Alright, folks! This is it, it's almost the end and I honestly don't know how to feel! This is the very first fic that I wrote back a little over a year ago and so much has changed since then. It's weird to know that I will finally have my first multi-chapter fic completed. I feel like I have accomplished something lol!
Anywho, I really hope you all like where this fic is headed and that the ending is everything you had hoped for! I love you all and I am so thankful to all those who have supported me on my writing journey. I love you all so much!
-Bina ?
P.S. I also wanted to mention the warning for this chapter: attempted sexual assault (not really graphic but be warned anyway), violence, and smut (the very beginning if you are so inclined to skip it lol.)
BETTY POV
My eyes fluttered open as I moaned, the sensations from my lower lips sending searing pleasure coursing through my veins. Jughead hummed against my swollen clit, inserting two fingers to slowly pump deep inside. I lifted my head to watch him, my fingers sinking into his hair to hold in place while I took the pleasure he gave.
"Mmm, morning, Juggie. Don't stop, baby. Your- fuck, your mouth feels so good," I purred, slowly rocking my hips for more friction. He wrapped his free arm around my thigh, pressing me opened further as he suckled on my sensitive button. I was rising to the brink, ready to fall, when the sensation of his teeth nipping my clit threw me over the edge.
I shouted his name as I came, one hand fisting the sheets while my other pulled roughly at his dark curl, my juices coating his tongue while he lapped up every last drop. He dipped his tongue inside my throbbing cunt again, wanting to keep me riding my high as long as possible.
As I laid there - completely boneless from the sheer ferocity of my climax - Jughead crawled up my body and rolled me onto my side. He trailed kisses up my spine, biting and sucking bruises onto my sensitive flesh before finally reaching my neck. He positioned his body behind me, slipping inside me with ease. His breathy grunts in my ear had my body tingling, the coil in my belly tightening already after just a few strokes.
I wrapped my arm behind me, pulling his head further into the slope of my neck while he slowly slid his length into my soaked core over again. His panting breaths fanned my cheek as his hand slipped past my hip bone to my pulsating clit, pressing his rough fingertip against it to coax another orgasm from me. My pulse raced erratically as he ran his tongue up my neck, flicking my earlobe before pulling it between his teeth.
"I never want this feeling to end, I want to feel you like this forever," Jughead breathed, his fingers rubbing tight, slow circles on my nub while his thickness glided in and out of me. His body began to tense as my walls trembled around him and I knew he was getting close. He leaned in closer to my ear, plunging into me further and hitting my sweet spot as he whispered, "Marry me, Princess. Be mine forever, please."
My eyes squeezed shut tightly when I felt that familiar electricity pulsing through my body, his words causing my world to shift as my orgasm ripped through me. I clamped down on his cock, milking him until he had completely spent himself deep inside me with a whisper of my name. I panted, trying to catch my breath while he still pulsed inside my heat and it took me a moment to register what he said. I looked back at him, his eyes filled with so much devotion that it stole my breath, "Juggie?"
"Marry me, Betts?"
Without pulling out of me, he leaned back slightly and opened his side table to pull out a small velvet box. He wrapped his arm back around me, bringing it in front of me and allowing me to open the box. I gasped, seeing the most beautiful ring in the world nestled inside. How long has he had this? He softened and slowly slid out of me before I turned over to face him, my eyes glassy with unshed tears.
"I've been trying to find the right time to ask you this for months now but something always seems to come up and get in the way. But I can't wait anymore, Betty. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. Even when we weren't together, I knew that one day I'd find you and I don't ever want us to be apart again. You are my Queen and you've already given me the greatest gift of all by carrying my child, so will you make me a complete man and be my wife too?" He asked, taking the ring out of the box and holding it out for me gingerly. I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't even respond with words, I simply nodded and threw myself into his arms, kissing him through my happy tears.
"Yes, yes! I'll marry you, Juggie," I whispered repeatedly against his lips, my arms wrapped around his neck to hold him closer. After a few more minutes of getting lost in each other's kisses, Jughead pulled away to place the ring on my finger and grinned at me.
"I love you so damned much, Betts," he said, smiling down on me as I admired the ring on my finger. If you had told me a year ago that this would be where I would end up, I would have laughed in your face. But now, being here in this moment with the man that I loved, I knew that there was no other place I would have wanted my life to end up. I beamed up at him, bringing him down into a soft kiss before palming his face to look into my eyes.
"I love you, Jughead Jones."
"Sweet Pea, meeting in ten! Get the hell off my sister and get dressed before I cut your balls off!" Jughead shouted through Jellybean's bedroom door, banging on it a few times for emphasis. I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face knowing that one of his best friends was now romantically involved with his baby sister.
Sweet Pea had been spending more nights here than at Sunnyside lately so he could be close to JB but Jughead still hadn't adjusted to it well. He would always see Jellybean as his baby sister and thinking of her involved with anyone was just not something he liked to imagine.
"Jesus Forsythe, he'll be done in a minute!" Jellybean yelled back before we heard the distinct sound of a bed squeaking followed by JB's moans. Jughead's face screwed up in disgust as he grabbed his cigarettes and Serpent jacket to get away from the apartment as quickly as possible...
"Come on, Betts. I don't even need to hear that shit," he said with a shudder. I slipped my keds on and followed him out the door, chuckling the whole way. We made it halfway down the stairs before he turned on me with a frown. "It's not funny, Princess. I don't need to hear my sister and my best friend going at it at all hours of the day and night."
"You mean like us?" I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck and giving him a quick peck on the tip of his nose. "Seriously Jug, they are consenting adults. You knew that she'd find a guy someday and who better than one of our own guys? We both trust Sweets, he won't hurt her. Besides, he knows if he does, he'll be dealing with me," I grinned wickedly and kissed him again, pecking kisses all over his face until he smiled.
"That's the damn truth. If anyone is gonna cut my balls off, Jones, it's Blondie," Sweet Pea responded from behind me. I turned to see him and JB - both now dressed but clearly disheveled - coming down the hall towards us. Jughead groaned and marched the rest of the way down the stairs, dragging me with him towards our conference room.
Once we arrived, we took our place at the head of the conference table, Jughead pulling a chair out for me to sit on. He kissed me tenderly on the crown of my head before turning to the crowd of Serpents who were filing in behind us. He waited until everyone was seated or standing around and the door was closed before he spoke.
"Alright, you all know why we're here. We received intel yesterday that the Ghoulies were actually hired by Blondie's ex-husband to kidnap her and hurt her. And while some of you know this info I'm about to give you, others may not. We have already had bad blood in the past with the scumbag who started all of this," Jughead paused, squeezing my hand before he continued, "His name is Archie Andrews."
The entire room exploded in an uproar, half of the men jumping from their seats and growling just from the mention of his name. I knew already that Archie had seemed to make quite a few enemies on the Southside but it seemed the majority of them were Serpents.
"What're we gonna do about this sick fucker, Boss?" A rather large Serpent named Razor asked. I remembered this man as one of the regulars at the bar and I knew he had a sister that had a past with Archie as well. Jughead turned to me, his concern for the plan still evident in his eyes as he stared at me. I held his gaze, not flinching or backing down, and he sighed heavily before nodding.
"Well, Princess, you wanna fill them in?" Jughead waved his hand out towards the crowd of men and women, motioning for me to explain the idea we came up with. I stood up and squeezed his hand once more before letting go to step forward to lean across the table.
"I have a plan-"
"Not a great one," Jughead muttered under his breath, shutting up when my eyes snapped to his in irritation. I knew he didn't like the plan Sweets and I came up with but he wasn't going to disrespect me in front of our men. Shrugged his shoulders and mouthed 'sorry' before nodding for me to continue.
"As I was saying, I have a plan. We all know what the Ghoulies want: to hurt Jughead and the Serpents as much as possible. And Archie, well- Archie wants to hurt me, in any way possible. I spent years being abused and controlled by that monster and I refuse to live in fear any more. So my plan is simple, we give them what they want." I stated firmly, holding my head up high while those around me gasped in horror.
"Are you fucking insane, Blondie?" Toni shouted, her hands clenched into fists at her side. She looked frantically between Jughead and I, trying to read the situation.
"Maybe? But it's the only way, T. We've got one shot at this and I fully intend to come out of this on top. Neither Malachi or Archie will risk hurting me, I am too valuable of a bargaining chip for either of them to do something that stupid and reckless. They want to hurt the Serpent King, maybe even bring him to his knees, but they are smart enough to know that if anything happens to me or this baby, that they will have to deal with his wrath," I explained further. I could tell that the Serpents were not comfortable with the idea but they sat and listened to me anyway.
"I am going to contact Malachi, tell him I want to make a deal in exchange that he doesn't harm Jug or the baby. When I escaped, I got a good look at where they stationed their guys on patrol. If we can clear those men out then we can get inside and take care of the others. Syd already said he can fit me with a body cam, one so small that they won't even be able to see it if it's hidden in a piece of jewelry. Jughead and Sweets will have a direct feed to the cam and will be able to see what room they take me into. I already know that he won't do anything until Archie is there so we wait for him and that's when we strike. I will try to get Archie on camera admitting to his crimes and once you all take out his guys outside, you can come in and rescue me..." I trailed off, watching the face around me to try and gauge their reactions. I jumped slightly when I heard a familiar voice speak up in the otherwise quiet room.
"I can't say I'm thrilled about this plan of yours, Elizabeth, but it could work. And you won't have to go in alone."
"What? Mom- you can't-" I tried to protest but my mother held her hand up to silence me.
"No, I will not hear it, Elizabeth. We go in together or not at all. This would not be my first time dealing with something like this and as the former Serpent Queen - and your mother - I am pulling rank," Alice stood firm, not budging once. I knew my mother would not like this idea but I never guessed that she would volunteer to go into the lion's den with me. I knew there was no use in fighting her on it so I simply nodded and moved on.
"Okay, we do this together. I'll have Syd fit your glasses with a second cam in case we get separated. We only have three days to plan this and make it as solid as possible, guys, so we need everyone with us on this. Are you with us?" I asked, my voice strong and unyielding.
Everyone in the room stood in unison and shouted, "IN UNITY THERE IS STRENGTH!" The sound roared and reverberated off of the walls of the conference room and rattled my chest with its power.
"In Unity There Is Strength," Jughead and I echoed back, looking at each other and smiling.
Three Days Later...
I took a deep staggering breath, swallowing my fear as me and my mom walked up the gravel drive, heading straight for the group of Ghoulies standing outside the blood-red doors of the House of the Dead. The floodlights shining behind them made it hard to tell who was who but I could clearly see the outline of the man who had haunted my dreams for the last month and a half. I held my head high, glaring at him defiantly and not showing any hesitation - even when he spoke.
"Well, well, well. I didn't think you'd really come, Blondie. And with a friend in tow-"
"Fuck you, asshole. I'm her mother and I am here to make sure you don't hurt my grandchild that she is carrying," Alice spat at him, venom dripping from her tongue. Fiery hatred raged in Alice's eyes as she scowled at my attacker.
"Oooo, we have a fiesty one on our hands, boys. Looks like the snake didn't slither far from that tree, did it? I'll keep my part of the bargain, so long as the Serpent Queen does exactly what I ask and gives me everything I want. We clear?" Malachi said, a wicked smirk on his lips as he focused on the growing curves of my body. I placed my hand over my abdomen in a subconscious attempt to keep my baby safe from this evil bastard.
Just the thought of him touching me brought bile to my throat, burning its way up and threatening to spill out of my mouth. I breathed through my nose slowly, keeping my heart rate down to make sure nothing happened to my baby. I took a moment to gather my wits and looked around when I caught a glimpse of a familiar face.
Dakota...
He's alive. They bought the ruse and he was able to convince them that I escaped on my own! I watched him carefully as he glowered at me, his eyes betraying him and showing his concern for this situation. I could only hope that they put us in the room with him so then I would know for sure we at least had an ally on the inside. Lord, if Jug can see this, he is going to be fuming! He was still ready to get ahold of Dakota for his part in my kidnapping so if he makes it out of this, Jug will be having a few words with him.
"Fine, Malachi. As long as you don't do anything to harm my baby then we have a deal," I replied, hoping my voice wasn't as shaky as it felt. Dakota sent me a glare and stepped closer to Malachi, whispering something into his ear that had him grinning with malicious glee. I swallowed hard and glanced at my mother. Her expression was stoic, as always in situations like this, no emotion showing on her face as we stood before the gang members in front of us.
"Well, ladies, shall we?" Malachi snapped his fingers and my mother and I were both grabbed from behind by some larger Ghoulies. I watched as Dakota walked up to me, an evil grin plastered on his smug face. He looked menacing but something in his eyes told me he needed me to play along with what he was about to do.
"Bitch, you and I are going to have a little discussion when we get you downstairs. And this time I am not stupid enough to have my knife on me so you can stab me again," Dakota growled, gripping my hair and pulling hard.
"I should have stabbed you in the dick you perverted son of a bitch!" I shouted, spitting in his face for added effect. He reared back and slapped me across the face, my face stinging as I tasted blood in my mouth. Jug is definitely gonna kick your ass now, motherfucker.
"Get them inside, now. I have to call the boss and then we can get this party started," Malachi motioned for the men to drag us into The House of the Dead. I noticed that there were not many men present in the building, or in the surrounding areas. By my count, we had at least two times the number of men.
Which is a relief...
I was terrified of what would happen if Jughead and the Serpents didn't get to me and Alice fast enough. I knew FP, Sweets, and Jug were watching every move we made but it was still terrifying to be pulled back into the belly of the beast, this time of my own accord. I took a few deep breaths to stave off the panic I felt as we approached the same room I was held in before, this time noticing that the window had been boarded up from the outside.
"What's wrong, are you assholes afraid I'll get away again?" I barked out a laugh, earning a slap to the back of my head by Dakota. I swung my head around to scowl at him, hoping to convey that he is just making it worse for himself by putting hands on me.
Once we were brought inside, I was thrown onto the dingy mattress that haunted my dreams and my mother was tied to a nearby pole. Then all of our captors - all except Dakota - left. He turned quickly and dropped his facade as soon as the door was closed behind him, marching over to me with his brow furrowed.
"What the hell are you doing here, Betty? Don't you know how dangerous it is for you to be here? Malachi was seriously pissed when you got away the last time. You have no idea what he said he'd do to you if he got his hands on you again," Dakota said, a grave expression taking over his features. I could tell that he was genuinely afraid of Malachi and what he was planning to do. I smiled up at him reassuringly and shook my head.
"Don't worry. We have a plan."
JUGHEAD POV
"Oooo, we have a fiesty one on our hands, boys. Looks like the snake didn't drop far from that tree, did it? I'll keep my part of the bargain as long as the Serpent Queen does what I ask and gives me everything I want. We clear?"
"I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!" I growled, watching Malachi interacting with Betty through the video feed. Just the way he licked his lips as he stared her down made my blood boil.
"We'll get our chance to kick his ass but for now you need to keep your head, boy." My Dad tried to reason with me, and I knew he was right but I still wanted to hurt this bastard. After what he did to Betty the last time, the nightmares he gave her, I will make him pay. One way or another.
"Bitch, you and I are going to have a little discussion when we get you downstairs. And this time I am not stupid enough to have my knife on me so you can stab me again."
"I should have stabbed you in the dick you perverted son of a bitch!"
I looked down at the screen just in time to see Dakota slapping Betty across the face after she spits on him. Even now - knowing that he was probably acting and that Dakota leading the group of men that had Betty and Alice hostage was a good thing - I still wanted to kill him for laying his hands on her.
I gritted my teeth further as I watched them toss Betty onto a dirty mattress and tie Alice up to what looked like a large pipe running from the floor to the ceiling. Once the others left and she was alone with her mom and Dakota, he turned to face her with a panicked look on his face.
"What the hell are you doing here, Betty? Don't you know how dangerous it is for you to be here? Malachi was seriously pissed when you got away the last time. You have no idea what he said he'd do to you if he got his hands on you again."
"Don't worry. We have a plan."
Her voice sounded so calm and collected - so strong - and it helped to calm me some. I kept watching her interactions with Dakota as we waited for our queue.
"Don't you get it, Betty? He isn't going to hold up his end of the deal! He will not hesitate to kill you, cut out your baby, and drop your broken corpse on the front steps of the Wyrm... Malachi has been obsessing about it ever since you got out. Lucky for me, he didn't figure out I helped you, that's why he put me in charge of watching you until Red gets here. He figured I would want to rough you up for 'stabbing' me but it is seriously stupid for you to be here! He expects me to be in here roughing you up right now!"
"Then you better do something, or else he will know something is wrong..."
"What are you saying, Betty? That I need to rough you up? Cause that shit ain't gonna happen, even if you weren't pregnant. I already hit you enough to be on Jones' shit list, I ain't trying to get my ass killed..."
"Well, at least he knows that much about you," Sweet Pea chuckled from behind me where he was standing over my shoulder to watch the monitor. I rolled my eyes and held my breath, waiting to see what would happen next.
"Dakota, if you don't, he will kill us both! So now it's time to nut up and be a fucking man and hit me dammit!" I heard the venom in Betty's voice and I knew she was serious. My body tensed, anticipating the hit that was sure to come. My breath hitched as Dakota raised his hand and open palm slapped Betty.
"Is that the best you can do?" I heard Betty snickering and watched her spit blood to the floor. "Stop being a pussy and hit me like a fucking man!"
Dakota reared back again - this time with a closed fist - and punched Betty. My fists clenched as I heard her whimpering. I'm kicking his ass when I get a hold of him... I watched Betty spit more blood from her mouth before turning back to face Dakota
"That's more like it. Now, loosen the restraints on my mom but don't make it obvious. Are they going to check for weapons when they come in?"
"Nah, I was supposed to frisk you when you got in here."
"Okay, Mom has a switchblade in the interior of her boot. Grab it and put it in her hand so she can conceal it in her sleeve. It's our fail-safe... just in case Jug doesn't make it in time."
I'm coming, Princess. I promise you, I'm coming for you...
BETTY POV
I watched Dakota do as he was told, making sure my mom had her blade and that she could easily slip out of the ropes at a moment's notice. Dakota jumped, scrabbling back towards me when he heard voices outside the door. He gave me an apologetic look before he pulled his hand back again.
*SLAP*
"Fucking bitch! You're lucky Malachi wants the first crack at you or I'd show you what happens to Serpent whores in our house!" Dakota shouted at me, his brows furrowed and a scowl on his lips. The door creaked open to reveal Malachi and Archie, both with sinister grins that made my stomach feel like there was a heavy stone embedded into it.
"Having fun, 'Koby?" Malachi chuckled, stepping closer to me and grabbing my chin to examine the damage. I could see Archie standing beside Dakota, a noticeable bulge in the front of his jeans as he stared back at me.
That sick fuck is getting off on this! How the fuck I not know what kind of monster he was? When I get my hands on him I'll-
"We're all good here now, 'Koby. Red and I want to have a little fun with Jones' whore for a bit while mommy dearest watches," Malachi chuckled, running his fingertips along the slope of my neck and down my sternum before roughly grabbing my breast. The bile returned, threatening to spill over if he touched me again. I decided to keep them monologuing for as long as possible to buy some time for Jughead and the boys to arrive.
"Why, Archie?"
"Why not? It's fun, Betts. You have no idea who I really am, how many girls I have had and taken against their will. There is nothing like the screams and pleading that falls from their whore mouths and then leave and never have to see them again."
"But why would you do this to me, Archie? Why have these assholes kidnap me and torture me? Was it because you couldn't control me anymore? Cause I didn't want to be married to a sorry excuse for a human being like you?" I asked angrily, flames of hatred flaring to life in my eyes as he laughed at me.
"Come on, Betty. Not everything is about you..." Archie chuckled, stepping closer to me and rubbing himself lecherously. "...this is about revenge. Revenge on that piece of shit Serpent, Jughead Jones. He's had this coming for years, ever since his slut of a sister narked on me and they ran me out of town. Taking you down a few pegs is just an added bonus."
"Fuck you, you twisted son of a bitch. When Jughead gets a hold of you, he'll-" Archie slapped me hard across my cheek, my head jarring to the side and causing me to see stars for a half a second. Rage hummed just under the surface of my skin as I dizzily stared back up at him, the sound of my blood rushing through my ears muffling the noise around me. I could faintly hear my mother spouting profanities at the men as they pulled me to my hands and knees.
I felt completely frozen in place as Malachi tore at my clothes, trying to force my leggings down past my hips unsuccessfully. I watched with tears as Archie pulled himself free and began to stalk towards me, grabbing my chin with the hand that wasn't stroking himself to try to and force it open. I clamped my mouth shut, vowing that if he tried to force himself into my mouth that I would bite down until I tasted blood.
Suddenly, I heard a garbled scream as the hands pawing at me fell off of my hips. I scrambled forward as Archie pulled his pants back up and jerked backward, terror clear on his face. I turned back to see my mother standing behind Malachi, one hand in his hair and the other holding a bloody switchblade. Malachi's eyes glassed over as he gasped for air, the gaping slit across his throat oozing crimson blood down his neck and onto his chest.
"That was for touching my daughter, you sick fuck!" Alice spat, tossing his head forward and watching him crumble into a heap on the floor. She kept her blade open, locking eyes with Archie and sneering at him. "And you... You better hope you make it out that door before I get to you!"
Archie turned to run out the door but ran into a wall of leather instead, Jughead leading the pack of Serpents who were there to bring him down, once and for all. "Miss me, Red?" Jughead growled, punching him so hard that Archie fell to the ground, knocked out cold. Joaquin and Sweet Pea dragged his limp body out of the door as Jughead and FP rushed inside to us, checking to see if we were hurt.
"Oh, Princess. Baby, I'm so sorry... I should- I should have gotten here quicker... Did they- did they hurt you?" Jughead fretted over me, checking the bruises on my face and laying his palm across my stomach. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sobbed, so happy that it was all finally over. "Come on, Betts. Let's go get you and the little one checked out. Dr. Patel is waiting at the Wyrm for us to get there."
"Wait! What about Malachi? And Dakota, is he...?" Jughead shook his head at me, brushing the hairs from my face.
"Dakota is fine, he's coming back with us. He and I need to have a long talk but I promise not to kill him. Dad and Alice are taking care of that other piece of shit, don't worry about it," Jughead said calmly, squeezing me to his side.
"And Archie?"
"Already taken care of, Betts. We have everything we need, he won't be an issue for us anymore."
Former Riverdale resident and local football hero, Archibald Andrews, is facing two counts of first-degree kidnapping, two counts of first-degree conspiracy, and two counts of unlawful imprisonment for his role in the kidnapping and assault of his former wife, Elizabeth Cooper, and her mother, Alice Smith-Jones.
Andrews' attorney, his mother Mary Andrews, has been working night and day to prove her son's innocence and stated: "She will not stop until the vicious lies perpetrated by Miss Cooper and her family are proven to be false", also claiming that the victim, in this case, was the leader of a notorious motorcycle club known as The Southside Serpents. Miss Cooper nor Mrs. Smith-Jones could not be reached for a statement.
News Channel 9 was given a first-hand interview with the accused...
In a shocking turn of events, eight more women have come forward today to press charges of rape and sexual assault and coercion against Riverdale High graduate, Archie Andrews. This makes nineteen total victims so far, and police are receiving more reports every day from more potential victims.
This news comes on the heels of the discovery that the Southside Serpents are a completely legitimate clubhouse for motorcycle enthusiasts and have been cleared of any criminal activity and/or accusations that were brought against him by the accused and his lawyer.
Here at Channel 6, we will bring to all the up to date information on this case and...
Former Riverdale resident, Archibald Andrews, has been found guilty on all charges laid against him and has been sentenced to 25 years to life by the Greendale Municipal Courts. With the influx of victims coming forward, the venue had to be changed for Riverdale to Greendale to try to get Mr. Andrews a fair trial. The judge presiding over the case calls this, "One of the most heinous crimes he has ever seen."
Mr. Andrews had to be restrained after the verdict was rendered, screaming profanities at the prosecutor and judge, as well as the victim and her family. Mr. Andrews is set to go back on trial new month for the rape of twenty-six different women in the state of New York over the last ten years.
Seven Months Later...
"Betts? I'm back! Are you doing okay? How are you feeling, Princess?" I looked up to see my amazing fiance standing over me with the cup of ice he went to track down for me. I had already been in labor for eight hours now and the nurses were saying our little guy was due to be born any minute now. Now we were just waiting for Dr. Patel and then we would be able to start pushing.
"I'm okay, Juggie. Just really tired but the epidural is helping with the pain, so I'm okay. Are Mom and FP still in the waiting room with everyone else?" I asked as I sucked a tiny cube into my mouth, savoring the coolness on my tongue. Jughead nodded as he wiped the sweat from my brow.
"Yeah, baby. They are all still out there waiting to meet him. You sure you don't want anyone else here when he is born?" Jughead asked me hesitantly. He treaded lightly with this topic, given how many hours I had spent arguing with my mother on this very subject.
"Yeah, Juggie, I'm sure. I just want it to be us when he comes. They can come in for the next one," I said while I breathed deeply, in and out, just like the midwife had shown me.
"Already planning for the next one, Princess?" Jughead chuckled and kissed my temple.
"You know it." I winked with a giggle, gasping right as a sharp contraction pierced through my abdomen and my face screwed up into a grimace.
"Mrs. Jones? It's time. The doctor is on his way in now." As soon as the nurse told me it was time, they got me into position and placed Jughead behind me to help keep me pushed forward to help get the baby out quicker. After three more intense contractions, the doctor finally arrived and urged me to use my abdominal muscles to push on each contraction. Finally, after 45 minutes of pushing, the most precious cry rang out through the room and my heart burst.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jones, you have a beautiful baby boy," Dr. Patel announced proudly, his smile reflected in his voice. The nurses wrapped his tiny body in a blanket and quickly laid him on my naked chest.
"Hello there, little nugget. Mommy and Daddy have been waiting for you for a long time. We love you so much," I smiled down at my baby boy, tears streaming down my cheeks. I glanced up to see Jughead staring at him in awe, tears staining his face as well. "Say hi to your son, Daddy."
"Hey there, little guy," Jughead managed to crack out before the dam broke and he was crying happy tears into my hair. "Thank you, Betts. Thank you for giving me a family, for loving me. I love you both so damn much."
"I know, baby. We love you too. You ready to name him?" I asked with a knowing smile on my face.
"Are you sure that you can't be persuaded to change your mind? My feelings won't be hurt in the slightest, promise." Jughead visibly cringed, knowing that I was not going to be swayed.
"Nope. It's a tradition at this point and who are we to break tradition? Welcome to the world Forsythe Pendleton Jones the Fourth. Mommy and Daddy are so happy to meet you, Sy."