Sorry I'm late this week is probably the worst week ever. I don't have excuses except that from now on I will be a few days late maybe, most likely. I hate when my schedule is screwed up, it's the fault of my muse so blame it not me. Thanks for the reviews you guys are awesome and deserve so much more that I can offer. Please make my day because I might make yours. Today we find out the baby's gender!

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"I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!"

~William Blake

"God Derek this fucking hurts!" Spencer crocked.
"Why didn't you tell Penelope?" Derek demanded.
"I-I..." Spencer shut his eyes and felt the urge to push.
"Spence just hold on and talk to me. We're almost there, Dr. Carlise has everything set up," he said not sure who he was reassuring.
"But it's too early!" Spencer cried.
"Pretty boy it's alright. The baby's only a week early," Derek whispered.
The team was right behind them driving in their own cars.
"A-are you mad?" Spencer managed.
"Of course I am. You should've told Garcia," Derek replied softly.
"I'm s-sorry," he apologized gripping his lover's hand harder.
"Don't apologize. You need your strength," Derek smiled showing off his façade.
"D-Derek?" came the faint soft voice.
"Yes baby?"
"I-I don't think I'm going to make it. It hurts like hell," he said tiredly, eyes dropping.
"Pretty boy open your eyes please!" Derek begged.
"I love you," Spencer whispered.
"I love you too, you're going to be fine," he mumbled choking over unshed tears.
"...Derek there's blood I can't hold on much longer," Spencer said.
"Crap we're here, hang on!"
"I c-can wait but please hurry," he loosened his grip.

The paramedics rushed out of the hospital with a stretcher. They got Spencer in the OR room and prepared for delivery Derek right behind and the team worried in the waiting room. Derek was holding Spencer's hand the whole time. They then heard the shrill cries of their baby. Dr. Carlise call to him and worry he's strong. They both are," Dr. Carlise answered.
"Thank god," Derek smiled.
"Would you like to hold her?" she asked.
"I'd love to but what about Spencer?"
"We can take her to his recovery room," she offered. he turned around. She smiled and pointed to an incubator.
"Congratulations...it's a girl," she smiled.
"…Wow," he breathed looking at the tiny baby.

"Would you like to do the honors?" she asked.

"I'd love to," he beamed taking the scissors from her.

He cut the umbilical cord and smiled at the squirming baby. She gurgled and stared into his eyes. She had spencer's big doe hazel eyes. She was a light caramel color and had short wavy brown hair.
"He...he lost a lot of blood Mr. Morgan..." she paused looking at Derek.
"Is he alright?" he asked looking at his lover.
"I have only one concern," she began again.
"What?"
"How to keep him in bed for a couple of weeks," she smiled genuinely.

"He's fine?" Derek sighed relieved.
"As could ever be though he did lose quite a bit of blood he should be fine," she replied.
"And the baby?"
"She was born wonderful. Actually Dr. Reid's first priority was her...he told me he knew all along he gender, don't worry he's strong. They both are," Dr. Carlise answered with a chuckle.
"Thank god," Derek smiled down at his daughter.
"Would you like to hold her?" she asked. worry he's strong. They both are," Dr. Carlise answered.
"Thank god," Derek smiled.
"Would you like to hold her?" she asked.
"I'd love to but what about Spencer?"
"We can take her to his recovery room," she offered.
"I'd love to but what about Spencer?"
"Actually he told us to demand for you to hold her. He was well informed about skin to skin contact as soon as she was born," she informed.

"It's like him to spit statistics in the worst situations," Derek smiled.

"He'll be fine," she assured patting his should lightly minding the baby in his arms.

"Come princess let's go to daddy," Derek cooed.