A/N: Could not have done this one without you JackandSam! You're fantastic!
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Martin David by Matteo Zingales
10. Birth
"I have never hated a man as much as I hate you, Raymond Reddington!" Lizzie shouted at the top of her lungs.
Red huffed a quiet laugh and kissed her sweaty brow. He winced slightly as she glared at him and crushed his hand in hers while she gritted her teeth in pain. He's sure that by the end of all of this, he'll have permanent damage to the poor hand.
Her breath came out in short gasps as her nostrils flared.
"Hate me all you want sweetheart." He held her head against his own and grinned at the narrowed eyes she flashed at him. "You're doing great, Lizzie, he's almost here."
"Mrs. Reddington, I need you to give one more big push," The masked doctor in light blue scrubs said from beside her perched legs.
"Red," She gasped as fear crept into her eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"Red, I'm scared. What if I'm not good at this? What if I end up being a terrible moth-"
"You're going to be fantastic, Lizzie," he whispered reassuringly. "Don't you worry about a thing sweetheart. We're in this together…I'll be here every step of the way. You're going to be an excellent mother, and our little boy is going to adore you…just like I do…." He gave her a wide grin that made his handsome face look boyish.
She nodded, breathing heavily and groaning in pain. "Promise me…" She panted. "Promise me that everything will be all right, Raymond," she said as tears escaped her eyes.
"Lizzie…everything will be all right…" He gently pressed his lips against hers and whispered against them. "You're going to be alright."
"Mrs. Reddington, push on the count of ten."
"Are you ready Lizzie?" He asked.
She searched his eyes in wonderment, considering his words for a brief moment before an onslaught of contractions hit her and a scream escaped her lips.
"One, two, three, four…"
"Deep breaths Lizzie, in out…nearly there…."
"Push!"
Lizzie gritted her teeth and cried out as she clutched his hand tightly.
"Come on, sweetheart. Nearly there."
She gasped after one final push and sagged against his chest as he pressed his face in her hair and hummed in satisfaction.
"I'm so proud of you, Lizzie," he whispered in her ear.
A beautiful cry filled the room as the doctor and nurses happily talked amongst themselves.
"Red!" She gasped as she limply raised her hand behind her head and ran her hand down his head. "He's here," she said quietly.
He kissed her cheek softly and whispered against her skin, "I know Lizzie, can you hear him?"
Red peered over towards the crowd of nurses that were seeing to his son, trying to catch a glimpse of him.
"Thank you for this, Lizzie…you've made me the happiest man on earth."
He kissed her lips softly, then pulled back and smiled at her.
A nurse approached them and placed a small bundle with dark brown hair into her arms.
"He's beautiful," Lizzie said softly.
"Hello, Samuel Ray Reddington," Red whispered lovingly.