Day 06 - AND ON THIS DAY A CHILD IS BORN

Prompt from a Guest user on FanFiction: Maybe you could do a one-shot where Beca and Chloe have a kid (Chloe gave birth) and Beca is really pregnant with Baby #2, but Chloe is in the military and is sad because she missed being there for a lot of her pregnancy. But they have a big welcome home thing for her on Christmas. OR she is Beca's present like parents know she's home and put her in the box like people do. It's truly special because she wasn't supposed to be home before the baby is born but she is. [I didn't exactly follow the prompt, but here is what I came up with.]

"Hey, babe," Beca Beale called out as she answered the Skype call from her wife, Chloe.

"God, it's so good to see you," Chloe said through the monitor. "It's only been a month and I sure miss you and Sophie. Where is she?"

"She's, um, she's with Stacie in the other room," Beca said. "I needed to talk to you about something first."

"Is everything okay?," Chloe asked her face furrowed in concern.

"Yeah," Beca said. "Um, in fact, everything's great."

Beca fidgeted in her seat and Chloe waited for her to continue. "What is it, babe?"

"You remember how it took three tries for you to get pregnant with Sophie?," Beca asked.

"Yeah," Chloe said. "I know we already tried once with you. Do you want to try again? Even with me deployed?"

"Well, actually," Beca said. "We don't have to." Beca felt tears stinging her eyes. "I'm already pregnant. About six weeks now."

"Oh, my God, Becs," Chloe said and tears rolled down her cheeks. "That's amazing." Chloe reaches a hand toward the screen. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Beca said her voice thick with emotion. "God, I just want a Chloe Beale hug right now."

Chloe let out a laugh. "I could sure use a Beca Beale hug myself." Chloe wiped her eyes. "So, when are you due?"

"Christmas," Beca said. "Christmas Day to be exact. Stacie said I can find out the sex at around four months. Do we want to find out? I'm only asking now because I know how hard it is to reach you sometimes and I thought we should decide now."

"I'd like to know," Chloe said. "Tell me when your doctor's appointments are and I'll make sure I can Skype or call so you can tell me how everything is going. I want to share this pregnancy with you as much as I possibly can."

"Okay," Beca said. "One of the perks of having a best friend as my doctor is that I can pretty much get an appointment any time I want."

Chloe smiled through her tears. "I should have gone into obstetrics instead of trauma. Then I'd be home for this."

"Hey," Beca said. "No crying about you being deployed. Remember? We made a deal."

"I know," Chloe said and wiped her eyes and face with her hand. "There. All better. Can I see Sophie now?"

"Of course," Beca said. "STACIE!"

Stacie comes in carrying two-year-old Sophie Beale.

"Sheesh, Beca," Stacie said. "I think Aubrey could have heard you at our house."

"Sorry," Beca said as she heard Chloe laugh.

Stacie handed Sophie to Beca.

"Hey, Soph," Chloe's voice calls out when she sees the little redhead. "How's my girl?"

"Mommy!" Sophie leaned in and kissed the screen; Chloe did the same. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too," Chloe said. "Hey, Stace."

"Hey, Chloe," Stacie said and looked to Beca. "I'm going to head on out. Give you guys some family time."

"You and Brey make sure you take care of my wife and new baby for me, Dr. Conrad," Chloe said with a big smile.

"Don't you worry, Dr. Beale," Stacie said. "She's in good hands."

Stacie blew everyone a kiss and left. Beca and Sophie turned back to the screen.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

It was July fourth and Beca was now just over four months into her pregnancy. She had the ultrasound the day before to find out what the sex was of the newest Beale. Stacie was the only one who knew and she put together a quick gender reveal party during her and Aubrey's annual Fourth of July picnic.

"I'm ready when you are Beca," Stacie said.

"There's Chloe now," Beca said as she heard the Skype request ping. She answered and saw Chloe's face on the screen. "Hey, baby."

"Hey," Chloe said.

"Hi, Chloe!" A chorus came up from behind Beca.

"Everyone's here to find out whether we're having a boy or a girl," Beca said with a laugh.

"Hi, everyone," Chloe said and waved. "So, how are we going to do this?"

"Stacie had a cupcake made," Beca said. "The middle is filled with candies of some sort in the traditional pink if it's a girl, or blue if it's a boy. Come here, Sophie."

Sophie ran over and Beca picked her up and put Sophie in her lap.

"Hi, mommy," Sophie said.

"Hi, Sophie." Chloe leaned in to kiss the screen; Sophie did the same.

"You guys ready?," Stacie asked standing behind Beca with a cupcake in her hand.

"Yes," Beca and Chloe both said excitedly.

"Here you go, Sophie," Stacie said handing Sophie the cupcake.

Sophie's eyes got big and she took a big bite getting icing and cake all over her nose, mouth, and chin. Suddenly, little blue candies started falling out of the cupcake.

"It's a boy!"

Cheers went up all around and Beca looked at Chloe through the monitor; tears in both their eyes.

"We're having a boy," Chloe whispered.

"We're having a boy," Beca said and then they both laughed.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

It was Thanksgiving, and Beca and Chloe were skyping. Beca was now eight months pregnant.

"Look at this, Chloe," Beca said standing sideways so Chloe could see her stomach. "I'm a whale!"

Beca eased herself back in her chair and Chloe couldn't help but smile at her.

"Well, if you were a whale, I think you'd be the most beautiful whale in the world," Chloe said.

"See," Beca said. "Even you think I look like a whale."

"That's not what I said," Chloe said and laughed. "I wish I was there to rub my hands on your belly. To feel our son move and to talk to him."

"Hey," Beca said. "None of that feeling sorry for yourself shit. Okay?" Chloe nodded her head and Beca continued. "He recognizes your voice. I've noticed he moves around a lot whenever he hears your voice now."

Chloe let out a small sob and tears fell down her face. "Dammit, Beca. Stop saying things like that. You're going to ruin my tough trauma surgeon rep."

Beca let out a small laugh as she too wiped tears from her face. "So, not to be a downer, but do you have any idea when you might be coming home? You originally said you'd only be gone for about six months. It's been almost nine."

"I know, babe," Chloe said with a sigh. "But, I don't know anything yet. I was hoping to be home in time for the baby to be born, but it doesn't look like that's going to happen."

Chloe couldn't help the tears that fell from her eyes. She missed Beca and Sophie so much, and now she was going to miss the birth of their son.

"No crying, Dr. Beale," Beca said trying to hold back her own tears. "I wish you could be here, too, but you made a promise to serve our country and we Beales do not go back on a promise."

"When did you become the voice of reason?," Chloe asked with a laugh.

"When the love of my life decided to serve her country," Beca said. "Someone has to keep you grounded."

"I love you," Chloe said and wiped her face. "Okay, enough crying. Let's talk about something else."

"We can discuss baby names," Beca said. "I like Michael. It was my grandfather's name."

"That's nice," Chloe said. "I was thinking Dylan. We had a doctor here who, um, died saving a couple of kids during an attack. His name was Dylan. It's a good name for a good man."

"I like it," Beca said. "How about Dylan Michael Beale?"

"I love it," Chloe said. "That was easier than I thought it would be."

"Dr. Beale?" A voice called out from Chloe's left.

"I'm sorry, babe," Chloe said. "I have to go. I'll Skype you in a week or so. Okay?"

"Okay," Beca said. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Chloe said. They both kissed their fingers and placed them on their screens before disconnecting.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

"I can't believe tomorrow is Christmas," Beca said holding her lower back and letting out a little moan. "I love being pregnant but also can't wait for Dylan to be here."

"Mama?," Sophie said standing in front of Beca with her arms held up for Beca to pick her up.

"Come here, Soph," Aubrey said picking up the toddler. "I need a Sophie Beale hug."

"Thank you," Beca mouthed as she put her hand on her stomach and winced. Her stomach was way too big for her to be trying to pick up Sophie.

Sophie wrapped her arms around Aubrey's neck and squeezed tight.

"Oh, you are definitely a Beale with that hug," Aubrey said and laughed.

Sophie pulled out of the hug and put her head on Aubrey's shoulder. "I wuv you."

"I wuv you, too, Soph," Aubrey said kissing the top of the toddler's head.

"How about I make us some dinner," Aubrey said. "It won't be long before we'll have to go to bed so Santa will come."

"Yes!" Sophie squealed and wiggled to get down out of Aubrey's arms.

Aubrey set her down and Sophie went running into the playroom.

"Where's Stacie?," Beca asked. "I thought she was going to here, too. To help wrap stuff. You guys are still planning to spend the night, right?"

"Yes, we're spending the night," Aubrey said. "Stacie is picking up one last present. It's a surprise for you guys. She should be here soon."

Aubrey made chicken and vegetables for dinner. Beca couldn't seem to get comfortable and was fidgeting in her chair.

"You okay over there, Beca?," Aubrey asked.

"I'm, um, not sure," Beca said. "How will I know when I'm in labor?"

"Are you having contractions?"

"I don't know if they're contractions or just minor twinges. My back's been hurting off and on for the past couple of days. And I started having some discomfort yesterday morning. I'm having stronger pains now." Beca grabbed her stomach and moaned. After about a minute she let out a deep breath. "Mmmph. That was a sharp one."

"How long have you been having these pains?," Aubrey asked standing and going around the table to Beca.

"I don't know," Beca said. "I think they started sometime late last night. I didn't think they were anything to worry about, but now they are a bit stronger and closer together."

Aubrey stooped down and put her hands on Beca's stomach. "When was the last pain before this one? How long did it last?"

"I don't know," Beca said. "Maybe five minutes or so. It lasted about a minute I think."

"How have I not noticed you've been in pain?," Aubrey asked shaking her head. "I think we need to get you to the hospital." Aubrey stood and looked down at Beca. "You're definitely in labor."

"Seriously?," Beca asked. "The pains haven't really been that-. Aahhhhhh!" Beca held her stomach and was bent over from the contraction. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." After about a minute, Beca took in a deep breath and let it out. She looked at Aubrey. "I'm in labor."

"We definitely need to get you to the hospital," Aubrey said. She put an arm around Beca and carefully moved her to the sofa in the living room. "I'll go up and get your hospital bag and then we'll go. I'll call Stacie and have her meet us at the hospital."

Aubrey picked up Sophie and took her upstairs with her to get Beca's bag. She came back downstairs and made sure Beca was okay before grabbing Beca's car keys and taking Sophie out to the garage to put her in the car. Once Sophie was secured in her car seat, Aubrey rushed back in to help Beca out to the car. Once Beca was settled, Aubrey started the car and pulled out of the garage. She put on her Bluetooth and called Stacie.

"Hey, babe," Stacie said when she answered the phone.

"Hey," Aubrey said. "Um, where are you right now?"

"I'm still at the airport," Stacie said. "We're waiting for Chloe's bag. Beca and Sophie are going to be so surprised."

"Um, there's been a slight change of plans," Aubrey said. "Beca's in labor and we're on the way to the hospital. I need you to go there right now."

"No shit?," Stacie said. "Okay, okay. Uh, how far apart are the pains?"

Stacie started making her way over to Chloe who was standing at the carousel waiting for her bag.

"They're about five minutes apart and pretty strong," Aubrey said. "They're lasting about a minute."

"Ahhhh!"

Stacie made it to Chloe just as Chloe hefted her bag off the carousel. She grabbed Chloe by the arm and started pulling her away from the mass at the baggage carousel.

"Let's go. Beca's in labor and they're on the way to the hospital."

Chloe's eyes widen and she and Stacie started running to the exit. "Brey? I've got Chloe and we're on our way to the hospital. I'll call Dr. Samuels to let him know Beca's on her way so he can take care of her until I get there. Tell Beca to hang in there."

"Come on mommy," Stacie said as she grabbed one of Chloe's bags from her. "Looks like you made it home just in time to see the birth of your son."

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

Chloe races after Stacie into the hospital. They stop at the main desk and Stacie asks about Beca.

"She's in birthing room three, Dr. Conrad," the nurse told her. "Dr. Samuels is with her now."

"Thank you," Stacie said and grabbed Chloe by the hand and rushed to the birthing room.

"Chloe!," Aubrey squealed when she saw her best friend coming down the hall with Stacie.

"Mommy!" Sophie squealed and ran to Chloe. Chloe grabbed her up in a hug and held on tight as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Hey, baby girl," Chloe said and started peppering kisses on her cheek. Sophie squealed and giggled. "Hey, Brey," Chloe said and hugged Aubrey with Sophie between them.

"You made it home just in time," Aubrey said with a smile.

"I know," Chloe said. "I'd better get in there and make sure she's okay."

"Hold on a second," Stacie said. "I know you're dying to see Beca, but I need to a quick assessment on her before you go in and get her all excited, okay?"

Chloe just nodded and stood there while Stacee went into the birthing room. Aubrey led her over to some chairs and Chloe sat down holding Sophie to her. Sophie rested her head on Chloe's chest and Chloe rested hers on Sophie's head.

Dr. Samuels gave Stacie a nod when she came in. They conferred for a moment and Dr. Samuels left the room.

"Oh, Stacie," Beca said. "Thank God you're here."

"How you doin' little mama?," Stacie asked as she went to check Beca's chart. She then put her hands on Beca's stomach and felt around a bit. "How long had you been having contractions before you came here?"

"Since some time last night," Beca said. "They weren't too bad but I didn't think I was in labor yet. Then they started getting worse this afternoon. Don't tell Aubrey but there had gotten pretty bad by the time I realized-. Ahhhhhhhh!"

Beca started panting in and out. She took a couple of deep breaths and sighed.

"Everything looks good," Stacie said. "Things are moving fast. I don't think it will be much longer. I have another doctor who's going to help us out. Let me go get them."

"Please hurry back," Beca said between pants. "I feel better when you're in the room."

Stacie kissed Beca on top of her head. "I'll be back in like five minutes."

Stacie walked out of the room and Chloe and Aubrey stood up. Stacie grabbed a mask, a scrub cap, and a set of scrubs before walking over to them.

"Let met take Sophie," Aubrey said reaching for the young girl.

"Put these on," Stacie said as she handed Chloe the items.

"Why?," Chloe asked. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," Stacie said. "I just told Beca I had another doctor who was going to help me deliver Dylan. I don't want her to know you're here yet."

"She's going to kill us," Chloe said with a laugh and went to change.

Chloe was putting on the mask as she came back out. She had tucked her hair up under the cap so Beca wouldn't know it was her right away.

Chloe handed Aubrey her clothes and went into the birthing room with Stacie. It took all she had not to run over and grab Beca into a kiss. She decided to play along with Stacie to see how long it would be before Beca figure out it was her

"Chloe?" Beca's voice was weak but clear as she stared right at Chloe. "Oh, my God! You're here."

Chloe smiled behind her mask and ran over to Beca. Beca grabbed Chloe in for a kiss and Chloe pulled back to take the mask off so she could kiss her properly.

Stacie looked up in shock. "That took less than thirty seconds. How the hell did you know it was Chloe?"

Beca took Chloe's face in her hands and said, "I'd know those eyes anywhere."

Chloe laughed and kissed Beca again. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Beca said. "I'm so glad you're ho- Ahhhhhhh!"

Beca grabbed Chloe's hand and held on while she rode out the contraction. Stacie checked the monitors and gave the nurse some orders.

"Things are moving faster than I expected," Stacie said standing next to Chloe.

"Is everything okay?," Chloe asked. "With Beca and Dylan?"

"Everything is fine," Stacie said pulling Chloe into a side hug. "Talk to your wife and try to get her to relax."

Stacie went back over to check the monitors. Chloe pulled a chair next to the bed and sat She took Beca's hand in hers.

"I saw Sophie," Chloe said. "She's getting so big."

"She looks and acts so much like you," Beca said. "I can't believe she'll be three next month. Oh, we need to call our folks and let them know I'm in labor. Did your folks know you were coming home?"

"I'll call everyone," Chloe said. "And, only Stacie and Aubrey knew I was coming home. We wanted it to be a surprise." Chloe kissed Beca and stood up. "I'll have Aubrey call the Bellas. I know they'll want to be here."

"That's a good idea," Beca said.

"I'll go call our folks and come right back. Okay?"

"M'kay. Promise you'll come back?"

"I promise. And you know we Beales do not go back on a promise."

"I'm glad you're here for this," Beca said and smiled.

"Me, too." Chloe kissed her on the forehead and hurried out to the waiting room.

"Chloe!" Mrs. Beale spotted her first and she and Chloe ran toward each other. Chloe hugged her mother and both Beale women were crying. Mr. Beale quietly wrapped the two in his arms and held them.

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming home?," Mrs. Beale asked.

"I wanted to surprise Beca and Sophie," Chloe said pulling back from her parents a bit. "I guess the surprise was on me. How did you know Beca was here?"

"Aubrey called us," Mr. Beale said.

"Red!" Chloe turned to see Fat Amy and the other Bellas coming down the hall.

More hugs and welcome homes were had and Chloe couldn't stop the tears.

"So, how's Beca?," CR asked.

"Everything is good," Chloe said. "Stacie said things were moving fast but it could still be a couple more hours."

"It's just after eight," Mrs. Beale said looking at the clock on the wall. "I wonder if we'll get that Christmas baby after all."

"Mrs. Beale?" Chloe turned to see a nurse standing at the door of the birthing room. "Dr. Conrad is asking for you."

Chloe hurried to the door and entered with the nurse. Stacie was at the end of the bed with Beca's feet in the stirrups.

"Is everything okay, Stace?"

"Looks like this little fellow wants out," Stacie said. "Go hold your wife's hand."

Chloe hurried to Beca's side and took her hand. "You're doing great, babe."

"I don't want to do this again," Beca said and Chloe laughed. "A boy and a girl is a good time to quit having kids, right? Two's plenty."

"I agree," Chloe said and kissed Beca's cheek. "Once Dylan is out, our little family will be complete."

"Good," Beca said. "Ahhhhhhh!"

"Okay, Beca," Stacie said. "I know you feel like you need to push, but don't. At least not until I tell you to. Okay?"

"Okay," Beca said and squeezed Chloe's hand.

~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~ ~25 Days~

"He's beautiful, Becs," Chloe said looking down at mother and son. "Just like his mother."

"Hello, Dylan Michael Beale," Beca said running her finger down his cheek.

Beca reached up and pulled Chloe down by her neck. Chloe kissed her and snuggled up next to her as they both admired their son.

The couple looked toward the door when they heard a knock. Stacie entered.

"How's our little mama and baby doing?"

"We're all good," Beca said.

"Is Sophie awake?," Chloe asked.

"No," Stacie said. "She and your mom are sleeping in an On-Call room. I was asked to see if you guys were up for some visitors before I kick them all out."

"Can you wake up Mama Beale and Sophie?," Beca asked. "I think our folks and Sophie should be the first to see him. Oh, and Aubrey of course."

"I'll get them," Stacie said and left the two new moms alone.

Chloe checked the clock on the wall. "Merry Christmas, babe."

"Merry Christmas," Beca said and looked down at Dylan. "He just missed being a Christmas baby by two hours."

"Still the best Christmas present ever," Chloe said. "Thank you."

"I love you, Mrs. Beale," Beca said as they started to kiss.

"I love you, too, Mrs. Beale."