"That's it Jess, push." Nick coached from the side of the tub.

"I don't want to do this, Nick." She yelled as she dug her nails into his arms.

"Ow" he yelped, pulling away from her.

"Don't even Nicholas!" She barked as she gripped the edge of the bathtub.

"Alright, alright.. give me your hands." He said anxiously.

"No, get behind me. I need you to rub my back." She demanded as she turned around on all fours. Her lower back pain was excruciating.

"You are doing so well."

"I need drugs." She implored as another intense contraction began.

"Just breathe through it." He urged as he began mimicking the breathing technique they had learned.

"I really can't do this." She cried.

"Yes you can honey. You've done it before." He encouraged as he pressed on her lower back. He was grateful that Jess had forced him to retake the birthing classes with her.

"The midwife isn't here yet." She declared.

"She's on her way and I've called an ambulance." He reassured.

Nick appeared to be much more confident this time around, but secretly he was worried. Jess' contractions had come on so hard and fast that he couldn't get her out of the bath in time, so they decided to remain where they were and just let nature takes it's course. Who would have guessed that a little relaxation was all she needed to get things moving along.

Over the past few weeks, she had drank raspberry leaf tea as if her life depended on it and spent a lot of time bouncing on a fit ball, albeit ungraciously. She had curry every night for a week and went for acupuncture. And even if they were tired after a long day, her and Nick would have sex, and lots of it, just to try to get her contractions going.

She had also reread her birthing books, attended birth classes and talked about her birth plan ... a lot ... to pretty much anyone who would listen willingly (and one in particular who had no choice).

She was ready for this pregnancy to be over, and finally in a few minutes it would be.

"Nick!" Jess screamed.

"You've got this honey. I can feel the head." He said as he reached below the water. "Just do what your body tells you." Nick had heard enough from Jess the last few weeks to know what to expect.

Jess pushed again and this time the baby's head made it's way out. Nick grabbed the baby's shoulders and encouraged her again. "One more push honey and it will be all over."

And with one final push, the baby slid out beneath the water into Nick's waiting hands. He pulled the little bundle up out of the water and revealed a baby boy.

"He's here." Nick squealed.

Jess laid back and he placed the baby onto her chest, "Oh my god!" She cried, "Welcome to the world Reginald Walter Miller."

Nick beamed with pride as he kissed his wife. "He's perfect Jess."

A few moments passed before they were surrounded by paramedics, who checked them out and gave them the all clear. And shortly after that Cece, Schmidt, Winston and Aly all arrived.

There was a bit of a kerfuffle over Reggie's name, so Jess suggested that Nick should try flipping a large pancake again to settle the score. She basically threatened him "Do it right this time, or so help me...", but the pressure was too much and Nick ended up dropping the pancake. So Lil' Reggie's official name ended up being 'Reginald vel Johnson Walter Miller'.

But it really didn't matter, because after all the chaos had died and everyone had left, they spent it alone together in their own bed with their new baby boy and their daughter Rory, who was in awe over her new little brother.