Hey guys! How's it going? Well, I'm on spring break and my mother is being incredibly cruel to me. She just keeps screaming at me about anything she can think of. I don't know why she hates me at the moment, but she does and it is what it is. Either way it just means that I am just hanging out in my room and writing chapters. Hopefully it will be enough so that my upload schedule doesn't get screwed up by my college visits. Let me know what you think and send me your ideas

-Aislin

"Alright," Sylvester announced into the comms. "So I just talked to Toby. He's going to be in the garage as soon as he can with Ralph. There is still no way for us to get to you. I'm about to call Cooper to see if she can get a rush on a helicopter, but I think we all know the answer to that question."

"Fan-freaking-tastic," Happy groaned. She was lying on the ground. Walter was still in the hole working. He had given the we still need to finish our task speech. Another contraction hit her and she gripped Paige's hand as hard as she could.

"Ouch," Paige yelped. "Thank you for trying, Sly. We know you're doing your best. Happy just isn't in a praising mood."

"That's because another human being is trying to get out of me, and I have no one here who is trained to get me through it. All I have is a single mother and an emotionally stunted genius," Happy shouted.

"We are trying our best," Paige promised. "Walter, we need help. Get out of the damn hole," She ordered.

"Coming," He responded quickly. In seconds he was standing over the two women.

"So, what do you know about delivering babies?" Paiged asked casually.

"This is probably going to surprise you, but it's not something I have ever looked into," Walter admitted.

"So, you're useless then?" Happy questioned aggressively.

"Well, in this situation," Walter sighed. "Yes."

"So, I'm the only person here who has ever delivered a baby?" Paige clarified.

"Damnit," Happy shouted in both pain and anger. The woman definitely knew how to scare people.

"I'm here! I'm here! I'm here!" Toby cried as he sprinted into the garage.

"Toby!" Sylvester gasped in relief. "Ok, so I pressed homeland and so they're sending us the next chopper. It'll be here in an hour, and it'll take us an hour to get to them, but at that point we might not be able to move Happy. Which means you need to be on that helicopter."

"Good work, Sly," Toby praised. "Ralph," He addressed the small boy who had sprinted into the garage with him. "Get me all the advil you can find,"He ordered. "I am gonna need to be on my best game today."

"Don't take more than your dosage," Sylvester glared at him.

"I'm the doctor here. I know what will hurt me and what won't," Toby dismissed Sly. He then grabbed a comm and placed it in his ear quickly. "Happy, are you there?"

"Toby?" She cried in response.

"Happy, honey, how are you doing?" He asked.

"How the hell do you think I'm doing?" She grumbled. It didn't take a genius to figure that she wasn't in a good mood, and anyone with half a brain could tell you why.

"Right, gotcha," Toby stated calmly. He knew that the only way to keep Happy calm was to make sure she knew he was calm(even though he was freaking out). "Happy, I'm going to be with you within two hours, ok? I'm going to sort everything out. Do you trust me, Happy?"

"Yes," She gasped in pain.

"You just need to hold on," He instructed. "I know it hurts, but you can do this."

The comms had been silent for more than half an hour. Toby had had to take his out in order to board the helicopter, Sly as well. They had left Ralph with a last minute sitter. Let's just say they were lucky Ray was in town, though Paige wasn't going to be a nice momma bear when she found were 45 minutes out from Happy. Toby was freaking out.

"Toby, you look more stressed than normal," Sylvester noted.

"I am more stressed than normal," Toby laughed nervously. He started wringing his hands together. "Sly, I'm going to be a dad. I'm going to have to raise a child. What if I screw it up?"

"You wouldn't screw it up," Sly told him. "You have Happy to keep you from doing that."

"I'm scared, Sylvester," Toby admitted.

"I know," Sylvester chuckled. "I mean I of all people have the ability to recognize fear. But I'm not I believe you and Happy will raise a fully functional human being. Statistically speaking psychiatrists tend to raise mentally stable children."

"Well, that kind of make me feels a little better," Toby smiled.

"Really?"

"No, but I wanted to protect your feelings."

The chopper was about to hit the ground. Toby had never been more nervous and excited in his entire life. Sly was trying not to express his concerns about the danger of landing in the middle of the woods. He didn't think it would help Toby's manic state of mind.

As soon as the helicopter stopped moving, Toby had unbuckled his seatbelt and jumped out. Sly followed behind him slowly and safely. Toby opened his mouth to complain about Sylvester's slow movement, but was interrupted by a piercing scream coming from the forest. This was obviously Happy. Toby began to run.

He must have ran for 5 minutes before he finally saw her. She was drenched in sweat and panting. She had a baby in her arms. She looked up at him and grinned weakly, "I did it without you, dumbass."

Toby stood paralyzed. His mouth was wide open. His arms were pinned to his side. Paige and Walter started to laugh at his obvious state of shock. "Hey, idiot!" Happy pulled him out of his trance. "Do you wanna see your daughter or not?"

"I...uh...yeah, I do," He agreed moving towards her quickly. Happy was leaning up against a tree. Nessa was nestled in her arms. Toby sat down next to Happy. She carefully passed their daughter to him. "She's beautiful. Oh, Nessa Grace Curtis, you're going to be a heartbreaker. I can't believe I missed it."

"You really get sick at the worst times, Doc," Happy grinned. She groaned as she moved to lean against him. He planted a kiss against her forehead.

"I'm never going to miss another moment."