Chapter 24- A F. R. I. E.N.D.S Debate
A week later, Alice and Jughead were watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S in the living room. The two bonded a lot over Food and Their favorite Tv show. Which still confused Betty and Fp the most. But most of the time they dust brush off the confusion and try to understand it all. But end up failing miserably.
There were many topics that Alice and Jughead could debate about for hours on end. Fp and Betty didn't know why they loved debating that much. They were seriously the biggest F.R.I.E.N.D.S fans in their town. Three weeks ago, They were watching the show and Jughead brings up about how much Ross was an idiot. Alice started ranting on and on about how he wasn't. Then that debate turned into a full on debate. On how Ross was right about the break and Rachel was just overreacting.
Now this brings them to the same debate three weeks later. "Ross was wrong." Jughead started debating hardcore.
Alice huffed as she chomped on her celery stick. She knew that Ross was right and Jughead's answer wasn't right. He didn't know that Rachel was there. She told them it was over. How was he supposed to know? "Rachel was wrong. Ross was told they were over."
Jughead rolled his eyes and hissed. "No he cheated on her. Rachel has every right to anger with him." Jughead hissed as he directed his finger to the screen.
And Betty couldn't believe that they were still arguing over such a silly topic. Who honestly cares who was right or not? It was the fourth time she had heard this debate. The first was Jughead when she quoted Joey and Rachel. He turned the one quote into a two hour debate whether Joey and Rachel didn't belong together. Another time was when Veronica and Toni were at the wyrm watching the show and Jughead started debating again. It drove Betty nuts. She begged Fp to leave work and pick her up. He did just that and Betty and Him got snow cones instead.
"Jug, it's just a show, honey." She tried to provoke another long debate from happening. Alice and Jughead shared a hard glare and continued debating.
She sighed and threw her arms up in frustration as she stomped out of the living room. She couldn't take it anymore. It was just too much. She hid in the kitchen eating her mother's ice cream sandwich as her punishment. Maybe that will teach her. She only hoped it did. Her mom loved friends too much. It was almost unhealthy. She could tell her everything before they even finished the credits. Don't get her wrong. She loves the show but all the debating makes it unenjoyable.
Unfortunately Fp would be out of town for the weekend and that meant that Betty had to deal with this all on her own. She took out her phone and sent him a text.
Betty: You owe me, Jones. Another friends debate about the same thing. I can't take it anymore.
In Wisconsin, the cheese state it's called by many. Their classic teams; Packers and Brewers. It was football season. He wasn't much of a football fan. But occasionally he would watch some football with Fred on game days. He did play football in high school. He just rather play then watch them play the game. He was in a small city, or much bigger than he expected. Riverdale was a small town, low scale nothing compared Waukesha.
He was there for a business meeting for Veronica. Since she opened the Speakeasy, He had to make a lot adjustments. Veronica told him that he had to be at the building in two hours. He had time to spare. He took a left out of his hotel room. Which was pretty fancy compared to the ones back home. Nothing like he was used to. He saw a little gelato shop on his right. He avoided the bars as much as humanly possible. He didn't want to ruin his sobriety. He had been doing so good so far. He didn't want to ruin his chances.
He took many pictures of the sights. He saw a river called the Fox river. It was much more upscale than Sweetwater. He doubted that people here would murder their son's. Everything looked so classy and expensive. It made his trailer look like a tin can. He felt almost odd for being there.
After his meeting he returned to his hotel room and plopped down on the bed. He was exhausted. All the business talk was a snooze fest for him. But he fought the urge to sleep and just sip his coffee. Other employers had accents. Wisconsinites is what their called. He would say they had a funny accent. He couldn't wait to tell Jughead when he got back.
As he laid in his bed, sheets tucked into his sides and his head on the fluffy side of the pillow. He heard his phone buzz and he extended his arm and checked his phone. He saw a message from Betty and almost fell off the bed. He almost felt bad for leaving her to deal with that. He knew how annoying those debates could get. So he understood why Betty might not be happy with him at that moment. He swiped down to reply to her message.
Fp: Oops ;)
A few minutes later he heard phone buzz again. He fought his exhausted eyes and reached over to grab his phone again.
Adopted Daughter: You still owe me, Jones. You did me dirty leaving me for Wisconsin. I bet that they don't have to deal with this bs.
He almost choked on his food he was eating when he read her text. He heard her swear before that wasn't a shock. But the way she typed it made him laugh. She really sounded irritated. The guilt started to cave in.
Fp: Betty, I'm sorry. If Veronica didn't need I would've stayed but she did. I'll make it up to you. I promise :)
In small town Riverdale, Betty still stayed hidden scruffing down her mother's ice cream bars. Her favorite was chocolate swirl. She also knew her mother might be very upset with her. She knew her mother's emotions were out of whack. Which she couldn't blame her for. It wasn't her fault. But debating wasn't a symptom of being pregnant. No that was just the Smith in her. Betty had that in her blood too. Just not as bad as her mother.
She heard her phone ping on the countertop and she quickly snatched her phone off and read his reply. Of course she knew he was teasing her. Her and Fp even got a bond too. Just like her mother and Jughead. Just a few weeks ago, she asked him to help her with her homework. It was complicated subject and he sat down with her and helped her until it was solved. She thanked for helping her and then he took her out for frozen-yogurt. That was the first time they actually bonded over something. She learned a lot about him like he used to play football and wanted to go professional. But he tore a ligament in his knee and that caused him to close that chapter in his life. That he found himself getting deeper in the Serpents and he wanted to keep his kids away from that stuff. He didn't like how it affected people's lives. He told her that his father wasn't a good men and used to hit him. Some days weren't such dark topics and others were happier. Betty didn't know he went through that. He also told her that he's afraid that Jughead will inherit his drinking habits as well as he did with his father. She could understand his worry and assured him that Jughead wasn't going to end up like that. That he'll be successful and make a name for himself.
Betty: I hope ice creams involved.
She could hear his laugh and feel his smile. She preferred when he was happy then upset and drinking. She loved how he was so caring and didn't care what people thought about him. She wished she could be like him. It would be nicer to deal with than caring all the damn time.
In the living room, Jughead kept rolling his eyes as he unpaused the Tv screen and pointed at Rachel. You could see how heartbroken she was when Ross told her. Anybody would if they were told that their boyfriend slept with another woman after a little fight they had. Alice stood her ground and watched Jughead with cold eyes. "No, he wasn't cheating." She defended her statement and Jughead scoffed.
"He was!"
"He wasn't!"
He was!"
This kept going on for what seemed like days but it was only ten Minutes. Alice was sitting on the couch when she felt a stabbing pain in her back and stomach. She stifled her moans of pain as Jughead kept ranting. She couldn't be having the baby. She still had four weeks to go before due date. She can't be having this baby. Fp wasn't home. She can't do this now. She wasn't going to have this baby and that was final.
After a little while her contractions started to grow more intense and more searing as time passes. Jughead notices that Alice has stopped arguing with him and thinks that he has won the debate finally. He had been trying to win this debate for weeks since it started. He wasn't sure how much longer he could debate the same thing anymore. It was getting too repetitive and annoying to repeat the same defense all the time. He needed a break.
He looked over and quickly realized that Alice wasn't just being quiet she was clearly in a lot of pain. Then it clicked. She was in labor. He had to get her to the hospital right away. "Alice, it's time to go." He said softly as he squeezed her hand.
Alice looked up all confused. She didn't know what he was getting at. "Go where?" She asked clearly oblivious to what he was talking about.
He shook his head and kept his focus on Alice and her needs. What she needs was to go to hospital. He didn't care what she thought. She was going no matter what. He didn't need Betty and his father being disappointed in him. That was the last thing he needed. "To the hospital." He suggested or more like ordered.
She shook her head vigorously and crossed her arms over her exploding belly. She wasn't going to be moved. She was going to stay here until Fp got back. She didn't care how long. This baby would just have to wait. "No, no, I'm not going! It's not time. It's too early!" She was in hysterics and fighting him every step of the way.
He was starting to get very frustrating. The long it took to get her out of the house. The less time they had to get there. "Alice!" He shouted as she kept shaking her head. "Alice calm down. It will be alright. We just need to get you to hospital." He calmly encouraged as she continuously shook her head at him.
"No! No! I'm not going to the fucking hospital with—" She was cut off by a sharp pain in her abdomen.
She stood up from the couch with Jughead's coaching and stands over the couch and leans her back out. She holds it like that until the two Minutes have passed and she can finally stand up straight. She snaps back into her rant. "Without Fp! If he isn't in here or at that damn delivery room I'm not going!" She snapped as she stood her ground.
Man she was very stubborn. He needed back up. Betty was in the kitchen and he knew that. He needed her help and authority. "Betty!" He shouted hoping it would work. They were both Smiths and maybe they can outbalence another.
Betty heard shouting coming from the living room. She quickly discards the ice cream bar into the trash and sprints into the room. Where she finds her mother arguing with Jughead. Jughead who looked very calm and also very frustrated. She wouldn't blame him. She heard her mother yelling at him. She couldn't believe how stubborn her mother was being.
"Mom! Let's go!" She snapped as she grabbed the diaper bag by the front door that Fp packed after her fall. He was taking extra precautions and thankfully he had done that.
Alice just kept fighting them on it. She didn't want to do this again with him. The first time was excruciating for her. Being alone in a stone room with no meds or pain relievers for her. She had to do it cold and hard labor. She never wanted to experience that again. She kept shaking her head. "No Betty! I can't do this! I won't! It's too much!" She cried as she another wave of contractions dispirited her spirits.
She held her hands to her stomach and screamed as another wave hit. This time it was more intense and then she looked down. Fuck! Her water had broken. This can't be happening. She needed Fp. Why did he have to go out of town?
Betty quickly went to one side to hold her mother steady as Jughead slowly retrieves the keys for her car. She knows that her mother wasn't in any condition to argue anymore. Since her water had broken she'd calm down. She was still fighting but not as much as before. They were able to get her in the back seat as Jughead drove. Betty alerted the hospital that they were on their way. Alice sat in the back, growling as more contractions hit. She didn't know how far along they were. She was too busy trying not die from all the pain. She had forgotten how painful it really was. She hadn't been pregnant since Betty and that was sixteen years ago.
Once they pulled up to emergency exit, Alice was taken by the doctors, residents and surgeons to a room. She wanted the drugs so badly. It hurt so much that she had a hard time breathing. After she was giving so drugs it helped a lot. It made her much calmer. She recently learned that she was only two centimeters dilated. She still had hours to go. She just hoped that Fp could get back in time to see their little boy be born. She would hate for him to miss out again.
Betty and Jughead were escorted to the waiting room. Betty left three voicemails for him. She was afraid he wasn't going to get them in time to know. She didn't want him to miss out. She knew how much this meant to him. He was heartbroken that all the things happened between all those months ago. She wished that her sister wasn't crazy and her father to be sane. But deep down she knew that wasn't a reality and she just had to face that. Facing the music wasn't going to be easy.
Cheryl and Toni arrived at the hospital shortly after Betty told them. She couldn't believe that the day had come. She wanted to meet Betty's little brother. She knew that Betty was ecstatic over the news. She noticed that her cousin had some chocolate on her lips. She quickly handed her a tissue and Betty took the tissue with one hand and squeezed Jughead's hand with the other hand. Jughead felt Jellybean curl into his side. It was 9 P.M as they all stayed quiet. Betty would check on her mother to make sure she was doing good. She even got her mother some ice chips for her to suck on to keep her body cool. She hoped that the ice chips would ease the process. She had seen a Birth in health class. But she was sure it was much different when a loved one gives birth.
It's 12:07 A.M in Wisconsin. When Fp was abruptly woken from his sleep by loud annoying ringing. He pulls the light switch on and swipes the answer call button. When he hears the messages he's freaked out. She can't be already. He's not supposed to be there until September 19th.. He makes a dash for his luggage and quickly hands them his hotel key before leaving the main office. He hops into his rental car and headed over to the airport. He had to make it. He can't miss the birth of his son. He would never forgive himself.
Once his flight lands, he's already on his feet and snagging his car out of the parking lot. He nearly gets forty tickets as he races over to the hospital. He knows he broke many laws but he didn't care. All that mattered was that he got to Alice in time.
And that's when it happened. He was stuck in damn traffic. Of all the days, it had to be now. He slammed his hands on the steering wheel and the truck horn blared loudly in his ears. This had to be a joke. He was stuck in traffic. Of all the things it had to be traffic. He decided after five Minutes stuck behind all these cars to make a risky turn and hop off the freeway. He knew it might take longer, not as long as this traffic was going to take him. He sped down the main streets praying that Greendale's entrance wasn't far. He made a series of illegal turns. He didn't care. He just wanted to see his son being born. He raced down blue street to make a sharp left onto Greendale. He can see the hospital illuminated lights glimmer up above through the almost translucent windows. He briefly took a Minute to gather his thoughts before he opened his truck door. He was going to be a father again in a matter of hours. He still can't believe he's in forties and having another son. That still blew his mind. A father again. That was very shocking to him.
Finally he runs to the front desk. He was told that she was in room 403 on the third floor. What scared him that he was able to make it. He couldn't imagine missing this. He gains speed as he starts full on sprinting down the hall. He gets a few dirty looks by his messy hair and snake on his back. As he turns down the hallway, He gets a glimpse of his son and Betty standing by the door. He looked up and Betty greets him with a soft smile. He wants to ask if she gave birth yet. But then he hears a loud scream in pain. He raced into the delivery room and sees his fierce, stressed Fiancé laying in the bed with her legs in the strups.
Her face looks more red than usual. Almost like she was having a contraction. He quickly gets by her side and feels an intense amount of pressure on his hand. Alice couldn't help but feel relieved that he made. He made it just in time. She was almost fully dilated. Fp looks over at her teary eyes and pushes back her hair behind her ears. He feels guilty for her situation. It was his little swimmers that made this happen. Alice screams again as her last contraction ripples through her body and made her shake. Fp softly brushes his lips on her temple and squeezes her hand for support. She arched forward and wailed as she pushed.
Alice almost forgotten how much it hurts like a mother tucker push a baby out of her. She heard Fp's encouraging words as she squeezed his hand with all her might. She was sorta afraid she would do some damage. She knows that she's very strong and He also knows that. Fp didn't care. He was too busy calming her.
"On a count of three, I'm going to need you to push." They heard her doctor instruct as Alice nods her head and looked up at Fp. He's smiling and she smiles back.
With two short sounds Alice feels like she's going to cave at any moment. Her body hates all the intensity and she can't wait for this grueling part to be over. So she can hold her son and love him. She pushed with all her might as she arches her back forward. She can hear her doctor saying that she sees the head. Tears threatened her eyes as she feels like she's pushing out a ten pound bowling ball. Fp sees the tears and gently brushes his thumb against her waterline and makes the fallen tear disappear. After that what seems like weeks or even months of unbearable crying, she can't stop crying.
She feels instant relief when she hears her baby cry for the first time. It was like magic to her ears. Sure she would get sick of hearing the obnoxious cries after a few hours but that didn't matter. Fp watched as the nurse scoops the baby up and he snips the umbilical cord. His eyes water as he gets a glimpse of their son. His baby boy. He hadn't felt this emotional since Jellybean was born. Now he was the one who was emotional. He stood by Alice's side kissing her forehead and trying to keep his eyes from breaking the tears. Alice leans her back against the bed and looks up and sees his eyes. She could see his eyes getting teary.
"You did, Baby. He's here." Fp mutters in a happy tone as he leaned forward to peck her lips. Alice sniffles as she blew her nose with a tissue one of the nurses handed to her.
"No we did it, Jonesy. I missed you so much. I can't believe he's finally here. With us. That's just. I can't even explain how it feels." She explained as she looked him in the eyes.
He knew what she was saying. He felt it too. Almost like it was meant to be. He still couldn't believe he actually made it. He almost missed it. The moment their son was brought them cleaned of the blood a smile crossed the happy parents face. Alice felt the warm little squirmy baby boy being placed in her arms as she sat herself up. Fp's hand properly placed midway down her back as their son cooed and strength his delicate arms and legs.
His little smile brought the parents into tears. They didn't care if they looked ridiculous or insane. They were just enjoying the bundle in her arms. Alice felt weak from all the grueling contractions. "He looks so precious, Al." Fp warmly stated as he looked at his son.
"Joseph Mason Jones." Alice said with a smile. Fp knew she would pick that name. Of course she would.
"Joseph really, Al?" He questioned as a snort came out by accident.
She rolled her eyes and got defensive. "It's better than Forsythe." She snarled as a small giggle escaped. He huffed and rolled his eyes. Yes he wasn't happy with his name and yet again he named his son after him. No wondered his son hated him.
"Forsythe isn't that bad, Alice." Alice just gave him a look before opened her mouth. "Oh come here Forsythe." She said in a child's voice. He externally cringed when he heard that. "Okay, Okay, you win that one. But Joey mason." He questioned with an skeptical look on his face.
"Yeah me and Juggie picked it out." He had his mouth open. His son and Alice were picking names out without him. Without him. That wasn't fair or cool. "You and Jughead? Picked names out?" She nodded. Oh this is just great. "Without me?" Another terse nod came from the blonde.
Alice could hear the sadness in voice and felt bad. She grabbed his hand and squeezed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." She apologized as she peppered his cheeks with kisses.
He smiled lightly as he kissed her back. "Koel?" Alice's ears peaked up at the sound. She liked that it was a "K" instead of a "C". It sounded cooler and she liked the feel and the ring to it.
Her face lit up and he knew that was the name. Alice leaned closer to her little joy and whispered softly into his little fragile ears. "Koel?" He responded by cooing and Alice's eyes blurred with tears. "Nice to meet you, Little Koel." Her voice was warm and loving as she stroked two fingers of his scalp.
He had black raven hair as his father and His mother's smile and eyes. Fp already couldn't wait for the first three months of his life. He was vowing to be a better father and even better husband when the time came. They still didn't pick a date and that's was fine by them. They wouldn't in any rush. They just taking their sweet time before it was filled with chaos.
"Mom, Dad, have you picked a name yet?" Amber, their doctor asked the two newly parents. Alice and Fp looked at one another and knew.
"Koel Mason Jones." Amber smiled at the name. She found it cute and unique. She typed it into the birth records and looked over at them.
In the waiting room the guests stayed seated in the rows of chairs. Betty sat by Jughead. It had been hours since they arrived. Cheryl sat with Toni in the back. She was reading seventeen magazine as she sat on her girlfriend's lap. Toni didn't seem to mind, not even one bit. It didn't bother at all. Archie held Veronica in his arms. Kevin sat next to Fangs as they held hands.
When the door opened, Heads turned and saw Fp's face. He looked so overjoyed. Jughead could tell that by that smile everything went good. Betty was the first to approach him. Fp looked around the waiting room and smiled with a huge smile. Fred was sitting a few feet away and couldn't believe how everything was. Fp was going to be a father again. He knew that Fp would lose it if he knew that he knew about Charles. That would just make their already tense and complicated friendship much more complicated. He didn't want to ruin his day. Today was very special.
Fp walked over to his son and Betty with a huge smile. "Wanna meet your little brother?" Jellybean's face turned from a frown to super excited.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She exclaimed as she hopped up and down in the middle of waiting room. Fp's smile just grew and he held his hands on his little girl's shoulders.
"Jelly, You can't be shouting and jumping like that. It could scare your brother." He softly explained as he knelt down on his knee.
Jellybean nodded her head and looked over at her brother. "Juggie!" Jughead shot her a glare and she quieted down. "Oops." She giggled, causing everyone to chuckle at her adorable giggles. Then she turned back to her brother with a sweet smile. Now Jughead knew what she wanted. "Show daddy what we got at the gift shop." He nodded his head and walked over to the little yellow box with a blue ribbon on top.
With the box in his hand, he headed the box over to his dad and Fp looked at him. He didn't know there were more gifts. He slowly opened the box and gasped. His son bought him a jacket and the baby one. "Thanks Juggie." He smiled. Jughead smiled back at his father.
"It was Jelly's idea. But, I had the cash." He chuckled as his sister jabbed him in the leg with her finger. He turned to his sister, who had her tongue sticking out. "Knock it off, Jellybean!" He softly scolded and she crossed her arms.
"No, you tell him the truth." Jellybean shook her head at her big brother. Fp was now confused. What was going on?
"Someone tell what's going on?" His father tone peaked through and Jellybean rolled her eyes.
She cleared her throat and sighed. "It was Juggie's idea. But I talked him out of the Friends's jacket. He was going to make us broke." Jughead scoffed and glared his eyes.
"It was only 60 bucks." Fp stood there shaking his head at his two bickering children. They alerted always arguing and it was driving him crazy. Why can't they just get alone?
"Forsythia and Forsythe!" He shouted at them until they shut their mouths. Jellybean and Jughead still glared at one another as their father said their real names.
Great everyone knew. Their real names. The teasing won't ever stop. Jughead already got enough hate for his name and being a serpent. This was the last thing he needed. Thank goodness it was just the normal people he knew.
"Sorry daddy." Jellybean Sweet-talked her way out of trouble that only infuriated her brother even more. She was known for getting her way. Well she's daddy's little girl and princess. She always got her way. And it wasn't fair.
Ignoring what just happened, Fp guides Jughead, Jellybean and Betty to Alice's room. Betty couldn't stop squealing inside. She was finally a big sister. She had wanted this for so long. Longer than she could remember. She grabs Juggie's hand and smiled at him. Cheryl watched as the four of them disappeared from her sight. Jellybean held her dad's hand as they walked down the hallway. She couldn't stop smiling like a dork.
Once they arrived, Fp opened the door, letting the three walk in before closing the door quietly behind him. Betty's eyes sparkle at the little boy in her mother's arms. He looked so little. He was two weeks early and Betty couldn't wait to hold her little brother. Alice sat up straight as she handed Koel off to Fp. Fp held his arms in the right position before he looked over at Betty.
Betty was so nervous and anxious. She never had a little one around the house before. Of course she held Juniper and Dagwood before. But she never held a newborn before. Fp pointed over to the white rocking chair in the corner of the hospital room. She walked over to the rocking chair and sat down. He slowly placed Koel into her arms. Betty's perception changed. She couldn't believe it felt so different. A good kind of different. His little weight in her arms. He was so tiny. Her eyes widened as his little fingers grabbed her hand. She hovered her hand over his chest and left a soft kiss on his tiny forehead.
Then she looked up to Fp and her mom and smiled. "What's this little guy's name?" She asked as she shifted him to the other side of her arm.
"Koel Mason Jones" Betty smiled at the little boy in her arms.
Her eyes were mesmerized by his tiny features. Jellybean hoped she could be next. Her little brother Koel looked so cute. She couldn't wait to hold him. It felt like forever since she got the news about Alice and her having a baby. Jughead watched Betty with swift eyes as he smiled at her. Next it was Jughead's turn. He sat where Betty was and Betty handed him Koel. He liked the name. He was surprised his father didn't go for another Forsythe. His brother would've been the fourth. He was half-glad that wasn't his name. He knew his dad prefers being called Fp compared to his real name. Forsythe sounded like an old folk name. Who wouldn't blame him for not wanting that? He sure didn't. He still couldn't get over the fact his father named him after him. If he hated his name so much then why did he name him that too? Sometimes his father wasn't that bright.
Out of nowhere, Jughead made a comment. "So no, Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Fourth?" He mocked, in quite serious manner. Fp rolled his eyes at his son's comment and halted.
"To answer your question—" He was cut off by another voice.
"No he didn't. And Koel was something your father came up with Jughead." Alice defended as she pointed her finger.
Jughead felt a little thrown. "Wow… really?" He was answered by a nod by his father.
"Yes. I did. Alice wanted the name Joey for the first name." Jughead's face lit up.
"Really? You were going to name him my name?" Fp rolled his eyes, sighed and Alice nodded her head smiling.
"Yes." Fp grumbled as him and Betty shared a look with one another.
Alice shot Fp a glare and he stopped grumbling. But kept cursing in his head instead. Jughead smiled at little Koel. He thought the name Koel actually fit him better than Joey.
"He didn't responded to Joey, Jug. He did responded to Koel though." Alice added in as she winked at Fp.
Fp sighed as he stood by his son. "Yeah… He didn't respond to hers. But for me he did." He stated while grinning like a mad man.
Alice rolled her eyes and huffed out loud. She signaled to Jughead and he had Jellybean sit down in the rocking chair before he placed Koel into his little sister's arms. Jellybean stretches out her legs and gets herself situated. She smiles like she just got candy as Koel splits his mouth into the tiniest and maybe the cutest smile she had ever seen in her entire childhood.
"Support his head, Jelly." She heard her father instruct as she looked down at Koel. He was much smaller than she expected. She did what she was told and giggled. "He's so small." She said as she brushed her little hands over his head. Fp smiled at the picture-perfect moment. This is what he always wanted. A family. And now he has what he's always wanted.
Shortly after everyone has visited it's time for Alice to get some rest. She was exhausted and also blessed. Every few hours her nurse has her try breastfeeding. She did it with all her children. She almost forgotten how weird and wonderfully amazing the experience was.They take a short break in between before they try one more time. Fp helped change his first outfit. Koel was wearing a little onesie that said "little snake" on the back.
He cooed as Fp cradled him in his arms. He was enjoying the bonding time with his little man. He looked exactly like him. That kinda scared him. Would he act like him? He hoped that he wouldn't. Would he act like Alice? He wasn't sure. But it could be a possibility. That fact didn't bother him. If it happened? He knew exactly how to handle him.
He still wondered what Charles would've been like. Would've he been like him or Alice? What would've he been when he was all grown up? Unfortunately those questioned would remain unanswered. If he was being honest? He would say that he still cried night about his late son. He still hoped that his son wasn't dead. That he was still kicking around or would just pop out of his hiding. He still wanted to know if Chic was lying. He could've been lying about the whole thing. But his abili was locked tight. There were no evidence thought to prove that he was alive or not. No identification that he wasn't dead. It was like a mastermind puzzle. He conquered Clifford Blossom and Hiram Lodge. Who couldn't he conquer? He didn't know yet. It was still unsolved. The question was…. his son really dead? Or was Chic lying and he's actually alive? That was unknown to mind. Maybe he just needed to do some digging before he found the goldmine. His son. He just needed proof his son was alive or not. He couldn't take the what if questions anymore. He needed a concrete answer. No more possibilities.
He also knew digging could be potentially dangerous in all ways more than one. He just wanted answers and he was sure Alice wanted like too. It was like a compass trying to find a way out of the haystack. Ever heard the phrase needle in a haystack? Well it's sorta similar to that. Proof concrete proof that was what they needed to prove Charles was dead or alive. But where do he get that proof? He had no idea.