Ten Years later
I'm at work when I get the call.
"It's time," Sophie tells me and I hang up and jump in the car.
It's so surreal to think that me and Andy celebrated our one year wedding anniversary last month and now – like right now we are about to meet our first baby.
I've never moved quicker in my entire life so its no surprise when I make it to the hospital 15 minutes later.
I'm out the car and walking into the maternity ward five minutes later. I see Tom and Sophie first and I smile as I remember a time in which we all thought they would end up together.
I see Tom stop and hug the tall blonde guy that soon put a stop to that fantasy.
"Babe calm down, it's not like you are the dad in this situation," his boyfriend Zach tells him.
"I know, shit we are never having kids." He tells him and sits down.
I laugh at this because I know one day they will, they've been together for five years and I've no doubt they will last a life time.
Sophie sees me first and jumps up letting go of her boyfriend Ben's hand to give me a hug.
"God I'm so glad you're here."
"Where are they soon to be grandparents?" I ask.
"Dad and Steve are getting food while Mum and Sally are trying to calm Andrea down," Sophie tells me.
"Right, what room?" I ask them all but I'm looking at Tom.
"10," he tells me.
I head down the hall and I can already hear Andy.
"Mum, Sal I don't mean to be rude but, ARGH....."
I assume a contraction has stopped her bad mouthing our mothers but my wife is nothing but persistent.
"Get. Out." she finishes.
"Fine, Fine, Oh Bobby," Mum says having finally spotted me.
"Bobby?" Andy says looking at me smiling.
"I'm here babe." I tell her and our mothers leave.
As soon as I grab Andy's hand she relaxes and I do to. All these years later we're are still calmed but this instant connection.
An hour later, lots of pushing, some screaming and a whole lot of 'oh my god this hurts' Andy pushes out our first child. The midwife looks up at us as both as we hear the first cry.
"It's a boy," she tells us handing our son to Andy.
"We have a son babe," she tells me in awe and its ok because I'm right there with her looking at this tiny bundle in her arms.
"I can't believe we made him," I whisper.
"I know, it's hard to believe." She agrees.
"Thought of any names?" the midwife asks us.
Me and Andy both look at each other and then at our son.
"George." We say together
The End
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Yours, Always
Teen FictionAndrea has felt like something has been missing in her life since she was five, its only now 12 years later that she finally realises how important that missing piece is.
