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Looking into the living room, Lyla almost laughed at the sight almost every blanket and pillow had been moved to the living room, she could see Kenny and Piper's Batman and Spiderman pillows and blankets along with Ellie's pink and purple bedding, and Gabby's red and gray bedding. Ellie and her two friends, Sara and Bethany sat in the middle of it curled up next to each other laughing as they watched a movie. Seeing the door open, Lyla waved Gabby over, who had gone to drop Piper and Kenny over at Luke's house that was across town.

As Gabby walked over to the hallway that Lyla was peering out of, she surveyed the scene of party girls she asked, "Is that my bedding?"

"Yeah, once you left the girls decided that they wanted to hunker down there with everything," Lyla answered as she draped an arm around Gabby's shoulder and directing her in the direction of the only untouched room, Lyla and Opie's.

"Well at least she's having a good ninth birthday," Gabby spoke; the day had been full of pink and princesses. Bethany and Sarah had come over around two and wouldn't be leaving till the next afternoon.

"I still cant believe Opie hightailed it out of here after they asked to give him a makeover," Lyla spoke chuckling as she pictured Opie's face at the idea and then practically backing out the room saying he needed to help Chibs and Kozik with something.

Gabby laughed a moment before clutching her side in pain, "yeah oh ow."

"Are you okay?" Lyla asked worry evident on her face.

"Yeah I think he just kicked my spleen."

"Ok, did you ever ask to give him a makeover?" Lyla had yet to hear really about how Opie was before Chino and now seemed like as good a time as ever, he relationship with Gabby had been ok from the beginning since her line of work didn't appall Gabby at least she didn't let her mouth run off life Tara does, if she did.

"Nope more into how to fix a car than anything else, princesses never really appealed to me, rather get down and dirty with my family."

"What made you get into cars, cause Ellie doesn't seem interested in anything like that?"

"Well my dad was a mechanic and so my was grandpa before he died, whenever I was down there they were always showing me how to fix engines and what fuel injection system worked the best. And here in Charming whenever my ma wanted a break I would hang out or help at TM."

"So it runs on your dad's side?"

"Yep. It's the Torreto genes."

"So how was Opie when you were younger?"

Tilting her head to the side, she looked over at Lyla who was sitting across from her on the corner of the bed, "What do you mean?"

"Well what did you guys do together?"

"Well mostly the shop, he was always with the club or Uncle Jax, when I started staying here for the summer he would take me and my ma up to Grandpa's cabin for a week to swim at the lake and camp out."

"Sounds like fun."

"It was. We would roast marshmallows and make S'mores. He taught me how to fish."

"Why did he stop?"

"He went to prison for five years," Gabby spoke like it was obvious, which it was."

"No I mean we could have gone this summer," thinking a week of family bonding was just what they needed.

"I don't know with the club in prison he probably cant get away with him being acting President and all."

"True, maybe next summer," reaching over and laying a hand on Gabby's belly, "and then this little one can come."

"Probably."

Six days later, Gabby sat in Gemma's office shuffling through papers, she had asked Opie two weeks ago if she could work at the garage and thankfully he had said yes and she wasn't going to question if it was because she had practically cried with worry that she wouldn't be able to support her baby that broke him or his own will. Glancing over she saw Abel in his playpen that Tara had set up that morning when she had dropped him off to spend the day at the hospital, first for a check up then for her shift. Gemma had been here up until noon when she had jetted off to make sure the prospects where making Jax and Tara's home up to the two women's expectations, especially Thomas's room since he was to be born in two months.

Gabby herself had bought her baby boy a crib two days ago with Lyla and with help from Phil the prospect curtsey of Opie, who hadn't wanted to build the thing, was no set up at the foot of Gabby's bed and the room now seemed much smaller with it in there since Ellie still lived in the room too. With onesies and outfits stored under the crib with diapers and wipes, along with toys that had been Ellie and Kenny's when they had been babies taken out of the shed, which had taken Gabby almost the entire day to do since Ellie, Kenny, and Piper seemed to enjoy playing with whatever they found in the boxes and had stopped helping by the forty minute mark.

Gabby smiled when Abel stood up bouncy his legs up and down as he held onto the rails, "you planning to walk out of there?" and in response all she got was a squeal from him.

Standing up, she almost fell back down into the chair in pain as it shot up and down her side, leaning on the desk she breathed through the pain, before she felt a wet substance fall down her bare legs from under her skirt. With that her eyes bulged out as more pain came over her, and once that ended she knew what had happened, grabbing the keys that where on the side of the desk she clutched them, glancing at Abel she spoke, "I think its about to get crazy in here kid, sorry," with that she walked the seven steps to the door that connected the office to the garage that had all the guys working on cars.

Looking out to the group, she saw the prospects and her grandpa, who had been coming to TM more now that the rest of SAMCRO was split between Stockton prison and making runs for the club, working on cars. Leaning against the door stop as she grunted in discomfort whole stomach feeling as if it had dropped by two inches, with most of the men holding power tools she knew better than to startle them so when the prospect Miles looked towards her, when he was placing his tool down on a tool box, she waved him over.

When he came close of enough she spoke up, "My water broke."

His face twisted to confusion, "huh?"

"I need someone to drive me to the hospital," deciding that going into a long explanation wouldn't help.

"Why?"

"My water broke, unless you want to help me give birth, you drive," handing him the keys to the truck.

Gabby could see the panic well up in Miles face, before he practically bolted to where her truck was. The truck started up as she started walking towards the large metal roll up door. The men still working on cars apparently not noticing or caring at the moment. Remembering that Abel was still in the office she waited for Miles to pull up and jump out of the cab of the truck, "get one of the guys to watch Abel," with that Miles ran to Piney and Gabby almost laughed at the sight of Piney practically pushing the prospect out of the way before walking as fast as he could towards her.

"Your water broke?"

"Yeah."

He mumbled a few choice curse words under his breathe before speaking, "okay you get in the truck I'll drive."

"What about Abel?"

"Prospect go it, now lets go," mumbling as he headed towards the driver seat about sons who needed to get their ass here because he was to old for this crap. Gabby braced herself to get up into the seat, thinking about how much easier it was going to be once the DMV sent her the letter that the charger was up to standards and she could actually drive it by law. Once out on the road, Piney shifted the tube that was under his nose breathing in deep, "you call anyone to be there?"

Shaking her head, "no but I'll send them a text." Knowing that he was not the person who would want to be anywhere within hearing distance of the hospital room where she was to give birth, still steadfastly believing that the man should be at the bar across the street not in the hospital room. Taking out her phone from the pocket of her skirt, she texted Gemma about Abel and her, then Josh, who had told her that he wanted to be there for her and that he wanted to be able to call her son his own, she had cried when he told her that, the last person she texted was Lyla having been growing in friendship she knew that she would probably never see Lyla as a ma to her but a good friend but she knew her pop would appreciate. She had thought about texting her pop but he was on a run and she knew that it wasn't good for them to get any communication that could mess with their heads, and since they were supposed to be back tomorrow she figured she could wait till then, having no clue how long she would be in labor before giving birth.

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