Neal stood next to the hospital bed, gazing down at the little bundle in his girlfriend’s arms. The tiny baby was wrapped in a blue blanket, letting everyone know the newborn was a boy.
“He’s beautiful,” Sara whispered.
“Yeah,” Neal agreed hardly able to believe he had a son, “Just like his mother.” Sara smiled and leaned tiredly against her boyfriend.
“You can sleep if you want,” Neal said, “I can take him.”
“No I’m okay,” she said, “I want to spend as much time with him in this moment as possible.”
“We have the rest of our lives,” Neal laughed and Sara joined him.
“I know, but I just can’t believe he’s ours,’ she replied, “I don’t ever want to let him go.” Just then, there was a knock on the door and they looked up to see a very pregnant Elizabeth, Peter carrying their son Grant, Mozzie, June, Diana, and Jones standing in the doorway.
“Hey guys,” Neal said as they walked in.
“Hello dear,” June said, “Oh he is gorgeous.”
“Do you want to hold him?” Sara asked, gently handing her the newborn.
“You guys he's so cute,” Elizabeth said.
“Doesn’t take after his father then,” Diana said and everyone laughed.
“You’re biased,” Neal told her smirking.
“Congratulations you two,” Peter said before the banter could continue and then looked at his son, “What do you think buddy?”
“Baby!” the three year old said, pointing at the child and the adults laughed.
“Does Uncle Mozzie get to hold him?” Mozzie said and June handed him the infant.
“Uncle Mozzie?” Jones questioned.
“Better than Uncle Suit,” Mozzie quipped, shooting a look in Peter’s direction “Anyway,” Elizabeth said before her husband could reply, “Does this little guy have a name?”
“Everyone, this is Max Peter Caffrey.”
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Sickeningly Sweet Moment
Hayran KurguA sweet moment between Neal and Sara involving tickling and paints, but they are once again interupted by none other than Mozzie. Two-shot.
