After hours of pain and waiting, the two witches have met their baby girl. Misty was holding the little one, while Cordelia stood next to the two. The baby girl had bright blue eyes, which would soon change into dark hues like Cordelia's, and a small bit a wild blonde curls.
"Hi, honey." Misty smiles down at the baby who was holding onto her finger, and sucking in it.
"Hazel." Cordelia whispers.
"What?" Misty looks up.
"Hazel Goode-Day. That's her name."
The Cajun smiles as she looks down at the creation they had made. "Yeah, Hazel Goode-Day.
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