Jane, Rafael and a Baby:

*One Shot*

Jane couldn't be doing this, this wasn't right, it wasn't safe. It was so un-Jane. But when she saw Rafael standing there, smiling at her so happily and sweetly, the flutters in her chest and stomach. She knew it was right. It was safe. She could do this. It was her life, her choice, her heart. This is Jane

She chose Rafael. She would always choose him. Her legs took her to him, she wrapped her arms around him shoulders, feeling his warmth and love. His lips pressed softly to her forehead, her heart beating quickly.

Shudders through her body.

Sweaty palms.

Everlasting love.

A baby on the way.

Perfect.

She tilted her head up to his, their lips met softly, over and over moving like clockwork with such undying passion just like in her romance novels. She felt like she was on Cloud 9. Rafael was everything, their baby was everything. This was an extension of her family. No, this was her family. Her surprise family that she was never going to let go of, a family she would fight for. Rafael didn't pull away from her, he didn't stop their kisses and Jane didn't either.

All those times she stopped Michael.

All those times she pulled away.

All the times she hid.

That wasn't happening now. Rafael pulled away slightly to breathe and Jane felt her own need for air suddenly. Rafael literally took her breath away.

"We can wait," Rafael smiled touching his forehead with hers. She nodded ever so slightly. They could wait, she wasn't ready but she knew it would be him. "I love you Jane," He said. The way her name rolled off of his tongue made her shudder with glee.

"And I love you, I do. I love you," She replied.

"With all my heart," He said.

"All of it," She agreed. They stood there holding each other the best they could with their baby stretching them apart. Jane shifted trying to get closer, she needed his warmth. She was so exhausted, so ready to be done with the arguments in her home between her mother and abuela. So done with the awkward run ins with Michael. Done with the hateful stares from Petra. Done with the stress and the writers block. Tired, tired, tired. Yet she couldn't sleep. Rafael provided comfort, safety, protection, joy, anger and sadness. He was everything. They were everything.

"Bed?" He asked softly. She nodded quickly and she felt herself being led to his bed. She gently laid on the bed while Rafael pulled the covers up around her, enveloping her in warmth just like his love did. He climbed in gently next to her being sure not to crush her. She was instant glued to his side, using his muscular body as a body pillow. She got comfortable after a few shifts and movements. Rafael watched her the whole time with a lip smile. "You're so beautiful," He said a smile playing over his perfect lips and finally showing his perfect teeth.

"Really? As big as I am?" She laughed still catching the sincerity in his voice.

"Before, Now, After," He nodded the smile still permanent on his face. Her stomach fluttered and her heart leapt in her chest.

Michael never gave her these butterflies, he was the safe choice. He was the teaching job. Rafael was the writing dream. Jane kept typing so Rafael kept have new depths and more dimensions. Sometimes she would get stuck but she'd eventually figure it out and push forward with new experiences and passion. He was romance, drama, mystery, comedy, thriller, and a children's book all at once. Michael was different, he was the same like a teachers job. New kids every year but the same lesson and same bored stares. The same class clown with the same jokes, the same rebel, the same book nerd. Everything was the same. Rafael had new chapters every day, some made her cry, some made her angry, most made her smile from ear to ear and all of them made her heart swell with love.

Her eyelashes fluttered, she wanted to keep seeing his loving smile. She wanted to fight the sleep but she felt like she actually could sleep. A good sleep, a sleep she needed. One her baby needed. She closed her eyes and began to relax, soothing circles ran along her stomach by Rafael's hands. He was such a good father while Jane was a struggling mother. She felt like she couldn't connect with her child, she felt like she wasn't ready. She didn't know anything and she was always running around with all of the drama she has dealt with, she wasn't focusing on the baby or training to be a good parents. She went to one class and was instantly labeled as inexperienced and not ready for a child. Then suddenly she was watching a baby, a screaming crying baby that wouldn't be quiet no matter what she did. Her over imaginative mind wandered creating her daughter. Her daughter even said she was a horrible parent. Was she? Her tired mind searched for the answer but it was so slow, so groggy, so done with everything. Rafael pulled her limp body closer to him and suddenly her over active mind was calm, a smooth wave washing up onto the Miami beach. She fell asleep, next to the person she loved with a tiny person moving inside of her trying to get comfortable. She was content.

No, Jane Gloriana Villanueva was happy.

Hey Readers,

This is my First JTV fanfic and plenty more will be coming, I wrote this one with kind of a romance book vibe! I write in all different formats but when Jane and Rafael are together it'll probably be like this so i hope you enjoy it. Also I love One Shots so that's what they'll be for the time being unless I get an itch to start a full story. As you can tell I love Jafael (Jane and Rafael) but I will be writing stories with all of the characters, trust me. Petra is another favorite and so is Rogelio sooooo stay tuned. They'll probably not be in the same story together though. That'd be weird.

Thanks for reading! I love you guys!