-9 Months Later-
*Hanji's POV*
Erwin and I were sitting in the lobby of the hospital with Sephora waiting on her new little sibling. Christa and Bertholdt had decided to wait until the delivery to find out the gender of the baby, which drove us all crazy, but none moreso than little Sephora.
"Sephora Sweetie sit down. You're making me dizzy with all of your pacing." I said jokingly as I rocked Zephyr to sleep.
"I can't help it Hanji. I want to see the baby." Sephora replied.
"You will in due time little one." Erwin said.
Suddenly the doctor came in with a wide smile.
"It's a girl." He said.
"Yay! I have a sister!" Sephora yelled as she jumped up and down.
"Shhh! You'll wake Zephyr!" I whispered.
"Sorry Hanji." Sephora whispered back as she blushed.
"Would you like to see her?" the doctor asked.
Sephora nodded and the doctor led us all back to Christa's room where we all found Bertholdt standing beside Christa, who was in bed holding a little pink bundle.
"Hi guys..." Christa said weakly as she looked up from the baby.
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I'm feeling much better now that she's here." Christa replied as she looked back down at the baby and smiled.
"What's her name?" Erwin asked.
"We haven't named her yet. We wanted Sephora to name her." Bertholdt explained.
"R-Really?" Sephora asked as she inched closer to the bed.
"Yes Sweetie. We want you to name her." Christa said.
Sephora made it to the bedside and carefully moved the blanket away from the baby's face. She had Bertholdt's dark hair, and Christa's eyes.
"What do you want to name her Sephie?" Bertholdt asked.
Sephora looked carefully at the baby and smiled.
"I want to name her...Ava." She answered.
Ava smiled and grabbed Sephora's finger.
"Mommy...she...she likes me..." Sephora said as she teared up.
"No Sweetie." Christa said as she pulled Sephora into a hug.
"She loves you. We all love you."
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