A/N: I REALLY need to thank everybody that has ever supported me! For putting me on your Favorite Author's lists, and the other lists, and omigod I love you so much! All of you!

For the new readers: Hiyah! How're you doing? I need to warn you that my stories are always just a bit too much full of fluff. That's a bad habit, so to say, I can't stop doing it :D.

So! This is my newest story! Jisbon + child(ren)! This can be a sequel to almost all of my stories :D. I wasn't really sure about posting this one, but hey, why not, right? :D

For this story, though, it's important to keep in mind that Red John is already taken care of. He doesn't chase Jane anymore, he's dead, okay? I didn't want Red John in this story, I hate the man and he doesn't deserve to be part of Jane and Lisbon's happiness :D.

Also, this story is AU, or a Future-Fic, depends on how bad you ship them. I ship them bad, so for me, this is a Future-Fic :D.

Oh, and Jane and Lisbon aren't married yet. Don't ask me why. But remember, I said YET. :D

Anything more? Oh, this story is going to have LOTS of chapters, unless people don't want to read this anymore, then I'll quit. Each chapter is one year later, so Jane and Lisbon and their child(ren) age slowly :D.

Anyways, on with the story!

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, and I don't make money with my stories. If only I did...

'Newborn'

"Jane, we should really get a name for her," Lisbon said, as they walked into her apartment.

Their new home was almost done. Lisbon could just pull Jane's hair out because he pushed everything in front of him. All he did all day the last few weeks was laying on his couch in the bullpen or in her apartment while he could've easily finished their house.

But no. She should have hired a builder. Jane could just continue being the lazy ass he had always been and the builder could make their house into the palace Lisbon craved for. Especially now that the baby was born.

He just looked at her, and then at the little girl in the carry cot she was carrying.

"I still think Samantha fits perfectly," he said, and she rolled her eyes. The entire drive back to her apartment from the hospital had been spent bickering about a name for the girl.

The hospital had claimed they needed to give a name for the official documents. But Lisbon didn't want to name her daughter in a hasty spur of the moment, regretting it later.

She sat down. The birth had tired her so much that standing for long periods of time was difficult. Her gynecologist told her that was because of Lisbon's age: the older the woman gets, the more effort it will take to actually give birth, since the body isn't really meant to do these things anymore.

"Could you please be reasonable for once? I've put up with you for the past few weeks. I tried it, Jane. But you told me the house would be ready when the baby was born. And is it ready?" she asked, though it was a rhetorical question.

He shrugged, and sat down beside Lisbon, leaning over her to look at the baby.

"She has your eyes," he whispered, and she rolled her eyes.

"We both have green eyes, Jane, our eyes are the same," she said, and he smiled a bit.

"Yes, but yours are more beautiful," he whispered, and placed a small kiss on her lips.

"Is there any chance in her getting the names Emma Joy?" she tried. He smiled, but shook his head.

"I'm afraid not, Lisbon," he said, and she pouted.

"Really?"

"Don't go there, Teresa, you know I can't resist your pouting," he said, and she smiled. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"We can play a game. We both call her by the name we want her to have and see to which name she reacts," he said, and she rolled her eyes. But then she saw he was serious, and sighed.
"Fine," she said, grabbed the carry cot and placed it between the two of them.

Lisbon started first, brushing the girl's face.

"Hey, Emma," she whispered, but the girl's eyes stayed closed. Jane suppressed a chuckle.

"Nothing's lost," she said, and he smiled.

His turn. He didn't touch her, only look at her. She was such a miracle. He had never really understood that two people could create this. First with Angela, creating the beautiful Charlotte. But this girl... This girl was so much more than Charlotte. She had already stolen his heart.

"Samantha," he whispered, and her eyes slowly opened. Both gasped.

The girl looked into Jane's eyes, her eyes big in wonder and admiration and Jane immediately got tears in his eyes.

"Hey there, beautiful," he whispered. Lisbon grabbed Jane's hand, and he looked up at her.

"I love you, Jane," she whispered, and he nodded. He squeezed her hand.

"I love you too," he replied, and leant over the carry cot to kiss Lisbon.

"And this time you win. But you'd better watch out," she whispered through sweet kisses.

He chuckled, and pulled back.

"Sure," he said, and looked down at the little girl, ready to fall asleep again.

"So it's Samantha Jolie? People will probably abbreviate Samantha down to Sam, which will fit her if she's like you. And Jolie is French for pretty. If she'll become like you, that will fit too," he said, and she smiled.

"And if she becomes like you, it won't. What then?" she teased. He gently hit her arm.

"Stop saying I'm not pretty. I am pretty, or else you wouldn't have started this with me," he said, and she sighed.

"I know," she said, and looked at Samantha.

"Let's get to bed, shall we?"

-YulianaHenderson-

"Lisbon, just come here, will you?" Jane exclaimed. They had put a bassinet in the spare room. Jane had told her that it was best.

Lisbon had really wanted her in their room, but since Jane knew somehow how to adapt to his because he had experience with it, she had stopped complaining about it and just complied to his will.

She sighed, and kissed Samantha's forehead.

"Good night Sweetie," she whispered, and left the room.

Lisbon joined Jane on the bed.

"So, how does our new mummy feel?" Jane asked. Lisbon smiled, and snuggled up against him.

"Wonderful," she whispered, and he kissed her on the head.

"Great," he said, and she smiled again.

"Why is that great?"

"Because."

"Because is not a reason," she replied, and Jane rolled his eyes.

"Just go to sleep," he said, and she sighed. She closed her eyes, and moved impossibly closer to him.

Jane was almost sleeping, when Lisbon asked him one final question, "This is not a dream, right? You and Samantha are still here when I wake up, right?"

Jane opened his eyes, and looked down at her. He then captured her lips into a passionate kiss.

His hand wandered over her now empty tummy. He hoped it didn't stay empty for long.

When he pulled back, he cupped her face.

"I will be here, always. Because you are a part of me, and Samantha is too now. And don't worry about taking care of her: I don't mind at all to clean diapers."

She chuckled.

"Great. Because I want to sleep in tomorrow. I'm tired to the bones," she stated, and he smiled.

"No problem, Your Majesty."

A/N: So? What's your opinion about it? I really want to know what you think about this one!

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