(Note, this is a continuation of part 2) 

(y/n)'s prov 

  It's been about three weeks since Ichabod and I first had sex, and we haven't stopped since. Lately, Ichabod has been very needy. Sometimes the Van Taseles servants would ask us to keep it down. We always laughed when told to do so. 

 However, lately, I've been feeling odd, as if I'm sick. I was curious about my symptoms, I had a hunch but I wanted confirmation, so I went to the local midwife and told her how I was feeling. 

"I see, I have helped many women through pregnancy before, and (y/n), I'm happy to tell you that you are going to have a baby." She said with a warm smile. I was elated and couldn't wait to tell Ichabod. 

"Evening love, how was your day?" I asked my lover as he came into our room late. 

"Shocking, I don't know if I can keep going on this case." Ichabod said as he pancaked out on our bed "But, I'm glad to be back with you now." He smirked, I already knew what he meant. 

"I'm glad your back to lovey." I said as I pressed a kiss to his lips. "Ichabod, I have something to tell you.........sit down dear." He sat on the bed with a confused look. 

"Are you alright my dear?" Ichabod asked with concern. 

"I'm fine.........You love me don't you Ichabod?"

"Why would you ever think otherwise (y/n)? I love you more than anything, and I want to make you my wife." He said with a sweet smile. 

"I want nothing more than for you to be my husband," I said. 

"Now, what was it you wanted to tell me, love?" 

"Well..........you know how we've been.....sleeping together a lot......well.....I went to the midwife in town here......she checked me out, as I wasn't feeling well.....and said that I'm going to have your baby." Ichabod looked at the floor for a moment, processing what I had just told him. A smile appeared on his face as he lit up with joy. 

"Really? Oh......oh my.......(y/n) I'm so happy." Ichabod cried as he wrapped his arms around me, I nuzzled into his chest.

"Me to Ichabod, me too."

"Umm.....(y/n).......you know that I love you more than anyone....and want to make you my wife....now that we have a baby on the way.....(y/n) (y/l/n)....will you marry me?" Ichabod was down on one knee holding a simple silver ring.

"Yes, yes Ichabod I will marry you!" His face lit up with pure happiness as he slipped the ring on my finger. He stood up and took me in his arms and press his lips gently to mine, I kissed back our lips moving in sync as we were lost in our love.



  

    Ichabod and I were married two months later, we decided to keep the pregnancy a secret till we were married as I would surely have been shamed for it. After we were married Ichabod took us back to New York because he feared the headless horseman might attack me in my delicate state. 
  
 

  "How are you feeling darling?" Ichabod asked one afternoon as he came into your shared bedroom and laid down next to you on the bed. 

"Good right now, thank you for all you've done for me love," I said sleepily as I laid comfortably on the bed a blanket covering me and nothing else.

 "And how is our little one today?" He said as he gently removed the blanket from me and rubbed just below my abdomen, despite there not being a bump yet. "Hello, this is your daddy, daddy loves you very much, we can't wait to meet you." Ichabod cooed as he pressed light kisses atop my lower abdomen. He then stood up and removed his clothes and slid in bed next to me.

"I love you so much Ichabod, you'll be a wonderful father," I said as we pressed our lips together in a sweet kiss. 

"I love you as well (y/n), and you will be a wonderful mother (y/n)\."

 Unlike other men, Ichabod educated himself on pregnancy and found that what lots of women were doing while pregnant was actually more harmful than good. It was the height of fashion to have a corset on at all times, even when with child. Ichabod knew it would cause harm to our baby if I did so, I never cared about fashion so I went corset-free during my pregnancy. 

 Ichabod was a peach and helped me the best he could. Though, sometimes he would get a weak stomach when I would get morning sickness. One thing Ichabod did like though, while I was pregnant, was the fact that we could still have sex. Lots and lots of sex. 

Months flew by and before I knew it I was seven months along. We had everything ready for the delivery, Ichabod had an older woman stay with us to be my midwife when the time comes.

"Oh, Ichabod........I love you so much......were probably keeping that poor woman up." I giggled as we just finished our third round for the night. 

"I suppose we are.......how are you feeling (y/n)?"

"I feel fine darling, I-............ Oh, dear.......Ichabod........I think it's time." I said shakily as I could feel my water break. 

"Ok ok......I'll get the midwife, are you sure you'll be ok?" He asked as he began to get nervous. 

"Your only going to the room over, I'll be fine, and Ichabod, you might want to dress first," I said as he was still completely naked. 

"Oh, yes, right...........ok now I'll go and get her." 

He soon came back with the midwife and she got me in position in bed and got everything that she needed to aid me in a healthy delivery, after which she told Ichabod to leave the room. 

"No, please, I know it's not customary but I need him, let him stay." 

"Alright deary, if that is what you want." The old woman said with a smile. Ichabod sat in a chair next to the bed and held my hand. 

"it's going to be alright (y/n), don't you worry, I'm right here." He said in a soothing voice. 

My contractions soon started as I began to push as hard as I could. Without a shadow of a doubt, it was the most painful experience of my entire life, but it would all be worth it in the end. 

"AHHHH!!!! Ichabod, It hurts so bad! Ahhhhh!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in agony. 

"I know love, I know, you can do this I know you can." He encouraged me. 

"Keep on pushing Mrs. Crane." The midwife said I did as she said pushing yet again through the pain.  "That's it (y/n), good I can see the head now." She said as I was now hours into my labor, pain shooting through my body. 

"Ughhhh! I can't! It hurts so bad!" I moaned. 

"Yes you can, just a bit more love," Ichabod said as sweat rolled down his pale face. I collapsed back on the bed in exhaustion as the sound of a baby crying filled the room. 

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Crane, you have a healthy baby girl." The midwife said as she handed me the tiny little infant, who latch on my breast and began to suckle right away. 

"Oh my...........oh (y/n).....look at her........she's so small......so cute," Ichabod said as he gazed in awe at his newborn daughter. 

"She is, isn't she.........Ichabod, I'm so happy........what should we name her?" I said as I watched my little one suckle. 

"How about Charlotte my love?" 

"Charlotte, Charlotte (y/m/n) Crane. I like that........... Would you like to hold her dear?" Ichabod smiled and nodded as I handed our tiny baby over to him. 

"Oh (y/n)......she's perfect, this is the happiest day of my life." He said as tears came to his eyes. "I love you and little Charlotte so much." Ichabod cooed as he pressed a light kiss to her little pink head. 

"And I love you Ichabod, very much."