Irish Promises

Bonus Chapter Three - Part Four ❤️

Stasia

My head feels so heavy and fuzzy as the sound of light chatter comes from somewhere near by.

I feel like I've been asleep for days or even weeks and as much as I try to clear my head it doesn't work.

My eyes flicker open to find I'm in a dark room with the soft glow of a light over me. Confusion floods me as I try to figure out where the hell I am and what the hell is going on.

As I try to shift myself to sit up pain radiates across my stomach causing me to groan and wince.

"Eh eh stay exactly where you are beautiful" I hear Finn chastise and suddenly he's right at my side cradling my face in his hands.

The moment my eyes meet his they glisten and it's like everything comes flooding back to be.

The blood, the ambulance, being in hospital and a baby.

My baby.

"The baby!" I gasp and despite Finn's objection I go to sit myself up again in a complete panic.

I cry out from the pain, my head going dizzy and the world spinning around me.

"He's right here feather" I hear Hugh say from the other side of me and then another soft light is flicked on.

I turn my head to where his voice came from and that's when I see him seated next to me cradling something to his chest.

It takes a moment for my brain to catch up with my eyes but the moment it does something breaks inside me.

A wailed sort of cry tears out of me and I can't even attempt to stop the tears from spilling from my eyes.

There was so much blood and so much pain I thought I was going to lose him forever, that he was going to be torn away from me like Natalia was.

"Is he?" I whimper between sobs. "Is he okay?" My voice comes out more urgent now a desperate need to hear him say yes but an overwhelming fear that the answer will be no.

He doesn't say anything as he shifts and stands from the chair. Coming towards me cradling the little bundle in his arms he smiles at me softly.

"Oh feather he's perfect" he finally replies gently placing the little bundle onto my chest.

And if I thought I'd cracked before the moment my eyes land on his tiny little face the dam practically explodes.

I can hardly breathe as I peer down at my precious baby boy. Tears stream down my cheeks as the overwhelming swell of love and joy consume me all at one.

I gently bring my arms up and cradle him close against my chest, my fingers brushing his dark little tuft of hair. He's so fragile, so precious but yet despite all that the most important thing is he's mine.

He's here, and he's mine and he's so unbelievably perfect.

I hear the mutters of the others somewhere in the room but I can't take in anything they're saying as I focus solely on the miracle cradled in my arms.

"Declan" I whisper and when he stirs slightly I know that it's a perfect match. A smile spreading across my face instantly.

Declan O'Leary.

Suddenly hands comes towards us as Hugh goes to pick him up and if I could reach out to castrate him I would right now.

"No!" I snap at him, clutching Declan a little tighter.

"Calm yourself mumma bear we're going to sit you up so you can hold him properly" he chuckles and there's laughter from his brothers in the room as well.

"Oh okay" I reluctantly grumble and let him take him. Hating the emptiness and cold that hits my chest.

I don't take my eyes off him as someone presses the buttons on my bed and sits me up slightly. Paining bursting across my stomach from the movement.

"Sorry beautiful" Finn mutters from beside me.

Once I'm seated I don't even have to say anything for Hugh to place Declan back in my arms and I can't help but let out a content little sigh at having his warmth back.

"He's so tiny" I whisper way too scared to speak any louder in case I wake him.

"Yeah tiny but mighty" Cian scoffs coming to seat himself on the end of the bed. "You should hear the lungs on him, it's enough to blow your eardrums" he then adds but I shake my head unable to comprehend something like that coming from something so precious.

"But we figured if you don't put him down he doesn't cry so it's a good thing there's five of us" Blake then says from where he's sat next to Finn.

I have a better view of them all now and my heart literally feels like it could explode out of my chest because of how fully it is. I don't know if it's the hormones or everything hitting me at once but the dam opens again and I sob. Becoming an absolute wreck.

"I thought he was going to die" I admit somehow finding the ability to speak.

Finn's expression shifts and I know in this moment that he thought it too. That despite his words of comfort and encouragement me he was scared that was going to be reality too.

"Well he's perfect and he's right here" Cian says reassuringly and even though he 100% right it doesn't take away the memory of those feelings.

I don't think anything ever will.

Sitting in the rocking chair in Declan's nursery I sing 'A dream is a wish your heart makes' to him as rock back and forth whilst I soothe him back to sleep.

My finger strokes over his tiny little button nose and even though it's been six weeks I don't think the feeling of how precious this all is will ever leave me.

I can't even begin to put into words how much I've always dreamt of being able to have moments like these.

The soft glow of the nursery lights cast a warm comforting atmosphere around us and I can't help but smile as Declan gazes up at me refusing to drift off like he doesn't want to miss a minute of this either.

I take a moment to breathe it all fully embracing everything. Thinking back to how hard it was to get to this point, every heartbreaking trauma, the loses, the fertility struggles. All of it seeming so far away in the past now.

As I continue to sing, rocking us slowly his little eyes finally start to droop even though he continues to fight against it. All that matters now is the future.

Our future.

All of us together. Me and my own little family.

"You're my everything little one" I whisper my voice barely there. "You have no idea how many of my dreams you've made come true"

Declan lets out a little coo and I smile down at him with my heart full of warmth.

Even once he's fully succumb to slumber I continue to rock him back and forth not quite ready to put him down yet.

"Sweet dreams my beautiful boy" I murmur softly and lean down to press a little kiss to the top of his head. 

As I pull back I take a moment to savour the pride and joy that's swells within me as I realise I truly did get my happy ending after all.

The End 

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