"Zack!" He heard a voice gasping out in pain as someone kept shaking, "Zack!"
Zack quickly sat up and looked at the other side of the bed, seeing the pain in his wife's red eyes. She kept clutching her distended stomach.
"I-i think…" Willow gasped, trying to talk through the pain.
Zack knee all too well what that pain was with Tori and Evie; however, she was coming early. And the way Wil was starting to scream out in pain threw him into a panic.
He needed to get his wife to the hospital fast! But his two daughters couldn't be left alone.
Gripping his cell, he called the one person he knew would be awake as Zack grabbed a small bag of clothes for Wil as quickly as he could
"Vincent…"
...three hours later…
Zack had tears in his eyes as he held a dark-haired girl in his arms.
His daughter, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Artemisia Fair was born thirty minutes after midnight.
"Well," he muttered, "this makes for a pretty eventful mother's so far…"
Wil rolled her eyes and held out her arms, wanting to hold their youngest daughter, "the pain and my need to beat you aside," she said as Zack gently moved the baby into her mother's arms, "you're right it's been pretty eventful…"
She put her head into his shoulder as he pulled both of them close.
"Happy Mother's Day," He muttered to her as he kissed the top of her head.