Chapter six: No-one in the world.

Joseph could have burst with happiness as the midwife carefully placed his softly whimpering daughter in his arms for the first time. He looked at the tiny face staring up at him, her skin was an ivory, flushed with pink and her eyes were a glittering emerald green, she was an exact double of her mother. Slowly he walked to the opposite end of the bed, where Jac was slumped against the pillows. She looked exhausted but alert as she craned her neck desperate to get a look at her little girl. "Here" Joseph whispered, carefully placing her in Jac's outstretched arms and wrapping his own around them both.

Jac caught her breath and her daughter's whimpering quietened as she snuggled into Jac's chest, where she seemed to fit perfectly. Up till this point, Jac didn't think she could love anyone as much as she loved Joseph, but here she was about to burst with love for this tiny little girl, who she'd only, met a few minutes ago. She looked at her daughter and then back up at Joseph. "She looks like you, poor thing!" she smiled tenderly, Joseph winced and grinned back, "She's got your eyes though, she's going to freeze many hearts with those," he teased. However their affectionate bickering was interrupted by the midwife as she came bustling in.

"Have you got a name yet?" She asked innocently. Jac and Joseph stopped in their tracks, naming their daughter was not something they'd ever managed to agree on. "Not yet, not really" Jac replied as casually as she could, as Joseph looked away and blushed, "What is it Joe?" Jac asked, instantly noticing.

"Actually, I had another idea when I was driving here." He mumbled, "I was listening, to the radio and a song came on and one of the lyrics said 'There's no-one in the world like Emily," It wasn't really my kind of music, if I'm honest, but let's face it, there is no-one in the world like her is there? I think Emily Jacqueline would be a really lovely name." He smiled, looking at his girlfriend and daughter. "Emily," muttered Jac trying the name in her mouth, "I'm not sure about the Jacqueline bit, but I like the rest. I was thinking we could give her Marie as a middle name instead, like Ann-Marie- after her grandmother." She added hesitantly.

"No, I like Marie, but Jacqueline stays." Smiled Joseph, refusing to budge an inch.

"How about Emily Jacqueline Marie Naylor-Byrne?" suggested the midwife, as she fussed around the new formed family, "It's a long name, but that way everyone gets what they want- it's a good compromise." Speaking in unison and grinning at each other, the two new parents, tried out the suggestion then looked at their daughter.

"It suits her," Jac remarked, "I like it."

"Me too," grinned Joseph, unable to tear his eyes away from her, "I think that settles it then, Emily Jacqueline Marie Naylor-Byrne, it is." As he kissed Jac for what seemed the millionth time, they were interrupted by the squealing electronic tune of Joseph's mobile. "That'll be mother," He grinned sheepishly, "She wants to know, who her little Granddaughter is, I'll be back in a minute."

Jac was thrilled but shattered, clutching the now sleeping Emily to her chest, she allowed herself to fall back into the pillows, closed her eyes and began to drift away, until a timid knock on the door roused her from her dozing state. "Come in," she whispered so as not to wake her daughter. Awkwardly, Sahira poked her head around the door, wondering if her usually cold colleague would really want to see her.

"She's beautiful Jac," she said hovering by the door, "What've you called her?"

"Emily, Emily Naylor-Byrne" Jac blushed slightly, not really sure about what to say next, she and Sahira had never really been on "small-talk" terms, but there are some things you just can't share without becoming closer in some way. Childbirth is one of those things.

"So," Sahira began, edging closer, "I hear Joseph is whisking the you and the children away soon," Jac sighed, it was this that terrified her the most now, but she was ready. "Joseph actually runs a surgery in Penrith," Jac explained sighing heavily, still gazing into the eyes of her little Emily. "He was offered your job, as the Darwin consultant, but Harry was only six weeks old and Faye had only just left them. There was no way he could have coped with that high pressure job and raising his son, so he left for Penrith- he asked me to come with him but I said no and let him go for what I thought was forever. See I had this dream, I thought I was going to become a consultant at Holby and I wasn't about to give that up."

"And then I came along and screwed that plan right up didn't I?" grinned Sahira awkwardly, as Jac nodded honestly, smiling slightly. "This one had a hand in it too," She chuckled, "I mean do you honestly think I planned to have a baby? Not that I regret it actually. She brought the man I love and his son back to me and made me realise, what's important in life. That's why we're going to Penrith." Sahira was speechless, this wasn't the Jac Naylor she'd known when she started her career at Holby.

"Gosh Jac," she beamed "I know I've not seen you for a month or two, but Emily's not even a day old yet and she's already changed you. I'm going to miss your delightful bedside manner every shift, but I'm happy for you, I really am."

"Thanks Little Miss 'Sunshine' Shah." Jac shot back with a smirk, as Sahira's pager suddenly began to beep.

"Well I guess I've got to go. I hope everything works out ok for you and Joseph. You do deserve it." She turned on her heel and fled from the room.

Feeling overwhelmingly happy, Jac forced herself to place Emily back in her cot so she could rest her arms. "Well Emily," She cooed to the child, "They'd better discharge us soon. Mummy's got a lot of packing to do."

FIN

So that's my first multi-chapter fic over and done with, I don't know whether to be sad or relieved.

I think I should just clarify, that the lyrics "There's no-one in the world like Emily" are by From First To Last and I personally, have nothing against the band, I just loved the lyric and wanted to use it, but didn't think it would be the kind of music that Joseph would listen to.

Any way I hope you enjoyed this. Please feel free to read and review, I'd love to hear what you think. Also I'd love to hear any ideas you've got for what I should write next- I'm a bit stuck for ideas right now.