A/N: I'm so sorry guys. I'm terrible. My senior year has really been kicking my ass.

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Nora

Labor was just as bad as the videos they showed in health class.

I couldn't focus on watching Say Yes to the Dress with Vee. First off she was cuddled up with Gavin which made me stupidly miss Patch. It was just for a little over a day but I still couldn't help it. Secondly I had been extremely tired all day, which should be normal by now, but it just seemed worse; my back and sides were killing me. It was probably from being on my feet so much, but it wouldn't go away. It was making me uncomfortable and antsy. Once I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up off the couch and headed to bed.

"Are you alright?" Vee called out.

"Yea, I'm just tired."

"Are we making you uncomfortable? Cause we can cuddle if you want." Vee suggested.

I laughed. "No, I'm just going to bed."

"Oh, well, good night." Vee said with a smile.

"Night." I replied half-heartedly

….

After changing into my XL Bun in the Oven T-shirt, I hopped in bed. I started to doze off when the pain returned. It had migrated to my lower back. I curled up in a ball, holding my sides, waiting for the pain to subside. I focused on the cool black silk sheets that reminded me of Patch. I could almost feel his warm arms wrapped around me, comforting me and protecting me.

The next few hours as I tried to sleep was a constant cycle of dozing off and pain. I rolled over, looking at the clock. It was past midnight and I still couldn't fall asleep.

I finally got up and headed for the kitchen in hopes that a quick midnight snack might help. But as I walked to the kitchen I felt the baby kick. At first I thought it was nothing, but as I continued to walk I felt like an elastic waist band snap and suddenly I was standing in a puddle of water. No, it wasn't water.

Down the hall I heard a door creak open, Vee appeared, rubbing her eyes.

"Hey babe, what are you doing up?" she said groggily.

"Vee," I said seriously, "My water broke."

She froze, "Am I dreaming?"

"No, Vee. This is really happening."

Her eyes jumped open, "You're not due for another 6 weeks!"

"Don't you think I know that!" I yelled back.

"Okay, Okay. This is actually happening. Nora is having a baby."

The pain in my sides returned, but this time worse. I doubled over in pain letting out a groan. Vee jumped to my side grabbing me.

"And you're having contractions," She added, "Gavin! Gavin, grab your keys! Nora's in Labor!"

…..

I was glad Gavin drove to the hospital, mainly because Vee would have driven like someone who just robbed a bank trying to get away from the police.

We made it to the hospital in one piece, Vee and Gavin at each of my sides. I tried to focus on breathing because the contractions were coming quick and more painfully with each passing moment. As we walked through the automatic doors, Vee shouted for the nurses to help. They quickly pulled a wheelchair up to set me in. 2 nurses took Gavin and Vee's places, one holding my hand, the other pushing the wheelchair.

They pushed me through another set of doors, but as we turned a corner I saw Vee and Gavin weren't following me. The doors to where they were taking me were closing and a nurse was holding Vee back on the other side. How was I going to do this without my best friend? Or Patch?

"Ma'am, can you tell us your name?" One of the nurses asked.

"Nora Grey. My obstetrician is Dr. Williams."

The nurse turned to another nurse and muttered something to her then she ran out of the room.

"Alright, I'm going to see how far dilated you are." She did so. "You're already 8 cm. We won't have time to move you before the baby comes. How long have you had contractions?"

"I guess a few hours, but I didn't think they were contractions. I'm 6 weeks early! I just thought I was getting really bad back pain or I don't know! " I started to feel panicked. What if the baby doesn't make it? No I couldn't afford to think like that. We had made it this far and I wasn't going to give up..

…..

After an hour of intense labor, a healthy baby boy was born. We didn't really talk about names much since we had been busy with the baby shower planning, moving, and now wedding plans. But once I saw him I knew it would be perfect. Hunter Harrison Cipriano.

The name Hunter came from a badass hero in one of Vee's favorite books. One day she was ranting about this book with the main hero being dark, mysterious, and infuriating which about summed up Patch. And being Patch's son, I knew he would turn into a spitting image of Patch, so the name was perfect.

Right after the umbilical cord was cut, I held my son for a moment. I cradled him in my arms. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes, but I held them back. He was so beautiful and I was so glad he was okay. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open and I was staring into a pair of dark blue, wide eyes. His eyes were full of joy and love, I couldn't help but smile as a few tears of joy snuck out.

The nurse said he was rather large for a preemie baby and seemed quite healthy, but they wanted to make sure. So they took him away.

Feeling helpless, I fell back into bed and let myself start to doze off.

…..

I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until I felt a hand touch me. I knew it was Patch because when he touched me he was gentle and careful as if I was glass and he was afraid he might break me. He brushed a few stray hairs from my face. Feeling his touch and warmth, instantly soothed my pain; I felt it melt away.

"Hey, baby. I'm here."

…..

40 hours later, I was being discharged with my new son and Patch by my side. I didn't even want to ask how he got there in less than 3 hours, but he did and he never left my side after that. After Vee clawed her way through security, she ranted about needing to learn how to 'Jedi mind trick' people, hugged me, then ran out to do last minute baby shopping. We hadn't bought a baby carrier or clothing; Vee and I planned on doing it next week after Patch got back from Delaware. But Vee promised she wouldn't let herself get carried away, so we could go shopping after I got discharged.

At home, I found a dark wood, nearly black crib, sitting next to our bed. A blue sheet covered the mattress with a matching blue skirt and a red fleece blanket folded over the side.

Vee and I had already decided what colors we wanted to do for the baby's room; we decided baby blue, crimson red, cream, and black, but we never got the chance to buy the bedding and wall decorations for it. I sighed. There was so much to do in the next few weeks. I looked down at my baby bump. That was another thing I needed to do. I need to lose my baby bump. Vee would rather die that exercise with me, so it'll be hard to stay motivated.

Hunter was sleeping perfectly in his carrier. I set him down on the ottoman that lay at the end of our bed while I made his bed.

Patch was in the kitchen making dinner; as I reached our room I overheard Gavin offering to help with dinner. It made me smile. Patch was changing. Since Rixon, he was never buddy buddy with anyone, but slowly over the past few months he's been warming up to Gavin. The baby also changed him in a lot of ways. Though I could tell it was weird for him at first, holding his son grew on him. But that first time, he looked down at his son and saw those dark blue eyes staring at him, his eyes began to glisten; and when Hunter smiled, it was contagious.

I laid Hunter in his crib and headed back into the kitchen. As soon as I stepped into the hall, the intoxicating aroma of sizzling chicken made my mouth water. Patch's cooking didn't even compare to hospital food. For someone who doesn't have to eat, he's an amazing cook.

I sat on the couch next to Vee who was watching 'Say Yes to the Dress.' Since Patch's proposal, she's been obsessed.

"Ouhh, look at that one, babe!" Vee exclaimed, referring to the lace corset gown that was skin tight on a lady who shouldn't be showing that much skin with a very deep sweet heart neckline and was see through everywhere in the chest area except the boob area.

"It's a little showy don't you think?"

"Pff, you gotta show off your goods."

"My mom would have a heart attack. Besides I want something simple, nothing glamorous or extravagant…"

Before Vee could reply, Gavin called saying dinner was ready and the conversation dropped.

..

After dinner, I headed for my room to take a shower. I was dying to get this hospital funk off of me.

I tipped my head up, letting the warm water fall onto my face as I ran my fingers through my now damp hair. I had just finished washing my hair when I felt a body press against mine. Ever so slightly I turned my head to the side and saw a familiar face. He pushed my hair to one side and pressed soft kisses trailing from my ear down my neck.

"Angel…" He whispered.

He kept his hands innocently at my sides, sometimes moving on my baby bump. I turned towards him, meeting my forehead with his. His black hair was messy and parted weird but it was unbelievably sexy on him.

"I love you," He said in a husky voice, "Every part of you. You're body and soul are so perfect. And I'm glad you're mine."

Unable to speak, I kiss him with so much passion and love that it sears into my soul and leaves me breathless.

When I think Patch can't get any more perfect, he proves me wrong. After our kiss, he gently washes me from top to bottom. He lingers in some areas more than others, but it was mostly innocent and wholly loving.

Once out of the shower, we curled up into bed, both of us enjoying being together again. Neither of us slept for a while, but we also didn't say anything. We laid in a comfortable silence, comforted by each other's presence and love.

Hunter being born marked a new beginning in our life and the start of a whole lot of change in us and our lives.