Olympic, oldest sister to Titanic and Britannic, sat on her bed. Months ago, she had fallen in love with a man, but he ran off with his lover. Now, Olympic was nine months pregnant.

She huffed softly, one hand on her swollen belly. She stood up with very little struggle, and walked to the kitchen. She put a kettle on the stove to make tea, and started cleaning a little bit.

Titanic and Britannic were out, shopping for the baby, and just needing some new clothing. When they found out they were going to be aunts, to say they were overjoyed would've been an understatement.

Suddenly, Olympic felt a sharp pain, but as quickly as it started, it ended. "Must have been a false alarm." Olympic muttered. Five minutes passed, and another pain hit. Olympic groaned in pain, and suddenly felt a liquid go down her legs.

About an hour passed, and Titanic, Britannic, Lusitania, Mauretania, alongside William Murdoch arrived at the house.

"Olympic, we're back!" Titanic giggled. No response. Britannic went to the kitchen, and let out a shriek.

"Olympic!" She screamed. Olympic laid on the floor, soaked in sweat, blood and fluids pooled under her. The others rushed to her side, and Murdoch took immediate action.

"Get her to her room, and change her into a loose fitting nightshirt." He ordered. He alerted EJ Smith and Thomas Andrews.

Olympic whimpered in agony, and soon, she saw her former captain and her ship-builder/uncle figure. Whether it was shame, or pain, or both, but Olympic just started crying.

Immediately, Thomas held her in his arms, while EJ wiped a cool cloth across her forehead. "Darling, what's the matter? Is it the pain?" EJ asked.

"Yes. That and shame... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Olympic sobbed, clinging to Thomas.

"Honey, why are you sorry?" Thomas asked.

"I'm alone, and pregnant. That's shameful, especially for a shipping line such as White Star. I didn't mean for it to happen." Olympic explained, her head on Thomas's shoulder.

"Olympic, you don't have to be ashamed. It's okay. And what do you mean you're alone? What are we? Roaches?" Titanic asked. She turned, and saw Britannic in full nurse mode.

Britannic scurried about, gathering extra sheets, cloths, made sure the kettle was off the stove, and some extra things. When it came time to push, Thomas and Mauretania each held Olympic's hands. Lusitania and Titanic would move stuff around, EJ would handle keeping Olympic cooled off, and Britannic would deliver the baby. They soon had Olympic in one of her darker colored nightshirts, a black one to be exact.

"Push!" Britannic ordered. Olympic did so, sobbing in pure agony. The contractions hurt, pushing hurt, everything hurt.

"Atta girl." Murdoch praised. Olympic whimpered.

Hour after hour, contraction after contraction, it felt like an eternity to Olympic. Sure, she had a high pain tolerance, but this was worse. Her strength completely depleted, but the baby hadn't even began crowning yet.

"Come on, Olympic. You got this." EJ encouraged.

"I'm tired .." she whimpered.

"Britannic, how much longer do you estimate until the baby arrives?" Thomas asked.

"Given how close her contractions are, I'd say an hour, two at most. She's already been in labor for nearly twelve hours." Britannic responded.

Olympic's eyes drooped, she was so tired. Oh so very, very tired. But she knew she couldn't give up, she had to deliver her baby.

An hour and a half had gone by, and Olympic was more than exhausted. Thomas looked at Olympic with such admiration, and fondness. The baby, finally, had begun crowning, and within four more pushes, Olympic's screams of pain faded, and a newborn's wails filled the air.

Olympic looked up, at Britannic. "What's the gender?" She asked, breathless.

"A little girl." Britannic smiled. When she cleaned the baby, and wrapped her in a soft blanket, she handed the baby to Olympic.

Olympic happily held her little girl, her daughter. Her eyes caught Murdoch, who, for some time during her pregnancy, had been her lover. Of course everyone already knew that, and Titanic threatened him, as did Britannic, EJ, and especially Thomas.

As they sat together, Murdoch happily held the newborn baby in his arms, placing a gentle, loving kiss on Olympic's lips.