The atmosphere was awkward at first, when Johnny walked in and sat down on the sofa with Aisha. He wasn't sure how to start off this certain conversation. For once in his life, he finally had a lack of words to say, and this fact itself baffled him. This being nervous shit had to go away somewhere, he hated feeling this way, and he wasn't going to welcome it anymore. He knew he had to man up, or whatever, and tell Aisha what was on his mind, whether she liked it or not. Of course, he loved her, but he was still slightly upset because she hadn't told him the truth right away when he had arrived home a few hours ago. "So, where's the kid?" Johnny asked first, noticing that the baby, or kid, wasn't around at the moment.

Aisha sighed, "She's upstairs asleep." The woman replied, her eyes heavy from all that crying she did a while ago. She was glad that Johnny was home now, and they'd be able to talk and sort all this nonsense out. It was what was best for them. She knew she fucked up, and hopefully Johnny would understand that. After all, she knew he was the one for her, and she didn't want to start over with anyone else, especially not since she and Johnny had started a family together. She wanted to this to be good, she knew it would be good, all she had to do was win over Johnny's understanding.

"She?" Johnny asked, eyes widening. "It's a girl?"

Aisha nodded, "Yeah, it's a girl." She confirmed.

"I have a daughter...?" He asked once more, "Holy shit..." He muttered under his breath.

Aisha smiled, "Yes, you have daughter."

"Well, what's her name?" Johnny asked, suddenly becoming more intrigued because he knew that the baby was his daughter, and he was a dad now; a dad to a little girl. He knew he didn't come off as a family man, but he could just see a future with Aisha and his daughter all mapped out in his head already. And the future looked good if he wanted to be specific about things. God, he could feel himself turning into a big softie already. Johnny Gat, was now a fucking father.

"Her name is Aaliyah," Aisha answered. "Aaliyah Nicole Gat."

"You gave her my last name." Johnny stated, and it was in fact a statement, not a question. He was still trying to wrap his head around the simple fact that he was going to be somebody's father. He had a little girl, a little girl who belonged to him and he just couldn't believe it. Gat would probably believe it better when he saw her with his own eyes. But for now, he couldn't do that, he had to work things out with Aisha first, that way he could make sure everything was okay with them. He didn't want them to have a damaged relationship.

"She is yours, Johnny." Aisha replied, "I would never hurt you like that... Not after everything you've done for me."

"I know that." Johnny said, "It's just... When I heard her crying, I freaked the fuck out, okay Aish?" He explained to her.

"Why?" She asked, grabbing his hand.

He chuckled, "Look at me Aish. I'm a fucking gang member, I can't be anybody's dad." He felt too vulnerable right now, and he didn't like it one bit. He had never really opened up to Aisha like this before, and albeit, it was a relationship milestone, Johnny didn't like being to exposed. That was one of his weaknesses, the fact that he had his guard up all the damn time.

"Well you are." She replied, "And I think you are going to be great at it."

"You really think so?"

She nodded, "I know so."

"Anyway, hold the fuck up, why didn't you tell me in prison?" He asked, because this was the part that he was most curious about anyway. He wanted to know why Aisha hadn't told him, and why she hid it from him, the fact that she was pregnant. He was also a little mad that he hadn't got to see her while she was carrying his child, because that was a sight he would have loved to see. But he hated himself too, because he wouldn't have been there to take care of her because he was in jail.

"A couple weeks after you got sent to prison is when I found out..." She admitted, "And I just didn't tell you because I thought you would have left me when you got out. I didn't want to be a single mom, especially after faking my own death, that shit would have been hard." Aisha explained.

"And how did you hide it?" He added as he looked on at her.

"I wore baggy clothes to the visits so you wouldn't get suspicious, but I thought when I had her, you would have found out because that's when I didn't come visit you for like a month or so." She finally finished.

Johnny looked at her incredulously, "That's why you didn't come to see me?" He asked, "I thought you left me, Aisha."

"I could never leave you Johnny."

"That's good to know." He replied.

Aisha then stood up, "Are you ready to meet her now?" She asked, and Johnny could feel himself growing nervous again. There was that stupid fucking feeling in his stomach, and he felt like he was going to puke at any given moment. But this was the moment of truth, he was about to meet Aaliyah; he was about to meet his daughter, something he created. A part of him was excited, but another part of him was scared.

"Sure." It was all he managed to get out, and he watched as Aisha disappeared upstairs.