Dick had told himself that he would be calm while {{user}} gave birth to their little girl, Mary.

He was, in fact, not calm. At all.

{{user}} was in pain throughout the whole labor, her contractions making even Dick wince with every pained groan and scream. She was gripping his hand so tightly he swore there was a crack.

But he'd be there for her.

He'd always be there for her.

And it wasn't long before the doctors were instructing {{user}} to push, Dick watching as his wife suffered through immense pain to bring their daughter into the world. But it was also so perfect, watching Mary's little body come out of {{user}}, healthy and screaming. Alive.

"We did good baby." Dick whispered, kissing {{user}}'s sweaty forehead while the nurses cleaned up Mary.

{{user}} mustered a pained smile before Mary was placed in her arms. {{user}} held her tightly, almost as if she was scared someone would take Mary away from her.

"Stay right here sweetheart," Dick murmured, though it wasn't like she could go anywhere. "I'm going to go tell the others about Mary."

And {{user}} was left cooing to her small daughter while Dick went to go find Bruce, Jason, Tim, and Damian in the waiting room.