Appetite For Destruction

-049

"Here baby, you want some dinner?" I smiled down at my nephew "Thomas is having some"

"Where mommy Aunty Evie?" Abel spoke quietly as he stared at the Mac and Cheese in front of him.

"She's helping daddy, she'll be back soon" I rubbed his hair "promise"

He nodded seeming satisfied with that answer as he tucked into his dinner, I watched as Thomas shovelled handfuls of it into his mouth too and felt excited for our boy to be here soon too with his big cousins. Almost on cue baby Lowman stared wriggling in my stomach, causing my hand to caress it gently.

"Hey, I'm just going to check on Wendy okay? Call me if you or Tommy need me?"

Walking down the hall towards Jax's old bedroom, I pushed the door open gently and found her sitting up against the headboard looking sad and sweaty "you okay?" I asked gently.

"Yeah, thanks Evie" she smiled at me sadly "where's everyone?"

I shrugged "no one would tell me" I lied, I knew the last thing a recovering junkie needed was to hear that Bobby had been shot and that's where everyone was.

"I'm surprised you offered to help me"

"I never hated you Wendy, and Jackson's shit is his own business. I was on another path back then, but I guess you can never really leave Charming..."

She looked up at me and nodded "yeah I guess you can't"

"You'll get through this Wendy and you'll find your place. You've always got a friend in me if you need it, and apparently Gemma" I shrugged with a laugh "you want something to eat?"

She smiled "that'd be nice, thanks Evie"

Walking into the kitchen followed by Wendy I dished her up a bowl of dinner before setting it in front of her as she talked to Abel. I felt a pain shoot into my crotch as I stood there and felt myself gasp out loud "wow"

"Are you okay?" Wendy asked concern written all over her face.

"I'm fine, I think he just pushed the wrong way" my stomach felt tight but I assumed it was just a fake contraction. Though my mind did wander to hoping Happy was returned soon just incase cause I can't do this by myself.

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The next day I sat on the couch with a plate resting on my stomach and Lux laying next to me when the door opened and Happy walked in looking untouched and well "I'm sorry" he rasped as he kicked his boots off "I thought I'd be back yesterday"

"Well, you weren't and I've been having pains for like nearly twenty four hours now" I snapped.

"Should you go to the hospital then?" Panic over took his features as he stepped closer to me "what are you eating?"

"I'm fine, they're irregular and technically I'm only nearly 34 weeks. He can't come yet." I looked down at my plate "pastry and cheese"

His face screwed up "Just cooked pastry and cheese? That's disgusting"

"What baby what's baby gets, now go shower cause mama also wants something" I grinned and he smirked running off towards the bathroom.

He paused quickly though "did you hear about what happened yesterday with Clay?"

I nodded "yeah I heard, I'm okay though. I'm not bothered, he hurt enough people and I had let him go a long time ago"

"Okay good, hold tight I'll be back"

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"You should get checked" Happy scolded the next morning as I sat on the side of the bed wincing at a pain coming from my stomach, he laid behind me with one hand rubbing my lower back for comfort.

"I'm fine" I hissed "I'm just sore"

"You're not fine Evie, you've been hunched over half the fuckin night and it started getting worse after sex and the teacher at Lamaze said that's not a good sign" he growled back at me.

"If I get checked will you shut the hell up?" I looked back at him and he nodded with his eyebrows raised "for fuck sake, get me a sweatshirt then"

He jumped up and brought me one of his hoodies, helping me pull it over my head "should I bring the baby bag?"

"I haven't packed one" I looked at him confused.

"I did"

I laughed "wow, I'm impressed" as soon as I said it another pain ripped through my stomach feeling like a vice was wrapping around from my back to my front. Happy immediately moved closer to me rubbing my back the way he'd been taught, I was surprised he took so much in.

"I'll get the bag...just incase...just keep breathing baby okay?" He started to look panicked and I could feel myself rolling my eyes.

"I'm going to get in the car" I called as I moved towards the front door and I heard him grunt in response, but midway to the front door I felt a gush and looked down at my feet "uh oh..."

"What? What happened?" I heard him run out behind me "did you piss yourself?"

I turned and shot him a glare "it's my waters shit head"

"Well fuck" he whispered "I'll ring Gemma"

I stepped over the puddle and the floor and headed towards the car, Happy following close behind on the phone to my mother. The ride to the hospital was one of the quickest I had ever experienced, Happy didn't slow down once the whole drive. He sat stoney faced and looked nervous, something I had never seen in him before.

In the hospital parking lot Gemma stood by her car smoking a cigarette looking way calmer than Happy. My contractions were still coming every few minutes and they slowly felt like they were increasing in pressure, the feeling was something I'd never experienced, it was painful but not enough to have me crying, yet anyway.

"You ready to be a mommy?" My mother asked stepping over to me and taking my hand gently "looks like this little mans impatient"

"It's too early" I whispered, feeling a little vulnerable now I was in her presence "what if there's something wrong with him?"

"He's going to be fine Evie, now come on let's get you in there"

Once we were inside, the nurses rushed us straight into a birthing suite. I laid on the bed and stared at the roof as they checked my cervix "wow, you're already at 8cm! Have you been labouring long?" The midwife asked.

"Like two days" Happy rasped "She wouldn't come in any sooner..."

"Alright well let's get her prepped, I don't imagine this boy is going to wanna wait too much longer" the nurse laughed and I felt my anxiety spike.

After she left the room I looked at Happy "I'm not ready..."

"You're going to do great and our boy is going to be fine" he whispered pressing a kiss to my head and grabbing my hand as another contraction hit causing me to grit my teeth.