Gotham Imagines and One Shots

News - Part 10 - Alfred x Reader

For BethanPickett

"What.......what happened...........?" Alfred asked, as he walked into the room and saw the unconscious and bandaged (Y/n), lying silently in the bed. The machines that surrounded her, letting out varying sounds that Alfred wasn't sure whether he should find comforting, or not.

He couldn't breathe; it as if all the oxygen had not only been sucked out of his lungs, but the entire room too. His heart beating so fast, that he was sure that at any moment it would explode; and his guts.......his guts were twisted so badly, that he wouldn't be surprised if at any moment he would be seeing what he had had to eat earlier, again.

"It would appear that Miss (Y/l/n) had gone into labor while the incident she was involved in, was taking place. When the EMTs got to her, they discovered that she had been shot in the left side of the torso and she was bleeding badly. She managed to cling to consciousness until they got her to the ambulance but passed out soon after.........." The older nurse explained, as Alfred slowly made his way to the bed. Tentatively reaching out and taking (Y/n)'s hand. His mind going back to those dark places, as he intertwined his warm fingers with her cold ones.

"When she arrived, she had lost a lot of blood and was taken straight to surgery. The baby was born via emergency cesarean section, and the rest of her injuries were also..........."

"BABY!" Baby........how could he have forgotten about the baby? Alfred inwardly chastising him for allowing such a thing to leave his mind.

"The baby.......is it........is it.........?"

"Your son is alive and very well, Mister Pennyworth. Though still without a name. That might be something you want to think about......." The nurse replied. A small smile making its way onto her lips, as, as if on cue, another nurse pushed her way into the room, pushing a small crib. Alfred looking down at the little being that was all warped up and fast asleep, as the nurse placed the crib next to the bed.

"We will leave you to it............" The older nurse continued. Alfred nodding absentmindedly, as he looked between the unconscious woman and sleeping babe; not hearing the door close, as the two women left the room.

A son......he had a son. (Y/n) had given him a son and he was fine, despite what he and his mother had been through. Alfred nervously letting the tips of his fingers ghost over the soft skin of the newborn. The tiny boy murmuring slightly at the touch, but quickly settling back down.

"(Y/n) look.........." He said, as he turned his attention back to the woman that he loved.

"Look what we did.........He.......he's beautiful, (Y/n).........You have to wake up and see him. You have to wake up and see that he thankfully takes after you........." Alfred tried to joke, as he took a seat on the side of the bed, brushing some of her hair, back behind her ears.

"I need you to be alright, (Y/n). We both need you to be alright...........I don't know what I would do, if I lost you too..........." He continued, his head dropping. The former soldier hating the feeling of being powerless; of not being able to do anything to fix this. Of just having to wait, and hope that she would wake up soon.

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Jim and Harvey looked at one another, as the door closed behind Alfred. They wished they could have told him more before he had gone into the room; that they could have explained about what had gone down. But how could they explain any of this........? It was true that they had both had to go and break bad news to people before. Telling others that their loved ones had been in accidents, or lost their lives, was one of the worst parts of the job; yet it had never been this close, before. They had never thought that the woman they spent so much time with, and the bump that they had watched grow, would be in this situation. Jim having to pull Harvey back, once the EMTs had got to the scene; neither of them able to believe that (Y/n) was laying there in a pool of her own blood. And the baby........the baby...........

"Do ya think tha kid is ok..........." Harvey asked, as he retook his seat and combed his fingers through his hair.

"If its anything like its mom and dad, it will be a fighter. From what I heard from one of the doctors; they took (Y/n) straight to surgery once they got here. I wouldn't be surprised if they did one of those cesarean sections on her........." Harvey nodding, as his younger partner joined him.

"And (Y/n)...........?"

"Like I was saying before......the doc said that she lost a lot of blood. The bullet was a through and through, left a mess; but she's alive, and I don't think (Y/n) will give up that easily; not when she knew that she had gone into labor. Not when she knows that there is a baby waiting for her........" Harvey nodding his head again. The two detectives standing up, as a nurse came down the corridor towards them, pushing a transparent crib in front of her.

"Nurse......can we see.........?" Harvey asked. The young woman nodding, as she got to them. The two men looking at the sleeping little bundle, that was all wrapped up.

"What..........?"

"A boy. Big too. Thankfully he won't remember anything about what his mother had to go through on his birthday." The woman replied. Smiling at the pair, before pushing the crib into the room. The corridor falling silent, once more.

"Come on Harv. I think we should leave Alfred to it. We'll call later and see if they will tell us anything." Jim finally said. Harvey agreeing, before he picked up his coat, and put his hat on his head. The two detectives looking at the door to (Y/n)'s room, one last time; before leaving the new family to their moment.