A/N: I never planned on continuing this at all, but I got a message from JoeCool701 and decided to add this. Thanks for reading!
In the seven months since I had been in that closet with Logan, things had changed drastically. As I looked down at my hands on my very large stomach I remembered just how much everything was now different.
The waves hit the beach outside the open patio doors of the house, no my…. our house. I looked at the reasonable-sized ring on my finger and remembered all that led up to that proposal. The fights, the tears, the final agreement: Logan would stop hurting people, turn around the enterprise he'd been in charge of, and be willing to make it up to my friends I would allow him access to his child… his daughter. Though, the agreement became unnecessary quickly afterward as feelings seemed to grow between the two of us.
I smiled as I thought about the last sonogram we'd been to with little Alayla Lynn Mars. Alayla meaning goddess of war, Lynn of course for Logan's mom, and Mars because we decided we would take my name as it came with more anonymity.
After the agreement we made both I and Logan had gone to pregnancy classes and sonograms together. The chemistry when we first met got even stronger and with Wallace and even Weevil helping Logan out I finally broke down and went on a date with him. At that point after Logan had proven himself and shown himself to truly care about me, they'd all become pretty good friends.
After saying yes to the first date and the second and the third…well the rest was history… especially with pregnancy hormones driving me crazy.
Logan showing me who he really was by changing the enterprise of gangs into a force for good helped a hell of a lot in me allowing myself to fall in love with him.
We went through a lot together, finding out the reason behind Logan's mistaken ability to father children. As it turned out, the abuse and pain that his father had done to Logan, a lot of what he had done was hidden even from Logan himself. When looking into the doctor that had claimed Logan was sterile we found that he had been paid off by none other than Aaron Echolls. Once truly looking into it, it was discovered that a girl had come claiming to be pregnant by Logan (as we found out was only an empty claim) and to cover it up and to prevent further claims for the Echolls' wealth Aaron had paid her off and paid a doctor off to claim that Logan couldn't father children. It was cruel, thoughtless, and entirely within Aaron Echolls' character.
After finding out and helping Logan find everything out about his father's betrayal, Logan started to question my obvious practiced skill at PI work, and I had to explain my unfortunate history. I explained that I had gotten into some big trouble when looking into a kid that I went to high school with, and that my dad had died because of it and in fact I would have also died if it hadn't been for Wallace and Weevil saving me. It was why I had gone into landscaping, and I hadn't had enough money to go to college.
Finding out about each other's pasts actually seemed to bring us closer, at least after all the tears were shed. Knowing personal history seemed to have a way of opening us up to one another, and also helped to show Weevil and Wallace that maybe we were good for each other. Also finding out that Logan's reaction to finding out Weevil hadn't been brought straight to the hospital as ordered unsurprisingly went a long way in convincing Weevil that Logan wasn't the devil.
Three months ago we had a small ceremony out on the beach in front of our new house and got married.
I was shaken out of my thoughts as I heard Weevil's voice arguing about the latest bet he'd placed with Wallace on when Alayla would make her appearance.
I smiled at them from my chair and waited for them to come into the nursery before I interrupted Weevil's tirade, "She could still have the baby today. Damnit, I just knew Alayla's birthday was gonna be before the twelfth." "Actually Weevil may just win this one," I said standing up from my chair.
They both looked on clueless for a moment before both got it simultaneously and started panicking and throwing items in bags.
"Guys. Guys. GUYS!" I yelled exasperated. They finally stopped and looked at me, "I need the bag in the closet, someone to go start the car, and my phone so I can call Logan."
As Wallace and Weevil scrambled to do as I said I looked on fondly, ignoring the pain of another contraction.
After gathering everything and calling an also panicking Logan, we were all finally on our way to the hospital.
After an hour of labor, I turned to Logan, who had tears falling down his face, holding our baby in my arms and knew I wouldn't take any of it back. Not a single second changed would be worth being without my wonderful husband, our beautiful daughter, and her two godfathers waiting anxiously to hold her. No, in this moment life could stop, the choices I had made could lead to the end of existence, and I'd still do it all over again to end up here even for just a moment.