Miraculous - The New Guardian

Part 122 - Making amends

Claire had been able to convince Jaques, that they could go home right away. She even had insisted, to examine little Gabe, as she tenderly called him already, so that none other doctor would be touching him.

"When I see you doing that, and how fast and without any complications, you have given birth, my darling, I would say, our next children, can be born at home!", he cooed, as he stood behind her and watched her doing all the several tests on their son.

"NEXT? CHILDREN?", she questioned in disbelief, "wouldn't you think, we could take it slow and wait a couple of years before having the next?"

He chuckled.

"As long as you wish, my sweet angel. But I want a lot of them. So, you better brace yourself for having a lot of sex in the future, whether
or not to make another one, we can still practice, to figure how it's done the best!"

She gave him a death glare, making him laugh and kiss the side of her neck.

"I am just joking around, honey. I am very certain, that you don't even feel like thinking about that. I am just so overwhelmed, I don't know, what I am saying."

Claire gave him a beaming smile and then handed him their son, who she had just dressed in a very cute onesie.

"Here, just hold your son, I would like to lie down a little more, before we go home!", she hummed and slowly sat down on the mattress, her intimates still hurting, when she was in a sitting position.

She groaned as she pulled her legs up, then sighed, when the pain eased and she could relax into the cool cushion.

"That's better", she muttered, her eyes fluttering closed and Jaques smiled at her lovingly, as he softly pecked her forehead.

"Well, son", he whispered to the baby in his arms, "looks like we're on our own for now. Would you like to go into the bathroom and call your big sister? Tell them, that everything went well and that we're going to be home very soon? Yeah, great!"

Very quietly he picked up his phone from the nightstand and sneaked into the little bathroom, so he would be able to speak a little louder without waking his wife.

It was Nathalie who answered the video call and she immediately started to cry, as she saw him on the screen, sitting on the toilet and holding his tiny baby boy in his arms.

"I would like to introduce you to little, Gabriel Jaques Bienncore, who already was shortened to Gabe by my beautiful wife, who sadly is asleep right now!", he enthused.

"He is so pretty. And he has Claire's red hair. Gabriel come here and look. Just hold the phone for a moment, I'll go get Marinette and Adrien, they surely want to say hi too!!"

The designer appeared in front of the camera, holding Juliette in his arms, who curiously looked at the screen, where her daddy's familiar voice came from.

"Hello my little cutie. Can you see? I am holding your little brother. Can you say Gabe?"

But his daughter only squealed and laughed at him happily.

"I am sure, she'll learn very soon. Congratulations Jaques. That was faster, than we thought. How is Claire? Is she alright?"

The proud father nodded.

"Of course she is. She even insisted on doing our son's examinations all by herself. She was so pissed, when the midwife came into the room, after hearing Gabe cry, that she threw a blood soaked towel at her. And she was absolutely right. Noone showed up until they heard him cry. I mean, I was able to help her and she was glad, that it was just us, but somebody could've at least asked, if we needed help!"