Just two more chapters after this one! I am considering writing a sequel if anyone wants me to write one!

Five weeks later

Echo

"We find out whether we're having a girl or boy today," I told Octavia, my eyes on the baby in my arms. Hope, who was beginning to be awake more often, was looking around with her wide brown eyes. She made a cute little sound, like a mix between a squeal and gurgle.

"What are you hoping for?" she asked, her eyes leaving her daughter to look at me.

"Honestly? I want a daughter. Bellamy wants a daughter too. Though I wouldn't mind a son."

She nodded. Hope started to whimper. "She's hungry." I handed to baby back to her mother, who as subtly as unbuttoned her shirt so the babe could drink. "It's quite miraculous, having a baby grow inside you for nine months. I thought is was surreal, but it's even more surreal when the baby is born and you have this tiny little human. Ten perfectly wrinkled toes and fingers, this grabby little hands, little legs that kick, the most beautiful face you've ever seen, little pink lips and curious, innocent eyes. It's the most real thing in the world. When your baby is born, you'll find yourself just staring, memorizing every tiny detail on him or her."

I smiled at her, beginning to wonder what my child would look like. Dark hair and brown eyes for sure. But would the baby have straight hair like me or Bellamy's curls? I hoped that the baby would inherit Bellamy's freckles.

The hardest part now, besides the labor itself, was picking a name.

...

Bellamy

We headed to medbay for our appointment with Abby. We would be finding out the sex of our child today, as today was the sixth month mark. Echo's always growing belly started to make everyday life for her difficult, although we knew it was coming from my sister's experience. She could never get comfortable in bed, she had to sit sideways at dinner or else her stomach would constantly bump the table edge…she couldn't wait to get this baby out of her.

Abby greeted us in medbay with a smile. "Are you two ready?"

Echo and I looked at each other with excited smiles and nodded.

"Alright," she led the way to the room she set up with a bed and an ultrasound that was very conveniently down here. It didn't work at first Abby had said, but Raven was able to restore it. Echo, by now used to the rather frequent ultrasounds, sat on the propped up bed and laid back, lifting her shirt for Abby. "Let's see if you're growing a baby girl or boy."

Echo glanced at me, her face showing excitement and nervousness at the same time. I took her hand, giving it a little squeeze. She jumped a little when Abby put the gel on her stomach and rubbed the strobe around to find the baby. After a few seconds Abby turned to us with a smile. "Would you like to see?"

Echo nodded enthusiastically. Abby turned the monitor. Echo gasped at the image. I sat up straighter, mesmerized.

"That's our baby?" I asked almost breathlessly. "We created that?"

Abby chuckled. "Yes. You created this perfect little girl."

Echo finally tore her eyes from the screen. "It's a girl?"

Abby nodded. "Yes, she's developing quite nicely and her heart is strong. Would you like to hear it?"

...

"A daughter, we're going to have a daughter!"

We were back in our room, Echo on the bed propped up by a mass of pillows. I rubbed her belly, still hyped up from the news.

"A perfect little girl, and she'll have a cousin just a few months older than her to grow up with." She turned to me. "Should we tell Octavia?"

I laughed. "I think we should. Roan, too. They'll love to know that they'll have a niece."

She chuckled. "Well, maybe Octavia. Roan was hoping for a nephew since he didn't get a son. Though I'm pretty sure Hope and our babe will be forces to be reckoned with."

That was the truest thing I've ever heard. Hope and our daughter may be girls, but no doubt that they'll be just as badass and tough as their mothers. They'll be little warriors, of the ice and sky.

"Octavia will want to know if we chose a name," Echo interrupted my thoughts. "We haven't chosen one yet."

"I didn't name Octavia until after she was born," I reminded her.

"Yes, but you were a child who hadn't known you'd be naming and raising her and you didn't know the sex. If you had known that Octavia was a girl and that you'd be naming her, would you have before she was born?"

I hesitated. She was right, I would have. Anyone would've. I finally nodded.

"Do you have any idea then?" I asked her.

Echo hesitated this time, biting her lip. "I was…I was thinking that maybe we could name her Aurora…after you're mother." She watched me carefully, beginning to rant when she didn't get a response. "I mean, we don't have to…only if you want to. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have—" I pressed my lips to hers to stop the rambling. She looked at me in surprise when I pulled away

"I love it, Echo. It's perfect." She relaxed and gave me a small smile. "Now let's go tell O and Roan that they'll have a niece."

She took my hand and we headed to the dinner hall where they'd be. We found them at the usual table with Hope. "I'll get us our food," I told Echo and she nodded, sitting across from Octavia. I went to the line to get two plates and sat beside Echo and across from Roan.

"So?" Octavia looked at us expectantly, passing Hope to Roan. "Did you find out what your baby is?"

Echo smiled at me, nodding. I turned to my sister. "We're having a daughter."

Octavia squealed. Roan shook his head with a smile. "Guess I'm out of luck with there being any boys."

Octavia laughed. "When Hope and…when the two girls kick your ass in a few years you won't care about having boys." She turned back to us. "Does she have a name?"

I turned to Echo, nodding at her. Your turn.

Echo nodded. "She does…her name is Aurora."