Here we are ladies and gentlemen, the day that has been 37 chapters in the making. The birth! I find it funny that I'm posting this chapter on the day of my birth. I think as a gift you all should leave me lovely reviews letting me know what you think of this chapter and/or the story so far. I hope you all enjoy it!

Thor stretched his arms overhead, yawning softly as he opened his eyes. He and Jane were back in Asgard, visiting his parents and Loki. After handling some kingly duties with his father that morning, he couldn't resist crawling back into bed when he saw Jane napping peacefully. He only intended to lay in bed with her, to whisper softly to their babe, but somewhere between telling the baby stories he dozed off, his hand resting on Jane's stomach. Thor looked around the room as he realized the bed was empty, his eyes landing on the closed bathroom door. 'Jane must be in there,' he thought, closing his eyes again.

"THOR!" Jane screamed, causing him to bolt upright. Mjölnir flew to his hand as he rushed toward the bathroom, his heart pounding with fear and worry. Was it the Frost Giants? Had they invaded Asgard? Was it some other foreign enemy he had not yet thought of? Was it the babe?

"Jane!" Thor cried, knocking the bathroom door off its hinges in his haste. "What is it, Jane?" he asked, his eyes darting around the spacious bathroom, looking for the unseen threat.

"Thor, my water broke," Jane said, her eyes wide.

Thor took a moment to process the information, a wrinkle forming between his eyebrows. "What?" he asked softly, his grip loosened on Mjölnir.

"My water broke; the baby's coming," Jane said frantically.

"But this cannot be! The babe is not due for another two weeks," Thor replied, leaning her out of the bathroom.

"Well apparently our little one wanted to make an early entrance," Jane said, slipping on her shoes.

"How will you travel back to Midgard? Is it safe to travel between realms with the babe on its way?"

"I didn't think of that," Jane said softly. "What are we going to do?"

"I will run and see Heimdall; he will know whether or not we can take you back to Midgard. In the meantime, I shall take you to Mother and have her call upon the midwives. If we cannot take you back to Midgard, you shall have the baby here," Thor replied.

Jane's eyes widened at the thought of giving birth in Asgard. 'Give birth? In the palace? Without modern medicine?' shethought worriedly. 'Women have given birth for centuries without modern technology; I can do this,' she told herself. "Okay, let's go."

Thor took her hands in his, bowing before her. "All shall be well, Jane; I swear to you," he said, kissing her knuckles softly.

Thor wanted to bang his head against the palace walls as he listened Jane scream again, his heart clenching painfully at the sound. After walking Jane to the medical wing of the palace, he sprinted to the other side of the palace and out to the Bifrost in search of Heimdall. He never realized before how far the medical wing was from the Bifrost. His heart sank as Heimdall informed them that Jane could not travel back through the realms while she was in labor; it would be dangerous to the baby. Thor raced back to Jane with a heavy heart, passing the news to a nurse going into the birthing room. He stood in the hallway with his father, waiting for his mother or a nurse to come out with news about Jane or the baby. He ground his teeth as he resisted the urge to rush into the room; he had been told a birthing room was no place for a male and was forced to wait outside.

"I remember when you were born," Odin said suddenly, forcing Thor's gaze away from the closed door. "Your mother went into labor late one night; I awoke to her cries." Odin turned toward his son, smiling slightly. "She did not give birth to you until the early hours of the morning. I stood in this very hallway, pacing restlessly, her cries tearing at my heart as surely as Jane's cries tear at yours. But your mother told me the moment she heard your cries, she forgot about her own pain. The hours that it had taken to bring you into the world were forgotten as she held you in her arms. There is no warrior as strong as a mother. The pain she is willing to endure for her child, the lengths to which she will protect them is unrivaled. Of course, fathers are exceedingly strong too," Odin said, smiling.

Thor smiled back at his father, opening his mouth to reply when the birthing room door swung open. "Thor," a nurse called from the doorway. "Lady Jane calls for you; come quickly."

Thor rushed to the room, closing the door behind him. "To hell with traditions! I want Thor in here now!" Jane shouted angrily.

"You have a fierce daughter, my queen," one of the nurses muttered to Frigga.

"I would not have Jane any other way," Frigga replied proudly.

"I am here Jane," Thor said, rushing to her bedside.

"Thor," Jane said in relief, stretching a hand toward him. Thor sat gently on the side of the bed, kissing Jane's hand as he enveloped it between his. "God I'm so glad you're here, Thor."

"How do you fare, my love?" Thor asked, brushing the sweat soaked hair from her face.

"I feel like-" Jane's words were cut off with a scream as another contraction hit, her grip on Thor's hand tightening.

"She is close," one of the nurses said. "Lady Jane, we need you to push."

"I don't think I can," Jane said, taking a deep breath. She felt utterly exhausted, her skin soaked with sweat, her body wracked with pain from contractions. People always talked about how wonderful pregnancy was, how amazing it felt to hold your baby in your arms for the first time. No one said how utterly terrifying it was to actually give birth. "I can't do it, Thor."

"Jane," Thor said softly, taking her face in his hands. "Jane Foster. Jane Odinson," he said, smiling slightly. "You are one of the strongest people I know. You are a warrior in your own right. I have never seen you give up, not when the Bifrost was destroyed and you did not know where I was, not when your research becomes difficult for you and I know you will not give up today. You are not the type of person who surrenders for any reason. I know you are in pain; your cries have torn at my heart, but our child needs you now. I am here with you. I will lend you my strength, but our child needs yours."

Jane nodded her head, biting her lip softly. "Okay," Jane said softly. "But we are not having any more children after this. Absolutely not."

Thor laughed slightly, kissing her. "As you wish, Jane."

"Jane, we need you to push now," Frigga said.

Time seemed to stretch out for Jane, seconds seemed like minutes, hours even. All she could focus on was the pain she felt and Thor by her side. Thor, her loving husband, the man who stood by her side now, ignoring her vice grip on his hand, whispering words of encouragement in her ear. The man who believed in her strength. After what seemed like an eternity to Jane, the pain stopped. There was a moment of silence before she heard the sweetest sound in the universe: her baby's cries.

"It's a boy!" a nurse announced.

"A boy!" Thor exclaimed, kissing Jane's head.

"We have a son, Thor," Jane replied, tears of happiness trailing down her cheeks. A soft sob escaped her lips as the nurse placed the baby in her arms. She felt Thor's arm around her shoulder tighten slightly as he moved closer to her, looking down at the baby. "Oh Thor, look at him. Look at what we created together."

"He is perfect," Thor replied, his voice rough with emotion. He could feel his eyes fill with tears, his happiness unable to be suppressed. "Thank you, Jane. Thank you," Thor said, kissing her deeply. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Thor," Jane replied, smiling up at him.

"And we love you too, our little Asgeir," Thor said softly, gently placing a finger against the baby's cheeks.

It's a boy! A bouncing baby boy. Little Asgeir Thorson. Isn't that the cutest little thing ever. Don't leave me just yet readers; i've still got two more chapters up my sleeve. Reviews please, it is my birthday after all!