Melody was breathing ever so heavily as Benedict drove her to the hospital.

"Ben!" She screeched, tilting her head back and she dug her fingernails into the seat.

Benedict accelerated as hard as he could and tried his very best to comfort Melody.

That's it though?

It was out there.

Benedict had confessed, so did Melody.

Alex was hopefully out of the picture, but there is one person we are forgetting...

Karen.

But, I'll come back to that later.

"Mels, hold on!" Benedict took a sharp turn and kept one hand in the steering wheel, the other holding Melody's hand. "You'll be fine..." He murmured under his breath, Melody catching every one of his lovely, encouraging words.

Shame Alex wasn't here to do that eh?

Finally, they arrived, Melody literally screaming at the top of her voice.

Benedict scrambled out of the front seat and ran to the other side of the car, opening the door for her.

It revealed a flustered Melody, salty tears dripping down her face and her eye bags were as long as Benedict's arm.

Okay...

I was joking.

Sorry, I'm rubbish at those.

Jokes...

They.. don't-

Sorry, I'll stop now.

"Ben..." She whimpered, Benedict grabbing hold of her hand and he placed his hand onto her back.

"Oh dear Melody..." He chuckled.

"This is the flat thing all over again..." Melody grew a smile, however her pain consumed her.

"Ben!" She cried out again, Benedict pulling her into his chest.

"All right, deep breaths... deep breath Mels..." They slowly walked up to the front doors, then up to the reception desk.

"Yes?"

"Sorry..." Benedict leaned forward. "My friend Melody, is in labour right now-" The nurse sprung from her seat and shouted out:

"Doctor!" She rushed towards a wheelchair and Melody popped herself into it. "Quick, quick!" Doctors rushed after Melody, Benedict trying to run after them, but was refused in.

"I need-"

"Are you the Father?" Benedict shook his head in displeasure, the sound of Melody screeching echoing through the corridors.

"Please! I need to go in there!" The nurse signed, Melody calling for him.

"Ben!" She cried. Benedict swooshed past the nurse, instantly grabbing hold of her hand, even though she would give him the grip of his life. "I can't!" Benedict rubbed her back, still preoccupied by her hand.

"You'll be fi- ahhh!" Crack. "I think my finger is broken." Melody frowned at Benedict, who was in a right old state. "Nothing..." A doctor came in and moved towards Melody.

"Right, Melody Fellows, you're about 10cm, you will need to go to the birthing room. Come on!" Benedict still clutched onto Melody's hand as the bed rolled into another room.

Even that split second where they let go hands, Melody screeched for his presence like a child.

"Ben! Ben!" Benedict rushed back to her side.

"I'm here, I'm here!"

"Right, I want you to push as hard as you can Melody." Melody dropped her head, sobbing.

"I can't!"

"You can Mels! Hold onto my hand and squeeze out everything... All the pain, all the anger, take it out now Mels..." Melody took a deep breath and squeezed.

A long ass squeeze it was.

A painful one too.

Okay, I will skip the painful birthing...

"Mels, come on! One more!" Benedict pleaded, Melody dripping in sweat and tears.

She spoke quietly through her gritted teeth.

"This is not what I wanted our first few weeks to be like Ben!" He giggled.

"Me neither Mels!"

"I meant it though Ben!"

"Hm?" Benedict looked at Melody.

"I do love you..."

And her birth was over.

The sound of a baby girl crying filled the room and the Doctors cut off the umbilical cord.

Benedict himself even began tearing up.

"Oh my..." Melody smiled, breathing heavily.

"Hold her Ben... Hold my girl..." Benedict was honoured and held the girl in her arms, rocking her.

"You hold her now... she belongs in her Mother's arms right now." Benedict passed over the girl and he crowned over them both.

"I have a name you know..." Benedict's ears perked up.

"Yeh?"

"Mother would be pleased..." Benedict simpered, knowing.

"Amelia?"

"What do you think?" He played with the baby's finger.

"Perfect. Amelia would be pleased with Amelia." They chuckled, Melody's body drained.

And in the distance stood - Alex.

Watching Benedict and Melody.

His fist tightened.