Hola me nombres es Georgia, et toi? It's us again with our Samcedes fic at...00:11 on 14 June so we're really tired D: Before we go to sleep WE NEED NAMES! Please! It would do the world (and our fic) some greater good if we had names. BOY names. The middle name is Samuel only because before he died, Sam refused for the baby if it was a boy to be named after him if anything happened. The winner will get 1000 cyber cookies and an OC cameo on the next chapter. So yeah, we need names. What we mean by the OC cameo is that your OC will feature in the next chapter, whether that be a patient/nurse/annoying little kid who visits a person in hospital, it's up to us. We'll let you know of the winner in a PM and they can do whatever. Peace Out! TG101 :-D x

"Hey Mercedes" Nora smiled, taking the clipboard of the end of the bed "Alright, let's see what we've got at the moment..." as she studied the notes, Mercedes groaned, a contraction coming quickly.

It seemed they were pretty much constant and even though she had pain relief, there was tonnes load of pressure that took her breath away.

"Easy Mercedes...that's it, you're doing good." the nurse soothed, placing a cool washcloth on the young woman's forehead.

"Thanks." she smiled gratefully, her eyes closing momentarily "How far am I?"

"Well, from what the contractions are stating, you're in transistion meaning you're baby's gonna come soon!"

"Yay" Mercedes laughed sarcastically "How many people can I have?"

"Three's the maximum."

"Quinn, my Mom and Kurt. Sugar is my friend but I don't want her to be freaked out 'specially this close to her having the twins."

"Alright. Now transition can last for either one or two contractions or even one or two hours. You may feel the need to vomit or you may find yourself shaking or even really hot one moment and cold the next. Don't worry, it's all perfectly normal."

Over the next hour, what Mercedes experienced was in her eyes, anything but normal. She was shaking and her body temperature decided to go all out of whack.

"You're almost there Mercedes." Nora sang, looking over her shoulder whilst washing her hands. "I'll alert Dr Meyers to let her know you're ready."

"Alright" Mercedes mumbled, wiggling her feet. They. Were. Freezing. "Kurt, could you...agh...ooh." she grunted as she fought the urge not to push but it proved too much.

"I...gotta push!" she groaned, shuffling about to get comfortable. "I gotta puushhh"

Just then, Dr Meyer, Nora and one more nurse came into the room "Okay Mercedes, from what I can hear, you're having the urge to push...let's just see how far you are..."

"Fuck that...I just gotta push." Mercedes moaned weakly, tears slipping out of her eyes and squeezing Kurt's hand, making him pale.

"I can now confirm you are fully dilated. Just wait five minutes to set up then you can start." Dr Meyer smiled brightly, giving Mercedes' shoulder a comforting rub.

"Right Mercedes, when you're ready, I want you to push down to your bottom, like you're on the toilet, on your next contraction alright? Chin on your chest and push down long and strong"

"Yep"

"Okay...the next one is coming now...and go go go..."

Mercedes shut her eyes and pushed for as long and hard as her body would let her. She gave a small scream as she felt a weight inch down slightly.

"Mercedes, Mercedes? All the energy you could be using to get your baby out, you're wasting by screaming."

"I don't care! I just want it out!" she shouted, her speech distorted by the mouth piece.

"I know this sounds cliche but you are doing really well, especially for a first time Mom. You'll have a baby within the hour, that I can guarantee. Alright...and again"

An hour later, Mercedes wasn't making progress. At least, she didn't think so. But according to Dr Meyer, her Mom, Nora, the other nurse who introduced herself as Anya and Kurt she was 'so so close.'

"...it's crowning! You're almost there Mercedes! A few more then you'll be a Mom! It's got a lotta dark hair so it takes after you!" Nora smiled, holding Mercedes' left leg up.

Mercedes whimpered softly, pain spasming down her back in waves making her lurch forward and bear down

"You can do it...you can do it" Kurt whispered reassuringly, yelping as his hand was suddenly crushed. He looked over and immediatly felt light headed. There was a load of blood, he didn't do good with blood. His vision was taken over by black dots and he could hear the noise of everything become muffled. Before he knew it, he was on the floor and there was a sharp pain going through his left ankle.

"Kurt" Mercedes sat up, trying to see over the edge but was taken back by a burning pain that made her suddenly suck her teeth.

"'Ce, I need you to pant for me alright? Now the cord seems to be around the neck..."

"Aw HELL to the naw! I...lost Sam, I'm not going to lose this baby!"

"Easy does it." Dr Meyers muttered, gently manipulating the cord around the baby's neck "Easy..."

Mercedes screamed as the shoulder came out, quickly followed by another shoulder and the rest of the body.

She panted, leaning back into the pillows weakly, laughing "I just had a baby" she smiled, her fringe sticking to her forehead.

She strained her ears, trying to hear the first vital cries. There wasn't.

"What's wrong? I-is it alright?" Mercedes whispered, her eyes welling up. "Why isn't it crying?"

"Don't worry Mercedes, everything's alright, he just needs time to wake up properly." Anya explained, trying to keep the new mom calm.

Mercedes frowned in thought "He?" she asked Nora "Did you just say 'he'"?

Just then, an angry wail could be heard from the warming table in the corner "Oh, he's got a set of lungs!" Nora laughed, checking that the baby was okay.

Mercedes smiled wryly. Kid's not even five minutes old and already he had a voice to rival her own.

"Oh, it's okay honey, Mommy's right here." the nurse cooed, adjusting the small woolen cap on his forehead "Come on, let's see Mommy"

As Anya walked over with the baby, Dianne took a few pictures, wiping away the tears in her eyes

"Here he is Mom, a healty baby boy, 7 pounds 1 which is a nice healthy weight. Apgar is 8 so yeah, he's all yours."

Anya transfered the baby to Mercedes who gasped as she felt his weight. He felt so heavy in her stomach and yet...he was so tiny

"Hey honey" she laughed, kissing his forehead "Hey sweetie"

"Do you have a name?" Dr Meyer asked, clearing away some of the medical equipment "We're gonna need one soon for medical references, preferably by the end of today. "

"I'm not sure 'bout the first name but the middle is definitely Samuel. Even though he's not here, I can tell he's watching us to make sure we're okay."

"How can you tell?" the young doctor mused lightly, raising a quizzical eyebrow.

"It's the 29th of September, AKA the day Sam proposed to me." Mercedes grinned, gasping as the infant opened his eyes.

They were green.

Just like Sam's.