I'm sorry, I know this is really, really belated, but I finally finished it and I quite like it and I hope you do too. =D

Warnings: I'm not sure if I really have to put this, especially if you've seen the episode "First Time" which was REALLY bad (sexually explicit-wise), but towards the end there is some (kind of? Maybe not?) racy material and some crude humor that I'm giving you fair warning about. Please don't get upset or anything, I was just bored and that's how it turned out. Onto the (last) chapter!

The white walls of the waiting room pressed upon the silent group, the shuffle of feet and soft rustle of out-of-date magazines mixed with the subdued sobs of the grieving mother at the end of the room. They all hated hospitals. They hated the smell of lemon scented sanitizers and bitter medicine masked with disgustingly sweet flavors that hung through the air. They hated the plain, oppressive white walls and the falsely cheery fake plants. They hated the obviously bored, monotonous interns that always seemed to be left to man the window.

Most of all, though, they hated the finality of hospitals, the goodbyes that were bade there, the tears shed there, the people who left there; hospitals were for departing souls to bid their adieu's and this particular group of people had listened to far too many farewells in the enclosed public buildings to feel any particular fondness for them.

One dark haired, fair skinned man sat within the group, toes tapping impertinently against the polished tile to the chagrin of the girl besides them who shot him nasty looks every time his leather clad toes made contact on the cool ground. He was beautiful, his body lithe but with enough muscle to indicate hidden power within the seemingly relaxed body, his dark hair, chocolate in color, was just long enough to cover his eyes if he looked down and messy, either purposely or from running through it with his hands all day, but the most striking thing about his slightly effeminate person were his eyes.

Almond in shape, they struck out from thick lashes and pale skin, the striking color of amber. His face was forced relaxed, sculpted in a way that seemed to say he was completely calm but his eyes betrayed the façade. They were darkened, more luminescent in his worry. Besides him, the rest of the group was in various states of the same worry, some with schooled faces such as his, others with the panic etched across like chisel on stone. Some were thinking of a similar situation, some ten years ago now, where they had been forced to wait, with no news and only worry as company. It did not bode well for them.

The door to the hospital rang open, revealing the feature of a new figure, one that was distinctly male. He was of relative height – 5'11 or so, and muscular. He was of a handsome disposition, slightly tanned skin, black-brown hair, and warm colored brown eyes. At the sight of him, the other man stood, long legs making quick work of the small room as he walked over to him.

"Any news?" The newcomer asked, voice gruff and laced with worry, just loud enough to travel to the carefully listening group beyond him. The man shook his head, biting his lip worryingly. The newcomer sighed, and in a move that attracted the attention of several stragglers around the room but no the group itself, pulled the slightly taller man into his arms. "She'll be okay, I'm sure everything's fine," He told him quietly, gently but reassuringly stroking his mid-back.

"But it's been so long and we haven't had any news," The man felt his carefully constructed façade break and buried his head into the other man's chest. "David, I'm scared," he told him unabashedly, arms reaching to wrap around David's neck, his dark sleeve sliding down to reveal a faded scar against his pale skin.

"I repeat, she'll be fine." David told him firmly and pulled away from the young man to direct him the chair. He got some weak smiles and quiet greeting from the rest of the adults and one fair-skinned, bright eyed two year old came up to him, arms out expectantly and dark curls tied in pigtails with green ribbons.

"Hello Ginny," he told the little girl, lifting her up into his arms and eliciting a bell-like laugh. Alec smiled at the two. The smile was fond but did not quite reach his eyes, a look that was mirrored but the rest of the group at the interaction. One a good day there would have been a good deal of cooing at the gentleness David showed his only niece and a great deal of embarrassing chatter and demands on when they would have children of their own while Ginny got bored from it all and went to play with the other children.

Sadly the little brunette was let to her own devices as Quinn and Puck's four year old Isabella was with Quinn's mother, Kurt and Blaine's two year old twins Luna and Violet were with their grandfather, Santana and Brittany's three-year old Leo was with Isabella and Sam and Mercedes's one and a half year old Damien was with Mercedes's mother. Ginny had been the only child brought because of whom it was in the hospital. The adults deemed it inappropriate for the others.

Just as David sat down besides Alec with Ginny firmly seated in his lap, a doctor came out and the worry turned an all-time high as the aged Latin man approached the group, dark stains marring his otherwise white uniform. His face was impassive as he gestured for the group to follow him and they did so with heavy hearts.

"Is she okay?" The girl who had sat beside Alec, Santana, asked the doctor quietly. He didn't say anything, but opened a door to the side and gently gestured them inside. It was quiet and as the people piled in, dread was still filling their hearts, leaving them to feel as if their chests had been replaced with lead. A tall man sat there, next to a motionless figure. Tears tracked down his face and Santana's voice shook ever so slightly as she addressed him, "Finn? Finn is she okay?"

The whole group held their breath as Finn turned towards them and released it collectively as they saw a soft, tired smile slowly unfold on his mouth. "Yeah, she's just sleeping. It's been a long night, too many surprises aren't healthy." Quietly, he pushed up from the chair, looking at his wife worryingly as it squeaked across the floor but she slept on.

"You jerk!" Alec felt like slapping him. "You called us here in the middle of the damn day because Rachel had fallen and gone into premature labor and then don't say anything for hours!" His voice was kept quiet, but the tone was fierce enough that Finn was left smiling sheepishly and rubbing his neck.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to your new niece," Alec glared at him but otherwise was mollified as Finn led them from the room to the nursery where all the newborns were laying. "See?" he pointed towards the left, where a tuft of dark brown hair was just visible on the small pink bundle. The group watched as the little baby, just an hour old, opened her eyes and squinted up at the ceiling.

"She's beautiful," Alec said, anger completely gone in favor of staring at his brand new niece. Beside him, David lifted up Ginny and pointed towards the bundle.

"See her, Gin-Gin? That's your brand new baby sister," he told the child who stared at the baby through thoughtful brown eyes. Rachel had fussed about whether or not the new child would cause jealousy in Ginny and seeing as both her and Finn were only children (at least for the most of their lives) neither had any idea and the group held their breath until Ginny smiled.

"Name?" she asked, slurring the word so much it took a second for David to understand what she'd asked.

"Name?" the child nodded impatiently, and Alec stifled a laugh. Ginny had quite the personality, "Oh! Uh…." David turned towards Finn questionably and Finn looked back at his new child.

"Well, Rachel really wanted to be the one to tell you guys, and we've been meaning to talk to you to," he gestured towards Alec and David, "but then Rach fell and the baby was coming and we just…. Ran out of time, I guess." Alec made motions for him to get on with it and Finn smiled ruefully. "Well, you know how Ginny's full name is Ginevra Elizabeth?" The entire group nodded even as Finn really only addressed Alec and David. "And you know why, right?" David didn't but Alec nodded again.

"Ginevra because that's what Rachel told you she wanted to name her first daughter when you proposed but also in honor of Blaine, one of her godfathers, and Elizabeth in honor of Kurt's mother, as Kurt is the other godfather, right?" Finn nodded.

"Well, we decided to name her," he gestured towards his now sleeping baby girl, "Jamie Alexandra in honor of who we hope will agree to be her godfathers, Alexander Jason Berry and David James Karofsky?" he posed the end of the sentence as a question and looked towards the now blinking duo. It took a while, but they finally woke from their surprise.

"We'd love to," Alec said after a quick glance at a smiling David. Finn smiled in relief.

"Wonderful, but when Rach asks you guys, pretend to be surprised. She'd kill me otherwise," the group at large laughed, relieved at the sudden deflation of all the worry and happy at the apparently healthy baby and shell-shocked godfathers. They disbanded, some to pick up their children, some to call others and tell them the news and still others back into the small room to await Rachel's wakening, and two specific people to stare at their goddaughter, who stared back as well as she could through squinty, unfocused newborn eyes.

"David?" David's boyfriend woke him from a deep sleep a few hours later. He turned to look at him, his dark eyes focusing on the pale face after a few moments. Alec's face was worried and without thinking about he gently sat up and pulled him into a light hug.

"What is it?" He asked quietly. Alec didn't respond for a few minutes, instead basking in the reassuring warmth of his lover.

"Do you think it's too late for us?" he asked and after David shot him a confused and slightly worried look he clarified. "For children, I mean. Everyone else already has one. Hell Artie's wife just gave birth to their second a few months ago and Tina and Mike just had their third. And now Rachel and Finn have two as well. I'm just worried it's too late for us." He finished somewhat lamely, looking down at his dark lap as opposed to David. David smiled fondly at him. It wasn't often anymore, that he saw this side of his controlled lover, the unsure, self-conscious side that needed someone to protect him.

"It's never too late," he told him and Alec's smile lit up and with gentle hands, he pulled David in for a soft kiss that quickly turned searing. After a few minutes they broke apart and David smiled, "Beside, we're not even thirty yet!" Alec laughed.

"I don't want to have wrinkles when the kids are graduating!" he responded, wrinkling his nose just enough that David laughed, gently kissing his nose in response.

"You? Wrinkles? With the amount of cream you put on your face?" He snorted at Alec's affronted face and kissed him once more. "Done worrying now?" Alec nodded. "Good. Let's go to sleep, we've got to head over to the hospital first thing in the morning to help Finn and Rachel." He gently pulled Alec back into the warm recess of the bed and lifted the covers over them. He was almost to sleep when Alec spoke again, his warm voice tickling David's neck as he spoke.

"But you've got to marry me first, my mother would murder us if we even thought of children before marriage even if they aren't from us 'procreating'," David groaned. He had talked about marriage with Alec a little over a year ago, but they had continuously put it off do to the multiple children their friends had suddenly decided to have. Now that all the children had been born Alec was going to be back on that and David really wished another kid would pop out of the hedges to provide a plausible distraction.

"We will stop at the courthouse along the way," he murmured back, wrapping his arm around his lithe lover. Alec wriggled away just slightly, teasingly.

"Rachel would murder us," he whispered back, face now pressed into David's neck and mouth nearly touching his ear, sending shivers down his spine as the breath teased him warmly. Alec was feeling playful now and David was most likely not going to get his rest. Damn it. "Besides," his voice had dropped lower and his body was now pressed fully onto David. He bit back a groan. Definitely not going to sleep tonight. "You promised your mother that if you and I ever got married you would invite your father," David groaned audibly.

"I don't want to," He replied and he knew he sounded childish. Alec merely laughed and kissed his neck.

"You have to. Besides, you want to rekindle your relationship with your father right?" David really didn't feel comfortable having this discussion while Alec was pressed so tightly against him but he also knew he wouldn't get any reprieve unless he played his lover's game.

"Yes, but it's been so long I don't think he's going to accept it, I think it's too late." He responded, self-doubt that hadn't been heard since the beginning of their relationship creeping into his voice. Alec merely smiled devilishly.

"Someone rather smart told me it's never too late," he whispered and David groaned audibly as Alec pressed his lips firmly against his. Neither spoke for quite some time.

"You're too late." The bored student assistant told a disheveled Alec and exhausted David the next morning, popping her gum audibly and not even looking from her magazine, "they've already checked out. Probably home by now," she waved her arm dismissively and the two turned away. David noticed his fiancée's amused smirk and turned red.

"Don't even mention it," he growled at him and Alec laughed, intertwining their hands together.

"Oh come on, you have to think it's a little funny. I mean the way she said it," Alec trailed off suggestively and David groaned and blushed harder.

"No I don't. I think its humiliating that my fiancée thinks that way all the damn time and that it's his fault we missed Rachel and Finn too." Alec laughed and pulled David in for a light kiss, whispering in his ear before letting go.

"It takes two to tango, you know," his breath was warm and his voice was quiet, a sultry whisper like the night before. David blushed red and pulled hastily from his lover.

"We're going to be late again if you don't stop messing around and let us get to the Hudson house," he told him, the flush of his cheeks not quite fading. Alec laughed again.

"I wouldn't mind if being late entailed an encore of last night," he told him with a wink, a laugh escaping him as David blushed red. His face stayed that color all throughout the drive and into greeting the now larger family, prompting Rachel to ask concernedly if he was catching a cold or feeling feverish. His skin flushed harder as Alec explained they had merely had a late night.

He briefly contemplated early mariticide as Alec gently grabbed his hand and smiled cheekily at him. He blushed slightly as Santana, who had arrived earlier then even Rachel and Finn and had prepared a 'Welcome home baby Jay!' party of sorts, asked point blank if they had gotten dirty and Alec merely smiled secretively in response, eyes dancing mischievously. He sighed outwardly, and smiled inwardly. It was probably too late to find anyone that his mother would be so taken with and he didn't think he'd want to.

For all the embarrassment Alec and was currently putting him though (Brittany was now asking loudly who topped and Finn was holding baby Jamie's ears and looking as if he wished someone would do the same to him), he loved him as well as the crazy family he'd pulled him in. And it was definitely too late to find another love like this.

Again, I'm sorry it's so late. I want to clarify something before the review hits. Alec wasn't being self-conscious about children because he actually thought himself as old, merely because all of his friends/family were having or had children and he was still unmarried. Also, I don't think what I wrote was too too bad but I put the warning because I've seen less that had one and I wanted to be careful. Just for curiosity, how many of you thought something bad had happened? I wrote the beginning to kind of mirror the original hospital time directly after Rachel's accident and to kind of leave it ambiguous. Points for anyone that told me they knew what was happening in the beginning. That's why I wrote the end as basic fluff/crude humor, and because I was bored and a flushing David seems hilarious to me at the moment. I've realized that this turned into more Alec/David then anyone else but that's just how it turned out. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I left the epilogue rather loose so that you can leave it to your interpretation. Or so I could write shamelessly fluffy one-shots later, I don't now. I hope you enjoyed this, goodbye. =D