A/N: A lot of suspense was in the last chapter. Mirana'a early!!! Bet you can't wait to know the baby's name!! Just kidding, I dont know that. Ok, well here is chapter 12!

Mirana's POV

It was excruciating. The pain was unbareable. Not to mention the fact that the entire time the baby has been kicking.

"How far along is she?" I heard Tarrant ask, Dedrick was proceeding to call a doctor, dialing the numbers with great force.

"Six months, out of seven." Dedrick replied, then started rapidly speaking into the phone. "We need a doctor. NOW! My wife is having a child. You better get over here, or I will kick your sorry ass's!" He shouted, hanging up the phone. I did not know that he was that forceful when he wanted something.

Agonizing moments late of me squeezing Dedrick's hand, a doctor rushed through the door of my bedroom. He rushed to my side, handing Dedrick a cloth. Dedrick brushed the cloth over my forehead, where I had begun sweating. The doctor quickly checked me, and then a brave smile was put on his face. "Alright, your majesty, your going to have to push." He intructed. I glared at him.

"No shit sherlock!" I screeched, gripping my husbands hand even tighter. I saw his face of agony, it matched my own. I mouthed a sorry, and a soft smile appeared on his mouth. My heart melted, but my face didn't. I let out another scream. The docters ears were about to break, but he didn't stop his job.

"Come on, only a few more pushes. You can do it, your highness." I really wished he would stop calling me that. It was a pain. I gave a few more pushes. "It seems that you are a few week early." He told me, a concentrated look on his face. I nodded my head. I was early, three weeks. I dont know why, most of the birhts in Wonderland were accurate. "Alright, just one more push. Big one now." He nodded his head, sweat beating on his own face. I gave one last, hard push. Then....nothing. No cry, no breath. Nothing. My heart stopped. Why didnt I hear anything. I looked at Dedrick, who was confused. Moments passed. Where was my child? A tear rolled down my cheek. Where was it?

"He's alive!" The doctor gasped. My head shot up, and my eyes met the doctor's. In his arms was a little child, wrapped in a blue blanket. The doctor handed me the child, and I securley wrapped my arms around it. Looking at Dedrick, a smile crept on my face. he was frozen, looking at the little boy in my arms. I looked down at the life in my arms, love filling my veins. He had brown hair, with white highlights at the tips. Brown eyes stared up at me, and a toothless smile giggled at me. I wiped back a strand of brown tendrils and placed a kiss to his forehead.

"Anthony." I chuckled. It seemed like the perfect name. It fit him just right. "Anthony Mason Sigia." His full name. Dedricks last name completed it, and it had a great ring to it. Dedrick chuckled.

"I like the sound of that." He placed a kiss on Anthony's forehead, and on my cheek.

"Congratulations." The doctor bowed, before leaving the room. I finally glanced at Alice and Tarrant, who sat in the loveseat, watching.

"He's beautiful." Alice breathed, looking at Anthony. I nodded my head.

"Yes, he is." I agreed. Tarrant got up and led Alice out of the room, giving us privacy with our newborn.

"May I hold him?" Asked Dedrick, a hopeful look in his eyes. I nodded and handed Anthony to him. My heart did a flip as I saw father and son. I gently closed my eyes and fell asleep.

A/N: Hope you liked it! I though it was cute. Next chapter going to be up in maybe two days or so, cause I broke my leg and it hurts like hell. :)