I cut my eyes back to Gabriel, he gives me a nod.
"Yes, we’d like to know."
Moving the probe around a bit more, Dr. Evans pauses then points to the screen. She doesn’t even have to tell us what it is. Because it’s clear as day. Our son is not shy about showing us the goods. When I turn my attention back to Gabriel, I see his face lit up with the biggest smile. The kind of smile that is reserved for special occasions. Gabriel doesn’t show his smile too often, but when he does, it’s beautiful.
Leaning over the bed, he rests his forehead against mine. And I faintly hear the click of the door, letting me know Dr. Evans has left. Giving us our moment.
"Did you see?" I ask.
"Sí, mi amor. Yes, my love. You are giving me a son."
Fifteen minutes later Dr. Evans walks back in along with Bella and the guys trailing behind. Eagerly making her way to the side of the bed, she looks at me expectantly, "Well?"
"We’re having a boy," I gush out loud.
My sister pulls me in for a hug, while the guys pat Gabriel on the back and offer their congratulations. Except for Jake, who pulls him in for a hug then murmurs something I can’t hear. Jake is more than just these men’s President. He serves as a father figure to them, and they love and respect him as such. I also have no doubt, he will think of himself as a grandfather to our son.
Family is not always the one you are born into, in some cases—like all of ours—it’s the one we choose. And I couldn’t ask for a better family. I’m not very close to my mom. We speak on occasion, and I’ve seen her a couple of times over the last few months. My sister has always been more of a mother figure to me than our own.
"Are you ready to go home, Alba?" Dr. Evans asks, cutting in through all the chatting voices.
"Yes! Very."
She chuckles, "These are your discharge papers, along with instructions to rest. I wrote you a prescription for some pain medicine for your wrist. It is perfectly safe for the baby. If the pain is mild, just take some over the counter pain reliever for the discomfort.” She goes to hand me the piece of paper only Gabriel takes it from her before I do. Rolling my eyes, I turn back to the doctor.
"Thanks for everything, Dr. Evans."
"You’re welcome, Alba. And since you are officially no longer my patient please call me Emerson."
Giving my arm a squeeze she turns to make her way out of the room. Just as she goes to pull open the door, Quinn pipes up.
"Excuse me, Dr. Pretty." But before he can get another word Emerson cuts him off.
"Find your own damn coffee," as she walks out without a backwards glance.
Now all of us are staring at Quinn wondering what the hell he’s done to piss Emerson off. Smirking he looks to everyone.
"What?"
"Estupido, stupid." I hear Gabriel mutter as Quinn, Jake, and Logan start to leave.
"We’ll wait downstairs for ya" Jake says over his shoulder.
Never a dull moment with Quinn.
Slowly sitting up, I swing my legs over the side of the bed.
"You bring me some clothes?" I ask Bella.
"Yeah, right here," She tells me motioning to a bag slung over her shoulder, "Want me to help you get dressed?"
"I got it," Gabriel cuts in from behind me.
"No problem, big guy. I’ll just wait downstairs with the guys."
I mouth a thank you at my sister as she leaves. She wants to help, but we both know Gabriel needs this. Standing in front of me, he takes a hold of my hand and helps me stand.
"Let’s get you dressed Cariño Sweetheart."