A/N: Just a short wrap-up to Jay and Hailey realizing they've found their future in parenting within each other :) Hope you enjoy!

Hailey's staring at the guest bedroom of their new apartment and has a huge distaste for it. She can't quite figure out why, but she never liked it. They'd moved in two months before, and every damn day she thought about how much she hated the guest room.

Perhaps it's the small stack of boxes still in the corner. One has ARMY scrawled across the side. She hasn't dared look in it without Jay's permission; he only opened it two times since they moved in to her knowledge: the day he grabbed out pictures to show Knox and the day he placed those pictures back in the box. While they'd talked about his time overseas, he still didn't completely open up to her and she respected that - it was a time in his life that he didn't particularly enjoy remembering and she could completely relate.

Which brought her to the box she had lovingly labeled "school crap." It was under Jay's box and was filled with a couple yearbooks, random pictures, and some awards she'd managed to save over the years. Most of it was from high school when she was really starting the rough patch with her parents - they weren't memories worth dwelling on.

The last box was just filled with some of her hoodies and winter coat. There was nothing wrong with them, she just didn't want to imagine the snow yet and it was easier to pretend they didn't exist.

Perhaps she didn't like the room because it had defaulted to a guest room. Jay had his mattress and bed and instead of throwing them out or donating them, it made sense to set it up in the third room. There was nothing wrong with his stuff, her mattress was just newer, so hers went in the primary room.

Perhaps it was the plain white walls. It was unnecessarily stark compared to the rest of their apartment. Everywhere else, from the bathrooms to the office to the kitchen, they'd hung up pictures, paintings, and even some posters to make it feel like home. This room was plain and boring.

It had been stupid to set up a guest room. They didn't have guests. Neither of them had parents to come stay the night and the one time they'd had to watch Makayla, they stayed with her at Kim's apartment, not their own. It seemed like a waste of space to set it up for people that may or may not ever sleep over.

Hailey breathed in and ran a hand through her hair as she continued to stare at the room.

If they didn't need a guest room and already had an office space, there really was just one other option for it.

Jay stepped out of their room while pulling a sweatshirt on, "Hey, what're you up to?"

Hailey shrugged and continued to frown at the guest room.

"You okay?" Jay asked. He stepped over to wrap his arms around her from behind.

Hailey tried not to focus on the way his hands rested on her stomach. "I'm fine," she said quietly.

Jay rested his chin on her head and whispered, "Hailey."

She closed her eyes. He didn't need to speak for her to know what he was thinking: she was hurting and he had asked that when she was hurting, she looked to him for help, not just for an escape.

This wasn't even as big as murder or secrets at work, but it still seemed liked a big step to even bring up kids. Then again, they were getting married and planning a life together; they should talk about what that life will look like at some point.

"I hate this room," she finally said.

Jay straightened up, "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Hailey stated.

Jay turned her to face him then raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

Hailey sighed, "It…it's an awful room and I feel like it's a waste of space right now."

"And what would make it better?" Jay asked.

Hailey shrugged again and glanced into the room, "Just seems silly to have a guest room with no guests."

Jay's hand lightly slid over her arm before slipping into her fingers, "Who do you see in there?"

Hailey looked up to meet his gaze and, again, she could read him like a book. There was this glint in his eyes and a smile tugging at his lips that told her he knew who could be in that room. Maybe not tomorrow or even in nine months…but maybe two years? Three? One if something like fate happened?

But instead of answering outright and risking possible embarrassment and disappointment, Hailey asked, "Have you thought about kids?"

Jay's smile slowly began to spread and he nodded, "I have."

A weight seemed to be lifted from her shoulders and Hailey let out a sigh of relief, "Yeah?"

Jay nodded again. He gently tugged her hand and led her into the guest room to sit on the bed. Tucking his foot under his leg, he said, "Yeah, I've thought about it for a while actually, ever since we met that girl, Becca. I was standing there and you were talking to her and I realized that I could be a parent with you because I just knew you were going to be an incredible mom. If I could do it with anyone, I could do it with you."

Hailey's eyes widened, "That was a while ago."

Jay laughed and looked down at his hands, "Yeah. I…I actually started thinking about it even before that, but things didn't work out. This last time, though, that time felt right."

Hailey smiled and reached over to link her pointer finger with his, "I've thought of it too."

Jay glanced up, "For how long? Make me feel better about myself."

Hailey laughed as she scooted closer to her, "I've known for a while now actually, ever since I watched you help Makayla across the monkey bars, and the crazy thing is that it's stuck – that ever since that moment, I've known that I want to have a baby with you. Before that, I did…dabble in the thought of kids with you, but we weren't together and I did a dumb thing or two and it didn't feel right. Now, it feels right."

"It does, doesn't it?" Jay looked around the room, "We're in our own place that we both own and there are two extra bedrooms."

"Technically, one's an office," Hailey teased softly.

Jay chuckled, "Yeah, I guess it is, but still, it has a closet."

Hailey nodded and rested her hands on his knees. She took a deep breath and decided it was her turn for the deeper questions even if just one word came out:
"When?"

"Oh," Jay shook his head, "I don't know. A few years? We're not married yet and I do want to give you that wedding first."

Hailey bit her lip over a smile, "You really are set on a big wedding, huh?"

"Well, not a ton of people," Jay said, "But I want all the people that are important to use there and I want everyone to hear that I love you and plan on loving you for the rest of my life."

Hailey let her smile spread before leaning over to kiss him softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Jay said against her lips.

Hailey pushed up onto her knees and breathed in, "You make me excited to have a future and to have a family." She brushed her fingers along the side of Jay's face, "I don't know if I'll ever know exactly what to do as a mom, but I really do think I can do it with you."

Jay smiled, but still shook his head, "I disagree. I think you will know what to do."

Hailey's eyebrows moved up slightly, "You do?"

Jay nodded, but hesitated before saying, "I think you know exactly what a child needs because of your past. I personally feel like that's what I'll fall back on - as long as I'm supporting my kid and loving him or her in ways my dad never did, then I'll know I'm doing the right thing. Do you think that makes sense or is it dumb?"

Hailey shook her head, "Not dumb at all. I know what you mean and…I think you're right. I understand what you're saying." She sighed and stared down at her hands, "I would love that baby with all my heart."

"I know you would," Jay brushed her hair behind her ear.

"And you," Hailey looked up, "You'd love them too. You're going to be the most amazing dad. You are so supportive."

Jay's cheeks flushed slightly and he held back a smile, "Thank you."

Hailey placed her hands on either side of his neck, "If I could choose anyone to be a parent with, I'd choose you every day."

"And I'd choose you," Jay said softly.

Hailey smiled and kissed him. She pressed her weight into him until they both fell back into Jay's old mattress. With Jay's fingers in her hair and Hailey's legs around his middle, they easily shifted into the simple rhythm of them.

Two years later, the once bare white walls are filled with prints of baby jungle animals. There's a dark green rug in the middle of the room with a wooden crib off to the side. Where the stack of boxes once sat, a stuffed giraffe looks out over the room.

Hailey walked into the room with her son sleeping on her chest. His small hand was tangled in his hair where it'd automatically go every time she picked him up the last four days his life. She slowly sat down on the rocker and breathed, "Oh, baby boy."

Her son made a soft noise, but quieted down the second Hailey's fingers brushed over his soft brown hair. He didn't have much, but it was clear he was taking after Jay. With his fair skin and tinted green eyes, he didn't look Greek in the least, and Hailey was okay with that - in fact, she thought it was funny.

It wasn't that she didn't love her heritage, it was her idea to give him a Greek middle name even if Jay was the one to choose it in the end, but rather that she wanted her son to be like Jay. She didn't want her father to have any sort of claim over the one thing Hailey loved most in the world.

Somehow, fate had its way and Hailey's birth control failed soon after their wedding. She had been terrified at first having wanted to wait a couple more years before becoming a mom, but Jay reassured her and reminded her of her strengths all while proving he'd be an amazing father himself.

Jackson Leander Halstead may not have been planned, but he was both Jay and Hailey's pride and joy. Just four days old, he already proved that there was good in the world.

"There's my lion cub," Jay said as he entered the nursery with a smile on his face.

Hailey laughed softly, "Did I wake you?"

"No, not at all," Jay shook his head and sat on the footstool in front of her.

Hailey nodded and patted Jackson's back, "I saw he was moving around, so I thought we'd come hang out in here."

"How're you feeling?" Jay asked.

"Um," Hailey let out a breath, "Still uncomfortable, but I'm okay."

"If you need anything-"

"I know," Hailey smiled. Too scared to hold him with just one hand, she wiggled her fingers on Jackson's back as a reach toward Jay. In return, he smiled back and placed his hand on top of hers.

He watches her for a moment then glanced around the room and asked, "Much better than the old guest room, isn't it?"

Hailey laughed softly, "I'd say. I love it in here. It's calm."

Jay nodded and lightly drummed his fingers over Jackson's back, "What do you think, Jax? Do you like it?"

"Bud, Jax, lion cub, little dude…you have lots of nicknames for this guy and he's not even a week old," Hailey teased.

Jay chuckled, "Just trying to find one that sticks."

Hailey smiled and rested her head back, "I like it. They're all strong options, just like him."

"Yeah," Jay whispered, "And like you."

Hailey blushed and turned her gaze back down to Jackson. She pressed her lips to the top of his head then closed her eyes.

In that moment, she knew she'd made the right choice in choosing Jay. Not only did he clearly love being a father, but he helped her love being a mother. He made parenting fun. There were already stressful moments usually caused by hunger or lack of sleep, and yet she didn't mind them - seeing Jay with Jackson was enough to keep her heart warm and beating well into the future.

Across from her, Jay felt the same way: Hailey may have been nervous about becoming a mother, but she accepted the role with grace. He'd never seen her more beautiful than the moment she first held their son in her arms. Her hair had been plastered to her forehead, tears were streaming down her flushed cheeks, and her hands were still shaking, but she'd immediately softened and cooed at their son telling him how wonderful and loved he was. Jay vowed to protect and love them both forever as he watched the two of them together.

Being a parent only became a real possibility when Jay and Hailey found each other. All of their dreams finally became true the second that little boy made his entrance into the world.

It was the perfect start to their promise of forever.