AN: This story was previously called "A Life to Hope for" After some time (sorry about that) life finally settled down and I really felt the need to get to know these characters once again and do some revising. So if you're thinking this sounds familiar, then you're right, but i feel it's much better and I have some great help this time! I have so much faith in this story, and I'm excited to get your honest feedback! So enjoy :)

PS- I own NOTHING~

I Got You

Prologue

Haley's POV

I sat on my bed to write, like I always did at this hour, every eight in the evening. Every night I'd write in my journal unless something intervened. Usually that never happened. Anyway, before my next thought could even come, I heard the shower stop and the noise of pitter-pattering water that had filled the bedroom was immediately gone. And that meant one thing. He was done.

He stepped over the threshold of the bedroom, and my eyes were easily drawn to his body, taking in his appearance. His hair dripped wet, his towel was lazily wrapped around his waist, and finally his deep blue eyes stared into mine.

End of POV

"What are you writing now?" the half-naked man questioned as he walked passed Haley and towards the closet to dry off.

"Something that you shouldn't worry about," Haley said, jotting down one more thing in her notebook and afterwards closed it.

"Whatever Hales" he said with a chuckle. Suddenly, after a split-second, he was dead serious. "Is he down yet?" he asked, obviously concerned.

Haley rolled her eyes. "No, at least not yet. He's watching his mobile twirl and twirl. I'm sure he's fighting sleep though, as usual."

"Want me to get him?" he asked.

Haley sighed. "Doesn't matter, I let him take a really long nap today."

"Well even at this age, he likes to sleep as much as his daddy," he commented.

Haley walked closer while he was still drying himself off and patted him softly on the shoulders. "Alright daddy, you can try. But I'm telling you, he's not going to sleep anytime soon."

"I'll at least try. Just let me put on some clothes."

She nodded, and afterwards looking amazed as he got dressed. She loved this man for as long as she could remember, and sometimes still questioned if she were living in a dream. Time did pass by so fast.

Haley's POV

I can remember back when I found out I was pregnant. Nathan and I were both scared out of our minds and really didn't know what to do. We knew we were keeping the baby, but… everything else seemed to be such a blur.

Although, once the initial shock wore off, I was excited to have my little girl; I mean it had to be a girl, right? Well, Nathan just had to insist that we find out the sex. The sonogram spoke for itself. I, of course said that she had her hands between her legs, but I knew that wasn't the case. I was having a boy.

I'll admit was upset at first, but then I realized that I could get a carbon copy of him and soon enough, my disappointment turned into excitement and I couldn't wait to meet my little guy. Correction—our little guy.

Nathan was helpful throughout the entire pregnancy, picking out the furniture and colors for the nursery, and making sure that everything was ready for the little guy. Though, we did argue a lot about the nursery, things were smoothly. I mean, some of his plans were too much to take in. I could not just let him decide by himself and had to speak my mind.

In the end, the room was covered with a wallpaper of dark pale green and blue with brown bears. He'd finally given in once I whined about it for a few days. He had no choice but to agree with me. He has such a soft heart.

And as the days and months passed by, our baby was born at last. Oh, I could even remember that day! It hurt like hell and I almost wished I would have gotten the epidural. But one look at that needle and my mind was instantly changed.

Getting passed that, naming him was also something that we'd gone over thousands of times. I told Nathan that since I was the one who gave birth to him, that I should be able to name him, and that he could name our other children. Other Children. Yeah, that led to another conversation that had me turning beet red. "Let's get through having this one and we'll talk about more later" That statement stopped my tears, and brought a soft smile to my face at the thought of more children.

Eventually after some vetoing and compromising, we named our little boy. He is now Jason Matthew Scott. He was a full six pounds, thirteen ounces and eighteen and a half inches long at birth; and not surprisingly enough the spitting image of Nathan- his father and my husband.