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Chapter 31
" OOOOHHH GAAAWWWD!!!! FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, GIMME EVERY SINGLE DRUG YOU'VE GOT GODDAMMITT!!!!" Shrieked Alkaya, her head thrashing from side to side as she was now in the full thralls of labor.
" Alkaya just call down." Said Sam as he gave Alkaya's hand a tight squeeze.
" YOU JUST SHUT THE HELL UP! WHO'RE YOU TO TELL ME TO CALM DOWN HUH? THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!" Screeched Alkaya, glaring murderously at Sam.
" I'm sorry." Mumbled Sam looking very crest fallen and sheepish as the doctor sitting at the foor of the gurney looked up.
" Alright Honey you're fully dialated, when I tell you to, I want you to start pushing." Said the seasoned Doctor before she turned her gaze to Sam.
" Papa to be, I want you to help her focus, just hold her hand and talk to her, encouragement is key."
" Right." Said Sam tightly, his hand was officially numb from the vice-grip Alkaya had on it.
With a steadying breath for his own nerves, Sam turned to Alkaya and pinned her with a look that seemed to say- You can yell and curse at me all you want but, I'm not going anywhere.
Alkaya bit back another groan and turned her face away from Sam but, the father of her child was having not of that.
" Alkaya, look at me." He said in a firm, unyeilding voice.
After a pause, Alkaya turned her gaze back around and met Sam's calm, no nonsense filled Moss-green orbs.
In that moment, Alkaya felt herself grow calm, the pain and the fear temporarily fading into the background.
Alkaya watched as the hardness slowly left Sam's gaze, being replaced with a warmth that only love could give.
" Well Big Mouth, you heard the Doc, you've got to focus here." Said Sam before he reached out with his free hand, gently pressing his palm to Alkaya's swollen belly that still held their baby.
Alkaya was totally taken off gaurd when Sam leaned in and pressed a deep kiss to her unsuspecting lips.
Then, he pulled away just as abruptly, and gave Alkaya one of his own mega-watt grins.
" You ready to do this?" He asked. For a moment, all Alkaya did was stare at him with tears rapidly forming in her blue-green eyes. Then she spoke tearfully.
" Samuel Morgan Winchester, you're a freakin' Idiot... I love you."
Taking deep steadying breaths and giving a small nod to Sam, Alkaya blinked away the tears and turned to give the Doctor a determined look, all the while squeezing Sam's hand.
" Just say the word Doc. I'll do my part I promise."
The Doctor smiled back at the young mother before she spoke.
" Good to know, now give me a good strong push right... Now!"
And push Alkaya did, her scream of exhertion lancing through the room.
Meanwhile, in the Waiting room...
John let out a deep sigh as he tried to work the kink out of his neck from where he sat in one of the blue cushioned hospital chairs.
It had been a good two hours since they'd all gotten to the hospital in one peice. While John was sitting and loosing griping a magazine in the hand that wasn't messaging his neck, Dean was slowly pacing and occasionally glancing up at the wall clock or anyone that passed by. Missouri had gone off to the vending machines.
" Jeez, I hate hospitals." Muttered Dean as he stopped pacing and took a seat beside his father in the chair he'd discarded his jacket onto a good hour ago.
" I'm with ya on that Dean." Grumbled John.
The two of them lapsed into silence before Dean spoke, a tiny smirk playing on his lips.
" I bet you twenty bucks that kid's a boy."
There was silence before a chuckle rumbled from John's throat. But, John saw right through the bravdo and calm exterior, he new full well his oldest son was a nervous wreck, he himself was using all his will not to make a mad dash to the delivery room and see for himself what the hell was going.
" Only you Dean Winchester would place a bet on a baby, your brother's baby at that." Grumbled Missouri from where she stood in the doorway with candy bars in one hand and a can of Sprite in the other.
Dean just let out a snort and a small ' thanks' when Missouri handed him a Snickers bar. John grunted his thanks before promptly biting into his MilkyWay.
With a small sigh of her own, Missouri sat down beside Dean.
Together the three of them sat... and still waited. There eyes glued to the double doors at the other end of the room.
Another two hours later...
" Alright Honey, this is it. Just one more push and Baby's here. You're doing fantastic." Shouted the Doctor.
" I... Don't... Feel... Fan... Tastic!" Gritted out Alkaya between harsh breaths.
" Shh Alkaya, you'll feel fantastic later, right now you just have to focus one more time." Said Sam, his lips grazing over Alkaya's temple as he spoke, he tightened his arms around the woman he loved from where he sat behind her.
" Alright Alkaya, PUSH!" Urged the Doctor.
" GAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Screamed Alkaya as she pushed with all that she had left. Sam just held her, saying ' That's it Alkaya, that's it' over and over again.
Then, Alkaya's scream slowly faded away before she collapsed backwards against Sam, completely spent. The enormous pressure she'd been feeling for the past four hours was now gone.
There was silence, utter and total silence before a new sound filled the air.
The first wails or a new life.
The plaintiff wails of a newborn baby.
" Congratulations, you both have a beautiful baby boy." Said the Doctor as she held up who she was now holding.
A small cry escaped Sam as his eyes fell on the wailing, tiny little pale, milky white being that was his son. His son.
" Oh my God, we have a son Alkaya. Look at him. We have a son!" He cried through an emotion clogged voice, silent tears of joy falling from his.
Alkaya's eyes instantly filled with tears before she spoke tearfully.
" Oh wow. He's already got a great set of lungs in him."
" He must get that from his Mom." Said Sam as Alkaya dissolved into tears and buried her face into his throat.
" Hey, I resent that... I love you Bean Stalk." Sobbed Alkaya as Sam all but crushed her to him.
" I love you too Big Mouth. God, I love you so much." Sighed Sam tearfully as he pressed multiple kisses to Alkaya's temple.
" You wanna cut the cord Dad?" Came another female voice. Sam looked up to see the Doctor staring at him expectantly, they'd just wrapped the still wailing infant in a medical blanket.
Sam was struck dumb for a moment but quickly regained some of his composure. He reluctantly pulled away from Alkaya and came to stand by the gurney.
" Y-Yeah." He answered, taking the pair of surgical scissors a nurse held out for him. With a shaky breath, Sam carefully reached out with the scissors and severed the umbilical cord.
" You want to hold him?" Asked the Doctor.
At this, Sam smiled tearfully and shook his head.
" His mother gets to hold him first." He said quietly, turning to beam at a very hagard looking Alkaya, who smiled back at him with a tired version of her usual mega-watt grins.
The Doctor smiled and carefully made her way over to the proud new mother with the still wailing infant in her arms.
Alkaya bit back another sob as the Doctor carefully placed ' Peanut' as he was formly known into her arms.
" Hey there Peanut, it's... It's nice to finally meet you in person. I'm your Mom." Said Alkaya softly as she began to gently rock her son in her arms.
The baby instantly stopped wailing and open his eyes for the first time.
Sam took a seat on the edge of the gurney beside Alkaya and their baby, all the while smiling from ear to ear as he leaned in for a better look at his son. He reached out and gently pulled away some of the blanket for a better look.
" Hey look, he's got your eyes. God, he's so beautiful." He said, his voice quiet and rough as he took in his baby son's absolutely gorgeous blue-green eyes as the infant stared up at Alkaya in new found wonder.
One look at his son and Sam had completely fallen in love.
" Yeah, he does, he's got your nose though." Said Alkaya as she beamed at Sam.
" Hey, I almost forgot I had this." Said Sam as he reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his digital camera.
" When'd you have time to stuff that into your back pocket?" Asked Alkaya with a goofy grin.
At this, Sam merely smiled and winked. He had his ways.
Alkaya smiled back and then turned her full attention to her newborn child.
Sam immediately began to indulge the amateur photographer in himself and began snapping several pictures of mother and baby son bonding.
But all too soon, a nurse quietly walked up to them and gently requested to take the baby so they could clean him up.
Both new parents reluctantly allowed the nurse to take their baby. Sam especially felt a little crest fallen, he'd wanted to hold his son so badly and now, he'd have to wait.
" What do we call him?" Asked Alkaya as she lay down fully onto the gurney, the exhaustion of the whole ordeal once again taking full hold. Her tired but happy blue-green eyes never once leaving the sight of her son as he was cleaned up and weighed.
Sam to turned his gaze to his son and he felt his heart swell once again before he turned back to Alkaya as he spoke.
" Tristan. Tristan Dean... Ozzy Winchester."
Alkaya turned her gaze from the baby to stare at Sam, who grinned back at her like an idiot, albeit, a very very happy one. Then, she started laughing hartily before turning her gaze back to the baby as she sighed and spoke with a serene little smile on her lips.
" Welcome to the World, Tristan Dean Ozzy Winchester."
When the Nurses had finally cleaned baby Tristan up and weighed him, he came to a healthy weight of seven pounds; ten ounces. The Nurses quickly got him into a diaper and a little white baby shirt and a matching wool hat.
" Sir, we'll be moving your wife to a private room very shortly. The rest of your family is in the Waiting Room, would you like to go and tell them the happy news?" Asked a Nurse.
" Can I take him with me?" Asked Sam, his expression hopeful. He didn't seem to notice the slight slip where the Nurse said Alkaya was his wife. For all rights and purposes she might as well have been.
At this, the Nurse turned to the Doctor, who simply smiled and gave a nod of approval.
Sam beamed as the Nurse went over to the table with the heating lamp and picked up the little blanket wrapped bundle and carefully placed Tristan into his father's arms.
Sam blinked back a fresh wave of tears as he held his baby son for the first time.
" Hey there little guy, I'm your dad." Said Sam, yeah, he thought it was kinda lame but, at the moment he didn't really know what else to say.
His response was baby Tristan staring up at him with those big, gorgeous blue-green eyes, an expression of awe etched over his tiny, heart-shaped face. Sam simply smiled before he turned to Alkaya, who gave a small nod and sighed as the two nurses began to weel her out of the delivery room.
" We're going to room 719." Said one of the Nurses quietly as they wheeled Alkaya away but not before Sam uttered quiet a " We love you."
" Love you both too. See ya in a few." Called back Alkaya before she disappeared through the side doors of the delivery room.
" Well Mr. Winchester, let's go introduce little Blue Eyes to the rest of his family." Smiled the Doctor who'd delivered Tristan.
" Yeah." Whispered Sam as he smiled down at the little blue-eyed bundle in his arms. The first in what would be the next generation of the Winchester family.
With a steadying breath and carefully holding his newborn son tightly to him, Sam followed the Doctor out of the Delivery Room.
The walk down the corridor towards the Waiting Room was supposedly a short one but for Sam, it was like a blissful eternity with all his focus on one thing, and one thing alone.
His new son.
The same could've been said for baby Tristan as he stared up at his father, taking in the sight of the man who helped create him. A small cooing noise escaped the tiny infant as Sam chuckled deeply and leaned down to place a gentle kiss to his son's forehead. Naturally curious, Tristan reached out with one of his tiny little hands and instantly latched onto Sam's nose. Another chuckle escaped Sam as he carefully craddled his son in one arm and reached out with he free hand to gently pulled the tiny little hand off his nose and bring it to his lips.
To Sam's amazement, he watched a a tiny, toothless smile spread across his newborn son's face. He didn't think it was possible for a baby that young to smile but, that was what he was seeing, his son's first smile, and it was all his.
Then, the doors that led to the waiting room was upon them.
" I'll go first." Smiled the Doctor, eyeing the slightly nervous look on Sam's face.
Dean, John, and Missouri all looked up when they heard the tell-tale sound of the metal doors being pushed open.
The three of them were instantly on their feet as they watched a female doctor wearing green scrubs step through the door and give them a polite smiled before she asked.
" Are you all the family if Sam Winchester and Alkaya Duncan?"
" Yes." Said Dean, John, and Missouri all at once, all very anxious at this point. Dean was about to break out into a myriad of questions but bit back the urge as he, his father, and Missouri all looked expectantly at the Doctor.
They watched as the Doctor's smiled grew into a full grin as she spoke.
" Well then, there's a very speacial somebody who wants to meet you all."
The Doctor turned and three gazes followed.
The world seemed to stop right then and there as the gazes of Dean, John, and Missouri all fell on a beaming Samuel Winchester and the tiny little bundle in his arms that was wrapped in a white blanket.
" Hey guys." Said Sam as he walked up to them with Baby Tristan.
Dean was the first to recover his voice and spoke, though a whisper was all he could manage at the moment.
" S-Sammy, is that..." He trailed off as his eyes fell on the most beautiful little face he'd ever seen, instantly enthrall by the two big, gorgeous blue-green eyes that stared back at him curiously.
" Y-Yeah, yeah, this is... this is my son. My son." Said Sam, just as softly as he looked down at Tristan before looking back up at the awe-struck faces of his brother, father, and Missouri.
" I have a grandson?" Asked John, finally getting his own voice back, laced with disbelief and wonder as he too took in the sight of the beautiful little baby carefully craddled in his youngest son's arms.
Sam turned to him with tearful, smiling eyes and nodded to his father in silent confirmation. When Sam turned his gaze to Missouri, he found a pair of crying eyes staring back at him.
" Oh, Sammy sweetie, he's gorgeous." Breathed Missouri tearfully.
With a tearful laugh, Sam turned back to Dean.
" You wanna hold him Uncle Dean?" He asked softly with a grin.
Dean looked at his brother, startled for a moment by the offer before he swallowed thickly and wordlessly stepped forward, his arms reaching out for the tiny new life Sam was carefully handing over to him.
Sam carefully handed Baby Tristan over to his uncle for the first time and smiled as he watched his big brother.
" He's so little." Breated Dean, completely mesmerized by the baby he was now holding. John and Missouri stepped forward as well, huddling around Dean for a better look at the baby.
" He's his daddy's spitting image." Smiled Missouri.
" Except his eyes, he has his mother's eyes." Said John in wonder, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness as he smiled down at his new grandson.
" Hey there little guy, I'm your uncle Dean." Said Dean, his voice thick with emotion as his green-hazel eyes welled with tears.
With a happy laugh, John turned and all but pounced on Sam, pulling his youngest son, now the proud father of a brand new son of his own, into a tight bear hug.
A small, shaky sob escaped Sam but he quickly stiffled it as he returned his father's embrace just as tightly.
" You did good son, you did real good. I'm proud of you Sammy." Whispered John into his son's ear.
" Thanks... Thanks dad." Whispered back Sam, his eyes welling with tears, one of them escaping him. Father and youngest son embraced for a little while longer before they pulled away and John turned back to a grinning Dean.
Slowly, hesitantly, John reached out and gentle placed his palm over Baby Tristan's woolen-hat covered head. While he did this, Missouri quietly and carefully counted the baby's toes and finger before she gave a small noise of delight as she spoke.
" Ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes. He's absolutely perfect."
At this, Tristan gave a small coo of agreement, causing all the adults to laugh in absolute joy.
John wordlessly gave a small gesture to indicate to Dean that he wanted to hold the baby. With a tiny nod, Dean reluctantly reliquished his hold around his newborn nephew and handed Tristan over to his grandfather before he turned to his baby brother.
Sam once again found himself wrapped in a tight hug, this time from Dean.
" I'm proud of you Sammy." Whispered Dean.
" Thanks Dean. And for the last time, it's Sam." Whispered back Sam in mock annoyance as he hugged his brother back tightly.
After a few more seconds, Dean pulled away and the two Winchester brother's turned back to see their father beaming at his new grandson as he held him up towards the light.
When he spoke, the words made the three other people's hearts both break and swell at the same time.
" Oh, your grandmother would've loved you at first sight. She'd have loved you with all her heart."
Both Dean and Sam nearly lost it right then and there at the mentioning of their late mother, Mary Winchester.
John cleared his throat before he spoke, now craddling his grandson to him, the little one was slowly begining to fall asleep.
" Sammy, what's his name?" He asked.
At this, all eyes turned to the now second youngest Winchester.
Clearing his own throat and sniffling a little, Sam answered.
" Tristan. His name is Tristan Dean Ozzy Winchester."
There was stunned silence before Dean let out a triumphant laugh.
" Sweet Little Bother!" He exclaimed excitedly.
The Mullet Rock had won a place in his nephew's name. He was ecstatic.
John and Missouri were both looking at Dean like he should be in the Psych ward before they pinned a sheepish Sam with a look.
The proud new father merely shrugged and gave them a helpless look.
" What, Alkaya wanted her pick included. Who am I to argue with her?"