He was at the crime scene when he got the call. Aiming his gun at the suspect they had caught.
"Mac!!! You've got to take this. It's Stella she's in labour."
Cuffing the suspect Mac passed him to Flack.
"Hello, sweetheart? Is everything okay?"
"Huff, huff...no Mac. I'm in labour. Hee,hee...I need you meet me at the Hospital, Danny's taking me."
"Okay love. Just don't have the baby till I get there. Promise me Stel."
"Hee,hee,ha,ha....God Mac. I'll do my best. I love you." She cried as she panted.
"I love you to sweetheart. I'm on my way."
Getting into the car Flack tried not to laugh.
"Umm Mac. Wrong car. Unless you would like to go with the suspect. Get in my car, I'll drive. You're liable to hurt someone in your condition."
When they arrived at the Hospital they found Danny holding Stella's hand breathing with her.
"That's it Stel....good job. Huff, huff. You got it Stel. Just keep breathing."
Don tried not to laugh. Here was his best bud acting like an expectant father.
"Mac....huff, huff, it's about time. Danny's done great. But I need you now. Bend down Danny."
Bending down Stella kissed his cheek.
"Thank you for everything...hee,hee,huff. Oh God, here comes another one."
Passing her hand to Mac, Danny waited outside with Don.
"How ya doin Danno? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Christ man. I thought for sure I was going to lose a couple fingers. Damn Stel is strong."
Shaking off the pain, Don laughed.
"Hey guys, is the baby here yet?"
"Not yet Sheldon. Where the hell did you get that huge blue bear?"
"At the giftshop. He was the last one. So I grabbed him for our new addition. Sid's getting the cigars. He should be here shortly."
Back in the room Stella kept baring down but the baby wouldn't budge.
"Okay Stella. I think we are going to have to C section you. The baby's in a little bit of distress, he needs some help to arrive. So we're just going to freeze you up. I promise you'll be holding your son in no time."
Mac kissed her to reassure her that it would be fine.
"You okay love? Do you feel anything?"
Shaking her head no, she cried.
"Shh..it's okay love. The baby's going to be fine. Don't cry. We'll be holding Mitchell any minute now, I promise love."
Tearing up with her he tried his best to stay strong. Then they heard it. The lusty cries of their son. Raising the baby into the air, the OBGYN smiled.
"He's here. Look at him, your beautiful baby boy."
Passing the scissors to Mac she said...
"Okay daddy, you get to cut the cord."
Taking the scissors Mac's hand shook.
"It's okay Mr.Taylor. Just cut above the belly button, that's it."
Wrapping the baby in blue, Mac passed him over to his wife.
"Here he is love. Our son. Mitchell Mackenzie Taylor."
Laying him in her arms, he climbed in beside them and wrapped them all up tight.
"We'll leave you alone for a few minutes. Then we need to take Mitchell down to be weighed and bathed."
Nodding that they understood. The OBGYN and the nurses left the room.
"Well...don't leave us in suspense Brenda. How is she?"
"She's great Sheldon. We had to C section her. But her and little Mitchell are doing great."
"Can we have a peek?"
"Fine. For you anything Sheldon. But the bear stays here, and only for a couple minutes we still have to take him to be weighed and checked over. But you owe me a drink later. Deal?"
"Deal Brenda."
Kissing her hand they entered the room with the bear.