"You sure you and Sam don't want to know the sex of the baby?" Asked Danny as he looked to Steve with a slight huff, one hand resting on his hip. He wasn't into DIY at all. "I mean we're painting this kid's room…when it's born you're going to be painting it again to match its gender…why would you torture yourself with the suspense of not knowing? Don't you wanna know if you're having a son or daughter?" He asked looking to him.
"I'm happy not knowing and so is Sam, Danny." Laughed Steve as he turned away from the wall he was painting and looked to his best friend. "And we won't be repainting the bedroom. What we are painting is perfect for either boy or girl. And Sam and I want to keep the baby's sex a surprise. It makes everything much more exciting. As long as the baby is healthy that is all that matters to us. Not whether it is a boy or a girl."
"Okay fair point…but what about the baby's clothes? You're going to have to spend a fortune on the right gender clothes. I mean what do you have? All white stuff? Or yellow even. You need some blues or pinks my friend. Least you'll be well prepared."
Steve rolled his eyes and sighed shaking his head. "Are you listening to yourself Danny?" He asked looking to him. "Me and Sam will worry about that when the time comes. Right now we have enough clothes multi-sex wise to last us until we get clothes we want, not to mention all the gifts we'll have when the baby is born and everyone knows the gender. Besides we got the wedding to think about right now. We haven't got long left."
"Yeah let's talk about that for a second…who wants to plan and get married within five months? You're getting married in three days' time…and she could pop that baby out at any minute. Whose stupid idea was it to get married around her due date anyway?"
"We both decided it was what we wanted." Frowned Steve as he looked to him and shrugged a little. "We wanted to get married on our two year anniversary. It's our first baby too so odds are that baby isn't coming anytime soon. First baby's never do. She's not even due until next week anyway so stop stressing about it. Everything will be fine. We just need to get through the wedding before we start stressing about when the baby is going to make an appearance. We just wanted to bring this baby into the world as a married couple. Start life as a real family. All under one name." He told him looking to him with a slight smile.
"Are you sure that she's not going to pop before the wedding?" He asked with a chuckle looking to him. "She looks like the size of a house. If she gets any bigger she will be going into labour and early." He sighed and looked to him though he had to admit he admired him for wanting to do things properly and marry Sam before the baby was born. "Have you even thought about names? Not knowing makes everything so much harder. You could change your mind multiple times and well…with her hormones, one day you could of settled for Jack for a boy and when he's arrived she could decide she don't want Jack she wants Jared and you don't like Jared so you spend the next day or so arguing about baby names…"
"Don't let her hear you say that. She'll kill you for jinxing her. She's already still mad at you for telling your parents she was pregnant…and we are well prepared for everything so stop stressing please. You're making me feel all stressed about it." He grumbled before rolling his eyes. "Names are sorted. And no we are not telling you. That way you can't persuade us to change our minds."
"I was doing her a favour by telling our parents." Danny defended before shrugging. "If you say so. She'll change her mind at least five times when that baby is born I can reassure you of that my friend. Rachel was the same. Grace was Jessica, Mia, Louise…any name but Grace."
Steve scoffed. "You did it because you were annoyed at her and you wanted your parents out of your house." He mumbled ignoring his comment about the names. He didn't want to get into that discussion with him. He and Sam had settled on names whether the baby came out a little boy or a little girl.
"Can you blame me? They were driving me mental and I had only been home from hospital an hour. I just wanted some quality time with my daughter without them nagging in my ear about my healthy." He grumbled before shrugging. "And they were more than happy for you guys anyway so I don't see what the problem was."
"Sam wanted to tell them when she was ready and on her terms Danny and you know that. Hence why she told you not to tell them. Remember that? When you were in your hospital bed?" Steve told him before he went back to painting the wall. They left it a bit late for the baby's room because they were busy planning for the wedding but they were sure that it would be done in more than plenty of time before the baby decided to make an appearance.
Rolling his eyes Danny then went back to painting the wall before frowning and looking back to his best friend. "Where is that darling sister of mine anyway?"
"She just wanted to finish up a few things in work." Steve replied keeping his attention to the wall he was painting.
"Nine months pregnant and she wants to do work? What is wrong with her?" Scoffed Danny shaking his head. "She should be at home resting."
Steve laughed looking to him. "Relax will you it's her last day before the wedding and before the baby arrives. She just wants to get Melissa up to speed with everything in the office and to make sure that the new person is settling in okay while she's on maternity leave. She just wants things organised. She didn't build up this company for nothing. She worked hard, she's not about to let it all go down the drain."
"Well she could keep working you know. I mean she don't do much but sit at a desk most of the time anyway...could save her a bit of money if she don't have to pay someone to do her job for the next couple of months while she is off. Just take the baby into work with her."
Steve rolled his eyes and looked to him. "You're unbelievable you know that." Shaking his head he sighed. "You're moaning that she's supposed to be resting then you suggest she should continue working. Jesus Danny, will you make your mind up? Sam is feeling perfectly fine. I'm sure if she was struggling not only would I notice but she would have taken maternity leave early."
"Okay, okay keep your pants on. Just thinking of possibilities for you guys." Grumbled Danny before he then looked to the time on his phone before up at Steve once more. "Hey you okay for five minutes while I go pick Grace up from Rachel's?"
Steve nodded and glanced to him. "Yeah sure go ahead. No Charlie?" He asked turning to look at him.
Danny sighed and shook his head. "No, he has chicken pox. Right now all he wants is cuddles with mommy. Not daddy." He shrugged a little. "It's okay though, just means some extra quality time with Grace."
"Well why don't you pick up some lunch for us too? I'm sure Grace will be hungry too; Sam should be home soon too I think. I'll give her a call. I'm sure she'd appreciate some lunch when she gets in from work."
Danny looked to him shaking his head a little. "How did I know that was coming? Funny how I always end up paying for food."
"I have a child and a wife to think about. I need to save all the money I can." Mused Steve looking to him before he chuckled and carried on painting.
"Oh sure use my sister and future nephew or niece against me why don't you." He grumbled as he headed out of the bedroom then down the stairs to go and get Grace from Rachel's.
As Danny headed out of the bedroom, Steve grabbed his phone from the window sill and dialled Sam's office number putting it on loudspeaker, popping it back down as he waited for Sam to answer.
"Williams." Came Sam's voice from the other end.
Steve smiled to himself as he carried on painting. "You know when you go back to work after the baby you're going to have to answer saying 'McGarrett.'" He mused.
"I know." Mused Sam. "I'm sure I will get a hang of that in no time."
"Oh I have no doubt that you will. We will have a lot of practicing during your maternity leave." Steve chuckled. "How's it going anyway? You nearly finished?" He asked.
"Nearly shouldn't be much longer. Gemma is lovely and Melissa said she'll keep me updated with everything and any problems that occur. Not that we should have any problems. How's the painting coming along?" She asked.
"Good I want you home already. The house feels slightly empty without you and your brother is starting to drive me crazy." He told her before he glanced around the room and nodded to himself. "Nearly finished. Just got this one little bit left. Danny's just gone to get Grace but think I'll have finished it by the time they get back. They're going to stop and get some lunch too for us for when you get home." He explained. "What do you fancy for dinner tonight anyway?"
"Hmm…" Sighed Sam. "I dunno I haven't really got much of an appetite today. Rather just come home, have a quick shower then have an early night. Lounge in bed, watch a film maybe. See how I go."
"You've got to eat Sam." Steve replied with a slight sigh as he glanced to the phone. "Starving yourself isn't good for you or for the baby."
"I know but if I haven't got an appetite I'm not going to want to eat." She mumbled to him with a sigh. "I was up most of the night while you snored most of the night. I just want to curl up in bed for the evening."
"I do not snore." He grumbled back to her before frowning. "Why were you up? You should have woken me up if you couldn't sleep."
"You did last night. You best not be coming down with something before the wedding. We don't need you to be sick on our wedding day." She grumbled before she sighed a little. "Because the baby thought it was playtime and wouldn't stop moving. And was resting on one of my nerves again. I couldn't get comfortable." She sighed again. "Not fair to wake you up all the time Steve. You need your rest as much as I do."
Steve sighed. "Maybe so but you still should have woken me I would have rubbed your back or something to help you get comfy." He paused. "Not long to go now though babe. Our little bundle of joy will be here sometime next week I'm sure."
"I hope so. I can't imagine being fat any longer. I can just about get through the door. Not to mention I got to have regular dress fitting because this baby keeps growing by the day." She grumbled before sighing. "I have to go Steve I got to go to a meeting with Gemma. I'll see you when I get home."
"Okay, don't work too hard. Please come home soon. I love you."
"I'll try and be as quick as I can." She promised. "I love you too."
Hanging up the phone Steve sighed to himself a little. He didn't like it when Sam over worked herself too much. And now he knew she hadn't slept much last night he was quite worried about her. Rubbing his forehead a little he then sighed as he finished off the last bit of painting. Glancing around the bedroom he then smiled to himself. Walls painted. Carpet was laid. Everything was pretty much sorted. All he had to do was just build the wardrobes and the cot and everything was ready for their new arrival, which would be another weight off their shoulders if they got this ready in time. Heading into his and Sam's room that was currently surrounded by packed boxes of the baby's stuff until the bedroom was ready; he looked over to their dresser and smiled to himself at one of the photographs on there. A picture of him and Sam at their engagement party, both of them looking at each other and laughing with Steve's arm securely around his pregnant fiancé. It was a beautiful picture. A perfect capture of them completely content in each other's company. It was his favourite one of them together. He could still remember the very moment he asked Sam to marry him. He couldn't help but smile at the pure thought of it.