Hey again if you're here from my IG page! And hello if you aren't! Welcome to my first JackxAudrey fanfiction! After seeing them now in LAD my heart just wells up with love for my otp! So these one-shots were born. I currently have 3 complete and am working on two more, so expect lots soon! Enjoy guys! - Ellisaed :)

Jack awoke to the sound of a baby crying.

Stirring in his bedsheets, he yawned and rolled over onto his back. His wife, Audrey Raines, was still sleeping, curled close to him and her blonde hair draped over his pillow a bit. He waited a moment to see if the sound would return.

The two had only been parents for two days, but already Jack's mind drifted to the wonderful nights of continuous sleep that seemed so far away then. Audrey was even more exhausted than he was, though he knew she would never admit it. But already, Jack knew he wouldn't trade this in for anything.

The clock read 1:14, and traffic was still fairly busy outside. For them a few months ago, they'd still be up and at it, sometimes even out around LA at this hour. Jack scoffed at the thought, how he wished he would have savoured it. He could barely believe that his and Audrey's life had changed so much since they had discovered they were having a baby. Though he had been through it before, with Teri and his daughter Kim, that had been a long time ago and he was a different person - and Audrey was a different woman. His relationship with his wife, as well as with those of his at his workplace, had all transformed and shaped into new things all because of this new person that they had created.

It was a mind boggling thought that such a small thing could mean so much, Jack couldn't wrap his head around it, and that he could love it so much, even with all he had been through before and for its sake, for Audrey's sake, for the sake of their new family.

Even so, that didn't mean he could go without sleep forever. At a silence that had settled over the house, Jack considered going back to sleep - in fact his heavy eyelids demanded it - but just as he closed them he heard the cry again.

Jack huffed, slowly sitting up then and swinging his feet out of the covers. He heard Audrey stir beneath the sheets beside him, and he looked to see her trying to get out of bed as well.

"Audrey, go back to sleep." Jack whispered, turning to her, "I've got him."

Audrey was already sitting up however and reaching for her robe at the end of the bed. "No, Jack, you have to work in the morning. Let me - "

Jack crawled across the bed and took her robe out of her grasp as she said those words. Audrey's eyes met his drearily, but stubbornly, like always. Even at 1 am she could be feisty. Jack knew that Audrey would rather not get up, but he also knew she was merely wanting to help. Jack was still extremely cautious around the infant and got a little nervous whenever he cried. But she was quiet, in respect for him, like always, knowing he was just as stubborn as her.

"I've got him." Jack said, "You don't have to worry, I'll be fine."

"Are you sure you don't need help?" Audrey asked gently.

"Yes, I'm sure." Jack placed her robe back on the bed post, moving to sit beside her and he kissed the top of her head, "Get some rest."

Audrey nodded and slipped under the covers again as Jack stood up and tiptoed out of their bedroom. The nursery was just across the hall, and they had been trying to keep the baby there at night though were often tempted to move the crib into their room to spare their fatigue. Jack slowly pushed the half-closed door open, the dim of the pastel green room filled with the sound of white noise; Audrey played it to soothe the baby at night time, as she had when she was pregnant. The cradle was on the left side of the room across from the change table, and Jack heard the whimpers grow louder as he neared as if the baby could sense his presence.

Baby Liam squirmed restlessly in the crib, wearing his blue onesie that Chloe had picked out for him, the words "future analyst" embroidered on the front. Jack smiled to himself at the thought, and he reached down and carefully lifted the baby into his arms, grabbing on of his receiving blankets as well. Though the baby seemed to cry harder as Jack held him he knew it was because he was hungry, and knew that being held meant getting food - even at less than a week old, the baby was smart. Jack took one of the few bottles they set out for the night from the top of the dresser and guided it into the wailing mouth to silence the cries. He moved to sit in the rocking chair in the corner of the room, calmed by the quiet sound of the baby's breathing close to his chest.

William James Bauer was, in his parents eyes as well as all who knew him thus far, a beautiful baby. He was born six pounds even and nineteen inches, and Tony had told them that he was smaller than average, but perfectly healthy. He had a full head of reddish-blonde down atop his head and a pair of the clearest blue eyes. He had his mothers nose and his fathers ears, and his grandfathers wrinkled brow. Jack could see traits of his daughter Kim when he looked upon the little face.

He was beautiful in other ways than appearance. He slept well, and ate very well, much to Audrey's dismay, at times nursing for half and hour. He would calmly lay awake and gaze about for hours before drifting off to sleep at times. He was not disturbed by strangers and never made strange to their friends. Michelle had suggested trading children to Audrey more than once, and each time she said it she seemed more serious. The only flaw of the child, if any, was that he did not sleep well at night.

Jack knew he should not be complaining, shoving the resentment away then and releasing a calming sigh. He slowly pushed his foot against the carpet and rocked them back and forth in the chair, seeing his sons eyes had closed but he still sucked at the lukewarm milk fervently.

"You were hungry, weren't you?" Jack chuckled softly, the deep of his voice mixing with the baby's high breathing sounds. Liam whimpered a bit, but Jack soothed him, "Shh, it's okay . . . I'll stay quiet."

In the doorframe of the room, Audrey stood then, leaning against it with her arms wrapped around her bodice. She tucked some of her messy blonde hair behind her ear and smiled at him. Jack wanted to be upset with her at getting up but he couldn't.

"How are we doing?" She asked.

"We're fine. He prefers to dine in silence."

Audrey laughed a little, "You should talk to him. He needs to get used to your voice."

"I don't blame him, a lot of people are scared of my voice."

"Except for me."

"Not always," Jack teased.

Audrey rolled her eyes as she moved into the room and draped a receiver over her shoulder as the baby finished eating, taking him gently from Jack to burp him. "You've been working overtime. You know he gets like this when you're home less."

"You can thank Bill Buchanan for that. Ever since we got that tip last week that there may be a terrorist mole working inside the LAPD, he's been double staffing and still unable to cover all corners. You know better than I do that the White House expects us to keep these kinda of things in control."

"Yes, I do."

"On top of that Tony and Michelle have been in and out dealing with her brother and their baby. Chloe's pregnant and Morris acts like he's pregnant because of it, and meanwhile I'm trying to focus on work without worrying about you."

"Why don't you ask Bill to give you less hours?"

"Because if I do that, we will have less diapers," Jack warned, knowing how grave the thought really was, "And that isn't acceptable."

"You only have a baby once Jack. You can work for as long as you'd like later on."

"Are you bribing me or guilt tripping me?" Jack asked, seeing the coy look cross his wife's face as she smiled at him with sidelong eyes.

"Is it working?"

Jack slipped a hand around the smooth silk of her bodice, unable to resist giving her a peck on the lips, smelling her perfume on her neck. She giggled as he kissed her there as well, but quickly hushed him, seeing the baby had fallen into soft sleep on her shoulder.

Jack took Liam carefully and laid him gently inside his crib again, feeling his wife arms wrap around his chest from behind as he took a moment and watched the infant, breathing rhythmically in the silence.

Words were whispered into his ear, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Too many things." Audrey said.

Jack grabbed one of her hands in his.

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