Alexander and Eliza had 8 children. One of them was named Angelica.
Speaking of Angelica, she actually eloped with her husband to England. Maybe she did love him a little bit.
The Schuyler sisters were 3 of 14 Schuyler children, 8 who lived to adulthood. Angelica’s father did in fact have sons.
Maria Reynolds eventually divorced her husband. And get this, her attorney was Aaron Burr.
Angelica’s son Phillip worked for Alexander Hamilton as an aide-de-camp.
Once upon a time, a bunch of Tories and Native Americans broke into the Schuyler mansion, intending to seize the Schuyler sisters’ father. Everyone, including Angelica and Eliza, who were both pregnant, ran upstairs, but they forgot a baby downstairs, so Peggy went to get the baby and got confronted by the group. She scared off the group of Tories and Native Americans, but she did get a tomahawk thrown at her.
Angelica’s son named a town after her. Best mother’s day gift ever.
Eliza and Alexander adopted a two-year-old girl whose mother had died and who lived with them until she was 12 and went to go live with her sister.
Eliza lost both of her parents, Alexander, her son, and Angelica all within a 4 year period. She outlived all of her siblings except the youngest.
After Alexander died, Eliza made James Monroe apologize for his accusations of financial speculation against Alexander.
Imagine Sebastian Stan eyeing you out at the Red Carpet awards and your boyfriend Bill Skarsgard notices.
You walk down the red carpet with your boyfriends arm around your waist, you smile as you pass all the photographers taking pictures, until you felt a bit of a pinch on your side. You looked to see Bill tensing his fist on your waist.
“Ow” You winced
“Sorry” He whispered
You saw that he was gazing to a man ahead of yous, when your eyes followed to where he was looking you saw Sebastian Stan. You both made eye contact, and it made you feel a bit uncomfortable because he was starring at you as he were predator and you his prey. Bill pulled you closer to him and nibbled a bit on your earlobe.
“Bill” You giggled as you looked away from Sebastian
“Hey im ganna go say hi to some people, mind waiting here?” He asked as held both your hands in his warm ones.
“Of course my handsome man” You winked
You watched Bill walk through a crowd of celebrities and dissapear, luckily your best friends Elizabeth Olen and Scarlet Johnson came to your side and admired your dress and makeup.
Bill walked up to Sebastian and fake smiled for the cameras
“Keep your eyes of my girl, or you and I are ganna have problems” He said as he placed his arm around Sebs shoulders and smiling for the cameras
“You jealous because im here ex-boyfriend? or you scared that she one day might leave you and come running back to me” Seb tormented Bill.
Bill’ hands balled up into a fist, he was ganna do something that he would regret for the rest of his life. He placed a hand on Sebs shoulder, he was about to raise his fist and sock him in the jaw, until you strolled along the carpet with a smile on your face.
“Sebastian!” You hugged him, pulled away and pecked his cheek, once you did Sebs eyes went to Bills and he winked teasingly
“Wow you look amazing doll” You blushed at his comment
Bill placed his hands around your torso from behind
“Seb and I were just catching up…. Right pal?” His eyes glaring coldly at Seb.
“Champagne miss Y/N?” The waitress offered, your eyes went wide, but then you remembered.
“No thank you” you grabbed Bills hands that were on your waist and moved them to your stomach, rubbing your one month flat stomach that would soon pop out.
Sebs eyes widens and his jaw agape’s and Bill steps away from you in surprise with an excited smile on his face
“Your pregnant!” Both Seb and Bill exclaim
You nod at your boyfriend and ex-boyfriend
“OH MY GOD!” Bill screams causing everyone in the whole crowd to stare at the commotion, he picks you up into a fiery kiss and spins you around
“Im going to be a dad!” He yells over to his brother Alexander who is in an interview with E!news. His brothers eyes widens and screams “Congrats bro!” All the celebs on the red carpet congratulated you and Bill. Seb smiled to you, but you knew it was a fake smile. Seb loves you still and hearing the news of your pregnancy shattered his heart, he didn’t say anything but kissed your cheek and walked off. You called out to him but he didn’t listen, you put your arms around Bill’ neck .
“Seb looked a bit off” You worried
“I kinda told him off” He said
Bill sighs “Because he was starring, and I didn’t like the way he looked at you, so I went to him and told him to stop starring but instead of listening he replied with rude remarks”
“Like what?” Your forehead now on his
“Doesn’t matter. You know why? No matter what happens between us, your still My Girl” He kissed your lips.
Sebastian was in the mens room starring at his own reflection with anger rising in his chest, his mind screams and his heart breaks. Hes angry at himself because he wishes that could be his child instead of that stupid clown, he wishes that he could reverse the mistakes that he did, only to be with you. But it’s too late, you’ve moved on and now your having a baby.
He smashed the mirror with his fist and slid down the wall holding his bleeding hand and crying tears from his ocean blue eyes
Confession: Serena Williams being both engaged to and pregnant by a white man makes me sick and I find it very wild that I apparently don’t have the right to be disgusted or angry because some other niggas who weren’t me called her ugly years ago.
Here is the difference when Bridget told both that she’s pregnant. The first thing came up from Jack’s mind is the baby. But with Mark, his priority is Bridget, is she happy with this news? Is she happy to have a child with him?
Both of them are happy to be the father. But the most important things is with who. And friendly reminder that quote from Mark’s letter “I want a life with you more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
Falling in love doesn’t happen on paper
How much Jack loves Bridget? One of the top reason that Jack attracted by Bridget is about her personality or that 97% on paper. And Mark, well you know the rest (just as you are; lmao) and look at how well Mark understands Bridget.
You are my world
Bridget left Mark in the next morning after the christening, and the baby is the only connect them back together. So, when Jack let Mark believes the baby isn’t him, Mark just gave up. But when he found the reindeer jumper, it’s clearly that he hasn’t, can’t forget Bridget. And in the airport, he saw Tom with his adopted child. This is the moment he realizes why he can’t be like Tom? Is that really important if the baby is not his son? Because the important thing is he still love her. That’s why he came back to Bridget and ..
Just as I love you
“What if he’s not yours?” She is not finding the answer, she just wants to confirm it. This is not only about who is the father or how much he will love her son, but also about how much this person love her. Remember in BJD, she said “I’m not willing to gamble my whole life on someone who’s not quite sure.I’m still looking for something more extraordinary than that.”,obviously Jack paused a moment too long when Mark answered her without any hesitation…It doesn’t matter at all. Jack said he loves her, but that love isn’t strong enough to love her son too. In the opposite, the love Mark for Bridget is strong and powerful for him to love her son. “Then I will love him anyway” .See the difference?
Summary: Following a tragedy you move in with your guardian, Sheriff Keller and his reluctant son. Over the course of Freshmen year Cheryl and you fall in love despite her parents viewing of her sexuality but will you ever truly be accepted in your new family?
Prompt #14: Okay, so I kissed you to get a girl off my back but it turns out I can’t stop thinking about you
Characters: Reader x Cheryl Blossom, Reggie Mantle, Sheriff Keller, Kevin Keller, The Blossoms, Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones.
Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters involved.
Warnings: Swearing, Cliff and Penelope Blossom, same sex relationship, drinking, mention of death and angst.
Requested: Yes. Anonymous.
A/N: I conjoined two requests into this because it fit perfectly! I hope you enjoyed this. Add us on snapchat: caitsyandash
Freshmen year was tough for Cheryl Blossom, her family was only just beginning to fracture under the disappointed of her parents. Jason was strongly telling their parents he didn’t want to take over the business and Cheryl had admitted to her parents why she wouldn’t date the red headed teen sent to their home for two weeks. The Blossoms and Denali’s had been friends since Penelope and Sarah were toddlers and when both became pregnant the families came to a decision. The Blossom daughter would marry a Denali son to bring the families together for mutual financial pros, the red hair, and to make Penelope and Sarah legally family.
When Liam Denali came to learn the family business and meet his betrothed it had been to the discomfort of Cheryl. The thing was that while Liam was okay with the made future, Cheryl wasn’t because she wasn’t into Liam. Cheryl preferred females instead of males and when she told her parents shit hit the fan.
“No way. This had been in agreement since Sarah and I found out we were pregnant. Young lady you will ignore those feelings and marry Liam.” Penelope sternly told her daughter.
Warnings: hints of smut at the end, description of Theo’s injury
You found Theo slumped on the kitchen floor, wheezing as he
tried to catch his breath, slowly healing. It wasn’t the first time you’d found
him like that, in fact it wasn’t even the first time that week, sick of your
words falling on deaf ears you stepped over him, fetching a glass of water
before heading back to bed.
‘I have a surprise for you. Our room, 6 PM sharp. Got it?’
‘Yea yeah. See you then.’
‘Love you, grumpy.’
‘Love you too, ditzy.’
Excited butterflies fluttered around in your stomach as you placed your phone down, fingers unconsciously settling onto your lower abdomen. A giddy grin tugged at your lips as your hands gently smoothed over the area, over the baby, your baby. Dr. Villeneuve had told you that you were seven weeks along after you had gone in requesting an antiemetic for the ‘stomach bug’ you thought you had picked up from a mission in Seoul. While the doctor had started the paperwork to have you transferred to administrative and desk duties, you asked for a short hold so that you could inform Gabriel of the information before the temporary transfer landed on his desk. That was yesterday.
Today you had taken a day of personal time and ventured into Geneva; picking up items for tonight’s special surprise for the man. Groceries for dinner, a pregnancy test, as well as a gift box and a special surprise you had stumbled upon on your way back to the headquarters. Reluctantly you pulled your hands away from the bulge that was beginning to distend from your lower stomach and ran them over the wrapped gift box. You had chosen to encase the surprise in his favorite colors; black wrapping paper, silver ribbons and a giant deep purple bow placed at the top right hand corner of the box. Was it a bit overdramatic? Maybe. But so were they and any good news deserved to be celebrated in a grandiose way. Especially this.
Glancing at your phone you stared at the numbers that blinked back at you. 4:12 PM. Nodding your head you rolled up the sleeves of your blouse as you began the prep work for the dinner.
“Ah! Gabe? Stop stop stop! Don’t move!”
You hurriedly picked up the bowl of hand tossed salad and placed it on the table next to the feta and spinach crusted salmon, turning on the heel of your foot and jogging towards the door. You couldn’t hide the giddy grin that spread across your face as you caught sight of Gabriel, the man sniffing the air slightly, brow furrowed. Stopping in front of him, you watched the expression on his face change as he caught sight of you, his mildly confused look shifting into a small, surprised smile. You had decided to spruce up your appearance while the salmon cooked; you had changed into a soft pink midi dress, an apron still tied loosely around your waist. You had even applied a bit of makeup, a sweep of gloss across your lips, eyeliner and mascara on your eyes, a naturally excited blush on your cheeks. Fishing your phone from the apron’s front pocket, you pulled it out and glanced at the time before giving a hearty nod. 5:46 PM.
“Good job”, you praised taking a half step forward and giggling softly when Gabriel opened his arms up for you.
You moved into his embrace, humming happily as you were enveloped by his warmth, your arms wrapping tight around him. It felt like you were practically buzzing with excitement, Gabriel dipping his head down and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. He still smelt like his cologne from this morning, dressed in his dark slacks and hoodie, the beanie pulled down over his head of loose curls.
“Dressed up and dinner”, Gabe murmured against the top of your head pulling back just enough so he could look down at you. Your heart melted as his eyes connected with yours, a tender sweetness in his gaze as he stared at you. These were the moments that you absolutely adored; the way the Gabe could look at you and make it feel like you were the center of the universe, mirthful warmth filling you from the top of your head to the soles of your feet, every part of you feeling completely enraptured by him. He would be such a good father. That thought made even more butterflies fill your insides. “What’s the occasion, cariño?”
“I have a surprise for you”, you practically hummed, standing on your tiptoes and placing a soft kiss against his jawline. Pulling away from his arms, you gently laced your hands with his and pulled Gabe further into the apartment. “Ta-da! My specialty salmon and freshly tossed salad. But surprise first!”
Glancing over your shoulder you watched Gabe’s brows shoot up in surprise before the dark skinned man’s expression morphed into one of pure adoration and curiosity. Walking in front of him, you moved to the other side of the dining room table and pulled out your chair for him. You waited until he was sitting to slide the black wrapped gift in front of him, your face burning darker as your heart began to speed up. You gnawed slightly on your bottom lip as he made a show of taking his time, his glance and smirk that he threw your way making that obvious. You pouted briefly before he assented, the soft, rich baritone of his chuckle sending shivers up and down your spine. Your hands laid against your lower abdomen again, whether to quell the explosion of butterflies or subconsciously touch where the true surprise laid, you didn’t know.
“A card”, Gabe questioned as he pulled off the lid, tissue paper hiding the other gifts that laid in wait. Your heart was thundering in your chest as you watched him pick up the handwritten card, the pregnancy test taped to the back of it. “Let’s see… ‘Owl bet you’ll be excited by this!’…really Y/N?”
“So–oh my god–so have a hoot and rip the rest of this paper up”, Gabriel finished with a snicker, glancing at your blushing face from over the card. You motioned at the box, trying to contain your giddiness as he easily pulled the crinkling tissue paper away. “You really are something else querida…you know th—-”
It felt like your heart might burst as he finally tore through the black and purple tissue paper, his hands stilling as he looked from the gift back up to you and back. Your smile was practically splitting your face as you watched his reaction to the figurines you had purchased. He had only torn half the paper off, only revealing one of the finely sculpted and painted barn owls, the male. Gabriel’s love of owls was no secret to you, on missions he could name various species of the birds, securing dates at local sanctuaries and even having a picture of a snowy owl as the background to his cell phone. His hands quickly tore through the rest of the paper quickly, jaw going slack as he stared at the figurine you had given him. The base of the clay item was made to look like a three, the dips and hollows in the barks expertly sculpted and painted to look like an oak tree. Two adult barn owls stood on the left and right branch of the base; black eyes, tan and white feathered body and faces looking so lifelike that a slight nudge might make them take off. In between the adults sat one chick, feathers cream colored and fluffy, the clay baby bird somehow looking soft as its real world counterpart.
“You like it”, you questioned only to squeak as Gabe’s arms wrapped around your center, yanking you into his lap. He was grinning as he pressed multiple kisses against the back of your head and side of your cheek. You giggled breathily, arms resting over his as he nuzzled into the back of your neck, hand moving into the scraps of discarded paper and finding the small stick that had accidentally been tossed to the side.
“I love it”, Gabriel stated quickly, honestly, one of his hands lifting up and gently stroking the case. He was clearly enthralled by the statue, but with this one last piece it would pull the rest of this together.
“I…I have one last thing for you”, you stated quickly, the words tumbling out of your lips quickly. You grabbed his hand with your empty one before dropping the pregnancy test in his hand. He lifted it so that he could see it over your shoulder, freezing perfectly still as his eyes read the small digital display. Giddiness welled up in your chest as you felt him begin to turn you in his lap, his eyes meeting yours as you tried to resist the quiver that wanted to take over your vocal chords. “Surprise!”
“En serio”, he asked, voice breathless, dark eyes shimmering with unshed tears. You nodded, your own eyes prickling as tears threatened to fall from your own eyes, dipping your head forward to press against his.
He was shaking, his lips crashing into yours as emotions overcame him, his arms wrapping around you bruisingly tight before quickly releasing you, his hands moving to your abdomen. He pulled away from your lips, a few tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared and touched your stomach, thumbs moving in slow circles near your belly button. Your hands lifted to his cheeks, pushing his tears away as you nuzzled against him. Children were dreamy talk to the both of you, neither one of you genuinely knowing if you could get pregnant. The both of you had been exposed to acrid, volatile chemicals, various physical injuries and even slight radiation. Combined with Gabriel’s genetic modifications through SEP, there were so many unknowns that could possibly prevent it and yet…
“How many weeks”, Gabriel asked when he found his voice again, the rich baritone thick with emotion. His large hands still rested against your middle, the warmth of his skin easily bleeding through the fabric of the apron and dress.
“Seven weeks”, you answered instantly, giving a watery giggle as his eyes lifted up to you in shock. You could see another question forming in his mind and answered it before he could ask. “I found out yesterday, the doc already has my paperwork ready to go…asked her to wait so I could surprise you with the news.”
Gabriel gave a slight bark of laughter as he leaned his head up and pressed a hard kiss to your lips once more.
Shit. Shit shit shit shit SHIT. You knew there was nothing to be afraid of, that he was going to be great as usual…but you were scared shitless.
Were you ready to have a baby ? You didn’t really know, the only thing you were sure of was that if you ever wanted kids, it was with Steve. He proposed to you a few months ago and you were suppose to get married the coming summer, a child wasn’t really part of the plan. However, the more you thought about it, the more you smiled…But was he going to be as happy ? You were totally freaking out, alone in your bathroom, glad that he wasn’t home right now. He would have totally understand that something was wrong with you…it was fairly obvious really. So you were glad to be alone. Well, not really. You wished you had someone to tell, someone that wasn’t your fiancé.
You bolted out of your bathroom, grabbing a jacket, and went to the Avengers’ Tower common room, hoping to find a friend there. While you walked to the common room, you started to panic. You knew Steve, he would never hurt you…So what if he didn’t want a kid, but just to please you would act as if it was OK ? What if he decided that he didn’t wanna marry you anymore, and you suddenly found yourself raising a kid alone ? Granted, it wouldn’t be that difficult, you being a Stark, but…You were never so glad to see your brother, chilling in the common room with your friends. They were all there. Wanda, Natasha, Thor, Clint, Vision and Bruce.
You came in awkwardly, and they didn’t notice you right away.
College AU in which Peter has been Y/N’s best friend since middle school. Both are nineteen (twenty in the end).
Featuring: May, Liz, Michelle, Ned, Flash
Mini kind of spoiler at the bonus end. Nothing really important.
Y/N arrives at Peter’s house before scheduled to tell him something that will turn their lives upside down. Will he be able to help her this time?
Peter laid on his bed staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out what was wrong with Y/N. A couple of weeks ago she had started behaving weird around him and just weird in general, then she told him she had a big problem but refused to tell him what it was. Her strange behaviour had continued for the last couple of weeks and he couldn’t be more worried about her. Was she sick? Was she in legal trouble? Would she have to leave the country? Would she quit college? What was happening?
Three weeks earlier
“Alright… see you in like two hours.” With that, she ended the call. Nice, now Peter knew he had some time to relax, knowing Y/N was the kind of person that always arrived just in time. Not too early, but never late. Though he noticed something kinda weird, the spark on her voice was missing, as if something was bothering her. This wasn’t new, she had been hiding something from him for a while, having him concerning about her. And when she arrived 45 minutes earlier than planned, he knew something really bad was up.
Why don't you believe Harry is a womanizer? I think he likes ladys a lot. His sister said Harry has had a lot of gf. The argument you give is that Harry is a nice person. Of course I agree, I think he is such a GREAT person. But he can be good guy and a womanizer as well. There is nothing wrong of liking women, if he isn't unfaithful or if he doesn't say he loves them when it is not true. I saw some proofs he had couple of gf before XFactor. Yes, I saw he had a bf, but I discovered it was fake.
Your line of thinking is very problematic to me and I’m going to tell you why.
You can either be a great guy or you can be a womaniser. You can’t be both. It’s like being pregnant you either are or you are not.
You can like women without treating them like commodities. The implication of being a “womaniser” isn’t good. If it was a good thing do you think Harry would react like this when someone said that he was one?
That is his literal reaction to being called a womaniser. It’s clearly something he doesn’t want associated with him, to the point that even other members of the band defended him against the label.
“Womanizer” by Britney Spears wasn’t a love song. It isn’t a good thing. Being a womaniser doesn’t imply that you at all respect or care about women, which is something that Harry has gone out of his way to ensure he vocally does.
Which is why everyone is like
when people call Harry a womaniser. If you truly believe that he’s a great person, those two things don’t align, and you’re believing in something that clearly causes Harry to make that pained look of anguish like he’s about to cry. Not to mention that in the midst of this womaniser image they were trying to push Harry said that he had only slept with two people, whilst the sun claimed he’d slept with around 400.
So, either you believe what Harry says or you believe Dan Wootton. Around this time Harry also said
And Louis was all O SHIT WADDUP
Which is why when people call Harry a womaniser I’m going to be like
Because he has literally done nothing but attempt to convince people otherwise.
Request - Could you maybe do a SUPER fluffy Happy/Pregnant!Reader one with Happy being super protective and all around involved with the pregnancy to the point the guys want to hit him if he tries to show off his Old Lady’s belly pics ONE MORE TIME??? Kozik being godfather and crying/threatening lives would also be awesome (though I know this is a LOT)
I’ve never been pregnant so I apologise if I got anything wrong, and for it being so short. I also included the baby being born but I can always rewrite it if you don’t like it! - Red_w00dy xoxo
Groaning as you climbed out of the car, you slowly made your way towards the clubhouse with one hand pressed against your aching back and the other resting on your swollen stomach. You were eight and half months pregnant with your first child and were calling in to see your Old Man, Happy, on your way home from the hospital. Much to your surprise, Happy had been more involved with the pregnancy than you’d expected. You’d assumed he’d take a laid back approach to the whole situation but you couldn’t have been more wrong. He came to all your scans with you, spent all his free time decorating the baby’s nursery in anticipation of its arrival and constantly went out of his way to make sure you were comfortable. You couldn’t ask for anything more, he’d been perfect ever since the pair of you had found out you were expecting.
“Y/N, what are you doing? Come on, let’s get you sat down!” Kozik exclaimed when you entered the building, rushing to escort you over to the couch where Gemma and Tara were sat deep in conversation.
“I can’t wait to get this baby out of me, I don’t think I’ve ever been this tired in my entire life” You yawned, relaxing into the soft leather and smiling at Gemma who had began to run her hand over your large stomach.
“I can’t wait either, I’m so excited to meet my godson for the first time” Kozik grinned, perching himself on the edge of the pool table. Ever since you and Happy had asked him, he’d made it his mission to be the best godfather he could be.
“What makes you think it’s going to be a boy, Blondie? For all you know it could be a girl” You enquired, raising an eyebrow at your husband’s best friend and smiling when you felt your baby kick inside of you.
“I have to agree with Kozik, Y/N, you’re definitely having a boy. I’m even willing to bet money on it” Gemma interjected before Kozik could reply, dropping a ten dollar bill on the table as Tara and Kozik did the same.
“You’re all gonna be shit out of luck when I give birth to a beautiful little girl then, aren’t you?” You smirked, adding to the small pile of notes in front of you. Happy would kill you if he found out you were betting on the sex of your unborn child again.
You continued to argue about the baby’s gender for another hour, maintaining that you were going to be having a girl, not a boy. The conversation soon turned to Happy becoming a father, the other two women coming to the conclusion the baby had no hope of being normal with Happy as the child’s father and Kozik as it’s godfather. You pointed out that Abel was fine despite having grown up around Happy and Tig of all people. Tara simply replied that they had only ever left Abel alone with Tig once, and had decided never to do it again after Abel had returned home wanting to grow up to have as many girlfriends as his Uncle Tig had. You made a mental note not to leave the baby with Tig when it was born, deciding that having Kozik for a godfather would be enough craziness for the child.
“All I’m saying is that I’ve already seen the pictures today, Hap. I didn’t mean any offence by it” Juice rolled his eyes as the guys entered the room, referring to the maternity shots that Happy liked to carry around everywhere with him.
“You saying my girl isn’t beautiful or something, Ortiz?” Happy growled, clutching a photograph in his hand and blissfully unaware of the fact you were stifling your laughter in the corner.
“She’s stunning, hottest pregnant chick I’ve ever seen!” Juice stuttered, backing away from the Tacoma Killer with a fearful look in his eyes. “I just mean you could show someone else instead, maybe someone that hasn’t seen them a million times”
“Good luck with that, Juicy,” You laughed from where you sat, attracting the attention of the members of the MC. “He’s shown them to everyone, including the mailman, the guy that came to fix the boiler, the old lady that asked to borrow some sugar…”
“Why do I not find that hard to believe? You should have seen Romeo’s face earlier, I thought he was going to shoot himself when Hap started telling him about your birth plan” Jax chuckled, the guys seating themselves in various chairs around the room.
“You told a guy you barely know about me giving birth? What were you thinking?” You scolded, motioning for Opie and Bobby to pull you out of your seat so you could storm over to where Happy leaned against the bar.
“Thanks a lot, brother,” Happy muttered under his breath, moving to rest his hands on your bump when you finally reached him. “All I said is that we weren’t having an epidural if we could help it”
“And you think that’s something you say to someone that you’ve met on a handful of occasions? You’re ridiculous, Happy Lowman” You shook your head in disbelief at your man’s actions, covering his calloused hands with your considerably smaller ones on your pregnant stomach.
You both fell silent when Kozik mentioned the bet behind you, your face indicating your embarrassment as Happy shot you an amused look. All the guys voiced their own opinions of what you were going to be having whilst adding ten dollar bills to the pile. Bobby, Juice, Opie, Jax and Clay agreed with Gemma, Tara and Kozik that you were going to have a boy, leaving Chibs, Rat, Tig, Phil and Piney to support your firm opinion that it was going to be a girl - a little SAMCRO princess as Tig had expertly put it.
“It can’t be a girl,” Kozik frowned, directing everyone’s attention to where he was standing. “I don’t want to spend my final years chasing guys away with Happy. They’re called the golden years for a reason”
“Tough shit, ” Happy growled, resting his hands on your hips when you turned around to face the rest of the room. “If it is a girl, all of you better be prepared to scare any potential boyfriends away”
“Happy, we’ve talked about this” You sighed, resting your head against his chest and allowing your eyes to flutter shut, feeling his lips press softly against your forehead.
“I don’t care, babe. She’s never going to have a boyfriend, not if I have anything to do with it” He replied gruffly, tracing circles into your hips as you fought back the urge to sigh at his behaviour.
“Our daughter will be allowed to date whoev-” You snapped before a sharp pain in your stomach cut your sentence short, followed by a damp feeling in your underwear and water trickling down your legs.
“Babe, what is it?” Happy quizzed frantically, moving to stand in front of you and stare down at the floor where a puddle of water had began to form on the ground by your feet.
“Hap, my waters have just broken” You breathed, his eyes widening as Gemma immediately took control of the situation. She sent Happy to go grab the bag from his dormitory, threw her car keys to Kozik so he could drive and beckoned Tara to come help her lead you outside.
“Oh fuck, what are we supposed to do?” Kozik panicked, helping you into the back of the car with Tara as Happy jogged across the lot. “Happy, do you have everything? You got your toothbrush? Y/N’s toothbrush? The baby’s toothbrush? Wait, the baby won’t have teeth… will it?”
“Kozik, just shut the fuck up and drive me to the fucking hospital already!” You screamed when another wave of searing pain coursed through you, causing you to grip Happy’s hand in an attempt to block out the pain.
Nine hours later you found yourself gazing fondly at the baby girl in your arms, Happy perched on the edge of the mattress with his arm draped around your shoulders whilst smiling down at your newborn daughter. Tufts of black hair poked out from underneath the little pink hat she wore, her big brown eyes that resembled Happy’s so much staring up at you both. You couldn’t fight the overwhelming amount of love you felt for the newborn. You looked up to meet Happy’s gaze, nodding at him to signal that you were ready for him to bring in the MC that you knew were waiting outside the room.
“Guys,” Happy grinned when they entered, waiting until they had all come in before he spoke again. “I’d like you to meet the newest member of the family - Isabella Sofia Lowman”
“That’s a beautiful name” Tara commented, both her and Gemma pushing through the crowd of men to stand next to you and look down at the baby in your arms.
“We named her after Happy’s Mom and my Aunt Sofia” You informed them, nodding your head towards Kozik to come forwards so that he could meet his goddaughter.
“I don’t want to drop her,” The blonde fretted when you handed her to him, stray tears falling down his cheeks when he caught sight of her properly. “She’s gorgeous. Hey Hap, we’re going to have trouble keeping the guys away from this one”
“You’re telling me, I’m going to have to send her to an all-girl’s boarding school or something” Your husband joked, moving to stand at his best friend’s side and gently brush his hand across Isabella’s cheek, Kozik rocking her gently in his arms.
“Oi Kozik,” You said after a couple of minutes, blue meeting brown as he raised his head to look at you. “You owe me ten bucks”