Imagine Series written by
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(Names have been changed to fit imagine book)
Disclaimer: age difference, family before dating you
Story line:
Nate one where Reader wants a child so much but he isn't sure about it cause he thinks he is too old but reader thinks it's all about Jasmine, Kai and Hannah and they have an argument then he wants to take a break.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
While the healing had only begun between you and Nate , your worlds were about to turn upside down. With a little girl due in only three weeks, you were at a point in your pregnancy where labor wouldn't be stopped if it started.
So Nate grounded himself from work.
You insisted that he still go into HQ and help with cases, stating that you would need him and his time off for when the baby came.
"If something happens and I have to have a c-section, I'm gonna need you while I'm recuperating" was your reasoning.
And all he could do was smile and kiss your forehead.
The two of you were still in separate rooms and neither of you felt the need to rush anything, but there were nights where you would waddle up the steps and find yourself amidst the comfort of the warm arms of Nathan Maloley's.
However, one particular evening, as you were waddling up the steps, a massive push of pressure rained down on your abdomen before something wet began trickling down your leg.
"Nate !" you roared as he came barreling out of his room.
You were shocked to see that he had packed not only a hospital bag for himself, but for you as well.
"Come on," he beckoned as he saw the fear and pain rip across your face.
And as he was rounding his car to hop into the driver's side, he sent his best friend a quick text message.
It's time.
And it was Sam's job to relay it to the rest of the team.
Now, you and Nate are in the middle of deep breathing while your doctor yells at you to give him one more massive push...just one...before your baby girl comes into the world.
And you plot your sweating forehead over onto Nate's as he kisses you warmly and leans his lips into your ear.
"One more push, mi amore, and we can see our Liliana," Nate murmurs.
Your eyes study his as your body overrides your indefinite pause.
"RrrrrraaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" you roar as you bear down one last time.
And the pressure from the past 2 hours of pushing and 21 hours of labor finally releases.
"Liliana," you whisper as you plop back down onto the hospital bed.
The doctors rush the baby over to the cleaning table. They suckle her nose and dry out her throat. They give her her first vaccine in her heel and check her eyes for labor-induced blindness. The wipe her down, weigh her, measure her length, and swaddle her tightly in a blanket to bring over to you.
But Nate never left your side.
Rubbing a cool washcloth across your face and down your neck, he studies how tired you are. How your chest is heaving from exertion and how your legs are trembling from their work...and he wonders how in the world women do this.
How do they create life, shove it out, take care of it, and still manage to put up with the likes of men?
The revelation is astounding to him, even now.
"Ti amo, mi amore," Nate murmurs lowly as your eyes flutter open.
Even without knowing his beautiful Italian, you knew what he had just said.
And your heart began to soar.
"I love you, too, Nate ,' you smile as a tear slides down your face.
"Here she is," a nurse smiles as she slowly sits this beautiful 6 lb.9 oz. and 19.5 inch long bundle of joy in your arms.
All you could do was stare in awe.
"She's beautiful," Nate chuckles with tears in his eyes as his strong, gruff hand cups the head of your child...his child...in the palm of his hand.
"She's perfect," you whisper before leaning into press a tired kiss to her forehead.
"Hello there," you coo as Liliana finally quiets down.
"I love you, Lilliana Rose," you murmur lowly.
"Rose?" Nate questions as you turn your face towards him.
"Sharp thorns produce delicate roses," you smirk coyly.
"You read Ovid?" you hear G say from the doorway.
"Hey there, everyone!" Nate cheers quietly as he claps his hands and embraces everyone.
"Oh my gosh, ooooh she's so beautiful!" Garcia coos.
"You did good, Maloley," Johnson praises.
"How're you feeling?" Stassie asks you.
"Tired," you admit.
"Then we won't stay long," Sam smiles.
"H-have you always read Ovid?" G asks.
"Another time," Madison whispers as she places her hand on G's shoulder.
"We'll definitely talk later," you whisper towards him as he smiles at you.
And as the team slowly files out of the room, you watch as Liliana nestles into your blooming chest that is now starting to become full with food for your daughter.
"Would you like some privacy?" Nate asks as he stands and looks at you.
And you didn't even have to contemplate before telling him "no."
Liliana Rose Maloley.
Maybe one day you, too, could be inducted into the Maloley clan.
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