Joel breathed deep as he prepared for the next contraction. Gypsy pressed her head against Joel's back so he could lean against her as he began pushing. Mike slipped on a fresh pair of gloves and laid a clean towel down beneath Joel.

Joel started laughing a little. "Glad Cambot stayed on the bridge. I think this would traumatize the poor little guy!"

"Okay..." Mike was trying to psyche himself up. He positioned himself at Joel's legs and moved the sheet up higher on Joel's legs so he could see easier. "Alright Joel, next contraction, push!"

Joel let out his breath as he felt the next contraction hitting his body. He took in a deep, fresh breath, held it and gritted his teeth as he bore down and pushed with all his strength. His hands were wrapped around his legs to help support him during the delivery, while Gypsy stayed in place to help give Joel something to push against.

"Good, stop!" Mike instructed. "Breathe."

Joel happily rested for a moment and took in a few deep breaths, trying to clear his mind and focus. The next contraction was already on its way and he was ready, as was Mike.

"Okay... Push!"

Joel bore down again and pushed, he felt like he was going to pass out from the exertion but didn't quit.

"Hold it..." Mike looked up at Joel. "How do you feel?"

"How should I feel?" Joel asked sarcastically as he fell back against Gypsy absolutely exhausted.

"Well, I'm not seeing anything yet." Mike put his hand on Joel's stomach and prepared to press down as soon as felt the next contraction. "Push!"

Joel pushed again, this time Mike's hand pressed down on his stomach and helped him along with the contraction.

"Okay, I think that did it. It's now in position." Mike announced as he took his hand away from Joel's stomach.

"Good..." Joel said breathlessly. "Thanks for the help Mike!"

Mike blushed a little. "Push!"

Again Joel took a deep breath and pushed, he felt the baby dropping even lower as it slowly made its way through his scientifically, artificially generated yet fully functional birth canal.

"Stop!"

"Gah!" Joel whined suddenly. "It's burning!"

"I know, I know, the head is crowning!" Mike answered quickly as he saw the head with a small patch of brown hair finally exposed. "Don't push, just pant and I'll help ease the head out."

Joel did as he was instructed and panted, he could feel Gypsy slowly rubbing her nose against his back in a sympathetic, supportive manner.

"Okay, head's out!" Mike announced. "Wait a minute, we might have a problem..."

"Problem? What's wrong?" Joel was beginning to lose his cool.

"Cord's wrapped around its neck, but I can move it..."

Joel felt his heart sink, what if Mike couldn't help? What if there were other problems?

"Got it!" Mike freed the newborns neck. "This is it. Push again!"

With one strong push Joel put as much strength as he could muster into getting his baby out of his body and into the world.

"Stop! Take a breath." Mike instructed. "Shoulders are almost out. One more strong push should do it!"

"Okay... okay..." Joel panted again, feeling exhausted but anxious. "I can do this..." Tears were welling up in eyes.

"And... Push!"

"Gah!" Joel sputtered as he gave one final big push. He fell back against Gypsy as he felt his strength give out and felt the pressure in his pelvis finally end. The sound of crying filled the room and Joel felt a tear of his own roll down his face. "That was... quite an experience..."

Mike was laughing lightly to himself as he held the squirming newborn in his hands. "Joel... She's beautiful."

"'She'?" Joel breathed as he looked down at Mike through his teary eyes.

"Your daughter." Mike cleaned off the tiny baby, clamped and then cut the cord before he covered her with a soft white blanket.

Gypsy gushed out happily as she help Joel lay back. "It's a girl! Oh joy!"

Mike handed the swaddled newborn to Joel who just stared in awe at his tiny, crying daughter in his arms. "Holy..."

Gypsy wiped the remaining sweat from Joel's brow. "She IS beautiful! And tiny..."

Mike took a deep breath, took off his gloves and crossed his arms. "Well, it's finally over. Excuse me." His eyes rolled back in head as he passed out and hit the floor hard.

Joel and Gypsy looked at him laying on the floor. "Gypsy, could you help Mike please?"

"Sure."

From the door Servo cleared his throat. "Joel? Can we come in?"

"Yeah, come in guys."

Servo and Crow entered the room, stepping right over Mike without a second thought.

"See? This is your new baby sister." Joel moved the blanket from her small face.

"A sister?!" Crow grimaced. "Great..."

"Aw come on Crow! She's kind of cute... For a pink, squishy, wrinkly, crying thing... What's her name?"

"I was thinking of Lily..." Joel was amazed by how perfect she looked and amazed further by how much she looked like him. She had his nose, brown hair and pale blue eyes. He lovingly stroked her face with his finger as she finally settled and stopped crying.

Mike was being helped to his feet by Gypsy, he was still shaky and sweating, but finally standing again. "Lily?" Mike asked in a foggy tone.

"Lily Michaela Robinson." Joel replied. "Lily for my grandmother... and Michaela after her godfather."

"You picked her godfather? Whose that?" Mike asked dumbly.

"You Mike. That's you."

Mike thought for a moment. "Mike... Michaela... Oh! Oh, I got it!" He blushed. "Wait... You named her after me?"

"Why not? You're a great guy and you helped bring her into the world." Joel smiled broadly.

"I just... Thanks. Excuse me." Mike passed out again, but this time Gypsy helped guide him to the floor so he didn't hit his head. Again.

Joel and the bots exchanged odd looks. "Gypsy, put him up on the other table. But let him sleep a little longer this time." Joel cradled his tiny daughter lovingly against his chest and smiled at her. "I want Mike and Lily to meet on fully conscious terms!"

Crow snickered evilly. "Put him in the stirrups! Let's see how he likes it!"

Servo agreed with his own giggle. "I'll go get Cambot!"

-End

*Feel free to continue, just don't kill anyone.*