Chapter 12
***Twenty Weeks Pregnant***
Sitting at the doctor's office, Koz by my side as always, my name gets called. Walking back, they do the normal weight check, vitals, etc before taking us back to an exam room. Sitting on the table, waiting for the doctor to come in and Koz moves to sit next to me. "You okay?" he asks. "Yeah. Just nervous to find out what we're having." I tell him. The doctor comes in and shakes both of our hands. "Good morning Grace. How have you been feeling?" she asks. "Good. Morning sickness is gone." I tell her. "Good. Let's check this little one out." she tells me as she pulls the ultrasound machine over. Putting the gel on my stomach, she moves the wand around and we hear the heartbeat and I see Koz smile. Moving the wand around a little more we see the baby and she takes the measurements. "Want to know the gender?" she asks and we nod our heads yes. She smiles at us and says "You're having a little boy." and we both smile.
We head to the clubhouse and as soon as we walk in, Gemma walks over. "So?" she asks. "It's a boy." I tell her. "Hell yeah." I hear Tig say as he walks up and hugs me close. Everyone congratulates us.
***Thirty-Nine Weeks***
"Shit. Fuck." I say as another contraction hits. "Do we need to go?" Koz asks. "Not yet. They need to be closer to five minutes apart or my water breaks." I tell him. About that time, my water breaks and Koz says "Like that?" I smack his chest lightly and smile. Heading to the car, we head to the hospital and I call Gemma. "Baby's coming. We're headed to St Thomas." I tell her. "We're on our way." she tells me.
Ten hours later we are sitting in my hospital room with the entire club sitting in there with us. "So what did you name him?" Gemma asks as she holds our son. "Evan Alexander Kozik." I tell her. They all look at me and smile. "Really Doll?" Tig asks. I smile and say "Evan is Koz's middle name and then you've always been like a dad to me so he got your name as his middle name." I tell him. He walks over and says "I love you kid." I smile and say "Love you too Pop."
Later that evening, Koz and I are sitting in my room alone, him holding our son. "Thank you baby." he tells me. "I should be thanking you." I tell him and he looks at me confused. "Koz, you stood by me and took care of me when I was literally at my lowest point. You loved me when I didn't think anyone else would." I tell him. "You loved me too." he says as he kisses me softly. Putting Evan in the bassinet before walking over and climbing on the bed next to me. Pulling me close he says "I love you and our son more than anything." he tells me. "I love you and our son too Koz." I snuggle closer to him and realized my life could not get better.