Tara's sweaty head fell back onto the hospital pillow as her equally sweaty chest heaved up and down. She looked up at Greg, who, at that point, was in a whole other world.
"It's a boy!", the doctor cheered as he handed the baby to the first nurse who cleaned up the baby and gave it to the second nurse.
She weighed him, and reported, "Five pounds, six ounces.", then handed him back to the awaiting doctor.
"He-he's so small. Will he be okay?", Tara whispered hoarsely. She didn't even have the energy left to speak loudly. Greg just gawked at the baby with his mouth open, while he held Tara's hand tightly.
"Like I said earlier, the odds that he will survive are fifty-fifty. We'll know more by tomorrow, so right now you can hold him and your friends can come see him. Oh, do you have a name for him yet?", Tara shook her head and reached out to hold her new son. Greg sat there and stared at him.
"Greg? Greg, you in there?", Tara asked her husband, a litlle concerned.. Greg looked at her, his mouth still open, and nodded. He still couln't connect his brain to his mouth. All the CSI's came in at that point and Catherine squealed excitedly when she saw the tiny little baby boy fussing in Tara's arms.
"He's so cute! I can't belive Greg is a father. If someone told me a year ago that Greg would be a husband, and a father, I would have cracked up.", Catherine said, and everyone around her laughed in agreement. Nick tried to come up with names, and each time Tara turned them down. When all of the name suggesting ended, Greg looked over to Catherine.
Catherine looked at the slightly annoyed look in Greg's eyes, and she got the hint right away. "Alright, I think these two might want a little alone time with their new son. Let's go people!", she herded everyone out as they craned their necks to get one last look at the tiny baby.
Tara looked up at Greg affectionately. "Do you wanna hold him?", she asked, and he smiled and reached out to scoop up the baby as gently as possible. He beamed with joy as he held his son's fragile little hand. He was in pure awe. I have a son! For the first time since Tara was moved into the delivery room, Greg found his voice and spoke.
"Eric.", he said abruptly, shifting his loving gaze from his son to his wife.
"Eric? Who is Eric?", Tara said, returing his loving gaze.
"Our son.", Greg said as he smiled at Tara.