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"Is everything all right with her up there?" asked Roman as he paced his sitting room waiting for news on his wife as she birthed their child. It had been hours since she went into labor and he had no word on her condition or the baby's condition. He was feeling uneasy everything was silent in the home, not even a cry or scream from his wife or child. The day gave way to the evening and the evening sky gave way to the night sky and still he had no word.
"I'm sure everything is fine," said their maid. "I'm sure Della and the baby are fine. It takes hours sometimes for a child to come into the world. Relax," she said as she poured him a drink. "Your child will arrive soon."
"I'm about to go up there to make sure everything is okay with Della," he said with worry in his voice. "It's making me nervous," he said as he took a swig of his drink. "What if I lose her or we lose the baby?" he asked.
"Everything will be all right," she said reassuring him that everything with Della and their child would have a happy ending they had come too far and been through too much not to have their happy ending together.
"But you don't know that," he argued.
"Della is healthy and young. Everything will be fine," she said as the nurse appeared at the top of the staircase catching both of their attention.
"Mr. Reigns," she said with a smile. "Your wife is asking for you."
"She is?" he asked placing his drink down on the mantle. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes, Mr. Reigns," she smiled. "Everything is perfect," she answered before Roman followed her to his bedchambers where is wife labored. She opened the door and allowed him to enter the room. "Congratulations," she smiled. "You're a father."
Tears filled Roman's eyes as he made his way over to his beautiful wife. She looked more beautiful holding their child than she had ever looked in their entire time together. He had loved her at first sight but the love he felt for his wife and the mother of his first child didn't even compare. He loved her more each day and even more in that moment when her blue eyes met his and she grew a smile on her freckled face as she held their child in her arms. "Hello," she said with a smile as the tears burned his eyes as he walked closer to the bed. Without a word he kissed her lips softly taking her breath away as his heart skipped a beat. "Congratulations," she said breathlessly as they broke the kiss. "It's a girl," she said proudly.
"We have a daughter," he smiled. "She's beautiful," he said looking down at their daughter as he climbed into bed next to them. Their daughter mirrored him, she shared his skin tone, his dark hair as her head was full of beautiful raven black hair and shared his thick lips and mouth. She was his daughter there was no denying they had conceived that beautiful baby girl together from their love. She was the most precious sight in his eyes she was tiny with long fingers and long toes, her lips pouting out as she slept. "She's so beautiful," he cried as his heart skipped a beat. "Just like her Mama," he smiled through his tears of joy. He had never loved something so much as he loved their daughter. "I was so worried."
"It took a while," she said with a smile, "but seeing your face and seeing her face made the pain and time worth it. She looks like you," she smiled.
"She does," he smiled back as he wiped the tears from his eyes. "She's perfect."
"She truly is," she smiled back at her husband. "I love you, Baby."
"I love you too," he said with a soft smile before he kissed her lips softly.
"Do you want to hold her?" she asked.
"Yes," he said proudly before Della handed him their daughter. He took her in his arms gently not to wake her up as she slept in his arms. "Hello, Beautiful! Welcome to the world. Your mama and I have been waiting so long to meet you and now you're here. You stole my heart at first sight just like your mama did over a year ago. The first time I saw her I knew she would be my wife and I was going to spend the rest of my life with her and then we created you. You're the most precious thing I have ever seen in my life and I never knew I could love something so small so much. I love you, we love you more than any words can ever say. Right now things are going to be a little tough but I promise when we get to America there will be a new life waiting for us and we can live freely. I love you so much," he said with tears burning his eyes. He kissed her forehead softly. "She needs a name," he suggested.
"She really does," said Della with a smile as she looked at her husband holding their daughter. He looked good holding a baby and he did it with such ease and natural instinct. She couldn't love either of them more than she did in that moment. "What names do you like for her?"
"I like Alexandra," he said with a smile. "She looks like an Alexandra."
"I don't know if I truly like that name enough. What other name do you like?"
"Victoria," he said.
"I'm not fond of Victoria either," she said. "I was thinking we could give her a family name," she suggested. "What about Leah? After your mother?" she asked.
"Leah," he smiled as she stirred in his arms as if the name was meant to be hers. "Leah," he said again. "I love the name Leah it's perfect."
"I think she likes it too," smiled Della. "Leah Grace," she said with a smile of suggestion. "Leah Grace Reigns."
"I love it," he said with a smile. "Hello, Leah," he said to his tiny daughter and she let out a small grunt in reply. "It's perfect like her. I can't believe I am a father."
"You're going to be an amazing Papa," she smiled. "One of the best," she said with a smile.
Meanwhile as Roman and Della celebrated the birth of their baby girl Leah, Dean and Adelle had to pause their trip in the darkness of the night. They were nearly to Italy as Adelle began her labor. Dean set up blankets in a small secluded cabin in the woods to make things comfortable for Adelle as she labored. Adelle sat by the fire in the cabin while Dean gathered all the materials he needed to deliver her baby. He had hoped that she wouldn't go into labor until they reached Italy because he had never delivered a baby before and had no idea what he was supposed to do, or how to deliver a baby. He brought towels and water into the small room of the cabin. "How are you feeling?" he asked her.
"This is the worst pain I ever experienced in my life," she answered him before letting out a scream. "It hurts, Dean."
"I am certain that it does but it's almost time," he said as he saw the crowning of her baby's head. "You're going to need to push the baby out," he said.
"Okay," she said softly feeling weak from her pain. She gave a push and cried out in pain with tears in her eyes. She let out another push as Dean waited to deliver the baby.
"You're doing it, Adelle," he said with a smile. "The baby is coming. Give another push," he said. Adelle screamed and pushed a couple more times before the baby was out in Dean's arms. "The baby is here!" he said with tears in his eyes. "The baby is here! It's a boy!" he said with a smile. "We have a son," he said with a smile.
"We have a son," she said with relief as her labor ended. "We have a son," she said.
Although Adelle's son was not Dean's son he still felt overcome with the joy at the excitement of being a father. Dean was going to marry Adelle when they arrived in America and they would be a family together leaving the life they lived behind them in England and Spain. He looked forward to making Adelle his wife and her son his own. No one would ever know the truth except for Adelle and Dean. "He's beautiful," he said with a smile and tears of joy blurring his eyes as he held the tiny baby boy in his arms. Lucky for both of them the baby boy resembled Adelle more than he resembled Seth it would be easier for them to keep their secret. Dean cleaned the baby off and wrapped him up in a blanket before he handed him to Adelle.
"He's truly beautiful," she said with tears in her eyes despite the pain and sorrow she experienced while being held captive by Seth the only joyful and precious thing to come from the pain and sorrow was her baby boy. "He looks just like me," she said touching his tiny fingers, "my nose, my mouth," she said softly. "He looks nothing like Seth," she said relief. She ran her hand over his soft fuzz of light brown hair. "He's precious," she said as she kissed the top of his head. "Yet I know nothing of being a mother," she said.
"I know nothing of being a father but we will learn together," he said softly with a smile. "We'll take shelter tonight and begin our journey tomorrow at nightfall we're almost to Italy."
"I am anxious for Italy," she said holding her son before she fed him from her breast. "It's been a long time since I have seen Della. What if Seth finds us before we make our way to Italy?" she asked. The fear was always in the back of her mind that he would have caught onto Dean's trick and return back to Spain to see she was gone. She feared he would come after them and put them through one of his severe punishments. She had seen too much and knew too much about Seth in the months he held her captive. He had no remorse, he was selfish and he would destroy anyone or anything that got in his way. He had proved it many times when he would murder an innocent being for getting in his way. He was ruthless. She couldn't imagine how precious and beautiful her child was coming from a man like Seth. She was going to raise him to be a better human, a better person than his father and with Dean she knew it would be possible.
"I told you, Adelle, I will let no harm come your way or the way of our child. You'll be safe with me. We're closing in on Italy. Just a couple more nights of travel and we will arrive. I've got you, Adelle you don't have to worry," he said.
"You know I'm worried," she said looking up at him as he sat next to her by the fire. "He's Satan himself," she said. "He's evil, I have seen him do many hurtful and painful things to people that get in his way."
"You're safe with me," he said before he kissed her forehead. "I love you, Adelle."
"I love you too," she said softly resting her head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around her as they looked down at their child. "He does need a name."
"He does," he said with a smile and his dimples made Adelle smile.
"What do you think of the name Henry?" she asked. "I'm quite fond of the name Henry."
"Henry is a good strong name," he said with a smile. "I like Henry. I'm rather fond of Samuel myself," he suggested. "My father's name was Samuel."
"Samuel," she tested and smiled. "I like Samuel a lot. I'm more fond of Samuel than I am of Henry. What do you think of Samuel Henry Ambrose?" she asked.
"Samuel Ambrose," he said, "Samuel Henry Ambrose," he smiled. "I like it."
"Me too," she said. "Samuel it is after your father, was your father a good man?"
"He was one of the best men I have ever known he passed away from illness when I was 10 and 5," he said, "I miss him terribly," he said.
"I hope that our Samuel can be just as wonderful as your father was," she said with a smile.
"I'm positive he will be," he said with happiness in his voice. "I will never allow him to be like that monster Seth Rollins."
"I would never allow it myself," she said, "how can someone so evil create something so beautiful and so precious?" she asked.
"Because you're the beauty and preciousness that created that beautiful baby, it all outweighed Seth's evilness. You're going to be a wonderful mother," he said with a smile.
"Do you promise when we wed and have our own children together Samuel will not be forgotten by you because he does not share your blood?" she asked.
"I promise," he said, "blood line or not Samuel is my son and he will always be my first born son no matter how many children you and I share. I will always share him with you and be his father."
"I truly love you, Dean thank-you for rescuing me and loving me."
"I love you too," he said with a smile. "I could no longer see you live that life. You deserved more and deserved better than Seth was giving to you. You're still young," he said. "Not all men in the world are monsters and I wanted you to see that through me. We're going to move to America, we're going to have a nice wedding, live together and raise our child or children together we're going to be happy and you'll never have to question my love for you and you will always be the best thing to happen to me. I waited so long to tell you but I have loved you for a long time, Adelle."
"I have loved you too," she said with a smile. "Would you like to hold your son?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes," he said softly before Adelle handed Samuel to the man he would know as his father. He took the baby into his arms gently and looked down at him. He never felt a love like that before there was a bond already forming between Samuel and Dean even if they didn't share blood there was a bond forming. "Hello, Samuel," he said. "You're such a handsome little guy. I love you so much already," he said as Adelle wrapped her hands around his larger arms and looked down at their son "I'm promising that you're going to have the most wonderful life a father can give to their son. We're going to go to a land where we can be free and have more opportunity. I will always be here for you, ready to make you laugh, make you smile to love you and hold you. I'm going to raise you to be the best man you can be. I'm going to marry your mother and we're going to be happy the rest of our lives and we're going to give you a few brothers and sisters but you will always be special to me. I love you, Samuel Henry," he said with a smile before he kissed his son's forehead. Samuel let out a small grunt of approval before scrunching up his perfect little mouth. "He is so perfect like you," he said with a smile before he kissed Adelle's cheek. They spent hours enjoying their newborn son before they both fell asleep ready to begin their journey to a new land, a new freedom in the next few days.
*A/N: What did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.