Game of Thrones: Bundles of Joy
Chapter 9 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 9
Bran smiled lightly as he sat with Meera, they were in their new apartment, settling in. Everything had finally been sorted, the apartment was ready, the nursery set up, they were happier than ever. They were just waiting, waiting for the one important moment, for Meera was due any day now.
Sure enough it happened, just as they were talking, one minute they had been about to discuss a name for her son, the next Meera yelped and Bran leapt to his feet.
"Meera!"
She grimaced and nodded, answering his silent question. "Bran, I..."
He helped her up. "Alright, just hold on, hold on...I've got you."
He was doing his best to stay calm, but it wasn't easy, he quickly escorted Meera out to his car and began to drive her to the hospital. Bran bit his lip, glancing at Meera briefly before focusing on the road again. She was fighting to keep her breathing normal and biting back cries of pain.
His thoughts raced as he drove. 'She'll probably remember Erold; I mean, he is the baby's father...I just hope he's looking down on them and giving Meera the strength she needs...That's what we all must do.'
He had to admit, at first he had been kinda jealous of Erold, even though the man was dead. He felt awful about it. Thankfully he was able to overcome it, especially as there were bigger things that required his attention, such as right now for instance.
Before long they finally arrived at the hospital and Meera was rushed through to the maternity ward, Bran quickly called his parents and Meera's and headed through to wait. He wasn't sure how much time passed, he was too focused on Meera, he wanted to help her but felt he'd just be a hindrance and in the way.
It was shortly afterwards that his family arrived, along with Meera's, they were all eager to greet the baby when it arrived. Jyana and Catelyn immediately headed through to help Meera; meanwhile the others joined Bran.
"You okay Bran, you look rather pale." Arya queried.
He nodded. "I'm fine, just can't believe it's finally reached this point."
Arya laughed. "I know the feeling, I'll bet Meera does too."
As she said that she smiled at Alyssa, currently sitting in Gendry's lap.
"Honestly." Arya muttered good naturedly. "She's such a daddy's girl."
Bran laughed at that, it was good that everybody was here, to know they were here for Meera actually helped Bran focus. He was calmer now and more certain than ever that things would turn out alright.
It was many hours later, many hours filled with equal parts tension and anticipation, but Meera had finally given birth. Bran and the others entered and crowed around the bed. She was tired, covered in sweat, but smiling widely, she grinned as she cradled her new-born son in her arms.
The boy was slightly smaller than average, with brown fuzz crowning his head, he had dark brown eyes, likely from his father, but his facial features, such as the shape of his nose and the curve of his cheek were identical to Meera's.
"He's so cute." Sansa gushed.
Meera grinned and then, finally Bran asked. "What's his name?"
Meera replied instantly. "Eric."
Bran nodded; it was a good name, suited the boy well. Meera was beaming with pride, after so long, she had done. She was now a mother.
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