If you've never tried it, I highly suggest Tequila Pong....of course, the morning after wasn't fun, but so totally worth it. Anyway, I hope that everyone's having a fantastic day thus far. Can you believe it's only two more weeks until Thanksgiving? This semester has flown by. And it's supposed to snow on Friday, which is wonderful because I love snow, but really sucks because my winter coat is currently at home in my closet not doing me any good...maybe my mom will send it to me. With some cookies. Or some money. Screw the cookies, I just want the money.

Disclaimer: Clearly I don't own the characters.

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Ryan bolted awake at the sound of the commotion outside his door. He threw the covers off himself and poked his head out into the hallway. Seth's head appeared in his doorway a second later. Seth rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"What's going on?" He asked. Ryan shrugged and then they heard Kirsten yell and they both ran towards her bedroom.

"Mom?" Seth asked breathlessly. She was sitting up in bed cringing. "What's the matter? Where's Dad?"

"Right here," a muffled voice came from their closet. Sandy came out with a bag in one hand and the phone in the other. The phone he handed off to Seth. "I'm taking your mother to the hospital. Wait an hour, call your grandparents and then meet us there." Sandy then quickly crossed over, placed an arm around his wife's waist and helped her to her feet.

"Are you in labor?" Ryan asked. He was now wide awake and nervously watching as Kirsten and Sandy slowly made their way out of the room.

"My water broke," Kirsten confirmed.

"Do we have to wait an hour? Can't we just come now?" Seth whined. He didn't want to miss anything.

"Seth, trust me, this is going to take awhile. You took your good old time coming out, and I'm sure that your younger sibling will follow suit," Sandy told him.

"But Dad..." Seth started.

"Fine," Sandy said. "Get dressed and meet us there." Seth grinned and he and Ryan ran back to their rooms throwing clothes on haphazardly. Sandy helped Kirsten into the car and shoved the car in reverse and peeled out of the driveway. He kept one hand on the steering wheel, and the other tightly in her grip. She had woken him up fifteen minutes before with a gentle nudge.

"Sandy?" She had said softly. And then when he didn't wake up, and a wave of contractions hit her, she hit him a little harder. "Sandy?" Nothing. She had known that her husband was a deep sleeper, but this was just ridiculous. "SANDY!" With a shove, she knocked him off the bed and that certainly woke him up.

"What was that for?" He asked rubbing the side that he had landed on.

"Sandy, I think I'm in labor." Well, that did it. Sandy jumped to his feet.

"Are you sure?"

"Well, yeah, pretty sure," Kirsten said. "Considering my water just broke."

"Right. Okay. Right. I have to...get the bag and call the hospital and call your father and my mother and wake up the boys...." Kirsten placed a calming hand on Sandy's arm. Sandy leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I love you." He placed a hand on her stomach and felt the contraction under his hand the same time that she did. She moaned and he raced into the closet to grab the bag that was already packed.

Sandy pulled up to the hospital in record time, hopped out, and ran to open Kirsten's door for her. Kirsten had the foresight to pre-register, and Sandy didn't have to fill out any paper work, which meant that he didn't have to leave his wife's side for a second. They got her situated and Sandy sat down next to her, her hand in his, and got ready for what he saw to be a very long night ahead of them.

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It was Julie who answered the phone when Seth called his grandfather's house.

"Hello?" She asked sleepily. In Julie's experience, late night calls were never a good thing, and she immediately wondered what had happened.

"Um, this is Seth," he said. He still wasn't sure what to call her. Julie? Mrs. Nichol? Grandma? For some reason, Seth didn't think Julie would appreciate him calling her Grandma. In fact, he could foresee her throttling him.

"Seth, it's three in the morning," Julie complained looking at the clock next to her. Caleb stirred and opened his eyes. "What could you possibly want?"

"Who is it?" He asked.

"Seth."

"Is Kirsten in labor?" Caleb was wide awake now, and Julie wondered why she hadn't thought of that.

"Mom's in labor," Seth announced on the phone. "Dad just took her to the hospital and Ryan and I are on our way."

"We'll be there soon," Julie told him hanging up the phone to fill in her husband on the details.

"Who is next?" Ryan asked. He was driving while Seth was making the phone calls.

"The Nana," Seth said. He dialed his grandmother's number in New York. It was six in the morning there, and since Sophie Cohen was an early riser, she picked up on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Nana? It's Seth."

"Sethela! It's three in the morning there, isn't it?"

"Mom's in labor," Seth explained.

"I'll get on the first flight I can," Sophie told her grandson. "How's your mother doing?"

"I don't know," Seth admitted. "It happened so fast. We're on our way to the hospital now."

"I'll call you when I know when my flight is," Sophie said.

"Okay."

"And send your mother my love, and tell her good luck," Sophie said. There was a stunned pause on the other end. "Seth, I don't hate her. She's having my grandchild right now, the least I can do is send my love." Seth finished up the conversation with his grandmother, and then hung up the phone.

"Anyone left to call?" Ryan asked.

"I promised Summer I'd call, but I'm wondering if I should wait. I really want to live to see my new brother or sister, and I'm afraid that she will rip out my jugular if I wake her up." But Summer had insisted that she be called the minute something happened. She had become quite attached to Kirsten, and Seth sometimes wondered if that was necessarily a good thing.

"Call her," Ryan suggested. "She'll kill you if the baby is born and she's not informed."

"I'm damned if I do, I'm damned if I don't," Seth moaned. He dialed Summer's number and she answered with,

"What the hell Cohen?"

"My mother went into labor," Seth said quickly.

"No way! That's so exciting. Are you at the hospital now?"

"We just pulled up," Seth said. "If you want to, you can come down in a few hours."

"A few hours?" Summer repeated and he could hear that she was heartbroken.

"Well, you can come now, but my dad said that it's going to be a long night, and I didn't know if you wanted to get some more sleep....you can come down whenever you want."

"I'll be down as soon as I can throw some clothes on and leave a note for my dad," Summer told him and then she hung up the phone. Summer grabbed some jeans and threw on a sweater, as she scribbled a note for father. The sad part was that she knew that she really didn't have to leave him a note. He probably wouldn't have noticed her missing in the morning, but just in case, she left the note on the kitchen table and started her car and drove to the hospital.

Seth was so lucky, she thought for the millionth time. Not only did he have super parents, but he had Ryan and now a new baby sibling.

What did she have? Her father who was never around, and her stepmother who was too doped up on painkillers to actually notice Summer.

But she wouldn't think about that. Tonight she was going to pretend to be a part of the Cohen family.

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Kirsten's contractions were closer together, and Sandy was holding her hand and brushing the damp pieces of blonde hair from her forehead.

"Oh God," she moaned and she tightened her grip on Sandy's hand.

"Oh God is right," he muttered to himself, but focused on her and her pain instead of the throbbing in his right hand. He would have to subtly switch hands so that if she was going to break something, it would be in his left hand. Instead of voicing his pains, he stroked her hair, and told her that to breathe through the pain and that it was all going to be over soon.

"Breathe through the pain?" Kirsten yelled at him. "Let's try to push a watermelon out of your nose and tell you all the while to breathe through the pain! Oh God, Sandy. Make it stop, make it go away. Get this damned kid out of me!" Tears were rolling down her face and it broke Sandy's heart.

"I'm sorry gorgeous," Sandy said as he kissed her forehead. "I would if I could."

"You are never touching me again," she warned. Sandy just nodded. It was what she had yelled at him when Seth was born too. It was better to try to not piss her off any further.

The doctor came in to check on her, and announced that it was time to take Kirsten to the delivery room.

"Already?" Sandy asked glancing at his watch. It was seven in the morning. Kirsten had been in labor with Seth for twelve hours. Only four had passed this time. And while Kirsten would argue that four was still an awfully long time, it was much shorter than Seth's.

"Oh thank God," Kirsten exclaimed collapsing against the bed after her series of contractions were through. The last time that Sandy had checked out in the waiting room, Seth, Summer, Marissa, and Ryan were all playing a game of cards, Caleb was asleep in the chair, and Julie was reading Vogue. His mother had gotten on a flight about an hour ago and was due to arrive in another three hours. Sandy had been sure that she would make it in time, but it seemed that she wouldn't.

He had barely enough time to run into the waiting room before they took her up.

"They're taking her to the delivery room right now," Sandy announced.

"So soon?" Seth asked. Sandy nodded, all grins, and ran back to join his wife.

"I thought that this was going to take hours?" Seth questioned. Ryan shrugged and returned to the card game.

"Don't question it, for your mother's sake, and for ours, just be glad that this kid was eager to make an entrance in this world," Julie commented not looking up from the magazine.

"What do you think it's going to be?" Summer asked getting bored and placing her cards down.

"A boy," Seth said. "It has to be a boy. I have to have an heir to teach my ways."

"I hope it's a girl," Marissa said sticking her tongue out at Seth and grinning. "Just to make Seth mad, and because the last thing we need is another Seth Cohen." Both Ryan and Summer laughed, and Seth looked insulted.

"This is true," Ryan said.

"Well, what do you think Ryan? Boy or girl?" Summer asked.

"I don't care," Ryan said.

"I didn't ask if you cared what it would be, I asked what you thought it would be," Summer said. "I think it's going to be a girl too."

"A boy," Caleb spoke up. They all glanced over in surprise. They had thought that he was still sleeping. "Maybe a football player this time."

"Have they picked out a name?" Julie asked putting her magazine down and deciding that this conversation was more interesting, albeit ever so slightly, than the article that she was reading.

"Not that I know of," Seth said.

"Well that's because after Seth mentioned the name Moonbeam, they stopped letting us be involved in that conversation," Ryan said rolling his eyes. They all discussed names that they thought the new Baby Cohen could be called until a giddy Sandy appeared in the doorway to the waiting room grinning from ear to ear.

"How's Kirsten?" Ryan asked immediately.

"She's exhausted. She was amazing though," Sandy said smiling.

"So, is it a boy that I can mold to follow my ways?" Seth asked.

"Sorry son," Sandy said. "It's a little girl. Ten fingers, ten toes. Seven pounds, three ounces. She's perfect. She looks just like her mother already."

"Well, I guess that's okay," Seth said. "I can still mold her."

"Congratulations," Summer said hitting her boyfriend on the arm.

"Can we see Kirsten?" Ryan asked. "And the baby?"

"Sure, they're still cleaning them both up, but in a few minutes you can come back. Just be gentle with Kirsten, she's still trying to recover." Ryan nodded, and Sandy disappeared behind the double doors.

"A girl!" Marissa and Summer squealed.

"A granddaughter," Caleb said grinning.

"Sorry Grandpa, no football player," Seth said placing a hand on his grandfather's shoulders.

"Maybe next time," Julie said shrugging.

"Next time?" Seth looked horrified at the thought. "No this is it. We're a three children family." His parents weren't having sex ever again. Seth had finally accepted that they had sex twice to produce both him and now his baby sister, but that was it.

Ryan meanwhile, couldn't stop grinning. Three children. He was one of those three children. It was amazing that they considered him a son.

But what was more amazing was that he considered them to be his family as well. And he couldn't wait to see Kirsten and the new baby.

His new baby sister.

"Come on back guys," Sandy's voice interrupted his thoughts and Ryan followed his excited brother back to their sister.

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Okay, so that seems like a good enough place as any to stop for now. The next chapter will be up as soon as I can get it up. Please, please review and tell me what you thought of it! And if you have any good name suggestions, I'm a little stuck on a name for her. I have two that I really like, but I'm open to suggestions.