Crutchie looked around nervously. He shoved his hands deep in his pockets hoping it would keep them from shaking. It was no use, his entire body was twitching like a twig. Crutchie heard another scream come through the closed door and he almost blacked out. Crutchie took a deep breath and started giving himself a pep talk.
"Crutchie, yous gotta pull ya self togetha. You sent Snyder ta jail, youse can deal with a tiny little..." well Crutchie didn't really know what it was yet.
"Mr. Morris?" a nurse asked stepping out of the door.
"Yes?"
"Congratulations, it's a boy!"
Crutchie followed the nurse through the door in shock.
"Oh my gosh!" Crutchie burst into tears when he saw his son. He slowly walked to the side of the bed.
"He's beautiful."
"He has your eyes, and your nose." Carly nodded in agreement, tears streaming down her face.
"I love you." Crutchie leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Do you want to hold him?"
Crutchie nodded and reached down. His tears came in earnest as he felt his child's warmth against his chest.
"Have you two decided on a name?"
Crutchie looked over at Carly as he handed the baby over to the nurse.
"Peter." Carly said.
"After my brother."