~*~Nine Months Later~*~
~Becky's P.O.V.~
"Congrats, Becky. She's beautiful." the nurse says as she hands me my new daughter.
"Thank you." I answer. We finshed our tour about five months ago. Or, at least I did. The others went onto a world tour but I couldn't perform again until the baby was born. When Austin heard I was due in a week, he quit the tour and came home early.
"What's her name?" the main doctor asked.
"Isabella Camryn Mahone." I answer. The doctor writes it on a certificate then exits the room. Soon Austin runs in and so does my mom.
"Becky, she's beautiful." my mom coos.
"What's her name?" Austin whines. I wouldn't tell him the name because I wanted it to be a surprise. So he won't stop bugging me.
"Isabella Camryn Mahone." I say, with a hinting tone towards the last name. "Oh, and Austin, yes." his smile is so big I wonder how it fits on his face. He asked me to marry him right before my water broke. I never had the chance to answer because of that.
"I feel like I'm missing something here." my mom said, eyeing both of us suspicously.
"Oh, uh, I asked Becky to marry me." Austin says shyly.
"Finally!" my mom says as she throws her hands up in the air. I laugh at her childness.
~*~*~*~*~
Two days later, I'm finally released from the hospital. There's no paps around so we make it home safely and peacefully.
"When can you go on tour again?" Austin asks.
"Really? I get home from the hospital, accept your marriage proposal, and that's all you have to say?" I ask.
"Sorry. Just wondering. Because we could get married in, oh I don't know, Paris?" Austin suggests. I freeze up and spin around to see him.
"Really?" I ask, trying not to jump up and down.
"Yep." Austin smiles.
"Yeah!" I say jumping up. I instantly stop myself and try not to act like it's a big deal. "I mean, cool."
"Oh come on, we both know you want to jump up and down and run around." Austin laughs.
"Yeah!" I say jumping up and down while running around the house.
