It was around 8 AM when I finally got some rest. The baby had been born at 11:40 PM, so it had been a little over eight hours. Dad decided to stay at the hospital with mom and I was just going to go home with grandma and grandpa and sleep there.

As I rode in the car with my grandparents and Neal, last nights events hit me in full force. My baby brother died. My mother almost died. I know have a little sister, who as of about 10 minutes ago, was unnamed. My family had suffered a huge trauma and I felt my eyes begin to get teary and my throat get choked up.

Hold it in, Charlotte. Don't you dare cry now. I realized I hadn't cried this whole time because I was being strong. My mom and dad could barely stop sobbing. I had to be strong for them.

As we pulled up to the house I immediately got out and fast walked up the sidewalk.

"Charlotte, you OK?" My grandpa shouted. "Yeah, I just have to pee."I lied. Silent tears where are already streaming down my face as I ran up the stairs and closed the bathroom door. Soon as I sat down I sobbed. Not loud – quiet sobbing, so no one could hear me. I stayed in there for about five minutes until I felt better, and then I went downstairs and got into bed. I promised myself that I would not cry about this ever again.

Killian's POV

I entered our room to see my wife sitting there, thinking. I had just gone down to the cafeteria and gotten us some sandwiches. "Hey, love" I said "what are you thinking about?"

She paused and then turned to look at me "we need names… For both of them."at this she began to cry. I quickly put on the tray and came to her. I sat down on the bed and put my arms around her. As hard as it was, I had to be here for her. She needed me. I stroked her hair and kissed her on the cheek. After a minute, her tears stopped and she was just sniffling. I was taking my arms away but she held onto me tighter.

"Don't let go, Killian."

I kissed her forehead and held her tight again. I laid down with my arms around her. I felt or take a deep breath and relax her muscles as I gently stroked her back. She spoke up again. "Don't ever let me go."

Five hours later

After he woke up, nurses came to update us on Emma's condition.

"Well, Mrs. Jones. You seem to be doing pretty well. The bleeding from your ruptured placenta has stopped, but that nasty gash on your four head is going to need some stitches. We'll keep you here one more night to monitor you and your daughter. Congratulations, by the way. Have you come up with a name?"

We looked at each other and then back at the nurse.

"Still deciding" I said.

"Well, no rush." She replied and then left the room.

"Killian we have to do that."

"Well, we've only seen her once. We have to get a name that really suits her."

As if someone had heard me speaking, we heard a small knock on the door and then another nurse entered.

"Mr. and Mrs. Jones?" She said, wheeling in a small cart with our baby.

"You can hold her now." The nurse smiled.

"I'll leave you alone and be back in a few hours." She shut the door behind her.

I slowly approached my daughter and gently lifted her out of the cart. Supporting her small head, I carefully walked over to my wife and placed her gently in her arms.

"Hi baby girl." She said softly. I kissed her fore head.

"She's so beautiful Killian."

we sat there smiling for about three more minutes, in awe of our beautiful child. Suddenly my wife gasped and looked up at me.

"Emma, love, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, I just think I have the perfect name."

Charlotte's POV

I woke up at 3 o'clock in the afternoon to the sound of footsteps and talking in the hallway. "So should we wake her up?" Said a voice I assumed was my grandma's.

"No, let her sleep." Said who sounded like Neal."

"She would want to hear about this though." At this I jumped up and open the door to find both my grandparents and Neal.

"OK I'm up. what I want to hear about? Is everything OK?"

"Yes, everything is great. Your parents are picked a name for the baby!"

I quickly brushed my hair and teeth and put on my shoes. Grandma offered me a sandwich in the car but I said no – I just wanted to hurry. We got into the hospital to find both my aunts were already there too. As the six of us entered the room, we saw my dad holding the baby and my mom signing some papers. They looked up and smiled. "Lottie, come here." My mom said as she saw me. I went over to her, and she hugged me tight and kissed my cheek.

"Well we finally decided on a name" she said. Dad held the baby so she was facing us. "Everyone, meet Layla."

There ya have it!! Layla! I really just loved this name and it really fits the personality and description I have written and envision to write for her. I hope you guys like it too! The little boy's (RIP) name will be revealed next chapter. Pleeeease review this story. By the way, I just got a tumblr for Grey's and OUAT so go check it out here - https//blog/ehcrouch

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Xoxo Ella