RYLIN POV***
Seven years later
I stood at the bathroom counter staring into the sink. My eyes were teary as I tried hard to over come my sudden emotions. Four little plus sighns stared back at me, confirming my thoughts.
Sniffling I wrapped the test in toilet paper and wiped away my tears. "Babe! Come here!" I yelled from our bedroom. I heard the soft thundering of his steps as he climbed the stairs. "Yea?" He asked with a bowl of salsa and chips in his hands. "Guess what?" Jackson gave me a dumbfounded look before mumbling around his food "what?" With an excited squeal I ran to the bathroom and brought back the test.
He took a minute to stare at them before looking up at me. When his eyes met mine he dropped his food and scooped me into his arms. I laughed as he spun me in circles around our bedroom. My arms clug tightly to his neck, while his was planted on my hips. When he sat me back down I saw the beggining of tears swimming in his eyes. "I'm going to be a daddy?" He asked for conformation. Not trusting my voice I nodded my head yes. Jackson spun on his heals and bolted for the door. Right before he made his exit he turned around and ran back to me, catching my lips with his. "I love you baby." He murmured through our kiss. When he pulled away he ran back to the door while yelling down the stairs that he is calling Zach. I shook my head back and forth in a 'what can you do' manner before cleaning up his spilled salsa and broken chips.
When I was done I walked down stairs to see Jackson laying on the couch with his arm slung across his eyes. I laughed quietly when I saw the dorky smile on his face that told me just how happy he truly was. When I looked down at the small diamond on my left finger I smiled knowing this is my family.
Nine months later***
"Push baby. Come on!" Jackson encouraged me as he squeezed my hand in his. The pain shot through my body again making me gasp. My hair stuck to my forehead from the sweat as Brooke stood on my other side telling me to breathe in and out. "One more push!" The doctor yelled before a nurse grabbed a pair of scissors from a tray to cut the cord. I did as told and pushed hard one more time. I heard the wailing of our baby then, released a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "You have a beautiful baby boy, Congratulations you two." We both nodded while I tried to steady my heartbeat and breathing. A small blue towel was placed into my arms with my baby boy snuggled warm in its confines. "He is so small." I whispered as I pushed the towel away from his face. "Look Lugnut, he has your eyes." I smiled when I felt Jackson sling his arm around my back. "May I?" He asked while gesturing to our baby. "Of course!" I handed the small child to his daddy. He looked even smaller craddled next to his dad's muscular chest and big arms. I smiled at the same time I was blinded by the flash of a camera. I looked up to see Brooke clutching onto her phone while snapping pictures. When she was done, she came to set on the bed next to me where Jackson handed her our son. "What's his name?" She asked quietly. Me and Jackson shared eye contact for a brief second before both answering at the same time.
"Braxton Christopher Goodman. Our son."
The End.
Well that's it! Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for the last time to ForeverYoung414 ~Bre
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