Whiskey

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

***Two years later***

"Son of a bitch." I swear and Gemma looks at me shocked. I've been married to Juice for two years and even though I belong to a biker family, cussing is still not my forte. "You okay baby girl?" she asks. "Yeah. I think." I tell her and sit on the couch in the clubhouse rubbing my stomach. "Where are you hurting?" Gemma asks. I rub the bottom of my stomach and another pain hits and I tense up. "Baby, are you having contractions?" she asks. I nod my head quickly. "How long have you been in labor?" she asks. "Since about 4am." I tell her and she looks at me sternly. "Does he know?" she asks and I shake my head no. She shakes her head and says "How far apart are they?" she asks. "About ten minutes." I tell her and she smiles. "Well, let's get you walking around and see if we can speed this up." she tells me and I nod.

She helps me up and we walk outside and start walking the perimeter and I stop and stiffen. "You okay?" she asks. I nod but this one lasts a little longer. Once it passes, I take a deep breath and say "This shit fucking hurts." and see the prospect to the side look at me shocked. "What?" I ask. "Never heard you cuss. That was a little scary." he says. I look at Gemma and say "I'm your kid and that's what scares him?" She laughs and another contraction hits. This time, my water breaks. "Shit. What do you need me to do?" Halfsack asks. "Get Juice and Clay while I get her to my car." Gemma says and he nods before running off to do what she told him. We get to her car and Clay and Juice meet us there followed by Jax. "You okay baby?" Juice asks. "Yeah. I think so." I tell him before he kisses me and says "We'll be right behind you." He moves and Clay is in front of me. "You ready to meet your grandson?" I ask. "I just want to make sure you're okay." he tells me. "I'm okay Daddy. Just nervous." I tell him. "It's going to be fine." he tells me and I nod.

We get to the hospital and they put me in a room. I have Juice, Gemma, Clay, Jax and Tara in the room with me and I keep rubbing my stomach. The doctor comes in to give me my epidural and before he enters the room, I hear Clay tell him "Hurt my kid I hurt you." and I call out "Daddy!" as I scold him but Gemma is on him and tells the doctor he's just a protective daddy. After the drugs kick in, I'm sitting, relaxed as we watch the monitor of the baby's heartbeat.

A little later, it's time to push and Jax and Clay leave the room. I have Gemma holding one leg while Tara holds the other and Juice behind me, helping me push. Thirty minutes later, we hear the cries of our little boy. They clean him up and Juice brings him over to me. Placing him on my chest, he looks up at me and Gemma and Tara go out to tell everyone that he's here and gives us a minute as a family.

After we are both cleaned up and settled, the club starts coming in. Clay is holding the baby and asks "What did you name him?" I smile and say "Nathaniel James Ortiz." I tell them and Jax looks at me and smiles. "Nathaniel?" Jax asks. "Yeah. You've been the best big brother I could ask for so, yes, Nathaniel. We're doing to call him Nate." I tell him and he just smiles before walking over and kissing my cheek.

The club heads out and Gemma tells us they will bring us some food in the morning and I am sitting on the bed and nursing Nate. Juice is watching us and he's smiling. "You look happy." I tell him. "I am. Fuck. All I ever wanted was a family and you gave me that." he tells me. "Juice, you're the reason. You didn't have to be with me but you did. You chose me." I tell him. "And I always will." he whispers before kissing me.