Bill was tired, and worn, but he didn't care at all.

He raced into the hospital and went straight up to the ward that he needed to be.

"Morgan Berg?" Bill asked the lady at the desk.

She was wearing obnoxiously pink scrubs.

"Room Two-seventy." The nurse said looking down at her terminal.

Bill thanked the nurse and raced down the hall.

A rather large woman was waddling back and forth down the hall, as Bill passed she gave him a rather startled look.

He turned the corner and knocked on the door that he had been searching for.

"Come in!" More than one voice called from behind the door.

Bill pushed it open slightly and peaked his head in the room.

There seemed to be quite a bit of family huddled around a woman with a kind round face, dusty red hair and tired looking eyes.

The woman on the bed was holding a brand new baby girl rapped in bright pink clothes.

A body in the corner looked up.

Bill felt the air leave his chest as he saw Hannah sitting in the little rocking chair in the back of the room.

Bill stepped inside the room as Hannah launched herself at him.

Her body hit his as he automatically wrapped his arms around her.
What ever air was left in his lungs had been forced out in that moment.

She squealed in his ear as she jumped up and down a bit.

"Bill!" she laughed as she kissed him hard on the cheek.

He laughed out loud as he held her at arm's length.

Her face was fuller, and her hair longer and thicker with a slight curl to it.

Her body was thin, but healthy, she was back to her little petite self.
She looked healthier and happier than ever.

He could see in her eyes she was about to break down.

She smiled even brighter and pulled him all the way into the room.

"Everyone! Bill! Bill everyone!" she introduced Bill.

He waved slightly as a short girl with a round face, glasses, freckles and curly black hair bounced forward.

"Soo you're the one that caught the birthing seal after she decided she was gonna jump off the roof…" The girl said in an "hmmmm…." Voice as she cocked her head to the side and tapped a finger on her chin.

Her little button nose wrinkled as she thought, obviously trying to hold back laughter.

"He's kinda fugly…" A chubby blond woman of Hannah's age said from her spot next to the bed.

Hannah whipped around to look at her.

"He's standing right there!" Hannah shouted, her hands rising in the air.

"So, He's German?" the girl said in a clueless voice.

"And that makes it okay to insult him?"

The blond girl shook her head and blinked several times, conveying the thought of "well duh…"

"I do speak English you know." Bill stated, the woman with the black curly hair let out a giggle at his accent. "And thanks, I usually go for Fucking Ugly."

Hannah let out a bark of a laugh and said to Bill; "You've met my mother." She pointed to Mrs. Johnson.

Hannah's mother smiled at Bill brightly.

"That's Bailey, my runt of a sister." Hannah said pointing to the black haired person in front of Bill.

"HEY! I'm not short! I'm fun sized!" She said.
Bill saw a flash of a bright purple hearing aid in one of her ears.

He seemed to recall that Hannah had once said something about her sister being deaf.

She did talk sort of funny though.
She looked around eighteen.

"That's my dad." Hannah said.

A large man with a graying red beard and soft blue eyes came forward and shook Bill's hand.

The man was about the same height as Bill, only Bill seemed to be an inch or two taller.

"It's very nice to meet you!" The man said in a deep, accented voice.

"Same here." Bill smiled.

"That's Heather, my cousin, ignore her, she had to couth." Hannah stated, pointing to the blond in the corner.

"What the hell is couth?" she asked.

"The thing you don't have." Hannah's father said good naturedly.

Heather stuck out her tongue.
Bill could tell that Heather loved Hannah's father.

"And that's Morgan, Her husband Chris," Hannah said pointing to a man with a soft face and fine blond hair, "And this is Elisabeth!" Hannah said walking across the room and lifting up a small new born out of Morgan's arms.

She cradled the young thing like only a mother could.

Bill stood in the warm colored hospital room surrounded by Hannah's family.
He wasn't sure exactly where he belonged.

But he knew it was with Hannah.

Had Emily been here she surely would have said "AWAKWARD TURTLE!" rather loudly, just to get over the immensely awkward situation.

He felt the need to shout it himself, but he refrained from doing so as to not wake the baby or scare Hannah's family.

Bill walked over and looked down at the baby in Hannah's arms.
He set a hand on her shoulder when he saw that she was shaking.

He now knew why Hannah needed him there.

Hannah looked up at him and smiled brightly.

It was one of the fakest, most forced smiles Bill had ever seen.

"Sie ist so schön." Bill said in a breathless voice.

"What does that mean?" Chris asked in a quiet voice.
He seemed to be a rather quite person.

"It means she's beautiful." Bill and Hannah said at the same time.

Hannah wrinkled her nose at Bill in mirth.

He laughed and touched the baby's soft arm.
The young thing was asleep quite happily in Hannah's arms, her bright red hair sticking out from underneath her pink hat.

Morgan seemed to be dozing as Chris and Mr. Johnson talked in the corner.

Bailey and Heather were bouncing up and down in the corner, "We're gonna go get coffee." Bailey said before she and Heather left the room.

The touching scene before them obviously was too boring.

"You'll be godmother won't you?" Morgan whispered uncertainly.

Hannah's was obviously shocked, her eyes widened as her mouth stood agape. .

"I - me?" Hannah asked, uncertainly.

"Well of course you!" Morgan said in her little voice. She sounded quite a bit like Mrs. Johnson.

Hannah smiled slightly and rocked the baby back and forth.

Bill just smiled and brushed a hair out of Hannah's face absentmindedly.

"And you'll be godfather Bill."

Bill's head snapped up in confusion.
Morgan just smiled as Chris; her husband went to stand next to her.

"Warum ich? sie wissen nicht einmal, mir!"

Bill asked Hannah.

"Don't ask me!" Hannah said shrugging.

"I thought you didn't speak German…" Hannah's mother said.

"I don't."

Chris looked at her in a confused fashion.

"Come on! Look at the dude! He's as easy to read as a book!" Hannah said.

Bill rolled his eyes and said to Hannah's sister "why me as God father?"

Morgan looked up at him with a small smile.

"Because you were able to save Hannah from herself, we've been trying to do that since she was a teenager!" Morgan laughed, in true little sister fashion.

Even with the baby in her arms Hannah was able to flip Morgan off.

"Watch your fingers miss!" Hannah's father said tersely.

Hannah rolled her eyes.

Bill looked down at the baby in Hannah's arms.

"If you insist." Bill stated.

"Of course we do!" Chris said speaking up. "It's been in the plan from the get go."

Hannah just laughed slightly and rolled her eyes.

"You two are way too young for your own good, just wait until reality hits you, then you won't be as happy." Hannah almost cackled.

"Oh let them have their happiness!" Hannah's mother chided.

Bill rested his head on Hannah's shoulder and breathed deep her scent.