Trying to keep her breathing even, Emma felt as though she was going to die. The pain was horrible and she began to curse like any sailor.
"Sweetheart, we're back."
She looked to the door to see Ms. Cameron and Hugh coming in. Cameron handed Weatherby a bowl and instructed him to fill it with water. When he went to do that, the other two began to get ready for what needed to be done.
"Okay Emma, spread your legs out and breathe."
Weatherby came back and was instructed to keep her cool and calm.
In almost no time at all, she was dilated enough.
"Okay, now comes the hard part. Emma, I need you to push with all of your might."
Emma sat up, grabbed her knees and pushed. God was it painful. She stopped when she couldn't anymore and she was told to relax. Emma took deep breaths but couldn't calm down. "
You're doing just fine love," Hugh said.
An hour went by and still no baby.
"Okay Emma, I think this is it. We just need one more big push and you're done," Cameron said.
"Just one more?"
"Yes, your baby is almost here."
"Come on sweetheart. You can do it, you're strong," Weatherby said.
Emma slowly sat up and clutched to her knees and pushed.
When she collapsed again, she heard something begin to cry.
"Congratulations. It's a girl," Cameron said handing the baby to Hugh.
Weatherby grasped her hand tightly and Emma began to cry.
"We did it," she whispered.
Hugh carefully washed the blood off before handing her to her tired mother.
She looked like an angel. Emma felt as though the child could possibly brake at any moment.
"Hello little girl," Weatherby whispered while gently touching her face.
The little girl opened her eyes and looked around herself. Emma smiled and put her finger into the little girl's palm. She grasped it tightly and refused to let go.
"I take it you're all getting acquainted," Hugh said.
Both of them looked up and almost forgot they were in the room. Cameron handed Weatherby a slip of parchment with two addresses on it.
"It has both the address of a church for her to be baptized in and the address of the local hall for you to get a birth certificate. If you two would leave the room for the moment, I'd like to teach the new mother how to breast feed," Cameron said.
The two men nodded and went outside to share a cigar in celebration.
That night, the two of them were alone finally and trying to come up with a name for their child.
"What about Mary," Weatherby suggested.
"No, it's fairly too common now a days."
"Jane?"
Emma shook her head and the baby coughed. "See, even she doesn't like it."
"Well then I'm all out of ideas."
Emma nodded and looked at her baby. Suddenly, something she'd long forgotten came to mind. "Elizabeth," she whispered.
The baby closed her eyes and yawned before Emma looked at her husband.
"I think Elizabeth will do her justice."
Weatherby looked down at the baby and smiled to his wife. "Elizabeth it is."
No one said anything for a little bit. Elizabeth was shocked that her birth had been so easy. Will didn't say anything because he was still thinking about his parents. Jack just absorbed everything she said and nodded for her to continue.
The next morning, they went to get the baby baptized and become a proper citizen.
"I have to go into work today. Do you think you can get back to the house by yourself," Weatherby asked.
"I'm sure we'll be fine."
During the walk, Emma and the baby had a very interesting conversation. She walked into some man on the way there.
"Sorry," they both said and continued on their ways.
Emma looked back once but she only saw from the back that he was dressed in dirty clothes and his hair was in dreadlocks. She shook her head and finally made it back to the house.
Jack smacked his forehead and it went unnoticed.
There you have it, Elizabeth is born. And Jack was there in town and didn't even know it. Next chapter should be up in a week. Later. Review Please Also, under my profile, I have a new link of the month, if you want to check that out.