Well, it's been just shy of 9 months since we found out I was pregnant. Who would have thought that the man for me was my best friend and work partner, John Doggett. I do have to admit that I have always liked him but didn't say anything to him about it. I feel another pain rip across my belly, taking a deep breath I rest my hand over it.
Being on bed rest has only made me think more, what will our child look like? Will we, in 15 years tell him or her how we got together and over my period none the less. What will they like? Oh and most importantly a name. We have to call it something. I giggle to myself.
Glancing over at the clock I notice that it's about twenty minute between pains. This must be contractions. I reach for the phone to call John.
At work: FBI
I so hate reports, they take forever. I'm glad I am done with this one. Clicking the print I rest my head on the desk. It's then that the phone rings. I pick it up already knowing it'd be Monica. Well hoping anyways."Hey there beautiful." I say and pray it's not Skinner.
I can't help but laugh at him. "And how did you know it was me?" I ask.
"I just knew." I tell her as I look at the picture I have of her on my desk. "Are you getting bored again and just wanted to talk o someone or are you done with those movies and need more before I come home?"
"Well, that's not why I'm calling." I say.
"What's wrong?" I sit straight up in my chair all worried about her.
"Well, I've been having pains in my belly."
"I'll be right there." I didn't let her finish. I hang up the phone, took the report to Skinner. I did tell him what was going on and that I'd call when I knew something for sure. I then race home.
Why does John always do that? Never lets me finish, For all I know it could be gas pain. I close my eyes and wait for him. All kinds of memories flood my mind. Out friendship, the cases we worked together the good and bad times, jokes we played on each other. When we finally started dating, us finding out we're pregnant and telling our friends and family. Our wedding day. To which was a double wedding with Kim and Skinner. All those things led up to point in time.
My eyes flew open when I heard the door slam shut. John must be here. I look to the door and he's rushing into the room.
"How far apart are they?" He asks as he puts his hands on my belly and rubs some of the tension away. He must have magic hands or something. Granted this is how we got together but over cramps.
"Twenty minutes." I make a weird face.
"You had me thinking they where like five."
"I'm sorry. You have to remember, this is my first child. It could be days or hours. I don't know what I'm doing." I sigh.
"It's ok, you're doing great. You're right it is." He leans down and kisses me.
I return the kiss. "I love you John."
"I love you too sweetie. Why don't we get some shut eye. We don't know when the next time might be." He climbs into bed next to me. He continues rubbing my belly. It didn't take long for us to fall asleep.
Hours later I'm jolted out of bed by a sharp pain that's in my back and stomach. "OUCH┘..OH GOD!" I say through clenched teeth.
John sits up in bed and looks at me. "What?" He asks.
"Pain...Bad pain...and wetness." I tell him as I just felt my water break. I must have slept through all the contractions from before.
John jumps out of bed and puts clean clothes on. I slowing sit up in bed and take my wet clothes off. John helps me with a fresh pair. He grabs the over night bag and we make our way to the hospital.
Arriving at the hospital they take care of us right away. That's shocking really.
The past three hours has been a blur. I can't really remember a lot. I remember the pain and wetness and then some pushing. But what I really remember most is seeing out child for the first time as I pushed her out and the doctor holding her up for us to see. John and I kissed.
When she was cleaned I took her into my arms and hold her. It felt amazing. John was smiling he whole time. When the doctors left, John sat on the bed with me.
"She's so beautiful. Looks like you." He said to me. I couldn't really think to much. I was still overwhelmed. "Well, she looks like you too." I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Any idea for a name?" He ask. I knew this was coming. All kids need a name after all.
"I was thinking of a few. Haley Marie is a good one but I thought of one this morning. Maddy Anne Doggett.." I tell him.
There's a pause there and I start to get worried. "I like that." He finally tells me. And we share another kiss. Pulling away we look down at our daughter. "Happy Birthday Maddy."
I smile as I think hat this is the beginning of all the days of our lives as a family.