Paige calms down. Slowly. It still hurts that Ricardo won't be back when he'd claimed originally, but she thinks she understands. He's doing so well training people to be the best wrestlers they can be, and so much had been going on between them, she can't hold it against him for wanting some time to be by himself for a little longer. But the fact that he's now going to be gone two more months instead of one still hurts, deep inside, and she can barely breathe, only just functioning until Mike hands her his cell phone before his rematch with AJ Styles.

Somewhere after Mike's loss, the phone lights up in her hands and she almost chokes on thin air as she takes in the words. "Alicia!" she hisses to the other diva, showing her the phone. They both gape at it for a minute before running to the gorilla position, where they meet Mike coming and he quickly loses all anger, rushing for the locker room after reading that AJ's in labor. Alberto is busy, and Paige has a match against Summer later, so she acts quickly and sends Alicia to drive Mike to LA.

Paige is distracted. She can't focus, or think, or do anything vital so of course she loses. And in one of the dumbest ways possible, too. She lays there blankly, gaping at Summer Rae, who is smug and terrible as she makes her way backstage. But that's not the important thing right now... no, the important thing is that Sara Louisa is about to be born and she's laying on her back in the middle of a wrestling ring, feeling sorry for herself. She gets up and trudges backstage, changing into some street clothes before meeting up with Alberto. "You're my ride now that Mike's in LA," she tells him determinedly. "So hurry up and do your little nonsense with the League of Nations so we can go."

He glares at her but calms down after a moment, realization dawning on him finally. "Fine," he gives in with a grumble before leaving to find his partners. They win their match, to Paige's added annoyance, but this means that it's an Alberto in a good mood when he finds her by the car. "Come," he says simply, unlocking it for her and letting her in. The drive to Los Angeles is quiet, both of them lost in their own little worlds, and by the time they arrive at the hospital, Alberto's grown pensive, thoughtful. "You know, by the time Ricardo returns home," he says softly. "The little girl will be two months old already."

Paige's eyes sting. "I know," she says faintly. They exchange glances before Alberto gets out of the car and Paige follows him into the hospital. Finding AJ's room is easy, because Morrison and Alicia are waiting outside in the hallway, their faces lighting up when they see Paige. "How are things going?" she asks, grabbing Alicia's hands and squeezing them. "Is AJ ok?"

"Come with," Alicia says, wrapping an arm around her and dragging her into the hospital room. Paige pauses and looks up, realizing that Mike's sitting next to the bed, his fingers stroking through AJ's sweat-dampened hair, a loving expression on his face as he looks down at the bundle in AJ's arms.

"Oh," Paige whispers in a drawn out breath, almost afraid to step forward and ruin this beautiful family moment.

AJ looks up at her voice and smiles tiredly. "Come here, my British muffin, and meet Sara Louisa." Paige hesitantly follows her instruction, settling against the side of the bed and resting a hand on Sara Louisa's soft cheek, staring into the baby's face. "Sara Louisa, this is your aunt, Paige. She's going to help your daddy and I take really good care of you."

Paige swallows hard, her emotions overwhelming her. She leans over and gently kisses the baby's fist, feeling her soft, smooth skin. Pulling back she runs her fingers carefully over Sara Louisa's wispy dark hair. "Do you mind if I take a picture of her?" she whispers. "To send to Ricardo?"

AJ smiles at her. "That would be perfect. And then... would you like to hold her?"

Paige falters. "Oh, I don't know- she's so little-"

"I trust you with her," AJ says softly, adjusting the blanket so Paige can take a good picture of her. "Mike, give her the baby." Mike stands up, guiding Paige into his chair, and then gently eases the baby out of AJ's hands, putting her in Paige's arms. The baby fusses at being taken from her mother but Mike smoothes his finger down her cheek, whispering to her, and she settles, staring up at Paige with wide, confused eyes.

"Well, look at you," Paige whispers. "You're a beautiful little girl, aren't you?" She kisses the top of Sara Louisa's head and sighs. "I'm very honored to meet you. And your uncle Ricardo is going to think you're so beautiful..." She rocks her gently for a few minutes before deciding to hand her back to AJ, aware that this time is still crucial in the family's bonding. "Thank you so much for letting me hold her," she says. "I need some air."

AJ and Mike stare on, worriedly, as she leaves the room in a hurry. Alberto and Alicia gape after her but both decide to let her have some time. She stands outside in the cool night air, sending the picture message to Ricardo. Meet Sara Louisa. You two almost shared birthdays. I hope things are going well for you, I hope you have a great birthday, and I love you. Never forget that, Ricardo.

With Sara Louisa born now, Paige tries to shake off everything that's gone wrong for her lately. She thinks she's succeeding at it when she beats Summer Rae in their rematch on Main Event. The next two months are going to be awful, she thinks. Possibly worse than the last five... but I will do my best to hold it together. For myself, and for AJ, and for Sara Louisa... and for Ricardo...