Mine? Yours.

Chapter 20

My mom was right. She was so right. The final days of pregnancy were the most awful of them all. Everything hurt, my back, my feet, my neck. I could only imagine how incredible it will be to hold my little boy in my arms, when feeling him kick me from the inside feels amazing and feels my heart with warmth.

You probably wouldn't recognise Logan though. He was all over the place, running to the store trying to find all of the silly requests I was shooting at him like a mad woman. He has caring and thoughtful, he was rubbing my feet, which was totally useless since he was doing it too gently for me to actually feel better from it, but it was still sweet. He was carrying every single item I liked for our nursery which was all grey and light blue. I really liked how it turned out, it was a peaceful place for the little one to arrive in. It was peaceful and smelled amazing, I loved it.

I wasn't working in the office since our beautiful wedding, Logan just wouldn't allow it. Instead, he, on my very strict demand, carried my work back home and I would, like a true workaholic I am, go though them until I would fall asleep and he would carry me to our bed, where I would always wake up to breakfast and a note that he will be back from work as soon as he can.

I must say, I was pretty amazed by how calm and collected he was this whole time, he was helping me whenever and wherever he could. My mom was constantly calling me and asking for full reports on my pregnancy. My grandma has sent me so many toys I will need a special room only for them. Everyone was very excited for the day they will finally meet my little soccer player.

I was in his room, trying to sort out all of his books by name and genre, you know, adventures, fairytales, classics... However, I was doing that when I felt this unbearable pain in my stomach, I screamed out „Logaaan!". I couldn't believe the pain, it was an unimaginable hell. I called for him again, only to remember that he was at work. I walked very slowly to my cellphone to call him. He picked up at the first ring and I screamed out at him. „Logan! Baby!" I started crying, it was an excruciating pain and it was growing stronger each second. „I'm on my way Ace, hang in there!" Logan said and hung up, probably running to his car this very second.

I couldn't even walk up to my chair, so I sat down on the floor, trying to remember how to breathe from all of the pregnancy courses Logan dragged me to, probably to learn a thing or two himself so he could do something other than scream together with me in union. He rushed inside and tried his best to remain calm. „Rory, what's going on? Is it happening?" He started throwing thousands of questions at me and all I could was cry out in pain. He helped me up and saw me make the most ridiculous faces of agony. He looked around in complete panic and picked me up as if I weighted nothing. I wrapped one arm around him and held my stomach with the other. „We gotta get you to the hospital!" He yelled out, quickly carrying me outside to the car, where he has set up all of the the things for the hospital months ago. He placed me inside and once he tried fastening my seatbelt I screamed out for him that I can do it myself to which he jumped up a bit. „Oh yes yes." He turned around to run over to his side, only to stop for a second to turn around very quickly. „Oh, Rory?" I was holding my stomach with both of my hands feeling drops of sweat roll down my forehead. I looked up at him. „Yeah?" He rushed back to me and said „Everything will be great baby." He placed a small peck on my lips and then ran to the drivers side.

He drove us to the nearest hospital trying to hold my hand for the most of the car ride there. I couldn't help but to look at him, he was so nervous and scared. I could tell, he knew how much I hated It when he was speeding so he was trying to remain a decent speed, and a respectable, silent tone whilst passing some old couple in a vintage Volvo. He couldn't help but to smile, brightly, more often than he probably wanted me to know of. He was just as exciting about this as I would be if I didn't feel the tiny dude pushing his way to sunlight. My husband, my husband was amazing and I was lucky, damn, I was so lucky.

We walked into the hospital and Logan rushed to the register. „Hello? Anyone here?" He looked around, getting angrier by the second. „I have a pregnant woman here about to give birth!" His voice was getting louder, worried and then... angrier. „Logan Huntzberger here!" He yelled out and as of an instant, two nurses rushed up to him. „I swear to dear God if my wife MR HUNTZBERGER doesn't see a doctor I promise you this hospital will be empty by tomorrow!" The nurses apologised to him more often than appropriate and got me into a wheelchair.

I have never felt this kind of pain, it wasn't something I ever believed was possible. I wanted to punch someone in the face, that would probably make me feel better. The nursed checked up on me and told the doctors to immediately bring me into the delivery room. Logan was talking to the nurse and took a glance at me to give me a reassuring smile, making me feel as if all in the world is going to be okay. He nodded and continued talking to the doctors. He walked up to us as they started taking me to the delivery room. „Everything is going to be okay Ace." I looked up to him „My mom Logan?" I asked him. „Already took care of it." He knew exactly how to make everything alright. But, I couldn't simply do this without my mom, my mom had to be here. „Stop all of it!" I yelled out at all of them, a nurse looked at me confused. „Well honey, that would be very difficult to manage just about now-" I looked around in panic. „She has to be here! We gotta- I have to- My mom has to-" I couldn't manage out a simple complete sentence. Logan placed a hand on my shoulder „She's already on her way Ace, don't worry about it, everything will be good." I nodded and we all got inside.

It was painful, no, it was the most unpleasant, most horrible experience that I have ever had in my whole life. I was screaming and Logan was holding my hand the whole time, moving hair from my face and doing the breathing patterns just as studied at the courses. My whole body was shaking and I felt my whole body burn as I threw my head back in pure pain and then it has happened. The one specific moment in time that I can name as the most meaningful event I have ever witnessed. I have heard him cry, well I have heard both of them cry. Logan and him. My little him. Logan looked at me with tears in his eyes. „You did good Ace." He kissed me and I could feel his tears on my lips.

He was wrapped in a blanket when they returned him to us, Logan took him in his arms and he sat down next to me, holding him in the middle of us. „He is so beautiful." Logan whispered, as our little baby snuggled into the light blue soft blanket. „And he has blue eyes" he added as the little boy looked at us. It was true, he did had the most sparkly blue eyes. The nursed walked up to us with some papers, probably for Logan to fill our. „We will need a name for the little one." The cute little petite nurse said to us and I took a good look at Logan who was already curious for my response. He was impatient with the name and has asked me about it several times this month.

„You jump, I jump-" I said and he finished off in a whisper „Jack." The nurse looked very confused at us and I nodded at Logan, slowly stroking our little baby boys soft little cheek. Logan looked up at the nurse and said. „Jack Richard Huntzberger." He nodded and then looked again at our son and repeated his full name. Richard? He named our son after my grandfather, he was- How did I ever get so- Oh my Goodness. My smile was bright and he was the most amazing man alive. All that I have ever wanted was in this room.

Everyone came to the hospital, and just like us, they instantly fell in love with Jack. He was so small, so cute. His little fingers would wrap around one of yours and not let go. Everything felt so magical. After a couple of hours everyone has decided to give us some peace. Logan hasn't left my side, he was so careful with me. He helped me to the baby room window to check up on our baby again. He has smiled and wrapped his hands around me and whispered to me „We did this." He said, looking at this small little creature, with his eyes wide open, looking all around the room, cluelessly and curiously. „We did." I smiled and nodded, praying for my tears to stay away just this once, my God, was I emotional. „I love you Rory, both of you." He kissed my cheek, and hugged me tightly. „I love you too Logan."

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