One Hundred Sleepless Nights

I threw myself back on the bed and grasped for the gas and air. Who fucking moved my gas and air? Vic. Of course, it had to be him. I snatched it back and inhaled a deep breath from it. I could feel another contraction coming. I couldn't do it. I told everyone. I couldn't. I'm not brave enough. I should have just kept me legs closed. What if all those extra times Vic and I slept together created babies? I'll have over thirty babies to deliver! I can't even manage one.
"You need to push harder!" Liz told me.
"I can't." I cried again. I looked at Vic and his eyebrows furrowed.
"You're right," he suddenly said.
"What?" Kate asked.
"She can't do it. I knew it. You're not big and brave enough to give birth to our baby. I should have just hired someone to do it for you." Vic said easily.
"Excuse me!" Mom exclaimed.
"Look at her, she's way too scared and skinny to give birth. I've seen more meat on a lamppost." Vic added. That bastard. That complete bastard. He knocks me up and says that. Well I'll fucking show him who can give birth.
When the next one came I screamed and pushed with everything I had. I pushed and pushed and pushed until I collapsed down onto the bed panting. I felt the next one coming and pushed again and again. Liz told me the head was out. I was doing okay. Then the shoulders. But damn I've never been in more pain in my entire life. That's why I didn't want to push. The pain. But I had to. Why did I turn down that epidural? I had to be Miss-No-I-Want-It-To-Be-Natural.
"A bit more and you can prove me wrong, babe." Vic whispered in my ear.
I pushed harder than I've ever pushed. The pain was almost making me dizzy and blind. But then it happened. The baby came out! It actually came out. Not in the desirable log flume way. But it came out. I did it. I did it!
"See, proved you wrong." I muttered weakly.
"You did." Vic laughed. He started kissing all over my face like a wild kissing machine.
"Congratulations on your baby girl." Liz told me.
"It's a girl?" I asked.
"Yes." she replied.
"Alan will be happy." Vic joked. I looked up at him and smiled.
It still hurt but it was so bearable. I was sore, like I'd never be able to sit down again - never mind have Vic show me a good time. But it was okay. Vic was asked to cut the cord - to which he responded "You want me to do it?!". Then they cleaned me up and cleaned my little baby girl up.
Then finally my eight pound tiny ball of perfectness was handed to me. I didn't know how to hold her. I tried remembering everything in my book but I couldn't. Instead I held her how I thought I should. I looked up at Vic and he had tears in his eyes. I don't think I've ever seen him cry like that.
"Can I hold her?" Vic asked quietly. I nodded and passed her to him. His eyes were wide and his mouth formed a little 'O'. He looked absolutely bloody terrified. But he rocked her gently as she let out a little cry.
"Well done." Kate whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek. Then she and Mom both left us alone.
"I can't believe it." Vic whispered. "If I made her how is she this beautiful?"
"Because she has my looks." I laughed quietly. Looking at her I don't think she has anyone's looks. She's just all cute and small and wrinkled. I shifted in bed and yawned. I was so tired. My eyes were half closed.
"That must be it." Vic smiled and kissed her little wrinkled head.
"She looks so Mexican!" I exclaimed.
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked.
"No, it's just... she's tanned like you and has your eyes and your sexy legs!"
"I have sexy legs?" he raised his eyebrows at me.
"Shut up, I'm tired." I whined.
"Go to sleep if you want. I'll look after her." he promised.
"Fuentes," I murmured just as my eyes were closing.
"Hmm?"
"You're good." I told him before I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up it was midday from what I could see of the sun outside. I looked around and found Vic sleeping in the armchair with my baby girl asleep in the cot next to him. I sat up and gasped. Why does it still hurt? And why am I still fat?
Vic jumped in his sleep and sat up. He woke up and smiled sleepily at me. "You're awake now."
"How long was I sleeping?" I asked.
"Twelve, thirteen hours or something." Vic replied.
"Why didn't you wake me?"
"Thought you'd need it."
"What about her? Did she cry? Did she wake up? You didn't try to breast feed her did you?" I rushed.
"Relax," he soothed. "She woke up and cried a little. But the nurse brought some formula milk. She said when you're ready you can try and feed her with you know... The breast-iness."
"Okay." I nodded.
"Zee," Vic stood up and took my hand. "I'm so proud of you." he told me and placed a kiss down on my cheek.
I heard a small cry come from the cot. Vic pulled away and went to pick her up. I watched him handle her gently and he carried her over to me. I took her and looked down at her. Her bright brown eyes, wrinkled tanned face - like she was going to be pale with Vic's complexion - plump tiny lips with her little defined Cupid's bow.
I undid the gown I was wearing and heard Vic gasp. He looked around the room and shuffled nervously. "I need to..." he trailed away and ran from the room. You coward, Fuentes. I put her by my breast and nothing happened.
"Ugh, come on..." I urged. Still nothing. "I know I was a shit mom when I went to sleep... But don't be moody. I'll never sleep again. Just try it." Then I felt something. She was latched on and feeding. "Vic!" I yelled.
"What?" he mumbled.
"You've seen my boobs before. Grow a pair and get back in here." I yelled.
"Okay." he replied and walked in. "Is she...?"
"Feeding, yeah." I beamed. "Our baby girl."
"You know we can't keep calling her that. We need a real name." he told me.
"As long as it isn't Victor."
"What's wrong with Victor?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Just no. I'm not calling my daughter Victor. Or Vivian."
"Zee-"
"No, I'm sorry. It'd be weird."
"Hey Zee-"
"Look-"
"Shut up." he told me. "What about Alexandria Zandra Knight - Fuentes?" What's he talking about? I don't know any Alexandria. Oh. Oh.
"I like it." I told him.
"Really?" Vic beamed at me.
"Really. Alex! Dria!"
"What are you doing?"
"Testing it out." I explained.
"Is it good?"
"Yeah." I confirmed.
Someone knocked the door and I looked up. Liz walked inside and smiled gently at me. I stopped feeding her and handed little Alex to Vic. "There are a few people here to see you. I told them they can come in twos if that's okay."
"Yeah, send them in." I told her and did up my buttons. Vic sat down on the edge on my bed and I leaned over to kiss her head. "There will be a lot of people here soon. They're all completely insane. But I'm not. I'm your mom by the way." I told her and kissed her again.
"I knew it!" Alan exclaimed and I rolled my eyes. He walked into the room with Mike.
"How come you guys went first?" I asked.
"We played a thumb war tournament." Mike explained. "We were the undefeated champions."
"You all owe me a load of money!" Alan laughed.
"Oh hush." I giggled
"Can I hold her?" Mike asked.
"Sure." I nodded. Vic handed her to him and Alan peered at her face as Mike held her.
"How did my ugly brother make you?" Mike teased. She blinked up and him, making them both smile.
"You'll be a model just like your mom." Alan told her.
"A short one." Mike corrected.
"So, who is this?" Alan asked.
"Alexandria Zandra Knight - Fuentes." Vic replied.
"Hey Alex." Mike cooed at her. I watched him wipe his eyes and he coughed rather loudly.
"Just Fuentes. No Knight." I suddenly said.
"Really?" Vic asked hopefully.
"Of course." I promised. You never know, Vic and I could get married. One day.
"Wait until everyone else sees her." Alan said.
"She's so beautiful." Mike said.
"She's ours." I told the room and Vic wrapped his arm fondly around me.

Notes

Hey! She had the baby!!! Did you expect a girl? Did you like the name? Will Vic and Zee get back together? They didn't give birth to the anti-Christ. What will happen next? I know I said this was the last chapter but there's a short little thingy that I'll be posting now. Happy or sad? Yay for quick update because I finished the story! :)