Fall for You; Gene

[Christa Wilson]

I smile slightly as I feel him wipe my cheek before I kiss his lightly. His hand runs through my hair and I can't help but want to hold him longer, never wanting to release him. My fingers get caught in his hair and I kiss his cheek before swinging my legs over the bed. I stand up and offer my hand to him, hoping he would take it. "You want to go see your son?" I ask, smiling down at him as if nothing had ever happened to me. He was such a tough guy but I seemed to melt that immediately, making him seem like a huge softie. My arms wrap around his waist as he stands and I keep my head against his chest, missing being this close to him though it was only a few hours.

[Gene Wasek]

A sad smile crosses my face as she kisses my cheek and I stand to wrap a supporting arma round Christa's waist. I didn't know if it was a good idea for her to be walking around, but the nurse hadn't said anything to stop her. "I have a son." I state, getting used to the sound of the words on my tongue. "Yeah." I breathe, pulling her close for a light kiss before letting Christa go once more. "Let's go." I say, starting towards the door at a slow pace.

[Christa Wilson]

I lean against Gene for support before leading him to the small room where they kept the babies. Our son would be in here for a while and I knew it would be hard on me since I wouldn't have time to ever hold him as he grew. He was in the incubator since he was months early. I held tightly onto Gene's hand and smiled up at him. "Here's your son. Jauffre. I was thinking of a middle name though I never came up with one," I explain, looking at our child as he squirmed around, seeming to want food.

[Gene Wasek]

I let her lead me out of the room and down the hall to the room where they kept babies. We go over towards a contraption that held a red, wrinkled baby. "He's perfect." I breathe, ashamed to have tears rolling down my face. I wipe at my eyes and smile at Christa, pulling her to me tightly. "Jauffre." I repeat, nodding.
"George." I say randomly, grinning softly. "A unique first name so a boring middle name." I explain, running a hand through her hair.

[Christa Wilson]

I smile as I hear Gene though my eyes are focused on the baby's heart monitor. He pulls me to me and I can't help but smile as I hold him and look at our child. His hand runs through my hair and my mind goes to my labor. It would have been so much easier if he was there, petting my hair. "Jauffre George Wilson," I say with a slight frown. We couldn't have his last name for the baby since I wasn't married or engaged. I liked the rule but at the moment, it wasn't something I wanted. I lean my head against his chest and look at the child as he squirms about, reaching for something unseen.

[Gene Wasek]

"It sounds nice." I sigh, pressing my lips to the top of her head. I knew it wouldn't be able to happen, though, because we weren't engaged or married, and it tore me apart. I wanted him to have my name, yeah, and I truly felt the pressure. But, marriage. It was a huge thing. I lived with Christa, and I loved her, but the commitment scared me. Finally I decide. I pull back and take her hands in mine before getting down on one knee. "I don't have a ring or anythng, but 'yknow.." I start, biting my lower lip and looking away. "I love you, Christa, and I love our son.. will you marry me?" I ask, looking up at her with a hesitant smile.

[Christa Wilson]

I look away from our child as he sighs and know that he felt the same way about it as I did. Jauffre deserved to have his father's name. My mind is so focused on the thoughts that I don't notice Gene pull away until he take both of my hands. I look over and notice him get on one knee and I'm confused by the timing but I smile and nod, watching as one of the nurses that were in the room walks over to give Gene a simple ring. I giggle as she insists that we take it and look down at him before looking up at our baby.

[Gene Wasek]

I grin as she nods and look over as a nurse comes up and I shake my head, going to push her hand away but she makes me take it and I stand, taking Christa's left hand into mine to slip the ring onto her finger before pulling her into my arms. I mouth a 'thank you' to the nurse before pulling back and kissing Christa affectionantely. "I love you." I sigh, resting my head on her shoulder as I looked into the incubator at our son. I didn't know if I was ready for the responsibility of being a father, but I'd try my best.

[Christa Wilson]

It takes a moment but as he slides the ring onto my finger, I feel myself begin to cry. I hold tightly onto him as he kisses me and soon reset my head against him, still crying but clinging to him. "I love you, too," I mumble through the tears. I turn my head to look back at our child and laugh slightly before holding Gene's hand. "Jauffree George Wasek," I correct with a grin as I squeeze Gene's hand. I rest my head against his shoulder and can't help but wonder if this was just my imagination. I mean, I had been pretty badly drugged.

[Gene Wasek]

I frown as she cries and hold her tighter, the nurse smiling at me. I grin and run a hand through Christa's hair gently. I lace my fingers through hers and grin, nodding. "Wasek sounds better." I state with a chuckle, pressing my lips to her cheek lightly. "When do you get to come home? I know it'll be a while for J." I ask, not feeling like saying his full name. It still had to sink in. I was a father. I was engaged. I had a family to take care of now. I hold back a sigh. This was a big step with alot of responsibility.

[Christa Wilson]

I smile as he runs a hand through my hair and squeeze his hand before looking over at my wrist. "I think I'm going to be discharged later today or tomorrow," I say with a shrug before kissing his cheek. I knew that it was a huge step for both of us and a sigh escapes me. I just shrug it off mentally before feeling the nurse tugging on my shoulder and whispering in my ear that I could go. "Wanna bring me home?" I ask quietly before kissing his cheek and looking at Jauffre.

[Gene Wasek]

I nod at her reply, still looking at our son. God, I needed to call Att and Riddle and tell them that I was a dad.. and that me and Christa were engaged. I grin at the thought and look over as a nurse comes over. "Of course I do, ever since the day I met you." I state, pinching her butt playfully before wrapping an arm around her waist. "You have your clothes here, right?" I add, looking at the gown that Christa was currently wearing.

[Christa Wilson]

I smile and roll my eyes as Gene says he does before jumping slightly as he pinched my butt. A giggle escapes me and I nod, leaning closer to her. "Yeah, they're already packed," I say, looking at our son for the last time I would in months. My arm wraps around him and I smile. I think about Riddle and Att and smile. Gene was going to tell them everything and I really didn't mind it. The only thing that bothered me was when they rubbed my stomach when I was pregnant.

[Gene Wasek]

I chuckle as she jumps at the pinch before following her gaze to our son. I really didn't want to leave him, but I knew the nurses would take care or him. I sigh and start towards the door before heading back down the hallway to the room Christa had been in. I shut the door behind me with me foot before covering my eyes with my hands. "You can change now." I state, turning around to face the wall. I'd seen her naked before, but I'd heard that sometimes women didn't like their bodies after giving birth- stretch marks or weight or something like that.

[Christa Wilson]

I roll my eyes at his chuckle and follow him out of the room. When we get back to my room, I pull off the gown once I hear the door close. "Yeah, you've seen me naked already. No need for you to hide your eyes," I say with a shrug. I pull on my tank top and laugh before sitting on his lap. "I love you," I say as I move his hands so that I could kiss his forehead. I get up quickly and pull on my jeans before sitting back on his lap and leaning my head on his shoulder.