A/N: Sorry for the delay on this chapter. I was stumped on how to proceed and then got distracted by some seasonal stories.

Thanks AlexBGoode for your continued comments. As a reply to "Farouk should be a Riggs now." I think that is a decision that Farouk would need to make as an older adopted child. I'm leaving him with his last name so he can celebrate his cultural heritage.

POV: Megan Hunt-Riggs

Pregnancy Journal: 37 weeks

37 weeks! 1 week left of work.

Exercise – I'm done. Other than Yoga.

Work – my replacement is doing fine learning the procedures. Hopefully they can adapt to the clinic environment.

Are these Contractions real or just Braxton Hicks? And how am I to sleep if I continually need to get up and pee. Seriously! This is crazy.

Nathan arranged a friend to come and take a last round of pregnancy photos. They are amazing. I proudly posted a photo of my naked belly with the beautiful scar of my abdominal transplant. I love the comments from my Seattle family. I really miss them.

I wasn't feeling great, but knew I had a few items to get done at work today. My weekly prenatal appointment with Dr Montgomery wasn't until Friday after I was finished at work. I wasn't sure I was going to make it until Friday. 2.5 more days of work. At least I don't have to change a million times a day in and out of scrubs, and my maternity uniform is so comfy.

By the end of the day, my back is aching and I'm glad that Nathan is picking me up. "How am I going to make it two more days?" she says to Nathan as she slides into the car. Nathan takes me home and treats me royally, making dinner, pouring me a bath and rubbing my back. I'm really no fun right now, heading to bed by 8pm. Nathan and Farouk stay up and do homework, then sit playing video games.

Thursday morning Nathan drops me off at work and at lunch time I'm phoning him saying "My water broke."

His phone is picked up by the OR Nurse as he's in surgery. Nathan calls for a replacement surgeon to supervise the procedure he's watching and signs out for his paternity leave. He calls Dr Montgomery to let her know we are on our way as he heads to pick up Megan. Thankfully the traffic wasn't too bad as LA rush hour hasn't started. While driving he uses his hands free setup and calls Seattle.

Nathan: "Hi, Ma."

Evelyn: "Hi Nathan, Everything OK?"

Nathan: "Meg's water just broke, I'm heading to get her and we are heading to the hospital."

Evelyn: "Thanks for letting me know. I have Owen's kids here now. I'll fly down tomorrow or Saturday."

Nathan: "Thanks, I'll let Meg know."

Megan and Nathan arrive at the birth centre and are checked into their room. They settle into the birthing suite and Megan removes the oversized army scrub pants she'd grabbed after her uniform pants got soaked when her water broke. The advantage of working in the hospital, plenty of scrubs to change into as needed. She slips on a hospital gown and wanders the room between contractions. The contractions are quite close together and she's wondering how far along she is.

Addison walks into the room saying, "Looks like we're having a baby today! Let's get you on the bed so I can examine you."

Nathan helps Megan up onto the bed and stands beside her holding her hand. Skipping the stirrups, Addison has Megan place her legs in butterfly pose knowing this position is not only more comfortable, but saves some dignity. "You are 7 cm dilated and the head is engaged."

"7cm already?" Megan asks.

"Yes, so now is the time to consider pain meds. Are you still saying no?"

"I'm good. This isn't too bad," Megan says.

"Soldiers!" Addison says shaking her head.

"She's always had a high pain tolerance," Nathan said.

"And I can't handle any more demerol or fentanyl. It gives me the shakes," Megan said.

"So hang out here. Feel free to get up and move, or use the yoga ball. I'll be in to check on you regularly."

"Thanks, Addison," Megan says. "Nathan, call Farouk please?"

"Will do. Do you want out of the bed first?"

"Yes. I think standing hurt less." Megan stands and leans on Nathan. He puts one arm around her and calls Farouk one-handed. Megan's contractions were coming frequently and getting stronger.

POV: Nathan Riggs

It wasn't that much longer before Megan was at full dilation and I am on the bed behind Megan, holding her, rubbing her back. She's squatting holding onto the birthing bar for support and is ready to deliver our little girl.

Addison supports the infant's head encouraging another push. "Another push and we'll have the shoulders."

After Megan pushes out our little girl, I help Megan lay down on the bed and Addison places her onto Megan's bare chest. After the cord stops pulsing, and is clamped, Addison asks, "Daddy are you ready to cut the cord?"

"Please," I say, accepting the scissors and cutting the cord.

Addison and the nurses quickly clean up after the delivery, settling Megan and our girl back into bed. We are left to cuddle with our bundle of joy. The lactation consultant came in and was helping Megan with nursing. She showed us some tips and tricks and things to look out for to avoid bad habits that often lead sore nipples or other issues.

"We need a name, Meg," Nathan says.

"Brianna Evelyn," she says.

"It's beautiful," he said. "We should call Farouk and Ma."

POV: Farouk

Dad just called me. I have a sister. I really want to see mom and meet my little sister, but I have no way of getting there. It's too far from Malibu to the hospital. There's a knocking at the door. I look out and it's Jason. "Jason, what are you doing here?"

"Mom is here to drive you to the hospital."

"Really? Thanks," I say grabbing my phone and keys and locking up the house.

"Thanks for the ride," I say to Jason's mom.

"No problem Farouk. Do you want to stop for food on our way? Or have you already had dinner?" Jason's mom replies knowing she had two teenaged boys in her car.

"Food would be good."

"Can we stop for tacos?" Jason asks.

"Farouk, is that OK with you?"

"Sounds good," I say. We stop by for tacos on our way and eat in the car. It's over an hour drive to the hospital so I text Dad that we are nearly there. When I arrive he is leaning against a post waiting for me. I get out of the car and thank Jason and his mom before heading inside with dad.

"Farouk, this is your baby sister, Brianna Evelyn."

"She's beautiful, mom," I say unsure of what to do next.

"Do you want to hold her?" Mom asks me.

"Sure," I say hesitantly. I've never held a baby so small, so new.

"Come sit down here," Dad says and soon Mom is placing Brianna in my arms and sitting down beside me. She slides her arm around my shoulder providing encouragement as I hold my little sister.

POV: Addison Montgomery

I don't do many uneventful daytime births. Being an OB/GYN you'd think I would attend more basic deliveries, but I specialized in maternal-fetal medicine/fetal surgery and neonatal surgery. I am one of the top fetal and neonatal surgeons in the country, so most of my patients are high-risk. Many I don't see through their whole pregnancy, they travel to me in the last months as high risk factors are found.

Working with Megan and Nathan was a nice refresher, a successful delivery. A full term healthy baby girl. I will need to call Meredith and thank her for the referral of a healthy wonderful family. I was glad there hadn't been any issues with her previous surgeries and scar tissue.

I add a note to Megan's file, to have her review the regimen that her dermatologist suggested after her surgery and offer a referral to a dermatologist or dietitian. I finish up my notes and go check once on their family before heading home.

Knocking on the door, I open it slowly not wanting to startle anyone. I see the family of four settled on the couch. Farouk is sitting holding his baby sister. He looks so sweet. "Sorry to interrupt, I was just going to do a final check before heading home," I say quietly.

"No problem, Addison. All seems to be going well," Megan said.

"Has she been fed yet?"

"Yes. But I'm getting hungry," Megan says.

"Nathan and Farouk, if you could give us some privacy while I do the exam. There are some snacks in the patient lounge. If you want more than toast, fruit cups, jello or pudding, you'll need to head down to the cafeteria."

"Toast with peanut butter and jam sounds great, Nate," Megan says looking at her husband.

"Sure. We'll be back. Would you like a tea with that?" Nathan checks.

"If they have something herbal that would be great. No caffeine," Megan says.

"Got it. See you tomorrow Addison," he says.

"I'll be in tomorrow morning. I have an early surgery so it'll be after that," Addison says.

"Thanks Addison," Megan says.

POV: Evelyn Hunt

"Congratulations Nanna. A new baby girl!" Megan sent along with a few photos.

I was so happy. Megan had a healthy baby girl. Brianna Evelyn. Born at 37.5 weeks, strawberry blond hair, blue eyes, 8lbs 2oz and 20 inches long.

I quickly called my travel agent and booked a flight for Saturday to LA. Megan and I had already talked of me coming down for a week. I checked my calendar and had a few church events to hand off. I called up my friend and asked her to organize the baking as I wouldn't be there. She congratulated me and told me to enjoy my trip.

Friday I boxed up some items from the fridge that wouldn't last while I was gone, loaded the car and headed over to Owen's. Owen was off in the morning so he invited me in for coffee. He took the box from me, looking at the contents, he said, "Milk, cream, yogourt, lasagne and a pumpkin pie. You spoil us!"

"Can you give me a ride to the airport tomorrow?"

"Teddy can, I'm at work," he said, having already checked the schedule.

"What about the kids?"

"I'll take them into daycare for the morning. Teddy can pick them up once she's dropped you off."

"Thanks."

POV: Megan Hunt-Riggs

Although I love the Labour, Delivery and Recovery suite here I really want to go home with my family. I am up early, I've showered and fed Brianna. I am ready to go home, I just need to be cleared. As a patient I know this is the hardest part of a hospital stay, the last few hours, waiting for the final clearance, the discharge papers.

"Meg, I brought you some breakfast," Nathan said walking in. He'd gone home last light with Farouk and had dropped him off at school this morning.

"Thanks. I wish we had more family here," she said grabbing the smoothie and muffin.

"Ma is coming down tomorrow," he said, picking up Brianna and placing a kiss on her forehead.