Daisy’s back had been hurting for hours, and then it occurred to her that it was time to head to the hospital. Of course it was the middle of the night, but as long as she could safely deliver this baby, Daisy didn’t mind.

The hospital was dark. The doors were locked. They walked around the other side. There was nobody here. Daisy was nearly in tears as Ned suggested they head back home.

“Social services says they’ll provide a bassinet if we just want a home birth,” Ned told her, hanging up his cell.

At this point, Daisy didn’t care. She just wanted to have the baby. But after what seemed forever, no bassinet showed up.

“I read in one of those childbirth books that sometimes some romance helps,” Ned winked at Daisy. How could she resist him?

“Watcher, if you’re out there, please help!” I don’t know how much longer I can take this.” Daisy pleaded.

“I don’t think that Watcher stuff is going to help, sweetheart,” Ned said gently.

“It’s happening, Ned! The Watcher heard my pleas!”

Ned wasn’t so sure it just wasn’t a coincidence, but he was happy the ordeal was over.