Drake wasn't a father yet, but even he knew that it almost always took hours to have a baby so he was rather shocked when Alexandra felt the urge to bear down with the next contraction. He shrugged off his shock as best he could and shrugged off his jacket just in case the baby arrived before the ambulance did; an ambulance that the private investigator was looking more and more anxious to see. Drake knew that in emergencies the passage of time often seemed distorted and less time had probably passed than it seemed like. Still, Drake was certain that the ambulance should be there any minute now. After this ordeal was over, he was looking forward to learning from a medical professional if traumatic events like a car accident could hasten labor like this or if it was just his lucky day.

"Hamilton owes me one forever…," Drake said jokingly, hoping to lighten the mood and was rewarded with Alexandra's painful chuckle.

Drake wasn't enthused about trying to move Alexandra, but with the baby racing the ambulance he felt he had no choice but to turn her so she could lean against the driver's side door and he could catch the baby.

Relaxing after another long, hard push, Alexandra chuckled again. "I should be out cold in labor and delivery for this part…" "

Maybe that's not so bad," Drake offered. "At the very least it will make a great story later on."

In the distance, Drake could finally hear sirens and breathed a sigh of relief. He nearly had the baby delivered though. One or two more hard pushes and he'd have the shoulders. He wasn't looking forward to how this was going to ruin his good jacket, but it wasn't as if he didn't have the money to replace it and keeping the baby warm was more important.

Alexandra bore down hard again and the shoulders emerged. Gently pulling the baby out the rest of the way, Drake wrapped the newborn in his jacket and grinned happily.

"It's a girl!" He said cheerfully and gently transferred the wailing baby to her mother.

Alexandra took the baby girl with joyful tears in her eyes. "Thanks, Paul. I couldn't have done it without you," Alexandra smiled at him tiredly.

As the ambulance pulled up, Drake flagged down the two paramedics and gave them the lowdown. They took over triaging mother and baby and Paul stepped back to give them room and so he could keep an eye out for Hamilton Burger and Lt. Arthur Tragg. He didn't have to wait long. Burger was practically out of the car before Tragg could come to a complete stop, bolting for the paramedics.

Drake caught him, attempting to calm the excited prosecutor down. The paramedics needed time to work.

"What the hell happened here, Paul?!"

"Well, I can't be certain yet because I haven't had time to look the scene over much, but it looks like the guy in the other car ran a red and nailed Alexandra on the way. Not sure why the driver ran the red, but he was dead when I found him. Alexandra is fine, Hamilton. And so is your daughter."

"My daug-?" Burger looked confused for a moment and his blue eyes widened to the size of saucers as the realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Alexandra had the baby?! In that wreck?!" He exclaimed.

"They're both fine, Hamilton. Try to relax. Come on, let's go see if the paramedics will let you go with them to the hospital."

Burger and Drake joined Lt. Tragg who was cooing at the baby just as the paramedics were about to put Alexandra in the ambulance. Catching sight of Alexandra, Burger rushed to her side.

"Alexandra, are you okay? Paul scared me half to death when he told me you'd been in an accident."

His wife smiled weakly, but warmly at him. "I'm fine. I think. Just exhausted now from all the stress and of course from…" She turned her head to indicate the baby. "She's so beautiful, Hamilton. Go on, I'm fine. Go see her."

Tragg, realizing that the ambulance was about ready to take the little family back to the hospital, gently transferred the baby to Burger's arms.

"Someone looks like her daddy," Tragg joked smugly. "Just like I thought she was going to. You can go with Alexandra they said, so uh, don't keep them waiting."

Stepping up into the ambulance, Burger gazed at his daughter with a look of awe and pure joy and held her close. Tragg was right. The poor kid did look quite a bit like him.

"Wait, is this Paul's jacket?" Burger said curiously as he noticed what his new baby daughter was swaddled in. He looked up at Drake and noticed he was indeed minus his jacket.

Alexandra chuckled. "It is. Paul delivered the baby, dear. He jokingly said you'd owe him forever."

"Him and Mason now," Burger chuckled as he waved to Paul and Tragg. "Thanks a million, Paul. I'll give everyone a call once we're situated at the hospital unless you guys want to follow us up there."

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