Jack's POV
Elsa is four months along now. She's doing a lot better, she just looks at the bright side of everything. And that's why I love her. We decided to keep the baby's gender a surprise when we went to another ultrasound. "Jack I don't feel good." She mumbles against my chest as we rested on the bed together. I smiled, "it's probably just morning sickness dear." I cuddled her close and kissed her soft, cherry lips. She and I basically just laid in bed all day and felt our baby and talked to it. Marshmallow stayed by our feet on the bed. When Elsa felt it kick hard she moaned in pain, making Marshmallow whine and curl up next to her stomach. "I'm okay Marshy, I'm okay." She pet his silky white fur and soothed him.Elsa's POV
This baby is really starting to hurt me. My back aches, my ankles are swollen, and any time I try to eat something I like, the baby doesn't like it and I get sick. I sigh, "five more months baby, then daddy and I can see you." I rub my belly and smile as I lay on the couch to nap. Jack came in from playing with Marshmallow and sat in his chair to keep an eye on me. Marshy came to me and jumped on the couch by my feet and laid down. About an hour passes and I wake up and smell supper. "I fixed you a plate of chicken and mashed potatoes for supper. Do you think you can keep it down?" I groggily sat up and rubbed my eyes, "I'll try." He handed me the plate and I started to eat it slowly. He sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, "you feel okay?" I slowly nodded as I kept eating. 'I can't wait to get this thing out of me' "not much longer sweetheart, five months to go." "Did I say that out loud?" He nodded, "yeah, you did. Don't worry baby, it will all be worth it."Jack's POV
Elsa is eight months now, she's due in about five weeks. So we are getting everything ready for the baby, the room is finished, except for the paint, we don't know what it is yet, so for now the walls are grey. I can't believe in a few weeks I'm gonna be a dad, it feels so unreal. All of a sudden I hear Marshmallow barking and whining, he runs past me to our room. I ran to Elsa in the bedroom, "honey what's wrong?" She couldn't talk, she was in so much pain. Marshmallow nudged her stomach softly with his nose, the baby's coming. I carefully helped her to the car and we drove to the hospital. Not long after that we were checked into a room and a nurse checked her, "you are at two sweetheart, just relax for a while." I held her hand, "do they hurt honey?" She took a deep breath through a contraction, "a little, they aren't bad though." Poor Elsa, my baby girl went through almost two and a half days of labor before she was told to push, by then she was exhausted. "You can do it baby, just squeeze my hand." Every time she felt a contraction, she squeezed my hand and pushed. This went on for a while until a cry was heard, Elsa was breathing hard as she laid back on the bed relieved. Soon our baby girl was handed to Elsa and she smiled, "my sweet baby Rayleigh."Elsa's POV
As I held my baby girl, I noticed how much she looked like Jack, she had his brown hair, his button nose, and pale cheeks. She was so beautiful, I can't believe she's mine. After a while of resting my mom came to visit, "I'm sorry, did I wake you sweetheart?" I smiled, "no mom, I was just about to feed her." As I started to breastfeed her my mom smiled, "she looks so precious. I can't believe you're a mother now." I smiled, "honestly, I can't either." My mom smiled, "what did you and Jack decide to name her?" I smiled, "we named her Rayleigh." She smiled, "that's sweet. She looks just like you Jack." He smiled, "yeah, but she has Elsa's beautiful blue eyes and smile." Around that time Rayleigh started to cry, I tried to lightly bounce her, didn't work. I already fed her. She doesn't need to be changed, maybe she wants Jack. "Here honey, let me hold her a while." He smiled and cradled her close, walking around the room and singing to her. Before long the room went quiet, she had fallen back to sleep in his arms. "Go on and rest honey, I got her for a while." He smiled and I cuddled a pillow and slowly fell asleep.
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Arranged Marriage
RomanceI'm Elsa Forrester. I'm engaged to my worst nightmare. Jackson Overland, the boy my parents want me to marry. I want to marry for love, not by some age old tradition. My parents arranged this when I was young, it's for business. God, where do I star...