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Hello! This is my first Gallavich fanfiction I had some idea's from songs I used to listen to. So enjoy! Sorry for the maybe bad grammar, English isn't my first language. Hope you all don't mind and if you got tips let me know!

South side born and raised Mickey Milkovich learned to run from the police at the age 6. Saw his brother go to jail when he was 10. Never knew his mother. The only family he had were his brothers and his only sister who he protected at all costs. He was raised by his dad, hating on everyone (who wasn't a Milkovich) and everything (that wasn't alcohol)

He grew up knowing how it was to be broke. How it was to be beaten up by his father about something he didn't do but south side rules, you don't snitch and you cover your friends (in Mickey's case mostly his brothers or sister) their asses. Mickey also grew up to become the thing his dad hates the most: a fag. Yes Mickey is gay. He's 25 now. His dad's still in prison for another 10 years max. His eldest brother can come out any moment, but he has his own family now. Still living in the south side. Trying to keep them alive and breathing.

A lot changed since the last time Ian and Mickey saw each other in jail (6x01). Ian got a new boyfriend but soon enough Ian had a mental break down. He found out his new boyfriend was cheating on him with some older girl. The worst is he didn't even care his boyfriend cheated the worst part was that he kept thinking about how Mickey never would have done that. Weeks passed and Ian spent them all not taking his meds and feeling so guilty about Mickey going to jail. Fiona and Lip got worried too as they heard Ian talk in his sleep how it is his fault and how he could've been happy with Mickey.

Since that day the whole Gallagher family started a found to bail Mickey out of jail. They would get a good lawyer and get Mickey home for Ian. Ian didn't know they raised money for that, Fiona just said it was for the house or whatever.

A few months later they all had the money for a good lawyer. Everyone went to the court except Ian, he didn't want to come. He had a break down again and they figured if Mickey gets out, Mickey knows what to do. The hours passed and passed and finally the judge spoke Mickey as a free man.

"You guys are actually fucking crazy you know, getting me out. It wasn't necessary." Mickey spoke as they walked towards the car Fiona rented.

"It actually is necessary Mickey, it's Ian." Lip said as they all settled in the car.

"Why what's wrong?" Mickey asked and Fiona explained everything as they drove in the direction of the Gallagher house.

As they come home everyone was really really quiet. They didn't want to wake Ian and spoil the surprise. So Mickey sneaked up stairs to only find out Ian wasn't there.

"Ian isn't here?" Mickey yelled and walked down stairs again.

"I will call." Lip said and quickly dialled Ian's number.

"Ian speaking." He heard Ian say solid voice.

"Yo Ian, where are you?"

"Milkovich house, Mandy's back." He said and Lip almost dropped his phone. Mandy's back. Lip hasn't seen Mandy since he tried to stop her to leave Chicago.

"She really wants to see you so if." Ian started

"Yea yea, I'll be on my way." Lip said and hang up the phone.

"Apparently Mandy's back in town. Ian is there, so just stay here I guess, I will shoot a text as soon as we're about to come home." Lip said and went to the Milkovich house just a block away.

Ian started walking home as Lip and Mandy were to busy exploring each other's mouth. Ian didn't feel good, he felt terrible and kept thinking about Mickey in jail. Especially now he has seen his house again. Luckily nobody broke in yet, but soon enough it will happen and Ian didn't want the place to get ruined. Ian opened the front door and saw nothing changed.

"Hey Ian, how's Mandy?" Fiona asked and Ian just shrugged his shoulders.

"Better ask Lip, he's still there, I'm going up stairs." Ian said walking up stairs towards his room. He opened the door and closed it right after. He sat down on his bed with his head in his hands. He exhaled deep. His heart was aching he missed Mickey unbelievable much. Maybe he should go and visit tomorrow. Ian didn't notice the door open. Mickey leaned against the door frame looking at the pathetic Gallagher. Damn how he actually missed that redhead.

"Why so sad Gallagher." Mickey spoke and Ian looked up knowing Mickeys voice too well. Ian looked Mickey in the eyes and didn't even know what to do.

"C'mere." Mickey said and pulled Ian in a hug. Ian got his arms around Mickey tightly and got tears in his eyes.

"How?" Ian managed to get out. Mickey kissed Ian's cheek while letting go.

"Fiona took care of it all, she told me you needed some help." Mickey smirked and kisses Ian.

A small year passed and Mickey and Ian were still together only having some issues. Ian wanted to start a family. Have babies and shit but Mickey couldn't think about an idea how. So Ian came with a "brilliant" idea. Mandy being their carrier and Mickey honestly got sick of the idea but Ian wanted their baby to have Milkovich genes and Mickey wanted a baby that looked like Ian so it was in theory a good idea and weirdly enough Lip and Mandy were okay with the idea. Mickey was still feeling sick about the whole thing but if it made Ian happy. Weeks passed and Mandy actually got pregnant. The deal was Mandy was gonna give birth to the baby in the Milkovich house and Mickey and Ian would go to the hospital or whatever and handle the rest, and after that Mandy and Lip don't have to handle anything ever again. No breastfeeding. No mother figure. Nothing. Mickey and Ian agreed with that. Mickey actually had money on a saved account cause the work he did in prison.

9 months passed and Mandy delivered a beautiful baby girl to Ian and Mickey. Ian and Mickey handled all the stuff and they were legally the parents now. Fayina Milkovich. Ian couldn't be any happier right now but as you know a good story always turns to a bad side...

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