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Part 3

Michael stood in awe. He couldn't remove his eyes from the beautiful scene in front of him. Liz looked perfect holding the small bundle. Her hair was disheveled and her face was puffy and red, but she never looked more gorgeous. Michael waited patiently as the doctor gave the baby and Liz a clean bill of health. Once he did, nothing could stop Michael from sitting down on the bed beside her and taking his first real look at the heir to the Antarian throne.

Liz smiled as she noticed the look on Michael's face. The small baby had his full attention. Michael never looked so enraptured before. As he sat down beside her, she could see his childlike fascination and curiosity. "Michael, would you like to hold him?"

Michael could believe that Liz would trust him to hold the baby. What if he dropped him or held him the wrong way? What if he started crying? Was it okay, would he hurt the baby? "Are you sure?"

Liz could see his uncertainty. "Michael, you'll be fine. Sit back against the headboard." Liz helped Michael maneuver himself into a better position to hold the baby. "There you go. You're a natural." Liz couldn't stop herself from thinking how good Michael looked holding their son. Wait, did she just say 'their' son. When had this baby become theirs? As the thought sank in, Liz realized that her son would need a father. Michael had been there for everything, including morning sickness, cravings, and mood swings. He took care of her and never complained. Just seeing him hold the small baby, Liz knew he would be a terrific father. Unlike Hank, Michael would be dedicated to spending time with him. Besides, this little guy would need a man and an alien to explain things to him as he grew. With Max being out of the question, that let Michael. However, Liz didn't see Michael as a second choice. She couldn't think of anyone better to choose.

Michael was fascinated as the small baby slept in his arms. His hands were so small and his fingers were perfect. He couldn't believe this small being just entered the world. Michael smiled as the baby grabbed his finger tightly. "Hey little guy. That's some grip you got there. Once you get older, I'll teach you how to throw a football with that grip. You're going to be such a ladies man, do you know that? You're going to leave broken hearts everywhere. I can't believe you're finally here. Your mommy and I have been waiting for you. Now that you're here, we're going to have to get you some toys. How about a football and a soccer ball." The baby made a small noise as it slept. Michael kept talking to him, making promises for the future. "You're right, no soccer. Baseball is good though."

Liz couldn't help it. She burst out laughing at Michael's comments. "Michael, he was just born. He won't be doing anything but sleeping for a while. Can we wait on the sports till I don't know, let's say when he learns how to walk?" Watching speak to the child that way, Liz knew she was making the right decision. She just wanted to ask Michael's opinion first. "Michael, you have done so much for me and I'd understand if you want to go back to Roswell now that the baby is born, but."

Michael couldn't believe his ears. There was no way he was leaving Liz and her son now. He wanted to be there for his first steps and his first words. He wanted to teach him everything he knew. "There is no way I'm leaving now. Nothing you can do will get rid of me."

Liz's smile only grew larger. "I was hoping you would say that. Thing is, this little guy is going to need someone to teach him things. You know, guy things. Eventually, he'll need to learn about football and girls and he'll need help if he inherits powers. What I'm trying to say is, I don't want to rope you into extra responsibility or anything and feel free to say no. But, I won't be able to go to Max and I don't want to or anyone else for that matter."

Michael tore his eyes away from the baby and stared at Liz as she rambled on and on about something. "Liz, you're rambling. Just ask me."

Liz closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Well, I was wondering if you would let me name you as the father on the birth certificate. I know you're not and I won't hold you to anything, but I would really like you to be in our lives. He'll need you so much and if something ever happened to me, it would be your choice. I mean, my parents would always take him, but legally he could remain with you. If you say no, its okay."

Stunned and unable to respond, Michael just stared at Liz. Finally he lifted his hand and pressed a finger to her lips. When she finally stopped rambling, he looked into her eyes and knew she meant every word. "Liz, I would be honored. In fact, I already think of him as our son. No matter what happens in the future, our son will have both of us in his life for a very long time. I promise you. I'm going to protect you both. Okay?" As he watched the tears begin to form in her eyes, he noticed his own eyes were beginning to get blurry. Still unable to completely drop his stonewall image, he cleared his throat and focused his attention on the baby again. "Well then, what are you going to name him then? We can't just call him our son or baby all the time. Have you thought of any names?"

Liz brushed her tears away and laughed softly. She picked up their son's hand with hers. "Actually, I have, but I wanted to know what you think first. I'd like to name him Jeffery Alexander Michael Guerin." She looked up and waited for a reaction from him.

"Why?"

"Well, Jeffery is after my father and Alexander is after Alex. He's been my best friend forever. I also wanted to name him after you, because I couldn't have done this without you. I was so scared when I found out I was pregnant. It was worst when I decided to leave. I knew I would have no one to count on or look after me, but then you insisted on coming along. You've been there for everything. I couldn't think of a better name to start our son on being a wonderful, brave, and compassionate man."

Again, Michael had to blink away the tears. "I'd really like that." Looking down at his new son, Michael caught Liz fighting off a yawn. He also noticed that little Jeffery was tired too. Gently shifting his body so not to wake their son, Michael tried to lie down. "Come on, you're tired. Lie down and get some sleep. I'll keep an eye on Jeffery."

Liz nodded and immediately complied. When Michael finally got comfortable, Liz placed her head on his should and drifted off to sleep. After all this time, their apartment finally felt like home. A small part of her wondered where all this would lead, but her mind was too content and tired to contemplate anything else. Completely at peace, she slept and dreamed of her new family. Next to her, Michael drifted off to sleep thinking about how he finally got his wish. He had a real family. Not Max and Isabel, but he had parents in the Parkers, he had Liz, although he wasn't complete sure how she felt about him, and now he had a son. For once Michael finally had a real family and now he would do anything in his power to protect and keep them safe and happy.

A few hours later, Liz woke up to an empty bed. At first she thought it was all a dream, then as she moved, she felt the lingering pains from the childbirth. She knew it was real. Now her only question was where were Michael and their son. A few seconds later her questions were answered. Michael walked into her bedroom with a baby carrier hanging from his arm and carrying a tray full of food.

"Morning mom. I made you breakfast. The doctor said you can eat whatever, just to take it easy for a while. Then maybe you can feed Jeffery. He doesn't really like a bottle and the doctor said it would be better for you to feed him a few times at least. After, I'll have a bath drawn for you and then you can spend some quality bonding time with us. Oh, and I called your parents. They'll be on the first available flight." Michael set the tray down on the bed before removing Jeffery from his carrier.

Liz couldn't believe how amazing Michael was being. He was a natural with Jeffery and was treating her like a queen. There was a very large breakfast in front of her. "Thank you Michael. Sorry to sleep so long. I must have been tired, I didn't hear Jeffery cry once." She began eating and playing with a very wide awake Jeffery.

"No problem. Besides, he didn't cry. We were fussy for a few moments, but other than that, this child is perfect." Michael was beaming with pride at the child he now considered his son.

"Well, he should be. He has you for a father, Dad. Thank you so much for everything Michael. I can't think of anyone else I'd want to share this with." Liz moved in to give him a kiss on the cheek when Michael moved his head. Their lips meet and neither wanted to leave. A happy sound from the baby finally broke them apart. Liz looked at Michael with a sheepish smile, expecting him to immediately object to the kiss. However all she saw was his amazing smile.

TBC….

I swear I'm going to get to the action soon. I just thought that it was important to give some background on the baby and the beginning of Michael and Liz's relationship. Feedback please!!!