Chapter 17
***Two year later***
Perry just turned two years old and he is more and more like Juice every day. We are sitting on the back deck, Juice in the yard playing with Perry while my dad sits in the deck chair next to me. I keep rubbing my stomach and my dad looks at me "You okay?" he asks concerned. "Yeah. You can't say anything. Juice will freak out." I tell him. "You're having contractions." he says and I nod. "How far apart?" he asks. "About thirty minutes now." I tell him. I look up and see Juice looking at me concerned. He picks Perry up and walks closer to me. "You okay babe?" he asks. "Yeah. Just, you can't freak out." I tell him. "Contractions?" he asks and I nod. Taking a deep breath he asks "How far apart?" I say "Thirty minutes." He looks at Perry and says "Let's get you ready to go to Uncle Ope's. Sissy might be coming soon." Juice says and is surprisingly calm. He get Perry's things together and then calls Opie to come get him. I kiss my son goodbye and as soon as I stand up to go inside, my water breaks. "Juice. Time to go brother." my dad yells and Juice comes running. "My water broke." I tell him and he smiles.
Six hours later we are holding our daughter with our son in my dad's lap and the entire club in my hospital room. "What did you name her brother?" Jax asks. "Rosemary Jane." he says and everyone smiles. "But we are calling her Rosie." I say and I see Perry walk over to where Lyla is holding her and says "Hi Wosie. I Bubba." before kissing the top of her head and I can't help the smile or the tears that fall. Juice picks Perry up and he kisses me goodbye when everyone goes to leave and once it's just us, I look at Juice and say "Thank you for giving me my family. I love you so much." He kisses me softly and says "I'm the one that should be thanking you." he says and I look at him confused. "For coming home." he says before kissing me softly and I have never felt more complete.
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