Punk stayed awake the full night, checking on Logan and feeding him when needed, also keeping his eye on AJ sleeping on the bed, making winces and moans every time she moved positions on the bed.
Their son had caused a lot of pain towards AJ, but Punk couldn't hold it against him, he was adorable and most importantly it was his first born child, including AJ's. He just wanted to have him and AJ both home and fitting back into life.
"You look so good with him." AJ mumbled over to Punk who was standing up with Logan in his arms.
"He's a cheeky little devil, stubborn to take his bottle earlier…" Punk chuckled, looking down at his son.
"Can I hold him again?" AJ asked timidly, as if it wasn't her own son she was asking to hold.
Punk didn't even reply, he just walked over and placed Logan into his mother's arms. He couldn't bare how out of place AJ was feeling, she'd went through a lot the past two days.
AJ just looked down at her son, he was perfect, the little strands of hair on his head, his eyes identical to his fathers, she already cursed herself upon the little edged smirked mouth he had, just like his father.
Just in a sudden uproar, Logan started crying loudly and Punk saw AJ begin to panic quickly.
"Why is he crying?" AJ asked quickly, looking at Punk for answers.
"Don't look so scared." Punk laughed softly, "He either just wants the rest of his bottle or he needs changed, they don't cry for no reason." Punk said, "Here…" Punk said, passing the half drank bottle of milk to AJ, "Try him."
AJ just took the bottle and held it to Logan's small mouth, watching him latch on and drink the rest, "That's what all that crying was about, huh?" AJ smiled, looking down at her clearly hungry son.
"You feeling any better?" Punk asked AJ as she continued to feed their son in her arms.
"I feel better that I got to sleep, but I'm still uncomfortable." AJ sighed, "I just want out of here…" AJ said.
"So do I. Your mom called when you were sleeping, said she'd come in and see you tonight." Punk smiled, brushing her hair from her face.
"You didn't tell her what happened did you?" AJ asked.
"Yeah. Why?" Punk asked, confused.
"I don't want everyone knowing." AJ said, she didn't need all their friends and family knowing she practically had her body ripped apart because she couldn't deliver the baby on her own.
"AJ, it's your mom. Plus, who the fuck cares? Logan's here and he's healthy, that's all that matters." Punk said.
"Yeah." AJ agreed, "I guess you're right." She admitted, looking down at her son in her arms, his little hand latching on to her finger.
"I'm so proud of you, you know that right, I couldn't have went through all of that. I'm just glad you're both ok." Punk smiled, leaning over and kissing AJ's lips softly, pulling away and kissing their sons soft head, feeling his tiny little hands, reach up to his face.
"You want to go to daddy?" AJ asked in a soft voice, passing Logan up to his father.
Punk gladly took Logan up into his arms, gently placing him back down in the bassinet and sitting down on the armchair beside AJ's bed.
"I didn't expect this to be like this. I thought… I thought I would be fine and be going home with you both the next morning." AJ sighed.
"None of this is your fault, look…" Punk said, turning his head over to Logan, "We got our little boy, nothing else matters. We'll get out of here soon, I promise." Punk smiled, leaning over and cupping her cheeks, tilting her chin up to him and kissing her softly.
AJ knew he was right, the main thing was that they had their darling baby boy, nothing else matters.
As the night tumbled on, AJ's mom came to visit with a present for her new and first grandson, as well as giving her daughter a big hug of comfort and congratulations at the same time.
Punk throughout the night just sat in the corner watching AJ proudly pass her son to her own mother, so proud to now be a mother herself now, he knew she was in pain still, but he could tell how proud and happy she was to be holding her son and looking down on him.
Shortly after AJ's mom figured she'd spent enough time talking and tiring AJ out, she shortly left and let AJ get her sleep, not before a nurse came into check her bloods and make sure she was doing alright.
"When can I get out of here?" AJ asked, getting her blood pressure taken.
"Well, normally with a forceps delivery we like to keep the mother in a week, just for safety reasons, but you seem like your healing pretty well and you look like you'll have some help when you go home…" The nurse said looking over at Punk, "So, maybe tomorrow." She smiled, making AJ smile too. She just wanted to be in her own bed, have Logan sleeping in his own new room, in his crib and she wanted to just get back to normal life now with their new member to their family.
The next day…
AJ couldn't have felt better when she walked through the door to her house, getting licked to death by Diesel and Nacho who was under supervision of the neighbours when they were at the hospital.
Punk carried Logan in, figuring he'd put him straight up into his crib in the nursery when he spotted the two dogs looking up at him, curious to see what was in Punks arms.
"Alright then…" Punk said, walking into the living room with Logan still tucked into his chest, AJ slowly walking behind him since she was still in agony to even walk around and was told by the hospital to be resting at all times.
Punk sat down on the couch and lowered Logan down a little, "Logan… this is Nacho and Diesel." Punk said, looking at the two dogs staring out the tiny little baby in Punks arms.
"Diesel looks like he's going to eat him." AJ laughed standing at the door.
"Me and my boys…" Punk chuckled, patting Diesel and Nacho on the head and standing up off the couch, "On you go up for a lie down. I'll put him down." Punk said, kissing her head.
"Ok. You should go first…" AJ said, both of them at the bottom of the stairs, "I'll take my time." She smiled.
Punk just chuckled, walking on up the stairs with Logan, walking into his new room and placing him down in the crib, watching him make cute little innocent faces as well as normal baby noises, "This is your home." Punk smiled, looking down at little Logan, looking so peaceful and content.
"Phil." AJ spoke from the room door, getting Punks attention right away as he turned around, seeing her standing at the room door.
"You alright?" Punk asked her.
"Yeah." AJ nodded, "Is he ok?" She asked, walking towards the crib and looking down at their son and stroking his cheek softly.
"Does he look ok?" Punk asked her with a smile, he didn't like how uneasy AJ was around Logan, like if she said or done something wrong it would make him disappear, he knew she wanted to be the best mother possible, but he didn't want her feeling so out of place and confused around him.
"Yeah." AJ nodded.
"Well then why did you ask?" He chuckled lightly, "What are you afraid of?" Punk asked her, he didn't expect her to be like this.
"I don't know what to do." AJ shook her head to herself, "He's here and I don't know what to do with him. What if I hurt him? Or I don't know why he's crying…"
"Shh…" Punk soothed, bringing her into his chest and wrapping his arms around her, "C'mon, you have me if you get stuck, but I know… I know you're gonna be a great mother, please… don't worry. Look…" Punk said, looking down at Logan who was peacefully sleeping, his tiny little chest moving up and down, "He's just fine." Punk smiled, kissing AJ's head softly.
"What would I do without you?" AJ said, looking up at him.
"I don't know. What would you do without me?" Punk smiled down at her cheekily.
AJ just smiled up to him, pulling his neck down and kissing him softly, her hands caressing the back of his head while his lay softly around her waist, wanting to be as gentle as he could with her.
"Come lie down with me." AJ asked quietly, pulling away from his lips and looking up at him innocently.
Punk just nodded in agreement, giving a final look down to Logan, smiling at their son finally being here and sleeping in their house. He followed AJ out of the room, turning the light off and closing the door to Logans room, finally him and AJ getting into their own bed.
AJ felt automatically much better from her own home comforts, her own bed, her own covers, Punk lying beside her. It made her feel so much better.
"Love ya." Punk raised his eyebrows with a smile.
"I love ya too." AJ smiled to him, facing him as she lay on her side, him doing the same too.
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