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"I know, I just don't like not knowing what she's up too."~Andy

"I bet she's in the bath."~Jinxx says as the bell rings on the door.

"Ashley's here?"~Blasko says but it comes out more as a question.

"Andy! Andy! What the hell are you doing still in LA?!"~Ash says as he walks in.

"I'm recording, why?"~Andy

"You don't know do you?"~Ash

"I don't know what?"~Andy

"Elle went into labour like three hours ago."~Ash

"What?!"~I nearly shout, standing up as he bites his lip.

"Why wouldn't she tell you?"~Ash

"I don't know, Blasko I gotta go."~I say before leaving the studio, Ash then following suit.

~ELLE'S P.O.V~

"Elle, please don't be mad at me."~Ryleigh

"Why?"~Elle

"Ash told Andy you were in labour."~Ryleigh

"It's fine, I'd rather have him here."~Elle

"Oh my, you could walk into your baby shower with Lennon in your arms as a surprise!"~Leonie says and I smile softly. After thinking long and hard about our little girl's name, it made me hate it, so we decided on Lennon to be her name.

~TIME SKIP~

"I can't believe you've been in labour for nearly 12 hours."~Leonie says as I move my hair out of my face.

"Alright, can everyone leave whilst we check again?"~My nurse walks in as everyone files out.

"Still no sign of Andy?"~Dr Thompson

"Not yet, I should probably answer my messages but I'm too lazy."~Elle

"You're nearly there, 1 cm to go."~Dr Thompson says as I sigh. I pick up my phone to see no messages from Andy yet.

"I'll check again in half an hour."~She says before leaving.

"Elle?"~Someone calls as I furrow my eyebrows, hearing Dr Thompson telling them I was in here. Seeing the black hair and tattooed wrist, I instantly recognise this as Andy as he looks at me.

"Oh thank god you've not had her yet."~Andy says as he presses his lips to mine briefly.

"How are you feeling?"~Elle

"Stressed, excited, worried."~Andy

"Why are you worried?"~Elle

"I was worried you'd had her already."~Andy says and I smile.

"Nearly there."~Elle

"I'm so excited."~Andy says and I laugh softly.

"I'm glad you're here."~Elle

"So am I gorgeous."~Andy says as I lean my head back, shutting my eyes briefly.

~TIME SKIP~

"One last push come on Eleanor."~Dr Thompson says as I squeeze Andy's hand as hard as possible to relieve myself of the pain I'm in right now. Soft cries fill the room as I sit back, breathing heavily as Andy walks over to cut her umbilical cord. 

"Elle, she's fucking gorgeous."~Andy says and I laugh.

"She best be."~Elle

"She's got your nose."~Andy

"Unlucky girl."~Elle.

"You're gonna have her on your chest for around an hour okay?"~Dr Thompson says and I nod. The put her on my chest slowly after she was cleaned up, wrapping a blanket around her as I look down at her.

"If she doesn't have your eyes I'm gonna be pissed off."~Elle

"Why?"~Andy laughs softly.

"Cause your eyes are gorgeous."~Elle

"Thank you."~He smiles as they wheel me back to my room.

"She's got my hair."~Andy says, noticing the black hair as I laugh.

"Good."~Elle

"I hope she has your attitude."~Andy

"Why would she want that?"~Elle

"Cause it's funny watching you babble to yourself when you're mad."~Andy

"Haha very funny."~I say sarcastically making him smile.

"Would you like to fill out your birth certificate for me?"~Dr Thompson says as Andy takes it from her.

"I don't like Lennon anymore."~Elle

"Uh oh."~Dr Thompson says before disappearing.

"That's okay, but what have you been thinking off?"~Andy says softly as I bite my lip.

"I really like Emmalynn."~Elle

"That's ridiculous."~Andy

"Yeah, but we're ridiculous."~Elle

"That's a good point."~Andy says before biting his lip.

"What about Emmalynn Mae?"~Andy

"Double Barrell or?"~Elle

"Can be."~Andy

"You decide."~Elle. He begins writing it down, spelling it how I wanted as he smiles at me.

"Emmalynn-Mae Biersack."~Andy says as he begins tearing up.

"No crying tough guy."~Elle

"Can't help it."~He says, wiping his eyes as I laugh.

"I love you so much,"~Andy

"I love you too."~Elle

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