SnowBaz Oneshots

One Amazing Day- Part 3

*Simon's POV*

I wake to Baz using my chest as a pillow, the comforter forgotten on the floor. "Darling? Wake up." I say with a gentle shake to his shoulder. He shakes his head and buries his face into my chest. "Come on, Darling. I have to pee. Let me up for that at least." I beg with a pout. He obeys, reluctantly, and huffs as he stands and makes his way out of the room. After going to the bathroom, I walk through the living room to go make breakfast in the kitchen. I see Baz on the couch, legs criss-crossed, staring intensely at the television, showing Keeping Up With The Kardashians, with a look of pure sadness on his face. "Umm, what are you doing Darling?" I ask as I step in front of him. He moves his head back and forth like he is trying to unsee something, and speaking as what he is watching, that could quite possibly be the case. "I-It's just that, ugh, they are all so bloody stupid! Th-They all complain about the wrong things! The thumping idiots! This is why I don't watch this, why no one should watch this. Seriously, not one person respects them, including me, and they don't even respect themselves. I thought no one could be this moronic, but they make you look like a bloody genius. N-No offense..." Baz mutters the end. I smile, not caring about his comment, I know he doesn't mean it, and ask if he wants any food. "Oh, Merlin, yes. I want scones. Mmh, yeah, scones. Like the ones from Watford. Can you get me those?" Baz pleads with puppy eyes. It surprises me that he wants those, he usually hates them. But then I realize that what he wants is to go with his craving, and since his craving IS coming from my baby, it doesn't seem that strange anymore. "I'll see if Penny knows the recipe." I say in defeat as I pull out my cell to direct message her. Within seconds she sends me a photo of the recipe and I go start hand making the best scones in the world of mages. Hopefully I can do this right.

*An Hour Later*

"Mmm, Love these taste amazing!" Baz moans as he eats his third scone. "Well they should! I had to get the exact recipe from Penny, then make three different batches before you decided they tasted as they should!" I semi-yell teasingly. Baz pouts and tries to defend himself. "Those other ones didn't taste anything like the ones from Watford." I laugh and sit next to him on the couch, now watching Doctor Who. At least this is a show we both like. That is actually good, that is. I steal a few scones from the tray Basil has on his lap, making him literally growl. "Oh! Simon! The baby kicked! Feel it!" Baz screams suddenly. He grabs my hand and pushes it down on his stretched tummy. I feel a hard kick, making me wonder just how uncomfortable our baby is. I look up at Baz and see his face contorted in pain. My love winces and shuts his eyes tight. "Darling?! Are you okay?" I ask, trying to keep my voice from shaking. "Y-Y-Yeah. Oh! Ahh, I-I'm fine. It's-It's okay." He whimpers again. I know he is lying, you can see the pain clearly on his face. I want to help, but I don't know what's going on. The rational part of me tells me to call Penny, but the worried part is the one in control. "Ugh! S-Simon...it hurts!" Baz groans. 'Help him! Help him!' My mind screams. I don't know how. I don't know, or what's going on. I don't think it's the baby just getting comfortable anymore. "What do I do?! Darling, what hurts?!" I yell as I start to run around the flat, grabbing everything Penny told me to grab if something happens and she isn't here. "Simon!" I hear Baz bellow into the flat. "I'm coming!" I answer. I run in and see Baz standing up, back hunched over, his hands over his stomach, and a puddle of liquid in the floor. "Ahh! S-Simon, our-our baby!" He groans and tries to come to me. I run over to him, knowing he wouldn't make it to me, and lift his up to carry into our bedroom. After placing him on his back on the bed, him groaning and whimpering pleas of help, I finally come to my bearings. 'Call Penny! Baby is coming! Call her now!' My mind demands. I fumble for my cell and dial her. "Hello?" She says happily as she answers on the second ring. "Ugh! I-I, it- Simon!" Baz screams out. Penny immediately hangs up. 'No! Not now! She can't just hang up right now!' My mind says. I rush over to Baz and start taking off all his clothes, getting prepared to do this myself. After getting him completely naked, he grabs my hand and squeezes so hard I thought he might break it. I let him. I know a broken hand is nothing compared to what he is feeling, and is about to feel, right now. "Shh, I'm right here. Darling, I'm right here. I'm not leaving. It's going to be okay, got it? I love you. You can do this." I try to calm him down a little. He looks up at me, eyes wide and fully dilated, and his mouth open trying to suck in air. I hear moving from behind me, and see Penelope putting on a cover and gloves. 'She came! She is here!' My mind whoops with joy. I smile at her, earning a nod from her in acknowledgement. "Okay, the baby is ready now. I should've known the labour would go fast, the baby was growing faster." She mumbles to herself. I grab a stool and sit by the bed, knowing what is about to happen. Basil screams again, making my heart ache for him, and looks to me as if I could take away the pain for him. I wish I could. I hate seeing him like this, tears running down his face, voice already hoarse from screaming, and pleading with me to take away the awful pain, the pain he would never admit to if he weren't like this. The pain he wouldn't have if he were never pregnant. "Darling, look at me. You can do this. You are incredibly strong, you got this." He nods his head the slightest bit. "Okay, Basil, time to start pushing. Simon you count." Baz screams and Penny nods to me to tell me to start the counting. I count to 4, Baz collapsing as I finish. "Okay I see the crown of the head. Baz get ready, you aren't down yet." Penelope states and gets back to her position at the end of the bed, close to where the baby is coming from. I count again, Baz screaming louder and louder, then stop at 4, as I am suppose to. "You are doing so good, Darling." I say as I kiss his sweaty forehead. He winces then start to shakes. "Count Simon!" Penelope yells. I snap back into my position and start my counting, "One, two, three, four." I say. Baz pushes, body curving forward, screaming at the top of his lungs. He falls back down, eyes shut, and gasping for air. His head is turned away from me, but I see his shut eyes and paler than usual face. I grab his head, pulling it to me, and carries his hair. I whisper soft nothings to him, just trying to get him to open his eyes. Then I hear it. A high-pitched squeal, indicating that our baby is here. I look down, and see the most beautiful baby I've ever laid eyes on. "Would you like to cut the cord?" Penny asks as she hold my baby up, I nod my head wildly. She smiles and hands me the scissors. With a snip of the scissors, Penny slightly cleans our baby, just my child's face and wraps a towel around Baz's and I's baby. She lays my child in my arms, me fumbling with trying to hold it right, and tells me to sit down. "Basil still has to push out the after birth. Just give him a moment." She explains as she sits back down and tells my love to push once more.
He does as he is told and falls back down. I sit on the bed next to him, Penelope cleaning up. "Okay, give me your arm, Basil." He slowly raises his arm and she pulls him to a sitting position, several pillows holding him up. All the while, I'm staring at my child. It's crying, but I know that is what is suppose to happen.                     "L-Love?" Baz inquires hoarsely, voice cracking. I pull my gaze away from our baby and see his eyes smiling as he looks at us. "Hand her over. I need to get her cleaned up." Penny says as she takes my baby away from my arms. "H-Her?" I ask as I look back at the bundle in Penny's arms. "Yes, her. Didn't you see that when you cut the umbilical cord?" I shake my head no. I guess I was too busy trying to wrap my head around the fact that I'm a father now to realize what gender the child was. I look at Baz, and am greeted with the brightest smile over ever seen him wear. I scoot up to him, sitting criss-cross as he lays his head on my shoulder. I lean my head on his and we both watch as Penny cleans our baby girl, then swaddles her into a soft blanket. "Here is your baby, Basilton." Penny proudly says as she hands her over to him. He wraps his arms around her and brings her up to kiss her on the forehead, cheeks, and nose. 'My beautiful, beautiful family.' My mind says lovingly as I stare at the pair of wonders beside me. Penny sits at the chair I was in earlier and watches us. I smile at her, taking her hand in mine over my two loves. She squeezes gently and returns my hand. "She is gorgeous. Absolutely beautiful." Baz whispers. "I know. She is the cutest baby in existence. She is our baby, Darling. She is finally here."  I reply with a soft, gentle voice. I don't know how long we stay there, minutes, hours, days, just saying how much we live each other. Then Penny breaks the silence with a important question. "So, what are you  going to name her?" I look at Baz, who stares back at me. "Natasha." I say clearly. Baz's eyes fill with tears at my suggestion and nods his head. "Natasha Ebeneza Snow-Pitch." Baz states. I stare at him in shock. "E-Ebb?" I inquire. He nods his head, showing me that he wants it too. "That's perfect. I love it." Penny says as she rights it down on a magical birth certificate. How she got one, that will remain a mystery. "I'm going to go. Give you some privacy, but Basil, you will have to be cleaned up soon. And you need to rest. I will come back in an hour or so." She says as she walks out, shutting the door behind her. "I love you, Darling." I say as we stare at our little Natasha. "I adore you, Love." I caress the soft black hair on Natasha's head, making her make a little noise in her sleep. "Natasha Ebeneza Snow-Pitch." Baz says again as his eyes start to droop. I take Natasha from him, and he lays down watching me hold her. "You are amazing. I couldn't have done that without you." He whispers to me. "No, YOU are the one who is amazing. You are strong, caring, and you are going to be the best dad to our baby. And I love you." He smiles at my words and starts to slip into sleep. I stare back at my fantastic baby. "You are a wonder, little one. I love you. And I always will."

*Two Hours Later*

"Okay, writhing is done for tonight. I'm going to go to bed. This time, actually get me if something is happening." Penny teases me after she cleans Basil and magics a crib for Natasha. "Alright! Goodnight Penny. Thanks for everything. I love you!" I say as I hug her when she tries to leave. She hugs back and says, "No reason to thank me. I would do anything for you, and if getting a niece is the cost, I'd gladly do it again. Goodnight, Simon. I love you." She pulls away and heads to her room. I change into pajamas and lay back down to watch my exhausted love sleep. I see Natasha sleeping on the other side of the bed, and softly drift into sleep, cuddled up to Baz, as I listen to the peaceful sounds of my husband and child. What an amazing day.