"You're doing great, baby," Bruce cheered as he stepped back into the room, hearing the gleeful click of the lock turn so no one else was allowed in. "You're almost there pumpkin, I know it."

Emily's teeth grit, her hold on her boyfriend's hand tightening as all the nurses and doctors bustled around the room.

"She's ten centimeters," the other teenager said, almost in shock. He couldn't even feel the pressure on his hand anymore. "They're getting ready for him."

Bruce's eyes widened.

"It's a boy?" Annie Hotchner questioned, her breath leaving her lungs. "We're having a boy?"

"No, I am having a boy if the fucking doctors learn to deliver a baby!" Emily slammed her hand down against the bed she was laying in and glared at the doctors around the room. "Get the damn thing out of me! What is taking so long?"

The newest nurse in the room instructed the teenage boy in the room to settle himself behind his girlfriend and tried to smile. "We're just prepping, sweetheart. One more moment."

Emily reached forward and grabbed the nurse by her uniform. "I have been in labor for over a damn day," the sixteen year old ground out. "I just want him out!"

Quickly pulling the teen from her uniform, the blue eyed woman turned back to the doctor. "Are we ready?"

Emily cried, falling back against her boyfriend's chest with a thump. "Aaron, I just want him out."

"I know," he whispered, smoothing her hair back from her forehead. "Just get in the position like we practiced," he instructed, helping her pull her legs up, "and he'll be out of you soon."

She turned back to face him, her sweating and reddened face pouting as she kissed him. "I love you," the brunette whimpered. "I really do."

"I really love you too."

Annie clenched the material of her t-shirt as she watched the young couple. Hearing her son's voice full of so much emotion made her heart beat wildly in her chest.

She smiled. And she was about to be a grandma.

"Alright," the doctor smiled. "Everybody ready?"

Emily's lips curled into her mouth and she quickly nodded her head. "Yes, please."

Aaron pressed a kiss to his girlfriend's damp hair, his hands tightening around Emily's clenching thighs and pulling them up to her chest just like they were taught in the class she made him go to.

They were going to have a baby.