This is probably the shortest chapter that I have ever written. Still I hope you enjoy it!

Five long...months later

Draven rushes around the house frantically, gathering everything they need for the hospital. Wren's water broke over an hour ago and her contractions are not only painful, but also closer together.

Draven's phone rings from his pocket and he immediately answers it, knowing exactly who it is.

"Reese," he whispers. "Reese, she's a monster."

Reese doesn't bother to hold back his amusement and laughs hysterically at his brother's panic.

"It's not funny," Draven hisses. "You have no clue how mean she is right now."

Reese tries to stifle his laughter only to fail miserably. "Oh brother, you just made my day," Reese continues and starts coughing erratically in the phone from his laughter.

"I hope you choke," Draven sneers before hanging up the phone.

Just as he was about to place his phone back in his pocket, it begins to ring again.

"What?" He answers.

"You called me remember?" Reese reminds him.

"Which turned out to be a bad idea," Draven snorts. "I was probably better off calling Maxen."

Maxen and Draven have become closer than ever expected over the past few month. Not only has he been helping with that kids more, but he helps Wren out when Draven and Reese are working.

Reese gasps, causing Draven to smirk. "You wouldn't."

"I would and you know it," Draven tells him seriously.

"Baby," Draven hears Misty, Reese girlfriend say. "Who's on the phone?"

Reese met Misty at the club a few months ago and have been inseparable ever since. They have even moved in with one another.

"It's Draven, Wren is in labor," he tells her.

Misty squeals in excitement, loud enough for Draven to flinch. "We have to go," Misty says.

"They haven't left yet," he tells her.

She gasps. "What the fuck are you waiting for?" Draven pulls the phone away from his ear as she continues to yell into the phone. "I suggest you get moving if you don't want to deliver that baby yourself."

Draven's face pales at her statement, "That actually happens?"

He can hear Misty sigh in the background. "Yes Draven, it doesn't happen often, but it does happen. Can you believe this guy?" She asks Reese in disbelief.

"I can still hear you, you know?"

"So?" Misty counters. "What your point?"

"Draven," Wren shouts as she waddles down the steps. "I really think it time to go."

"Leaving now," was the only thing he says into the phone before hanging up.

He takes Wren by the arm and helps to the car. Once they were both secured, he drives as fast a he could to get them safely there. 

***

"I hate you," Wren growls as she is hit by another painful contraction. She breaths through the pain and looks at a very hurt, Draven.

Draven looks at Reese with hurt-filled eyes . "I told you she was a monster. What happened to my sweet loving Wren?" He asks. She has never spoken to him like this before and he isn't sure what to think.

"Don't take it personally," Reese tells him calmly. "It's the pain. She doesn't realize what she's saying right now. But when she does she'll feel like total shit."

"Alright Wren, I need you to push," Doctor Benson says.

Wren begins to push on her next contraction and growls in pain. Draven grasps her hand in his for support and quickly regrets his action as she squeezed the life out it.

Within minutes they hear a cry break through the room and Wren sucks in a deep breath at the sound. She glances over at Draven with watery eyes and begins to sob.

Draven kisses her softly on the head and whispers, "I love you," against her skin.

"I'm sorry," she says through her sobs. "I didn't mean what I said. I love you, baby."

Draven spares a glance at Reese, who winks at him as to say 'I told you so." He then turns his attention back to Wren, just as the Doctor was placing their baby-boy on her chest.

Axel Nathaniel Knight!

Draven's eyes begin to water as he looks over the little black haired bundle of joy in her arms. "He's beautiful," he breathes, his voice cracking as he releases the tears of joy.

Wren looks at him with so much love and pulls him into a kiss. "Just like his daddy," she whispers against his lips and he melts into her kiss further.

To him she was perfect. She was his light at the end of the tunnel, that pulled him from his personal darkness. She showed him what it was to love and be loved again and for that he is grateful.

Short but sweet, just the way I like it.

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