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I groaned, hearing the blaring ring of my cell and house phone. It was inevitable, it needed to be answered, my knuckles slamming into the dresser as I fumble some more for the phone, any phone.

I answered. "What!?" everything was still a blur from last night, but I know I am in bed, but the person on the other end of the line had other plans for me.

"Get to the hospital." Angelo says, his tone filled with panic so that means Layla is having the baby three days early. I am still dressed in my red and black tee, it was pretty worn same as my black distressed jeans, but all I was concerned about was getting my high-tops and not getting pulled over by the police as I raced to the hospital.

The wind made my hair even more fucked up. I was pushing eighty miles per hour as I raced to get to her, it was a new record as I pulled into a spot, alive. I cursed pulling the brush through my hair before I saw them, the hospital was silent with only a few people milling around, by now my hair was soft and not a bird's nest. My sneakers on the tile floor can be heard until I enter the elevator heading to the third floor, she would be there with Angelo.

A nurse was on the computer when I walked up. "Layla Adams?"

She eyed me. "Now sweetheart, guessing my little sister is having her baby." I was just a bitch, no easy way to say it I was mean, rude, and a generally not caring bitch.

"Room 4."

With one last salute I was on my way to her room, I could see Angelo standing flush with the back wall, in fear maybe. I entered, "I made it, no time to shower and change clothes but I am here." Layla was panting like a dog; her face was pale with sweat covering it.

This birthing shit didn't look doable for me, ever.

Seething, "Finally!"

"Just got the call twenty minutes ago, gosh Layla, just breathe." but she didn't see the humor as I drop my bag on the small sofa.

I smirk. "Angelo, you getting acquainted with the fuckin wall?"

He was shaking his head. "Your dear sister has gone insane, tried to strangle me." I heard most woman do this, pain is pain.

"Poor thing, now get over there and support my sister."

This was not something for me, Layla was screaming when Josie walked in with Blaire both looking well rested. Angelo hugged his mother before resuming his position next to my sister with me on her other side. "You invite them?

Layla just grumbled.

"I did, Layla agreed they could be in here until she has to push, chill Violet." I snapped so fast all Layla could do was bow her head, my body impacted his sending us both into the wall, but he was no match my hand was around his neck my eyes pulsing with power, it raced over my skin, waiting for me to unleash it on him.

Snarling. "Ever call me Violet again, it will be the last thing you ever speak. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal."

Everything was calm after that, a small slip he would never make again, we all just concentrated on Layla. So, it was us, the nurses, and the doctors as Josie and Blaire went to wait in the waiting room.

"So, Layla you ready to be a mama?" my tone low and nervous, I wasn't ready to be an Auntie knowing how shitty I would be.

Her lips are cracked. "No, not at all." her face getting redder as she pushed, she was a fucking solider pushing and pushing through the pain.

Crying filled the room, Deakin William Adams Stronghold was here, he looked rather small and covered in slimy and blood. "I am not touching him until he has showered." there was just no way.

The nurse's laughed taking him away, I followed watching them like hawks as they weighed him and shit, they gave him a bath in the damn sink. "A sink? Really?" they just looked at me like I was insane, they might not be that far off.

Layla was coddling Deakin, who was now silent as Angelo walked back in with his mother and my cold-hearted aunt, war changes people. Burrie was smiling down at the blue buddle, now I stepped back seeing them all so damn happy.

Layla called out. "Come hold your nephew." my sister was smiling, and it looked good on her, it was cemented in me that I never wanted to be the one to make her frown again.

"Sure, why not."

Once he was in my arms, he didn't cry thank you lord for small favors, but Deakin opened his little eyes, hazel and nice mix of his father's and mothers. "Aren't you cute, your dad kinda looked gross but you are cute." I whispered, Angelo just chuckled when the door opened Birdie and Gage walked in with a gift basket, this was the first time I've seen him.

I just turned my attention back to Deakin. "Want a smoke?" the room went silent as I laughed. "Assholes, he is a fucking baby, was only joking with him. Here Angelo." holding him makes me want to stay and that can't happen.

Layla smiled at me, fucking bitch.

Josie spoke. "Layla, you're just turning eighteen, I think it best if I take over Deakin's care. I have started talking to a judge about trying to get it over turned."

"Try it, and watch what I do." by now it's just friends and family, Blaire looks at her friend like she had grown a new head that was about to turn us all to stone.

Standing toe to toe with Jet Stream could lead to us fighting but after the war nothing scared me much. "No, this is my son."

"Leave Josie." Angelo was pissed now.

I just stood near the wall. "Gage and Birdie, lets go have a smoke." my tone low as calm rage took over, she was like a mother to us and now she is trying to take my nephew from his mother, she had to have already started the paperwork and if I guess right it is with Judge bastard. It was morning now, pretty fucking early too. My breath came out like fog as I smoked.

"I can't convince either of you, but just so you know Waverly you need to stop drinking before it becomes an addiction. Here is some black mail for Jet Stream, the judge is up to you ladies."

Jet Stream was fucking the judge, and a cop, and six other people now. Well now, if this got out she'd be in all sorts of hot water. The look on her face was priceless as she walked into her house seeing us waiting with pictures set out for her to see, she was sleeping with who ever to get her way.

Birdie smiled taking the photo's as I spoke. "I will plaster these all over town, the world, news broadcasts. You will leave town and make a new life, because right now Steve and Will are turning in their graves seeing how you've been acting. Shameful, just shameful."

She agreed to leave but now we stand over the dead body of the judge, it was me who did it, angry so fucking angry. We left his body sitting in his chair, no finger prints, no hair, nothing. Maybe I would be a suspect and maybe I wouldn't but when it boiled down to it, everyone knew I hated him.

Layla's son was safe and to me that was all that mattered, she was sleeping and so was Deakin, Angelo was watching over them as she recovered. "Where did you and Birdie go? He was watching me as I peeked at the sleeping little boy, just making sure he was okay.

My eyes locked on his. "I took care of my sister, I always will. She will not have any problems concerning Deakin."

"What did you do?" the weak voice of my sister made my heart squeeze.

I had to go have a drink. "Like I said I took care of you, Josie is moving out of state and will not bother you, that is all you need to know. Layla, you need sleep, I am going to go get some myself should be back in a few hours."

She just waved as I left, I didn't drink when I got home, I showered and actually got a few hours of sleep.