The daughter of Gallavich

3 am

Mickey

Like clock work she's crying again 3 am damn kid has a set of lungs. "Get up Gallagher it's your turn" I shake my husband aggressively. I'm still not sure about being a dad I mean hell I wasn't the best the first time around granted I didn't give a fuck about my wife or Yev whatever the fuck his name was.  Ian was so excited to have her in our lives he has the nerve to call me the woman in our relationship fuck he bought all this pink shit.

She's still crying Ian's refusing to get up "Get your ass up" I smack him in the chest "Fuck Mick. I have work soon can you please just get her and I'll owe you" Damn right you will. I guess you could say I threw a bit of a fit on the way to her room flipping Ian off in the process. "Hi sweetie" I gently pick her up as soon as she's in my arms she stops. She's a daddy's girl for sure definitely gonna use that to my advantage in the future.

I sit in the rocking chair and rock softly maybe this isn't so bad. I do have a place for this kid in my heart but I don't want to fuck her up by loving her to much. Looking down at her sleeping calmly in my arms she's perfect she deserves a life I'll work my ass off to get her and if that means I rob a damn bank and go to jail then so be it. I can't help but smile though thinking about how one day she'll be walking copying things I do and saying things I say. Shit maybe that's not a good thing. I look up seeing Ian stand in the doorway of the nursery his eyes barley open but he's got this huge smile on his face. He's happy.

He quietly makes his way over and gives me a kiss I think in some way this has been something he's been dying for especially within the last few years. If I have to do anything like this I'm glad it's with him. I remember him taking care of Yev he was like a mom to the kid I know that's exactly how he pictured our future. "I'll put her to bed thanks for getting her"  Ian whispers he takes our daughter and lays her back in the crib.

I remember the whole debate on naming her. Ian wanted names like Isabella and Emma I can honestly say I hate those names sure their nice names but you hear them everywhere. A few hours of arguing fucking and making up we had her name. Talia Jasmine Rose (a middle name Ian fought for since I vetoed every name he had) Gallagher-Milkovich. She was born November 3rd at 3:20 in the morning(Her favorite time for waking me up) and  she weighed 7 pounds 3 ounces. I will admit it was one of the best days of my life. We wouldn't have Talia if it wasn't for a cousin of mine having her. She was a kid herself only 18 at the time she knew she could trust us so she was fine to sign her rights over. Luckily she was a good kid really smart just made one mistake she's going to college next year.

It's almost 4 am now Ian and I laying in bed as I hold him close. He's fast asleep but I'm wide awake thinking about what our future will look like. Will we have more kids? Will we have a bigger home? I know it's only a two bedroom apartment for the time being but I want the best for my kid somewhere far away from the south side. A big back yard hell maybe even a dog. Why shouldn't I get that white picket fence shit?

I kiss the top of my husbands head "Goodnight" I whisper. I stare at the ceiling for a bit mind still wondering but fall asleep shortly after.

Ian
I've been real tired since we brought the baby home but I couldn't be happier. For her I'll always remain stable on my meds. I'll make sure she never has to see that side of me. Mickey acts all tough now but he's a big softie when it comes to her. I see the way he melts when he holds her. He was right about the name Talia it's a beautiful name.

I've got work in about an hour so I get up shower get dressed and make food for Mickey. He's currently in between jobs which I have bitched about but hopefully our daughter helps him get motivated. He has a few interviews today so Talia's gonna be with Sandy.

"Good morning Mr. Milkovich" Mickey enters the kitchen Talia in his arms fast asleep. "Morning Mr.Gallagher" I kiss him I pull the chair out for him so he can't sit easier. I pour him a cup of coffee he's very tired he's gonna be bitchy if he doesn't have something to keep him awake. "Thanks bitch" he smirks taking a sip.

Authors note
Sorry the first chapter is short. I really wanted to start this series I couldn't wait to finish editing. What do you guys think?

I'd like to do a comment goal for this series for the next chapters so... 30 comments and the next chapter will be posted.