“When I started being a father, I wasn’t ready. Things are great now but I struggled with substance abuse for a long time. I have three older children and I wasn’t very present with them. I’m fifty-one now and this is my last chance. So I’m trying to do my best with this one. He’s my little baby. Thankfully I’m good friends with his mother so I’m able to see him every day. But I’ve never lived with him. I don’t wake him up in the morning or help him get ready for school. I hear my other friends talking about these things and I just hate it. It makes me feel so guilty. But I’m doing my best. It’s not the best. But it’s my best.”
That was the last text my friend sent the night before the shooting.
It wasn’t all that surprising, to be totally honest. David, my friend, had a real rough time the past year and a half. Everything just sort of…fell apart around him. His sister ran away from home and wound up murdered about a month later, chopped to pieces in the woods.
Summary: You go for your first scan, skype with Gen and Danneel, and announce your pregnancy. Everything seems to be going well Warnings: pregnancy, mild angst Words: 3.5k Jared x Reader (Jared x Reader x Gen), Jensen, Danneel, Clif Beta: @blacksiren