T/M for swear words
*it hurts like hell
Sorry, I was alerted that chapters 9 and 10 are the same by a reader pervychan1. Here's the right chapter 9.
It was now May 13th at noon, Esme was due to give birth any day now. She could hardly wait to meet her daughter. Suddenly, she felt the beginning of labor right after her water broke.
"Esme, dear. I'm pretty sure you're in labor,"' Molly told her calmly.
She gritted her teeth and cursed in Gaelic. "Definitely, Molly. It hurts cosúil le ifreann."
The Weasley matriarch immediately jumped into action, she wrote a quick note to Arthur or whoever came home and they apparated to 's. Molly signed her in and Esme was escorted towards a room. Molly followed her.
"This hurts so much," she whimpered.
Molly comforted her. "I know it does, dear."
A few hours later, Charlie walked in surprising Esme but Molly wasn't too shocked since she had asked him to be here.
"Dad's in the waiting room," Charlie told his mum.
Molly nodded and left the room to greet her husband leaving Esme and her second oldest alone. She knew Esme was in capable hands despite what she might think.
Esme groaned in pain as she suffered through another rough contraction as Charlie sat next to her and took her hand.
"I can handle this, Charlie," Esme said dropping his calloused hand.
"Being stubborn again, Esme," he chuckled taking her hand again.
She groaned as another contraction hit. Charlie wiped her sweaty forehead and checked the clock. She's been in labor just over twelve hours.
"It's time to push, Miss Abrams," the healer instructed.
"Feck!" she swore clutching Charlie's hand.
"I know it hurts, just give me a few more pushes," the healer instructed.
Esme pushed hard and there was a soft cry.
"You have a beautiful baby girl," the healer smiled handing the clean newborn to Esme.
"Hey there, I'm your mum," Esme smiled down at her daughter.
The black-haired baby cooed softly.
"You did it, congratulations," Charlie smiled.
"Can you go get your parents?"
Charlie nodded. He walked out of the room and made his way to the waiting room. He noticed that his mum was the only one awake.
"Has Esme given birth?"
Charlie nodded. "Yes, about ten minutes ago."
Molly shook Arthur awake. They walked towards the hospital room.
"Hello everyone," Esme smiled cradling her daughter to her bosom.
"She's so precious," Molly cooed.
Charlie looked at the child in Esme's arms. "She has your eyes, Esme."
"So, what's her name?" Molly asked.
"Jessica. Though I don't have a middle name for her yet."
Charlie mentioned. "I found the name, Adara. It's an Irish name so it celebrates your Irish roots."
"So, her full name will be Jessica Adara Abrams, I like it. Thanks, Charlie," she smiled thankfully at him.
"No problem, Esme. Do you want me to send a Patronus to Bill?"
"That would be nice, thanks," Esme smiled.
Charlie nodded and left the room.
"Bill is not the only of my sons who is clearly wrapped around your finger. I'm pretty sure Charlie is too."
"I think that's true for Bill but Charlie I'm not so sure," Esme blushed.
A few minutes later Charlie walked back in with Bill following him.
"Hey Bill," she smiled at her best friend.
"Hey Esme," he greeted.
"Meet your goddaughter Jessica Adara Abrams," Esme smiled.
"She's beautiful, where did you get the name Adara?" he asked.
"That would be Charlie's idea," she smiled.
Bill glanced at his brother. "Where did you get the name, Adara?"
"I searched through many baby name books."
"Would you like to hold her, Bill?"
"I would love to."
Esme handed her daughter to her best friend.
"She has your eyes, Esme."
"Charlie mentioned that too. I'm just thankful she looks more like my family than her biological dad."
Jessica started to cry.
"Out. It's time for the new mother to nurse," the healer said shooing the red headed family out of the room.
The healer instructed Esme on how to nurse her newborn. Jessica quietly sucked on her mum's breast. Esme observed her daughter. After she was full, Jessica yawned and fell asleep.
"You can cover up your breast so I can bring your boyfriend and the rest of them inside," the healer instructed gently.
Before Esme could correct her the Weasley family walked back in.
"Does she has a good appetite?" Molly asked her.
"Yes, she does. Though it doesn't surprise me. The Abrams appetite is well known."
Molly nodded.
"Esme, I have something to tell you," Bill said suddenly.
"Can it wait? I'm pretty tired right now," Esme said.
"It's good to let her rest," Molly said steering her sons and husband out of the room.
Esme closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"What did you need to tell her, Bill?" Molly asked her oldest.
Bill sighed. "I got a letter from her little brother, Ben, back in March."
"You did?"
Bill nodded. "I did. He misses her a lot. I didn't want to get involved at first but I know she misses him terribly too."
"She does. I've heard her crying in her sleep more than I'd like to," Molly frowned.
Bill's heart broke in a million pieces. Esme was strong but her soft spot was her baby brother there was no question about that.
"Did you write him back?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, I did."
Molly nodded.
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The next morning it was time for Esme and Jessica to go home. She was deciding what onesie to put on Jessica.
"You almost ready, Esme?" Bill asked walking in the room.
"Yes, just trying to decide which onesie to put on Jessica," Esme smiled holding up a scarlet onesie and a blue and bronze one.
"So, you know I'm biased towards the scarlet one," Bill said.
Esme chuckled. "And I'm biased towards the blue and bronze one."
The little girl cooed happily.
"Do you have another choice?" Bill asked.
Esme looked around for another onesie this one was simple one with twinkling stars.
"She looks so adorable," Bill said.
Jessica cooed again as Bill snapped the last button on her onesie.
"She's already wrapped around your finger isn't she?" Esme smiled at her best friend.
"She is," Bill smiled picking her up.
"What did you want to tell me yesterday?"
Bill said. "I got a letter from your brother, Ben."
"You did?" her asked her hazel eyes widening.
"I did. He really misses you."
Esme sighed. "I miss him too. I don't know why I haven't written him. I'm scared what mum and Ruby told him at Christmas."
"He said they wouldn't tell him anything about why you weren't there."
"I'm not surprising," she frowned.
Jessica cooed as they walked out of St. Mungo's with Molly.
"I must get back to work," Bill said saying goodbye to his mum, best friend and god daughter.
"Okay."
Bill left.