You and Sam were both exhausted, Sam was around 33 weeks. Raf was working, coming home to help you take care of Pablo, while you helped Sam. One day you walked into the living room, hearing Sam, who was in the bathroom in a panic.
"What's wrong?" You asked through the door.
"I'm bleeding." She opened the door.
You looked at the blood,
"We are going to the hospital."
You called a cab, packed up Pablo, and called Raf once you were in the cab.
"Y/n, what's wrong?" Raf asked, knowing you wouldn't call him at work unless it was an emergency.
"Taking Sam to the hospital, she's bleeding heavily." You said as you held her.
"I'm on the way, which hospital?"
"Mercy."
"Y/n my water broke." Sam said.
"I'll be there asap."
10 minutes later Raf rushed in, seeing you and Pablo in the waiting room.
"Where is Sam, how is she and the baby?"
"I don't know, they wheeled her into the OR, doing a c section, no word yet." You whispered, tearfully.
Raf hugged you, Sonny sat beside Pablo watching him.
"Where did you come from?" Raf asked.
"Interviewing a vic, was going to leave about the time Y/N and Sam came in. I offered to stay until you came."
Raf nodded, thanking him. After a while a doctor in scrubs came out.
"Y/n and Rafael Barba?"
"Us." Raf said, both of you standing.
"Sam is okay, baby is okay. Sam is still in surgery but your baby is waiting for you."
You and Raf followed, Sonny staying back watching Pablo. The doctor pointed out Emma Catalina Barba weighing in at 4 ½ pounds, 19 inches long.
"Is she okay? She's so tiny compared to Pablo when he was born." Raf whispered with concern.
"She was born earlier. Pablo was born at 38 weeks plus girls are always smaller than boys at birth." You whispered.
"Would you two like to hold her?" a nurse asked.
"Yes please." Raf whispered.
The two of you followed the nurse, the nurse picked her up and placed Emma in Raf's arms.
"Mom is in her room, asleep doing great." The nurse whispered.
"Thank you." You whispered.
You both held Emma, and took a few pictures so Sam could see her, before going to check on Sam. You opened the door to her room, immediately being asked,
"How is Emma?"
"She's great, looks like her mami." Raf whispered.
You both sat on each side of Sam, Sam laid her head against Raf.
"Who does she look like, really?"
You and Raf looked at each other.
"Don't lie to me." Sam pleaded.
"She looks like you, but her hair or eye color must be the bastard that rape you." Raf said.
Sam looked away.
"Are they hazel eyes, and blond hair like sand color?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah, how do you know?" You asked.
"The bastard had blond hair and hazel eyes, I was mostly conscious the whole time."
Raf and you looked at each other.
"How am I going to look at my daughter?" She whispered.
"Because she's yours. Once you see her you'll love her and who her biological father is won't matter." Raf said, inwardly praying that would happen and not what had happened with Liv and her mother.
About that time the nurse brought Emma in, the nurse moved to hand her to Sam to hold when she held her hands up, the nurse stopped looking concerned.
"I can't, y/n, Raf you hold her please?"
Raf and you looked at each other, Raf took Emma and the nurse left. He started cooing,
"Shh baby girl, papi's here."
It took Sam a few minutes to look over at Raf holding Emma, Raf smiled at her.
"You wanna look then decide if you want to hold her?"
Sam nodded, Raf moved to sit on the bed beside her. He leaned back, Sam laid her head on his shoulder looking at her. You moved to the other side of Raf doing the same as Sam. Emma grabbed ahold of Raf's finger. He made sure to hold Emma so she faced Sam. Emma held onto Raf's finger and blew a sort of raspberry. All three adults laughed delightedly, and Sam leaned nearer.
