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Chapter fifty

Ammy's POV

"Have you done your exercises? Have you been to the antenatal class today? Have you-"

"Yes, mom, I have done all of that. God, you are more edgy than I am. In fact, you're more edgy than Alec is and he is in panic mode. He is worrying about being a father to our baby, he doesn't think he'll make a good dad" I cut off mom, only to pile my worries onto her. I am concerned about Alec, he has been on edge over this last week, he keeps telling me he is fine, but I can see otherwise. I think he's having that whole 'father panic' thing, normally men have it about half way through the pregnancy, but it would seem Alec is one of the delayed panicked people. Or maybe he is the only one. Either way, it doesn't stop me from worrying.

"Ammy, your dad is talking to him. I am sure it is nothing; my main focus is on you. You are 40 weeks into your pregnancy now, in fact, you're a few days late as I recall. You must be feeling uncomfortable, have you tried everything they recommend to send you into labour?" mom probes just as Kallie begins to cry. Little Kallie is only 7 months old, but she has bright blue eyes like her parents and she has some thin golden locks on her head. Today mom has her dressed in a red and yellow jumpsuit; it is unbelievable how much Kallie looks like mom. But she has dad's eyes and nose. She is a very pretty little baby.

"Yeah, I am a tad uncomfortable, but I have tried everything they recommend"

"Even spicy food?"

"Yep"

"A long walk?"

"Yes…"

"Vigorous sex?"

"Mom!" I yell, not quite believing what I have just heard leave her mouth. To have my mom ask me if I have had vigorous sex with my husband, in order to send me into labour, well, it sort of freaks me out. I should not be subjected to this, mine and Alec's sex life should be private, not broadcasted to my parent.

"I was only asking; your father and I had vigorous sex to send me into labour with the twins. It works like a charm" mom notes as she stands up, rubbing Kallie's back in an attempt at trying to calm her down. I watch out of pure curiosity, trying to learn new skills that I could use when it comes to mothering my own child when he or she arrives. We decided against finding out the gender, we thought it would be a nice surprise to find out our first child's gender on the day of their birth.

"Pass her here, I'll look after her while you go warm a bottle up" I offer, mom nodding as she passes Kallie over to me before heading into the kitchen. Kallie wouldn't take to breast feeding when she was born, so mom had to unfortunately move her to bottles. But they are bottles filled with breast milk, but still. You get what I'm getting at.

"Right, yeah, I'm just going to go check on the twins to make sure they are behaving and then I'll sort Kallie's bottle. Are you sure you'll be okay with her?"

"I'll be fine, mom" I wave off her concern. The twins are sat in the spare room, playing a game of 'scrabble'. Dad says it will help to expand their vocabulary, although how it will, I will never know. They have a wider vocabulary than I have. And I'm almost ten years older! I lay Kallie on my stomach lightly where I rub her back soothingly, her sobs dying down until she is just babbling quietly. At least I managed to calm her down, but she is most definitely hungry, anybody can see that.

Alec's POV

"Ammy thinks you're in that fatherhood panic mode. I've never personally been in that position, I had raised Ammy from six years old onwards, so I had experience and I knew I was able to support my family. So, what is your panic regarding?" Eric probes. We're sat in the study area of mine and Ammy's new home, it took us a while to save up enough money, but we did. But only because Eric and Sookie were kind enough to give us some money towards this house, same with my parents. It really made mine and Ammy's day when we bought this house, it was perfect. We fell in love with it the second we saw it, and now it's ours. It's our family home.

"I've just been thinking, that's all. I'm not panicking, don't worry about it" I assure him quickly. Of course I am lying through my teeth, but the last thing I need is to have my wife's father thinking I am incapable of caring for my family. For my wife and for my child.

"You cannot lie to me. I can see the fear in your eyes, there is nothing to be scared of. You can tell me, one father to another. I just want to help"

"I'm fine"

"You are not fine; you are a new father who is worrying over the minor things about fatherhood, except you are blowing these minor things out of proportion. What is it that strikes your concerns? Is it money? Because I can help you with that, if you and Ammy need money I am willing to help. You just need to tell me an-"

"I'm not worried about my finance. I am panicking over whether I will be able to be a good father; I am scared that I won't be able to protect my child and that I will fail him or her. Not to mention Ammy. I just want to be a good father, but I am afraid I will fail" I sigh, feeling somewhat better now that I have it off of my chest.

I have been worrying about this for over a week now, I have been trying to hide it from Ammy, I really have. I have been keeping my mind occupied by decorating the nursery and moving the furniture about. Ammy wanted to help but I told her no, what with her being so close to giving birth, I wasn't going to risk it.

"Alec, I have seen you with the twins, I have seen you with Kallie. You are great with children; I believe you would make a superb father. You may not think that now, but when you hold your child in your arms for the first time…all those worries…they'll just go away, because all you will be able to think is how you are going to do everything you can to be the best father there is" he tells me, a smile breaking out on my face. I really can't wait to hold my son or daughter for the first time. I bet it feels amazing.

"The baby is coming!" I hear Ammy scream from the front room, Kallie crying loudly as I hear Sookie fussing around.

"It's time" Eric grins before shooting out of the room, me running out as well where I rush to Ammy's side as Sookie stands to the side with Kallie, Ammy is leant over the armchair, her hands gripping the arm of the chair as she pants, a pool of water under her. Holy crap, she is actually in labour. With a small ounce of excitement and panic, I rush upstairs to grab her hospital bag before I rush downstairs where Eric and I lead her over to his family car. Sookie telling us she will meet us there. I nod as I climb into the car where I sit on the backseat with Ammy, my hand taking hold of hers in a form of comfort and support, not to mention love.

"How badly does it hurt?" I wonder aloud, Ammy sobbing lightly.

"Like I have just been stabbed a million and one times" she whimpers, her hand squeezing mine tightly as her contraction hits her. I wonder…

"Do you think it hurts more giving birth, or being kicked in the balls?" oh, God, the glare she showered me with just about gave me the answer.

"I'll tell you what, when I'm about to give birth I'll get someone to kick you in the God damn balls and then we will see which one hurts more" she hisses at me. I should not have said that…

The second we get to the hospital we rush her inside, the maternity people quickly taking over in a rush as they take her to a private room.

"It's okay, baby" I try to soothe her as I sit beside her, her hand in mine as I kiss her cheek lightly.

"Okay, how much time has been passing between the contractions?" the midwife asks.

"It feels like only a minute or two" Ammy pants, her face going red as sweat begins to form on her forehead, her low whimpers telling me she's in pain. I hate seeing her like this, but it is for a good cause. She is giving birth to our little miracle.

"Right then, we need you to push right now. This baby is coming, you are already crowing" she orders Ammy. Ammy practically crushes my hand as she screams while she pushes; my eyes flickering around the room but it is just us. Eric was made to wait in the waiting room. My wife is giving birth to our child. Oh, Jesus Christ.

"I can't do it, I can't do it…" she sobs, her head falling back on the pillow.

"You can do it, you're almost there. We're so close to holding and seeing our child for the first time, just a little more, baby, come on. You can do this" I encourage her, Ammy nodding meekly as she gives one more large push, the sound of our baby crying penetrating the silence.

Within only a few minutes they place our child in Ammy's arms as I sit closer to her, admiring our little miracle.

"It's a little boy" the nurse smiles at us, Ammy looking at me.

"What should we call him?" I probe as I hold his tiny hand. It's so small compared to mine.

"Jack" she whispers, a small smile on her face as she watches our son with content.

"You really mean it?"

"Yeah, it would be an honour to name him after your little brother" she assures me, my heart really growing with love for her. She is the best girl in this world. If you had told me ten years ago that I would be married to Ammy and we would have a child together, I wouldn't believe you. But my God, this has really completed my life. Me, my wife, and Jack. Our son. My family. My everything.

AN: The next chapter is most likely going to be the last chapter, but it will be an epilogue about how everyone got on. As well as about all the Angel things as well, so it will probably be an extremely long chapter. I hope you all look forward to the grand finale of this story xx