A/N: This idea came to me when I was working on a fluffy J/S story and I have absolutely no idea whence. Please, consider genres of the story before reading. Thanks in advance for those who may read or/and review.
Sue clenched her teeth firmly as she felt the next contraction coming. Few seconds later she let out a heavy breath, relieved that it go away but completely aware that it was it wasn't the end of her agony and there were more to come. She looked at her left and smiled at the sight of the figure sitting next to her. She has never thought that the person to keep her company in this moment would be Bobby; she always pictured Jack at her side, supporting her or Lucy, if her husband wouldn't be able to be there for any reason. Yet, there was her Australian friend sat in the chair next to the bed she was lying on, with his hand in hers and horrified expression on his face. He was the only one who could go with her; when she stormed into the bullpen after she wasn't able to reach their mobile phones, everyone else were in the field and Lucy was at home, sick. He tried to call Jack, but he has only reached his voicemail and left the message; then, without hesitation, he has taken her to his car and brought her to the hospital.
"I wish he had a little bit of patience…" said Sue, affectionately caressing her pregnant belly, when another contraction passed. "Why can't you wait for your Daddy to come..?" she asked, and Bobby reached to the pocket where he had his phone hidden.
He looked at the screen, hoping to see anything from Jack, any sign that he at least knew that his wife was in the hospital and their son was going to be born, soon. He hoped he just didn't feel the vibrations because of everything what was happening around, but it was a vain hope. He sighed, thinking that it shouldn't be him in this place now, but his best friend. He felt horrible and useless, seeing Sue in so much pain and not being able to help her. He was sure that Jack's presence would be soothing for her, even though he wouldn't be able to do anything more than Bobby could, at least not physically. He had no idea how to act, what to do, and it made him feel even worse; what if something happens and his help is needed, and he won't be able to do it? He shook his head, and a moment later he felt his hand being squeezed; this time however, it wasn't the painful grasp he felt every time Sue was hit with the next contraction, but a very reassuring one.
"If someone saw such a drear expression on your face, they would say that you are keeping me company in last moments of my life, not in waiting for my child's birth." she said with a small smile on her lips, even though it was soon replaced by the grimace in pain.
"It's just… It should be Sparky here, not me." Bobby said, when Sue opened her eyes again after a moment. "Well, anyone would be better than me…"
"I object. I don't think I'd survive if Myles was here with me… He'd probably be giving me lectures as to what and how I should do, as if he was an expert…"
Finally, a small smile appeared on Bobby's face and then he jumped, when he felt vibrations of his phone. He quickly took it out and grinned at the sight of Jack's name on the screen. He showed the photo to Sue, and when she nodded he stood up and went out of the room.
"Finally, Sparks!" he said, answering the phone and heard Jack snort.
"Believe me that I would rather be on your place now." an anger was very audible in Jack's voice, and Bobby heard Myles say something to Jack, but his words were intelligible to him.
"Sue feels fine. Or as fine as she can, now."
He nearly jumped when he heard noises in the phone; he couldn't be sure what they were but he heard Myles shout, followed by a very loud crash sound. The next noise made him think that the phone landed somewhere, and he became sure when he tried to call Jack's name few times, but didn't get any response. He started to become worried when he heard Myles' voice shouting for Jack, but his knees bend under him when he heard Myles say that Jack can't die right now. He sank down to the chair, making sure that he's not facing the room where Sue was and listened carefully, but he didn't get much more.
The first thing Myles noticed, as he was driving to the hospital and listening to Jack's talking, was a strange moving in the back window of the car, which was in front of them. It caught his attention, but he had to focus on the road and noticed what it actually was only in the last moment. When he realized that there was actually a weapon pointed at their car he only shouted to Jack to hide, but it was too late. There was no way Hudson could even think about reacting before the front glass was pierced by the bullet, making it shattered around the hole. When he looked to his side he thought that they were lucky, but then he noticed the expression on Jack's face.
It was a mix of surprise, pain and fear; Myles cursed out loud when he looked to Jack's chest and saw his blue shirt slowly reddening because of his blood. He turned the steering wheel and stopped the car at the side of the road, practically jumping out of the car and running to its other side. He opened the passenger door, unfastened Jack's seatbelt and took him out of the car, laying him on the ground. This way he had better access to the wound on his chest, and could actually press his hands against it, trying to stop or at least lower the bleeding.
"Hey, you!" he shouted to the teenage girl, who was walking in his direction but didn't see them as she was on another side of the car and didn't pay attention, focused on the music in her headphones. "HEY!" he yelled louder, when she didn't react and only then she turned to him. "Call for the ambulance, quickly!" he ordered and she looked at him, shock visible in her eyes.
She was very surprised and could feel her hands shaking when she reached for her phone, but followed his order and called for help. People started to gather around them, when they noticed that something was going on but nobody was eager to come closer and actually help Myles. Bostonian cursed, when he didn't get any reaction after asking if there was any doctor.
"Come on, Jack. You have to hold on. The ambulance is going to be here, soon, so just hold on." he repeated, looking at Jack's face.
He knew it wasn't good as he could hear Jack's hoarse breathing and his choking. When he looked at his face he didn't even see a grimace of pain on it, but fear and tiredness.
"Don't you even think about giving up, Hudson!" he yelled, looking straight at Jack's face, and saw Hudson nod slightly. "Think about Sue! Think about your son! Aren't they the reason to fight?!" Jack nodded again, trying to focus on Leland's face and voice but the task was getting harder every second.
At the same time Lucy stormed into the hospital, after getting a phone call from Jack. He told her about Bobby's message that Sue was in labour and asked her to go there, to relieve their friend in keeping Sue company. She quickly found Bobby, sitting on the corridor with face as white as the doctor's coat. She looked at him with questioning look and knew that something was wrong, as he was shaking.
"Something is wrong. I heard something and from what I could her I'd say that Myles and Jack had an accident." he finally said, his voice shaking as much as his whole body.
"Someone has to go to Sue. She's going to start suspecting something." said Lucy, glancing in the direction of their friend's room and saw the doctor at her side.
"Don't tell her about Jack. Tell her that he's on his way but it seems that he's stuck in traffic. Whatever, but don't let her worry now." Lucy only nodded, agreeing with Bobby's words and slowly made her way to Sue's side.
"Mrs. Hudson, you may want to wait, but your baby obviously doesn't agree with you. It really is time to help him come out." said the doctor, and Lucy squeezed Sue's hand.
"Sue, Jack would want you to follow doctor's orders so just do it. He's going to have a nice surprise, when he comes here and you'll give him your son to hold." she let out a relieved sigh, when Sue looked away and didn't notice tears, which came to Lucy's eyes.
She blinked quickly few times, stopping them. Finally she heard Sue give up her insists to wait for Jack and Lucy even felt bad for leaving her completely unaware that her husband may not be coming to her soon if Bobby was right. She didn't say it, however, and clenched her teeth when she felt Sue's painful grip on her hand. Lucy only realised how close the baby was to coming, when she heard the doctor say that he can see the head. She tried to support Sue as she pushed, and felt completely useless when there was nothing she could really do besides holding her hand. She couldn't even tell reassuring words to her as Sue wasn't even thinking about looking at her, so she wouldn't know about it.
"One more push and he'll be here!"
Sue groaned, but knew that the only way to feel a relief was to do what the doctor say. She fell heavily on the bed after another push, and thanks to the changes on faces of all the people around her she knew, that it was the last one. She looked at Lucy, who was staring at the place where her son obviously was and tried to look at him too, but she felt an arm stopping her. In the next moment Sue saw the little boy being lifted and carefully laid on her chest. She felt tears escape her eyes when she noticed the grimace on his face, as if he wasn't really happy to get out of his safe shelter in his mother's body. Her hand gently touched his head, her fingers caressing dark curls on his head; she couldn't take eyes off this little creature, her perfect little boy.
Lucy watched the scene and swallowed the lump in her throat. Her thoughts matched Bobby's from just a few whiles earlier. It wasn't her, who was supposed to be here, but Jack. It should be him, seeing the birth of his son, looking at him for the first time, admiring him along with Sue. Nobody in the room knew that he wasn't going to do it; none of them was aware that the moment of little Jack's - as the boy was going to be called by his mother - first breath, was also the moment of his father's last.