! I'm just very grateful for the support system I have and I know you all will make amazing aunts!", Lizzie said wiping a tear. "Now, on with the movie before I start crying."

Darcy was having a similar moment with Mr. Bennet, Fitz, and Bing. After Aunt Catherine had to excuse herself to take a phone call, Mrs. Bennet began teaching Brandon the recipe for the lasagna she made for dinner; so it was just them in the library that Mr. Bennet had fallen in love with. They were all seated around the fireplace with drinks in hand, discussing the weather, when Darcy felt it was time to share what was on his heart.

"I am not the most… social person-", he started but was interrupted by Fitz.

"You can say that again. Agoraphobic lobster, anyone?"

Bing and Mr. Bennet chuckled but Darcy narrowed his eyes at Fitz.

"-but I do believe in quality over quantity. I consider you three my best friends, believe it or not, and I am honored and grateful to have you all present for the birth my first child."

They all clinked glasses and Fitz took back what he said.

"I was only joking, man. Your social skills have improved big-time since you started dating Lizzie. She's a miracle worker."

Darcy was once again laughed at by his friends but he just smiled along because he agreed completely. Lizzie had changed his life for the better and soon she would give him the best gift anyone could be given: a baby.

That night, Lizzie told Darcy what the doctor suggested.

"So she ordered me to give you a massage and sex?", Darcy asked with amusement.

"Doctor's orders, babe. I swear.", she said trying to keep a straight face. It sounded like she was making it up. Not that it would matter if she was. Lizzie and Darcy hadn't had actual sex in weeks because she was either tired or uncomfortable or just not in the mood, so he was more than willing to follow the doctor's orders.

Darcy held up his index finger and said, "Give me a minute.", before leaving the bedroom. He returned with a chair with no arms.

"Sit backwards.", he commanded before going into the bathroom.

Lizzie did as she was told and sat facing the back of the chair. She rested her chin on the back and sighed. Sitting in that position felt really comfortable.

Darcy returned and explained, "We don't have any oils, my darling, so lotion will have to do."

"That's fine with me."

Darcy helped Lizzie remove her top and then started massaging her whole back and hips. There was a lot of tickling; most of it unintentional, and Lizzie did feel much calmer afterwards.

"You are a horrible masseuse, Will, but thank you. I feel a little better.", she commented as she rose from her seat.

"And now onto part two of the doctor's orders.", he said, placing a kiss on the back of Lizzie's neck. "How are we going to do this?"

Lizzie leaned into his kiss and said, "Two things come into play here: first, my lower back has been killing me for the past week and second, no way am I going to do any of the work. Got it?"

"Clear as day.", he answered before speedily stripping off his clothing and helping Lizzie wiggle out of hers.

Darcy was at her feet to help her step out of her pants and underwear when she laughed and mentioned, "My belly is so big that I can't even see your head right now, Will. This is crazy."

He laughed with her and then stood up to face her. He looked her up and down for a few seconds and took a mental picture of the 40-weeks pregnant woman standing before him.

"I wonder when the next time will be.", he said, still eyeing her.

"Next time for what?"

"The next time you will look like this."

Lizzie made an offended face and crossed her arms. "Uh uh. No way! Don't even think about baby number two. That'll be years from now. Trust me."

"Alright, alright. I apologize. I was just wondering because you make a very beautiful pregnant woman.", he said trying to redeem himself.

"Aww, thank you, babe but I'll give you something else to wonder about. Wonder about how this might be the last time we have sex for a long time. After Izzy gets here, who knows when we'll have the chance."

Darcy's brows rose in alarm and he said, "I hadn't considered that... Let us try and make this memorable, then."

The doctor's orders proved to be effective because just a few hours after Lizzie fell asleep, she was awakened by intense pain in her lower back. She lay in bed timing the pains and finally there was a pattern to her contractions. She called the doctor and was told that as soon as she started experiencing them more frequently and for longer periods, she should call again and go to the hospital.

It was 3am and she couldn't go back to sleep, so she turned on her lamp, picked up the book on her night stand, and read. The contractions hurt but they didn't last too long and they weren't very close together. When sitting in bed became too uncomfortable, she got up and began roaming the halls, leaning against the wall for support whenever a contraction came.

Darcy woke up to find Lizzie gone and became worried. He found her walking around in the hall and she explained that she didn't want to wake him up. She told him to go back to sleep but he wouldn't dare leave her alone when she was in pain, so they walked around together for a few hours before people started waking up.

It was almost lunchtime when Lizzie finally called her doctor to say her contractions had been coming ten minutes apart for about an hour.

"Alright. Go to the hospital so we can get you checked out. You're probably ready to be admitted."

Lizzie was beyond excited. "Finally!", she yelled. She wanted Izzy out already.

Darcy grabbed her hospital bag and escorted Lizzie to the car. "I will call when they say she is almost ready. The drivers will take you all to the hospital.", he said to his house guests before leaving. Lizzie didn't want everyone to join them until it was necessary. She and Darcy planned to spend their last hours before parenthood with just each other.

Darcy was internally freaking out. He was trying to stay calm for Lizzie's sake but he was excited to meet his baby girl and upset because Lizzie was in pain and he couldn't do anything about it.

"What is the name of the hospital, again?", he asked in the car.

Lizzie turned to him and gave him a deadly glare. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME? YOU DON'T KNOW THE NAME OF THE HOSPITAL?! I'M GOING TO GIVE BIRTH TO YOUR DAUGHTER IN WHO KNOWS HOW LONG AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHICH HOSPITAL?!"

She was livid.

"I know where it is, Lizzie, but I don't recall the name. I just wanted to put it into the GPS so we could get there faster.", he explained calmly.

She was going to say something but then she had another contraction and just hummed it out. Then she started crying.

"What's wrong, baby? Don't cry…", Darcy pleaded. He wanted so badly to comfort her but he had to keep his eyes on the road.

"I'm sorry about earlier. My emotions are all over the place right now."

They got to the hospital and everything checked out perfectly. "Yes. You are ready to be admitted. You are about four centimeters dilated. Almost halfway there!"

She was admitted and given the largest private room the hospital had available. Darcy helped her change into the hospital gown and after she got hooked up to some IVs, they spent the next couple of hours walking around talking about Isabella, with Lizzie leaning on Darcy during each contraction.

When it was past 6pm, Lizzie was almost eight centimeters dilated and she asked Darcy to tell everyone to come over.

Lizzie was lying on her side holding on to the railing of the hospital bed as she finished going through another painful contraction.

"I can't take this anymore, Will... I need something to make this pain go away! Please!", she begged. She held out as long as she could but she couldn't bare it anymore. Every contraction felt like something was trying to scrape her organs out with a rake.

"Do you think I'm a wimp? Should I just toughen up and take it? Women give birth without epidural all the time.", she asked with a frown.

"No, Lizzie. You are definitely not a wimp. If you feel it is too much for you, then that is perfectly okay. You are entitled to a positive birthing experience and if medication is going to help you with that, then by all means proceed.", Darcy encouraged her.

He told the nurse Lizzie wanted medication and when she showed up with the anesthesiologist, Lizzie made it clear that she didn't want to be completely numb. She'd read stories about women who couldn't feel a thing and how that made it more difficult to push. The epidural kicked in a little while after it was administered and her water broke shortly after. At first, Lizzie was embarrassed because she thought she'd peed herself, but then she realized what it was and asked Darcy to get the nurse.

When all their family arrived later on, they found a very serene Lizzie chewing on ice as her doting boyfriend read to her.

"Oh, Elizabeth! My baby is havin' her baby!", cheered Mrs. Bennet as she went over to give her daughter a kiss on the cheek.

Mr. Bennet could only stare at Lizzie lying on the bed with that big belly and all those machines and cables stuck to her. When he saw her, he saw his little girl that wouldn't go to bed without a bedtime story; his little girl that used to help him set up his train set around Christmas time. But now his little girl would have her own little girl to reminisce on and that hit him hard. He was quiet the whole time and when it was time for everyone who wasn't going to be present to get kicked out of the room, he gave Lizzie a kiss on the forehead and said, "Good luck, Ellie. Don't forget to push."

She rolled her eyes at her father and laughed. "Thanks, Dad."

Lizzie was fully dilated and ready to go. Darcy was on one side, holding her hand, and her mother was on the other side squealing with excitement.

Jane, Lydia, Charlotte, and Gigi were all spread out behind the doctor and nurses.

"Are you ready, Elizabeth?", asked the nurse.

"Yes. And please, call me Lizzie."

"Alright; it's show time!", exclaimed the doctor.

"When you feel the next contraction, I'm going to need you to push, okay?"

Lizzie nodded yes and when it was time, she pushed as hard as she could for ten seconds.

"You're doing great, Lizzie!", cheered Mrs. Bennet.

"Alright, push again. 1,2,3…"

Lizzie pushed and then let out a loud whimper.

All Darcy could do was let Lizzie squeeze the life out his hand and stroke her head. He felt extremely guilty.

"I need to push!", Lizzie said after a contraction.

"No, wait. Wait for the next contraction. Don't waste your energy."

"Ahh!", she screamed.

She was panting and closing her eyes really tightly. "I don't think I can do this… I'm sorry, Will…", she mumbled through the pain.

"No, no, Lizzie. Look at me. Look at me. You can do this. We're almost done. Isabella's almost here, baby. Just push a little more."

"One big push, Lizzie. Come on. You've got this!", encouraged Lydia.

Lizzie pushed for ten seconds and was rewarded with praise from everyone in the room.

The doctor said, "Beautiful, beautiful. We can see the top of your daughter's head. She has a lot of hair, by the way."

Lizzie's eyes brightened and she laughed. "Really?"

"Yes. Now, come on. Push some more!"

Lizzie groaned and grunted and then let out a guttural "AHH!"

"Good, good. Come on, one more. Her head is almost out."

"I can feel the stretching... Oh my God that hurts!", she cried as she pushed. Giving birth hurt like hell even with an epidural. She didn't even want to think about how much it would've hurt without it.

"Wonderful, Lizzie. The head is out. We just need her shoulders to come out and then we can take it from there."

Lizzie pushed some more and took some deep breaths.

"Excellent! One more big one, Lizzie. Give it all you've got! Your baby is almost here. Hubby? Can you please pull her knee back? Mom, you too?", ordered the doctor.

"You can do this, Lizzie. Our princess is almost here. Just one more push.", Darcy said, trying to energize Lizzie for the last big push of her labor.

She looked at him and nodded.

"Mmmmmm!", she moaned painfully and then the doctor pulled Isabella out.

"Look down, look down!", said the doctor and before Lizzie could blink, her daughter was on her chest and she was being rubbed up by a nurse.

"Oh my God…", Lizzie sobbed.

The baby was flailing her little arms and legs but she wasn't crying yet.

Mrs. Bennet and all the ladies were crying tears of joy and Darcy was just staring at the pink little dark-haired human on Lizzie's chest.

Lizzie asked between breaths, "Is she… okay?...Why isn't she… crying?"

"It takes a few seconds sometimes. Give her a little while. She's new out here, remember? She's never had to use her lungs before.", joked the doctor.

And as soon she was done being cleaned up by the nurse, Isabella let out a little "Wah!" and Lizzie began bawling.

"It's okay, baby girl. I know you didn't wanna come out. It's okay. Mommy's right here, Izzy.", she whispered to the baby as she hugged her tight. All the pain she felt during the labor was forgotten as soon as she heard her baby wail.

"Thank you, Lizzie. Thank you so much…", whispered Darcy as he kissed her on the cheek. Darcy couldn't describe what he was feeling in words. It was just pure elation to finally see Isabella. He wiped his face, for he too had been crying.

"Oh, Will! We have a baby!", Lizzie exclaimed. She couldn't ever remember feeling happier.

"Yes, we do.", he replied with a big smile. "You did a splendid job, Lizzie. Thank you."

He bent down to kiss her on the lips and then he kissed Isabella on the top of her head. The nurse placed a little hat on her head and then asked Darcy if he wanted to cut the umbilical cord.

When he was done, he looked at his new little family. Lizzie lay there all sweaty and flushed from the exertion but to him, she never looked more radiant and beautiful than in that moment, holding their new baby girl.

She looked up and asked with a big smile, "Do you wanna meet your daughter?"

Darcy was hesitant because he didn't want to drop her, but he agreed to take her and when he did, he didn't want to let her go. She fit perfectly in his arms.

"Alright, daddy, can you bring the baby over here? We need to weigh her and measure her.", asked the nurse. While the baby was busy, they took that opportunity for Lizzie to push out the placenta and the last remnants of Isabella's nine-month stay in the world's most comfortable hotel.

"Isabella Anne Darcy. 8lbs 7oz. 20.5 inches.", stated the nurse.

Mrs. Bennet was smothering her daughter with lots of kisses and hugs. "Congratulations, Lizzie! My first grandbaby! Oh, I'm so happy!"

Gigi went over to Darcy and said, "Congrats, big brother! You're a father now!". She gave him a really tight hug and then went to congratulate Lizzie with the rest of the girls.

When they were done checking the baby out, she was given back to Lizzie so that they could bond and so she could feed her. After a quick lesson on breastfeeding, all the hospital people were gone, leaving just family and friends.

"Lydia, dear, go get Bing and your father and Mrs. DeBourgh! They need to meet this little angel!", demanded Mrs. Bennet.

"Let's all go get them, Mom. Let's give Lizzie and Darcy a few minutes alone with their daughter…", Jane insisted.

"Alright. Fine. But they're gonna have her all to themselves once we're gone. I don't see the need…", she argued as she left the room.

Jane turned and winked at Lizzie before she left. Lizzie mouthed, "Thank you, Janie."

So it was just the three of them. Izzy, Lizzie, and Darcy.

"How do you feel, my love? You must be exhausted.", he asked, removing his phone from his pocket to text Fitz, Aaron, and Caroline the good news.

"Actually, not really. I was exhausted when I was pushing her out but now, I'm almost hyper.", she explained. Isabella was sucking away at full speed.

"Poor thing must have been hungry!", Lizzie said to Isabella.

"You are amazing, Lizzie Bennet. Truly astonishing.", Darcy complimented her.

"Thank you, babe. I appreciate the support. I hope I didn't crush your hand."

"No, it is still functional.", he said while wiggling his fingers.

Lizzie laughed at him and sighed. "This feels like a dream. I can't believe the little person that we've been waiting for all this time is finally here, Will."

"Neither can I.", he agreed. He kissed Lizzie tenderly on the lips and when he pulled away she grunted in protest.

"I push out your baby and all you can give me is one measly kiss?"

Darcy chuckled and said, "My apologies.", before returning his lips to hers.

Their kiss was infused with all the excitement and joy they were feeling at the moment.

"I love you, Lizzie."

"I love you, too.", she said with a tired smile.

And it was at that moment that Darcy decided he needed to amend his will. If anything were to happen to him, he wanted everything he owned to be left to Lizzie and Isabella. They weren't yet married, so all his things wouldn't automatically get left to them. Gigi wouldn't ever deny them their fair share, but still, he needed to do it.

"Lizzie, I want to talk to you about something-", he started saying, but was interrupted by the door. Their families had returned.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Nevermind. We can talk about it later.", he said kissing her hand.

Aunt Catherine burst into tears when she saw Isabella on Lizzie's chest and said, "Oh, I apologize, everyone, but I can't help but think of my sister. She would've been so overjoyed at her beautiful granddaughter!"

Darcy swallowed hard and Lizzie looked up to see if he was okay.

"Will?"

He had a faraway look in his eye but quickly snapped out of it when Lizzie called him.

"Are you okay?"

"I am fine. My parents would have been very happy indeed.", he said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Have you guys taken any pictures with the baby yet?", asked Gigi in an attempt to change the mood.

"No."

"Well, what are you waiting for? Gimme your phones, guys. We need to take the first official Darcy-Bennet family photo!", she declared.

Isabella had stopped eating and was quickly falling asleep, so they tried to snap a good one while she was still up. Darcy bent down close to Lizzie and Isabella and they grinned. When Gigi had taken a picture on Lizzie's phone, she switched to Darcy's phone and snapped a picture of him and Lizzie both kissing Isabella.

"Aww these are great!", she commented.

Lizzie and Darcy tweeted their pictures and were immediately bombarded with hundreds of congratulations.

TheLizzie Bennet: She's finally here! On November 5th, 2013, 7:53pm, I gave birth to Isabella Anne Darcy! :)

williamdarcy: Allow me to introduce my daughter, Isabella Anne Darcy. TheLizzieBennet did an incredible job.

When the baby was sleeping, they all passed her around and took pictures with her and then put her in the little hospital basinet so she could be rolled away to the hospital's nursery to be tested and monitored.

"I'm starving!", complained Lizzie after her baby was gone. Her high was fading now that the source of joy was absent.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want hospital food. I want a big, juicy burger. With fries. And an ice cream float.", she demanded, her mouth salivating at the thought.

"You're eating meat again?", Darcy asked. Her sudden aversion to meat was what caused her bout of iron deficiency a few months prior.

"Yup. Please, Will. Can you do that for me? I haven't eaten all day."

"Of course. You definitely deserve it. I will bring you your food."

Darcy excused himself and took the opportunity to call up his lawyer and requested a new draft of his will that named Lizzie and Isabella as beneficiaries. He returned to the room with Lizzie's food.

"Thank you, Will. You are the best!", she said, practically snatching the bag from his hand.

She ate hungrily and then dozed off.

Everyone decided that it was time to go. They could continue rejoicing in the new addition to their family tomorrow. Right now, Lizzie needed to recuperate.

When a nurse came by to check up on Lizzie, Darcy inquired about her stay at the hospital. "When can we return home?"

"We require her and the baby to stay overnight so we can make sure they're doing okay. If everything is fine, they can both leave tomorrow afternoon."

"Perfect. Thank you."

He couldn't wait to go home.

Baby Isabella is finally here! Next chapter they adjust to a baby at home and there will be some fast forwarding. I'll breeze through Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's to bring these characters into 2014. Then there will be more fast forwarding and stuff so that Lizzie can go back to work and she and Darcy can get engaged/married. And I'll end the story with an epilogue a few years into the future.

Like always, nothing is set in stone but this is sort of what I'm thinking of.

Hopefully you all enjoyed this. Thanks for reading!