We'll Be Together (Janthony)

Epilogue

Jasmine's POV

Six months later

"Awww congrats Jazzy!!!" Pippa said, running up to hug me. "You're married!"

"I know!" I exclaimed, glancing at Ant.

Ant.

Anthony Ramos Martinez.

My best friend.

The love of my life.

My husband.

~~~~~

Three months later

Positive.

I stared at the pregnancy test for a few seconds before jumping up in excitement. Ant and I had been trying since our honeymoon, though we thought it would take a little longer. I ignored the urge to call Ant and tell him.

Grabbing a small box, some wrapping paper, and ribbon, I prepared a present for my husband.

- - - -

"Hey babygirl!" Ant said as he arrived back from the theater. I was feeling too sick this morning to go to the performance.

"Hi!" I responded, running up and kissing him. I held the present out in front of me, too excited to wait much longer.

"What's this?" He asked. We sat down on the couch and I watched eagerly as he opened the box.

"Y-You're... you're... you're pregnant?" He stammered. I nodded.

Ant jumped to his feet in excitement and I followed. He picked me up, spinning around until we fell down on the couch.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! This can't be good for the baby!" I said through giggles.

"Oh I love you." Ant responded, lifting up my shirt and kissing my stomach. "And I also love you!" He continued, moving so he could peck me on the lips. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back into the kiss.

~~~~~

Anthony's POV

Nine months later

"Breathe honey, you got this." I yelled over the nurses around us. Jas nodded and squeezed my hand tightly. I kept myself from crying out in pain by gripping the side of her hospital bed.

She's going through worse pain. I reminded myself. I hate seeing her like this. Jas is in pain and there's nothing I can do.

- - - -

"It's a girl!" The doctor exclaimed as Jas finally relaxed. I hugged my wife as tightly as I could without hurting her while we watched the nursed clean and dress our daughter.

- - - -

"What should we name her?" Jas asked an hour later when the chaos was over and the three of us were alone.

"I don't care!" I answered, staring lovingly at my daughter. My daughter. My beautiful daughter.

"You sure?" Jas questioned.

"Yeah! She'll be my little angel no matter what." I said before kissing the two most important girls in my life on the forehead.

"Angelica." Jas decided. "Angelica Kimberly Ramos." I grinned.