It was a bright early morning. You and Rick peacefully spent the night in each other's company in your shared apartment. At least it was peaceful until a sharp pain stirred in your body. It woke you up, very discomfortly. You got up and walked around, hoping it was a small cramp. The pain worsened as you bent over to pick up some clothes on the floor. Then you threw up. Rick heard you puke and immediately got up to see what was wrong. Your skin complexion was much whiter than normal and you couldn't control your breathing. He grabbed a towel and wiped the vomit from your face and carried you over to a couch. You screamed in pain as tears streaked your face.
"Rick," you tried to say. "I think my water broke. I'm going into labor."you breathed out. Rick shook his head.
"No, you can't be. It's too early!" he panicked. You shook your head.
"No honey, it's time. We're perfectly on time. Help me deliver our chi-" a contraction interrupted you. Rick stripped you of your clothes and told you to push. He didn't know what he was doing, but still tried his best. You began to push as much as you possibly could.
"Breathe sweetie you're doing great." Rick cooed. You pushed again and again and again. Rick signaled to stop pushing so he could grab towels. He ran to the laundry room and grabbed a basket full of towels and came back. He lightly lifted you up and slid the towel under you.
"Okay (Y/N), I think a few more pushes and you'll be able to meet you're child." You looked at him confused but continued to push. It felt like an eternity before you heard the loud scream of a baby freshly put into the world. Rick wrapped it into a towel and handed it over to you.
"It's a girl!" he said happily. You smiled down at your new daughter and cleaned her up with a damp towel. Rick cut the cord and the two of you sat on the couch staring at the creation the two of you made.
"Well, what do you wanna name her?" he asked softly. You looked down at your daughter and smiled.
"Bethany Deckard". Rick looked at you surprised,
"You want this kid to have MY last name?". you nodded softly and laid your head on his chest.
"I also want your last name." you said with a small giggle. Rick smiled and held you closer to him and kissed your forehead.
"We'll see."
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General FictionCharacters Include: Han Solo Indiana Jones Rick Deckard John Book President James Marshall *DISCLAIMER* I OWN NOTHING OF THE CHARACTERS DISCONTINUED FOR NOW