Sawyer POV - one month later
I sit in the living room, but quickly get up to start pacing.
Maverick follows me closely, but I just keep walking back and forth until my phone buzzes.
I stop and pull it out.
Pops: she's out of surgery. She should be up in an hour.
I let out a breath and walk to the chair, sitting down.
"Hey, kid."
My head pops up and I see auntie Chris.
"Hi."
"Did you get any sleep?" She asks.
I sigh and shake my head, "I was too anxious."
She nods, "What's the word?"
"She's okay. She's out of surgery." I say quickly.
She wraps her arm around me, "Good. That's really good."
I look up at her, "I just want to talk to her. I need to talk to her."
She squeezes my shoulder, "You will, at some point today. Is she still asleep?"
I nod, "Pops said she should wake up in an hour."
"Okay. So let's go upstairs and you can nap for an hour."
I bite my lip.
"Nothing is going to happen. You can nap, I'll wake you in an hour." She says.
I nod, "Okay."
I stand up and pull my phone out.
Me: momma is okay. I'm going to nap, talk in an hour. I love you.
It quickly buzzes.
Makena 🥰: great. Get some sleep, you were up a lot last night. I love you and I'll see you tomorrow.
Christen wraps her arm around my shoulder and leads me to the guest room, but I pause.
"Um." I start.
"You want to hop in bed with Tobs and I? We're just watching some sports center."
I let out a breath and nod, "Thanks."
I walk into their room and Tobs' head pops up, "Come here, kid."
I crawl into their bed and Maverick jumps up with me.
"Night Sawyer."
I close my eyes and hum.
'Momma is okay.'
Alex POV
"Oh my god, everything hurts." I groan.
I feel a kiss on my forehead and open my eyes to see Serv.
"Hey. You did great." He whispers.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"Did you let our kids know?" I ask.
"Yep and actually if you turn the other way, you'll see one of them."
I turn my head to the other side and see Quinn sleeping on the makeshift couch.
I smile and turn back, "She is very persistent per your mom."
I smile, "Her and Sawyer."
"The difference is she is persistent and somewhat calm. Sawyer, is not."
My eyes widen.
He reaches for his phone and pulls up a text.
Christen Press: She said that she didn't sleep. She's napping now, but I told her I'd get her up in an hour to talk to Alex. What do you think? She has the game in like 6 hours. Ball of anxiety.
