With only a month till the due date, they'd named their little baby girl a few weeks ago. They'd spent hours searching the internet and reading baby names books, hoping a name would pop up at them. Aaron had left the naming to Jackson. Not because he didn't want to involve himself. He'd named their son Freddie so he thought it only fair if Jackson named their girl. Though, it didn't stop him scrunching up his nose at a few choices Jackson had admitted to him, such as Lola, Georgia, Jennifer and Emily. They sounded old, too old. He'd told him they were perfect choices if they wanted their daughter hanging around with Edna and Betty. Jackson had rolled his eyes. It was only a few days later that he came back with a name Aaron liked. It sounded a lot like Aaron's name when Viv said it at the café.

"How about Erin?" Jackson asked as they drank their coffees outside the newly built Dale head. It hadn't taken Jackson long to get the place built again, along with a few of his builder friends.

"Erin?"

"Yeah Erin." Jackson confirmed.

"But it sounds like my name." Aaron told him. He'd just brought their coffees from the café were Viv had once more pronounced his name "Airin."

"Only when Viv says it." Jackson laughed. "She still hasn't mastered your name then."

"No." Aaron scowled. He was fed up of her calling him that, he'd tried to get her to pronounce his name correctly so many times.

"At least she's not calling you Ronnie." Jackson joked. They'd been at the woolpack with Adam when they some how got into a discussion about them getting old. Adam had joked that Aaron could adopt the old man's name of 'ronnie' when he hit fifty. He'd received a fatal look from Aaron all night as Jackson continued to laugh and find it funny. He'd started calling him Ronnie just to wind him up.

"Thought we were talking about Dizzys name." Aaron said trying to advert the conversation back to their unborn daughter. The reason why Aaron had called her Dizzy was all down to Freddie. He'd seen the scan pictures of her and complained that it made him dizzy trying to work out the outline of her in the unclear black and white picture. The name had just stuck from then on.

Jackson laughed. "Well, like I said. I like Erin."

"Erin it is then." Aaron agreed, finished his coffee and standing up from the back of Jackson's work van.

"Hey! What about middle names?" Jackson asked, Freddie had at least two.

"Just throw in our mother's names." Aaron shrugged off as if it were nothing. It made Jackson smile at the gesture. He'd never show it but Aaron was a big softie deep down, he knew how much it would mean to them. "Erin Chastity Hazel Livesy-Walsh."

"I like it." Jackson beamed before muttering under his breath. "Freddie and Erin Livesy-Walsh."

Aaron was eight months gone and bigger than he ever had been when he'd been carrying Freddie. Pearl had told him that with expecting a girl you often were bigger. It was more exhausting as well. He'd packed in work a few weeks ago, unable to get through the back pain and constant tiredness. He'd snapped at Freddie twice in one day the other week and had immediately felt bad. He didn't mean to take it out him. He spent most of his time sitting on the sofa in the lounge as everybody whizzed round him, wearing huge hoodies in the sweltering summer heat. Trust Aaron's luck to be going through the last stages of the pregnancy in august, when the summer heat had reached it's peak.

Jackson had just been to collect Freddie from a pool party at one of his friend's houses. An excited Freddie had ran straight into the lounge and launched himself on top of Aaron. Nobody had told Freddie that Aaron was carrying his little inside of him, he was expecting her to arrive like they said. Just appear one day.

"Woah Freddie, watch it." Aaron sighed as he carefully moved Freddie off of him.

Freddie looked up at him a little hurt. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing's wrong." Aaron told him with a smile to assure.

"Then why are you off work and lying on the sofa." Freddie said. He wasn't stupid, he was six now and seemed to have matured a lot. He reminded him of Noah when he was his age. At fifteen he was long past the stage.

Aaron looked at Jackson. 'need a little help here' he screamed out in his head.

"Because. . . daddy's a little tired. That's all." Jackson explained.

"Oh." Freddie said simply before launching himself off the sofa and about to grab his Ds that he got for his birthday a few months back.

"You can play with that later!" Jackson told Freddie. "Bath and dinner and then Ds."

"Dad!" Freddie whailed.

"Now. . ." Jackson warned with a sigh.

With one of Aaron's glares Freddie stormed upstairs to the bath Jackson had waiting for him.

"He's getting more and more like you!" Jackson teased as he sat himself down next to Aaron.

"That's a gift." Aaron smirked.

"Let's just hope little Dizzy inherits some of my traits eh?" Jackson joked. "I just pray to god she doesn't get your chavy dress sense. What are the chances of having two children with my stylish-."

"Hey!" Aaron exclaimed mocking hurt the days had long gone when he tucked his trackies into his socks!

"Suppose you're getting better." Jackson teased as he looked his boyfriend up and down. He was back to wear trackies again, only because there weren't a pair of jeans that fitted around the bump that was now Aaron's stomach. He'd gone back to hiding it with huge hoodies again, but Jackson could forgive him, as long as binned them as soon as he gave birth.

"Watch it . . ." Aaron growled lovingly before Jackson captured him in a kiss.

A/N – Oh my god, I'm on a roll today with this fanfic! Third update of the day! Hope you enjoy, tell me what you think! And thank you Clerky for the lovely review, I did hope Baby blue would focus more on the emotional side than the physical.