Two new members in the FBI (Rewritten)

Chapter 19

Previously on Two new members in the FBI

Jackson's Pov

"I think I'd like to know," I replied, my heart pounding with anticipation. "But only if you want to, too."

Stiles grinned. "Yeah, let's find out."

Dr. Roberts maneuvered the ultrasound wand, focusing on a specific angle. "It looks like you're having a..."

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"Congratulations, you're having a baby boy."

A rush of emotions flooded through me—joy, excitement, and a profound sense of wonder. "A boy," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. "We're having a son."

Stiles squeezed my hand, his eyes shining with tears. "A son. Jackson, we're going to have a little boy."

Dr. Roberts finished up the ultrasound and handed us a few printed images of our baby. "Everything looks great," she said, her voice warm and reassuring. "Keep doing what you're doing, and we'll see you again for your next appointment."

As we left the clinic, the reality of what we had just learned settled over us. We were going to have a son. The thought filled me with a sense of awe and excitement, a feeling that stayed with me as we made our way home.

That evening, as we lay in bed, our hands resting gently on my bump, we talked about our future and the life we were building together.

"I can't believe it," Stiles said, his voice filled with wonder. "We're going to have a son."

"I know," I replied, my voice soft with emotion. "It's still sinking in for me, too."

Stiles leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to my bump. "Hey there, little guy. We can't wait to meet you. You're already so loved."

I smiled, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over me. "He's going to be amazing, Stiles. I know it."

Stiles wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close. "Yeah, he is. And we're going to be amazing parents."

As we lay there, dreaming about our future and the adventures that awaited us, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together, hand in hand, united in our love and unwavering support for each other and our growing family.

With each passing day, our bond grew stronger, our love deeper, as we eagerly awaited the arrival of our precious miracle—a testament to the love that had brought us here and the love that would

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21 weeks pregnant

At 21 weeks pregnant, every day brought new changes and experiences. Our baby was now about the size of a large banana, and his movements were becoming more pronounced, with kicks and flutters that Stiles and I could feel regularly. These moments brought us incredible joy and reinforced the deep bond we were forming with our son even before his birth.

Yet, with these joyous developments came a few challenges. My backaches had intensified due to the growing weight I was carrying, and I often found myself battling fatigue, which struck at unpredictable times. Despite these discomforts, my excitement overshadowed the inconveniences.

Stiles and I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast one quiet Saturday morning, a rare slow start to our usually busy weekends.

"Hey, how's the star player doing this morning?" Stiles asked playfully, reaching over to rub my belly gently.