A/N Well, here it is... The final part of the story. I can't believe I hadn't updated this story for sooo long, but a severe case of writersblock totally claimed my mind. I always have trouble finishing up stories, probably because I really don't want them to end. And yet, here it is: the ending. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I did writing it. Thanks for Reading and Reviewing it guys! And for the final time: enjoy!

St. Matthews hospital

The following days went by very slowly. Gage and Sydney were now situated in the hospital every waking moment. Sydney was still there as a patient, but Gage had gotten a cot from the nurses, so he could stay in Syd's room.

The condition of their daughter had been stable the past few days, and that was a good sign. However, her condition hadn't improved either. So the tension was still sensible in the clinical hospital air. They were just on their way to go see her, when all of a sudden nurses flew by, pushing several carts in he direction Gage and Syd were going. Looking up at each other, they both felt the same chill running up their spine, and together they rushed as fast as they could to were their daughter should be.

A doctor stopped them when they were about to enter the small room were all the commotion came from. They both turned frantic eyes up at the young doctor.

"Sir, Ma'am, you can't go in right now…"

Sydney straightened herself up, making the doctor take a slight step back as a fire spread itself through her veins, protectiveness for her daughter making itself known in a way she had never felt before.

"Our baby! Is she alright?" she asked, and even though she knew her attitude made her look though, her voice came out shaky and her legs didn't seem to cooperate all that well. She felt Gage's hand snake around her waste, as to give her the moral support she needed. Probably even the moral support he needed.

"They are doing everything they can, and we will have to wait now. We will let you in as soon as we can," he nervously said before entering the room himself. As he opened the door, Gage and Sydney could just make out their daughters little crib, with doctors poking their hands through, pressing her chest with small movements, machines everywhere.

As the door closed again, Sydney buried her face in Gage's shoulder as he laid his head on hers. They kept that position for a while, but when the door opened after what seemed like forever, they both shot up, only one question on their minds.

"Is she… is she okay?" Gage asked, his voice sounding shrill even in his own ears.

The elder doctor had a sympathetic look in his eyes, and he knew that these new parents wouldn't rest before they knew what happened to their little girl.

"She's alive, for now. Somehow her chest tube got loose and we had to resuscitate her. We don't believe the oxygen shortage did any damage, so we are optimistic." he ended, seeing the relief in the eyes of these two people.

"So, she'll be alright?" Sydney asked, needing the confirmation from this man, the man who held her daughters life in his hands.

"Yes, we believe she will pull through. You have one strong kid, rangers," he added, smiling a little as he saw the parental pride appear in four eyes at the same time.

Gage looked down at his partner, eyes shining with unshed tears, "You hear that Syd? We have one strong kid, and she'll make it."

All Sydney could do was nod, before letting herself fall in Gage's arms, crying her eyes out. She cried for Gage, for all they had been through, for his recovery, for her pregnancy and for her baby. Her little fighter. Their little fighter.

2 Weeks later

Their fighter… She had fought until they saw her struggle with the breathing tube, eager to get that thing out. She had fought, folding her little fingers around the feeding tube, making swallowing sounds until they could feed her themselves. She had fought, until the day they could take her home.

She now weighed 5 pounds, still small en tiny, but she was there. She was alive and she showed it. Her cries had become louder, but Sydney and Gage didn't care, they loved the sound of her loud wails just as much as they loved her soft gurgles.

Sydney's apartment

"You sure about this shorty?" Gage asked, joy evident in his voice.

"Yeah, you already stayed here after your surgeries. Let's make it permanent. And by the way, mine is bigger…" she said grinning at him like a fool. An amused burp could be heard coming from the stroller, which stood between them.

Gage laughed, "I can see I'm being overruled already," he sighed dramatically.

"Gage, didn't Walker say he had to work on that big case he and Trivette were handling?" she asked, stopping all of a sudden.

Gage looked confused, scratching his head he turned to where Syd was looking, "Ehh, yeah, I guess, why?"

"Well, because his truck is standing right over there, right alongside Jimmy's convertible…" she let the sentence drift off. A twinkle sparkled in her eyes as she saw the same on in Gage's.

"Let's go inside, and see what they cooked up for us," he said while taking the lead an pushed Briana along, earning himself a bright smile from the tiny infant as well as an exited yell.

"Looks like she's got your lungs Syd," he teasingly said before slowly opening the door.

"SURPRISE!"

The four people standing in the middle of the room exclaimed happily. The small living room was decorated with pink balloons, ribbons and other decoration. A huge pink cake stood in the middle of the dining room table waiting to be cut.

"Awww you guys, you shouldn't have!" Sydney said, hugging each and every one of their friends.

"But we wanted to!" Alex filled her in joyfully. Let's go, we've still got a few presents you haven't unpacked yet," she said while dragging Sydney to the other side of the room where Erica was sitting in the middle of an incredible amount of presents.

Gage watched with amusement as the guys fretted over Briana. She was loving the attention, smiling to each of the men, who were now arguing over who she was smiling at.

"Guys, guys, let's make this official," Gage said, taking Briana out of her comfortable seat. Holding her up, he looked at her, and the second she saw her dad, a shattering smile appeared on her face, brightening the room.

"We have a winner," Trivette announced, clapping Gage carefully on the back. And while the men admired the baby girl and talked about the latest football game with Gage, and while Sydney was unwrapping presents, their eyes met. A static current seemed to take hold of both their bodies, as unspoken promises were made, at that very moment. There would be no more without. The certainness of that was overwhelming. From now on, there were two, who became one. And together with their baby girl their future looked bright and shiny, with each other…

THE END