Since interest for this story is slacking (from the reader's part as well as mine) I'm wrapping it up. So, yes, this is the last chapter.

Merlin and Arthur had made up once they had a good lecture from both Arthur parents as Merlin's mother. Neither Arthur or Merlin had acted and reacted the way they should've and the parents made damn sure that the incident that happened wouldn't ruin their relationship.

Merlin had apologized a million times to Arthur and Arthur had eventually forgiven him as long as Merlin would tell him everything that he was planning in that head of his.

Merlin agreed and two weeks later the date of the wedding at the registry office was there.

Even though Merlin and Arthur had planned to keep this ceremony small with only them and four witnesses (Merlin picked Lancelot to be his, next to his mother), their whole police department had come to celebrate this momentous occasion with them. Merlin did admit that it was good to have so many people he loved surrounding him on this day.

And Gaius was also there.

When Gaius had learnt what Merlin had done, he'd been summoned to Gaius' office and got suspended for the two weeks leading up to the wedding and after the wedding he would be put on office duties. Merlin felt he deserved that.

After Merlin and Arthur got married for the Law, the whole party went to a nearby hotel to have some coffee and cakes. Some of their colleagues had prepared a small speech and Arthur would deny to everyone that he cried at those when asked.

Around nine the couple announced that they would go home as Merlin needed to get some rest, and thanked everyone for their presence and that they were of course still invited for the big celebration once their child was born.

Merlin collapsed bone tired on the bed when they were home and Arthur snickered at that and began to undress his now husband. Finally!

"Arthur, if you think I'm in the mood for sex now, you're sorely mistaken." Merlin mumbled, barely holding his eyes open, but a playful smile was playing at his lips.

"No, you idiot. I want you to be comfortable. I hardly think you will be all dressed up in a suit." Arthur continued undressing and placing every piece of clothing neatly on the chair next to the bed. Then he undressed himself and covered himself and Merlin with the covers. His hand left feather light touches on Merlin's stomach.

Merlin hummed low, quite liking how this felt. "So our child is now really a Emrys-Pendragon."

"Or a Pendragon-Emrys." Arthur murmured, his nose nuzzling the hairs in Merlin's nape.

Merlin yawned loudly. "You wish, Pendragon. I'm carrying it, my name comes first."

"We'll discuss later, okay?"

"M'kay." Merlin mumbled and Arthur heard his breathing even out and he was fairly sure that Merlin had fallen asleep.

~oOoOo~

FIVE MONTHS LATER

Merlin had been uncomfortable this whole day with small contractions and a killing back ache, and he thought that it was probably the day. But he'd not been too worried, as his doctor (and mother and mother-in-law) had told him, a first child could take hours before actually being born. They had some time left before he'd move his arse to the hospital.

His husband however was not so calm. He checked his watch every other fifteen seconds, asking Merlin when a contraction hit him and timing it accordingly. He even kept an Excel spreadsheet with the times and durations and Merlin had been rolling his eyes at him.

Merlin told him that these were just small contractions and not the big ones that should be timed. But his husband acted like he hadn't heard that and still continued to admit every contractions.

The big contractions started about an hour ago and Merlin told Arthur to call their mothers as he was probably to go to the hospital within the next hour. Arthur did so, and Hunith and Ygraine had come in ten minutes ago, just when Merlin was experiencing a particularly strong contraction. Arthur rubbed Merlin's back through the contraction but kept his eyes on his watch to time it.

Hunith then called the hospital and told them how long Merlin was having strong contractions and the nurse on the phone told them to come by.

Thirty-five minutes later, Merlin was admitted in the hospital and a midwife had done an examination and told him that he was about 4 centimetre along.

Arthur had been standing on the side, biting his thumbnail. Ygraine had a big task at her hands, one was to keep her son calm and second… keeping her husband calm. Uther had dropped everything when he heard that Merlin was in labour and was now standing in the hospital hallway with practically half of Arthur and Merlin's Police Force department.

Merlin was now watching his partner walking back and forth. "Arthur, will you please sit down?" Merlin said between the puffs of gas he took for the pain. The past thirty minutes were excruciating for him, mainly because the labour was now going fast. The midwife had come in five minutes ago and checked Merlin again, and told him that he was already 8 centimetres now. She wouldn't be surprised if Merlin would get the urge to push in the next thirty minutes.

Arthur stopped his walking and looked towards the bed almost confused. "Oh," He said, almost like he wasn't aware that he'd been pacing for the past five minutes. He walked to the bed and on the chair next to it. "Do you need anything?"

Merlin closed his eyes and inhaling the nitrous oxide gas as another contraction rippled through him. Arthur reached out to grab Merlin's hand, his thumb softly caressing Merlin's skin. "You're doing so great." Arthur murmured. "You're so strong."

If it were him, he would screamed bloody murder probably and demanded for an epidural the first minute he would feel a contraction, Arthur thought to himself. But not Merlin, he'd been so strong since the first second and Arthur admired his husband even more than he already did.

The door opened and Hunith walked in. "How's it going, hunnie?"

"Still hanging in there." Merlin said through clenched teeth. "But can't wait to get him or her out."

Hunith ran a hand through her son's hair. "Not long now." She said and then looked at Arthur. "And how about you? Are you still holding up?"

"I'm not the one in pain here." Arthur stated. "I have so much more respect for people in labour now."

The statement made Merlin and Hunith chuckle until Merlin took a sharp intake of breath. "Mum, I- I think I need to push."

Arthur leaped up from his chair as if burned. "Oh god, oh god, oh god! The midwife said half an hour. It's only been ten minutes!"

Hunith rounded the bed, placing both her hands on Arthur's upper arms. "Son, calm down. This is labour, it's unpredictable. Now, take a deep breath and get the midwife, okay?"

Arthur nodded and turned to Merlin to place a kiss on Merlin's hairline. "I'll be right back." He said and then turned to the door.

"Good boy," Hunith said with a small laugh at the retreating figure before turning to her son. "Deep breaths now, hunnie. Just a few more minutes and then you're holding your son or daughter."

Merlin gave a small smile, but it was quickly wiped away when his face contorted into a grimace. At the same time the door opened and the midwife and nurse came in and Arthur walked behind them wide eyed. Hunith gave a nod to the both of them before telling Merlin she'd be just outside the door.

Merlin and Arthur had decided that they wanted just the both of them there in the room when their baby would be born.

"Alright," The midwife began, scrunching up the sheets so she could see better, and felt where the baby's head was. "You're right, Merlin. You're fully dilated. I want you to breathe deeply in and push really hard when the next contraction hits."

Merlin nodded and blindly reached out towards Arthur's hand and gripped it tight when he found it. He felt a contraction build up and took a few mouthfuls of oxygen before pushing down hard as the midwife instructed him.

~oOoOo~

Half an hour later he was born. A beautiful brown haired, blue eyed, little boy. Arthur beamed when he held his son. His and Merlin's parents came into the room and Uther was the first to pry the baby out of Arthur's arms and gently rocked the small boy.

Uther looked up to the new parents with a big smile on his face. "He's perfect."

"Have you decided what to call him?" Ygraine asked as she hugged Merlin and Arthur. Hunith soon followed to hug them too.

Arthur was sitting on the bed next to Merlin, and looked down to him and gave Merlin a nod. Merlin smiled and turned to the grandparents. "Michael. Michael Uther Emrys-Pendragon."

They all had to keep their laughter in when Uther suddenly started bawling like a baby.

Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed this story. It's very much appreciated!

The story went an entirely different direction than I first imagined it to go, but I like how it turned out. I hope you do too.