NFL/MLB Imagines

Baseball Baby (Ian Kinsler -MLB-)

A/N so I did a different style of writing for this one, I personally like the writing style I used in the first one, but what do you guys think?

Name: Hayley

MLB player: Ian Kinsler

Setting: ian and I have been married for 2 years and I'm pregnant (9 months) and I'm at a game sitting in the dugout. Then my water breaks and they have to pull Ian out of the game. Then a couple weeks later we bring our daughter (you can pick the name) to a game and the team is all over her and fighting over who gets to hold her.

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"Come on babe!" Hayley cheers from her spot on the bench in the dug out. She adjusts once again not being able to get comfortable due to her 9 month baby bump. "You got this!" Ian's up to bat, but so far it isn't looking to good, the count being two and one.

"Come on Kinsler, he's tired!" Alex Wilson, pitcher for the Detroit Tigers shouts referring to Yordano Ventura, pitcher for the Kansas City Royals. Yordano winds up and throws a curve ball right down the middle. Ian takes a swing but misses, striking out. She didn't have to look to know Ian was angry with himself.

"It's okay boys, that's the first out." Coach Joyner calls out standing next to the gate. "Come on Romine  give 'em a run for their money." He clamps the young short stopper, Andrew Romine on the back sending him out and welcoming Ian back in the dug out.

Ian takes off his helmet and throws it at the ground ripping his batting gloves off next. Hayley knows when he's in this type of mood to just leave him alone to cool off, but Ian sits down next to his wife of two years. Seeing Hayley and the beautiful baby she's carrying always changes his mood.

"You're doing fine." She comforts him trying to bring up his sprit even just a little bit.

"I've been doing bad this whole game." Ian grumbles still beyond frustrated with himself.

"Just let it go." Hayley runs her hand down his arm "That was one bad up to bat, you'll forget all about it by the next game." Ian nods kissing the side of her head and rubs her huge belly. Hayley smiles at the small gesture, but she begins feeling that sharp pain she's been feeling for the last hour.

"What's wrong, baby?" Ian questions noticing her change in mood and her body stiffen. The pain's becoming worse and Hayley grabs on to Ian's hand clenching it tightly for a second.

"Nothing, I've just been feeling some pains in my stomach, that's all." She blinks back tears and tries to calm down.

Ian nods, not fully convinced. "As long as my girls are okay." He says rubbing her stomach in a circular motion and focusing on the game.

"I think I'm just going to go home an-" Hayley is cut off by the feeling of water trickling down her leg. "Ian?" She asks trying to get his attention.

"Huh?" He says eyes still focused on the field.

She shoves his arm. "We need to go to the hospital now" Hayley picks up her wallet from beside her.

"Why?" Ian questions completely oblivious to the situation unfolding.

"Because," Hayley says through clenched teeth. "We are about to have our baby and I really rather have it in a hospital instead of a dugout." The last sentence clicks in Ian's head and his widen.

"Are you being serious? The baby's coming right now?!?" He exclaims in a state of shock. Hayley nods her head and grabs a hold of his hand. "Hold on." He says letting go of her hand and running up to coach Joyner a few words are exchanged but all she can hear is coach yelling "You can't leave right now! We're in the middle of a game!"