Chapter 3: Dan and Natalie, Natan

Natalie's POV.

I can only remember the horrible things for the clue hunt that had occurred eight years ago. Like when my own mum shot me in the foot, and when she'd torture anyone that got in her way. I still remember Irina, and I truthfully sometimes wish I didn't. I know that when I was younger I was a selfish little brat who got everything I wanted, but now, I can assure you I've changed. I can thank Daniel for that. Yes, I married him. After all those years of arguing and hating each other, we finally confesses to each other (and ourselves) we had feeling for each other. I am glad we did get married and I have no regrets, except trusting and listening to my mother.

Today, I'm pregnant with my first child and a model, actress and designer. And as of this exact moment, I'm walking down the red carpet in London, England.

As I walked down the carpet, signing autographs for fans, taking pictures with fans and posing for paparazzi and fans, all I could think about was my child. Well, it isn't born yet, I am pregnant with it, nine months to be specific.

"Mrs. Kabra," a reporter called to me, it annoyed me when people called me 'Mrs. Kabra' instead of Mrs. Cahill.

"Yes," I replied a little annoyed.

"Have you decided on the child's name?" He asked. I hadn't, Dan and I haven't even talked about it.

I shook my head, "No Mr., what's your name?" I asked.

"P-P-Parker Johnson." He stammered, he was beginning to remind me of Amy when she was younger and much more shy.

"Okay Parker, when we decide I'll inform you first after my relatives and closest friend." I said and he wrote down his number on a sheet of paper and handed me it.

"A-A-Also Mrs. Kabra, have you learned the gender and will your mother be informed of this?" He asked.

"Yes it is going to be a girl, and she has already has been informed and isn't to happy about any of it" I said and I posed for fans taking photos of me.

"H-H-How is your husband, Daniel Cahill taking this?" He asked again.

"Well," I said, "He is defiantly pretty nervous, like me, but he is also very excited. Again like me!"

"Well Mrs. Kabra," the reporter started, "I will see you at the after party of your new movie, Glamour and Magazines."

After the after party, I went straight to my mansion, the one in London. Dan had let me buy another house in London, if he got one in Massachusetts.

"DAN," I yelled as I walked into the mansion, "I'm home!" I heard footsteps coming down from the Grand staircase. I walked into the living room and hung my jacket up.

"Finally," someone said from behind me, I turned around and saw Dan, "Your home!" I smiled and ran over to him and hugged him.

"How did your team do?" I asked, Dan happened to be a hockey player.

He sighed, "We won by two points," I smiled, "But, Grayson Kennard, you know him right, my buddy?" I nodded my head and he continued, "Well he broke his arm and isn't allowed to play for the rest of the season."

I sighed, "What did he do this time. I knew when you said you'd found a friend like Hamilton, it wasn't a good thing,"

He rolled his eyes, "Hamilton isn't a bad guy, didn't you hear he and Sinead had a daughter one month ago." I nodded my head, "Well," he began again, "He got into a bit of a fist fight with the ref. because he didn't foul a guy who knocked me over,"

I sighed and went to go sit on the couch," Dan we need to think of names." I said.

"For what?" He said while stuffing a carrot in his mouth.

"The baby," I replied.

"Oh." he said dumbly, "Well, how about, Breanne?"

"No," I said, "How about Renee?"

"No," He said, "How about Hailey, or Sydney?"

"No," I said, "How about Aniyah?"

"Ok," he said.

I moaned, "If you don't want- wait" I said, "Did you say yes?" he nodded, I smiled, "Well now we need a middle name, any ideas?"

"Renée." He said.

"What?" I said.

"Renee," He repeated, "Aniyah Renee Cahill, you like it?" He asked.

"Yes," I said smiling.

2 weeks later

As I walked into my Mansion, I couldn't help but wonder when she was going to come. I had prayed the night before that she'd come soon.

Once I had sat down on the couch, it became all wet. YES I thought, then Wait was the next word that came to my mind. "DAN!" I screamed.

21 hours later

"She's beautiful!" I said looking at my daughter, she had, curly brown hair, and brown eyes.

"What's her name?" Amy asked admiring my daughter.

"Aniyah Renee Cahill." I replied.

"Awwwwwww," Amy, Sinead, and Reagan cooed.

I was finally happy. I had my beautiful little angel. The one I had been waiting for, for nine months.