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I needed some time to cool off. Where was I even walking to? I asked myself as I passed the postpardum medical ward.
I found myself coming to a stop in front of the nursery. About ten seconds after I stopped I was joined by a man who looked to be about 30 years old.
"Is this your first child?" He asked.
Going along with it I said "yeah. What about you?"
"No this is my third child. I had my first two when I was young like you but me and my wife wanted more kids. It just took us a while to realize that."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" I asked.
"Its a healthy little baby boy" the man said , pride beaming from his face "what about you?"
"A girl" I said without even thinking about it.
"What's her name?" We haven't talked about it yet but I think I want to name it after my late sister Bianca" I said "what's your son's name?"
"Philip" he said with a smile as big as his face.
I turned away from the nursery and introduced myself "I'm Nico Solace" I say substituting my last name with Will's.
"Michael Lester" he turned to me and shook my hand.
"I keep thinking what it would have been like if we decided not to have another child" Michael says after a pause.
"We were lucky to even get the opportunity to have a child" I say.
"Why's that if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well the lists for parents that want children with an adoption agency are miles long and we of course can't have kids ourselves seeing as we're both men."
"Oh. How long have you been waiting for your little girl?" He asked seemingly unfazed by the fact Im gay.
"A million eternity's it seems like. Only a year though."lying about having a daughter made me realize just how much I wanted children.
"Me and my wife have been trying to have a baby for only about six months.I'm sorry that you guys had to wait so long." He sounds genuine.
"Its all right. Not many people want to hand of their children to a household with no authoritative woman figure."
"Well when you out it that way it doesn't sound great."
We sit in comfortable silence for what seems like hours when it was only mere minutes.
A baby started crying and immediately got picked up by a plump nurse.
Another nurse that had noticed us came out. "Do you guys want to come and see your babies?" He asked.
"I would love that" Michael said.
"Sure" I said a bit nervous that I'd be discovered.
"What are your last names?" The nurse asked.
"Lester" Michael offered.
"Solace" I said.
They handed Michael lester his son Philip and my good arm they placed a little girl who luckily had yet to be named.
"You two must be so proud" a willowy dark haired nurse said in her thick French accent.
" I am" I said smiling at the child that wasn't mine.
I started wondering how I even got the baby. Will had said he had a lot of siblings but what were the odds one of them were here? I guess they were good for me to be holding the baby.
After a few minuted of feeling an unparalleled joy I decided that I should probably stop impersonating this child's father and go back to roaming the halls. Or a least admiring from afar.
I asked one of the nurses to come help me set baby Abigail down. I decided to nickname her Abigail because the name fit her. With her strawberry blonde hair and the cutest button nose any baby has ever had.
I decided that I wanted a baby and from that moment on I had to start looking for adoption agency's.
I went down to the cafeteria to find a distraught Will with his head down on a table.
"Will?" I asked confirming it was him.
"Nico?" He raised his head and seeing it was me jolted up limping for me.
I smiled as our chests collided into a warm reassuring huhug.
"I thought you'd checked out. I thought you were going to leave and I was really scared that I'd followed you all the way here for nothing." The rest of his words came out in choked sobs as he took comfort in my embrace