Summary: You are Happy's Old Lady and you are at home heavily pregnant with your guys first baby, you just want him to be born.
Shelly's POV
Man it's hard to get comfortable being thirty three weeks pregnant with Happy's baby. My Old Man was the Club Enforcer for the Sons of Anarchy, it's a Motorcycle Club in Charming California. I happen to meet him when my piece of shit of a car broke down just outside the city limits.
I had just crossed the Charming city line when my car broke down, I was just moving into town from Seattle and this is how my day goes. First the moving van was going to be a day late, the job I was going to start had to push my start date back because of some muck up in HR. I should had stayed my ass in Washington.
I tried to get a reception for the phone and no luck, I just wanted to give up and cry. Then I hear a knock on my window, I look over and seen the most sexiest man alive. His eyes were dark but I was amazed by them, bald and had tattoos everywhere, well where I could see. So I roll down the window and he asks,
" What seems to be the trouble Lil Girl?" Man his voice deep and raspy. I was wet for this man and I didn't even know him, I was picturing what it would be like wrapped around in the throws of passion. I had to snap out of it.
" It just quit working and I have no clue." I told him, he nodded in acknowledgment of what I told him, and then he told me he would tow me to Teller-Morrow and he would look at it for me. I told him ok, then I grabbed my stuff and got into the tow truck and we were off.
I didn't realize that I was about to meet the people I would call my family, and meet the man that I would end up marrying and having his baby. Let me tell you it wasn't easy at the beginning but we worked it out, we decided to date and then he asked me to be his Old Lady. Honestly they were shocked to say the least because Happy doesn't do Old Lady's but he saw something in me, then I got his Crow and eventually we got married.
That was five years ago and we were trying to get pregnant with no such luck. I was about to give up because neither one of us had issues to get pregnant, it was not happening and I was ready to give up. It was Happy that told me not to stress and it will happen.
" Lil girl stop stressing ok, we will have a family one way or the other. Even if we have to adopt we will have kids ok?" He said and I agreed and stopped stressing. Eventually we did get pregnant with a little boy and he couldn't be any prouder.
He had painted a Mural of Crows in flight on the wall where his crib will be, made Chibs The Godfather because I grew the closest to him and Louann Godmother. Gemma was Grandma and this boy was going to be spoiled. Happy asked if it was ok for our son to be a Prospect when he got older and I told him my family who took me in and my husband are members, I kinda figured he would want to follow in his family's footsteps.
" Your son is trying to kill me." I said as I was trying to get comfortable, currently Evan Felip was sitting on my bladder and kicking me in the ribs. I was so miserable. Then I started to cry because I couldn't see my feet, I had stretch marks that my stomach look like Freddy Krueger clawed at, I felt so ugly.
" Lil girl, what's wrong?" He asked and I told me him because we didn't keep secrets from each other. Then he told me,
" Listen and listen good to me Lil girl because I am going to say this just one time, you are carrying our son, your just as beautiful as the day I met you, your the only women I need in my life and I love you so much." Then he kissed me. I loved his kisses, there was so much emotion in them.
He might me the Club enforcer but he was a gentle soul with me, never raised a hand to me, said he rather die then hit me, he would do romantic things for me, then say I know you don't ask for them but you deserve to be pampered because your my Queen.
" I just want Evan to come, I want to hold my little man, I miss sleeping on my stomach, miss seeing my toes." I went on and on. I wanted to be not pregnant anymore. Will he ever come? I felt I was pregnant for ten years, so Happy grabbed my feet and started to rub them for me, and man it felt great.
I had fell asleep so he picked me up and took me to bed. I slept really good that night because my husband was home and since I became pregnant I have been a cuddle bug, but he didn't mind. He didn't care if the guys took his Patches for being a pussy when it came to me, I was his everything and I was carrying his boy.
We woke the next day and Happy was coming into the room with breakfast and boy it smelled great.
" Shelly I love you and our son so much, I know I sound like a pussy but I don't care what anyone thinks. Your my wife and mother of my child and I am so glad your car broke down." He said, I reached up and kissed me with all my heart.
My big tough biker and my softie as well. Eventually I went into labor and Evan Felip Lowman came into the world kicking and screaming and looked just like his dad scowl and all.
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SONS of ANARCHY One Shots
FanfictionThis is my shot at doing One Shots of the SONS. This will be fluff, some cursing, a little bit of violence. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and I only own my OC Shelly which I will be using the same name throughout the One Shots.
