- Your pov-
So much has changed since that phone call.
Not only have we been checking up on our friends, but we have been adjusting to our new house that my parents gave us. Well, really it's just the old house I use to live in before my parents divorced.
Jojen refused me helping, always worrying that I would hurt myself. But, me being stubborn, I rejected the rejection and helped anyways.
I'm going to miss Gram Gram, but it's also nice to have our own place. A place we can call our own.
It's near the woods but a good mile or two away from Gram Gram's house.
And Jojen's gotten use to his phone, and almost never lets it leave his side. He'll help out and then I would randomly catch him taking a picture of me or a part of the house. And sometimes he'll just be playing games.
I smile as I feel arms around me and a hand rubbing my stomach. Jojen places a kiss on my right cheek.
"What are you thinking about Love?" He whispers into my ear.
I hum in response as I look out the balcony doors window. "Nothing much. Just think about how much has changed."
He hums and slowly starts swaying, making me sway too.
"A lot has changed hasn't it." He mumbles into my neck, before he places a small kiss just below my jaw bone.
I hum and close my eyes, and open them when he turns me around.
I smile and wrap my arms around his neck.
"How are you feeling Love?" He asks softly.
I shrug. "Kinda heavy, and kinda hungry."
He chuckles and kisses me, taking my breath away.
"Want me to make you something Love?" He asks.
We stop swaying as I try to think of what I'm craving.
"I'm kinda feeling peanut butter with marshmallow sandwich." I say.
He nods and kisses my cheek and pulls away. "Just be a second love."
I nod and he walks into the kitchen. I turn back to the balcony again.
*insert ringtone*
I turn to see my phone on the table, and I waddle to it.
Gram Gram calling
"Gram Gram!"
"Hello dear, I just wanted to check up on you and Jojen. See how you two were settling in. And Snow misses you two."
I smile. "Well, we're settling in fine. We're almost finished with unpacking the stuff everyone bought for us. So Snow can come over soon ok-"
Pain.
Oh glorious pain.
"YN? YN are you alright dear?"
I hear water hitting the ground and look down.
"Gram Gram. . . . . Come quick. . . The baby's coming." I say.
I hang up as Jojen walks in smiling. But it soon changes when he sees me.
"Love, are you alright?" He asks as he puts the plate down on the other side of the table.
"Jojen. The baby's coming." I say slowly.
And his face was comical. First it was surprise, then it was confusion, then it was absolute panic and terror.
"Oh god. . . . The baby's coming now? Are you sure?" He asks.
I nod. "Yes, the baby's coming!"
~Time Skip after birth~
I was completely tired out, and in pain. I'm pretty sure I cussed out the doctors, nurses, and Jojen too. I was covered in sweat and tears, and I didn't care.
All I could do was stare in awe at the baby boy in my arms.
"You did well Love." Jojen whispered in my ear as he looks over my shoulder at our child.
"I know I did. But next time, you can do it okay?" I say jokingly as I look up at him.
He smiles and nods.
"Have you thought of a name?" The nurse asks.
Jojen glances at them and then down at me and our baby boy.
"I was thinking Bran, after our friend." Jojen says and I smile at him.
"I was thinking the same thing. But I think his name is going to be Bran Howland Reed. After your father." I say up at Jojen.
He smiles widely and leans down, and brushes his thumb over Bran's cheek.
"Bran Howland Reed. It's perfect." He whispers.
The nurse turns to leave but stops. "We'll come back later to take Bran to the other newborns. You can always visit, and you should hopefully be released tomorrow. Have a good rest."
And she leaves.
I smile and I look at Jojen. "Lets tell them." I whisper.
Jojen nods and grabs my phone and carefully sits next to me. He lifts the phone with the camera app open and I angle Bran so they can see his cute baby face. Jojen snaps the picture and captions it, 'Bran Howland Reed.'
And he sends it and kisses me deeply. We kiss for a minute or two before he pulls back and we rest our foreheads together.
"Thank you. For everything." He mumbles.
I smile. "If anything, I should thank you."
-Bran pov-
Arya was back, and I gave her the dagger. The dagger that was going to be used to kill me when I was still in my coma.
I was talking to Arya, when her phone ringed. She pulled it out and her face pulled into a smile.
"YN gave birth. A boy. Look." She says before she shows me the screen.
I see Jojen and YN with a baby wrapped in a white blanket with a blue hat. YN looked tired and Jojen looked extremely happy. And then I notice the words.
"Bran Howland Reed." I say with a smile on my face.
'They named him after me.'
- Jojen pov-
YN went to sleep shortly after they had taken Bran to the nursery. I was awake and I had decided to see Bran. I'm still slightly unable to believe that my son was finally here.
I smile at my son on the other side of the glass. I didn't notice anyone beside me until YN's Dad tapped my shoulder.
I turn to him as he looks through the window.
"Which one is my granson?" He asks.
I turn back to the window and point to Bran.
"The one with the red armband." I say.
He smiles. "Bran huh. I guess being there made a big impact on her. Howland, was that your idea?"
I shake my head and smile down at Bran. "No, that was hers. But we were both thinking of naming him Bran."
He nods and pats me on my back. "Take care of them Jojen. Don't let them go." He says before walking away.
"I never would." I whisper as I turn back to my son.
-No one's pov-
But what Jojen didn't notice, was someone's flash going off behind a corner.
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Later ya players.
-Astrid》