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Credit: A special thanks goes to pink chocolate unicorn—without you it would not have been possible. Thank you for always standing behind me; for everything you do for me :)
Just a little note: I don't want to seem to be rude. But indeed - I got a a question: Why do you click on a story, if you don't like this couple? I wouldn't waste my time complaining about it, if I do not like that couple. Just a thought. However, if I do not like a couple or a story - I ignore it. But as we all know: tastes obviously differ ;-)
But I need to mention: At first I thought it was very strange. I was always thinking, till some time ago: Nick and Trubel were like brother and sister - Nick the big brother and Trubel the little sister...But I've defended "that" a long time. But then I stumbled actually over a fanfiction about (Nick/Trubel) and I thought: Give it a try! What can I say? I have given Trubnick the chance and since then I like them together.
And to all the other: Thank you to all who have reviewed, favorited and followed. I am very happy about it - and I hope you will enjoy the next one :)
Chapter 7
Nick stood holding his sleeping son in his arms. He looked down at his son, a few happy tears slowly trailing down his face. Who would have thought he'd be a father? Tenderly, he stroked the baby's soft, chubby cheek and smiled as Kelly's lips pursed and shifted a little in his sleep.
He remembered who was in bed in front of him and his cheeks flushed warmly with embarrassment at being caught out. But when he looked up, he saw that Adalind was asleep. He briefly wondered what he should do.
He opened the door and stepped into the hallway, looking for Rosalee and Trubel. He headed towards the patient waiting area and noticed the two women were engrossed in a conversation. He cleared his throat, getting their attention. Both women looked up, broad smiles on their faces when they saw him.
Rosalee turned to Trubel, "Look at daddy Nick with his son," she said warmly, standing up. Trubel did the same, following Rosalee to stand beside Nick to look at the baby.
"This is Kelly," Nick said quietly, voice lowered so he wouldn't wake the baby. "Adalind's idea. Thought it would be nice to name him after my mom," he added, a fresh batch of tears stinging his eyes. At first, he wanted to turn away, hide them from Rosalee and Trubel, but he didn't. Both women were his friends, and after all that had happened he figured he could show a little weakness.
Trubel and Rosalee both laid gentle hands on him, giving him comfort, smiling warmly at him.
"I think it was a very nice gesture from her," Rosalee said of the blonde. She wondered if Adalind knowing Kelly had cared for Diana had factored into the decision.
Trubel gently stroked along Kelly's chubby fist. She kept the touch light, not wanting to disturb the baby. She didn't know what else to do; she wasn't really a 'baby' person. She smiled as a tiny fist clamped around her finger even as he slept.
"Yeah," Nick agreed. He'd been surprised by the thoughtfulness from Adalind. Especially given their rather turbulent past. Nick made a face. "Although, it would have been interesting to see how long we would've fought about a name we could agree on otherwise," he said, smiling a little and shaking his head. "That definitely would've been... something."
He looked to Trubel and Rosalee, noticing both apparently had the little boy already close to their hearts, going by the soft expressions on their faces. After several minutes of visiting, Nick brought Kelly back to his mother. He did not want Adalind to wake up and be shocked to see her son gone—not after what had happened with Diana.
Carefully, he put his son in the bassinet set by Adalind's bed. "I'll always be there for you, no matter what happens," he vowed softly, stroking a finger down his son's cheek again.
To be Continued?