Alright thanks everybody who gave me ideas. I got reviews saying for different genders so that's the way I'm going. I've got great ideas, now and I've decided to make a trilogy. I don't know if the whole Lily and Jackson thing will happen anymore though.

Lilys P O V as usual.

"Oh my goodness!" she cried.

"Oliver! Lilys water broke! Help me get her to the car!" she screamed.

Oliver came zipping in, and grabbed the left side of me and Miley got the right side of me.

"The baby is early!" he said.

"You're not supposed to go into labor for another three weeks," he said.

"I know, I can't help it!" I screamed. I was in pain already as they got me into the car and Miley called Johnny at work to get him to the hospital.

Oliver got all my paper work and they wheeled me to a room. I was in the most pain of my life. My parents showed up and wished me luck.

"Hello Lily, I'm going to mesure you again," the doctor said, his fifth time measureing me.

"Enough centimeters! Everyone needs to go! At the next contraction, you are going to push as hard as you've ever pushed before okay?"

I nodded even though I was in so much pain.

Oliver stayed behind and held my hand. I seriously almost broke it from pushing so hard.

"Alright! see the head!" said the doctor.

"Here it comes! It's a girl!" she announced.

"Oh Lily! She's beautiful!" exclaimed Oliver. He had tears in his eyes.

I let go of his hand to endure the worst pain in my life.

"I'll be right back okay?" he asked.

I nodded. He than ran out the doors.

"I'm a dad! I'm a father! It's a girl! I get to raise her! She's mine! I'm a dad!" he yelled through the entire hospital.

When he came back he claimed he went to get a drink.

"Anyways your mom and dad and Miley and Johnny were wondering if they could come see her."

"Yeah bring them in," I said.

"Do you think you are ready for visitors?" asked a nurse.

"It'll be better, " I assured.

"So what's her name?" asked Miley when she walked in.

"Madison Miley Oken."

"Very pretty," she said.

All of a sudden, she started coughing and was struggling to breathe.

"Doctor!" I shouted.

A nurse came, took one look at her and took her away, no questions asked.

A ton of nurses started to work on her, using everything they could to revive her.

"Hey Lily," said someone. I turned to the door to see Jackson and Robby.

"What's going on?" asked Robby.

"They took my baby away," I said crying.

"What's wrong?" asked Jackson.

"I don't know," I said.

A nurse came and said,"Madison was born three weeks premature, so her lungs are not very developed. We have her hooked up to a machine that will help her. We need to keep her over night, and Lily we would like to keep you too.

I cried harder.

"Will she be alright?" asked Oliver. He held my hand again.

"We don't know at this stage. You're going to have to pray, but I'd say the chances are about twenty five to fifty percent of her living."

I cried even harder.

Miley assured me everything would be okay.

"Remember when you got your tonsils out, but you still song a duet with me at the karaoke bar the next day?" she asked.

"yeah," I said. "what does that have to do with this?" I asked.

"Because you are a fighter, and so is Oliver, so your child will be a fighter. I promise she'll be okay. Noone with that cool of a name could die."

"What is it?" asked Jackson.

"Madison Miley Oken," I said.

"Huh, I don't know about the middle name," he joked. Miley elbowed him.

"if it was a boy, we were going to have your name as the middle name."

Jackson smiled. After every body left, letting me know they'd pray for me, Oliver, and Madison, I fell asleep exhausted. Oliver slept on the couch.

The next morning they let me go but all i could think about was Madison. I went there everyday to visit, and prayed every night for her to be all right. Two and half weeks passed and they still couldn't tell me anything until I got a phone call.

"Lily Oken?" someone asked.

"this is her," I said.

"We would like to invite you down at the hospital to pick up your daughter."

I cried of happiness and ran to get Oliver. That day we brought her home, played with her, and loved her, read her stories, tucked her in at night, changed her diapers, and fed her. We were a happy family. For weeks all I could do was be with her. Miley was put on bed rest so Madison (Maddie) and I went over to visit her.

"Hey Miley. Do you have your nursery all planned out?"

"Yeah. I'm so excited to have my baby," she said.

"It's a great thing. I'm a mother," I said.

Miley smiled.

"Which brings me to my next point. I know we don't go to church very much, but we still want to get Madison baptized, and we were wondering if you would like to be the god parents?" I asked.

"I'm sure Johnny would agree that we would love too," she said.

"Great."

AFter a while Maddie and I went home and we went to sleep. A few more weeks passed and it was Mileys due date. She never went into the labor though. Now big thing if she's off by a couple days. A week passed, and still nothing. Then I got a phone call.

"Lily! I'm going into the hospital! I'm in labor!" I hung up and got there as soon as I could with Maddie and Oliver. There where about ten other people there, mostly family, in the room. Then the doctor came in while I was trying to calm Miley down.

"You're not getting any bigger Miley," she said.

Miley sighed and cried.

"Wait, I think you're hemoriaging!" she said. She called in other doctors and they took a look. Then one declaired,"Clear out! Clear out! Everyone except the father! We now go into Emergency Sea Section!" he announced. They wheeled her into the emergency room with Johnny right behind her.

"Lily! Oliver! I'm scarred!"

"Don't worry Miley! The doctors won't let anything happen to you or your baby. We'll wait here for you!" I said.

Oliver tugged me. All the memories from when we were younger flooded my mind. Like Hannah Montana concerts, the beach, her room. I was scared for her.

Two hours later Johnny came out crying.

"What's wrong Johnny?" I asked giving him a hug.

"Miley," he said.

"Is she okay? Is she still alive?" I asked.

"Yeah. Sort of. The baby is just fine, but Miley is in a coma. The doctors dont' know if she'll be alright."

We all started crying.

"By the way the baby is a boy. We named him Cameron Jackson Collins."

"Cameron Collins. Catchy," I said through tears. We stayed there and left to the parking lot.

"Lily! Oliver!" Robby called.

"yeah Robby?" we asked at the same time.

"Why don't you three spend the night at my house? I think you could use it," he said.

It took some arguing, but he finally persuaded us. Oliver and I hardly got any sleep. The next morning Robbys phone rang. The caller I D said the hospital and it's number. I let Robby answer it.

"Hello?"

Pause.

"You're kidding?"

Pause.

"We'll be right there!" he said.

Then he hung up and immediatly turned towards us.

"Guys! Grab what you need! We're going to the hospital! Miley just woke up!"