I slowly walk down the stairs and grab the car keys as I grab Spencer. "Babe, we need to go. I'm going into labor."
"You're oddly calm. Are you sure that you're going into labor?" he looks at me, and I smile. He doesn't ask anymore questions. He drives me to the hospital, and we get a room in labor and delivery right away. Spencer calls Derek and Sam and they rush to the hospital right away. They come in, and Sam's ready to see me and help me during birth. "Nope. Nope. Nope. I'm the only one that's allowed to be in the room other than the doctor and some nurses. I'm the only one that is allowed to help her through her birth, as said so by the doctors and nurses. Sorry for the disappointment, but it can't be done." Spencer smiles at them, and they go to hold my hand. They leave the room but kiss me before they go.
After 21 hours of agonizing pain, I finally finished giving birth to a 7 lb. 9 oz., 20 1/2 in, long, black haired baby girl. Every baby is born with blue eyes, so naturally, she had blue eyes to go along with her black hair. She is a beautiful child, and I am so glad that I could bring this miracle into this world. Sam comes in and looks at me, "You already had the baby? Wow, you didn't even scream once; I was beginning to think the worst." I smile at her and just nod my head.
"Yeah. I had baby Schylar (Skylar) about an hour ago. 5 am on the dot."
"Wow. What's today's date?"
"September 24th. I missed a day of school for this little joy. And I will miss many more." I smile as I say that and the nurse hands me my little baby girl.
"Ma'am, what would you like her name to be?"
"Schylar, spelled S. C. H. Y. L. A. R., Rose, butI want her to have her father's last name, Bailey." As the nurse spells out her name, I smile and rock my little bundle of joy, as she's wrapped up in a blanket.
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Three days after we take her home, Spencer gets a phone call. "Hello?" He asks confused by the number he sees. It's a number from a foreign country.
"Spencer. It's your parents," the person on the other line says. "And we have some news for you."
I look at Spencer since he's obviously in shock. "What's wrong? Who is it?"
"It's my parents," he says as he puts down his away from his mouth. I also stand there in shock.
"We have to tell you that we're alive, and we're actually French royalty. We needed to escape some very bad people. But they found us, now they think we're dead, so we're back here. We needed to let you know, and we didn't know if it was safe to call. But we have eliminated the enemy now, so we can come back. And yes, your little girlfriend can come with you, as well as her brother. Don't worry, we know about the little baby girl too...we know everything. Can't wait to see you back where you belong. In the prince's thrown right next to us." Then hang up the phone and Spencer just looks at me.
"I'm a French prince. And you're now my princess... And she's the princess's princess... Wow..."
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THE END!!! If you're interested in the older life of the baby Princess Schylar, check out "Mine, Maybe" the sequel.
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