POV: Cameron

"Just breath. Deep breaths." I reminded Sydney in the passenger seat.

I was currently weaving in and out of traffic on the way to the hospital.

Today was the day.

Today we find out who the father is.

Today I will adopt the baby as my own no matter whose it is.

I had been awoken earlier that night by Sydney screaming in her sleep again. I had thought that it was just another bad dream, but her water had apparently broken and she was starting to have contractions.

I was scared out of my mind, there was no denying that.

I had called Nash on the way out the door and told him to bring Sam to the hospital with him.

I swerved around a pickup truck that was going at an agonizingly slow pace.

Finally the entrance to the hospital was in sight.

Thank God that there were not any cops out tonight.

I pulled in the parking lot and parked in God given space hastily.

I didn't even bother to take the keys out before I got out and rushed to the other side of the car.

I opened Sydney's door, unclicked her seat belt, and scooped her up into my arms.

I kicked the car door shut as I jogged up to the doors.

"Please. Don't run. It hurts." Sydney moaned against my chest, her breathing heavy.

I sighed and walked hastily instead.

As soon as we got beyond the automatic sliding doors a nurse came in with a wheel chair.

I put Sydney down carefully, letting her stand on her own.

I went up to the desk to check in.

POV: Sydney

Oh god.

This is exactly like my dream.

The nurse ushered me into the wheel chair and I felt tears start to drip down my cheeks as another contraction rolled through me.

I let out another moan as I clutched my stomach and the wheel chair started moving.

Just like in my dreams I felt nauseous when we started moving.

Finally we got to the white room that had haunted my dreams and I saw the white people that inhabited the dream.

The nurse got me up onto the table and again somehow I was already in a hospital gown.

I saw from the corner of my eye, Cameron enter the room and walk up beside me.

I looked up at him, tears streaming down my face.

He cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead slowly and smiled at me.

"You're going to do just fine." He stated reassuringly.

I nodded, but clenched my teeth tightly to keep in the scream from the contraction.

I breathed heavily and threw my head back against the headrest, staring at the fluorescent light above me.

I yelped as another shock of pain went through my body and I doubled over the side, positive that I was going to throw up, but I didn't.

I felt a warm hand against my back while I was still leaning over the side.

"Ms your going to have to sit up for me, please." A nurse sat in front of me on a stool, positioned behind my propped up legs.

I groaned and sat back on the chair, trying to take deep breaths.

I screamed as a contraction ripped through me.

"Alright hun I need you to push." The nurse stated in concentration.

I did as she told me, but nothing happened.

She got up and felt my belly then sat back down.

The nurse looked at me above my knees, looking grave.

"There seems to be a problem. She has to go into an emergency surgery." She said quickly as she helped me transfer onto a gurney.

"What? Why?" Cam asked worry clear in his voice.

"The baby is breached." The nurse stated dismissively before rolling me out of the room and to another room with brighter lights than the last.

I squinted against the light as they got me into the surgery table.

I was really dizzy and I couldn't think straight.

All I knew was there was pain.

So much pain.

They injected a liquid into me that made my arm start to go numb, followed by the rest of my body.

They then strapped a mask to me with gas that made me extremely loopy.

I couldn't concentrate on anything anymore as the doctors now had masks on and were setting up things around me.

Suddenly, Cameron was there in his own surgeon outfit.

I smiled at him through my mask.

I was suddenly just so happy.

"I love you." He whispered, but he sounded really sad.

Why was he so sad?

Sad is... Depressing.

Why would anybody want to be sad?

I wanted to ask him, but I didn't know how.

I saw him grasp something beside me and I looked down to see it was my hand, but I couldn't feel his touch.

I smiled though because I liked the thought of holding hands with him.

"The surgeons are doin great. They have really steady hands, I'm sure you'll be fine." Cam stated forcing a smile.

Wait who's having surgery?

Then it occurred to me that it was me and that I was having a baby.

Was my baby a girl or boy?

FLASHBACK

"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Dallas." The doctor said as he beckoned us into the little room.

"Oh um we're not-" I started, but Cameron gave me a look and I silenced.

"So it looks to me like your almost ready to give birth." He stated as he looked over his clip board. "Hop up on here for me then?" He asked patting the papered table.

Cameron helped me lay down on it and the doctor exposed my belly.

He squirted some clear jelly on it and turned on a machine.

He took the thingy and brought it over my stomach slowly and onto the screen popped a little baby-like shadow.

I felt Cam grasp my hand as I grinned at him.

That was my baby.

MY baby.

"Is it a boy?" Cameron asked impatiently. "I want to teach it sports and all."

"It's kind of hard to tell because the baby is turned weird, but it looks like a girl." The doctor stated smiling at me. "Congratulations."

"A girl Cameron!" I grinned wider. "Will you still love a girl?" I asked nervously.

"I will love it to the moon and back again." He stated, pecking me on the forehead.

END FLASHBACK

It had only been a couple of seconds before I was brought out of my trance.

I took a deep breath before speaking quietly to Cameron.

"I know what I want I name her now." I whispered smiling.

"What?" He asked quietly as he smiled back at me.

"Kaydee." I whispered.

Cameron grinned and I saw tears glitter in his eyes.

"That's a beautiful name, Sydney." He sighed.

Suddenly I heard what I had been longing to hear since I got here.

A baby's cry split through the solemnly quiet room.

"My baby." I whispered so quietly you could barely hear it.

I struggle to peer over the line of cloth separating me from the rest of my body, but I couldn't see and I was too drowsy to really move.

I saw a nurse hand Cameron something wrapped in cloth and Cam was grinning like an idiot as he crouched down beside me so that I could see the soft pink face with blue eyes. (Authors note: That doesn't mean that Nash is the father. All babies start with blue eyes.)

"It's a boy." He stated, voice wavering.

I wanted to reach out and stroke the baby's cheek. To hold him in my arms and never let go.

"Can we name him Ashton?" He asked quietly.

The baby reached out a pink arm towards me as he sniffled from crying. He almost seemed to smile at me

I smiled at him and nodded slowly.

And so Cameron named the baby. Even though it wasn't his.

I smiled and I suddenly felt completely exhausted and I just wanted to sleep.

I felt my eyes start to flutter closed.

Before losing consciousness I heard a commotion around me.

"I need suction here."

"We can't find the source of the bleed."

"What's wrong?" I felt Cameron's presence vanish from my side.

"She's losing too much blood." Was the only thing I could hear.

Who's losing too much blood?

Where did my baby go?

But I was too tired to fight it anymore.

POV: Cameron

One of the nurses had taken Ashton and another had pushed me out of the room.

I kept asking her questions on whether Sydney would be okay, but she didn't answer and just went back into the surgery room.

I was left in the hallway, alone.

There was a chair outside of the room.

I sat down in it carefully and I lay my head in my hands.

I felt my heart pound nervously and tears threaten to spill over.

Suddenly I could no longer stay still so I stood up and paced back an forth.

"I'm sure she's fine." I whispered to myself, trying to convince, but I still continued to pace.

It had been about 10 minutes since they had kicked me out of the room and I felt anger rise up in me.

Why won't they let me see her?

Why did this have to happen?

Why did this have to happen to HER?!

Ugh the universe must really have a grudge on me. I thought wretchedly as I put my hands on a wall and stared at the ground, using my arms to keep me up.

"Are you the father?" A nurse came up beside me an looked at me solemnly.

No. I'm not. I thought bitterly. But I knew what she meant and nodded hastily.

"I'm so sorry... She was too small and weak... She couldn't handle it... I'm sorry for your lose." The nurse stated quietly her gaze full of sympathy.

I could barely hear her though.

I backed up against the wall and allowed myself to slide down it until I had my knees up to my face, burying it as I let out a sob.

I cried for what seemed like forever. Until I felt a tap on my shoulder and I looked up to see the little brunette nurse standing over me.

"I'm sorry, but you have to come sign papers for the child since the mother is unable to." She stated quietly.

I quickly rose to my feet and wiped my eyes.

"Okay. Let's go." I stated, my voice wavering.