A/N: Right, apologies for making you wait, but just a few things I'd like to make clear if you review. First things first, I like reviews; they make me feel pretentious-in-a-good-way. Secondly, I'd like to know on a scale of one to ten how well I've stayed in character with the cast, whether my OCs weren't too Mary-Sue-ish, and what lines were funny. What I find interesting is that the lines you guys like are the ones I just think up on the spot, but hey, enough from me. You go ahead and quit reading ramblings and more about babies slipping out.

Chapter 19: Cry

Oh, when was this going to end? Why couldn't they all just leave him alone while he went through this?

"Rob, it's alright. Everything's gonna be alright." Was that Meri coming in just now? Yes, she was rushing in to hush him, she let him grasp her hand, but he still had his head turned away from her.

"Thank God you're here." He said in a choked up voice, still refusing to let her see his face.

"Rob, it's okay. Racks just told me when I came in that you're nearly fully dilated, it's going to be okay." Idnax whispered. Privately, she was excited that their baby was so near. Yes, Chase was only a brother to her, nothing more than that, but hey, they were having a baby, wasn't she allowed to be all over him? Now all she could hope for was that she could help him gain some more confidence.

"It hurts. Everyone's been trying to help me, but-ah!" he tried to explain to her right when his abdominal muscles started to contract again. He couldn't stand it, a new bout of tears bunched up in his eyes.

Cameron, who had ushered herself into a corner, and er hen-pecking abilities were pricking up doubt from Idnax. She dare not interfere; only give them looks of hope and promise that this might be over shortly.

"This is not the Robert Chase I know." Idnax mentioned.

"Yeah, Robert Chase wouldn't have been afflicted with HS would he now?" Chase muttered, grunting a little and scrunching up his eyes letting the tears come forth.

"No, Robert Chase wouldn't let this get to him. He'd fight it, not be like this. I want to see him again, before you become two separate people." She argued.

"I know you can do this. You passed your exams when the dorms burnt down and you lost half your notes. You got out of that drunken brawl alive. Hell, you even dealt with having to clean the basement toilets that hadn't seen the light of day since '56! I believe…no, I know that giving up is not you. Robert Chase would take this with a grain of salt, and fight back." She took his chin and made him look up at her, staring with firm compassion.

"Now, can I get behind your back?"

Chase nodded, it seemed like it was the right time to let her come in.

"Um, I don't know if this is going to be a problem, but I've never been to an antenatal class. Do I need to-"

"Just deaden your hand, and you'll be right." Pip muttered.

From then on, it was action stations. Idnax had hopped up onto the bed to hold onto Chase's back, Cameron had rushed around to take responsibility as Racknell's assistant. The nurses were waiting behind, obeying whatever they were to be told to do, collecting the blankets, clamps, suction...

Meanwhile, Chase was staring to notice how unbearably pressured his pelvis was feeling. If only…

"I have to push!" he screamed.

Racknell barely flinched. "Not just yet, Chase. I'm not in the mood for playing catch with a slippery baby."

"I have to push, I have to…" the tone he used becoming more urgent.

"Okay, now you can start. Got yourself organised up there Id?"

"Yeah, I'm in need of pethidine too, now. But I'm ready." Idnax said, severely ticked off that her hand was going purple.

The next thirty second was filled with chants of "Push! Relax!", and a "Euw, gross!" from Angela, who left the room a pale green.

She bolted outside, right into the path of House and Wilson. Wilson grabbed her by the shoulder, trying to calm her down. House completely ignored her, and called back to the yelps coming from the private room.

"Oh, shut up in there! Sorry…duck of!"

They say that if we shrunk the world down to a village to one hundred people, there would be one person about to die, and one about to be born. At that moment, one person slipped into a coffin, and another slipped out.

Wilson made her look him in the eye, "Angela, are you-"

Suddenly interrupted by a swinging open of the door, and the cry of a newborn infant, Pip strode out, went straight up to her partner and gave a victory kiss.

"Wow, do we have some news?" House asked sarcastically at this display of affection.

Fine, might as well tell him now. "It's a girl, House." Wilson explained.

A/N: Okay, REALLY sorry that it's taken for bleeding ever to update. Fan fiction is plotting a war against me, and they've boycotted my computer. This one should have appeared on Sunday, but, you get the picture.