Sorry It's been a while, I just got back from Lagoon with my family. I started writing this in my head while I was waiting in a giant line to get on a stupid rollercoaster. So anyways, here it is Guys. Tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: All credit, proceedings, and whatever else to their rightful owner/ owners.

On the outskirts of NYC in a small house is where this all starts out. (Just setting the mood)

Rose's POV

I reached up, wiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my sleeve. It was insanely hot in the house, not to mention I had spent most of my day, against Jack's orders to rest and take it easy, rearranging the small nursery we had both prepared. I let my hands follow the newest curve of my ever expanding belly, and stood taking in what we had both done in preparation for the new baby.

I heard the front door open and shut again, and knew that Jack was home. I heard each of his footsteps fall on the floor, heading right towards our bedroom. I knew I was in trouble now. I smiled when I heard my name on his lips.

"Rose?" He questioned right as I walked up behind him.

"Yes Jack?" I couldn't help but smile at the little jump into the air he did. He turned to face me, a dorky grin on his face.

"Don't you know you're not supposed to sneak up on an old man like that?" I almost laughed at his stupid ploy to make my day.

"You are far from old, Jack." I answered happily kissing him on the cheek.

His grin suddenly, almost without effort, turned into a grimace. "Why aren't you resting Rose? The doctor told you that you needed to rest."

"I've been resting for the last eternity! I'm tired of resting. Besides, come look at what I did to the nursery."

"Rose," Jack said as I took his hand and lead him toward the nursery. "I told you not to move anything because I was going to do it. I don't want you stressing about the nursery; I'll take care of it I promise."

"Jack, you're not the only one having this baby." I said stopping in front of the door. "After all, I'm the one carrying it, I think I should be able to rearrange the nursery to my specifications. Besides, You know what they say. Mother knows best."

"They do say that," He answered, "But as the daddy, I have the right to worry about the mommy. That's my job."

"And you do that job amazingly. Now do you want to see the nursery or don't you?" I asked with my hand on the door knob.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. "Need you even ask that question, Rose?"

I opened the door and allowed him the chance to take it all in. The crib facing the door on the wall opposite it and the rocking chair in the corner by the little side table that Jack had made when we first got married. A small baby monitor sat on the side table, and there was a little changing station that I had set up, using an old dining table as the changing one. Above that sat a little shelf full of diapers, powders, and other products to use for the baby. I had the large stuffed bear that Jack had won me at the pier sitting next to the toy box I had found at a cheap yard like sale.

"Oh Rose," Jack said breathlessly. "It's absolutely beautiful." I let him slide his arms around me and lay his lips gently on mine.

**Some Time Later In the Hospital Delivery Room**

Jack's POV

I felt her nails dig into the palm of my hand, and still I managed to grin and bear it. Her breathing was jagged, and her voice was filled with pain and anguish. "Get this thing out of me, NOW." She barked at the doctor. I only managed to grin, this was the same fiery temper I had seen the first time I met her.

"Rose, I need you to push now," The doctor said to Rose.

"I can't. I can't." Tears dripped down her cheeks and sweat appeared on her brow.

"Yes you can Rose. I know you can."

"No, I can't. I can't," She screamed again and I think this time she managed to break a few bones in my hand.

"Rose, I need you to. Your baby needs you to, come on. You can do it!"

"Rose," I said to her, "You can do this."

"I see the head!" The doctor exclaimed. "Rose, push! Here come the shoulders."

"You're doing it Rose," I said, "Keep it up. You can do it Rose."

The first time I laid eyes on my daughter, I was instantly in love. At first she looked all red, blotchy, and very scrunchy. Once she was cleaned off, I noticed she had the biggest blue eyes and fuzzy red peach fuzz hair. She had her mother's nose, and my lips and eyes. I knew she would grow up with her mother's brain, talent, and beauty.

"Do you want to hold her Mr. Dawson?" The doctor asked smiling.

He laid her in my arms, and she was almost weightless. She weighed but nine pounds. She opened her eyes and looked up at me. She even managed her tiny little hand around my pinky finger.

"Look what we did Rose. Isn't she beautiful?" Tears welled in my eyes.

"She is; She's absolutely precious." She answered as I lowered her down into her arms. "Our little miracle."

"What are we going to call her?"

"Josephine. Josephine Dawson." Rose answered softly.

"Her middle name should be Rosaline. A beautiful name for the two most beautiful girls on the face of the planet." I leaned down and kissed Rose on the forehead and brushed my lips gently over Josephine's head.

"Josephine Rosaline Dawson. Josie for short."

"It's absolutely perfect Rose." I said quietly. "Absolutely perfect."

Fin. For this chapter anyways. So What do you guys think? Here comes the last chapter too! Hope you guys like it. Anyways, Onward we go!