MLB Imagines

Jurickson Profar (Texas Rangers)

Jurickson & Alex

"I need Jurickson," you moaned as your baby started to crown.

"He's on his way sweetheart. Don't worry about him, focus on the baby," the nurse said soothingly.

Jurickson was in the middle of a game and had just got word of you being in the hospital.

Coach told him he could leave, but the traffic was outrageous.

"I'm not having," you paused to let a contraction pass "this baby until her father gets here," you groaned.

"This baby's coming wether you like it or not," the nurse snapped back.

You felt a sharp pain shoot up your back.

You let out an abrupt scream and felt the baby come out more.

Tears started to stream down your cheeks.

"I can't have her without him," you whispered.

The nurse looked at you sadly just as the door bursted open.

Jurickson ran in, sweaty and dirty from the game.

You smiled as he walked over and kissed your cheek. He grabbed your hand and wiped your hair from your forehead.

As you squeezed his hand, you pushed a beautiful baby girl out.

"What would you like to name her?" The nurse asked.

You looked at Jurickson and he nodded his head.

"Marie Hope Profar," you said proudly.

"Well here's Marie," the nurse said as she handed you your brand new baby.

Jurickson quietly wiped away a tear and smiled.

"She's gorgeous," you whispered.

"Just like her mom," Jurickson smiled as he leaned down and kissed your forehead.