Escaping Hell

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

***Three Years Later***

"Look Mommy! See what I made with Gramma!" Gracie says excitedly as she shows me the picture she drew. My nearly four year old hands me the picture and I look at it and see she's used a lot of colors. "This looks great baby." I say and then a contraction hit. "Ow. Fuck." I hiss. "Gramma, Mommy hurts!" Gracie yells and I see she's almost in tears. I cup her face and say "I'm okay baby. Brother is just pushing on me." She looks at me confused and Gemma picks her up and says "Looks like little brother might be coming today. How far apart are they baby?" she asks. "I've been having them all morning but they weren't this bad." I tell her. She looks at Gracie and says "Let's pack you a bag and you can stay with Aunt Tara and Uncle Jax tonight." Gracie gets excited again and ask "And Abel and Tommy?" Gemma laughs and says "Yeah baby. And Abel and Tommy." as she takes her to her room to pack her bag.

I pick up my phone and dial Tara's number. "Hey girl." she says. "Hey T. Can you and Jax take Gracie tonight?" I ask. "Sure. What's up?" she asks. "Having contractions." I tell her and she laughs. "Opie know?" she asks. "Not yet. He's my next call." I tell her. "I'll head that way." she tells me before we end the call. Gracie comes running into the living room and I tell Gemma. "Tara's on her way." Gracie jumps up and down talking about all the things she's going to do with her two best friends. Gemma keeps her occupied and I call Opie. "Hey babe. You okay?" He asks. I laugh. "Yeah. Tara's coming to get Gracie for the night. Think we might get to meet little man today." I tell him. "Shit. Really?" he asks. "Having contractions but they are getting closer together and getting harder." I tell him. "Gem there?" he asks. "Yeah. Momma's here. Let Pop know?" I ask. "Yeah babe. I'll head home too." he tells me and we say our love yous and I end the call.

Opie and Clay walk in the front door and Gracie runs to him. "Daddy! Daddy! Perry's coming!" she says as he picks her up. "Is that right?" He asks her. "Yeah and I'm going to stay with Abel and Tommy." she tells him. "That's good baby. Let me check on Mommy okay?" he asks and she wiggles down and runs to Clay. "Hey Poppa." she says. "How's my girl?" he asks. "Good." she says before snuggling into him. Tara walks in and Gracie hugs us good-bye before heading out the door.

It's not long before my water breaks and we head to the hospital. When it's time to push, Clay steps outside the door with Jax, knowing the rest of the club is in the waiting room. It's just Opie and Gemma in the room with me. I start pushing and thirty minutes later, our son, Perry, named after Piney is born.

The guys come into the room and are congratulating us and Gracie is sitting in Piney's lap. "What did you name him?" Juice asks. "Piermont Clarence Winston." I tell him and him and Clay both look at me shocked. "He's named after both of his grandfathers but we are calling him Perry." Opie says. Clay pats Piney on the shoulder and says "We got some great kids." Piney smiles at us as he agrees.

A couple of days later, we are at home and I am holding Perry, feeding him. Gracie is sitting in Opie's lap and he asks "What do you think about your brother?" Gracie looks at him and says "I'm your princess. But he's my new best friend." she tells him and we can't help but smile.