It was Saturday and Logan didn't even want to think about the crazy meeting she had with her boss the previous day. He was still pushing this SAMCRO story and she was tired of it; she was running out of excuses. It was going to reach the point when she would either betray the father of her child and his club, or lose the job she moved all the way across the country for.
Oh fucking well.
Logan pushed it all out of her head and hurried getting ready. Jax was with the club, attending to business and planned to meet everyone at the club house.
Logan was putting on her make-up when her phone rang.
"Hello?" It was Gemma.
"Hey, baby. I just picked up the cake and food. I'm checking out now and then I'll be at the club house. You want me to pick you up on my way through?"
Logan put her phone on speaker, laying it down on the bathroom sink infront of her.
"That's fine, Gem. I'm just finishing getting ready. What color should I wear?"
Logan was still in a tank top anda pair of Jax's boxers.
"What about white? Wear that white dress! Ya know, the one with the gold belt?" Logan knew exactly which dress she was talking about.
"Ok, Gem. I'm gonna get off of here. See you in a bit."
"See you in a bit, Log. Love you."
"Love you too." and she pressed the red End button.
Logan hurried putting on the rest of her make-up. Digging through the closet she found her white dress, forcing it down over her belly. It was a little tight, but it still fit. As much as she wanted to to wear heals, it was not an option anymore; flats it was.
She sat at the kitchen table, puffing on a joint while she waited for Gemma. One of the things she loved most about still smoking is that when she did, the baby would move around like crazy. She placed her free hand on her stomach, rubbing it over where baby Teller was kicking. She got so lost in those moments; it was amazing, know she could grow another human.
Lost in her thoughts she hadn't noticed Gemma pulled up until she was pounding on the door. Logan sprang to her feet, grabbing her bag and running to the door.
"I've been out here for almost ten minutes!" Gemma told her, throwing her arms up.
Logan handed the still burning joint to her, and Gemma shrugged, hitting it and walking to the Excalade.
The two got in and drove to the clubhouse to finish setting everything up and waiting for the guys to show up.
"Do you guys have names picked out?" Gemma asked, making small talk as the two got all the food and decorations out.
Logan nodded, shoving a cheddar and sour cream potato chip in her mouth.
"You'll find out when we know what the baby is." she winked playfully at Gemma, who just rolled her eyes.
Logan kept staring at the beautiful cake that she was sure Jax would love; white with a big grim reaper in the middle, covered in pink and blue question marks all over.
She wanted to take that knife right then and there and cut the cake open that very minute. It had only been 3 days and she was already tired of waiting; she just wanted to know.
And like clock work, she heard the loud rumble of all the bikes pulling in. Gemma scattered to hang out the last decorations while Logan headed for the door, running outside.
Jax pushed his kick-stand out, standing up and taking his helmet and glasses off. He looked to the clubhouse door, seeing the face of an angel standing there. Logan rushed over to him, hugging him tight. Jax gave her a light kiss on the cheek, smiling big at her.
"Are you ready?" she asked him, smile plastered on her face.
"If you mean for food, fuck yes." Tig butted in, walking towards the door. Logan giggled, more then ready for food as well.
Once eveyone was in and had a drink, Gemma began the announcment.
"Hey!" she yelled. She sat on Clays lap sipping her drink. "Shut up!" she yelled again. Jax and Logan were standing by the cake whispering small talk to one another.
"I'm really nervous. I just wanna know." she told him. Jax smiled down at her, cupping her face with his hand.
"Well?" They were too focused on one another to even hear Gemmas loud mouth.
"You gonna cut that thing?" Clay asked, motioning his beer towards the cake.
Jax and Logan held the knife together, dragging it through the cake to cut the first piece.
"You do it." Jax told her, holding a plate.
"Wait!" Abel yelled, running over to his father and Logan, squeezing in between them. "Inita told me to wait with her, but I wanna see." Jax smiled, leaning down and picking his son up.
Logan swallowed the lump in her throat, pulling the cake out just enough for her and Jax to see. Logan couldn't help but let a few tears fall, her hand covering her shaking mouth. Jax held her close, smiling, wanting to cry just like she was.
"Well?!" Chibbs yelled. "Let us see the blue for our newest little lad!" The other MC members cheered, waiting for them to hold up the blue cake for a picture.
"Well," Logan, sniffling back her tears, slowly moved the cake to the plate, still to where they could only see. The family of three, soon to be four, all held onto the plate, ready to lif it. "I'm sorry to disappoint, but that's not the case." They lifted the cake up, showing the bright pink center. Everyone was speechless.
"A girl?!" Gemma yelled, hopping off Clay and running over to them, placing her hands on Logans stomach.
Bobby walked over to Jax, slapping his back. "Sorry brother, if she's as cute as her mom, you're gonna have some trouble."
"I'm glad you made it a girl. I wanted a sister." Abel told Logan. She laughed over her happy tears as everyone surrounded them.
"So what's the little Las's name?" Chibbs asked. Everyone fell silent for a moment. Logan looked to Jax who nodded, agreeing they picked the perfect name.
"Aubree Sage Teller."