Cammie gritted her teeth in pain. Her contractions were becoming more frequent, and her husband wasn't driving fast enough. "Zach," she moaned. At this rate, she was going to have the baby in the car.

"Gallagher Girl, I'm driving as fast as I can. I already have a dozen speeding tickets, and I'm dead if I get another one," Zach replied apology. He was turn between driving fast enough so that they got to the hospital quickly and driving slow enough so that they didn't get into an accident. By the death glare his wife was giving him, however, he was more worried at about the first one.

"Well, if you don't drive any faster, I'm going to have this baby in the car," she shot back. Zach's eyes widened and he stepped on the gas. They were at the hospital in five minutes.

All of their friends were already at the hospital reception desk waiting for them. Grant and Zach helped Cammie into a wheelchair while Liz filled out the paperwork. Cammie squeezed the side of the wheelchair tightly. She had concussions, broken bones, and stiches, but nothing compared to the pain she was feeling at that moment. Zach looked over at her, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. "You okay?" he whispered gently.

"Just peachy," Cammie snapped back. Another contraction hit, and she squeezed the side of the wheelchair tightly. Zach gently removed grabbed her hand and placed it in his. Though the pain in his hand was bad, he knew it was nothing compared to what Cammie was feeling.

Finally, Cammie was admitted and set up in a room. Bex went to call Cammie's mom and Oliver, who hadn't been told earlier due to the time. While Bex was gone, the doctor came in. "Good news," he announced. "You're about seven centimeters dilated so it won't be long."

"And the drugs?" Cammie prompted eagerly. The doctor laughed.

"A nurse will be in here shortly," he reassured her. Cammie glared at him.

"Well, tell her to speed it up," she snapped. The doctor nodded his head and ran out of the run, truly afraid of what the blonde spy could do to him.

Zach raised an eyebrow at his wife. "Don't you think you could've done that a little more nicely?" Cammie turned around and glared at her husband. He backed up a few steps.

"Next time you've given birth, you can tell me how to act," she shot back, continuing to glare at him. At that moment, all of their friends walked back into the room. Grant laughed at the scared look on Zach's face until Bex elbowed him in the ribs.

"How long did the doctor say it would be?" Liz asked worriedly.

"Too long for me," Cammie replied. A nurse entered the room. "Thank God, drugs!" The nurse gave her a shot. Cammie's face suddenly turned serene. "Much better," she stated with a loopy smile.

"How you are feeling now?" Zach joked.

"Great, sweetheart," Cammie answered happily. He laughed.

They all waited about an hour before the doctor said it was time for Cammie to go into labor. It had already been decided that Bex, Liz, and the just-arrived Macey were going to be back there with her. Cammie's mom was on her way, but they weren't sure she was going to be there in time. Zach and Cammie had decided early on that he wouldn't be in the delivery room. He didn't like the idea of seeing his wife in that much pain and she didn't want him to see her like that. And so Grant, Jonas, Zach, and Preston sat in the waiting room. Grant was playing with a bouncey ball he had bought in the gift shop. He kept throwing it at the wall and accidentally hitting patients, which brought doctors over to yell at him once or twice. Jonas sat there reading some kind of science-y magazine that looked too difficult for Zach to even try to comprehend. Preston seemed to be in the middle of writing something furiously on notecards. Every once and a while you would hear him sigh. Finally, he threw his notecards on the floor. "I give iup. It's time to become a spy instead," Preston stated.

The three guys laughed at him. "Come on, dude. It can't be that bad," Grant stated. Preston gave him a look.

"Wanna bet? I have two people giving me two differnet sets of advice. My campaign manager is telling to play it by the book, keep myself at a respectable distance from the voters. Macey's telling me to go out there and get to know the people I want to help and let them get to know me. I don't know who to listen to," he ranted.

"Well, I think you have to think about who knows you better," Jonas suggested thoughtfully. "I mean, your manager profits if you get elected president so he's not objective, but Macey would love you whether you were president or a garbage man. That's got to count for something."

All of the guys nodded in agreement. Personally, Zach had had his doubts when Macey had fell in love with and married Preston, but he grew to be good friends with the guy. Preston was nice if not a little nerdy, and he was a good man. Who knew, maybe there was an actual shot of them having a decent president.

Zach's thoughts were interrupted by Bex appearing in front of them. "Cammie had a girl," she told them excitedly. All four men stood up and headed towards Cammie's room. It was time to meet their newest family member.