Final Chapter! I hope everyone enjoys. Reviews are appreciated! ️


An ambulance and paramedics responded to the scene shortly thereafter and transported Chris and his daughter to a nearby hospital. He was treated for minor scrapes and bruises from his time held captive, but otherwise doing just fine.

His baby girl getting a clean bill of health and changed into a Batman onesie, courtesy of her uncle Sebastian. Staff wanted to keep father and daughter overnight, however, for observation. Chris was still rather at-risk for having just given birth.

Pride and the crew visited the pair soon after being admitted. To say his little girl was a fixture of their attention was an understatement. Loretta was kind enough to gift Chris with at least three sets of baby clothes and a pack of diapers. Pride offered Laurel's old crib, and Gregorio with a changing table as well as babysitting duties.

"C'mere you"

Sebastian grinned. Arms outstretched, awaiting to hold the little shoe ruiner. Chris chuckles lightly and hands the baby over. She peered up at the bearded man confused, wondering where her daddy was. She shuts her eyes and begins fussing and wimpering.

"Shhh, shh, hey, it's okay"

Sebastian began rocking her gently. An arm supporting her bottom, the other around her back. With her head resting on his shoulder. Letting out a sigh of relief that she was finally calm. He then hears a rather unpleasant gurgling noise in his ear. Followed by a warm sensation running down his back and shoulder. She had spit up on him.

"Dude! Seriously?!"

He exclaims. Looking over his shoulder wide-eyed, now holding the infant away from him. Chris couldn't help but have a good laugh over the poor agent's misfortune. For some reason, his baby girl had it out for Sebastian. She's handed back over to her father.

"Sebastian, sorry 'bout that, man"

He chuckles with a wry grin. The nerd is busy patting his shoulder dry with paper towel and then dousing it and his hands with sanitizer. He holds the palms of his hands out.

"It, it's fine. Just, uh, make sure she's fed *after* I hold her next time"

Poor guy still appeared frazzled and repelled by the vomit. Gregorio approached and offered to walk with him to leave. Sebastian shakes his head and the duo hug Chris one last time, once again, offering their congrats, then leave the room. Pride however, stayed around a bit longer. Smiling down at the pair. Him propped up in a hospital bed with his daughter now content, curled up on his shirtless chest.

"Thanks for everything you've done for us, King"

The young man drawled. Dwayne simply nodded.

"Anytime, Chris. You know that..baby girl have a name yet?"

Chris laughs softly, peering down at the little Batman clad bundle resting on his chest.

"Not yet. Percy 'n I still can't decide"

"Well.. I'm sure you'll think of something soon enough"

Pride lightly hugs the young agent. Careful not to disturb the resting baby. He gives his goodbyes to Chris before leaving the room. Memories flooding back to when Laurel was born. He smiles warmly at this then departs down the hall.

Chris stretches his legs out a bit, hearing the continual beep of the heart monitor and typical hospital noise. His daughter stirs awake and begins softly crying. Chris strokes the top of her head, gently shushing before bringing her over to a pec to nurse. She instinctively latches on.

It was certainly an odd feeling for him. Even after doing it once before. Eventually though his body would condition itself to be able to handle nursing. As his daughter quietly suckled, he hears a rustling outside his hospital room door. The door handle turns, and in floods "Its A Girl !" pink balloons followed by the sound of Percy's voice.

"Where's my baby girl?"

She grins. Making her way over to Chris's bedside. She pecks him on the cheek before scooping up her daughter and practically showering her in kisses. It was hard to believe this same girl stood there, 5 months prior, claiming she wasn't ready to be a mom. Seeing her with their daughter, she was a natural.

"We still have to give her a name"

Percy states causally. Her focus still on her daughter. Chris hated to admit it, but he never did officially land on a name for her. It was just one of those things he felt both of them should be involved in. Suddenly Percy pipes up unexpectedly. Rocking her daughter gently, rubbing circles into her back.

"Do you remember our big flaka bust a few years back?"

She asks, sounding as though the mere mention of it was too hard for her to drudge back up. Chris nods, but was rather confused as to how that correlated into picking names.

"I don't think I ever told you the real story of my friend. She died of a drug overdose, we were only 15. (Appearing as though she were on the verge of tears)..her name was Clara, she was like the family I never really had. (peering down at her daughter lovingly) I want that name for our daughter, Chris..as a tribute"

He could see she was getting worked up and pats the bed to sit beside him. He brings his girls in close. Pecks Percy on the cheek and gazes down at the sleeping baby.

"I think that's perfect..'an Bea for the middle. Kinda homage to 'mah dad. Just droppin' the u"

The pair smile, eyes still unwavering from their baby girl. Percy chuckles.

"And miss Clara Bea makes three"