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Oh, honey. There’s no reason to be scared. Except for this…

I’m so glad that you like their first time—because, it going to get a little difficult for them to be together now that her parents are here.

How are you doing?

From yesterday?  That was written by the lovely peetasbunmyoven after I harassed her hahaha :)  It was perfection!!!  I am not opposed to more people trying to get more of that delicious beanie and henley filled happiness out of her!

~This is it. The epilogue. ohmyjoshiferr~ Epilogue "You're doing so good," Josh says beside me. "I am so proud of you." I scowl up at him. "You try pushing a basketball out of your vagina," I say with a wince. I’ve been on the verge of tears for who knows how many hours now but now they’re finally spilling over in choked cries from the pain. It’s almost unbearable. I must have broken Josh’s hand by now for how hard I’m squeezing it. "Fuck," I cry out as another contraction washes over me. Today should be a great day and I should be happy, but I'm not. Two years ago today, we lost my dad due to an unexpected heart attack and I wish he could be here to see his first granddaughter. When Josh and I found out we were expecting a girl, we laughed and we cried. I just wish my dad could be here to see it. Another contraction comes and I’m practically screaming at this point. “She’s fully dilated,” Our doctor says, “Jennifer, honey, you need to push now.” I barely have enough energy to scream anymore, never mind pushing out a baby. It comes naturally anyways, but still extremely painful. "Who's idea was it to go natural again?" I ask on the verge of tears. I feel Josh press his lips to the side of my head but the pain still overwhelms my senses. “You’re doing great, Jen. Keep going. You can do this.” He holds my hand tightly, both of us nervous as anything. I take a second push, this one much more excruciating than the last. “Ah you son of a bitch. Next time you’re doing this instead.” His lips formed a tight smile I could feel rather than see. It only hurt more by the second but I continued to take another big push. Soon I feel relief and a loud cry fills the room and I am overwhelmed. "It's a girl!" I hear the doctor call from between my legs. I still continue to pant loudly, only observing the gentle cheers in the room and feeling mingle with Josh’s happy tears when he kisses me joyfully on the lips. The cry of our little girl, that we made, is almost too much joy to handle in one moment. “You did it. I love you.” My guess is he must’ve cut the umbilical cord already, in my slight delirious state. It doesn’t feel real, not really, when she’s cleaned up and in my arms. After they place her in my arms, I find myself looking at a clone of my husband. A small sigh escapes my lips. "Hi there, Mikayla," I say softly. She still cries softly but it begins to lessen in my presence. Her eyes haven’t been opened long enough to tell what color they are but most of her facial features belong to Josh excluding her blushing cheeks like mine. I kiss her forehead gently and another tear slides down my cheek. She’s absolutely beautiful. I look up at Josh, whose expression is choked up with emotion. “Let’s let daddy hold you now.” Josh lifts Mikayla into his arms and I'm not lying when I say I can tell he's in awe. It's as if it's only the three of us in the room. I know both of our families are waiting to see us, but I just want it to be us for a while. "Hi Mikayla." I can tell he's crying by the way his voice is. "I'm your daddy. And the woman with the sweaty head is your mommy." I look up at him with a scowl but he just laughs, never tearing his eyes away from our daughter. “I just want to hold her forever,” he says in awe and I can understand completely. The only thing that is really stopping me from taking her back into my arms is the precious sight of Josh holding her like he’ll never let her go. - "Mommy!" I hear Mikayla from behind me and I turn to see my little girl. Her hair is tight blonde curls and even though she looks like Josh she has my personality. At three she's very grown up. I've been filming on location in Toronto for the past few weeks and my family decided to visit me. And it's a good thing they did, because I've missed them dearly. “Hi, pumpkin.” I pick her up into my arms and place a kiss on her cheek. “Have you been having fun with daddy?” She nods her head excitedly up and down while wrapping her tiny legs around my waist. "Yes mommy! We got mini donuts!" She squeals. “Oh, I see,” I laugh, wiping away some powdered sugar lingering on her chin. “I’m a little jealous now…” I feign sadness but immediately smile when she squeezes me in her little arms. “We’ll get some for you too, mommy.” I kiss her cheek again before putting her back onto the ground, looking up to see Josh. "Hey," he says pulling me in his arms. It's been several months since I've seen him. It's been a while. “We’ve missed you.” I smile and rest my hands at the back of his neck. Even after Mikayla, we haven’t had any trouble being just as intimate with each other. Just not when she’s around. He pulls me in for a long kiss until I feel a small hand tug at my costume. "I kiss mommy!" She says with a childish pout on her face. I pick her back up into my arms and she flashes a toothless grin at the both of us. “Don’t worry. I love you both so much.” I hold my head back and laugh. "Do you want to go spend the day with Uncle Andre?" Josh asks scooping Mikayla in his arms. “Big sexy!” She shouts and I laugh again, still wondering how that nickname caught on with her. “Okay let’s go, princess. Mommy needs to work.” I lean over to whisper in his ear. "I'll see you later? Hopefully naked?" His mouth drops open and he covers Mikayla's ears. I giggle a little watching her completely oblivious to what we're saying. "I will mess you up," he whispers with a crooked grin. I give both of them one last goodbye kiss and begin to walk back towards the set. Josh and I have been trying for another baby, but it's hard with my work schedule. After Mikayla was born, Josh and I were both fine in taking some time off. I started back up acting when Mikayla turned two. Josh and I got married two years after the Mockingjay part two premier and had our princess six years later. Since we've decided to expand our family, this time around, I've started my first producing debut, along with starring in it. It's nerve wracking to say the least but finally seeing the two of them is so relieving. After filming my few final scenes for the day, I make my way to my trailer. To my surprise, Josh is standing in the middle of it with a grin on his face. I rush over to him, immediately crushing my lips to his. "I missed you so much." "I feel the same," he says. Soon our clothes are scattered around my trailer and us a tangled mess on the loveseat. "The last time we made love in a trailer the two of us were heartbroken," he says running his fingers through my hair. I let out a breathy laugh and kiss him thoroughly again. "And now look where we are," I whisper with a smile. "Hard to believe we've been married for nine, almost ten years," he says grinning down at me. And he's right. It doesn't feel like we've been married that long. “So do you think we did it?” I ask looking up at him. His eyebrows furrow in confusion. “Did what?” “Do you think you knocked me up again?” I smirk and he laughs. It doesn’t feel real, having him here finally but I know it is. And I want it to be like this forever. "Well I hope so," he says. "We've been trying long enough." “Fingers crossed,” I say with another quick kiss to his lips. “Now we should probably get dressed before someone finds us like this.” He laughs and we quietly dress, lazy smiles on both of our faces. Josh gathers me in his arms before we both exit my trailer. "I love you, you know?" He whispers. I nod. "I know you do. It took a lot for us to realize it didn't it?" “Well I’m glad we did,” he responds, “Fall in love I mean.” I nod. A yawn escapes my lips and I grab his hand as we walk out of my trailer. "Me too," I reply, resting my head on his shoulder as we walk to a waiting car. "Mikayla in the room with Andre?" I ask with the hope that I can sleep in his arms tonight. He nods. “She was already half asleep when I dropped her off so she’s probably sleeping. I’ll go pick her up later.” "Are you going back to Kentucky tomorrow?" I ask him as we reach the hotel. He nods again with a weak smile. “Are you sure you can’t come with us?” "You know I have two more weeks of filming then I'll be home." The both of us ride the elevator up to my room. “I know but that’s so long.” He smiles, dragging out each word. He grabs my hand again, entwining our fingers together again. All I can do is smile at him. We make love again, quietly not to disturb the people in the rooms around us and it isn't until after Josh is sound asleep beside me that I realize something. If I hadn't lied to Josh, I probably wouldn't be here today. I know it sounds bad, but it makes sense. Pretending is an act all by itself. Because when you pretend, you're just kidding yourself. When you pretend, you're lying to yourself. You just end up broken. Josh was right when he said that saying was nonsense. Because when you love something, you shouldn't wait around like I did, you should chase after it.

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