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Oh, Baby!

14

This is the least attractive I’ve ever felt in my life. On my hands and knees, panting and cursing, red faced and covered in sweat. I’m pissed off too, the pain is not wearing well on me. I’d be ready to murder someone if I wasn’t so exhausted.
Brian squeezed my hand, “You can do it, Aubrey. Keep pushing.”
“Don’t tell me what to do, you fucking cretin” I growled back to him.
“Only trying to give encouragement,” he laughed as he rolled his eyes. The nurse smiled at him sympathetically as she rubbed my back.
“The fathers always get it at this point, don’t take it personally,” she said, lightly. I bit my tongue, not wanting to piss off the only person in the room who could get this baby out of me. Another contraction washed over me and I gave another huge push.
“That’s fantastic, Aubrey, keep going,” the nurse urged, smiling at me. I let out a long, low groan.
“Oh yeah, don’t bite her head off then,” Brian muttered under his breath, quietly. Not quietly enough. I pulled my hand from his and flailed my arm around, trying to land a slap on him. He dodged each attempt, laughing, which only made me more furious in my flailing.
“Will you concentrate on the task at hand please, Aubrey?” His voice was serious but he had a stupid grin on his face, indicating that he was taking the piss.
“Just you fucking wait, Gates. When I’m done with this I’m going to-” I was cut short by another contraction. Brian resumed holding my hand, which I didn’t object to. A stinging heat ripped through me as I pushed, making my eyes water.
“Right, Aubrey, baby’s head is nearly out. This is the worst bit, but I promise it won’t last long,” reassured the nurse. I let out an unearthly scream, making Brian jump.
“OHMYGODITFUCKINGBURNS,” I howled, gripping Brian’s hand even tighter. “Brian, is my vagina on fire? Fucking Jesus Christ!”
“Can’t see any flames,” he snickered. I would have attempted to slap him again but I was temporarily disabled by the pain. Another contraction came and I braced myself.
“Ok, little pushes now,” the nurse instructed as she pulled on a pair of gloves.
“Littlepushes? Little pushes?! I want him out already,” I shouted, dissolving into more moaning as my body took over. As I finished, I realised Brian had leaned to the other end of my body and was watching, eyes wide as dinner plates.
“Fucking get up here,” I wailed at him. “Right now, Brian!”
He uttered, “Aubrey, it’s amazing, I can see our baby,” as he re-joined me at my head end. I softened a little at his excitement.
“Ok, keep going with the little pushes. You’re doing so well, Aubrey. Here comes baby’s head!” The nurse cheered as my pain spiked and then dissipated.
“Oh thank God, but I can’t do it anymore. Can’t you just pull the rest of him out?” I whimpered. I was totally beat and didn’t think I could do anymore.
“No, I can’t,” she laughed apologetically, “but don’t worry, you’ve got this. One big push for the shoulders and then he’ll be out in a shot.”
Her words encouraged me and when the next wave of squeezing pain came, I gave it all I had. Brian abandoned me again to watch the action. I was suitably horrified at his voyeurism, but also very much focused on the task at hand so didn’t have time to protest.
“Get ready dad,” the nurse called to him. Brian looked confused and then terrified as she grabbed his hands. “You can catch him.” She guided his hands and I heard Brian gasp softly as a huge wave of relief came over me. There was a moment of quiet where all I could hear was Brian softly making strange little noises of wonder, and then I heard it. It rang out, triggering such a ferocious feeling of protection in me. My baby’s cry.

I turned over and came face to face with Brian who, with the help of the nurse, placed our baby onto my bare chest. This tiny, pinkey-purple baby, stained with a little blood, screaming its lungs out.
“He’s so perfect, Aubrey,” Brian whispered in amazement. I nodded my head in agreement, lost for words. Brian stroked my hair back from my face. “And you were amazing. You were a fucking nightmare, but you were amazing,” he continued. I smiled weakly up at him.
“I’m sorry for bitching at you,” I said, with a soft giggle.
“One look at this guy and it was all worth it,” he replied, gazing at the squirming bundle. “I would take every bit all over again for him.”
“Even ‘fucking cretin’?” I grinned sheepishly as I looked up at him.
“Yep, even ‘fucking cretin’,” he smiled back. He eyes came to rest again on our baby. “Look at him, Aubrey, our Baby Gates.”
I shook my head softly and corrected him, “Baby Haner.”
His eyes darkened with emotion and he leant in to kiss me, softly. It was a kiss that said a thousand words. Every single look, every single touch, every single word we had ever said to each other sparked through my being, setting me on fire. Apparently, Brian experienced similar because he pulled away and stared deep into my eyes.
“I fucking love you,” he breathed, planting a kiss on my forehead.
“Right, let’s get this little man fed,” the nurse interrupted our moment as she bustled over. Brian moved out of her way.
“I’m gonna go let the guys know,” he smiled and slipped out of the room.
With only a small amount of fumbling, we managed to get Baby Haner happily nuzzled to my chest and sucking greedily. I looked at him in wonder, in disbelief that less than an hour ago he hadn’t existed in the real world. I was just beginning to lose myself in my thoughts when I heard a cheer erupt in the distance. Predictably, Jimmy’s excited screeches were easily audible above the rest of Avenged’s voices. It sounded very much like a party was brewing in the waiting room, one that I expected was soon to be evicted by the nurses. Sure enough, the din quickly died down and subsequently Brian reappeared with a very happy grin on his face.
“Man, I’ve never seen Jimmy so fucking excited,” he laughed as he took his place next to me. He leaned in close, gently stroking his fingers over our baby’s skin. “You must be exhausted,” he said, taking in my weary demeanour. I nodded in affirmation. I was struggling to keep my eyes open. Baby Haner let out a small snuffle and turned his face away from me, apparently having had his fill.
The nurse breezed over and eased him out of my arms.
“I’ll get him cleaned up and dress for you,” she whispered, gently. Brian handed her an outfit we’d chosen out for him, a tiny white onesie embroidered with little yellow ducks and a matching hat. I started fading in and out, desperate to stay awake but so fatigued that I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Brian helped me to dress myself in a loose nightdress and settled me into a comfortable position. That was all I needed for sleep to take hold of me. The last thing I saw was Brian, cuddling our little boy close and whispering sweet words to him, and then I drifted off into the most peaceful sleep I’d had in months.

“He’s adorable, brother. Got a name yet?”
“Nope, he’s still 'Baby' at the moment.”
I woke up to hushed tones being exchanged between Matt and Brian. Our room had magically, inexplicably filled with cards, gifts and balloons. I wasn’t sure how long I’d slept but clearly a lot had happened. I turned towards the noise and saw Matt cradling Baby Haner with Brian sat next to him. Hearing my shuffling, Brian looked over to me and his face lit up.
“You’re awake,” he smiled. “We’ve had some visitors, I hope you don’t mind. I thought I’d let you get some rest.”
“That’s fine. Who’s been?” I asked, wriggling to sit up in the bed.
“Just the Avenged family,” he replied, fetching some water for me. Matt looked up from the little person in his arms and grinned at me.
“Congratulations Aubrey, he’s amazing. Looks like he got his mother’s good looks,” he quipped, eliciting a curse from Brian.
“Thanks,” I blushed, lightly. “Is he hungry?”
“I reckon he will be any time now,” Brian said, gently lifting him from Matt’s arms and carrying him over to me. Matt stood and excused himself.
“I’ll let you have some privacy,” he said, backing out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. I slipped my nightdress down and settled Baby onto my breast. Brian sighed and put his head in his hands.
“I’ve got some bad news,” he confessed.
I cocked my head to one side, “Oh?”
“I haven’t let the Rev in yet because, well, you were sleeping and he’s loud as fuck. He’s bouncing off the walls in the waiting room. I’ll have to let him in soon,” he groaned and chuckled simultaneously.
“Just give me a minute and he can come in,” I replied with a grin. I cuddled Baby Haner close as he fed, feeling incredibly in love with him already. Once he’d had enough, I slid my dress back up and gave Brian the nod. He slipped out of the room to invite the last member of Avenged to meet our son. I spoke softly to Baby as I braced myself for Hurricane Jimmy. I didn’t have to wait long before our door burst open and the legend himself danced in, shouting unintelligible but unmistakably happy words. Once Brian had calmed him down enough to sit still, I brought the baby over to him. He held out his arms and then held Baby Haner closely, softly as though he might break. I’d never seen Jimmy so quiet and still in the entire length of time I’d known him.
“A baby looks good on you, Jim,” I winked, as he stared down at him in wonder.
“Fuck yeah it does,” Jimmy replied, softly. “Nothing chicks like more than a good looking guy holding a baby. I know I’m irresistible right now,” his lisp clung to the word, making Brian shoot an amused look at me.
“I’ve never seen you so… normal,” Brian teased, nudging Jimmy softly. Jimmy shot him a warning look.
“Don’t fuck about Syn, I’m handling precious goods,” he scolded, swatting him away.
“So, what do you think, Jim?” Brian asked, putting an arm around me.
“I think he’s perfect, and you know what he looks like?” Jimmy asked, pausing as he snuggled the tiny person in his arms. “He looks like a Baby Jimmy.

Notes

BABY HANER HAS ARRIVED!!! I hope you're all partying right now.

Comments

@overneaththepathofmisery
Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it, sorry about the tears though!

RamonaFoREVer RamonaFoREVer
4/5/19

I’ve just started and finished this today. This last chapter... The shortest of the story, with so few words said... The way you captured the feelings perfectly... I can’t breathe. I’m a crying mess.

@RamonaFoREVer
That is true... Picturing Bri with a baby in arms... argh! So cute!

kiss my sas kiss my sas
2/4/19

@kiss my sas
Thank you so much! I hope your heart is ok. He is growing up without Uncle Knifemaster, but he does have Daddy Brian <3

RamonaFoREVer RamonaFoREVer
2/4/19

Ahhhhhh!!!
I HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS!!!
Sorry I am so late to the party. Freaking HECTIC weekend :( I need a weekend to recover from the weekend.
But oh no!! That was a heart wrenching ending... urgh, my heart :(
I did not see that coming... but poor little baby Jimmy, growing up without Uncle Knifemaster :(
Loved reading this! You have a way with words, and your writing style is amazing! Cannot wait to read more of your stuff :D

kiss my sas kiss my sas
2/4/19