Ah ok I got impatient and had this here chapter waiting for you so guess what I'm posting it ahead of time. You can thank Diana for this. And you can thank her for the cliffhanger as well. Not that I'm complaining I rather like leaving you guys' with cliffhangers. Especially one's like this. Well hope you enjoy.

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Christina's POV

"Christina… Christina look at me you need to push alright."

"No… oh God Damnit Erik Destler I'll never let you touch me again I want a divorce." I screamed out after another wave of pain shot through my body and I felt hot tears pour down my body. Katie had refused to let Erik into the room as I gave birth, saying that it was improper for a man to be in the room with a lady during such time. Personally I think it was a smart move because if he was here I would have been biting his head off.

I wasn't given much time to dwell on the matter because I felt another kick of pain and couldn't help but scream out, the tears streaming down my face again. It wasn't supposed to hurt so much I knew it was, and yet it was causing my whole body to tense up. Katie was standing at the end of me as she positioned herself at my opening, ready for when the baby would come out. Laura was standing next to me along with Mother Giry and Antonio was waiting outside the door trying to keep Erik as cool as possible. He was probably having no luck because if I knew Erik he was hyperventilating at the sounds of my screams.

"Christina… Christina I need you to look at me."

It was Mother Giry who spoke as she stroked my hair and kept the sweat off my face, I could tell she was as distressed as I was.

"Alright we need for you to push, the birthing is going wonderfully; you don't need to worry about a thing."

"Then why the fuck does it hurt so much!" I screamed out loudly, my face already red from the strain of pushing and crying so hard. My hands were balled into fists as I clung to the bed sheets around me. Laura had already complained that my grip was too strong so I had decided to grab onto something other then her hand which was crushed enough already.

"Christina just push damn it."

Mother Giry swearing was something that scared me and quite suddenly I pushed. I pushed with all my might, crying out with the pain until it subsided little by little. I felt out of my body, like I was watching myself from the ceiling and still in my body all at the same time, and then I heard the soft whine of a baby when it took its first breath and started to cry.

"It's a girl." Katie was holding her in her hands, cradling her preciously when I looked over my legs at the small bundle.

Just as soon as I had started to fade away I had come smashing back into my body aware of the pain and the sudden elation I was feeling like never before. The little body that Katie held was a girl, and she was red with blood and her fingers were curled up as well as her toes, and she was rather small for her age. That made me curious while I watched her, and even more was that after a few seconds she had stop crying all together and I smile reaching my hands out to her. I was exhausted and I felt like I was going to pass out, but I felt this strong desire to hold my daughter and just as she was placed in my arms I started to cry again. She was gorgeous, more then gorgeous she was an angel. I could tell already that her hair would be as auburn and red-like as my own. Her little eyes were so dark then, but the light tint to them made me chuckle, because she had her father's eyes.

"Oh god… hello there… hey… Heh hey I'm your mommy."

I was still holding her and rocking her back and forth, gently humming to her as she stared up at me and uncurled her small little fingers. God, the sudden love that was bursting through me at that moment made me feel like I could die and yet live on as some entity, forever with her. I just couldn't stand it and I cried, hugging her to me.

Erik finally made it past the door when he almost knocked it off its hinges. Antonio could be seen breathing heavily. He had put up an amazingly good struggle for what little time that he had been there barring the door from Erik. I hadn't been in labor all that long but it had felt like an eternity.

He came rushing over to me then, his eyes holding fear and worry until I looked up at him crying and smiling my brightest. I had never felt so tired and I still felt a small amount of pain but everyone had gathered around to look down at the small bundle that was my daughter, lying in my arms before I beckoned for Erik to take her. I had never seen him so clueless before, and silently he took her into his arms and started to cry, Erik was crying.

"Well are you going to name her?"

I distantly heard Laura ask curiously, she had moved back to stand with Antonio since they were now officially married, the tall man wrapping an arm around her shoulder and Laura obviously looking hopefully at Antonio.

I stood there looking down at the small bundle that was in my hands and I couldn't help but cry, I had never seen anything so small and precious as when I looked at her; and I had never loved something so all encompassing save for Christina, and I knew that I could never love anything or anyone as much as I loved them right now. My hand was clasped over Christina's shoulder while I held the girl to my chest, she was so quiet, her hands wrapped around my cravat while she started to drift off to sleep, her small eyes closing. They were so dark, and so blue.

It seemed as if nothing could ruin the mood that I was in at that moment. My eyes glued to my daughters face as I ran through every name in my head and none imaginable seemed to fit just how beautiful she was save her mothers name, and Christina had made it clear she would never name her children after their parents. I had completely agreed with her up until that moment. And then it happened. I looked down at Christina sensing worry in her and feeling that something was happening, whether good or bad I couldn't quite distinguish but something was happening. Her face was sweating again and her hands were squeezing the sheets of the bed while she panted.

"Chrissy…. Christina what's the matter?" I asked her as I knelt down still cradling my daughter and holding her hand in much the same manner, as delicately as you would a feather afraid the wind would take it away.

"I… I don't know." She was sweating and moving around uncomfortable, her body starting obviously going through massive amounts of pain. My daughter suddenly started to stir after she had fallen asleep, grasping at my cravat as if she was reaching out for me but didn't want my touch, she wanted something else. I could tell and feel it in her actions.

"What the bloody hell is going on?'

I was worried and I was angry, the last thing I wanted was to lose my wife and already my daughter was afraid of me. No that wasn't it she wasn't afraid but something was missing.

"Antonio get him out of here immediately, Erik get out…NOW!"

Madame Giry was in a state of absolute insanity, her face contorted in surprise and anger as I was yanked out of the room and away from my wife, still holding my daughter to me. I didn't want to injure or hurt her but I wanted to be with my wife. Evidently I couldn't do the both, and I relented to be lead out of the room once more, only to hear Christina screaming out again in pain. My daughter didn't seem to be distressed by this at all though, in fact, she was quite calm. I wasn't quite sure what to make of this, I knew that baby's usually never stopped crying once they are born, but she was so quiet. Her hands were silently starting to wave in the air while she grabbed onto different parts of my outfit, and silently I reached down and let her grab my finger while I sat. And I only continued to sit there, time passing while I watched over my daughter and Antonio sat next to be leaning his hands on his knees. Laura had stayed in the room with Christina and even now I could hear bustling around. A short while later Laura emerged with bloody sheets, running without a second look at us. When she came back she held clean sheets again but she still refused to talk to us, even as I stood looking at her. She just walked into the room and slammed the door closed in my face. It was then that I truly became aggravated and started to pace the room once more, letting my breath become ragged and forced. What the hell was going on in that room and why wasn't I able to feel anything coming from my wife?

"Erik maybe you should sit down, you're not going to make things better by pacing like that and I'm pretty sure that Christina wouldn't much appreciate."

I sighed and nodded my head, understanding fully what exactly he meant by that. I had been calling Christina by her nickname, Chris, since we first met. And even now I still called her that, but it seemed that as time passed, and when she finally turned 18 that we really didn't need to call her Chris anymore. She had grown up so quickly and it was almost impossible to see any of her once crazy side, though she still had that tendency to let her temper get away with her, and to need to be completely coddled like a child. She had become just what I had always pictured her to become, a mother. Even now she was more motherly towards me then ever before and while part of me didn't like that much, the other part wanted more of that side to her.

My knee had started to shake uncontrollably while I looked at the door, my gaze neither wavering from the door nor blinking. Even Riegal had come to join me, licking my hand gently. He was a full grown wolf now and even for a wolf he was amazingly calm and protective over the family. And now he was displaying that as he growled and started to walk back and forth before licking my immobile hand again. All I was doing was just staring at the door praying that some sound other then the sound of silence, escaped those cracked sides.

muah:dodges flying armies and runs from the angry mob: Waaah Blame Diana.. BLAME DIANA!