Lino was not a shark who liked to wait around for anything or more so, anyone. Even if it was his child in the labour room, he was making no exceptions. In fact, Lino was just surprised at how long the process was taking, well, much longer than what he was anticipating anyway.

The whole situation was a blur to him anyway. When Connie had complained about stomach pain, he just thought it was something she ate. Finding out later, she was emitted to the nearest hospital where Lino was told to reside in the waiting room. Thinking about it now, he didn't mind that part at all. But that didn't mean he couldn't worry for his wife. He was pulled out of his thoughts when one of the nurses emerged through the hospital doors.

"Excuse me, Miss?" He said stopping from her flow into the lobby. "How's by wife doin'? Is she okay? Has something happened? It has hasn't it?! I mean it's been twelve hours since she when into labour- " He began panicking, so much so that the nurse had to grab his fins to allow him to concertate.

"Hey, hey calm down. So your Mr. Lino, I was just going to call you up but looks like I don't have to." She said with a smile.

"Your wife's fine but more importantly, would you like to see your child?"

"Would I? Of course! A shark don't go without sleep for nothin' ya know?" He said as the nurse led him into the maternity ward.

"Well, are you just gonna stand there, or do you want to meet your son?" Connie said tiredly, watching Lino at the door with a happy go lucky look plastered on his face.

"My son?.." He said swimming nearer to the bed. He came round to his wife's side and peered down at her arms. The little shark pup stired gently, giving Lino a chance to look at him properly. He felt a sense of pride flow through him, for both Connie and his newborn son.

"He's so tiny..." Lino whispered as he looked closely at his son's features. He lifted his head to look at Connie.

"Can I hold 'I'm?"

"What sort of question is that?" She replied with a gently laugh. "Of course you can, he's your son after all."

She handed Lino the pup and correcting his arms so he was properly supported. As he held his son, Lino felt a warm feeling fill his insides, making his smile grow even bigger than before. He laughed as the pup began to whimper slightly.

"So, what are we going to name him?" His wife asked settling some more into the bed.

"How 'bout, Dalamazio Junoir?"

"Not now. Not EVER. Elliot is a good name-"

"Very funny but no way! The poor kid would never be able to live it down."

The two were silent for a moment, trying hard for a name that would suit their newborn, who was figeting quite a bit.

"Well, as I bet it would be a boy... could I get pickin' of the name?" He begged giving Connie his best puppy eyes.

"I suppose its only fair" she agreed begrudingly.

"So what will it be?"

Lino rocked his son gently to sooth him, then tilted his head in thought.

"Frankie. Frankie Lino" he said with an acomplished smile.

"Cute, yet suitable. I love it..." Connie yawned eyelids drooping. She tried to sit up but has eased down by Lino, her efforts in vain.

"You've done enough work t'day missy. Rest up, I'll take care of the kid."

"What a good husband you are" she said before kissing him. He laughed.

"A shark who loves his wife makes her feel happy."

The father stared down at his son through the glass panes. Pups around him cried and whimpered, yet Frankie remained sound asleep in his little cot. Lino felt his heart swell with pride, so much so he almost didn't realise a warm and soft fin slide into his own.

"He's so cute" Connie whispered leaning into him. "I can't wait to take him home with us."

Lino scoffed and turned to face her.

"Yeah sure, just take out all the long nights, diaper changin', the odd blood, sweat and tears and everything would be perfect."

Connie gave him a playful whack on the shoulder before returning to the topic.

"Which remains me; I have to call all the family and tell them them the goo-"

"Fugetuboutit honey, I've done it all already. Everyone at home's just waitin' for you and li'l Frankie."

Connie cocked her head in suprise, making Lino turn to face her.

"What?! I can do stuff to you know! In fact, I bet ya I've done everything that you think I haven't."

"Okay then let's see. Did you pack my over night bag?"

"Yep"

"Actually bring it to the hospital?"

"Most definately"

"Pack the pup a spare set of clothing?"

"The bag is right next to your stuff!"

"My I am impressed, and now the most important question; have you gone home to get some rest?"

"Connie, for the last time- well, I haven't actually..."

His wife let out a small chuckle. "Oh honey, you need to go home and get some rest. You've been here since nine in the morning, and besides, the doctor said I can come home tomorrow, so you can come pick us up."

"Sounds like a plan."

For anyone with the name of Elliot, take no offence.