Ezra's POV
"Ezra" I hear in the distance as someone shakes me awake.
I shot up in bed to find Aria standing over top me.
"Daisy's coming" She says as I rub my eyes.
I throw the covers across the bed and jump up. We had already talked about this situation and we almost had everything packed. This was one week before the due date.
"I can't find it" I hear Aria say from across the room as I grab the carry on bag that sat by the front door.
"Find what babe?" I ask, opening the front door.
"My shirt" She says and I automatically know which one she means.
My yellow Hollis t-shirt.
"You don't need it. We need to get you to the hospital now" I say, motioning for her to follow me.
"Not without my shirt!" She throws shirts across the room as she searches.
"Aria, I love you but we really need to go. I don't think Daisy wants to be born on our bedroom floor"
"She wouldn't mind" She shouts "She's a care free kinda girl"
I shake my head in disbelief at my wife. She was cute when she was sassy.
"I can't leave without it" She cries when she reaches the bottom of the drawer.
"When did you see it last?" I ask, trying to calm her down.
"I don't know. Like three weeks ago" She says.
Aria usually wore it to bed almost every night. I had to wash it when she got in the shower since she wore it all the time.
"I have an idea where it might be" I say, setting the bag down on our bed and unzipping it.
I pull the shirt out of the bag "Found it"
She wraps her arms around my neck and quickly kisses my lips. "Thank you, thank you, thank you"
She grabs the shirt from my hands and undressed herself quickly. I can't help but admire the baby bump where our beautiful baby girl has been for the past nine months. She pulls the yellow shirt over her head.
"You ready?" She asks and I nod.
She grabs my hand and follows me to the car.
When we arrived at the hospital, we were admitted right away. The nurses pleaded for Aria to change into the paper gown but she refused to change out of that yellow shirt.
"Okay Aria" The Doctor calls "your baby is coming"
"Her name is Daisy" Aria responds, grunting in pain.
"So I need one big push so you can meet your beautiful Daisy" The doctor says as Aria tightly squeezes my hand.
Crying echoes through the room a few seconds later and I see the doctor holding our daughter. Our baby. Our Daisy.
"Ezra, do you want to cut the cord?" The doctor asks and I instantly agree, kissing Aria's forehead and letting go of her hand.
I cut the cord and the baby is cleaned off then placed into my arms.
"Here she is" I say, holding her face up to Aria's.
Aria stretches out her arms and takes the baby from me, laying her across her own chest.
"Welcome to the room Daisy Marie Fitz" She says, smiling at me.
