6:30 PM PST
Haven was feeling a little nervous, as she was driving over to the hospital. All week long, she had been so excited about the prospect of witnessing her own birth. She could hardly believe that, in less than four hours, she will be born. She would get to watch her mother deliver her - then she would get to hold herself as a baby. It would be such an awesome experience, to say that least. After about 15 minutes, she had finally arrived at the hospital. She parked near the visitor's enterance, and she slowly walked into the building. She walked over to the reception desk.
'Hello,' Haven said, slowly. 'My name is Haven McFly. I'm here to see Clara Brown. She's here to deliver a child.'
'Okay, just a second, ma'am,' replied the receptionist, as she made a quick phone call. Then, turning back to Haven, she explained, 'Dr. Rivers will be out to get you in a few minutes. In the mean, why don't you have a seat?'
'Thanks, ma'am,' replied Haven, as she went to sit down. She didn't see any magazines that really interested, so she just listened to the music that was being pumped through the speaker.
'Haven McFly!' someone called out. Haven jumped up, and she saw a middle-aged woman in a white suit, with a stethoscope draped over her chest.
'Yeah, it's me,' Haven said, a little nervously. 'Are you Dr. Rivers?'
'Yes, I'm Dr. Rivers,' replied the woman. 'I'm assisting Clara Brown with her baby. You must be very special to her. She says that she plans to name her baby Haven. You don't exactly have a very common name.'
'Oh, yeah, well, I'm a friend of the family,' Haven explained.
'I see,' replied Dr. Rivers, smiling. 'Well, come with me.'
Haven then followed Dr. Rivers over to the maternity ward, where her father met here.
'It's so good you could make it here!' exclaimed Doc, throwing his arms around Haven.
'How is Mom doing?' Haven whispered. 'Is she in a lot of pain?'
'Yeah, she is in a bit of pain,' Doc whispered. 'She's been having a lot of contractions. The doctors have offered to give her some pain killers, but she has turned them down. I guess she decides it feels more natural to tough it out.'
'Oh, poor Mom,' murmured Haven. 'If I was her, I would have accepted the pain killers. They don't harm the baby, do they? Why is Mom so insistent on not having them?'
'You have to remember that she grew up in the late 19th Century,' Doc said, gently. 'There weren't as many medical advances back then, as there are now. In fact, it was somewhat common for women to die in childbirth - if the pregnancy caused complications. Anyway, she just decides it feels for natural to give birth, without the benefit of pain killers.'
'Well, when and if I ever get pregnant,' Haven insisted, 'I would gladly accept the pain killers. Call me a wimp if you will, but I cannot stand pain.'
'Oh, please, don't talk about your pregnancy already,' Doc pleaded, smiling. 'You're not even born, yet - so I'm not anywhere near ready to think of you giving me grandchildren. In fact, it's baffling enough for me to be seeing your eighteen year old self, before your birth.'
'Whew, I guess I didn't even think of that,' replied Having, laughing a little. 'So what time is it, now?'
Doc looked at his watch, then replied, 'It's almost 7:30. I'll go check up on your mom. I don't the delivery will take place for a few hous, yet.'
'Okay,' said Haven, 'I'll go get us some food from the vending machines.'
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'I really need to push,' moaned Clara, as she was in pain. It was around 9:50 PM. 'I think is about ready to enter this world.'
'Alright then,' replied Dr. Rivers. 'Take a breath and push. Not too hard, though. You don't want to rip your skin.'
Haven was very excited, and she was eager to not want to miss a moment of her birth. The big moment had finally arrived. After a few pushes, Haven was finally able to catch the top of her own head. She breathed, with awe. The moment seemed so surreal.
'Are you alright, Haven?' Doc asked, gently. 'You're breathing rather heavily. You might want to take a deep breath'
'I'm feeling fine,' replied Haven, as she took a deep breath. 'I'm just a little excited. I can hardly believe that the big moment has finally arrived. Know what I mean?'
'Yeah, Haven, I understand,' Doc said, gently. 'It's an exciting moment for all of us.'
After a few really tense moments, the head had finally popped out. Haven had stared at the head of her baby self, completely awed. After a few more tense moments, the baby was fully out. There was a little cough, then the baby started crying loudly. Haven stared at herself, trying to take in what had just happened. The moment seemed so surreal.
'It's a girl,' cried a nurse, as she began to wipe up the tiny baby. Haven was impressed by how small her baby self was.
'She arrived at precisely 10:04 PM and 0 seconds,' Doc said, amazed. Then he gasped, 'Great Scott! That's the exact same time as the lightening had hit the clock tower back in 1955!'
'That is so astounding!' gasped Dr. Rivers. 'It's amazing that your baby would be born at the exact same time as the famous Hill Valley storm - just 31 years later.'
'I can hardly believe it,' mumbled Clara. 'This is so amazing. My little Haven has finally entered this world.'
'Who would have ever guessed that our third baby would be born precisely 31 years after the lightening had hit the clock tower?' Doc asked, stunned.
'One thing is certain,' Dr. Rivers said, smiling. 'You two are some very special parents - and you have a very special child.'
Within the few minutes, the umbilical cord had been cut from the baby, and Haven was finally able to hold her baby self into her arms. Haven smiled in delight, as she looked into the face of her baby self. Her baby self was very calm, and was staring at Haven, mesmorized. This had been the very moment she had dreamed about within the last week.