Love At Its Finest
Chapter 4
By: Harold Finch and Grace Luvr
Author's Note: Hey guys! I hope everybody had a Merry Christmas. This is the last chapter. Thank you JanikaSkyovaBulletGal for your review. And thank you gamergal 16 for deciding to follow and favorite the story! Just so everybody knows, I set up a poll for people to vote about Carter's death in the show.
Harold thought he had heard his fiance wrong.
"What did you say!?"
"I said I think my water just broke Harold!"
Harold looked down and saw the clear liquid covering the bottom of Grace's dress. He immediately began to panic.
"Oh dear god! Grace hang on sweetheart, we're going to the hospital right now, ok?"
Grace didn't even have a chance to answer before her first contraction washed over her and she cried out in pain. Harold quickly stuck the key in the ignition and the car roared to life. He quickly drove out of his parking space at the beach and headed towards the nearest hospital. Harold was driving the 2013 b.m.w. i8 Spyder at 70 miles per hour through the streets of New York City.
"Harold slow down!"
"You could have the baby right here!"
"Yeah, but that beats you killing us in a car crash!"
Harold quickly realized that Grace was right and slowed down to 50 miles per hour.
"Grace, just concentrate on breathing alright?"
She nodded her head, and another contraction went through her as she cried out in pain again.
"Do you know how far apart your contractions are sweetheart?"
"About 1 minute apart. I might have to start pushing Harold, the baby is coming fast!"
"Don't start pushing yet sweetheart, we're almost there!"
5 minutes later, they arrived at Veteran's hospital. Harold quickly parked the car, got out, and rushed to Grace's side to open the door. He helped her out slowly, then they quickly, but carefully walked to the emergency entrance. They walked up to the nurse's desk.
"My, wife's gone into labor!"
The nurse behind the desk signaled to some other nurses who quickly grabbed a wheel chair and helped Grace settle down in it. A male doctor in blue scrubs quickly made his way to Harold.
"Hello I'm doctor Flynn."
The doctor held out his hand to Harold. He shook it.
"I'm Harold Wren."
"Well Mr. Wren, I'm going be delivering your wife's child, and if you'll follow mw, we'll get you scrubbed up real quick."
The nurses began to wheel Grace towards the delivery room and Harold quickly limped after the doctor.
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John and Joss were sitting in the back of the limo on the way to the hotel.
"You know what Joss?"
"What?"
"I wonder how Harold is going to live with not seeing us for 2 whole weeks."
Joss chuckled.
"Yeah, he does get bored easily."
"50 bucks says that right now he's sitting around with absolutely nothing to do. Just being bored."
They both chuckled. If only they knew that it was completely the opposite.
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Harold was now wearing a blue shirt, blue pants, and a blue tie back scrub cap. Now he was following doctor Flynn into the delivery room. He immediately saw Grace laying on the bed in a hospital gown, screaming in pure agony. He limped over and stood by her side, holding her hand.
"Harold! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
At this point, Grace had tears in her eyes and Harold felt as though his might just break right there.
"I know sweetheart. I know. It'll all be over before you know it. Trust me."
He leaned his head down and placed a kiss on her hand that he held within his. She smiled through the tears until another contraction hit her. Then doctor Flynn told her that it was time.
"O.k. Grace, as soon as your next contraction is done, you need to start pushing. Alright?"
Grace nodded her head. 30 seconds later, another contraction ran through her and she began to push.
"Oh god!"
Harold gripped her hand tighter. Not only for her sake, but for his own as well. He had never witnessed a birth before. Sure he had watched a video on birthing a few weeks ago, but he knew that nothing would prepare him to witness it all before his very eyes.
"Push!"
Grace's body arched backward in pain as she pushed once more.
"I can see the head!"
Harold looked down too and felt himself go quite pale.
"Push!"
She pushed again and the whole head became visible. Harold momentarily shut his eyes and began to breathe deeply so he wouldn't pass out. One of the nurses approached Harold.
"Are you alright Mr. Wren?"
His eyes shot open and he smiled kindly at the nurse.
"Yes I'm fine, thank you."
She nodded and walked away to get a blanket to wrap the baby in.
"One more push should do it. Now!"
She pushed one final time and their beautiful baby was born.
"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Wren, You now are the proud parents of a beautiful baby boy."
They both smiled happily as the nurse wrapped up their little boy in a blanket and gently handed him to Grace.
"Oh my god Harold, he looks just like you!"
"Yes, but I can tell already, that he has your heart and kindness."
She smiled as Harold bent down and gave her a loving kiss.
"Harold, What should we name him. Harold Jr.?"
"No. What about, Nathan?"
Grace looked up into Harold's eyes.
"I think that's a wonderful name Harold."
Grace handed their son to Harold. As soon as he felt little Nathan in his arms, he felt pure love. You could even say, he felt Love At Its Finest.
The End
Author's Note 2: I had a lot of fun writing this sequel. I was thinking about maybe turning this whole thing into a series. So let me know what you guys think about that. Happy New Year everybody!