Disclaimer: NCIS characters do not belong to me..I just enjoy toying with their insignificant but oooh so entertaining lives! Mwahahahah!
Chapter 6:
The doctors wheeled Abby into the operating room, and the anesthesiologist followed them in to administer the epidural. They asked Abby to climb up onto the operating table, which she did. The anesthesiologist moved to stand behind her, and a nurse helped to part the hospital gown so that Abby's back was bare, save for the tattoos that decorated it.
"You've got some pretty groovy artwork here." He said, as he laid the sterile shield over her back, and confirmed the amount of epidural in the syringe.
She smiled, as he instructed her to drop her shoulders and lean forward. "Thanks." She replied, the smile fading as the needle was inserted.
All she could think about was the concern she felt over her child, whether everything was going to be ok. She listened half-heartedly as the doctor explained the procedure, and then they asked her to lie down, and let them know when she lost feeling below her chest.
It didn't take long, and soon the doctor called Tim in so he could be with her during the procedure. She thought to herself how handsome he looked in his scrubs, as they put up the screen and prepped the field for surgery.
Tim took one look after the doctor made the first incision, and blanched.
Abby fought the urge to laugh at him. Abby could feel the differences in pressure as the doctor cut through first the skin, then internal layer after layer of tissue to reach the uterus, but she felt no pain, and before she knew it, the doctor said "Get ready to hear your little one." as the final layer was cut and parted.
The doctor slid a hand in through the opening and Tim looked out of curiosity in time to see the doctor pulling the baby's head out and clearing the mouth and nasal passage before pulling the rest of the way.
As the baby was lifted out onto the awaiting blanket held by a nurse, Tim gasped. The doctor smiled as Tim realized his first born was a son. "It's a boy, Abby.. A boy" He said, kissing her on the forehead.
Abby smiled, fighting against the urge to be nauseous. The smell of the oxygen coming through the nasal tubes was making her feel sick to her stomach and she began to wretch.
The baby's healthy sounding wail brought on a fresh bout of tears as he was examined by the pediatrician.
Finally, he was placed on Abby's chest with a declaration of perfect health. One of Tim's hands held hers softly, while the other stroked his newborn son's cheek. He was perfect.
A few moments later, a nurse was lifting the baby, saying he had to be brought to the nursery for some routine tests, and for his first vaccine, and then he could be introduced to waiting friends and family.
Tim followed the nurse as she wheeled the baby-tub on wheels to the nursery, leaving Abby to wait for the doctor to close the incisions.
An hour later, Abby was wheeled into the labor and delivery room, where Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, Ducky, and Tim waited. She smiled at all of them. "I don't think I've ever seen anything more wonderful."
Ziva smiled. "He is gorgeous."
Abby shook her head. "No, I mean..to see all of you here, my whole family together.."
Tony laughed. "That's just the morphine talking."
Gibbs grinned, and smacked the back of his head, and everyone laughed.
It was music to Abby's ears.
The End.
A/N: Well, I hope you all enjoyed the final chapter. Please feel free to review. :D I love getting reviews from my readers. I didn't decide on a name…because I can't decide on a name for my own son, due in two months. :P Thank you all for reading!