Later that night, Blaire went into labor. Mrs. Beakley was staying at the mansion because she just had a long mission and needed a place to stay for the night before returning home to London to her own family. She had told everyone that Blaire was in labor and told them to stay calm. Blaire's water broke at one in the morning and the egg was out in the matter of minutes.
"Noah, I'm about to lay the egg," Blaire said. "Now, it's the middle of the night," Noah said. "Yes, now! I'm starting to have contractions," she said. "You weren't supposed to go into labor until next week," he said. "I know," she said. Everyone was soon up and pretty much ready to go to the hospital for Blaire. "Uh oh, my water just broke," Blaire said. "We don't have much time to get you to the hospital," Mrs. Beakley said. Blaire was in too much pain to walk.
"Push Blaire," Mrs. Beakley said. Blaire took a deep breath and pushed. The egg came out on the first push. "Good push, and there's your egg," Mrs. Beakley said. "Thank you Agent twenty-two," Blaire said. "You're welcome dear," Mrs. Beakley said. "Alright, we have to get you to the hospital now," Noah said. "You're right Noah," Blaire said. They were off.
Blaire was soon in the hospital getting checked out because she had just laid the egg. She didn't need any stitches and she was healthy and the egg was perfect. They immediately did an ultrasound on the egg in case there was more than one little duckling in the egg. Blaire was lucky that there was only one little duckling in the egg. Blaire didn't mind as long as the duckling was happy and healthy. She didn't want to know the gender of her duckling until it hatched.
"Are you sure, lass?" Scrooge asked. "I'm sure," Blaire said. "Please Blaire, I want to know the gender of the duckling," Noah said. "I don't want to know," Blaire said. "I'm the father and I want to know the gender. Please," Noah said. "I said we'll wait to know and I'm the mother," Blaire said. "Fine," he said. She was happy to have Noah in her life with their baby.
