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Natalie:
"John," I say as I wake him up; we both fell asleep after he crawled into bed with me. "Wake up." I gently shake him even though he looks so cute sleeping next to me with his lips pouted out.
His eyes flicker open and his pouted lips return back to their normal form. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I say with a smile.
"What?" he asks me.
"Nothing," I say with a smile.
"No, Natalie, what? Why are you smiling?" he asks me.
I let out a little giggle and say, "Did I ever tell you how cute you are when you sleep? Your lips pout out and it is the cutest thing I have ever seen."
"So you watch me when I sleep?" he asks flashing me his amazing smile.
"Sometimes," I say. "And it's even cute when you drool."
"I don't drool," he says.
"Oh really?" I ask, "then what's this?" I ask as I wipe some drool off the corner of his lips.
"Okay so I drool but at least I don't snore," he says.
"You do that too."
"What do you do, Natalie, just stay up all night listening and watching me sleep?" he asks.
"Not all the time but sometimes," I say with a smile. "I can't help it. You're just too cute."
"I think you're cute too," he says before kissing my lips softly. This is the first kiss he has given me since I saw him since Ashley and Max. It feels weird to me and I do feel a bit uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" he asks me.
"Nothing," I say.
"Something is wrong," he says. "So what is it?"
"Don't take this the wrong way but I'm not exactly comfortable kissing you after everything with Max," I say. "I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry about," he says. "You have gone through so much trauma and terror the last few weeks I don't blame you. If I violate you in anyway just let me know."
"Violate? You don't violate me," I say.
"You know what I meant. I don't' want to trespass against you and cause you to feel awkward," he says sitting up. "You've been through an ordeal so I completely understand."
"Thanks," I say, "but I do love you a lot."
"I love you too," he says with a smile. "Are you going to talk to the police today?"
"I don't know. I'm scared. What if I get arrested for what I did to Max?" I am scared that I could go to jail for killing Max. That is the one thing keeping me from talking to the police. No matter the situation murder is still a crime; a very serious crime that I can spend the rest of my life in jail.
"Relax, Nat, I don't think they'll arrest you for what you did to Max. I mean after all it was in self-defense. He caused you so much pain and torture he deserved it and if any cop doesn't see it that way then they're crazy. You were just defending yourself. You did what you had to in order to keep yourself and the baby safe and so that you could get away. There is no way they can hold that against you."
"But they could," I say.
"They won't," he says.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive," he says.
"Fine," I say, "I will talk to them but I want to see the baby first."
"All right," he says. "That can be arranged."
"Thanks," I say with a smile.
"No problem," he says.
About an hour later after I take a shower and get myself cleaned up to wash Max off of me and to get all the dried up blood off of me I get to see the baby. The shower feels so amazing. It has been at least a month since I had a good shower. I feel so refreshed as John and I walk down to the NICU to see the baby. The nurse lets us in and leads us over to the little baby in the corner. It is bittersweet as I stand over my son. I want to cry because he is so small and has all these tubes and wires connected to him but I want to smile because he is so beautiful. "He is so tiny," I say.
"I know," says John as he wraps his arm around my shoulders. I tense and he removes his arm from me. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," I say. "Look at him, John, he's beautiful."
"He is," says John with a proud smile. "I can't wait for Angelina to meet him."
"She is going to love him. I need to call her to wish her a happy birthday. I can't believe she's 8 years old today. 8 years ago today I thought about giving her up but today I am 100% glad that I didn't."
"Me too," he says. "She is going to love hearing from you especially on her birthday. She has missed you and wanted to see you so badly. I think this is the perfect gift for her and the fact she has a baby brother is another gift."
"Yeah," I say. Angelina is going to be excited when she finds out about her baby brother. She has wanted a baby brother for so long I am glad she finally has one. "He is going to survive right?"
"Of course he is going to survive. He's a Cena which means he's a fighter. And he is your son too. You are a fighter also so we know this little guy is going to fight."
"I know," I say. "I want to hold him."
"You can," says the nurse. "Here," she says as she gets him out of the incubator for me to hold him.
"Thank-you," I say as she hands him to me. "Am I able to breastfeed him?" I ask as I look at John. His face gets red when I ask this.
"Right now it is a little hard to breast feed him because we are feeding him with a tube for now. His sucking isn't as developed as we would like so we are tube feeding him for now but if you want us to put your breast milk into the tube we can do that for you. Then after he gains some weight and can suck you will be able to breastfeed him. It is important that you pump so that your supply doesn't dry up," says the nurse.
"Okay," I say. "I will do that."
"Wonderful," she says.
"Can I talk to you please," says John to the nurse.
"Yes you can," she says.
"Thanks," he says, "Nat, I'm just going to talk to the nurse. Bond with the baby."
"Okay," I say as I watch him walk away with the nurse.
I hold the baby and try to listen to John as he talks to the nurse. "I just want to make sure that you have this nursery secure. There is a crazy woman out there trying to get our baby and I do believe she will stop at nothing to get him. I want security on this baby at all times," I hear him whisper.
"Sir, I assure you no one is going to get into this NICU that isn't supposed to be here. I guarantee it."
"But you don't know this woman. She is absolutely crazy. She is capable of anything. Please just keep this secure," he whispers and it puts a fear into me that I never felt before. Ashley is still out there and it is no secret what hospital I am at. It's the only one in the area. She could easily find me and find my son. I hold onto him a little tighter at the thought of her making her way into the NICU and taking him. I agree with John they need security guarding the door at all times to make sure my baby is safe.
"All right, Sir," she says. "We will make sure we have security on the NICU at all times."
"Thank-you," he says.
"You're welcome," she says.
John walks back over to me and the baby and I say, "do you think she would really try something?"
"Possibly, I don't know," he says. "Anything is possible. I'd rather be cautious than not."
"Well, hopefully after I talk to the police they can find her. Do you think she's still in PA?"
"Possibly. She wants that baby so I believe she's still here," he says, "but I will not allow her to take our son away."
"Neither will I," I say as I look down at our miracle. "John, thank-you."
"For what?"
"For giving me two beautiful kids," I say.
"I didn't do it alone," he says with a smile.
"I know," I say with a smile. "I have a name for him."
"Okay," says John, "so do I."
"You go first."
"Okay, I figure since he is a fighter and he's going to be a fighter I think we should name him Rocky. What do you think?"
"I don't know do you really want to name him after someone that you despise?"
"I don't know," he says, "but I think Rocky suits him."
"I'm not sure I like it," I say because I really don't know how I feel about naming our son Rocky although I can see why John suggested it.
"What about you? What name do you have picked out?"
"Gabriel," I say. "It means Hero of God. I like it a lot. Gabriel suits him."
"I don't know we have to think about it," he says.
"All right, we have a couple days to think about it," I say with a smile. "Isn't that right?" I ask the baby. "Welcome to the world, Little Guy. Your daddy and me are going to make sure nothing ever happens to you. You are our little treasure we are going to protect you the rest of your life."
*A/N: The decision is yours.. what should Natalie and John name the baby Rocky or Gabriel? I am leaving it up to you guys to decide the name that gets the most votes wins. So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.