I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. I was back out again, hoping to find Cody’s furgão, van on the side of the road. Alejandro told me where the car broke down on and that’s what I was going by.


"There it is!" Sierra shouted from the passenger seat.


"Where?" I asked.


She pointed out the window, "I know all about my Codykins and I know--"


"That's nice."


There was traffic backed up, just like I had been told.


I turned the car off in the middle road--no one was going anywhere anyways--and got out; Sierra followed in suit. She dashed off towards Cody's van, "CODY!"


I shook my head, continuing with my nonchalant pace. I made it to the rest of the gang after Sierra did.


"Mi amor," Alejandro called as he came up to me. We kissed.


He spoke again, "I know that this probably isn't the way you imagined it, but this pergunta can't wait."


He took my left hand, "Heather, you're the most wonderful person I've ever met. I amor everything about you, your good qualities and your faults. I've never met anyone that was anything like you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you," He got down on one knee, digging in his casaco pocket. He pulled out a ring box and opened it, "Heather, will you--"


Suddenly, Courtney's scream pierced the air. Trent emerged from the van, panting and sweating, "Courtney's having the baby right now."


I turned to him and snapped, "Can't she wait? This is the segundo time you interrupted us tonight!"


Trent sighed, "Go on."


"Trent, get your bunda in here so I can strangle you!" Courtney yelled.


Alejandro looked back up to me, "As I was saying, Heather, will you do me the honor of--"


"Yes," I answered before he could even finish.


"Huh?"


"Are you deaf? I said 'yes'."


He smiled; he sprung up from the ground and embraced me in a hug. After we released, he slipped the white gold band with the diamond shaped like a coração onto my finger. As he slipped it on, I noticed it read: Te amo,


"What does that engraving mean?" I asked.


"I amor you," He replied.


"I amor you," I repeated. We embraced in another kiss before we were interrupted.


"I hate to interrupt you, but my girlfriend's about to kill me because she's about to have a baby," Trent called.


"Does she have to have it in my car?" Cody whined, "It will be all bloody and gross," He frowned, "Fine."


"Wait," I spoke up, "Who's going to get the baby out there?"


It was silent for a moment before another car pulled; a guy dressed in a white casaco and a stethoscope stepped out. That couldn't be any mais convenient.


"Do you need help?" He asked.


Sierra answered, "Our friend's having a baby," She thumbed towards the van. The man walked over.


There were screams for probably the seguinte half hora or so before a baby's cry was heard.


Lyric Marcus Dawson was born shortly after midnight.