Disclaimer: I don't know the Sons of Anarchy, they belong to Kurt Sutter; Milla, Doctor Nior, Nurse Reynolds and Chantal belongs to the wonderful MelanthiaChase.I only own Gilly and Doctor Neves

Labor

Gillian's POV

This is one of those times you actually feel really good about yourself by doing something you know you're good at and that will help someone. To help a woman give birth is one of the most satisfactory feelings you can have. And it means so much more when that person is someone dear to you.

In the short period of time that I've know Milla, she has shown to be strong and caring, she'll be a great mom when her daughter is born. That's why I can honestly say that it is an honor to help her in a time like this.

Unfortunately, not everyone agreed with my decision. After I changed into my working wardrobe, one of my superiors, Doctor Neves came to talk to me.

"It's against Hospital policy to interfere with another doctor's work Nurse Smith." Excuse me? Did he just say that to me? You can't bypass your superior, or else you'll be fired. That's a fact. But I'm not going to let some snobby doctor who hates bikers, as he has so kindly said more than once, try to stop me from helping Milla now.

"Of course Doctor Neves, I know my place." I was still the same professional, but when I puffed my chest and looked down at him, I know he saw the glint in my eyes. It's not my fault that he's shorter than me and I can look menacing when I want to. "But I also know that it's against policy to deny service to a person in need of medical care. Can you imagine how this must look like when the administrators come here for the annual evaluation, knowing that a nurse wanted to help when there's already an issue with a lack of staff?"

The clicking sound in his throat shows the fear I was looking for. It's universal: when you mention money and your boss, weak people always show fear. Whether it's in Charming or Iceland.

"No, of course not." He regained his poise, pretending to check on a prescription. Like I said, weak. Can't even look me in the eyes. "We don't do that here at Saint Thomas. You're dismissed nurse"

Yes sir.

In the hallway I soon notice the now familiar bunch of cuts and leather. Kozik was sleeping on the very uncomfortable couch while a very tall man was with a blond woman. The other two whom I've met while treating the bloody nose man were also there. They were both sleeping too.

"Gillian?" I turned around to see Chantal with a bucket of flowers in her hand and I could've sworn that at the same time Kozik jumped from his seat. Wasn't he sleeping? "How's she?"

She looked tired, but happy at the same time. Suddenly, all looks were in me. I'm guessing no doctor must've come and talked to them. So this meant that Tara was already inside or getting ready.

"I don't know yet. I'm going in now and as soon as I can I'll let you know, ok?" The tall man, who introduced himself as Opie thanked me. The blonde woman was his fiancée, Lyla.

"So, you're Ellie's father? Is she better?" I was referring to the eye, of course. For some reason, I got the feeling that Kozik was trying to tell me something. He must be really worried about Milla.

"Yes, she's better, thanks for asking" A look of realization passed across him and he smiled "Wait a minute, you're The Gillian?"

Lyla was smiling too. What was going on? Was Milla talking about me that much?

"Yeah guys, that's the one and only." Chantal handed Kozik the flowers. Why was he so red? I'm really clueless right now.

"Ok, so we all monopolized Gillian enough. Didn't we guys? Now it's time for her to help Mills." I was going to ask why was his neck so red, but when he pushed through the door to Milla's room, the discussion was over.

"Gillian, what are you doing here?" There she was, the soon-to-be mommy in all her glory. And apparently, no drugs yet.

"Didn't think I was going to miss this, did you?" I winked and noticed that an older woman was there with her. Very beautiful and incredibly similar to Milla. So this must be her mother.

"Who are you?" And straight to the point. I liked her.

"Gillian Smith, I'm the nurse assisting Dr. Knowles. I'll be with Milla through the whole procedure." At times like this the best thing you can do is to be straight with your answer and tell everything the patient or the relative asks you.

"Gillian? I've heard about you." Ok, so she's the second person to put me on the spot today. "You've made quite the impression on Kozik."

I don't handle situations like that very well; I must have been blushing.

"Gillian, this is my Mom Gemma Teller-Morrow. I'd say she's not always this gruff but I don't want to lie to you." No, she's not gruff; she's just taking care of her daughter. Maybe it is time for the drugs. Milla needs to rest.

"Nothing to worry about. Dr. Nior is having the Operating Room prepped and Dr. Knowles had to speak to Ms. Murphy about something but she should be here soon to give you another internal examination." She didn't seem too fond of that news. But today and at this time we really are having some staff problems so everyone needs to do a little bit of everything. Including Tara and Dr. Nior.

"I have to give this chart to Dr. Nior, is there anything you want me to get you while I'm out?" I think that Milla was a little embarrassed by her mom's bluntness. I wasn't; believe me I've been asked to do worse things than to get a coffee.

"Sure thing." I didn't want to run through their moment so I left as soon as I could to give them an opportunity to bond. They both needed it at this hour. Milla was very lucky, even with her husband not being able to be here, she's got her family and friends to support her. You don't see that much these days.

"Here, you look like you need one." poor Koz, he couldn't sleep. Not even when the group dispersed. They were told that they were bringing some equipment so that Milla's husband could see everything when the time came. I thought that was pretty cool; most of the fathers that are in the same room are too scared to see their wives/girlfriends in pain or are just not there. He's the most present father I've ever met.

"Am I dreaming?" I raised an eyebrow and took the other coffee from my hand; Tara came and took Gemma's, so I decided to be a good nurse and spare the awful torture that Kozik must be feeling from that practically wooden couch with a fresh coffee. At least he can endure a few more hours. "Oh shit, you're really here".

He stood up in one swift motion and I think I heard a bone crack.

"Man, I didn't think you'd be that nervous when Esperanza was born. You really are nervous, aren't you?" I gave him the coffee, which he gladly took.

"What are you talking about…Oh yes! Of course! I am nervous that my niece is going to be here any second." So, I tried to assure him that everything was going to be ok, and I'd do my best to assist in every way I could.

"Well, I'm calmer now knowing Milla's got a great nurse beside her" His groggy voice didn't change one bit the flirty grin on his face. And I found myself staring at him far too long for my taste. Keep it together Gilly.

"I….umm…just wanna, thank you. For helping me…Us, I mean Milla, with this whole thing." Was he blushing? Wow, or maybe it was the coffee "Not everyone here in Charming is as half as friendly as you are, Gillian."

How come his eyes are so blue? And why does he have to lick his lips like that? Damn, that's so…

GILLIAN SMITH, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? I needed to cool down, what's the matter with me?

"I like Milla, Kozik." For some reason, that I can't understand now, I put my hands on top of his. I don't know how that happened "And I like you…All of you. I mean, I like all of you"

DAMN, DAMN, DAMN! His face was pure shock .Oh great!

"AndI'ddoanythingtohelpallofyou" Ok, I ran like a chicken. He probably didn't even understand me, the way his eyes were popping from his face; it must've been the caffeine. Now's not the time for this.

Without making a sound, I entered Mill's room to check up on her. I thought she'd be sleeping by now. She wasn't. Milla was crying, and no one was here with her. Yeah, definitely she was having a mini panic attack.

"Milla sweetie, it's me Gillian" I took her hands and set on the bed, so she stopped to squirm a little "Everything is going to be alright. We're all here for you"

What I thought would help, only made things worse.

"BUT MY HUSBAND ISN'T HERE! I NEED JUICE! NOOOW!"I don't get it. Was she thirsty? What does her husband have to do with drink? "GOD DAMN STUPID PLAN! AND NOW HE CAN'T BE HERE! I NEED MY MAN!"

Oh, ok, now I think I get it.

"Milla" I started again, brushing some of her hair from her face "It's ok for you to be upset. But don't worry he'll be with you and your baby soon, don't you think?" She nodded, but I don't think she really was listening to me, so I decided a different approach "Why don't you tell me about your husband then?"

She seemed to glow when I asked her. Maybe that's what she needed

"I've never met anyone like him before. Juice is smarter than anyone gived him credit for, funny and sexy as hell. But he can also be very airheaded and that can get him in a little trouble." She laughed softly, calming down "One time we took a trip to a friend's cabin, and he didn't know that poison ivy was real! Guess what he chose to hook up in?"

I laughed, I couldn't help it. Milla wasn't offended by this, but seriously, who doesn't know that poison ivy is real? She started to tell me about them as a couple, and the emotion in her memories brought a smile to my lips

"I never thought I'd be lucky enough to meet a guy like him Gillian. I thought it was impossible, some bullshit that our moms tell us, fairy tales. But, it's not. And that's why I'm so mad right now. This is one the most special moments in our lives and he's not here." She started to cry again, and I did a little too. Milla was a very lucky woman. But I didn't think I should be the one to tell her that he was going to be here. Well, sort of.

"Don't be like that Milla .I bet your daughter will look just like him. And every time you see her you know that a part of him will always be with her" She started to doze off a little. With all this emotion, she's probably tired and needed a lot of rest

"Do you think so?" Her voice was so small, like a child's. And for a moment I saw a very fragile Milla. So I did the only thing I could do; I kissed her forehead and told her that everything was going to be alright. And I was going to make sure of that.

But her rest didn't last long. Five minutes, tops. After that the staff and her mother came to the room. It was time.

"Let's go have this baby!" Dr. Nior said and I went to help them.

It was time and the best thing I can honestly say about me when times like this come is that I'm extremely professional and I love what I do. Meaning: I won't let anything go wrong with Milla and her baby. We transferred her to the OR and while I was separating the instruments, Nurse Reynolds was setting up the laptop. I bet Milla was going to like this surprise.

"Is the camera working on my end, I can see you guys. Can you see me Tara?" I wanted to yell SURPRISE, but now was not the time. And after everything Milla told me about the love of her life, they deserved the little fake privacy we could give them at this point.

"Yeah I see the most beautiful woman in the world. How are you baby?" The feeling is mutual mean; he's in jail with so many different things going on but he still went out of his way to get the chance to be with his wife when she needed him most. What other man would want to see his wife giving birth so much he'd arrange this? So many men would rather watch a football game or just not be there. So many couples were separate, so disinterested in each other. But not these two, obviously.

It's so cute to see them! And it's real. Another reason for me to do well right now. He's got the right to hold his daughter and wife when he gets out.

Milla did it! Her daughter is so beautiful! Little Esperanza. I helped Tara clean her up and we were both crying with joy. It's always great to see that you were responsible to bring a new life to this world and to know that there's nothing you'll love more in this world than her.

"Are you ok?" Oh no, I was crying too much. I've been so emotional these days!

"Yeah. I'm just happy that we did it. Now go on and give your niece to her momma" Tara smiled, looking at her the entire time. I was so happy for them.

A real family. And that's how it's supposed to be.

"Hey babygirl. I'm your Mommy." I heard Milla say to her baby. My work here is done. Without anyone noticing, I left the door to let her friends know that Esperanza was here. Calmly, each one of them entered her room and I stayed behind watching they exchange smiles and compliments to her and her baby .Milla's mom looked so proud that her smile seemed glued to her face.

No one noticed my absence, or at least that's what I thought when I was at my favorite place, with my thoughts.

"Why aren't you there with us?" The sound of the unmistakable leather boots was the only one on the hallway. All the babies were sleeping. It was almost five am after all.

"I didn't want to intrude." I looked at him, made a hush gesture and then went back to look at the kids "They're so beautiful, aren't they?"

After I saw a birth I always come here. It's soothing and it helps me to keep my sanity.

"Yep, they are. Do you like coming here?" I nodded. I felt tired now, and Kozik was the example of fatigue at the moment. So we both sat on the couch near the empty hallway and he winced

"I guess you're traumatized for the rest of your life now thanks to these couches, aren't you?" His face was hilarious. Yep, he was.

"I can't complain. I man, I know Milla went through some awful pain, but this couch? I don't know which is worse!" I burst out laughing and almost woke the kids. He's so cute, even when he doesn't want to be.

I told him a bit more about Milla and Esperanza's condition. We're going to have to keep them for a few more days, just as a precaution. And he was worried about it. But when I told him that I'd snatch a pillow from the nurse's room, it changed his mood

"Now, if you're offering me a pillow, how can I say no to that?"

After two days, it appeared that there was some problem with baby Esperanza. We were running some test to see what we could do. But I'm sure that the surgery will help her. I'm doing my best to help Milla; the prospect of your baby having surgery is a frightening thing.

Sometimes I go to the chapel. I don't pray or anything like that. I just sit there. Today was one of those days I felt the need to go there and to my surprise, Milla's mom was there. We haven't had the chance to talk much after her granddaughter's birth. If she was here she wanted to be left alone. And I must respect that.

"Do you pray?" She asked. There was only the two of us there.

"Not as much as I should. Do you?" She looked at me and smirked

"Not as much as I should" I smirked too, she patted the seat next to her. "Come and sit with me"

From what most people told me about Mrs. Teller-Morrow, she should have been terrifying, and I should probably be shaking from head to toe being alone with her. I'm not. She looks so familiar to me.

"If you're waiting for me to sit here and tell you that everything is going to be alright, then forget it" That caught her off guard, because her mouth was wide open "because you know what'll happen: both your daughter and your granddaughter will be perfectly ok and healthy and the only thing you'll get from this is a wrinkled of worry so much over nothing"

She just sat there for a moment, with her mouth still open and then gave me a real smile. I didn't think she did that very often, and then laughed.

"Oh, I like you. You're one of mine." I stood up and offered my hand "Come on nurse, you can buy me some coffee."

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