Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own the TBs or the Tracys.
A/N: As with any suggestions given to me, I try to remember to give credit to that person. This story needs to be credited to Ambernine since she mentioned it in a review for "Brotherly Interactions".-sam1
Fondest Memories
Scott Carpenter Tracy
I must have looked ridiculous as I rushed about trying to get dressed. In my defense, I had a good reason and that was the beautiful woman who was watching me while she breathed through another contraction. As always, she was calm and patient while I finally managed to pull my jeans on.
"Jeff, slow down, our doctor said that it will take longer for a first baby to be born," Lucy told me. Smiling sheepishly, I pulled my t-shirt over my head only to hear her soft laugh. "It's inside out and backwards." Rolling my eyes, I quickly put it on correctly and then put my sneakers on. I grabbed her hand and suitcase before we were finally ready for the short trip to the hospital. I'd already mapped out the best and fastest way to get there. After hours of breathing through contractions with her as well as a brief period of being called everything but my name, our firstborn son took his first breath and let us know exactly what he thought of the harsh lights and cooler temperature.
"Congratulations," the doctor said. When she was finished with whatever she had to do, she quietly left the room. The nurse followed as soon as she had finished with swaddling my son and handed him carefully to Lucy. When he was safely nestled against her, she unbuttoned her nightshirt and smiled as he nuzzled her breast for a few moments before latching on. That's when it really hit me and I sank down onto the chair next to Lucy's bed.
"Dear God, I'm a father," I muttered, unaware that Lucy heard me.
"And you'll be a great one, Jeff," she said, softly. A soft smile played on her beautiful lips and her eyes though exhausted were sparkling in happiness. "I think he's done for a while so come and get acquainted with our son." Awkwardly, I took him from her arms and tried to remember everything that I'd read and heard about holding a newborn baby. Gazing down at my baby boy, I was surprised to see him staring intently at me. A sudden and fierce desire and overwhelming need to protect him flooded my body and soul. Aside from the love I felt for Lucy nothing had ever come close to what I was feeling now.
"Scott Carpenter Tracy, I'll do everything to protect you," I whispered. "You'll grow up knowing the love and loyalty of family. You'll be spoiled beyond belief by your grandparents with knowledge and love. But even that will pale with what your mommy and I will give you. I love you, Son." His eyes widened a bit as if he understood what I was saying before they gently fluttered closed and he brought his tiny hand to his mouth and suckled on it. A small sniffle caught my attention and I looked over at my Lucy and saw the tears streaming down her face. Leaning next to her, we stared at the most precious gift we had ever had.