The doctors had said that it was a miracle that she had made it. But he knew that it wasn't just any miracle, it was the fact that she was born into a tough family and it was going to take more than an umbilical cord wrapped around her neck, a shaky OB, and Transient Tachypnea of the Newborn (TTN) to slow her down. She was and Ambrose/Good, nothing medical was going to slow her down.

When he had seen the blue around her lips and noticed her rapid breathing, Dean knew that something was wrong. Of course, since he and Casey could almost never catch a break, but it was something that they would get through together. She had panicked, but he had gotten her to calm down and it wasn't long before the mother of his children was fast asleep and he was on his way to the NICU to see his Princess.

He was relieved to see that she didn't have any tubes attached to her face, it told him that it wasn't too bad. It was something that she'd fight through, snap back from, and come home with her parents as planned. The relief turned to pure joy when the nurse said that he could hold her.

He was wrapped around her little finger the moment those little eyes opened and he saw that she had inherited Casey's gorgeous brown eyes, the little baby giggles only tightened her hold on her father. The blonde smiled down at her for a couple moments, well aware of the nurses and doctors watching him but not exactly caring, before he trusted himself to speak without choking on unshed tears of joy.

"Good morning, Mariah. You're such a beautiful girl, just like your mommy." He spoke softly, gently nuzzling his daughter's nose with his own like he had done to JJ and Casey so many times in the past. "She's sleepin' right now, since giving birth wore her out, but you'll meet her soon. It'll be like looking to the future, since you look just like her."

More giggles erupted from her, and he accepted a bottle from one of the nurses. He gently tipped the bottle into her mouth, smile never faltering as she immediately latched onto the rubber nipple and began feeding. Her little eyes watched him the whole time, sometimes flickering to the bottle in wonder but her interest was her father. The blonde haired blue eyed professional wrestler who was having pictures taken of him while he fed her, but didn't care. His concern was his daughter.

"Ambrose." Roman called softly from the doorway, but Dean didn't turn to face him. He only gave some kind of noise that signaled he was listening. "Casey is wondering how she is."

"She's wonderful. Just like her mother. Tell Case that she's gonna be fine and make sure that stubborn woman gets her rest."

"Will do."

"Thanks, Rome. You've got a beautiful niece."

"Have you seen her parents?"

"Yeah, her mom's a babe." Dean chuckled, smiling when the baby in his arms spit out the bottle. "Full? Yeah, you're full."

When Casey finally got to hold her daughter for longer than a couple seconds, it had been a few hours since she had been born. Dean was back and asleep at her bedside, JJ asleep in bed beside her, but she slipped away in an old pair of Shield sweatpants and a tank top with her hair still in the messy bun Dean had put it in when she had gone into labor.

She knew that Seth and Roman were in the halls, and when she left the room the two were coming back from the vending machines with coffee and some chips and she went over to them.

"I've gotta say, you look better this time around than you did the last." Seth commented, pulling a smile out of Casey and she couldn't fight the grin on her face as she took his coffee from his hands.

"Thank you, darlin'. I'm on my way to see my baby."

"Does Dean know?" Roman asked and Casey shook her head before drinking some of Seth's coffee.

"Nah, he's sleeping. I shouldn't be long, and it's not like I'm leaving him."

"He worries about you, Bells." Seth commented. "Ever since he laid eyes on you, you've been his number one concern."

"I know. Go sit in there with him and J, guys. Please?"

"For you, babygirl." Roman assured, kissing Casey's head as she made her way passed them and to the NICU.

"Oh, Mrs. Good. You're here to check on little Mariah?" The head nurse asked and Casey nodded.

"If I can. If I can't I understand, I just haven't seen her yet other than when I first held her."

"Of course you can see her. Parents are always welcome to see their children. I know your husband was in here for quite a while." The nurse said as she led Casey to where her baby was sleeping. "First time parent?"

"Second, actually." Casey said softly as she picked up Mariah and held her to her chest. "It's not that terrifying the second time around."

"Never is. I'll leave you to her."

"Thank you." Casey spoke with a smile, looking down at her baby girl who was beginning to fuss. Instinctively, Casey checked her diaper and was relieved to feel that it was dry. Her next plan of attack was to hunt down a bottle, but the nurse was already on it and handed it to her. Mariah had her mouth attached to the rubber nipple almost instantly and was instantly silenced. "Just like your daddy and your big brother, all you need is food and you're good."

Casey wasn't sure how long she sat there holding her baby girl, but Dean say down in the chair beside her done time later and rest his head on her shoulder, kissing their baby's forehead but keeping his head there.

"Seth and Roman are taking JJ home. How is she?" Dean asked softly, looking up to his wife for any sign of upsetting news. Her face remained neutral, and that worried him.

"The doctor says that she's recovering rapidly, they'll check her breathing later today and if it's regular then we can take her home." Casey informed, turning her head so she could look him in the eye. "You should be sleeping, babe."

"I should be with you, Case. I know how you can get."

"I'm not that bad. You're the one with the fatherhood campaign commercial to film in a couple days."

"Yeah, I do. Those bastards have great timing." Dean yawned, smiling when Casey kissed his head.

"We're not having another." She mumbled and he nodded, gently caressing Mariah's back while she slept.

"Who's getting neutered? Me or you?"

"We can talk about that later. It's not like we'll be having sex tomorrow. We've got six weeks to decide."

"Alright. I love you."

"And I love you."

"Baby?" JJ asked, looking up at his father as he rocked Mariah to sleep. Casey was running JJ's bath and the toddler was sitting at his feet.

"Yeah, she's your little sister."

"Her sleep?"

"Not yet. She's almost there, though." Dean said softly, using his free arm to lift JJ into his lap with Mariah. "See? She came out of Mommy's tummy."

"I touch?"

"Gentle, buddy." Dean said, watching as JJ gently poked Mariah's hand. "Just like that."

"Bath time, buddy." Casey called from the doorway, smiling when she saw her family in the rocking chair.

"No bath." JJ argued before pointing at Mariah. "Baby."

"Mariah has to go to sleep, and so do you. You've got to get your bath because you were playing outside with your uncles all day."

"No."

"Go take your bath. She's not going anywhere, buddy." Dean assured, smiling when JJ's little fists loosened their grip on his tshirt. "Case, did you want me to bathe him?"

"You seem pretty stuck on your Princess, I don't mind."

"You shouldn't be exerting yourself, kitten. You take her, I'll bathe him." Dean spoke, his tone telling his wife that she wasn't getting a choice in the matter. Casey only nodded, carefully taking Mariah from him before he stood up with JJ in his arms.

"I already pulled pajamas for him and they're on the bed."

"Thanks, Case." Dean whispered, kissing his wife before carrying his son away.

"Our congratulations go out to Dean Ambrose and Casey Bella for welcoming their second child into the world over the weekend." Michael Cole said, and Casey smiled from where she sat on the couch with Dean, both of their children laying asleep on the couch around them. They were watching Raw solely to hear the announcement on international television, neither could care less about any of the matches on that night. "A beautiful little girl, Mariah Claire Ambrose."

"She sent me a picture of the baby, those Ambroses have amazing genetics." JBL said, making Dean smile. "And I have to appreciate the two for giving their children normal names. Jonathan and Mariah, lovely names and they're simple. Not names like 'Sunshine' and 'Riverdance' like I'm expecting from Brie Bella and Daniel Bryan. Thank you, Dean and Casey, for your civil service."

"I couldn't name our kid 'sunshine', because you're my sunshine, Case." Dean mumbled, kissing her head gently.

"Such a charmer."