A/N: Wow, this is my longest story to date...i never thought i'd write so much! lol, anyway, This is the last chapter so i hope you all enjoy. Reviews would be wonderful!
"Alright, so let me get this straight Lupo. Beverly Barlow time traveled from the future to try and frame you and other prominent members of the town for breaking time travel protocol and get you sanctioned. In order to frame you for this, she brought your…children from seventeen years in the future as evidence," the general summed up what took about three hours of explanation in the span of two minutes.
"That's the gist of it. If you don't believe she's Barlow then check for the three bullet wounds I gave her last month," Jo said.
"Well its four now. Dr. Blake is still trying to get the bullet out from that woman's shoulder blade. It was a nice shot Lupo," Mansfield commented. The woman next to me just nodded, but I could see the small smile on her face.
"Hey Uncle Rob, are Mom and Dad going to get in trouble?" Joey asked, finally speaking up from where he sat next to Jo. The general seemed startled for a moment, probably not used to being addressed like that.
"Uncle Rob?" he questioned, looking at the kids.
"Yeah, to us you're Uncle Rob and you're also our brother's godfather," Will said from where he was perched on Fargo's desk. Mansfield turned and scrutinized the sixteen year old for a moment before nodding.
"How many of you kids are there anyway?" he asked.
"Six, Will, Carter, Izzy, Joey and me, and then Jennie," Cat listed in a sing song voice.
"Sir, getting back on point, what's going to be done now?" Jo asked. Everyone in the room seemed tense as the general paced around the office, thinking.
"Well, seeing as Barlow caused this whole mess she'll be sanctioned. As for the kids, well, Donovan, I assume you can figure out how to send them back. I see no reason why they should get in trouble when they're not even born yet," Mansfield said finally, a smile on his face when Joey and Cat jumped up and started singing "the old hag is gone". As everyone in the room relaxed and started talking about what was going to happen next, the general came over to where Jo and I stood.
"Lupo, I probably will never understand what you see in a felon like Donovan, especially to have six children with the man, but judging by those kids there, you two are great parents. Just keep him and his kids out of trouble," he said, a smirk on his face when he caught my shocked expression. With a nod to both of us, he went and sat next to Joey who started asking about the general's early days in the military.
"Did Mansfield just approve our relationship?" I asked, still trying to process that the man actually complimented me. My girlfriend smiled and gave me a quick kiss, leaning into my side.
"Yeah, I think he did. Are you in shock now?" she joked.
"I might be, yeah," I chuckled.
"Well get over it. He's going to be 'Uncle Rob' to our kids after all," she smirked. I just rolled me eyes, waiting for people to start settling down to discuss sending the kids back.
Ten months later
"Zane, I'm going to kill you," Jo growled through clenched teeth as she attempted to break the bones in my hand.
"I know Jojo, I know," I sighed, trying not to think of the pain she was causing. I swear her wedding band had already cut through my skin if the stone from my grandmother's ring hadn't already.
"Just one more push Jo, almost there," Allison piped up, probably trying for a distraction.
"If I knew childbirth would be this painful I wouldn't have complained about all those injuries I got in the Rangers," she groaned.
"Jo, I highly doubt you can compare a bullet wound to giving birth. Remember when you got thatBrowning Aviation bullet in your chest a while back? Wasn't that worse than this?" Zoe put in her two cents. Honestly, I was surprised when Jo had agreed to let pre-med student little Carter assist Allison when she asked, but then again, the two of them were close and Zoe had used the 'it'll help me gain experience in my studies" excuse. Of course, I really wasn't thinking about that now. Instead I was wondering how much physical therapy I might need for my hand if Jo had actually broken it.
"Almost there…and good!" Allison said as I heard the shrieks that only a newborn could produce. There was a flurry of movement as the kid was cleaned off and bundled up and Jo and I were just grinning at each other as I brushed stray pieces of hair out of her face.
"I love you Jojo," I told her quietly before a grinning Zoe walked up to us and handed me a small blue bundle.
"He'll look just like you Zane," was all she said before leaving us alone to have our family moment.
"You're so small William," my wife whispered as I sat next to her on the bed so we could both see the small face poking out of the blanket. She gently stroked the top of his head and the small bit of dark hair that he had before tracing his small nose, pulling back when he scrunched his face and opened his eyes to stare at us with his blue gaze. Even if I hadn't seen the sixteen year old version of him, there still wouldn't be a doubt in anyone's mind that he would turn out to look exactly like me.
"He'll get big real fast," I commented.
"He sure will. Why don't you go out into the waiting room and let everyone else see him. Your mom must be going crazy out there," she said, nudging me off the bed. With another small smile I walked out to where everyone else was, my son carefully cradled in my arms.
"Welcome to the family Will," I murmured just before the two of us were bombarded with cooing family members and fawning friends.