Summary: The End.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is fiction

Epilogue

Oliver paced the hospital waiting room. It was too soon. This wasn't supposed to happen now. God, would Bart be alright?

"Oliver? Is he ok? What happened?"

Oliver smiled as the Kents, Chloe, AC and Victor approached him.

"I don't know. We were watching t.v. and then he tells me his water has broken and to get him to a hospital. Where's Joanna and Jeremy?"

"With the nanny. They're fine."

"Oliver, why aren't you in there."

"Well I was in there Chloe. And then I told Bart to breathe and he started screaming about how I was always telling him what to do and kicked me out."

"Don't feel too bad. Lex nearly broke my nose. They go a little crazy during childbirth. All we can do is wait."

"Great. Just wait."

Oliver collapsed into a chair beside the doors to the maternity ward. All he could do was wait. This would take hours.

"Mr. Queen? Your child has been born. You have a healthy baby boy."

"And Bart?"

"He's fine. Do you want to see him?"

"Yeah. Will you guys be alright out here?""

"I think we're going to go home Oliver. This is a moment for you and Bart. We'll visit tomorrow."

Oliver waved goodbye to his friends and walked into the private room that held his lover.

"Hey sweetie."

"Hey Oliver. Wanna meet your son?"

"Yes I do."

The nurse handed the baby to Oliver. His son. This was his son. The baby had Bart's pale skin, Oliver's blond hair and green eyes.

"Green eyes Bart? Anything you want to tell me?"

"Yeah. My mother had green eyes."

"Oh. Anyway, how are you?"

"Perfect?"

Oliver raised his eyebrow at his lover, who managed a small laugh.

"Fine. I'm tired and sore. But it's ok, because we have a son. Did we pick a boy's name?"

"Luke. Remember? They must have you on the good stuff."

"Luke Queen. I love it. I love you too."

"And I love you. Everyone will be coming to visit tomorrow, so get some rest."

Bart smiled at his family and nodded off. Oliver looked down at his son, who was sleeping in hi arms.

"Like mother like son."

He knew if Bart ever heard him call him mother, he would be killed. But Oliver didn't care. He had a son and a beautiful lover. Lionel was taken care of for now and Oliver could concentrate on his family. And he planned to. Hopefully, in a months time, Bart would be his fiancee. And then, Oliver would have everything he had ever wanted. Bart let out a little snore as Luke shifted in his arms. His family would be safe and happy. Oliver would make sure of that.

A/N Done. R&R please. That's it folks. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.