Welcome Home//Rick Sanchez X Reader

9) Leave me, like you do

(flashback)

It's about 10 pm. Rick works in the lab, not caring about sleep. You, on the other hand, are in your bed, trying to sleep, but the little baby inside your tummy won't stop kicking.

You sigh, feeling as if you'll never get sleep ever again. Your brother, Birdperson, is in the guest bedroom, since your due date is coming up.

Squanchy even came, which is why he's in your recording room, listening to all the unpublished songs you and Rick wrote while living here.

You sigh and stand up, putting on your glasses. You put your gown on and walk out of your room, to the garage where Rick's working.

You walk in, closing the door after yourself. You go to Rick, who turns around immediately and shakes his head, wanting you to go back to sleep.

"Baby, I can't sleep." you say in a tired tone "The kiddo down stairs won't let me." Rick lightly chuckles and kisses you.

"(n/n), I don't think walking around is going to help." Rick states in a soft tone "I'll be there in five minutes, ok?"

You nod slowly and walk to the door, sliding your feet. You feel something drip out of you, but it doesn't click until you feel a huge ache in your stomach, making you wince.

"Honey, are you ok?" Rick asks as he rushes to you and helps support you, since you nearly fell.

"I-I think I... I think the baby's coming." you wince. Like any new father, Rick starts panicking.

"Uh, um, I, uhhhhh." Rick says before taking you to the living room "Just sit down. I'll get the others!" Rick rushes to the extra room, kicking down the door "The baby's coming."

BP jumps up and rushes to the living room, where you sit on the couch, reading a magazine, completely ignoring the contraptions.

Rick sprints to the recording room and picks up Squanchy before he could understand what's going on. Rick goes into the living room, finding BP arguing with you, but you couldn't care less.

"You're in labor!" BP shouts, also panicking. Squanchy gasps and jumps out of Rick's arms. You scoff and flip the page.

"Labor shmabor." you throw the book behind your back and stand up "I'm tiny, this baby's a football. Can we gooooo?"

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You lay on a bed, in the delivery room, Rick sits next to you, still holding your weak hand.

You take deep breaths, unable to breathe properly since you JUST PUSHED A BABY OUT OF YOUR-

"Here she is." the alien nurse whispers as she slowly walks up to you, rocking your baby in a pink blanket.

"Give me my fucking baby." you whisper, sitting up straight. The nurse hands your baby girl to you. You smile at her, seeing her short blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, staring up at you.

Rick lays an arm over your shoulders as he leans down, cooing at the baby in your arms. The door opens with Birdperson and Squanchy coming in.

You glance at them, smiling wider, then give your attention back to your baby girl. Squanchy climbs up the bed, resting on your thighs as he plays with the baby's hair.

BP stands on your right, smiling at you, Rick and the new addition to the band. You lean back a little more, gently dropping your head onot Rick's shoulder.

"Giving birth is a tiring thing." you say in a soft tone. Rick chuckles and kisses your cheek.

"Especially if you scream while doing so." Rick teases. You drop your smile and glare at Rick.