Two new members in the FBI (Rewritten)

Chapter 25

Previously on Two new members in the FBI

Jackson's Pov

As I lay in bed that night, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. The baby's movements were gentle and reassuring, and I closed my eyes, allowing the rhythmic kicks to lull me into a calm state. With every passing day, I knew we were growing closer to the moment we had dreamed of, and I felt grateful for the love and support surrounding us.

As I drifted to sleep, I knew that no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together, stronger than ever, united in our love for each other and our little boy. The adventure of parenthood awaited us, and I couldn't wait to embark on this incredible journey with Stiles by my side.

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Jackson's Pov

At 27 weeks pregnant, I felt like we were truly in the home stretch, and with each passing day, our anticipation for our baby boy's arrival grew stronger. One thing that had been on my mind lately was the decision about his name. Stiles and I had talked about names before but hadn't settled on anything concrete yet. I wanted to figure this out, and I felt like now was the perfect time to dive into the conversation.

As we settled down one evening after dinner, I turned to Stiles, who was relaxing on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table. "Hey, can we talk about baby names tonight?" I asked, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"Absolutely! I've been thinking about it too," he replied, sitting up straighter, his interest piqued. "What names are on your mind?"

I took a deep breath, feeling a rush of enthusiasm. "I really like the name Boston. It feels strong and unique. Plus, it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Stiles's brow furrowed slightly as he considered it. "Boston, huh? That's definitely different. I like it. It gives off a cool vibe. What's the significance behind it for you?"

"I don't know, really," I admitted. "I just think it sounds like a name that would carry weight. And it reminds me of the city, which has a lot of history and culture. I want our son to have a name that represents something special."

"Good point," Stiles said, nodding thoughtfully. "I can see why you like it. It's definitely a name that stands out."

I continued, "Another name I've been considering is Brooks. It feels classic yet modern, and I think it flows nicely. What do you think?"

"Brooks is nice too," Stiles said, his eyes lighting up. "It has a warmth to it, like a cozy little nook you want to curl up in. Plus, it's easy to say and has a nice cadence. It would sound great with our last name."

"Right? I can totally picture it," I replied, feeling encouraged. "So, what do you think—Boston or Brooks?"

Stiles rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "They're both great options. Boston feels more adventurous and bold, while Brooks has that classic charm. I guess it depends on what vibe we want to go for."

I pondered his words, feeling the weight of the decision settle in. "I want our son to feel proud of his name, which represents who he is. Maybe we should think about it in terms of the qualities we want him to embody."

"That's a good idea," Stiles said, leaning forward, his excitement contagious. "For Boston, it could represent strength, independence, and a sense of adventure. For Brooks, maybe warmth, reliability, and classic values."

"I like that," I said, my heart swelling with emotion. "It's important to me that we choose a name that carries meaning."

As we continued discussing the names, I felt a sense of connection growing between us. This wasn't just about choosing a name; it was about envisioning our future as parents and the values we wanted to instill in our child.