This is part 2 of the Dirty Harry Imagine - Baby Making Sorry its been so long but School starts tomorrow and my mom has been freaking out cause I'm on the computer so much and so yea here it is!! Enjoy!!!
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8 1/2 Months Later
For the past 7 months you have been going regularly to the doctors for your ultrasounds. You and Harry were both super excited. The boys had to cancel their world tour because Harry wanted to be with you when the baby arrived. Harry had insisted that you don't find out the sex of the baby until he/she was born.
"I think that if it's a girl we should name her Darcy." Harry exclaimed while cuddled with you on the couch holding your belly.
Harry really wanted a baby girl more than anything.
"I like Darcy." You reply looking up and your eyes meeting. Harry leaned down and kissed the top of your nose and you smiled.
"But what if it's a boy..." you asked. You had secretly wanted a boy but you knew that having a girl would not only make Harry happy, but it would be a good experience.
Harry contemplated for a minute before adding, "Well what male names do you like, and it better not be anything weird!"
A small chuckle escaped your mouth as he said that.
"Ummm.... I think that if it's a boy the name should resemble his father, maybe Edward?"
Harry's face lit up when you said that and you could tell by his expressions that he really liked the idea.
"I think that would be a great idea" he said softly as he kissed the top of your head and you giggled lightly.
"You're so cute when you giggle" Harry noted making you blush. Even the littlest things Harry did or said made you blush.
Harry's hands pulled up your shirt to the bottom of your breasts and began rubbing your belly in a circular formation. The feeling helped soothed the pain you had from baby Darcy/Edward kicking your belly. You smiled up at him and he smiled back. The feeling of the baby moving inside you was in your opinion the best feeling in the world. His hands ran over your stretch marks that where on your lower side. You didn't like it when he did that, it made you feel very self conscious but he always tried assuring you that there was nothing wrong with them. The sudden movement of something in your stomach caused you to jump up and was followed by lots of pain. Harry had the look of worry on his face and tried to comfort you in any way that he could.
"Shhh it's okay, just relax babe" Harry whispered in a very soothing voice as he rubbed your belly. Your head was back against Harry's chest and your eyes where shut as you endured pain. Harry left light little kisses in the top of your forehead. The pain was terrible and you knew that at that very moment that is was time. Your water had broken and it took Harry and you by shock. You looked up at Harry and he nodded. No words were said, Harry got up and went upstairs into yours and Harry's bedroom and moments later returned with a bag in hand. He grabbed your phone and helped you out the door and into the car. Harry got into the drivers side and began driving in the direction of the hospital. Harry's right hand held your left the whole way to the hospital. Every contraction, you squeezed Harry's hand in an comforting gesture.
As you pulled into the hospital, Harry parking the Range Rover he shot out the drivers side speed walking around the back of the car and rushing to your side, helping you out and grabbing the bag. Harry maneuvered you through the sick/injured patients and a nurse helped to your room.
You laid down onto the hospital bed, in the hospitals clothes, and Harry right by your side hand in hand.
"I'm going to start a few IV's and your epidural to ease your labor pains."
