A/N: WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC LABOR SCENE! If you don't want to read it I have it marked, read down to the line then go to the next chapter. It picks up right after she has delivered. I recently saw my sister go through labor, I was nice to Kiya because she's only in labor for 10 or so hours, my sister was in labor for 25 so yeah, this is kinda based on my experience from that.

A moment later Gaara and Miyzu reappeared in a swirl of sand next to the reception desk on the top floor of the library. Before anyone had a chance to say anything Gaara was already sprinting to the door that led to the stairwell. Several people in the Library were incredibly confused because it was a very rare occasion that called for the Kazekage to run.

Gaara ran, not paying any attention to the people looking at him. He got to the door and threw himself bodily against it not wanting to lose any momentum getting down the stairs. He leaped the stairs four at a time but after two flights decided that it wasn't quick enough and launched himself over the banister to the next flight of stairs down.

He cleared the stairs in record time, flinging open the fourth underground door he shouted "KIYA!"

Kiya had been sitting on the floor for about 10 minutes when she heard footsteps out in the stair well. Her head perked up hoping beyond hope that it was Gaara. The door flew open and smashed into the wall, a second later she heard her husband yell her name.

"Gaara! I'm here in the back! OW!" she yelled back as another contraction rolled over her. She tried to breathe through it.

Gaara found her in no time and slid to a stop on his knees next to her. Kiya snatched his hand and held on, waiting for the contraction to end.

"Gaara I'm so sorry I left, I knew I wasn't supposed to." Kiya said after the contraction had passed.

"It's okay, I'm actually happy you did, if you hadn't you'd be at home with no one around." Gaara said helping her to stand up. "We have to get to the hospital. Close your eyes and hold your breath." In a flurry of sand, they were gone.

Sakura was sitting at her desk in Suna Regional Hospital; it had been a fairly slow day, nothing that she was needed for. She heard some commotion outside her door and she got up and stuck her head out the door.

"Sakura-san! I was just coming to look for you! The Kaze-hime has gone into labor; she is requesting you join her immediately in room 203." One of the Nurses raced up to her and said breathlessly.

"I'm sure she didn't use such polite language." Sakura commented out loud as she put on her doctors coat.

"Well, no, she didn't Sakura-san, but she is in labor, with her first child no less!" the nurse reasoned.

Sakura chuckled "True. Well thank you for letting me know."

Kiya groaned as another contraction pulled on her abdomen. Gaara held her hand through it all. He felt so bad, he felt so helpless. Here was someone he loved more than anything in pain that he caused and he couldn't do anything about it. The best he could do was to hold her hand and let her squeeze it as hard as she wanted; he even stopped his sand shield from covering his hand because he wanted to share just a little in the pain she was feeling so he wouldn't feel like she was alone.

"Okay someone get me a saline drip, we can't have her dehydrated." Sakura ordered. "Okay Kiya you are about 7 centimeters which means you're really close to pushing."

"I want to push now! Sakura, get this fucking kid out of me!" Kiya wailed just holding back tears.

Gaara's heart wrenched in his chest. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" he whispered over and over again.

"Gaara, you stop that right now! The last thing I need is you going to pieces on me-EEEE AAAAAAHHHH!" she crushed his hand in her iron grip as another contraction seized her.

Kiya had been in the hospital for 6 hours now and had only gained a grand total of 4 centimeters having come in at 3. She was sweating lightly and her hair was starting to get frizzy and stick to her face.

"Temari!" Kiya yelled after the contraction had let up. "Temari, get my hair away from me!"

Temari rushed over, pulling one of her own hair ties from one of her 4 pigtails and tied Kiya's lengthy hair up on top of her head as far away from her face as possible. Temari had come from Konoha a week earlier and was staying in a hotel waiting for her nephew.

It was now 1:30 am, they had been in the hospital for 9 hours and Sakura was checking to see if Kiya was dilated enough to push.

"Well it looks like you are at 10 so you can start pushing now. Okay Gaara, Temari I need each of you to hold her legs and push back on them every time she has a contraction." Sakura instructed.

Gaara and Temari nodded, wanting to help in any way. Gaara took Kiya's leg behind her knee and held it but never relinquishing his other hand from her grasp.

"Okay Kiya, the next contraction push as hard as you can." Sakura said and the last leg of labor began.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! GET IT OUT!" Kiya screamed as she pushed for what seemed like the millionth time. She had been pushing for an hour now. She was totally exhausted, hungry and just plain pissed off. After the contraction Kiya took her precious few seconds of rest and sobbed, she felt totally hopeless and just done.

"Kiya don't cry, don't waste your energy on crying, you have to have this baby, you are so close just a few more pushes! You can do it!" Sakura said hurriedly before the next contraction could hit.

"Oh my fucking gods! I just want to slee-EEEEEEP!" Kiya responded as another contraction rolled over her. She pushed as hard as she could but she could see the darkness closing in from the edges of her vision, she was about to pass out, she needed to breathe. Then everything went dark.

Gaara was avidly watching his wife, trying not to look any where else but her face. He was already high strung but a spike of unadulterated terror swept through him as he saw his wife's face contort then her eyes roll into the back of her head and her eyelids flutter shut.

"KIYA!" He shouted letting go of her leg to pull her face between his palms. "KIYA! WHERE ARE YOU?" he shouted again holding her relaxed face. He could feel the hot tears behind his eyes, burning and stinging their way out. He'd done it; he'd killed the only person he really loved. Panic took him, he couldn't think straight any more. His life would be a totally empty void without Kiya.

"I need oxygen right now!" Sakura yelled to one of the nurses who attempted to pry Gaara from his wife to which he refused desperately.

"GAARA!" Sakura roared quieting the whole room "She's not dead, just passed out, she needs oxygen so MOVE YOUR ASS!"

Kiya slowly came back to herself with new found energy, she could see the finish line, she was almost there. She woke to a mask over her face and a sudden contraction. The nurse pulled the mask away so Kiya could push. Gathering all of her strength Kiya reared up and pushed as hard as she had ever pushed in her life.

"That's it Kiya! He's crowning! Don't stop Kiya just a few more pushes and you're home free." Sakura cheered.

Kiya rested for a moment and whispered "Gaara, I love you."

"I love you too." He said and squeezed her hand back.

"Kiya don't stop! The heads out, come on push the shoulders!" Sakura said.

With one final huge push Kiya felt the mass of pressure suddenly lift off of her pelvis and she felt the rest of her baby slide out.

A sharp cry pierced the air and Kiya and Gaara burst into tears. Their baby boy was here.