Title: Welcome Home
Location: Washington D.C Veterans Memorial Hospital
Date: 7/23/2018
P O V: Dalton
"Oh my god! I can't I can't it hurts! Make it stop!"
Jaz's screams filled the room as I squeezed her hand her face was contracted in pain as her back arched she had been in labor for over ten hours now, her face was redder than a tomato in a hot summer sun patch, her throat dry from screaming lips cracked, bleeding. She had oxygen by her because she was having issues breathing from the stress on her body.
I can see how exhausted she is how she is trying so hard to keep going so she can delivery vaginally and not have a C-section it's wearing her out though and she's only a few centimeters dilated. I help what little I can massaging her shoulders, feet neck, giving her ice chips wiping her face, neck clearing the sweat off cooling her off.
She's crying in pain tears just streaking her beautiful face faster than McGuire or I can wipe off, Amir had already passed out once when he saw blood pour out from her legs so he was now off to the waiting room with our families. Patricia had gone to get the nurse to give her more medication, which had just been injected into her spine.
"God it fucking hurts!"
"Well sweetheart child birth ain't suppose to be easy you are giving birth to a human being, when my son was born he weighed over ten pounds image pushing that out between your legs Jaz"
Patricia's eyes take on a far away look as she remembers that day I offer her a smile not wanting to take my hand out of Jaz's. I'm nervous excited slightly scared, soon I will officially be somebody's daddy, I will have the weight of being responsible for helping to mold guide and support another human being. I will feel their tiny fingers wrapped around mine, hear their shallow breathing, I know I will cry, it's okay though it will be tears of joy because when I look at that tiny perfect wrinkled face I will see my son or daughter, I will see a beautiful combination of mama and daddy.
Another three hours pass Jaz has vomited twice she's barely able to pick her head up so I help her sit up as another contraction hits her hard.
"Push Jaz 1..2..3 I can see the head Jaz! Push hard!"
Patricia is holding Jaz's right leg up in the air helping the nurses, doctor she is looking Jaz straight in her eyes I know that look, it means business.
"Sargent Khan you can do this you may not be on active duty but you have the strength of a thousand soldiers, remember how hard boot camp was 92 hours of grueling back breaking runs carrying 50 and more pounds on your back, not eating for days not sleeping for weeks, in heat as high as 103 degrees cold as low as below 0, nothing will ever compare to that so grit your teeth soldier and complete your mission because this is getting awkward I have seen more of your body than Dalton"
AH~~~~~ Jaz's scream carried out as she pushed again I saw a rush of liquid mixed with blood as everyone scrambled, suddenly the little head popped out "Push baby you can do this push one more push our little one is here" "Dear God Adam your never getting any again!"
I laughed as she pushed again screaming squeezing my hand so hard I felt a few bones crush. Patricia's hands flew as she caught the baby seconds later a wail filled the air. I was speechless as I watched her cradled this tiny baby, my baby. The staff came over taking the baby to check my baby over, Jaz fell back against the bed so exhausted her eyes closed she was gasping, yet she's never looked more beautiful to me, I leaned over kissing her as she brought me closer holding her.
"You did it sweetheart you did it you gave birth to our beautiful child we came full circle Jaz
Welcome Home Mrs. Jasmine Dalton"
"Are we bringing home a daughter Adam or a son?"
"Patricia is our baby okay? Is it a boy or a girl?"
"Adam, Jaz Welcome Home your beautiful new perfect seven pounds and four ounces baby…
A/N Thank you to everyone who reviewed favored and took the time to read this labor of love. I left the gender open for all of you to imagine, since I'm sure everyone has their own feelings as to what they'd want Jaz and Adam to have.
My little Holiday Present to all my lovelies who took the time to read, review and favorite or follow I appreciate it all so much. Hopefully you all love this ending I wanted it to be as realistic as possible to show what our soldiers give up so we can live free. Not every Soldier dies some come home with scars will never see. They have to learn to adapt to a whole new normal.
Only a few more weeks till The Brave Returns on NBC who is excited? Happy Holidays to everyone, I hope you are all safe, happy rested and get everything you want or need. Please remember to thank the men, women who services us everyday FD, PD, Soldiers, Paramedics they are true hero's.
My next story will be about what inspired each of the Special Ops 7 force members to join the military, it will be about 911. I am thinking of calling it Army Inspirations. Once again Happy Holidays I wish you all peace, joy and love.
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