A couple weeks after Circe recovered from her severe food poisoning, Nervous was already asleep and Circe was heading up to bed but as Circe reached the top of the stairs, she felt something warm run down her leg. She looked down and saw the puddle forming underneath her feet.

"Nervous! I think my water just broke!"

Nervous bolted out of bed and ran over to where she was and tried to lead her to the bedroom, when she cried out, "Oh God, I think it's coming out, NOW!" as she felt the baby drop into her pelvis and felt an overwhelming sensation of pressure and the urge to push. She screamed as the contractions wracked her body, the pain causing her to drop to her knees. All Nervous could do was help gently lower her to the ground as he realized that the baby wasn't going to wait. He realized that she still had her pants on, so he removed them and set them to the side.

He had just barely set them down when he saw the baby's head emerging. Inside, he was freaking out, but he could not show his wife that he was panicking.

"Push, Circe! I can see the head."

"OH GOD THIS HURTS!"

"I know, but you have to keep going! I love you."

"I love you t- AHHHHH!" she screamed as the baby's head fully crowned with one push and came out fully on the next.

Remembering her breathing, she panted as she waited for the next contraction, sweat running off her forehead and tears falling.

As another strong contraction hit, Nervous said, "Come on, Circe! Just a couple good pushes and our baby will be here!"

She breathed deep and bore down as one shoulder came, and then the next, with the rest of the baby following soon after into Nervous' waiting hands. As soon as it came out, Nervous patted and rubbed the baby's back to get it to cry and sure enough, it let out a strong cry to let its parents know it had entered the world.

"What is it, Nervous?"

"We have a daughter, Circe. She is so beautiful," he said as he handed their newborn to her mother.

They stared down at their newborn daughter and could see both of them in her. She had her mother's complexion and lips, and her father's eyes, nose, and dark hair.

"What should we name her, Circe?"

"What about my mother's middle name, Athena?"

"That's perfect. She will grow up to be smart, just like her mother."

"I love you so much, Nervous."

"I love you too, Circe," he said as he moved his face closer to hers and gave her a gentle kiss before giving their daughter a gentle kiss on the head.