My Rock (Pt. 2)

detective-sonshine:

A/N- This takes place
directly after part one so read that before you read this- part one

Warnings- slight
smut, angst, and a very nervous daddy to be

Sonny pulled you down on top of him to straddle his legs.

“Sonny!” you laughed as his hands ran along the hem of your
shirt.

“Let’s make love,” he whines, looking at you with those blue
puppy dog eyes of his.

“Baby, we can’t right now,” you say, feeling him grind up
against you.

“But sex induces labor and I’m really horny right now,” he
blushes.

“Sonny… we don’t need to induce my labor.”

“But you said last night that you’d do anything to have the
baby.”

You were laughing so hard at this point. Sonny usually never
gets this whiny when he wants to have sex so this was a real treat for you to watch.

“We don’t need to induce my labor because I’m already in labor,” you explain.

Sonny’s eyes got big and the color drained from his face as
he practically threw you off him.

“Babe! Why didn’t you tell me? We have to go, now!” He
begins to rush all around your bedroom, throwing clothes all around the room to
find his sweat pants and an old Fordham Law tee shirt he loved so much. By the
time you got up from the bed, he was putting on his shoes.

“Baby, you need to stop rushing.”

“I’m not rushing, you’re rushing!” he practically yelled.

“No baby, you’re rushing,” you giggled, pointing down at his
feet. He had put his shoes on the wrong feet.

He grabbed your hand and rushed you into the living room,
grabbing your coat for you and gesturing for you to put it on.

“Babe, I’m not ready to leave yet. We still need to eat.”

“Eat?” he asks, as if he had never heard of it. “How can you
eat right now?”

“Like this,” you say, piling bacon into your mouth.

He looked at you with bewildered eyes.

“You’re in labor, Y/N. We need to go now and get you settled
and call our families and load the car and—” he gasped.

“I forgot to get Junior’s first teddy bear from Ma’s house! It
was my bear when I came home from the hospital and I wanted to give it to our
baby. Why am I such an idiot?” he sat on the couch with his head in his hands.

You had never seen your fiancé act like this. He was
nervous, fidgety, stutter, and a bit sweaty. It was kind of cute.

“Look at me Sonny.”

He refused, shaking his head.

“Dominick Carisi Jr!” you exclaim sternly. That got his
attention.

“We will go to the hospital when I am ready. You need to
calm down and eat your breakfast. Now.” you gave him a stern look. His eyes got
big once more before he walked to the dining room table and sat down, picking
up his fork to eat. You’ve never seen him eat so fast in his life.

“There. Now can we go?” you roll your eyes. “Doll, I’m freaking
out here. Were about to have a baby and I’m scared to death. The least you can
do is give me an ounce of peace and let me take you to the hospital. I don’t want
anything happening to you or the baby without nurses and doctors around to
help.”

You sighed. Your brave and strong fiancé was now a messy
ball of nerves. ‘Who’s the rock now?’
you thought.

You agreed, hoping he would calm down once situated into a
delivery room. He loaded the car quickly and held your hand all the way to the
hospital.

A few hours later, you were in a dazed bliss. You had just received
your epidural and were 1 centimeter away from having your sweet, sweet baby.

Sonny had been so sweet to you during this time, but he wouldn’t
stop pacing. Every contraction you had he was at your side rubbing your
forehead. You started to get extremely annoyed at him and ended up swatting his
hand away. Now, he was sitting in a chair he had pulled up next to you,
twiddling his thumbs. You heard the door open and looked up to see the doctor
walking in with some nurses.

“Alright Y/N, are you ready to meet your baby?” she said
after checking me. You were fully dilated and ready to start pushing. You got
butterflied in your stomach as Sonny squeezed your hand and planted a small
kiss to your head. You were about to become parents.

Sooo.. part three?

So sweet. Love this ❤❤