"The car is here to pick us up, Franny! Hurry up and get downstairs! I'll bring down your bags!", Mr. Bennet shouted up the stairs to his wife. She was packing as if she were going on vacation for a month.

"HOLD ON THOMAS, DEAR! I'M ALMOST DONE!", Mrs. Bennet shouted back.

Lydia came downstairs with her bags and said "I'm totes ready, dad. I'm even bringing the baby a present!".

Mr. Bennet smiled smugly and said "Ahhhh, you are not the only one who goes bearing gifts, my youngest daughter. I, too, am prepared. And you already know your mother will most likely outdo us all."

Lydia laughed, "Yeah, you're right, dad. One of mom's bags is full of just presents! Can you believe it? She probably has some lame gifts, though! What'd you get the baby, dad?".

His right eyebrow lifted up and he said, "Well wouldn't you like to know?". He winked and headed up the stairs to help his wife bring her bags down.

After about 10 more minutes, all the bags were packed in the car and they were on their way to the airport. Mrs. Bennet was on her cell phone, calling up everyone she knew, to brag about her new grandbaby to be. Mr. Bennet, usually a man who doesn't really get excited for things, was on edge and eager to get to his favorite daughter. He didn't get to speak with her when she called, but he knows that he will get to have one of those deep conversations with her when he sees her. It has been months and he cannot wait. Lydia was texting Mary all the details and also texting her boss the situation and praying he'll accept the excuse. She works as a dental assistant, believe it or not. After the whole catastrophe with 'He-Who-Must -Not-Be-Named' four years ago, Lydia got serious with her school work and calmed down a little. She's still Lydia, just a little less 'energetic'.

On the other side of the country, Jane is at the airport terminal waiting area with her husband and their 10-month-old son, Charles. The Lee's have a six hour flight to California and she is praying Lizzie doesn't give birth before she gets there.

"Bing, honey, do you think the baby will wait for its other aunt? I would really like to be there for Lizzie like she was there for me when I had Charles.", Jane said worriedly to Bing.

"Of course the baby is going to wait for you, babe! You are the sweetest, most beautiful woman on the face the Earth and it will definitely want your face to be one of the first things it sees when it comes into the world.", Bing replied, trying to ease Jane's concerns.

She smiled at him, gave him a pop kiss, and answered, "That's very sweet, Bing. Thank you. I'll be more positive. I was in labor for 18 hours, so maybe Lizzie will still be in labor when we arrive."

Bing kissed Jane back, and then kissed the back of each of her hands, and said, "That's the spirit!". Charles was falling asleep in his stroller and Jane hoped he wouldn't cause a scene on the airplane. She didn't want to be 'that couple with the annoying baby'.

"Flight 462 to San Francisco, First Class now boarding.", the announcer said over the PA system. The Lees got up and made their way to the line.

Gigi was on the highway, her foot glued to the accelerator as she zoomed past the other cars. She was in the express lane and it was worth every penny. "I'm going to be an aunt! I can't believe it! It was just the other day Team FIGI was in action…", she said aloud to herself. She was the closest out of all the family members so she knew she'd be the first one there. She was glad to have Lizzie and her brother all to herself before everyone else showed up. She had some news she wanted to share with them…

Lizzie and Darcy got to the hospital and were filling out papers before Lizzie would be assigned her room. Dr. Woodhouse was about 10 minutes away so they wouldn't have to wait much longer before Lizzie could be examined. She was sat in a wheel chair and was very grateful for it because her lower backache had been gradually worsening as they approached the hospital. She didn't say anything because she didn't want Darcy to worry, but she was feeling slightly relieved now.

They took the elevator to the 4th floor and Darcy wheeled Lizzie to the room where she would give birth and then remain for the next couple of days. The nurse offered to do it but Darcy insisted he would do it himself. Lizzie was shocked at how luxurious the room looked. Had she not been about to give birth, Lizzie would have sworn she was in a hotel suite. She looked up at Darcy, her eyes filled with incredulity. She had gotten used to getting nice things over the past four years, but she had never seen a pimped-out hospital room before.

"Will! This is beautiful! This must have cost a fortune, though.", Lizzie exclaimed. "It's the birth of our first child, Lizzie. I wanted our experience to be… memorable. Also, this room will allow for multiple persons to be present for the birthing process. I thought you wouldn't mind that.", Darcy explained.

"Oh no, baby, I'm not complaining. This is perfect. I'm just admiring it.", Lizzie said as she looked around.

The nurse said, "Dr. Woodhouse will be here shortly. Mr. Darcy, if you would please help your wife into the required hospital garb and into bed.", and walked out.

Darcy did as he was told. He lifted Lizzie up and made her giggle. She laid her hands on each side of his face as he leaned over and tucked her in to the bed. He stopped and looked into her eyes. She brought his face to hers and kissed him passionately. Darcy was taken by surprise, but welcomed this kiss. Lizzie finally ended the kiss and explained, "I don't know when I'll be able to kiss you like that again, after our baby gets here, Will. So I'm doing it now before our families get here."

He nodded in understanding and went back to kissing Lizzie. They were able to do so for a couple minutes before the Doctor walked in.

"Whoa, whoa, now guys! Already starting on baby number two and baby number one isn't even out yet!", teased Dr. Woodhouse. Darcy blushed but Lizzie just laughed.

"Now, now you do know you have to wait at least six weeks before you can-" , Dr. Woodhouse was saying but was interrupted by Darcy.

"What was that, Dr. Woodhouse? Six weeks? In our four years together, Lizzie and I haven't even gone one week without-" and he stopped abruptly, realizing what he was revealing. Lizzie burst out laughing when she saw his face turn bright pink and Dr. Woodhouse just smiled knowingly and said, "That's good to know. Oh and please, call me Emma, Darcy. We're not strangers, you know." The Darcys had gotten very close to their OB/GYN. She and Lizzie hit it off when she mentioned she used to watch Lizzie's vlogs.

The doctor was checking the baby on the ultrasound machine and saw that the baby was not in the correct position for birth. "Hmm… seems like this baby is being a little rebellious. We want its head to be facing down. The baby is in the opposite direction. We're going to keep checking the position every hour or so until it's correct. Then, we are going to induce you so we can speed up the birthing process. I don't like that your water broke a week early and that you haven't started having contractions. It's not a bad sign, but it's your first time being pregnant and you are a very tiny woman, so the baby is pretty packed in there and now without any amniotic fluid… Again, nothing's wrong, but I'd like to take precautions."

"The baby is OK, though?", asked Lizzie, squeezing Darcy's hand.

"Yes. For now, everything is fine. We'll keep checking. Now, just relax, Liz. I'll be back in an hour.", replied the doctor, smiling at them before closing the door behind her. Darcy rubbed Lizzie's belly and bent over to whisper to it.

"Hurry up, little one; you're already worrying your mother." Lizzie smiled at this. She always smiled when Darcy spoke to the baby. Just then, Gigi burst through the door and squealed when she saw Lizzie in the hospital gown with her big belly being hugged by Darcy. She was so happy for them.

"You guys! Are you ready to be parents?! I'm psyched to be Auntie Gigi!", Gigi said excitedly. She gave her big brother a hug and then gave Lizzie a peck on the cheek and went straight for the belly. "Look what I got you, my beautiful niece!" And pulled out a light pink onesie with '#TeamFIGI' on the front in hot pink stitching.

Both Darcy and Lizzie laughed at it. "Gigi, you do know that if it is a boy, I will not allow him to be dressed in that.", Darcy joked. "Of course it's going to be a girl! I can feel it in my bones!", Gigi defended.

The nurse came in twice to check the position of the baby before Lizzie received a call from her mother stating that they had arrived safely and were on the way to pick up their bags.

"We'll be on our way as soon as we have our bags. You keep that baby in there for me, Elizabeth, even if you have to push it back in!", said Mrs. Bennet, half joking and half serious. She wanted to be present for the birth of each of her grandbabies.

"Of course, mom. But you're in luck. Still no contractions. I'm pretty sure even Jane will make it in time.", Lizzie said to her mother.

Meanwhile, Gigi pulled Darcy aside. "William, I have some news for you guys. I don't want to ruin Lizzie's mood so I'll just tell you. We can let her know later.", Gigi whispered to her brother.

"What is the matter, Gigi?", Darcy asked, the alarm evident in his voice.

"It's about George… Wickham. That slimeball escaped from the detention facility he has been at for the past four years. I got an email from the lawyer that presented Lydia's case. He's been gone for about a week.", Gigi said with disgust in her voice.

Darcy's eyes flashed with anger for a millisecond before Lizzie called him over so he could help her pee. "We'll discuss this further at a later time, Gigi. Thank you for the information. I probably wasn't informed due to my preoccupation with the nursery… I'll deal with this later…" he said quickly before going over to Lizzie's side.

"WHERE'S MY PREGNANT BABY?! AHH THERE SHE IS! ELIZABETH, DARLING! PREGNANCY SUITS YOU SO WELL! YOU SHOULD WEAR IT MORE OFTEN!", yelled Mrs. Bennet as she ran to her daughter's side. She kissed Lizzie all over and then rubbed the belly, telling it, "You can come out now. Mama Franny is here!".

Lydia came over to Lizzie, after greeting Darcy with their personalized handshake, and stroked her sister's hair. "You look great, Lizzie. I can't wait to be an aunt again." Gigi jumped off the couch and tackled Lydia.

"That's the same thing I said!", exclaimed Gigi as she hugged Lydia tightly. The young women went over to the couch and began having their own private conversation.

Mr. Bennet shook hands with Darcy, congratulating him and patting him on the back. "Franny, dear, you have yet to greet the man responsible for our second 'grandbaby'", said Mr. Bennet, attempting to lure her away from Lizzie so he could properly greet her.

Lizzie and her father were having a very lively discussion on whose nose the baby would have when the nurse came in again to check the baby's position. "Oh, it looks like the baby is cooperating! The position is perfect. I'll let Dr. Woodhouse know you're ready to be induced.", said the nurse and walked out.

Lizzie checked her phone. "Jane still isn't here!", she said sadly. When the Doctor walked in, Lizzie asked how long it would be until the baby was ready to pop after induction.

"It could be anywhere from an hour to maybe 6 hours. We're going to give you a large dose so you can dilate faster so we can bring the baby out quicker. I don't want it to move out of position before we can get it out. I would estimate you will be fully dilated within a couple of hours, though.", she said before leaving the family.

"So Jane has about two hours to get here…", Lizzie said realizing her older sister would miss the baby's birth.

"AHHHH! THESE CONTRACTIONS ARE NO JOKE! TELL MY WHY I REFUSED EPIDURAL?!", Lizzie screamed. The time had arrived.

"You want this pain to stop? You gotta push harder for me, Liz! You're a strong woman. I know you've got it in you!", the Doctor encouraged.

Darcy stood next to his wife, letting her squeeze the life out of his hand. "I am partly to blame for this.", he reasoned.

Lizzie was pushing as hard as she could; sweat dripping down the sides of her face. Mrs. Bennet wiped her daughter's face and encouraged her "Come on, Elizabeth! The faster my grandbaby is here, the sooner you will feel better!"

Dr. Woodhouse's face lit up and she yelled, "You're doing great, Liz! I can see the top of your baby's head! A couple more big pushes and that's it!".

Lizzie was exhausted. She felt like she was going to pass out. She looked around and saw her husband, looking like a deer in headlights; her mom, excited as can be; Gigi, beaming from across the room with Lydia. She really missed Jane. She closed her eyes and screamed "I can't do this anymore! Will, I'm sorry!", she began crying but then she heard Jane say, "Don't give up, Lizzie! You're almost there! I can see the head! A head full of dark hair, Lizzie!".

She opened her eyes and saw her older sister next to the doctor and the nurse. Though she was covered in scrubs and a face mask, Lizzie could see she was smiling, from the way her eyes crinkled at the sides.

She pushed the hardest she's ever pushed and then felt a relief. The pressure below her hips was gone and she heard a sharp "WAH!". She began bawling as she watched Darcy cut the umbilical cord.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Darcy, you have a bouncing baby boy!", said Dr. Woodhouse as she handed him to Lizzie. Lizzie was crying so much that she couldn't even see her son's face. She just saw a pink little creature in her arms. Darcy came over and kissed her forehead and said "Thank you, Elizabeth. I love you so much.", with tears in his eyes. He watched Mrs. Bennet start wailing and hollering her happiness and couldn't help but think of his parents. "They should have been here.", he thinks sadly, but snaps out of it, as Lizzie offers him their son.

There was not a dry eye in the house. They passed the baby around like a hot potato. Then, Jane handed the baby back to her baby sister. "Here's your son, Lizzie. Welcome to motherhood.", Jane congratulated her with a big smile.

Mr. Bennet was finally allowed into the room, followed by Bing and little Charles. Again, everyone had a turn with the baby and everyone was overjoyed. Calls were made to Fitz and Charlotte; pictures snapped and sent to them. Fitz texted Darcy back, "What did I tell you?! A boy! Fitz- 1, Gigi- Zip, Nada, Nothing! ".

Gigi was upset that it wasn't a girl. "But whatever," she said aloud, "I'll just save the onesie for the next kid!". Fitz called her and she didn't pick up, because she knew he was going to gloat.

After a while, the nurse came back into the room to take the baby to get examined. She came with some papers and asked the big question, "What name do I put down on his ID tag? We can't send him up to get tested without a name. We don't want any baby mix-ups." Everyone stared at Lizzie and Darcy. They already had names picked out for each gender, just in case.

"We're going to name him…"

Next chapter we'll see: The baby's name, what he looks like, tales of what went down on everyone's journeys to the hospital, and the presents everyone brought for him. Also, some drama goes down in the hospital.