Louisa POV
I'm so glad that Will took the whole news well because I don't know what I would do if he didn't.
Now he's even more determined to be able to hold his baby so he's got himself doing loads of physiotherapy and I'm happy he's trying so hard it means a lot to me.
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8 months later...
Will POV
I woke up at 3:42 am this morning because Lou was having our baby I'm so excited to meet him/her.
I go into her room and see her in so much pain.
"Hey, you alright?" I asked.
"Been better" she responded before screaming in pain again.
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5 hours later and our beautiful baby boy was born and I saw the nurse put him in Louisa's arms.
Once Louisa had finished with him she passed him over to me and thanks to all the physiotherapy I managed to hold my baby and it was one of the happiest moments of my life.
My thoughts are broken by Clark speaking.
"What do you think we should call him?"
She asked looking in my eyes to see what I was thinking.
I looked down at my sleeping son and the name of my son came instantly.
"Samuel Thomas Traynor" I said looking up at my girlfriend.
"I love it" she responded.
Just as we named our son my parents came into the room along with Lou's parents.
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Our parents stayed a while until they had to get back home and about 5 minutes later there was a knock on the door.
Thinking it was one of our parents saying they forgot something or were going to give us something I went over to the door and opened it.
I looked at the person who was standing before me as we hadn't seen them in months.
I was bought out of my thoughts by a small voice coming from Louisa.
"Patrick?"
