All characters that are from the TWILIGHT saga by Stephanie Meyer belong to Stephanie Meyer. All others belong to me. I do not receive profit for these stories except for the joyous enjoyment of reviews.

This story follows right after When I'm Gone: Third Installment to GONE Saga, so if you haven't read that one or the two before, please do.

The timeline of the story will coincide with Gabriel Michael Laskaris' growing up years, starting at Seth and Rosa's wedding day, April 12th and will progress from there.

AN: Another Christmas gift! Hey, where are my reviews!

Gaby, looking forward to yours!
Blondie -here it is, didn't keep you waiting long.

Everyone else -aren't you lucky, you won't have to wait it out.

As always, read and review -review, review, review! I expect reviews for both chapters, one for each not one for both...come one people! Inspire me!

Chapter Thirty-Seven
June 20th
7:35PM

"I'm getting your seat wet."

Julie grimaced as she looked over at Rose, trying to keep within the speed limit as she drove, "I'll get it cleaned…or buy a new car."

Rose's laugh cut off as her stomach tightened, a moan of pain escaping as she gripped the armrest of the side door, knuckles white, "Oh God…this hurts!"

"So I've been told," Julie reached to press a button on her dashboard, activating the GPS system, "Directions to the nearest hospital."

Rose was breathing heavy as the contraction faded away, the GPS automatic voice giving directions to Olympic Medical Center.

"We're registered at Forks Memo –oh!"

Julie let out a yelp as Rose's hand closed around her arm, "I don't think we have time –don't squeeze that hard!"

Letting go of her arm, she reached forward to grab the dashboard as Julie ran a yellow light, Siri beeping, "You have a call from Seth Clearwater. Would you like to answer?"

"Yes," Julie managed to shake off Rose's hand as she took a corner, Seth's voice filling the luxury car, "Julie, what the hell is going on?"

She wanted to ask him how he knew something was going on but under the circumstances, she didn't really care, "Rose's water broke."

"Is she okay?"

"No, I'm not okay," Rose said past gritted teeth, her breathing speeding up as another contraction began to build, "I'm in labo –oh!"

Julie yelled with her, reaching down to pry the small fingers digging into her thigh, "You're going to have me drive off the road!"

"Where are you taking her?"

Julie glanced at the GPS before answering Seth's question, "We're twenty minutes from Olympic Medical –goddamit, Rose! Stop doing that!"

"You just ran that red light," Rose pushed the words through clenched teeth, her entire body tight as she tried to breathe through the pain, her fingers moving from Julie's knee to the seat, "Seth."

"It's going to be okay, baby," the change in Seth's voice was so absolute, Julie glanced over to see the tightness around Rose's eyes relax as he reassured her, "I'll be there, okay?"

"Okay."

The line went dead as the GPS called out for Julie to turn left on the next street.

Five minutes from the emergency entrance, Siri chirped again, Julie answering the call, "Where the hell are you?"

Julie's eyebrows arched in surprise as she turned right into the emergency entrance, "You're here already?"

"Yeah, I see you."

She had barely put her car in park when the passenger door was wrenched open…as in, literally wrenched off the hinges open, "You ripped the door off my car!"

"Oh, get over it," Seth growled as he reached in to undue Rose's seatbelt, "It's not like you haven't always known."

"Seth," Rose placed an arm around his neck, a soft hiccup catching in her throat, "I'm scared."

"I'm here, baby, okay," Seth pressed a kiss to her temple as he pulled her out of the car, Julie wondering what the hell she was going to do about the door as he disappeared into the hospital, still whispering into Rose's ears, "I'm right here, it's going to be okay. Just like we practiced, right baby?"

Rose nodded as he walked up to the nurse's station, rapping his knuckles against the window to get the receptionist's attention, "We need a doctor."

"Take a seat and fill this out," she didn't bother to look up, her eyes on her computer screen as she pushed one of the pre-made admission clipboards through the window's opening, looking up in wide-eyed surprise at Seth's growl, "She's in labor, you stupid bitch."

"Seth," Rose gave him a look of surprise that quickly morphed into pain as another contraction gripped her lower back, quickly moving forward, "Oh God! This really hurts!"

"How far apart are the contractions," the receptionist picked up the phone receiver, dialing a number as she motioned for someone to bring a wheelchair.

"I don't know," Seth looked at his wife, her hazel eyes glazed in pain, "Do you?"

"I haven't exactly been counting," Rose groaned as her muscles slowly relaxed, "But they're really close together."

"Do you have her ID," the receptionist's eyebrows arched as Seth refused to put his wife into the wheelchair, "Sir, it would be best if you –"

"Look," Seth snapped at her, Rose trying to breathe through another contraction so she didn't tell him to be nice, "I don't have her ID and I have no intention of putting her down until you get us a room so how about you do that –now?"

"I've got her purse," Julie's voice carried through the waiting room as she ran in, shoving the purse into the nurse's arms, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Call my mom," Seth followed the nurse and receptionist, the wheelchair staying in the middle of the hall as Julie followed behind, "Call Leah and ask her to pick up Vivi –she's at Jared and Kim's. She's already got Marc."

"Okay," Julie nodded, stopping in place as the nurse led them through a set of double doors, taking her iPhone from her purse and scrolling through the numbers until she realized she didn't have the ones she needed.

Letting out a sigh, she dialed the number to the Young's household, a couple of rings sounding in her ear before it was picked up, "Hello?"

"Mr. Young, this is Julie," she bit her lip at the heavy silence on the other end of the line, "Is Julian available?"

"Hold on," silence followed for several seconds before she heard him yell out, "Lian, phone call."

"Who is it?"

"Her."

"She has a name, Dad," Lian's voice was tight with barely suppressed anger as he picked up the phone, "Hey, babe. You going to be late?"

"Actually…I'm at the hospital."

"What happened?"

"Rose's water broke. Seth asked me to call everyone but I don't have their phone numbers."

"I'll do that for you."

"Thanks, Lian. Hey –see if you can catch a ride with someone. We're at Olympic Medical Center."


June 20th
Two Hours Later

She looked up from the magazine she was reading as Seth walked into the waiting room –she had been shown up to the fourth floor where the labor and delivery unit was –Rose had been admitted and put into one of the private delivery rooms.

"How is she," Julie set the magazine aside, standing up as Seth paced before her, running his fingers through his hair.

"She's two centimeters dilated so they won't give her an epidural yet," Seth growled, gripping the back of his neck for a few seconds before gesturing towards the double doors, "Those fucking idiots actually suggested for me to take a walk –give her space. She doesn't need space –she obviously didn't want me to go but that bitch of a nurse actually pushed me out the door."

"I'm sure they're looking after her," Julie tried to assure him but he wasn't listening –not when he needed to vent.

"Her damn doctor doesn't have privileges here," Seth fisted a hand in his hair, giving it a vicious tug as he turned to pace back the way he'd come, "I'm not sure about that jackass they brought in –what the hell is the problem with the people in this hospital?"

Julie didn't see any other alternative, giving him a hard slap across the face as soon as he turned to face her, "Get your shit together –Rose doesn't need you falling apart right now."

Seth stared at her in shock, his tongue moving to touch the inside of his cheek, the metallic taste of blood almost making him gag, "God…that fucking hurt."

"Good," Julie slipped her thumbs into the back pockets of her black jeans, doing a very good job at hiding the throbbing pain that was her hand, "Now that you're back to being sane, go back in there and just take it like a man…you're the one that got her pregnant so now you be strong and help her through it."

He nodded, heading back towards the double doors that led to the L&D unit, looking over his shoulder, "Did you call my mom?"

Julie rolled her eyes, "You're such a mama's boy. Lian called me ten minutes ago –they're thirty minutes away."

"Thanks Jules."

"Any time you need slapping, just let me know," she gave him a big grin as he chuckled, the doors swinging shut before she moved to the nurse's station, "Excuse me?"

"Yes?"

"Can I have a glove filled with ice, please?"


Seven Hours Later
June 21
st, 4:26AM

"Okay, it looks like we're ready to push," the doctor looked up from between Rose's knees, the surgical hat he wore black with printed yellow happy faces –Seth thought it made him look like an idiot, "When your next contraction hits, I want you to push, okay Rose?"

She shook her head, her face sweaty as she looked up at Seth, "I'm so tired…you do it."

Seth gave her a smile as he pressed a kiss against her forehead, brushing back the wet tendrils of hair sticking to her neck and face, "I wish I could, baby –"

"No, you don't," Rose groaned as the contraction started building, her fingernails digging into the palms of his hands, "You wouldn't be able to take the pa –ahh!"

Seth held on tight as she bore down, her body almost doubling over with the effort as she held her breath, pushing as hard as she could.

"Okay, that's good, that's good," the doctor did whatever he was supposed to do while being down there, the nurse handing him gauze after gauze, "Just relax, breathe then push with the next one."

Rose collapsed into Seth's arms –he had been allowed to sit on the bed behind Rose with her between his legs, his chest supporting her back, "You're doing so great, baby. I'm so proud of you."

"You ever get me pregnant again," Rose hissed as the pain started building again, "I'll kill you –oh God!"

Holding on to her hands as she pushed, he tried to breathe but as long as she held her breath, so did he, his entire body shaking in exhaustion.

"We're almost there," the doctor gave her an encouraging smile, "One more push, Rose, and the head will be out."

"Tienes cara de idiota," Rose growled at him, Seth's face showing shock as she let out a long moan, her hands gripping his –it was time to push again. *You look like an idiot*

"I see the top of the head," the doctor kept his eyes on what he was doing, guiding the small head out as the nurse handed him a bulb syringe, "The head's out!"

Rose let go of one of Seth's hands, reaching down between her legs, tears springing to her eyes as she touched the top of her baby's head, a sharp cry rendering the air as the doctor cleared its' nose and mouth, "He's here, Seth –he's here!"

"It could be a girl," Seth insisted as the doctor grinned up at them, "One more push, Rose, and we'll find out if it's a boy or girl."

She nodded, gripping Seth's hand as another contraction started building, her breathing harsh as she gathered what little strength she had and pushed, letting out a scream just as the doctor crowed, "It's a boy!"

Rose fell into Seth's arms, crying as she watched the doctor hand the baby to a nurse, "Is he okay? Why is she taking my baby?"

The doctor gave her a smile or reassurance, noticing the look of awe on Seth's face as he watched his baby kicking and screaming, "They're just going to weigh him, take his vitals –we'll get him right back to you."

Rose sniffed, reaching up to pull Seth's head down as she tilted her head back, kissing his mouth again and again, "Thank you…thank you."

"Why," Seth cupped her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek, "You're the one that did all the work –you're amazing, Rosie."

"Here's your son," the nurse placed the baby in Rose's arms, smiling as the new parents turned their eyes to the small scrunched up face, neither ashamed of the tears leaving tracks down their faces.


June 21st
8:35AM

Leah looked up as the double doors opened, lifting Alyx into her arms as she stood up, everyone else in the waiting room following suit as Seth walked through the doors, a dazed look on his face, "Well? Is the baby here?"

Seth nodded, his face breaking into a smile, "I have a son."

Cheers broke out, the guys laughing as Seth nodded, still out of it as his mother hugged him, "Congratulations!"

"What's his name," Vivi tugged at Seth's hand, smiling up at him as Seth looked down at her, his brown eyes wide, "I don't know…"

Leah laughed, shaking her head as she pulled her little brother into a hug, Alyx having wiggled out of her arms to join his brother at the back of the waiting room where the toys were, "I'm sure you'll come up with something."

"What does he look like," Emmie asked, hopping on the balls of her feet, her dark hair pulled into a ponytail that tickled the base of her neck.

"He looks…" Seth's mouth twisted wryly before he let out a chuckle, "A little like a red monkey."

"Uncle Seth," Emmie exclaimed in shock, her blue eyes going wide, "There's no such thing as red monkeys."

They all laughed, Seth taking the congratulatory hugs from the girls, his pack brothers slapping his back.

"So how much did he weigh," Collin asked, taking a swallow of his bottled water as Lyn went back to playing with Eden Marie, Daisy sitting on Brandon's lap as Julie leaned into Lian's side.

"She was amazing," Seth was staring off into space, the state of dazed awe he was in showing on his face, "I just…I can't get over how awesome she is."

"That's great and all," Sam clapped a big hand on Seth's shoulder, "But we want to know how much the baby weighed."

"Eight pounds," asked Brandon with a hopeful tone, Paul looking up from playing hide-the-quarter with Skye and Marilynn, "Nine pounds?"

"Ten," Rick asked, bouncing Tyra on his knee as Seth kept shaking his head.

"There's no way she pushed out an eleven pound baby," Collin said in disbelief, all the guys groaning as Seth grinned, "Five pounds, eight ounces –but he's twenty two inches long."

"Yes," Sue exclaimed, throwing her arms up in victory before she turned to look at the guys, "That's four hundred dollars."

"Ma," Seth stared in shock at his mother, shaking his head as she turned to look at him, "What? I'm opening a college fund for my grandson with that money."

"It's not that," Seth shook his head again, "How did you know he'd be five pounds?"

"You were five pounds, nine ounces," Sure grinned as the others gave her dubious stares, "I looked big enough for triplets."

Leah laughed at that, Rick leaning forward to slap her bottom, "You didn't think of mentioning that to me? Now I'm short a hundred dollars."

"I was five," Leah stuck her tongue at him, "To a five year old, everything is huge."

"I'm gonna go back in," Seth gave them all a dopey smile as he gestured over his shoulder with his thumb, "She was taking a shower and the nurse said they'll bring the baby by afterwards –we can only have two visitors at a time so…"


Rose couldn't get over how beautiful he was.

They had given him a bath, his dark hair silky, his skin so soft…

Sitting up from the reclined position she had been in, she set him on the bed between her opened legs, unwrapping him as he let out a soft sigh.

Touching his little hands, his little feet, she counted his fingers and toes, running a fingertip over the miniscule finger nails, her hands exploring his arms, his legs, his round tummy.

Tracing the outline of his ears, she smiled as he stretched, his long eyelashes fluttering but he didn't open his eyes, his tiny mouth stretching as a tiny cry escaped him.

Seth leaned against the door frame, watching his wife as she explored their son, her long dark hair tied into pigtails, her face still slightly pink from the hot shower she had taken.

Lifting him up, she brought him to her face, touching her nose to his tiny one before she softly kissed his cheek, the newborn turning his head in search of food.

"He looks hungry," Seth smiled as she looked up at him, her hazel eyes bright with the joy he was experiencing as well.

"The nurse said I should try to feed him," Rose cradled him in her arms as she leaned back into the pillows, Seth closing the door behind him before moving across the room.

Kissing the top of her head, he stretched his arm across the pillows behind her, watching as she brought his tiny mouth to her breast the way the lactation consultant had taught them, their son opening wide and sucking greedily as soon as he latched on, "Looks like I'm going to have to get used to sharing you, uh?"

Rose chuckled, gently tracing a dark eyebrow before stroking her hand over his tiny head, "We need to give him a name."

Seth sat beside her as she snuggled into his side, his other arm stretching over hers so he could have them both in his arms, "I'm thinking, since you did all the hard work, you should name him."

Resting her head on his shoulder, she watched as their son slowly drifted to sleep, his tiny mouth relaxing around her nipple, "I'd like to name him Carlos –after my father."

"Carlos Clearwater –"

"Carlos Esteban Clearwater," Rose looked up at him, his lips brushing her nose before he kissed her mouth, "Sounds like a fine name to me."

Softly pulling apart, they turned their attention to their sleeping son, both of them studying his tiny features in awe.

No question about it –Carlos Esteban Clearwater was one loved baby boy.


June 25th
3:22AM

The cries were sharp, breaking the silence as Seth jerked awake, blinking as he looked around the room before letting out a groan.

Tossing the covers aside, he moved around the bed towards the bassinet, "Hey, little man. Its' okay, Daddy's here."

Lifting the squirming, crying baby, he softly shushed him, gently bouncing him as he moved towards the window, "Come on, Carlos –mama fed you an hour ago…you just need some guy time, right? No need to wake her up, kiddo."

Moving around the bed, he walked out of the room towards his office, Carlos' tiny head butting the underside of his chin, soft whimpers greeting his question, "How about we hang out, uh buddy?"

Keeping the main light off, he flipped the light switch of the art tables on, giving the room a soft glow as he moved around, still bouncing his knees, Carlos letting out a soft cry, "See this room, little man? Your mama put it all together for me –she painted the walls with my favorite color. Got me a suede couch because your Aunt Leah, who has a really big mouth and sells my secrets for cherry pie, told her I like suede."

One of Carlos' tiny fist pushed into his Adam's apple. Readjusting him on his shoulder, he pressed a kiss against his tiny forehead, "But my favorite part of the room is the pictures. Wanna see them?"

Moving towards the wall with the checkered photo frames, he turned sideways, pointing at one of the pictures, "That right there is my pack –they're your uncles…that right there is Sam –he's our Alpha."

Carlos let out a yawn, his tiny fist making it into his mouth as he closed his dark eyes, a soft sigh escaping him as Seth kept talking; "This here is your Aunt Leah and your Uncle Rick –see how much he looks like me? But I'm way buffer, right?"

Moving towards his desk chair, he sat down before leaning back, setting his feet on the desk's corner, Carlos' knees tucked into his tummy as he sank into sleep, "There you go. Now how about we kick back for a little while before going to bed? That way, your mama can sleep a little more."

Closing his eyes, he kept his big hand against his tiny back, the blue and green sleeper he wore a little big for the tiny baby –they couldn't use preemie clothes because he was too long and the full term clothes was too big since he was so small…for that reason, he swam in most of his sleepers.

It was thirty minutes before Seth finally stood up, flipping the lights off before heading towards the master bedroom to set him back in his bassinet, tucking the soft blanket around his legs, making sure it stayed below his waist.

Getting back into bed, he smiled as Rose turned into his arms, her head on his chest as she let out a sigh.

Closing his eyes, he kept his arms around her, letting out a soft sigh before he slowly sank back into sleep.