It's a Jungle, Baby

Rose Taylor McKagan

September 4th 1989

Axl

I had got the call just after one in the afternoon, it was Duff telling me that my little baby sister, TJ, had gone into labor. I drove to the school and picked up Ruby and got my mom on the way to the hospital. When we got here the band and Chelsea was already in the waiting room.

It's now nearly nine o'clock and the baby still isn't here. Ruby is asleep on Steve's lap, my mom is pacing the length of the waiting room, Chelsea has a grip on Izzy's hand that could break his fingers off, Slash looks to be asleep but that's usual. Duff is in the room with TJ and every once in a while you can hear her scream bloody murder and curse the Duff McKagan was born. I smiled when she yelled 'you did not this to me, asshole bass player!', God I love my baby sister.

Her screaming intensifies for a really long time. I want more than anything to stop her pain but I know I can't do that. After a good twenty minutes Duff returns from the devilry room. He stands as the weirdest soon to be father ever, he wears leather pants and an unbuttoned jean jacket over a pain black shirt. His hair is standing in all different directions and he's smiling like a jackass.

"You guy want to meet someone?" He wonders and I grin.

We all walk back into the room. My baby sister is in a hospital gown with her red hair in a ponytail. In her arms in a little pink bundle. As we get closer we see little bits of red hair, the same red hair I share with my two younger sisters. TJ smile at us and Duff sits down beside her.

"This is Rose Taylor McKagan." Duff says quietly and I smile.

"Can we call her Rosie?" Chelsea wonders and I see TJ and Duff smile.

"I love it." TJ says quietly then turns to me. "Wanna hold her, Ax?"

"Yeah." I say and I know I lit up a bit.

TJ gives Rosie to Duff and tells her husband to watch their daughter's head. Duff walks over to me after telling my sister that he knew.

"Shit Ax, don't drop her." Slash speaks up and I make a face at him.

"I'm not gonna drop her." I assure him as Duff places her in my arms.

"Just keep her head up, Ax." Duff tells me sounding a bit like TJ.

I look down at the little angel in my arms and smile. Rosie wraps her little hand around my baby finger and makes little gurgling noises. I can't believe that she's related to Duff fucking McKagan, she looks a lot like TJ. Same red hair and the same blue eyes. I look up to see that Duff has wrapped his arms around my baby sister and he kisses her cheek.

"Thank god she looks like you." He tells her and she smiles.

"I was gonna pity the kid if she looked like Duff." Izzy admits with a laugh.

"Yeah me to." Duff laughs and TJ kisses his jaw and whispers something in his ear.

We pass around Rosie before handing her back to my baby sister. Chelsea snaps a picture of TJ holding my niece with Duff's arms wrapped around her, they both look at their baby daughter. After the nurse snaps a picture of all of us.

Welcome to the world Rosie McKagan, your life is gonna be far from normal but we all love you like crazy.

Duff

Taylor is fast asleep and it's the dead of the night. She should be fucking tired, she pushed out an eight and a half pound eleven inch baby. Rosie is beautiful like her stunning mother.

My life is perfect.

I said it before if I can have Taylor my whole life that every other good thing that happened to me was extra. The band made it, I have a gorgeous wife, and a perfect daughter. Everything else that ever happens to me is absolutely extra.

One this is for certain as I look at my perfect sleeping Kitten. I love Taylor Jane McKagan more than life itself.

The End.