A/N: Last update before school starts, I'm crying here folks! This should be a decent chapter, hope y'all like it!

It's a girl!

John's POV:

I had quickly thrown on a pair of scrubs that a nurse had handed me, and was about to walk into the room, when the doctor stopped me.

"Just so you know, this is a dangerous situation we have here. Now I can handle this, and your wife and daughter should be fine. But, if there is a problem it will come down to choosing between saving your wife, or saving the baby."

"What? Well, if it gets to that point, uh, there's no choice. You've got to save Sara." I replied, dumbfounded by what he was telling me. He nodded his head, and explained Sara's condition to me, but it all went in one ear and out the other. I couldn't believe that it was this bad. Oh God, please let them BOTH make it through this. The doctor went in, and I took my place next to a drugged Sara.

"Hey John, these drugs are really nice!" Sara muttered.

"Yea, they seem like it." I answered, watching as Sara was cut open.

"It feels like they are pushing on me, but then again it kind of tickles!" Sara said, starring straight at the ceiling.

Oh shit, I'm going to be sick. I've never been a fan of watching someone get cut open, especially when that someone is my wife. In a matter of seconds, the baby was out. It felt like a century until the got the baby to start crying, and then I relaxed. A big smile spread across Sara's face when she heard the crying, and she instantly wanted to see the baby. They got the baby thoroughly checked out, and cleaned up, and then finally let Sara see little Brianna, all while she had been stitched back up.

"Oh my God, she's so small!" Sara gasped.

"Yea, she is. She is a month early though." I replied, just gazing down in awe.

A nurse cut our time short, and took Brianna to the premature baby area, where she was placed in this big clear case thing. We were both informed that since Brianna was premature, she would have to stay in the incubator for a few days, for observation. I received the birth certificate, all of this was too surreal!

Brianna Morgan Cena 5 lbs 3 oz 16.5 inches April 15th

Sara was taken into recovery, and I went out to tell everyone about Brianna. I was stormed when I left the OR by Chris, Jenna, Randy, Andrea, and Sara's mom, all of them firing off questions.

"How is she?" Chris asked, leaning on his crutch.

"How's the baby?" Sara's mom asked.

"Did everything go alright?" Andrea questioned.

"Hold up everybody, hold up! Sara's fine, and so is Brianna. She's so small, but still perfect." I informed them.

"I'm an uncle!" Chris shouted hugging Andrea.

"I'm a grandma! John, you should call your parents!" Sara's mom exclaimed.

"Oh yea, I'll be right back. Sara's in recovery now." I said as I ran to the payphone. I put in the change, and then dialed my parent's number, knowing full well that everyone would be waiting for a call.

"John did she have the baby yet?" My brother Seam asked as he answered the phone.

"Dude, how did you know that it was me calling?" I asked, amused.

"Man I've been answering the phone like that for hours now! So, did she have the ba… Mom hang on a second!" Sean shouted. I heard them exchange words, and then my mom took control of the phone.
"Well, did she have the baby?"

"Yea, it was a c-section. It's a girl, Brianna Morgan Cena. She was 5 lb 3 oz!" I said.

"Thank God! Guys, it's a girl! Brianna Morgan!" My mom yelled, telling everyone in my house the news. I heard everyone cheer, and then my mom came back on the phone.

"Your dad and I are going to fly down tomorrow, your brothers will get down here too, cept they are driving! Well, go back to Sara! Tell her we said congratulations! Bye John!" My mom excitedly said.

"Alright, bye mom." I replied as I hung up the phone. Boy was this hospital going to be crowded in a few days!

Sara's POV, 3 days later:

I still can't believe that I'm a mom! It all happened so fast, and now Brianna is here! I get to go home tomorrow, and hopefully Brianna will be coming home with us, that is if everything goes good today!

My body seems to not believe that I'm a mom either. Despite how huge my boobs are, there is no milk. Go figure! I won't be able to breast feed, which I'm not to upset about! I've been able to see Brianna a lot, and have held her twice. John has been great so far, and I can already see that he's gonna be a great dad. John's family is all here now, so my hospital room is jam-packed full! It's ok though, I like being around friends and family.

Randy had to get back on the road, but Jenna is staying in Florida with us. She will be moving in, and since I'm hoping to be back on the road in a month, (Wishful thinking!) she will be like a nanny or something with Brianna. John is even going back on the road, although he still can't be wrestling. Man I can't wait to go home!

Day Later:

"Sara, you all ready to go home?" John asked me.

"You betcha!" I replied, picking up the baby carrier containing Brianna.

We all left the hospital, and then headed back to our house for some pizza and a good ole fashion welcome home get together!

A/N: It's kinda short for me, but I just wanted to get this updated! Just so you know, I was going to have the baby die, but I can't do that! My softness took control, and made my finger hold the backspace button down, erasing any thoughts of a dead baby! Please review, and tell me what ya thought! Peace out homies!