To Rose: I called him Harold. I thought him having a smootzy first name would be funny, the kind that kids made fun of when he was young. He's getting old, and his running around the universe days are dwindling.... can u say retirement?

Sita : Thanks for the help with the name...

Angeltear15, love ya mean it!

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As promised, the birth of the baby furyan.

Break out the funny bones and kleenex girls, it's a laugh and a cry all in the same chappy. I'm done for the night, or am I?

Fluffy fluffy fluffy with lots of snappy banter, all just for you guys! remember to review, cause I just love em, and keep those suggestions coming.

Sneak peek: Toombs takes a shortcut....

She cried out several times when they told her to push. "I can't. Stop please, it hurts too much."

"Jack." Riddick encouraged her in her ear. "Breathe kid, it's almost over."

You've got to be kidding me… she thought.

"Child, you need to stop moving." Salim ordered his voice firm but compassionate. "The baby is coming and I need you to stop or you will damage yourself."

"Push. Don't push. Jesus!" she said leaning against Riddick.

"Jack, look at me." Riddick said looking at her from the side. "Come on, look at my face."

His eyes were sharp and looked at the vid screen across the room. There was another pain coming and he knew that she'd be able to have a rest. One more time. That's what Salim's eyes told him.

"I'm so tired Riddick. So god damn tired." she said her face and hair wet from the exertion.

He had never seen her so brave, so strong, and his heart wanted to burst because of it. So matter how long he would be with her he would never feel so proud.

"Oh god, not again. Riddick!" she said grabbing his forearms. He leaned forward to give her traction and held her behind her knees.

"Jack, this is the last one. Count." And Anne and Kalifa, readying the warmer stood so full of emotion that they couldn't speak.

One…Two…Three.

"It burns!" but Jack refused to stop. She screamed and fell limp as the baby's body flowed out of her in a whoosh of fluid.

"Well, Allah be praised another healthy child." Salim said and Riddick looked at the baby who's cries were loud and full of life.

"Jack?" Riddick asked his throat dry and pained from the emotion he felt. "Jack!"

Her body was limp and her face slack. "Sasha what the fuck!"

Anne came with a sterile blanket as Riddick leaned back cradling Jack unconscious body in his arms. "Riddick, she's passed out.The birthwas very difficult, Anne give Kalifa the ampoule on the tray marked number 5."

"Is she gonna be all right?" he asked his voice a little panicked. But no one said anything to him about that.

God be all right. Please be all right.

"Her blood pressure is a little low. But she just went through a very traumatic experience. Break it under her nose."

He did and she woke with a start. "Hey little momma." He purred in her ear. "Welcome back, you kinda passed out there."

"Well, wouldn't you?" she smirked. She had a point. He didn't think he could have gone through with it.

Everyone was silent for a few moments when Salim had finished helping pass what was left they heard the lusty cries of their son. "Oh my God is that him?"

Riddick was dying to go over there and look at him. Jack sensed it and let him, while Salim dutifully cleaned the dressing around her. He did not speak but beamed like a proud grandpa. Anne came over and placed a blanket on her and helped her sit up.

"Jack?" Riddick said gawking at the little legs flailing in the incubator. "Got a set of huge balls. Knew he took after me."

The laughter was so loud and unrestrained that no one could help the jovial atmosphere.

"Riddick you are so gross." She smirked as she ran her fingers through her hair. "Damn. How much does he weigh Sasha?"

"5 pounds, 11 ounces and 19 inches long. Good size for nearly a month early." She told him as Jack watched Anne swaddle him and give him to his father.

"Hey kid." He cooed looking at the little face crying like the world had just got a whole lot bigger.

The low gruff rumble of his voice immediately soothed him and his eyes opened and looked up at him. "He knows me, how fucken cool is that?"

"Very cool." Jack said watching him cradle him, tears streaming down her face.

"Wanna go see Mommy?" he asked rubbing his nose against his son's. "Come on, let's see who you've been beating the hell out of for the last month or so."

He walked over and the smile on his face was so big that his rough, mean looking scowl would never be the same. "This," he said kissing Jack's forehead. "is your mom."

He handed Jack the bundle, a tiny boy wrapped in a white sterile blanket. "Oh hey. I'm your mom and that big mean guy with the silver eyes is your dad. And that beautiful lady with the blonde hair is Auntie Anne and the skinny guy," she pointed over to Kalifa and Salim, "is uncle Kalifa and Baba Salim."

Riddick sat next to her and the others kissed her cheek and departed, leaving the new family to their own, tears flowing freely. As the others left the med lab, Sasha dimmed the lights to thirty percent, and allowed Riddick to remove his goggles for good.

"Jack, I thought when I realized how I felt about you that I loved you but man, not like this. I love you so much," he said laughing when his son's yawn stopped him mid sentence.

"Little guy's tired." she told him.

"Mommy looks tired too, how are you feeling?" he asked rubbing her cheek with his fingers.

"I'll be all right. Little guy needs a name. I've got an idea, but I'm not sure how you'd really take it." she said looking at him hopefully.

"Fly it by me princess." He said rubbing his rough finger against his sons cheek and smiling when the baby rubbed back.

"Layne. Its the male form of your mother's name." She told him and his face was her answer.

He was so affected by her request that he couldn't speak for a few moments. He kissed her so tenderly that she could feel his eyes wet with tears against her cheek. "Man Jack, damn. I think she would have loved that. Hey Layne, that's your name. Layne Riddick."

His parents names said aloud together made the time slow and their intimacy more profound. On the view screen, Sasha typed Layne Riddick, born to Richard B. Riddick and Jack Riddick, 5 pounds, 11 ounces, race, Furyan. Birthplace, Crab Nebula, Meterora system. 3 October 2159.

They heard a cough, from the speakers above them and Sasha spoke, "Don't mean to interrupt but Layne needs his rest. He needs some monitoring so kisses now and let mom and dad get some time to clean up."

"Sure Doc," Riddick laughed and kissed both mom and baby lifting him to the warmer.

"That's one healthy child Riddick." She told him as he placed him in the incubator.

"Thanks. Gonna walk Mom to a nice hot shower." He said walking over to Jack, who had fallen asleep. "or maybe not."

The computer said nothing and he walked to the mess where Kalifa, Salim and Anne sat with their heads bowed in prayer.

"My brother. Blessings." Kalifa said slapping him on the back.

"Thanks Kal," he said sitting down. Anne brought him a steaming hot cup of coffee and Salim beamed like a man who's life had found new meaning.

"So," Salim said slamming his fist triumphantly. "What a strapping boy! Strong."

Riddick's grin was so wide he couldn't stop smiling. "Couldn't be any other way. We named him. Layne, after my mother. It was Jack's idea."

"It's a fine name my son. A very strong name, tradition is important." Salim told him. "I have checked and we should reach Talos Prime in two days. Then Talos 4 in 8 days."

"Good. I want to be ready when Toombs makes a visit. It's time to end this for good. Now," he told them his face suddenly serious. "I've spent my whole life getting fucked over and over by the system, by rent a cops who found me a meal ticket. I made the mistake of going back once, and I ain't doing it again. I've never counted on anyone in my life, cept for Jack, and that took a long time."

He put his face in his hands and rubbed them, weary but resolute. "I've never asked any body for help before but I need you. All of you to see us through this. Jack and me never had much use for family, but here we are. Like I told her before, we're all we got. It's gonna take all of us to throw off these bastards for good. You in?"

"Yes." Anne said eagerly.

"I wouldn't be anywhere else." Kalifa offered smiling a toothy grin

"My place is with my children, all of them," Salim told him placing his old weathered hand on his forearm. "including you my son."

"Good." Riddick answered and felt more relieved than he had been in days. "Now Anne, could you stitch my cheek now? Jack's taking a nap."

"No problem, let me get my bag." She said hopping off the chair and almost skipping back to the med lab.