A/N: Just one of those ideas that won't leave me alone!
"How about Alexandra?" Sam sounded exasperated. They had been debating names for the last month since finding out their baby's gender. "Or Hamlet?" He had been thumbing through the book of names that they had bought, but nothing popped out at him. There had been a few names that reminded them of a difficult case that . They just hadn't found a name they loved yet.
"A little girl named Hamlet?" Jules raised her eyebrows, "Yea, you're not setting her up for a lifetime of teasing." She said sarcastically as she playfully shoved Sam away from her. Sam laughed as he playfully flopped over on the bed.
"Why don't we just wait until she's old enough to choose her own name?" Sam let his head fall back to rest on the pillow. The two of them were cuddled together in the middle of their bed. Sam's hand was resting on top of Jules extended belly. It amazed him how Jules belly had stretched to accommodate the life growing inside of her. The fact that it was a life they had made together astonished him even more.
"That would be a great idea." Jules rolled her eyes. She was beginning to think that they should throw a bunch of names in a hat and choose that way. They handled the toughest situations in the city every day, but they couldn't figure out something as simple as a baby's name. "Why does it have to be so hard! Nothing should be this hard!" Sam groaned in agreement as he pressed a kiss into Jules's head.
"We'll figure it out." Sam pressed a gentle kiss to Jules neck. They were twenty-seven weeks into the pregnancy and everything was going well. Jules had been helping Winnie around headquarters for the past few weeks. It was too dangerous for her to be out in the field now. While it was driving Jules crazy to not be alongside her team, she knew it was for the baby.
"How is it, we make snap second decisions every day at work, but when it comes to choosing a baby's name, we can't make up our mind?" Jules leaned her head back and kissed Sam on the lips. Sam returned the kiss before Jules turned away with a smile, tucking her head into Sam's chest. "Ow shit!" Jules exclaimed, her eyes growing large.
"What's wrong?" Sam carefully rolled Jules over so she was facing him, panic bubbling up in him. "What happened?" He grabbed Jules shoulders to try to get a better look at her. Did he accidentally pinch her or hurt her? They hadn't been out of bed in a few hours.
"God!" Jules grasped her stomach with both arms. "What the hell?" She blinked back the tears that came to her eyes. "Call 911." She said through gritted teeth. The pain was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It felt like a thousand hot bullets were ripping holes in her abdomen. Sam lunged for his phone, his hands shaking as his fingers flew over the three numbers.
"My girlfriend, she, she's pregnant, something's, her stomach." Sam's normally calm exterior melted at the sight of his girlfriend in pain. "Please, help, just, oh God!" He stuttered, barely able to put a sentence together. He could talk down someone about to jump off of a roof, but seeing Jules like this was tearing him apart.
"Sir, help is on the way." The dispatcher was trained to reassure the people on the other end of the calls. She knew to keep her voice soothing to try to calm whoever was on the other end of the phone. "How far along is she?" She already had dispatched paramedics on their way to the location she had retrieved through their phone's GPS system.
"She, uh, twenty-seven weeks!" Sam was stroking Jules's hair, not sure what else to do. Jules grabbed his shirt in her fists, her knuckles flashing white. "Please, please hurry. She needs help right now" Sam threw the phone down on the bed, cradling her head with one hand and her stomach with the other. "Help's on the way." He grabbed the blanket from the end of the bed and tucked it around her. He didn't know what else to do except he kept uttering words of comfort as he tried to figure out how he could help her.
It seemed like centuries before the paramedics were knocking on the door. Sam carefully laid Jules back against the pillows and sprinted to the door, throwing it open and ushering the paramedics back to his bedroom, willing them to move faster. They followed closely behind him, leaving the gurney in the hallway. They tried to ask him a few questions but Sam wasn't sure how to answer them.
"Ma'am, my name is Sadie, I'm a paramedic, can you tell me what happened?" Sadie asked as she climbed onto the bed with Jules and started checking her pupils. She carefully placed an oxygen mask on Jules's face, allowing her to gulp in the lifesaving air. Jules hadn't realized she was gasping for air until the mask was on her face. The second paramedic sat Sam down in the plush chair in the corner closer to the door.
"Sir, I'm Jacob, I'm a paramedic. Can you tell me what happened here?" Jacob probed gently, trying to draw the man's attention away from the woman on the bed. He was obviously distraught and cared for the woman, but they were given basically no details en route and they needed all the information they could get.
"We, uh, we had the day off and just, we were discussing baby names. She, it, I, she just ah, she was-" He motioned to the woman on the bed. "Her name is Julianna Callaghan. She's twenty-seven weeks pregnant with our baby girl. She weighs 140 pounds. She's a member of the SRU." Sam trailed off. He knew he was beginning to ramble.
"Thanks, we're going to prepare to take her to the hospital." Jacob said as he went towards the bed. Sadie had already placed an IV in the crook of Jules's elbow and was wrapping a blood pressure cuff around her upper arm. "You can come with us." Sam nodded as he stood up numbly. Jacob positioned the gurney at the side of the bed. In a fluid motion, Jules was transferred to the gurney and then they were rolling towards the door. Sam ran behind them, flinging the door shut behind him. He hoped that the next time they entered the door, it would be with a healthy Jules walking through it.