Hey everyone. This is my first "The Last Song" Fic. I just finished reading it(in less than 24 hours, never have I done that with a book) and while I was on a walk this idea came to mind. So I hope you enjoy =) sorry if its short. I tried to make it longer.
"WILLIAM TYLER BLAKELEE I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" 25 year old Ronnie Miller-Blakelee screamed as she squeezed her husband's hand tight. On the other side of Ronnie was her mother whose hand was also getting squeezed.
"I'm sorry; I promise you'll never have to do this again." Will said as Ronnie squeezed his hand.
"Okay Ronnie just one more push." The doctor told her. Ronnie groaned and began pushing again, squeezing the life out of Will and her mother's hands
"1…2….3….4….5….6…7…8…9…10" the doctor counted as Ronnie's head crashed onto the pillow and a baby's cries filled the room.
"It's a boy!" the doctor announced as she placed the baby on Ronnie's chest and cleaned him up. After being weighed and wrapped up in a blanket the baby boy was brought over to his parents.
"He's gorgeous." Ronnie said admiring her new son. After being brought out of the delivery room and into a hospital room Will left to get some coffee, the last 19 hours of Ronnie's labour leaving him sleep deprived, so now it was just Ronnie and her mother.
"You did great honey." Kim told her.
"He's beautiful."
" I know, Susan showed me Will's baby pictures and besides my hair he looks totally like him" Ronnie said. Despite having a rough start Ronnie and Will's mom Samantha had started getting along very well over the last few years. But they were stuck in North Carolina so they couldn't make it to New York for the birth of their 4th grandchild.(Megan and her Daniel had 3 kids, twins named Alexis and Mikayla, and a little boy, Jayden) A few minutes later Will returned and Kim left to let the new family have some time alone.
"How is he?" Will asked as Ronnie handed the little boy over to his dad.
"Good. He's still breathing don't worry." Ronnie teased. Will just jokingly rolled his eyes at his wife.
"You know, he totally looks like you." Ronnie told Will.
"I don't know I think he looks like you." Will said.
"Please, your mom showed me your baby pictures a while ago. Its like looking in a mirror" Ronnie informed him.
"Okay, okay you win." Will said, admitting defeat. Ronnie just laughed.
"We never did pick a name did we?" Ronnie asked. They had chosen a few names they liked but never decided on what was the final name. Will shook his head.
"Well I though of one but I wanted to run it bye you first." Ronnie told him.
"Okay, what were you thinking?" Will asked.
"Steven Michael. Steven after dad and Michael after your brother." Ronnie said. The name had been playing in her head for a while and after he was born Ronnie knew that Steven Michael had to be his name.
"It's perfect." Will smiled.
"I knew you'd like it." Ronnie told him. A few hours later Ronnie was asleep and Will was holding baby Steven. He looked down at the little baby in his arms and it was still surreal to him that he now had a son. After putting Steven in his glass bassinet Will took a picture with his cell phone and sent it to his parents and family friends along with a message:
IT'S A BOY! Please welcome our new son Steven Michael Blakelee. He was born at 6:48pm weighing 8lbs 2 oz and 19 inches long. More pictures coming soon.
After sending the picture Will closed his phone and gave Ronnie and Steven a kiss before heading home for the night. Although Will promised Ronnie she would never have to go through the pain of labour again, they went on to have a daughter named Caitlin Grace 2 years later, and a year after Caitlin was born, they had another boy named Trenton Carter.
So there you have it. My first "The Last Song" Fic. How'd I do?