The Perfect Match.

Chapter 34

Harry stands, his finger pressed against his lip while he's watching the ultrasound tech explaining every detail of the baby.

"Aww, it's sucking its thumb," Glenne smiles over at Harry as they're watching the screen.

Louis stands beside Harry, his arms crossed; but there's a smile on his face... a smile that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

This means just as much to Louis as it does to Harry; Louis knows how much Harry has wanted a child... and Louis knows how much he has wanted to raise a baby with Harry. Sure, Louis was hesitant at first, not knowing whether Harry would make a turn for the worse after the transplant... but now, Louis can only be thankful that the two of them agreed to do this... he's thankful that he and Harry will raise this baby together, as their own.

"What is the estimated weight this week?" Glenne is asking the ultrasound tech.

"About 6 lbs and 7 oz," the woman smiles back at Glenne.

"So, if she makes it to full term," Harry starts slowly, "will this... this baby be close to 8 pounds?"

The ultrasound tech looks back at Harry while she's cleaning off the gel from Glenne's stomach, "it's possible that the baby could be close to 8 pounds, yes. It is just an estimate and could be wrong. The baby could weigh more, or even less."

"So, I could give birth to a 9 pounder possibly," Glenne laughs a little staring back at Harry, "lovely."

Harry chuckles, "there's plenty of drugs to help with that..."

"We've had this discussion," Glenne keeps her eyes on Harry, "I... I don't want to use any form of pain relief."

Harry nods a little before Louis is chiming in with a smirk on his face, "yeah, you say that now..."

Glenne smiles at Louis and Harry only shakes his head.

They're leaving a few moments later after Glenne has her next appointment booked; it would be the following Monday again as she goes every week now.

Harry and Louis are walking to the car with her, Harry's hand on her stomach as the baby is kicking. Harry can't help but laugh while he feels it; feeling his child moving in there, knowing that not too long from now he or she would make its debut.

"Its kicks have gotten pretty strong," Harry chuckles, his hand still resting on Glenne's bump.

"Yeah, they're sometimes painful," Glenne grins at him, "the doctor also told me I was already 2 centimeters dilated."

Harry looks back at her in surprise, "what?"

She nods, "yeah, during the examination... she told me I was already dilated and that this baby may or may not stay in until February 28th."

Harry bites his lip; he feels a mixture of excitement and worry wash over him.

Glenne smiles and starts again, "Harry, even if the baby is born next week, he or she will be alright. I'm sure of it. It wouldn't be considered premature really."

Harry tries to nod while Louis is standing next to him, watching him closely.

"Maybe this baby is just anxious to meet you," Louis tells Harry, a grin on his face.

Harry finally smiles again as he's glancing back at Louis. Louis squeezes his waist gently before he goes to start the Range Rover a few feet away.

"I'll talk to you more this afternoon," Harry tells Glenne as he's hugging her, "if you need me, call me."

"You know I will, Harry," she tells him and lets him go, "don't worry... this baby is going to be fine. She's completely healthy."

Harry raises an eyebrow and Glenne starts to giggle, "sorry... I mean, he or she..."