You cradled your darling baby in your arms. She had your (h/c) hair and Jason's bright blue eyes.
"Hi, darling." You whispered.
"Her name?" A nurse asked.
"Blaire Isabella Voorhees." You said.
She wrote it down. You wanted to leave but you knew you had to stay there for at least one more day. You hadn't brought an outfit for her so they just dressed her in a white onesie, complete with gloves.
All day you spent, listening to the annoying nurse telling you how to feed her how to hold her when you already knew. You babysat hundreds of times.
Finally night fell and you had to put your baby in a little clear container beside you, so she stays warm and you don't roll on her in your sleep. You smile, watching her sleep peacefully. She was so graceful. So beautiful. You fell asleep.
Early the next morning you woke up to her cries.
A nurse was there, weighing her and making sure everything was good. She handed Blaire back to you and then checked your wound, making you flinch a little at the pain.
"It's healing up nicely." She says.
You nod and continue cuddling your child.
Around four they said you can go home to your moms. You said you would but you had arranged for Stacy to take you to your real home; Camp Crystal Lake.
Finally the time had come. You could go home and reunite with Jason.
You were wheeled out front in a wheelchair much to your dismay. But you saw Stacy there with Pat in the backseat.
"Take those pills we gave you every two hours to help with the pain." The nurse said. You nodded, still a little mad at her.
You got out of the chair, with the nurses help, and climbed in the car.
"Oh my goodness. She looks just like you." Stacy said, trying to keep her eyes on the road but also glancing at the baby every now and then.
"She's perfect." Pat admired her.
"Thank you guys. I wish Jase could've been there." You admit, sighing.
"He probably wanted to be there too. Don't worry. He'll be uh...happy I'm sure." Stacy smiled, not sure if the killer had emotions or not.
You chuckled.
"I hope so."
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About an hour passes by before you're home again. You walk up to your main cabin, with the help of Stacy and Pat. You were just about to open the door when it launches open and before you could process what was happening, Jason had Pat by the neck and holding the machete up to her throat.
"Jason!" You yell.
His eyes had hate in them. Anger. And confusion. Why did you leave for so long-
He dropped Pat to the ground.
"OUCH! Asshole!" Pat kicked Jason but he just pushed her down again when she got up.
He looked at the tiny human in your arms and tilted his head.
"This is our baby, Jase. It's Blaire. You were right she's a girl!" You smile, trying to ease the tension.
Jason wanted to smile, or even say something, but he glared at your two friends and took a threatening step towards them.
"Uh...we...better leave you two alone. Bye, (Y/n), bye Blaire!" Stacy said and quickly grabbed Pat, making sure she was okay.
"Let's go inside, it's chilly." You grabbed his hand and went in your house, happy to finally be home.
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Jason Voorhees X Reader (16+)
Fanfic"I understand you think you love him, but he is a serial killer, (Y/n)." The doctor said. You glared at him, hate filling your heart. Jason is a serial killer yes but he would spare those you asked him to. The ones who would abuse drugs and hurt oth...
