Stacy screamed in the hospital bed. She was sweating, in pain and cutting off the circulation in Amy's hand. Amy winced as Stacy squeezed her hand. Christy was sat at the next bed fanning Chris who was out cold again. Stacy looked over at the two of them. If she hadn't been in so much exruciating pain she probably would have laughed at them.
"He's so much help" she said sarcastically" almost the full nine months i've been pregnant he's been fainting on me"
Amy laughed "nice to see you can still be sarcastic when you're giving birth"
"I can't take anymore" she cried!
"It's ok, it's almost over" the nurse told her.
"Come on Stace you get thrown about in the ring every week, you can handle this" Christy said trying to be helpful.
Stacy raised an eyebrow at her.
"You can't even describe how painful this is, there isn't a word for it" Stacy told her.
"It's nearly over" Amy said while siping her forehead with a damp cloth.
"I'm gonna kill Randy Orton for doing this to me" she screamed.
"Ok maybe this is a bad time" came a voice from the door.
Stacy looked up and her eyes narrowed as they landed on Randy Orton. He stood nervously in the doorway unsure of what to do next.
"What the hell do you want?" she asked
"It's my baby to, i don't want to miss this" he replied feeling more confident as he went and sat by her.
"You're just lucky Chris is too busy being unconcious to throw you out" she told him.
"Stacy please.."he started
"One last push" the nurse interupted pushing Randy out of the way. Stacy screamed at the top of her lungs.
The room was silent for a moment. Stacy lay back on the bed and a crying sound filled the room.
"It's a girl" The nurse told them all.
Christy who had been helping Chris from the bed let go of his arm so he fell to the floor ran over to see the new baby. Everyone crowded round as Stacy looked down at the tiny baby in her arms. She felt tears glistening in her eyes.
"Oh my god Stacy are you ok?" asked Amy
"Yeah i'm fine" she laughed through her tears.
She looked at Randy for a moment. She bit her lower lip in thought.
"Do you want to hold her?" she asked softly and Randy took the tiny baby.
He smiled down at his daughter.
"She's so cute" Christy exclaimed.
"She looks like you" Stacy told Randy.
It was like they were the only three people in the room. Just Randy Stacy and their baby.
"What shall we call her?" he asked quietly.
"How about Chloe?" she asked,
"Chloe Keibler" he said to himself.
"No Chloe Orton" She corrected.
Randy smiled at her.
"Really?" he asked with a bright smile
Stacy shrugged her shoulder. She yawned loudly as she nodded her head.
Randy put Chloe down in the crib and sat by Stacy who had fallen asleep completly exhausted. He psuhed a stray strand of hair from her face and watched over The love of his life and his daughter.
