Two new members in the FBI (Rewritten)

Chapter 16

Team Boy or Team Girl 

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Previously on Two new members in the FBI

Stiles's Pov

As we lay there, lost in the wonder of the moment, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together, hand in hand, united in our love for each other and our growing family. And as I pressed a kiss to Jackson's bump, feeling another flutter of movement beneath my lips, I whispered a silent promise to our baby—to always cherish and protect them, and to fill their life with as much love and happiness as they had already brought to ours. We drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the warmth and love of each other's presence—a reminder of the simple joys and blessings that filled our lives every day.

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Jackson's Pov

(16 weeks pregnant)

As I sit here, my hands resting gently on my bump, I can't help but marvel at the miracle unfolding within me. Sixteen weeks pregnant, and already our baby is growing and developing at an astonishing rate. It's hard to believe that in just a few short months, our little one will be joining us in the world, bringing with them a lifetime of love and joy.

At sixteen weeks, our baby is about the size of an avocado, their tiny form gradually taking shape. Their limbs are becoming more defined, and they're starting to develop their own unique features—a tiny nose, delicate fingers, and maybe even a hint of hair starting to grow on their head. It's a surreal experience, knowing that within me, a new life is blossoming, full of endless possibilities and potential.

But alongside the wonder of our baby's development, there are also the inevitable symptoms that come with pregnancy. For me, the nausea has finally started to ease up, replaced by a newfound energy and sense of well-being. Yet, I still experience occasional bouts of fatigue and mood swings, reminders that my body is undergoing profound changes to nurture and protect our growing child.

As I glance down at my bump, I can't help but smile at the sight of it—a tiny bulge barely noticeable beneath my clothes, but to me, it's a constant reminder of the life growing within me. It's still early days, and my bump is small compared to some of the other pregnant people I've seen, but I know that as the weeks go by, it will continue to grow and expand, until it's undeniable to anyone who looks at me.

But for now, I'm content to cherish every moment of this journey, from the fluttering kicks of our baby to the quiet moments spent with Stiles, our hands intertwined as we marvel at the miracle unfolding before us. And as I feel our baby move beneath my fingertips, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the gift of new life growing within me, and the love and support of my partner by my side.

As I close my eyes, lost in the wonder of it all, I know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, we will face them together, hand in hand, united in our love and unwavering support for each other and our growing family. And as I drift off to sleep, I whisper a silent prayer for the health and happiness of our baby, and for the countless adventures that await us in the days and weeks to come.

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As Stiles and I lay in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting shadows across the room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and anticipation swirling within me. Sixteen weeks pregnant, and already our baby's presence was felt in every corner of our lives, filling our days with excitement and joy.