Epilogue: Juice

I walked out into the back yard where the voices and laughter of friends and children intermingled. Kylee had been a mess trying to plan McKenna's 5th birthday party for weeks, if not months. She even had to enlist help from Tara and Gemma, who were of course more than happy to help with any plans. This was Kenna's golden birthday and she had special guess flying in from Northern Ireland to partake in the festivities. I walked up from behind Kylee, who was watching Kenna play with Thomas Teller. I ran my hand across her swollen belly, who would have thought we would be expecting baby number two in a matter of a month. It felt like it was just yesterday and not five years since we welcomed McKenna Donna into this world…

I watched my beautiful wife walk through the door of the club house, she was absolutely radiant and glowing. But I had heard that is what pregnancy did to a woman. Kylee walked up next to me and gave me a kiss. "You look so beautiful." I said to her, she had on a dress which was a surprise to me, she had taken to wearing leggings and maternity tops so a dress was a nice change. I had enjoyed watching her body change as our child grew inside of her. I had found myself wondered if she ever missed the child she had lost years before, the child that she had stolen from her so tragically. Kylee was certainly protective enough over the one she carried; she would be a fierce mother.

"I am a bloody cow!" Kylee rolled her eyes at me, as I gave her a stern look, she had been down on herself for days about how massive she had gotten. I kept trying to tell her that I thought she was perfect and she had to remember she was carrying our child. "What? I am! But I appreciate your compliment." She conceded with a frown.

Ky suddenly squeezed her eyes tight, she held her belly with both hands and took slow deliberate breaths. I was sure she was trying to remember what they had taught us at the birthing classes she made me go to with her. I took shit from the guys for weeks, they would make puffed breathing noises when I was around and ask me if they were doing it right; assholes. I would have done it all over again if Kylee asked because it made her happy.

"Are you okay?" I asked with concern. Our baby wasn't due for another week and a half but had already been showing signs of an early arrival. She had had her own plans for this birth.

Tears slid down Ky's face that were not there moments before, "Either I just peed myself or my water just broke." She glanced down towards the floor were there were several small drops of a clear fluid. "Oh my god we are going to have a baby." She smiled through her tears.

Fourteen long hours later we held our beautiful baby girl in our arms.

That happened five years ago and it had been almost six years since Kylee came back to Charming. Building our marriage back up was an uphill battle but we made it and we were stronger for it.

"Happy Lowman, don't you dare let her touch that cake!" Kylee scolded Happy who was holding McKenna over her birthday cake her little finger just hovering above pristine looking frosting. He had always indulged Kenna from the day she was born. "If I see one little finger print in it I will have your balls." Ky threatened idly to Happy as she walked over and poked our daughter in her sides and tickled her. She was just like her mother, strong willed and beautiful, she had Kylee's large eyes but they were as brown as mine. She also had my dark, thick hair which Ky cursed daily as she had to brush out the tangles that collected in it. She threatened to cut it every single day but I knew she would never do it unless Kenna really wanted to; we spoiled her rotten, she was not left wanting.

Kylee and McKenna's laughter filled the air; that was by far my favorite sound in all of this world. It warmed my soul and made me feel like such a blessed man. I couldn't have asked for anything more in life; we were surrounded by our family. I had the most beautiful wife and daughter and another child on the way. How did I become so lucky? I often thought back to the day my wife walked out of my life because of my stupidity and I never took Kylee for granted.

"Juice? Juice…" Kylee smiled at me, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Come on Daddy…Grampy Chibs says I can open my presents because it's my day and I can do whatever I want." McKenna placed her tiny hand into mine and pulled me towards the table that held piles of gifts for her. She was certainly spoiled.

"Whatever you want huh?" I laughed, I would have like to see how that went over with Kylee. "You better not tell Mommy that is what Grampy Chibs said or she will have his balls with Uncle Happy's."

Kenna laughed and shook her head. "Daddy, you're so silly. Let's open presents!"

Three weeks has passed since McKenna's birthday party and things had went back to normal in the Ortiz household. I brought Kenna to her preschool, before I went to the clubhouse, Ky hadn't been feeling well that morning and stayed in bed.

"Where's Ky?" Happy asked as I walked into the clubhouse. "Wasn't she supposed to help Gemma?"

I shook my head, "She wasn't feeling well this morning. I took Kenna to school and if Ky finds out I let her ride on my bike she is going to put my balls on our mantle with everyone else's." I smirked.

"Your secret is safe with me. Ky has been hell on wheels this pregnancy. I don't envy you, brother." Happy laughed. He knew just which buttons to push when it came to Kylee and he did whenever he got a chance. She gave it back just as much as he put out; their relationship was something special and I would have been lying to say I didn't have moments of jealously when we got back together. Things between them were smooth and effortless, while things between Kylee and I had been a struggle. It took her ages before she trusted me again and still to this day I catch her glaring at the Croweaters. She certainly never trusted them again and they knew better than to cross her.

Several hours later I was out with Tig taking care of some club business and my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. At first I ignored it, but when it started up again I excused myself and answered it.

"Juice?" Ky's voice was panicked and I could tell she was crying.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I need you to get me to the hospital. I…." I could hear her sob quietly as she endured a contraction. "Baby..is coming." Was all she managed to get out before she hung up the phone.

"Fuck, Tig I have to go." I turned quickly to my bike. "Kylee is in labor." I smiled broadly.

Tig smiled back at me, "Yeah brother go ahead. I can finish up with the Mayans."

The ride home felt like it took forever, I couldn't get there fast enough. When I walked through the door I found Ky on the couch with her eyes closed. "I called Happy, he is going to pick Kenna up from school and bring her to Tara and Jax's house." She said quietly as she rubbed the side of her belly as if to sooth the baby. "My bag is in the bedroom next to my dresser and the baby's is in its room on the changing table." I started towards the rooms, we had decided to not find out the sex of this baby; we wanted to be surprised. We just wanted a healthy child and we would love it regardless of the sex. Kylee thought it was a boy, I would catch her referring to it as him or he...if she was convinced then maybe it was.

We arrived at the hospital and were transferred to the maternity ward immediately because Ky's contractions were coming hard and strong. Here was to hoping she wouldn't have to suffer through another 14 hour labor like she did with Kenna. A nurse checked Kylee, who silently endured another contraction. "Kylee, hold my hand and squeeze when you need to."

She glanced up at me with tears oozing down her face. I felt so helpless. "We are never having sex again!" She growled through gritted teeth. I repressed a laugh, Ky had said the same thing to me when she gave birth the first time. "I saw that Juan Carlos," she remarked.

"Well Mrs. Ortiz, it looks like you're going to be ready to push here in a matter of minutes. I am going to get the doctor and we'll deliver this baby for you." The nurse said, enthusiastically.

Minutes was right the doctor had barely made it into the room before Kylee felt the need to push. Ten minutes later she gave birth to a baby boy with a full head of dark hair. Declan Carlos Ortiz, he was the most beautiful, I had seen since his sister.

We sat there later that evening after our guest had all left with Declan to ourselves. I sat next to Kylee in her bed and held her in my arms as she held Declan in hers. She smiled up at me, "I feel so complete right now." She said quietly as looked back down at our son who was fast asleep. "I love you so much, Juice."

Our life was complete. I felt so content with our life together, we would never be the perfect couple but we would always work through our troubles and it made us stronger. The day that Kylee walked into her brother's funeral was the best day of my life…I would never regret taking a leap in love with her. She completed me, she truly was my better half.

The End.

A/N: Thank you for going through this journey with Kylee and Juice. Also thank you for being so patient with me and getting this final chapter out. It hard because I had to say goodbye to a character who had been a part of my life for a long time. If it wasn't for all you guys who read my story and left comments, I probably wouldn't have continued writing this story or started my new one. You are all fabulous and I hope you have enjoyed Juice and Kylee's story as much as I did.
Cheers and keep on reading…ps please feel free to check out my other SOA story if you haven't.

***I do not own any of the rights to any of the Sons of Anarchy characters or places in this story…I only own the rights to my OCs.