Abuhin, JoJoLookAlike1220, RTds9 – Thanks for the reviews. When I didn't get anything for Ch 5, I started wondering if I was beating a dead horse. I'm glad to know that people are still liking this story.

A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 7 – Its Time

It was shortly after two in the morning and Miranda had just fallen asleep when she felt a sharp pain shoot through her stomach. Groaning, she rubbed her stomach and rolled onto her side. She didn't give the pain much attention at first because the baby had been craving some strange foods lately and Miranda just figured it was a little indigestion. "Damn hot peppers."

A few minutes later, the pain returned and it finally fully woke Miranda up. Lying there, "I can't wait till I'm eating normal food again," she whined to herself as she rubbed her stomach, trying to calm it down. Glancing at the clock, she rolled her eyes as she saw it was still early morning.

When, her stomach had finally settled down, Miranda slowly drifted back to sleep. Suddenly, the pain hit again and this time a little worse. Hissing in pain, she sat up holding her stomach. "David," she said softly through clenched teeth. Glancing at the clock again, the third attack seemed to come about ten minutes after the second one.

As another wave of a pain hit, she reached out to wake Gordo but unintentionally ended up slapping him in the face. "Gordo!" she snarled in pain.

"Ow!" Gordo said and slowly sat up, rubbing the side of his face. "I thought we agreed you'd stop hitting me."

"It hurts," was all she said.

Gordo immediately went into over protective mode. "Contractions?"

Miranda nodded as she started taking deep breaths. Jumping out of bed, Gordo grabbed the phone by the bed. As he threw on a pair of wind pants and a buttoned shirt, he dialed Dr. Taylor's number. After a brief conversation, Dr. Taylor told him to go to the hospital and she would meet them there. Hanging up, he quickly threw on a pair of socks and sneakers.

After helping Miranda out of bed, he quickly went to her closet and got her over-night bag. As he was helping her downstairs, Gordo was trying his best to keep himself together but inside he was a nervous wreck. It was like a thousand thoughts were running threw his brain at once. He had no idea how he was staying so calm or how he knew what he was supposed to do.

Because it was late at night and there was barely any traffic, they made it to the hospital in record time. Plus, it helped that Gordo had broken almost every traffic law en route to the hospital.

After checking in, Dr. Taylor checked in on Miranda and told them they still had sometime before Miranda would actually give birth. She brought them to Miranda's room and told them she would check back on them in a few minutes.

Gordo tried his best to comfort Miranda but she was getting frustrated and tired, and she started snapping at him.

"Could be a little while longer," Miranda grumbled to herself as she remembered what Dr. Taylor had told her. Hissing as another wave of pain hit her, she crushed Gordo's hand that she was holding. She glared at him, looking like she wanted to rip his head off. "You ever touch me again, I'll snap you in two," she growled at him.

Rubbing his hand and giving her a false smile. Gordo wasn't sure if she was serious or not, he only knew that he really didn't want to find out.

Roughly about mid-morning, Mrs. Sanchez was pacing around the waiting room. During a break, Gordo had called both sets of parents and told them that Miranda was in labor.

Mr. Sanchez sat in one of the chairs watching her. Shifting a little, he tried not to wake a sleeping Gabby who's head was leaning against his shoulder. "Honey sit down. You're gonna wear yourself out."

"Eduardo. She's having a baby, I am not going to relax until I know they're alright," Mrs. Sanchez snapped at her husband and continued her pacing. "She's been in there for hours. I hope everything is alright."

Mrs. Gordon sat nearby, equally as nervous but sitting quietly in a chair. A few minutes later, Mr. Gordon walked back in carrying four coffees. After he handed some coffee to his in-laws, he walked over to his wife and sat down next to her. "Any word?" he asked her and Mrs. Gordon shook her head no.

As Mrs. Sanchez continued to pace and the rest sat around impatiently waiting for a little while longer until they heard the swinging doors open. Everyone looked up and seeing Gordo walk through, the four who had been sitting jumped to their feet.

Mrs. Gordon watched her son walk into the waiting room, "David?"

At first Gordo kept his face blank and watched in amusement how agitated they were getting. Finally breaking into a huge grin, "It's a boy," he told them.

Both grandmothers shouted in joy and hugged each other as Mr. Gordon and Mr. Sanchez congratulated Gordo.

"What's his name?" Gabby asked.

"Jason Mathew Gordon."

"Can we see them?" Mrs. Sanchez asked after giving Gordo a fierce hug.

"In a little bit. They're cleaning up the baby a little and running a few tests and Miranda needs a few to rest. The nurse will come get you in about an hour or so. I gotta get back," Gordo said.

"Go. We'll take care of everything," Mrs. Gordon told her son.

The new grandmothers looked at each other with huge grins. "We have to call Jo," Mrs. Sanchez said.

"Of course," Mrs. Gordon told her. When Lizzie and Todd had had Rebecca, Mrs. McGuire good naturally rubbed in the fact she was a grandmother now.

An hour later, the family was surrounding Miranda's hospital bed as she cradled Jason in her arms.

"He adorable," Mrs. Sanchez cooed as she kissed her own daughter's forehead and stroked her head.

Mrs. Gordon chuckled, "He looks like his father," Everyone laughed as Gordo looked at his mother.

"I so wanna baby-sit my little nephew," Gabby told her big sister.

"Maybe when he's a little older," Miranda told her as she adjusted the blanket Jason was wrapped in.

After everyone had left, an exhausted Miranda had fallen asleep for the rest of the morning. Stirring a few hours later, she heard Gordo chuckling. Slowly opening her eyes, she turned her head and saw Gordo sitting in a chair next to her bed cradling Jason.

She grinned as she heard Gordo talking softly to their son. Miranda just laid there quietly watching them for a little while.

Gordo, feeling someone watching him, glanced at her and seeing she was awake, smiled at her. "Hey. How do you feel?"

"Tired and hungry," Miranda smiled as Gordo laughed at her comment.

After Gordo carefully transferred Jason into Miranda's arms, he stretched a little. "I'll go see if I can find some food for you," he said after giving her a small kiss.

Miranda watched Gordo walk out and then looked down at the baby in her arms. The little baby cooed up at his mother and she couldn't help but smile. As Jason let out a yawn, Miranda settled him in the crook of her arm and watched him fall asleep.

"Its weird. This little boy grew inside me and now here he is in my arms," Miranda gently wrapped the blanket a little tighter around Jason. She was amazed as she felt a motherly instinct just naturally kick in. Carefully leaning forward, she gently kissed the top of his head and just sat there watching over him as he slept. "Sleep tight little prince."

A/N 2 – I have an idea for a 6th story, it would be the last story for the Fairytale Collection, but I don't know if I should write it. It'll depend on the reaction I get for this and the final chapter. I want to make sure that people want to read it and I'm not just trying to drag this series out. It would focus on Jason and one of the three girls; Sasha Tudgeman, Rebecca Braden (Lizzie's daughter), or Amanda Craft. I have ideas for all three girls but I'd like some input on which girl I should use. Basically, in your review tell me if you want me to do a 6th story and who you'd like to see be the female lead.