September

You, Raf, and Sam were laying in bed each voicing names for both babies. Your due date was a week and a half away and you were ready. You were tired of your swollen feet, a huge stomach and your hormones were everywhere crying one minute then wanting to bite off Rafael's head the next. Sam was 6 ½ months along. Raf had completed the baby boy's room, complete with a jungle theme. With a light green color for the walls, a crib, two chairs, one large stuffed giraffe (thanks to Sonny) and a changing table. Baby girl's room was princess themed. With pink and white walls, a crib with a crown above it, two chairs, a large stuffed white horse (also thanks to Sonny), and a changing table. The three of you were laid in bed,

"Both nurseries are complete, I was wanting to put the names we choose above each of their cribs." Raf said.

Sam had her head tucked into his neck, your head was on his chest. The three of you had decided that your kids would call you and Sam both mami and Rafi papi.

"Ben, Pablo, Gavin, Alberto Pick two Rafi." You said.

"Ben or Pablo."

"Sam, which one do you like?"

"Pablo."

"What about the Middle?" Raf asked.

"Pick three Sam." You said.

"Uh. Javier, Orlando, Saul."

"Javier."

"So Pablo Javier Barba?" Raf asked.

"I love it, you?"

"I love it, too." Raf said.

"I already thought about Emma." Sam said.

"I love that, you have a middle yet?" You asked.

"No."

"What about Catalina or Louise, I've always loved those two names." Raf said.

"Emma Catalina Barba. Emma Louise Barba?" You and Sam said at the same time.

"Emma Catalina Barba." You said.

"I love it." Sam said.

"Guess we picked out their names." Raf said, pulling both of you closer to him.

The next day Raf finished the rooms with Pablo in bright green letters and Emma in white letters above each crib.

Sept 15th

You and Sam were sitting watching TV, your contractions had started and were getting closer every few minutes. Sam had looked over to see you having another and squeezed your hand.

"How long was that one?"

"I don't know, 10-15 seconds?" You said.

"Okay, I'll go get Rafa and we will go."

An hour later you were in a room, getting ready to go to the delivery room. Another two hours and Raf was walking back to the room with Pablo Javier Barba in his arms. Sam smiled as he sat beside her,

"Y/n is okay, they had to do a c section, they will bring her back in a few minutes." Raf said.

Sam laid her head against his shoulder, looking at their son.

"He looks like you, except the nose. That's y/n nose."

Raf hummed, turning to kiss her head about the time the nurse rolled you in. Once the nurse had got you settled in bed Raf handed you the baby, which you held carefully and looked at in pure wonder.

"He's beautiful Y/n." Raf said before staring at Pablo with the same expression on his face as yours.

Sam was trying to keep a straight face as it wasn't often either of you were lost for words.

"How are you feeling?" Sam asked.

"Good, tired but good." You whispered

"Pablo really is beautiful and I'm sure his father and I can force ourselves to hold him for a while, so you can get some much needed sleep." Sam said.

"I just want to hold him and look at him. But I'm so tired I'm scared I'll drop him. Here you go Mami, get some practice while you can." You said with a tired giggle as you passed Pablo to Sam.

Whilst you slept Raf and Sam took turns holding Pablo and getting acquainted with him.