A Second Chance

Elijah Nolan

Jacks POV

I sat there in my bed in an almost frozen state of mind. I couldn't think straight.

Then my son starts to squirm around in his sheets, Elsa and I must have been too loud.

I sigh as I hold the tired baby in my hands. I couldn't help but smile into the face that looked in every way like my own. I chuckled as he reached up to touch my hair and I let him. "I love you... son." I say to him as I try to think of a name.

Then out of the door entered Taylor, wearing a night gown much like mine. I let a smile creep onto my face as I looked at the woman I once loved.

"Hey." she whispered as she slowly sits down next to me and our baby.

I hold him up for her to hold him and when she does, the two of them look indifferent to each other. "... Never did feel like he was mine." She admitted softly as her eyes came up to look at me.

I nodded as she handed the baby back to me. Once he was in my arms again he smiled and cooed.

Taylor just looked at the two of us with a smile on her face. "Thank you." I told her with a small chuckle as I stroke the head of my baby. "For him."

"Have you not named him yet?" she asked in disbelief as I held him close to my chest to let him rest on me.

I shock my head slowly as I carefully rubbed his back to help him sleep. "No, I couldn't think of one." I admit as Tay grabs a note pad and a pen.

"Then lets pick a name now." She perks up and smiles as she looks at me as if waiting for something.

"Oh! like now?" I asked chuckling as Tay nodded her head and touched the pen to the paper.

"Um, well maybe you can name him after somebody important in your life." She said as she fiddled with the pen in her hand.

I thought for a second as I recalled the people in my life. Then I thought about Elsa and shock the idea away. "Um, my coach in Norway was named Elijah. He was kind of... inspirational I guess you could say." I said as I let my son play with my fingers. "As for the middle name, my grandpa was named Nolan after one of our great forefathers who fought in the war." I said as my son started fussing to be feed.

Taylor blushed and took him in her hands. "Maybe I should feed him." I nodded my head as Tay covered her chest to feed our son.

"I like that name..." I said to break the awkward silence as I wrote the name down on the paper the nurses gave me shortly after Elijah had been born. "...Elijah Nolan Frost." I said quietly as I wrote the name carefully in ink on the dotted line.

"It's a cute name, for a cute little baby." she giggled as she handed the baby back and buttoned her shirt back up.

I held Elijah in my arms and smiled down at his face as he began to fall back into his deep sleep. I smirked as I studied his face and saw he, in every way possible, looked just like me.

I carefully placed him back in his crib and looked over at Tay. I still got that painful pain in my chest when ever I saw her but now... it was different. Now I'm not full of rage and betrayal, if anything I'm grateful.

If she hadn't cheated on me I would have never of meet Elsa, despite how it would have ended.

I loved her more than anything in this world and I still did after I'd left, but now if we are not meant to be it wouldn't be much of a problem since I've Elijah now.

"You know, I should really thank you for giving me full custody of him." I started as I smiled at her. She smiled back and for the first time I felt that chemistry we once had. "He's my world now... my second chance." I said as I watched him turn his head and go still as he sleep peacefully.

"I don't know if I should say this, but I was kind of glad the baby turned out to be yours. I mean, me and Hugh aren't really ready to raise a baby but I knew if the baby was yours-- you would take care of him." She smiled as she held my hand and I gave her a kindly squeeze.

Then Hugh came to the door and step inside causing mine and Taylor's to jerk away and look over at him.

"Hey, mate. How you holdin' up." he mumbled in his thick accent and Taylor gave him a slightly chastising glare. "Uh, good Id hope." He added as he stepped in and held Taylor's hand.

I nodded my head and smiled at them. "Yeah, doc said I'll be able to be back on my feet in two months time. Till then I'll just need some... extensive help." I chuckled as I imagined how I could manage to take care of my newborn while being confined to my cast and disabilities.

"How you going to do it, jack?" Taylor asked softly as he leaned into Hugh.

I shrugged and thought for a bit. "Maybe I can move in with my parents for that while just so Elijah can get well taken care of." I answered as I touched the cast on my leg.

"What about that girl, isn't she your girl?" he asked as Taylor sprung up as if to warn him not to say anymore. "I mean, never mind." He said quickly as I shifted uncomfortably in my bed.

"Elsa? No, she's not she just... the sister of my friend Kristofff's girlfriend." I lied as I laid back down on my bed. I wanted to sink into the soft cushion and hide.

I was still flustered from what had happened before when Elsa came in. I slowly pulled the rings from my ring-finger to my middle finger. I bit the inside of my cheek as I remembered what little she'd said to me.

"Well, you'd best get some sleep." Tay said as she and Hugh left for the door and went off. I nodded as I pulled the switch of my lamp off and slept along side Elijah.

Hours later I awoke to the sound of him fussing fiercely. I sprung up and held him in my arms. I carefully examined him and smelled that he needed to be changed.

I pushed the button for assistance from a nurse since I couldn't leave the bed to get Elijah's diaper bag.

Soon after as I cradled my son in my arms to calm him, Elsa came in with a white doctors coat and a proud smile on her face.

"Elsa?" I said shocked as I marveled at how beautiful she looked in her professional outfit. "What are you doing?" I asked with a smile stretching across my whole face.

"I work here, Mr. Frost." She smirked as she grabbed the diaper bag and set in beside me on the bed.

As I carefully changed Elijah, with the help of Elsa of course, Elsa had told me about how she'd became a doctor specializing in physical therapy.

I couldn't help but smile as she told me all of this. As we finished cleaning and changing Elijah up, Elsa helped me wash up and smiled fondly at me.

"You've changed a lot since the last time... back home." She said a bit hurt as we both remembered how awful it felt that day. "Well, I'm just glad you're doing better, and now you've got a little family of your own. And you named him." She smiled as she laid down on the bed next to me. "Elijah, like my father." She said as she put her head on my shoulder.

"Yeah, i named him after your dad. The nolan part after my grandpa." I nodded my head as I put Elijah between us, making him calm down and sooth himself to sleep. "He likes you." I smiled as I looked into those big blue eyes Elsa had that always mesmerized me.

Elsa blushed a bit as she stroked the soft skin of Elijah's warm cheeks. He cooed in his sleep and turned his head toward her. "Looks like he does." She said as she settled in closer to me. At that moment I felt my heart pound harder than it ever had. Not because I was heartbroken but because I felt like my world was complete with my life's biggest loves at my side.