Bri POV

"Viktor Hohrykova, found dead in San Francisco, CA home. Police are saying it is a possible mafia hit." The reporter said. "Hohrykova leaves behind a long standing legacy in the community..."

"Turn that shit off please?" I whined as I covered my head with Happy's arm. "I don't want to hear it."

"It's off." He rasped as he pulled me into him. "You alright?"

"I killed him!" I shouted. "How do you think I feel?"

"Had to be done." He kissed the back of my neck and I melted into his embrace. "Proud of you babe."

"Thanks." I sighed. "We got an appointment today."

"Can we find out that you're having finally?" He rubbed a hand over my stomach.

"Yeah, hopefully." Smiled against his arm. "Gotta ask for the high tech ultrasound machine."

"What's the fuckin' difference between ultrasound and sonogram?" He asked.

"Idk. I'm not a doctor." I laughed. "I'm a surgeon."

"Google it or whatever." He nudged my shoulder with his chin.

"Can't." I shook my head. "I don't wanna look at my phone. I have too many texts, emails, and missed calls. All about have you seen the news."

"You'll have to talk eventually." He pulled me on top of him. "I'm surprised the police haven't knocked down our goddamn door yet."

"They arrested his wife." I blinked at him.

"I liked her." He shrugged as I smacked him. "I'm just good with moms."

"I know babe." I put his arm back over my face. "I'm torn between crying or binge eating."

"Cry." He rubbed my nose. "Cry and eat. Tears will be extra salt for your fries." He laughed.

I smiled. "You're dumb."

"You smiled though." He squeezed my face. "Let's go find out what color we need to paint the nursery."

"I invited the psychic nanny over for dinner for tomorrow." I laughed. "You'll love her."

"Nope." He shook his head. "She's a fuckin' fraud."

"I know but still." I smiled. "I want her to read me."

"I can read you." He wrapped the sheet around his waist as someone knocked on our bedroom door.

"I'll get it." I pulled on his shirt from the night before and pulled open the door. "Yeah?"

"Brianna Banana." Kozik said. "I just saw the news, I'm sorry about your dad."

"Thanks." I gave him a smile. "I need to dress then I'll be out. Ok?"

"Yeah." He smiled. "I'll see you in a bit."

I closed the door. "Oh my fucking God."

I clamped a hand over my mouth as the tears started to flow. "I killed him, people are going to be asking me if I'm ok and telling me they're sorry for my loss."

"Breathe." Happy said as he wrapped his arms around me. "You handled what you needed to. You're halfway there, I plan to take your mom out."

"I know." I nodded. "I know."

"Then let's get to the appointment and get back." He kissed my forehead. "You can hole up in here. I'll build you a pillow fort "

I chuckled through the tears. "I fucking love you."

"I fucking love you too." He kissed me. "We're in this together."

#

"So you're a little further along than we initially stated." Dr. Grove spoke. "Closer to 4 months than you are to 3. This is always touch and go." She smiled.

"Really?" I asked as I looked at the screen. "Can we find out the gender?"

"Yeah we can try." She nodded. "You my dear, are giving us all issues, you didn't have a normal cycle and that's why we're guessing with your weeks."

"Ehh." I shrugged. "It is what it is."

"What's she having doc?" Happy rasped from his seat next to me. His thumb lazily rubbing circles over my knuckles.

"It looks like you guys are going to have to paint the nursery blue." She said. "It's a boy!"

"Yes!" Happy nodded. "Lil Happy."

"Omg." I smiled. "It's a him! I'm having a him."

"Yes!" She nodded. "I'll print pictures."

#

"I told Ma." Happy smiled as he wrapped his arms around my neck. "She's excited for Hector."

"Who's telling her that's not his name?" I laughed. "I spoke to the family lawyer."

"And?" He asked as we walked into the store.

"We have a will reading next week." I gulped. "They're trying to find out what step mom knows."

"Alright." He said.

"Yeah." I said. "Let's focus on being happy for the moment. I'm thinking greys and blacks. Not so much blues and whites."

"Grey and black sound ok." He said as he stared at paint cards. "You going to answer that call? Fifth time she's called you."

"I'll talk to her when I'm ready." I ran a finger over the color sample in my hand. "I promise."

SOASOASOA

Nik POV

Man of the Year by Schoolboy Q played in the background as I watched my older sister crumble in my arms. She was a blubbering mess and all I could do was console her to the best of my ability. I hadn't seen her like this in years, she was always the strong, stoic one, so seeing her so broken now was am experience all in it's own. I could only imagine how she played into the situation.

"You going to tell me what's up?" I looked down at her. "I'm not stupid Katarzyna."

She sat up and stared at me. "Never said you were Nikola."

There is was, her accent. That god awful accent that she never seemed to lose, regardless of being here more than half her life. "So it was you?"

She slowly nodded. "Yeah." She wiped her eyes and braided her hair to the side making her shorter layers cover her face.

"Why?" I crossed my arms.

"Because he tried having me killed." She blinked at me. Her eyes flickering from light to dark. "He was the one that had me kidnapped Nik. Said it was to scare me into retreat."

"What else?" I pressed her for more. "Is he the reason the witch is in the west?" I frowned and ran my lip balm across her lips.

"He caused all of this weird tension." She sighed. "Did you know they had someone break into my house? Happy shot him."

"Heavy shit." I pulled her into for a hug. "You did what you had to do."

"You sound like Happy." She wiped away more tears.

"You know I love violence and drama. I wish I could have helped you. Dad, he, deserved it. He put you through so much shit. It was only right he died at the hand of his victim." I kissed her forehead softly. "What do we do about mom?"

"Well, we still go along with the set up." She fiddled with the zipper of her jacket. "If you want to."

"I do." I smiled. "I dyed my hair for this shit to work. Not letting this go to waste sis. Us and Juice against the world."

"Juice, who would have fucking thought I'd be working with him after all that past shit?" She smiled. "We'll link up with him later."

"What's up with him and Lo?" I laid back on the bed.

"I have no real idea." She yawned. "I put her there to take care of him, not to fuck him and get him arrested. Her stupidity cancels out her talent as a nurse."

"Bitch is a man eater." I frowned. "I have a question. Did he die by bullet or by knife?"

"Knife." She stated matter of factly. "He asked for bullet, then actually said Hallelujah."

"Pussy." I spat. "At least die like a man in your last fucking moments."

"Right." She sighed. "Happy was with me when it went down."

"That was expected. I always pictured you two psychos going on killing sprees together." I laughed. "He's just forward with his homicidal tendencies while you closet yours. So you're more deadly than he is. He let's of steam, while you build it up until you explode."

"True." She laughed. "I'm having a boy."

I sat up and looked at her. "Seriously?"

"Yeah!" She handed me a paper. "Found out earlier."

I looked at the printout. "Oh my fuck, I cannot wait to see what color eyes he gets."

"I want him to have light eyes, dark hair. Maybe dark eyes but light hair." She shook her head. "Above all I want him to be healthy."

"Chubby!" I screamed and bounced on the bed. "Feed him all the food!"

"I cannot Happy told me to eat healthy. Says I have a jello jiggle." She frowned before smiling.

"Smack that leg and ride that wave." I said with a tight smile. "He knows he loves that ass."

"He really does." She laughed. "Wanna go on an errand with me?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Let's do it."

#

"Hella eggs." The cashier said as he eyed me and Bri.

"Baking a wedding cake." I said with a wink.

"Sure." He shook his head as he bagged them. "Don't get caught."

"We won't." I smiled. "Thanks." Loaded the bags in the cart as Bri paid for them.

"Let's go egg a house!" Bri wooped as she got into the car. "I think it'll feel good."

"It'll let Tara know we're the young ones and she needs to act her age." I nodded. "I'd like to peg her between the eyes with an egg."

"I'd like to put her in the ground, if we're being completely honest. I never got how girls could turn on each other for no good reason. Like Natalie and Tarah just decided to hate me." She shook her head. "Bitches."

"You're not carrying are you?" I looked at her before I turned back to the road. "Your hormones have you going haywire."

"No." She sighed. "Happy took my guns. So mean."

"That's for the best." I laughed. "Eggs now, if she ever hits you then you can put her the ground. For now we are going to channel our highschool selves and egg her house and car."

"Sounds good." She smiled. "She has a house, but I'm sure she's at Jax's."

"What kind of car does she drive?" I asked.

"A god awful mom mini SUV." She wrinkled her nose up. "Shoot me if I ever get a Volvo."

"You're such a snob." I pushed her shoulder. "That it?"

"Yup." She nodded. "Jax is here though, damn."

"Who cares." I parked out of sight. "Egging him too."

"Down." Shrugged and got out. "Oh lemme show you something." She lifted up her shirt. "I'm getting the bump!"

"Omg! It looks like you swallowed a bowl." I laughed. "A small bowl." I got out the car. "Let's get this shit done."

She nodded as we grabbed the bags and hid in the bushes. She lifted her hand and counted up to three and we started tossing eggs.

"Bam." I whispered as they landed on the side of the silver Volvo. Bri's eggs pelted the front of the house without missing.

"Who's out there?" We looked as we heard Jax.

"Run." Bri whispered as she tossed a few more eggs before retreating back to the car.

"I can't believe we did that." I laughed as we sped off. "We're fuckin' immature as hell."

"Ain't that the truth." She kissed my cheek. "We needed that, we're about to go through hell in the next days and weeks. I'm surprised the police haven't picked us up yet."

"Me too." I sighed. "Just a matter of time."

SOASOASOA

Happy POV

"What the fuck happened?" I asked Jax as I helped him back his bike in.

"We got egged." He shook his head. "We got egged." He nodded towards Tara who pulled in her egg covered SUV.

"Damn." I laughed. "Get prospect on detail duty."

"Plan to." He nodded. "I'm sorry about Bri's dad."

"I'll send her your condolences." I patted her arm.

"I want to extend an olive branch." He said. "Let her no despite the shit, she has friends here."

"Does she really?" I looked at him.

"Yeah." He shook his head. "She does."

"I got some shit to tell you pres." I shoved my hands into my pockets. "It's huge."

"Jesus." He looked at me. "Lay it on me here or do we need the chapel?"

"Marks isn't going to attack us." I said. "Some shit went down with Bri's parents and Marks has nothing to do with it."

"How'd you find out?" He looked at me.

"Bri, she was tipped off about her dad, she started digging and shit. He told her everything." I sighed. "Now he's dead."

"She do that?" He lit a cigarette.

"Nah." I shook my head. "I think her mom did that shit."

"Thanks for telling me brother." He shook my hand. "We attack her mom not Marks."

I cringed. Bri was right. "Alright. I got your back."

"Thanks." He smiled. "I'm serious, let Bri know she still has friends around here."

#

I kicked off my boots and dropped my wallet in on the table next to Bri's keys, like I've done so many times before. This time though, I held the print out the doctor gave me. I was having a son. A Lil me. I smiled as I heard laughter coming from the kitchen.

"Hey." I nodded at Bri who was sitting on the counter eating grapes. Her tank top fit snug, revealing a small bump. I smiled.

"Hi babe." She smiled at me. "How was the club?"

"Fine." I nodded. "Told Jax."

She frowned. "Did he flip?"

"No." I hugged her around her waist and rested my head on her chest. "You were right he still wants to attack your mom."

"Yeah." She ran a hand over my head. "You need to shave your head, unless you're planning on growing your hair out."

"You're supposed to do that for me." I chuckled. "What'd you two do today?"

"Cried, ate, laughed, cried, ate, ate and cried, cried and laughed. Then we acted like seventh graders and egged Tara and Jax's house and ride." Nik smiled at me and Bri snorted.

"That was you two?" I scowled. "Thanks for the invite."

"Next time!" Bri kissed me. "Let's go get your head all smooth. Nik was just heading out to go see Juice about some tech shit."

"Yeah." She looked at us. "Don't go too hard, you have a baby on deck now."

"Bye." Bri hugged her. "I'll call you."

"Lates." Nik waved. "Don't hurt my nephew."

"You told her?" I kissed her neck.

"Yeah, I told her we're having a boy." She tilted her head back giving me easier access to her neck. "Told her about the dad thing too."

I sucked hard on her neck, making sure to leave an angry red mark. "I need you right now." I wrapped my hands around her neck and squeezed.

"Mmm." She moaned. "Take me Lowman."

#

"I love you." She panted against my chest. "So much."

"I love you too." I drew in a big breath. "My back is stinging."

"Sorry." She kissed my chest. "I forgot to taper my nails." She dragged a nail over my collarbones.

"It's fine." I sighed. "I can live with a few scratches."

"Babe." She looked at me. "Can we actually get married one day?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "One day. I promise."

"Good. I'm so ready to get rid of the Russian name and shit." She yawned. "I'm ready to be a Lowman for real."

"I'll make you one." I kissed her head.

"You're my day one nigga." She laughed.

"Thought it was ride or die?" I laughed.

"That too." She nodded. "Ride or die."

SOASOASOA

Juice POV

My doorbell shook me out of my thoughts. I pulled my shorts on and walked to open the door. I expected to find Lo on the other side but instead I found a bright eyed Nik, holding a bag.

"Edibles." She said as she side stepped around me and kicked the door shut. "From Oakland."

"Thanks." I looked at her. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here for company. Bri and Hap gave me the boot so he could pound cake." She laughed. "Pound cake."

"So you drove here?" I smirked.

"Yeah, I wanna talk about the plan." She said as she opened the box. "I didn't know what you'd like so I got one of each we sell."

"Sell?" I asked as I bit into a rice crispy treat.

"I work part time in a dispensary." She smiled. "Had to get a day job."

"Quit stripping?" I asked her.

"I cut back." She laughed. "Mayans own half, boyfriend prefers me not to strip in front of his brothers."

"Makes sense. I own a shop. All healing. Colonics and stuff." I smiled.

"Tried colonics once." She winced. "It was an interesting sensation."

"Yup." I nodded. "So let's iron out the plan."

"You think they'll actually buy it?" She frowned.

"They will if you can act." I started in on a brownie.

"My problem, is her accent." She tapped her fingers on the counter. "It's inconsistent when she talks."

"Muddled." I nodded. "You pick up on hints of it only when she's mad or excited, sometimes it's not there."

"Exactly." She said.

"Why don't you have an accent?" I looked at her.

"I lost it, I don't speak Russian well either, but I can get by." She lifted and dropped her shoulders. "You ever try losing your accent?"

"I don't have an accent." I shook my head.

"Ok." She scoffed. "You ready for this shit to go down?"

"Yeah." I smiled. "You think Bri can fix things when it's all said and done?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "I think she can. I still think she needs to fill in Happy, he may just go Rambo and kill everyone, enemy or friend."

"I kind of want to tell him." I rubbed my eyes. "It's only fair."

"Life's not fair though." She pouted. "My dad is dead. My mom is trying to hurt my sister. Life is fucked up. Do you know how twisted up Bri is going to be when all of this blows over. She's going to have to live with it, raise a son, be a mom, sister, friend, wife, doctor. She's going to need our support through the aftermath. I like drama but I'm prepared for this shit."

"A boy?" I asked. "She's having a boy. Luna and her son can get married."

"You're just going to ignore my panic. Alright cool." She laughed. "No, Luna isn't good enough for my nephew."

"I think I fucked up." I blinked at her. "I gotta fix shit."

"I'm lost." She stared at me. "Just keep talking though. I'm sure I'll work out what you're saying."

I sat with her, and spilled my guts and she took every last word in bwfoew offering up her advice, I just hoped she was right when she said it wasn't too late to fix shit.

A/N: I may take a break from this for a little bit. I'm feeling uninspired and I really don't want to turn out the next few chapters of I don't completely love them. So just bear with me and I appreciate the support and such. (: