#Judy’s Turn to Cry

[thefrankshow]

Judy’s Turn To Cry

[uncleasad]

The past week or so, I’ve had this idea noodling around in my head for a Hosie fic based on Lesley Gore’s pair of 1960s teen heartbreak/triumph hits, “It’s My Party” and “Judy’s Turn to Cry.”

[Song.link for other platforms: It’s My Party, Judy’s Turn to Cry]

Hope’s the speaker, Josie is Johnny, Penelope (I think) is Judy, and I dunno who the “some other guy” is…maybe Maya? (As always, I’m not eager to have you-know-who-bird in a fic unless he has a solid purpose. Hosie Bechdel test and all.)

I’m so swamped right now I’m not even coming up with ideas regularly, let alone finding any time to write, but I am still here…

[nezumithewriter]

POV: you're jeremy and you're about to rapbattle your brainwashed boyfriend michael after he inhaled a bunch of nanobots

back at it again with the yearly redraw of a piece i did in 2022! This is based off the fic The Nerd Who Didn't Like Musicals by TheWritingDork and what_in_the and despite all its flaws i still adore it

See below the cut for previous redraws and a transparent/no effects ver.

2023

2022 (the original)

Transparent of 2024

[constantvariations]

Yknow, instead of basing a lackluster at best character off a nazi, Coco could have been Chajka, based off the heroic Chajka Klinger, a jewish woman who was essentially a scribe of history

You can even keep the minibag machine gun considering the history of jewish women hiding guns in their purses

[joslincox]

Debbie's Turn to Cry

Cause now it's Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

'Cause Virgil's come back

To me

Aww, when Debbie left with Virgil at my party (my party)

And came back wearing his ring

I sat down and cried my eyes out

Now that was a foolish thing

'Cause now it's Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

'Cause Virgil's come back

To me

Well it hurt me so to see them dance together

I felt like making a scene

Then my tears just felt like rain drops

'Cause Debbie's smile was so mean

But now it's Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

'Cause Virgil's come back

To me

Oh one night I saw them kissing at a party

So I kissed some other guy

Virgil jumped up, and he hit him

'Cause he still loved me that's why

So now it's Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

'Cause Virgil's come back

To me

So now it's Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

Debbie's turn to cry

'Cause Virgil's come back

To me!

[stclaretarot]

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GROUP ONE

cards pulled · knight of cups, five of pentacles, the lovers, ten of pentacles, king of cups. 

channelled songs · blue by beyoncé & blue ivy. like it like that by pip millett. bigger by beyoncé. between the bars by eliott smith.

my dear group one  ♡ brace yourself, dear, because love is closer to you than you think! it is closer to you than you could ever imagine! 

not only is it closer to you in the span of time, but physically closer to you, as your next love may be someone who is around you. this is someone who you may not necessarily be friends with or even talk to, but who you share a schedule with. for example, someone you commute with or see at the coffee shop or see at the gym. 

whatever the specifics, this seems to be someone who you have not really paid much attention to or thought of as a romantic prospect. 

however, very soon, things are going to change. and they are going to change for the better!

GROUP TWO

cards pulled · eight of swords, page of pentacles, the hierophant, the emperor, seven of pentacles.

channelled songs · filter theory by coa white. alive by shinee. get back by pop smoke. walk by nct 127. 

my dear group two  ♡ what you must know, my dear, is that your anxiety is stopping you from seeing your way out of your current situation. you are a bird in a cage, the cagedoor is wide open, and you want to be free but you are afraid of what freedom would be like. 

you are stuck. you are stagnant. you are afraid to take a step forward and unwilling to accept your life for what it is. 

it’s kind of weird becauseyou want things to happen in your life, to change,  but… at the same time… you have no idea what you want out of life. you have no idea what exactly in your life you want to change. 

it’s time to sit down and do some introspection.

GROUP THREE

cards pulled · page of cups, the lovers, four of swords, page of swords, king of pentacles.

channelled songs · wait for it from hamilton. blue by taemin. honey - remix by mariah carey & mase. youngblood by 5 seconds of summer.

my dear group three ♡ what you must know is that soon you will find out why things have turned out the way that they have. why things have fallen apart. why things have not worked out before, or worked out in the way you had hoped. especially where love and work is concerned. 

a better lover or business partner is coming towards you. this is a lover who can actually meet your needs in all the ways you have desired. or this is a business partner/job opportunity who will actually be paying you what you deserve.

for some, it is a combination of both, as these areas of your life will be blooming. wait for it! just a little longer!

GROUP FOUR

cards pulled · ten of cups, king of pentacles, knight of pentacles, ace of pentacles, four of wands.

channelled songs · desperado by rihanna. cry baby by megan thee stallion. punch and judy by elliott smith. good luck, babe! by chappell roan.

my dear group four  ♡ what you must know right now is that all that glitters is not gold. things are not as good as they seem, and people you are exhausting yourself for would never in their life do the same for you. 

you have idealised or romanticised a certain relationship, especially a familial relationship, and just accepted that it is normal for you to put everything you have into it. 

but what about yourself? you can only give so much to othes, before it becomes detrimental to yourself and your health. it is time to start doing more for yourself. to take care of yourself. to celebrate yourself. and, more than that, to spoil yourself. 

[forthegothicheroine]

I hate that I know this, but: we can assume that the narrator of It's My Party was in fact dating Johnny and not just pining because of the sequel song, Judy's Turn to Cry, where Johnny "still" loves her because he physically attacks her rebound guy. On a related note, Johnny does not sound like much of a prize.

[myfriendofmiseryyy]

Random 90s Jason newsted HCS!!!

He’s not exactly opposed to settling down,he divorced Judy not to long before you met,but when you do meet OH HE IS DOWN BADDD! He constantly flirts with you and always wants to be around you,if you are a roadie he will always “accidentally do something to his bass” so he can spend time with you,you guys end up talking for hours on end about your music influences and how the other guys kinda get on your nerves.

He won’t ask you out straight away,he will probably wait a few months to figure out the feelings he is feeling for you,weither its lust or he actually likes you,once he does figure it out though…he’s a gentleman,he will take you out to your favourite restaurant and you guys will go on a typical first date followed by either walking around the city for a bit or him taking you up to the edge of the city so you can see the sunset on the skyline,he would actually be so nervous,he’s constantly stuttering over his words and doing that shy smile which you think is adorable! By the end of the night you end up in his arms,he really wants to kiss you there and then but he waits until at least the second date,he manages to sneak in a peak on the lips when saying good night though.

He’s not to much of a big spender,more of a small thoughtful gift kinda guy,he will take mental notes of your favourite food orders and drinks even before you were together,and always brung them to you on a hard day,he also almost every week buys you flowers “because you deserve it” he will make mixtapes of the songs you listened to together,he has about 50 of them in total,all kept safe in a box.

When the time comes where you two get intimate,he can be either quite rough or very very loving and soft…it honestly depends on the situation you guys are in,if he has just come home from a long tour,with the guys constantly bullying and being mean to him,he can sometimes be a bit rough,saying stuff like “your mine,you belong to me and only me” as he sets a rough pace,or he can be the opposite and just want validation of how much you love him,and you spend the whole day under the sheets making sure he knows how much he means to you and how much you love him. On special occasions,he always pulls out the big guns,roses on the bed,candles,bubble baths,you name it he’s probably done it for you at some point.

He always will let you borrow his hoodies (even if they are too small for you) if you are insecure about the fact you are bigger than him he will always find a way to make you not feel insecure about yourself,he loves you and he will constantly tell and show you that.

He will always let you run your fingers through his hair when he had the long hair,he knows how much it grounds and calms you down after a long day

He’s always so goofy,you guys could be having a serious conversation and he will turn it into something funny,and you love that about him,he’s never failed to make you laugh after a hard day,or make you laugh until you are crying over something stupid you both somehow found funny. There has even been times where you had to stop mid sex because he was making it so hard not to laugh…

That’s all I can think of right now 😭 I love him sm

[samcarpentersgirlfriend]

Wes getting attacked (but living) and being comforted by gn reader

found this in the drafts, sorry it took so long </3

summary: above

includes: gn!reader, swearing, maybe some light angst?? (no mention of judy or her death idk pretend it doesn’t happen here if you want to)

word count: 1k

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

“Wes! Wes! I came as soon as I- Oh my God,”

It’s like seeing your boyfriend laying here all bandaged and bruise makes the situation sickeningly real instead of just some twisted nightmare. “Wes,” is all you can bring yourself to breathe out.

You think you’re going to be sick.

“Hey,” Wes croaks out, and God, he sounds so much worse than he looks - if that’s even possible. His skin is an eeriely translucent, and white and tubes jut out from his body from all sorts of unnatural angles. You can practically feel your heart sink to the floor.

“Oh my God,” you repeat once more, stumbling over to his side. You know you should do more - offer your boyfriend some stupid semblance of comfort and security, but you need a minute to pull yourself together - for both of your sakes. Wes wasn’t exactly frail, and the idea that one day you might see him this vulnerable, this bare, hadn’t ever crossed your mind.

You reach out to cup his face, running a finger over his cheek tentatively. It’s one of the only places you can touch, one of the only that isn’t dressed or stitched up somehow. Wes leans into the touch as his eyes flicker closed, letting out a pained sigh.

“What happened?” You urge, voice barely above a whisper. It can’t be any worst than the nightmarish images you’ve conjured up in your mind - visions of your boyfriend screaming for help, a knife tearing through his beautiful skin like paper as he bleeds out all alone.

“Fucking Ghostface,” he breathes out, attempting a hollow laugh but wincing when the effort is evidently too painful for him. “He got in the house, took me by surprise. I tried to fight him off but he was stronger than me. I coul- I couldn’t-“

Telltale tears well in his eyes, and you notice the way he attempts to rapidly blink them away.

“Hey, it’s okay. I got you.” You clasp his fingers in yours as you press a soft kiss to his temple, and that’s all it takes for Wes to burst into tears. You don’t push him to speak or even stop crying; you simply sit besides him, grasping onto his hand as if it’s a lifeline. God, you feel so damn useless, but what is there for you to do? What do you say to your boyfriend who almost got stabbed to death? How do you even start to fix this?

The two of you sit like that for a while - Wes shaking from the effort of his tears, your hands still interlocked. You can’t help but think just how close you were to loosing him- loosing all of this. How you’d never see that stupid grin and bleach blonde hair ever again. How you’d be forced to live, expected to go on in darkness after the blinding light that was Wes had flickered out. It’s enough to make you want to scream.

But you can’t. Not now. And not in front of Wes.

“I’m sorry,” he says, low and strained. His red eyes meet yours, and all of a sudden, you’re angry. Angrier than you think you’ve ever felt before. Not at Wes - never at Wes - but just at how damn unfair this all is. Why was Wes - your Wes- falling apart and barely alive when the monster who did this to him was still out there? How was it fair that he feels like he has to apologise for you for daring to cry about almost dying?

“No,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady. Your ire must seep deep into your tone though, because Wes glances back up at you before turning his head away once more. Gently, you turn his chin so his eyes are back on you, and you repeat yourself again - this time, much more softly.

“No. Don’t you dare apologise, you hear me? You’ve got nothing to be sorry about. And I’m not angry at you, baby. It’s just-“ you sigh before you speak again. “It’s just that… I hate whoever did this to you. When we find out who it is, I swear, I’m gonna fucking kill them myself. “

Wes smiles. “Didn’t know I had my own personal bodyguard.” The fact that he still has the ability to crack jokes after all that’s happened, you realise, makes you want to smile and sob - preferably at the same time. Wes really is the most resilient person you know, but goddamn it, he shouldn’t have to be.

“I wish I was your body guard,” you reply, lips quirked upwards. “Then I could be with you all the time. Means you wouldn’t have been by yourself when it happened.”

At that, Wes’s gaze snaps up, all traces of his grin gone in an instant. “And have you lying here next to me - fuck, instead of me? Have you dead? No way in hell.” His tone leaves no room for argument, so you you simply keep quiet. Neither you nor Wes speak, the two of you presumably both lost in your own racing thoughts. It strangely borders on comfortable, and more importantly, it’s enough.

After a while, you shuffle closer to your boyfriend, carefully resting your head in the crook of his neck as he places his head on top of yours. It’s the best thing you can think of right now - you can’t wrap Wes up and tell him everything’s okay because it’s not. None of this is okay.

“I love you,” you murmur into the silence, because you need Wes to know. Need him to know how grateful you are to have him, how grateful you are that he’s alive. Because honestly? You have no idea what you’d do without him - you dread to even think. “And I’ll be here for you every single step of the way. Promise.” You hold out your pinky with the last word - it’s childish, you know that, but after everything, maybe that’s exactly what you need right now.

“Love you too,” he echoes, interlocking his finger with yours before squeezing it tight. “More than you’ll ever know.”

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

seeing people see the movie

One thing you might not know about me is that in addition to being an unpaid intern for a coffee company, I also have a day job, which is writing books.

Last night, the stars of the Turtles All the Way Down movie (Cree Cicchino, Isabela Merced, Judy Reyes, and Felix Mallard) saw it for the first time, and seeing their faces in the minutes after it finished was just so wondrous and joyful. They were smiling and crying, and I got to thank them for pouring so much of their talent and their soulstuff into this little movie, and it was just the best feeling.

Like, I tend toward introversion. I spend at least 10 hours a day alone, and have for almost my entire adult life. But even so, everything is a collaboration. Books are a collaboration with editors and designers and above all readers. Movies are a sprawling collaboration with hundreds of people, from accountants to caterers to actors. And coffee companies are a collaboration--with farmers, with roasters, and with the team at dftba.com.

There is fulfillment for me in work itself, in the private and interior work of trying to understand what I want to say and how I want to say it. But the real joy for me is always in the collaboration, in the making of stuff together, in coming together with people to turn your love and effort in the same direction so that together you might do what alone would be impossible.

[violetmuses]

Versus - A. Aretas (Part III) 💔

Title: Versus - A. Aretas (Part III) 💔

Fandom: “Bad Boys” Film Universe

Character: Armando Aretas

Pairing: Armando Aretas + Female Reader

Main Storyline: One decision will change everything.

Tag List: @nelo0wesker @yassbishimvintage @nobodygetsza @peaxhygirl @superstar-t20 @adoresmiles @klssngss @deja-r @hyper-trash-panda @amethyst-loves-bucky 🏷

Part I ❤️‍🩹

Part 2 ❤️‍🩹

=====

2024

Shortly after your home settled down from those unexpected visitors, this doorbell rang once more.

Checking that RING camera again, you realize that Armando returned to the porch this time.

“What, did y'all forget something?” You barely opened the door, almost nervous.

“C'mon…” Aretas tried.

“What?” You don't even understand his point, not yet at least.

“I don't have much time before leaving, but we're doing this together.” Armando grounded reality.

“Say less.” You vowed, rushing to prepare for the battle yourself.

******

Outright monster James McGrath veiled his dark operations by working through one abandoned alligator park located somewhere deep in Florida.

“Armando's with Callie! Trail ‘em.” Mike Lowrey gritted his teeth amid crossfire and set your instructions for the mission.

McGrath just kidnapped Mike's wife Christine and even took Captain Howard's granddaughter Callie hostage. You fumed, raging from within.

___

“We're right here!” Callie lifted both palms for your vantage point just in case.

Yet wounds riddled Armando's body as this tree anchored his weakened presence.

“She…put me down by this tree. I'm okay…” His accented English struggles through pain, rightfully so.

“Kay…” Nodding down toward Armando, you're still protective despite everything.

“Hands up, Detective!” Marshal Judy Howard prompted your attention.

Raising both hands slowly, you turn around as expected.

“Mom, please don't hurt anyone!” Callie reveals tears, noting Aretas and you. “Armando saved my life and the detective looked out for us.”

“Move out of the way, Callie.” Judy continued staying armed.

“Mom, no!” Right when Callie shouted once more, Judy pulled the trigger.

Your body fell backwards as red dampened this tactical gear.

Yet, one lethal bullet pierced directly between your eyes, marking Judy's instant plan.

“Let me up, let up!” Right away, Armando wants Callie to help him stand from the ground, but immediately signals his father. “Mike, Mike!”

Seconds later, Detective Mike Lowrey joined this spot in the wilderness alongside Marcus Burnett as Judy keeps holding that firearm.

“What the fuck?!” Mike and Marcus shouted over this permanent view of your dead body.

“What happened?” Mike glanced toward Judy, both distraught and angered.

“I aimed for Armando but…”Judy revealed the truth about your death. “She wanted to protect him and Callie…”

“Aw, damn!” Genuinely crying, Marcus knelt toward your body this time.

“We can't call it in. Everyone will see Armando first.” Judy sniffled after holstering the firearm.

“What do you suggest?” Mike sought true guidance.

“Go. Leave with Armando before I change my mind.” Judy held her daughter Callie, but Mike understood this point.

Leave before everyone freaks out.

====

2025

Despite everyone marking calendars regardless, time slowed down.

The Miami Police Department lost joy while Marcus and Mike stopped laughing together.

Even your pictures still greeted desks at the precinct, showing camaraderie and highlighting true friendship.

“Listen to this, man.” Bringing his cell phone, Mike walked toward Marcus one afternoon.

“Hey, Lowrey! It's my day off.” Your laughter chimed this old voicemail. “Are we still planning cookouts for the department? I'll be there, just don't let Marcus eat Skittles. See you later, bye.”

“She'd sit in the corner with a plate now.” Marcus almost chuckled to avoid pain.

Memories could last forever.

[valkyries-things]

LESLEY GORE // SINGER

“She was an American singer and songwriter. At the age of 16, she recorded her first hit song "It's My Party", a US number one in 1963. She followed it up with ten further US Billboard top 40 hits including "Judy's Turn to Cry" and "You Don't Own Me". Gore said she considered "You Don't Own Me" her signature song. She composed songs with her brother Michael Gore for the 1980 film Fame, and received an Academy Award nomination for "Out Here On My Own". She hosted several editions of the LGBT-oriented public television show In the Life on American TV in the 2000s. She stated in 2005 that she was a lesbian and had been in a relationship with luxury jewelry designer Lois Sasson since 1982.”

[zoesmp4]

can u write something about reader being someone carl’s age from alexandria who takes care of judith and carl starts having a crush on? like how he started liking beth kinda please tell me this makes sense

TEA PARTIES AND TEAR STAINED CHEEKS “the teacup in judith’s petite hand.” carl grimes x fem!reader

tags: fluff !!

a/n: hii nonnie i’m sosooso sorry if this is bad !! it’s suupppeerr short so i apologize for that !! also, it turned more reader centered instead of carl 😭😭 but i hope you enjoy <3

judith grimes was like a sister to you. there was something about the little girl that brought out the best in you. you often found yourself over at the grimes’ house more than your own. 

“is this one for me or for mr. fluffybutt?” you say, as you point to the teacup in judith’s petite hand. she giggles before turning away from you to pat on not mr. fluffybutt the unicorn, but the one and only, carl grimes. 

you weren’t close with the boy, but you admired the love he gave to his sister. you would never admit it, but perhaps you did have a little crush on him. 

now, he would never voice this to you, but carl had felt the same way about you, the love only stronger. he developed feelings for you throughout the months. he loved the way you took care of judith without anyone asking, he loved the way your smile lit up the whole room, he loved you in general. 

he turned his comic face down before ruffling judith’s hair. “not right now judy, maybe later.” the boy had made a mistake. you saw the poor girl’s eyes clouding with tears as she started to pout. three, two, one. “wahhh!” boom. 

you look at carl with a face that says, “pretty please?” who knew that was all you had to do to carl to make him snap. “fine, fine. jus stop crying.” he says, wiping the tears off of judith’s face with his thumb. the wailing instantly stopped and was replaced with a giggle. 

judith hands him the teacup, and carl places down his comic before putting the toy up to his mouth. you smile at the boy, a feeling you knew all too well brewing in the bottom of your stomach. no, impossible. 

you were not going to let yourself develop a bigger crush on him. you simply couldn’t. you guys would never be a thing. could you? 

you three continued your roleplay, the sounds of your laughs bouncing off the walls. 

you noticed how judith was holding her teacup in one hand and carl’s thumb in another. your heart fluttered, the interaction making the admiration you had for carl increase by tenfold. oh boy, what have you gotten yourself into. 

[wexhappyxfew]

stray bullets

(a/n): it's been a long time coming, but.....i am beyond excited to share this piece. focused on some early days with kennedy x bucky, i wanted to dig into kennedy and her character (and her fun internal monologue) and introduce exactly how she's connected with bucky - because let's be honest, even she doesn't know how it happened. please enjoy!! :D (also...it's a bit of a long one - i was having some fun haha!)

The silence around the interrogation table was enough to mess with any person's head; whether they were the command pilot, like Lieutenant Bradshaw, or a tail gunner, like Marianne Salinger, they all seemed to sit in reserved quietness as they festered in the happenings of just an hour ago.

Sweat trickled down the sides of her face as she leaned against the wooden table, picking at pieces that were peeling up, trying to keep her eyes away from the maps sprawled out, and that big leather-jacket notebook where Bessie kept all her notes, coordinates and documentation for what planes had gone down - when and where. The other tables were much more lively - louder, chatty, a bit of yelling even. The Silver Bullets table was quiet, and they were all sure it had to do with the notable lack of their flight engineer, who was currently at the Med-Bay, bloodied and unconscious.

Margie Harlowe was on all of their minds it seemed.

And the thought of having to recount the events leading up to that point, made Kennedy want to vomit. The hit had come just as they were on the 90 degree turn to get the bombs ready to drop. Achterberg had taken control of the plane, with Bradshaw and Montez working to guide the B-17 swiftly to the side, as the onslaught of flak and bullets sprayed from the German fighters swinging around above them.

Kennedy remembered the yelp and anguished cry of pain that had come from her headset, the blood-curdling scream for help that had Kennedy forgetting about her .50 cal and racing towards where the top turret was. She couldn't get that look on Margie's face out of her mind; sobbing, horrified, the blood covering half her face, Stagliano trying to calm Margie down the best she could, while waving off the sad excuse of help that Kennedy had been. Freezing up like that, what was she thinking?

"Sergeant Farley." Kennedy's head snapped up - she didn't realize she'd blanked out, staring at the dried blood on her hands, shoved up underneath her fingernails, and had her name being called all at once. She met the eyes of the interrogator and swallowed.

"Lieutenant Bradshaw said you were there when you got Sergeant Harlowe out of the top turret." the interrogator started, "Can you recount that for me?" Kennedy stared at him, suddenly feeling the eyes of everyone at the table and some of the surrounding upper brass, on her.

Colonel Harding had stood in the background, hand nervously resting on his upper lip, eyes masked in worry as the group had come in - it seemed whenever something happened to Silver Bullets, he was always at interrogation, especially their table. Making sure wrongs were righted and that whatever was going on, was fixed. He looked out for them.

"I was, sir," Kennedy managed out, shifting a bit, as more sweat dripped down her face, briefly catching the worried look from Judy just a few people down. Her eyes caught on Vivian's gaze opposite her own. She then found Francis watching her, and tried to avoid her emotions that she felt as she noted the ones in their co-pilot's own. The only thing keeping her steady was Lieutenant Bradshaw's presence beside her.

In some innate way, having Lieutenant Bradshaw there kept her from losing it.

"It was quick," Kennedy said, "I figured flak or….something from one of the fighters. German fighters. Bullet spray." Kennedy saw Paulina nod her on encouragingly.

"Sergeant Ratcliff was manning her post….so, I went to Sergeant Harlowe," Kennedy said, her eyes filling with tears, her voice breaking, "I got her out of there. As quick as I could. I…I laid her down. There was blood…..everywhere…." Kennedy trailed off. She was staring at her hands again, covered in blood. Margie's blood.

"I was able to stop the bleeding from both the side of her face and her shoulder. Took what bandage was there and wrapped her shoulder. Set it in a splint." Paulina said quickly, her words firm and much more logically-backed and confident than Kennedy's would ever be, "I ensured that there weren't blocked airways and she could breathe. It was a joint effort, Sergeant Farley and I, to ensure her safety." Kennedy looked to Paulina and gave her a slow nod of thanks, to which Paulina nodded back. Because that's what they did for each other; having each other's backs like this.

"Alright," the interrogator said, making a few extra notes before clearing his throat and looking towards Lieutenant Bradshaw, who was sat there stoic and quiet, "we lost Browning and Alder. How many chutes….?"

Kennedy watched in a reeling bit of slow motion as Judy sat there and recounted the number of chutes she had seen, Marianne and Francis chiming in with their own recounts and visuals. How many more chutes would they have to count, planes going down all around, before this would be over? Before this nightmare would end?

Kennedy looked to the empty chair where Margie would've sat and felt her heart sag and her throat tighten with emotion she had been forcing herself not to feel. It was eerily similar to when Captain Faulkner had taken the hit. When she had died. They still had sat around this stupid interrogation table, having to talk about that mission, about what had happened, with Captain Faulkner's chair left open, her presence highly gone. They all remembered that. It hurt.

Whether it was the fact she was sat at that table, or was used to a constant presence of eyes, she glanced upwards and found, from the middle opening space where some of the brass would linger in times like this, Major Egan watching her, his hands placed on his hips, and his eyes seeking out her own.

Kennedy had never been wrapped up in any sort of long-winded conversation with Major Egan - their differences in rank and formalities were already a larger factor than needed when it came to talking to him and she didn't want to incite any sort of inappropriate ideas past that. They'd debated about baseball a few times - her, a raging Red Sox fan, him a stupid Yankees fan - and they'd even had a few conversations that were outside that realm. But it was never anything much more than that. And she intended to keep it that way. Yet, something in his gaze made her not want to look away from his face, from his eyes, from his presence stood there in the center of the room.

"Sergeant Farley?" She snapped her head away from his eyes and back to the table - many of which of the Silver Bullets girls were currently watching Kennedy with sorrowful and worried expressions, while Lieutenant Bradshaw eyed her curiously.

"Sorry?"

"The number of chutes from Browning. That you saw?" the interrogator asked. Kennedy righted herself and straightened her back.

"Right."

When they were dismissed, after Kennedy had been sat, blanked out for a greater portion of her time there in the seat, Lieutenant Bradshaw had caught her before she could run away, pulling her to the side, with a warm hand on her shoulder and a soft look in her eyes.

"You should go visit her," Annie said quietly, "I can tell by the look in your eye that you won't change out of these clothes or eat until you do." Lieutenant Annie Bradshaw did know her rather well in that sense.

"Yes, ma'am, I will," Kennedy said firmly, reaching up to wipe at the beads of sweat still trickling down her face - whether from the stress still circulating her body or the idea of Margie there on a cot, unconscious, she wasn't sure, "you do the same." Annie watched her with a smile before reaching up to squeeze her shoulder.

"I will, Farley," she said, before patting her shoulder, "and wash up. A few of the girls were planning on heading to the flying club tonight. Destress and all." Kennedy smiled softly and nodded.

"Will do." she said and Annie smiled before turning and heading off - leave it to Lieutenant Annie Bradshaw to instill what comfort they all needed after something like that. Birdie used to do much of the same - Annie even had the same look in her eye as Birdie usually did after a mission. Kennedy smiled slightly.

"Sergeant Farley." The achingly familiar voice struck her system and she turned to her left to find Major Egan walking towards her, as she watched him approach with that slow, even and swaggering gait, his crusher cap a bit lopsided on his head, sweat dropping down the sides of his face, as he wore that stupid, beige sheepskin jacket that she had offhandedly made fun of him for that one time (and proceeded to rub in her face ever since).

"Sir." she said, saluting him quickly as he came to a stop in front of her and shook his head, reaching up to bring her arm down from the position she'd taken up.

"Nah, nah, don't worry about that bullshit," he said and she raised her brows, "Harlowe. Sergeant Harlowe - is she good? Is she alright?" Kennedy stared at him, her heart pulsating inside her chest in a way that made her unable to get her breathing entirely under control. She watched him, tilting her head to the side and then managed to find her footing.

"Not entirely, but she's alive," she said firmly, with a nod, "flak hit up top. Or….stray bullets. Either way, she was hit and knocked out. But she's fine now." Kennedy watched him as she spoke, his eyes refusing to leave her own as he stared down at her, his larger-than-life presence soaking up every part of the view in front of her, the worry in his eyes, covered with that joking nature a slight surprise and the deep breaths he was taking enough to make her fail at controlling her own.

"And yourself?" he asked her, the corner of his lips poking upwards, a smile fighting to be on his face.

"Me? Sir, I, uh, I'm fine," she said quickly, sputtering a bit like a small child, "I'm fine seriously-"

"Good, good," he said quickly - they were pretty quick with whatever they seemed to be talking about here, "just…..when the planes came back and Harding said something about Silver Bullets taking a hit, I thought…..thought the whole goddamn plane had gone down from the way he was fucking talking so." She stared at him. He stopped talking and then stared at her, before running a hand over his face and nodding to her. She stared back at him, unsure of what to say.

For probably the first time in a long time, looking at him, she did not know what to say. This panicked approach to this sudden stillness and quiet. There were voices all around them, nurses bustling about with medics and doctors, and pilots with their crews meandering away from interrogation like limp horses, dragging gear that was nothing but a pile of garbage behind them. And the smells - like gasoline, smoke and death wafted through the air, enough to make a person want to vomit. She needed to go see Margie, and she was beyond sure that Major Egan had somewhere better to be as well. Kennedy wanted to move her feet, but she couldn't. No part of her was moving or even ready to move. Major Egan was stock-still in front of her as well.

"Is there….something else, uh, sir?" Kennedy didn't know what to do with Major Egan sometimes - call him sir, but he told her not to bother? Call him sir because he was the one who held rank? Major Egan continued to watch her and then ran a hand down his slightly sweaty face and shook his head.

"No." he said quickly, firmly, "You should get a check on Sergeant Harlowe. Make sure she's alright when she wakes up." If she wakes up, Kennedy thought, but that sour idea in her mind disappeared as Major Egan nodded to her. She stared at him for a moment longer, before she slowly nodded to him, turning away from him. She took a few steps before she could hear his footsteps and feel the placement of his hand wrapped around her elbow.

"Farley," he said, his voice quieter, as she stopped her paces and turned, her eyes searching his own as she looked at him, "seriously, you alright?" She stared at him, slightly surprised at the way his voice had grown softer, his eyes less vibrant than normal.

"Yes," she told him, but as he tilted his head towards her, she felt her heart race a bit faster than normal and couldn't help but take a shaky step back from him, "it was just a lot today that's all. But it's a lot every day. Nothing new. Can't complain." Major Egan watched her, like he was trying to diagnose whatever the fuck was currently wrong with her, acting like she didn't just watch their flight engineer and closest companion almost die.

"You like the jacket?" he asked her quietly, and it didn't take long for what stress she had in her mind and heart to roll back into that violent ocean crawl of waves and a small laugh to leave her lips.

"Is that why you came waltzing over here?" she asked him, her voice low, as she crossed her arms, "Because if that's all this was about, I'm just going to head to the Med-Bay now." Major Egan let out a dry chuckle and looked to her.

"And if I told you it was?"

"I would happily discard that jacket for you, even start a bonfire." she said, "We could get real fancy." She stared at him. "It looks ridiculous."

"You sure about that?" he said, popping up the collar, which made her roll her eyes, "I think it fits me pretty well."

"I would beg to differ," she said, "seriously, an A-2 would do you one better."

"You going sweet on me, Farley?"

"Since when did that idea get into your head?"

"You like me in my A-2, admit it."

"It would look better than that shitty thing."

"C'mon, Farley, don't leave me hangin' now." She raised a brow at him as she crossed her arms across her chest and smirked his way.

"Goodbye, John." she said, with a grin, turning away, only to have him placing his hand on her shoulder and turning her back around. She looked up at him.

"For someone so hellbent on making his rounds, you sure seem to like hanging around me." she said quietly, with a small smile, watching as his eyes seemed to twinkle in the hazy afternoon sunlight.

"Consider it a compliment." he offered her.

"A compliment?" she said with a small smile, "Didn't know you handed those out. And for free?"

"Farley…." he said with a slight groan in his voice that made her laugh as she reached forward and nudged his shoulder.

"It's okay to admit that, Margie says I'm a grand friend to have anyway," she said, watching his gaze soften at her, "it means a lot, truly."

"Friend's a word." he said with a shrug, his face tensing up slightly as she stared at him.

"Yeah." she said, with a nod, "And so is goodbye." He stared at her and she smiled up at him.

"I'm only kidding," she said, before her face fell a bit, "seriously, you okay? You weren't even on the mission and you look seriously fucked up." Kennedy had hoped that keeping up with this banter, this light-hearted, dare she call it flirting, maybe would lift his worrisome and lonely spirits, but he seemed drawn into himself and concave again and she wasn't sure what more to say.

Hey, even going as far to compliment his physique's correlation to an A-2 was pretty nice of her!

And something she wasn't actually lying about - not like she had spent too long staring at his broad shoulders over breakfast the other day (but no one except her knew).

"Didn't know you handed out compliments with a side of self-degradation, now huh?" he said and she let out a scoff and crossed her arms to look at him again.

"Seriously, John, what's wrong?"

"You can call me, Bucky, remember?"

"John."

"Nothing's wrong. Nothing, just…." he looked around, that lazy smile on his face, and looked back at her, hands rested on those hips of his again and looked to her, "does anything have to be wrong when I come to talk to you?"

"Usually there is something wrong."

"Kennedy-"

"Alright, look," she said, "if you don't budge, I'm gonna head to the Med-Bay, check in on Margie." She was playing her emotions really well, so well she had almost forgotten the mission altogether.

"So, you gonna tell me what's wrong, or am I going to have to decode it from you myself? Beg on my hands and knees? Don't make me look that pathetic." Major Egan watched her with a slight smirk and she shoved his shoulder again.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"Like whattt?" he said as she rolled her eyes with a laugh, "Oh, c'mon, Kennedy, I'm supposed to hear that Silver Bullets took a hit and not think about you?"

Kennedy's smile dropped and it seemed the realization hit Major Egan at the same time and for a moment, they were just standing there, staring at each other like deer in headlights. She couldn't look away from his eyes, because for the first time there was something more than besides his usually flirty, joking self. Hell, that was just how he normally was - no stake in the ground with a soul, moving with the wind, taking him where the Lord put him, all that bullshit. For a second, she almost thought she wasn't hearing him straight and was going to leave it at that. But no, he'd said that and she was sure her face matched the color of her dirtied ginger hair and her strawberry-blonde ends.

"Egan!" The two turned from each other, in what had been a…rather intense stare down and found Crank coming towards him, "Harding needs us!"

"Give me a fucking second, Crank! I'm talking here!" Major Egan yelled back before turning to her and gulping, before parting his lips as if to speak. She stared at him still, unable to find the words that would amount to much of anything.

"Don't give me lip, Bucky - look, we gotta go!" Major Egan turned.

"Just a minute, Crank, seriously." Major Egan called out before turning to her still stood there.

"You really should go." she finally said, her voice somewhat hoarse as she did so, like she couldn't get the words out right, "Colonel Harding-"

"I don't care what Harding thinks right now," he said firmly looking at her, "look, Farley, I-"

"It's fine." she said quickly, plastering on a smile quickly and a nod, "I'm fine." Major Egan looked far from convinced in that moment. Because she wasn't convinced herself.

He had heard Silver Bullets took a hit and suspected immediately it was her?

That's why he had looked at her like that?

In interrogation?

She wasn't much to him, so she thought, at least - what…the few conversations they'd share? She'd practically egged him on into conversations about baseball where it was less of a discussion and more of a debate. If anything, he should've heard Silver Bullets and suspected about Annie or Francis.

"Go on," she said, shoving down her feelings and emotions, offering a small smile, "Colonel Harding sounds like he really needs to talk to you. Plus, if you must continue to talk about your stupid sheepskin, I'll be at the flying club later. Maybe I'll even beat you in darts. Again." Major Egan stared at her, for the first time, a little wordless and nodded.

"Kennedy, I-"

"It's fine." she said, convincing herself the very same - if she acted like she didn't hear it from his lips, then it never happened. He never said those words, never looked at her like that, never even bothered to tell her he was worried about her after hearing about Silver Bullets getting hit. If she ignored it, it wasn't what had happened.

And it was better that way.

"Bucky-"

"A second, Crank, please!" Major Egan yelled over his shoulder again, before looking at her and sighing, jabbing a thumb behind him.

"I gotta…." he started, his words fading as he managed a weak smile at her.

"Yeah, yeah," she said quickly, with a nod, and a forced smile.

"Let me know how Harlowe is…?"

"I will." she said as he began to backpedal backwards, his eyes holding hers still. Then, she watched Crank come up to Major Egan's shoulder and spin him around before pointing and frantically talking. Then they were walking away and disappeared. Kennedy stood there like the wind had just been taken out of her sail. Why'd she act like that?

"Hey! Kenny!" Kennedy turned and found Judy coming up to her, with Bessie and Carrie behind her, splitting a few cookies in their hands, "Here you are. We thought we couldn't find you." Kennedy stared at Judy, who came up beside her, with bright eyes, before looking to Bessie and Carrie, who shared a look before looking at Kennedy.

"You alright, Farley?" Bessie asked her, glancing in the general direction of where Major Egan had wandered off to, "What'd Bucky want?" Kennedy snapped into her usual collected self (which took far more effort today than usual) and ran a hand over her hair, cringing at bit at the smell of oil and grease that followed - which undoubtedly Major Egan had smelled - and sighed.

"Heard about Margie." she said firmly, cooly, kind of quick at that, like she couldn't get the words out fast enough to cover her ass, "He knows we're close and wanted to check in. Make sure things were okay."

"Always sticking his nose into all our bullshit," Carrie muttered, crunching off a piece of the sugar cookie and shaking her head, "you know I heard the other day he was trying to ask Bradshaw for a tour of Silver Bullets. Next thing you know, I'm tearing into him, telling him he touches my area, my shit, it's over for him-"

"He just wanted to make sure she was okay, Bergie," Kennedy said with a shrug, "guess it just gets old, hearing about losing people. Over and over."

"Especially someone from Silver Bullets." Judy finished for her, "Bucky's always been sweet as peaches to me, anyway. It's mighty kind of him to come and check up on you. Knowing how close you two are. He's got an awful soft-spot for Silver Bullets."

"Some soft spot." Carrie said with a slight chuckle and smirk, glancing at Kennedy, who rolled her eyes, ignoring the looks, and glanced back to the direction of where Major Egan had gone.

"Let's go to the Med-Bay," Judy said, "I'm sure Margie would want to see us when she wakes."

"What this face?" Carrie said, "We all look like sorry excuses for circus clowns."

"At least a little flak never scared off that charisma, Bergie." Bessie said as she wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and the whole group burst into chuckles as they headed towards the Med-Bay, sharing cookies and smiles.

But all that was on her mind, until the hit the Med-Bay doors was that Major Egan had thought of her, when Silver Bullets was said to have gotten a nasty hit.

Her.

[callsign-dexter]

The Gift of Love’s Arrival

Summary/Request: Love's unexpected gift was amazing!!!!! I'm here to request part 2 if you're up for it….

I'm obsessed with the thought of Jake, Bob and Bradley meeting their grandchild(children) for the very first time.

And Jake and Bradley having a flashback from first holding their little girllll 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Pairings: Bradshaw-Seresin!Reader x OC Mason Floyd, Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Jake Seresin x Bradley Bradshaw

Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, childbirth, hospitals

Our Little Girl

Masterlist

Prequel: Love's Unexpected Gift

Sequel: The Gift of Love’s Arrival

A/N: Thank you @callsigns-haze for sending this absolutely adorable request in!!!

Monday is when Mason and Y/N had decided to tell the others, meaning Maverick, Ice, Slider, Goose, Carole, and Judy, Bob’s wife and Mason’s mother. They would be lying if they said they weren’t scared. They didn’t even know how to begin telling them. Bradley and Jake suggested that they have them over for a cookout and as Mason and Y/N thought about it the more they liked the idea. They had decided to get each couple a gift. They each were going to be getting an ultrasound picture after their appointment that afternoon. Jake was still pissed but slowly coming to love the idea of having a little grandchild running around. Bradley was pissed at first two but was happy for his daughter and her boyfriend and they waited until they were out of high school although it may change their decisions about going to The Naval Academy but they would cross that bridge when they got there. 

They had on Monday morning at 11 AM thanks to the OBGYN having an option of booking online. Mason had stayed pretty much all of the weekend with her not wanting to be gone from her and their unborn child’s side. He really scored points with the fathers when he doted on her hand and foot. When they both woke up that morning Jake and Bradley were already out of the house since The Daggers had early classes to teach with the new incoming class of Top Gun students. Mason woke up Y/N by kissing her face and when she opened her eyes smiling, she crashed her lips into his. They didn’t want to move but they had to so they both got out of the bed and she walked to her mirror and put hands on her belly, no a bump had not started to show but knowing that their baby was in there just felt right. She was so lost in her thoughts that he missed Mason coming up behind her and putting his hands over his. “Just think in 9 months our son will be here.” He said and she raised an eyebrow. 

“Why do you think it is a boy?” She asked in a curious tone and he smiled.

“Just a feeling.” He said and she chuckled 

“What if it is a girl?” She asked and he kissed the side of her head.

“I’ll love them either way. Especially when they have you for a mother.” He said and she started to cry ever since her pregnancy she was a lot more emotional she turned her head and kissed him.

“They’re lucky to have you as a father.” She said when they broke apart from their kiss. “Now let’s get breakfast. We’re starving.” She said and he laughed.

“As you wish my dear.” He said and they headed to the kitchen. From an early age Judy and Bob taught Mason how to cook and Bradley and Jake along with Carole taught Y/N how to cook, so they could fend for themselves. “What would you like my lady?” He asked with a smile and dramatically threw a dish towel over his shoulder and she smacked him laughing and shaking her head.

“How about some pancakes with some fruit?” She said and then got excited “Oh and bacon and some pickles.” She said without looking at him until the end and he looked at her weirdly.

“You got it!” He said and began to cook and she helped when he let her by the end of it they both were covered in flour. They sat down and ate together then they decided to clean up and lunge around until they had to leave for their appointment.

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Y/N and Mason had both decided it would be best for him to drive considering that she was too nervous and emotional. Mason held her hand for all of the 20 minutes that it took for them to get to the OBGYN office. When they arrived, Mason parked the truck he killed the engine and then looked over to his girlfriend. “Don’t be nervous. I’m gonna be with you the entire time.” He said and she nodded. He leaned over and kissed her and she kissed him back. “Stay there.” He said and got out of the truck and then went to the passenger side of the truck and opened the door and helped her out. He shut the door and he grabbed her hand and they walked hand in hand into the building. When they walked in they got some stares and Y/N curled in on herself and wrapped her arms around her stomach. Mason took notice of this and pulled her into him and he glared at anyone who was judging them. “Don’t let them get to you.” He said into her ear and kissed her head and she nodded but that didn’t stop her from thinking those thoughts. 

They walked over to the front desk and signed in and the receptionist smiled at them not judging them. “Good morning. I’m gonna have you fill out some of this paper work out. Then when you’re done bring it back up and we’ll call you back.” She said and Y/N and Mason nodded and took the clipboard and went to sit down and started to fill out the paperwork. As Y/N was filling out the paperwork Mason was on the look-out for judging looks. When she was done Mason took the paperwork up to the front desk and the receptionist smiled and Mason walked back to Y/N. There weren’t that many people in the lobby which they were grateful for but that doesn’t mean that Mason let his guard down. As they waited Y/N curled into him and laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. 

30 minutes later the receptionist was calling them back and putting them in a room “Dr. Hayes will be with you in a little bit.” She said with a smile and they smiled back and she was on her way. Y/N knew Dr. Hayes she was the one that delivered her and took care of her when she had her car accident. Y/N sat on the chair while Mason decided to stand, he rubbed her back and kissed her head. They really didn’t speak; they were too lost in their own minds to say anything. 15 minutes later Dr. Hayes was walking after knocking. 

“Good morning. I’m Dr. Hayes, but you may already know that and it is nice to see you again Y/N. How far along are you?” She asked and Y/N looked up at her.

“3 weeks. It’s also nice to see you again in normal setting and not you taking care of me after my accident.” She said in a quiet voice and Mason hated that because she was usually an outgoing person and speaks her mind. He understood why she was like that though she was afraid of being judged. Dr. Hayes smiled and she could sense her nervousness.

“You have nothing to be nervous about. This is a safe place for all 3 of you. Shall we get started and set up a program for you and the soon to be little bundle of joy?” She asked and Y/N nodded feeling less nervous now. 

“Yes please.” Y/N said and Mason smiled as he was getting his girl back.

“Ok, we’re going to have an ultrasound and see the fetus.” She said and Y/N lifted her shirt up and Dr. Hayes put the gel on her and she shivered. “Sorry about that.” She said and Y/N shook her head. Dr. Hayes moved the wand around until she found the fetus. “Here it is.” She said and paused the picture. Mason and Y/n looked at the screen in awe that was their baby, their child in there. “Would you like a copy?” She asked and they nodded as she gave Y/N a paper towel to wipe off the excess gel.

“Can we have multiple? We have some grandparents to tell.” Mason said and Dr. Hayes nodded and did just that. They talked about getting vitamins and what foods to eat as well as gave them a folder with everything they needed to know. Once they were finished, they walked out of the room and paid for a visit and were on their way with a smile on their face. Now it was time for the grandparents to know.

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When they got to the truck Mason opened the door for Y/N and helped her in then he got in on the driver’s side. “We’re gonna need some food for tonight.” Mason said and she nodded her head. 

“Let’s stop by the store before we go home. I also want McDonald’s.” Y/N said and Mason smiled at that she truly loved that place.

“As you wish.” He said and she smiled and shook her head. The Princess Bride was an all-time favorite of theirs.

He turned the truck on and started to drive to the store. When they got there, he helped her out once again and they walked in and began shopping. They decided on some hotdogs and hamburgers Jake, Bradley, and Bob handled the inviting over the others. As they were shopping Y/N started to throw in some random things like hot and spicy pickles, peanut butter, Oreos, and chili cheese Fritos. “Babe.” He said and she stopped as she was putting the hot and spicy pickles in the basket and she looked up at him “I think the cravings are hitting.” He said and she nodded and put the pickles in.

“You bet they are.” She said with a chuckle. Once they got what they needed they checked out and unloaded the cart into the truck and then went to McDonald’s and got food and then headed back to the Bradshaw-Seresin household. When they got there they unloaded the truck, more like Mason doing everything and him not letting her lift a finger. When groceries were put away they ate and talked then they decided to take a nap.

When the evening rolled around Mason and Y/N were nowhere to be seen in the house when Jake and Bradley got home. Bradley and Jake had planned the cookout and were going to see what they needed to buy but found Mason and Y/N had already taken care of it. They both shook their heads and went on a search for them. When they couldn't find them in the house they looked outside and found Mason holding Y/N on the lounge chair and his hands were on top of hers on her stomach and both of them were asleep. They smiled and took a picture and left it at that.

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When evening came around everyone started to trickle in and Y/N and Mason were up and helping out. Everyone greeted each other and the party was taken outside. Jake and Bradley managed the grill while Y/N, Carole, and Judy got the sides together. Judy looked at Y/N closely. "You're glowing." Judy said and Y/N stopped what she's doing and Carole stopped and looked at her.

"She's right." Carole said and then it hit her. "Are you pregnant?" She asked and Y/N stayed quiet but couldn't help the smile that came upon her lips.

"You are!" Judy said excitedly

"Shhhhh! Besides you both, Dad, Pops, Mason and Bob nobody knows." She said and the two mothers squealed. "We're planning on telling you all after we eat." She said and they nodded and hugged the girl. They excitedly talked with each other while the men were outside. When food was ready everyone got their plate and began to eat. Y/N took her seat by Mason and waited until supper was done for the news to be let out. 

Dinner went well. Carole and Judy couldn't stop smiling. The men kept asking what they were smiling at but they just said nothing and looked at Y/N who curled more into Mason. Every now and then he would kiss the side of her head and he always had a hand on her stomach. 

It was time for dessert. While everyone got their food and Mason and Y/N stood off to the side of the table this confused the ones that didn't already know. "We have an announcement to make." Mason said after they got everyone's attention. Mason looked at Y/N and nodded and she disappeared for a second and brought back gift bags. They handed each couple and Slider a bag. The only reason Slider was there was because he has been a huge part of both of their lives and they considered him an uncle to them. 

"Inside the bag we have a gift for you all. So please go ahead and open it." Y/N said and they all proceeded to open and when they pulled out the ultrasound with 'Future pilot or WSO coming soon.' In your handwriting everyone stopped. Nobody spoke but that didn't last long. 

“I’m gonna be a great-great grandpa?!” Goose said and Mason and Y/N smiled and nodded. He jumped up and hugged them tightly. “They’re going to be one loved and spoiled kid!” He said releasing them.

“Congratulations you two!” Slider said and hugged them. He and Goose sat down. 

“I’m so happy for you two! Though I’m wondering how and why.” Maverick said and before anyone said anything “I know how.” He said and everyone just chuckled. 

“The kid is definitely gonna be protected with us around. When did you find out?” Ice asked 

“We found out 1 week ago. Also Maverick, we didn’t know the condom broke until afterwards. Neither of us wanted to give the baby up and we love each other.” Y/N said and everyone nodded and then they sat down and the evening went by in a breeze and it was buzzing with excitement. Mason and Y/N tuned them out and just looked at each other. Judy and Carole looked at them, they were definitely in love. 

“Wait, why aren’t you freaking out, Bradley, Jake, Bob, Judy, and Carole?” Goose asked.

“Well we found out when they found out and Jake threatened to kill me because and I quote “Because I can’t kill your son because he’s the father of my daughter’s unborn child.”” Bob said and everyone laughed because that would be Jake.

“We guessed it when we were putting the sides together in the kitchen. She is glowing.” Carole said. The conversation switched from them to something else until it was time for them to leave.

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After the pregnancy was announced Mason and Y/N were with each other pretty much all the time and Mason doted on her whenever he could. Both of them ended up getting jobs at a small mom and pop place close to the base and The Hard Deck  and it turns out that it pays pretty well. They also started looking into getting a house together and found that they both liked it was an equal distance from both sets of parents but it was way out of their price range and they couldn’t afford it so they gave it up. Both sets of parents saw the house and fell in love with it so they decided to get the house for them and then Mason and Y/N could pay them back. Now neither of them knew of this so when they saw that the house sold they were upset but moved on. 

It was now 5 weeks and they had another appointment and this time they were going to be able to hear the heartbeat of the baby. Mason drove over to pick Y/N up and they headed off to the appointment. When they arrived Y/N was more confident going in then the first time they went in. They signed in and waited. When their name was called they walked back and waited for the doctor. About 10 minutes later Dr. Hayes walked in. “Good morning mom and dad.” She greeted and they greeted back “How is the mother doing?” She directed the question to both of them.

“I’m doing well. The morning sickness is getting old but we’re making it through.” Y/N said and squeezed Mason’s hand and smiled which made Dr. Hayes smile.

“Excellent!” She said “The morning sickness will get better, trust me I have 3 kids of my own.” She said and everyone chuckled. “Are we ready to see your baby and hear the heartbeat?” She asked and they both nodded. Mason helped Y/N lift her shirt up and smiled when he saw the small bump starting to form. Dr. Hayes spread the gel over Y/N’s stomach and she shivered “Sorry.” Dr. Hayes said and Y/N shook her head.

“It’s ok.” She said and the wand ran over her stomach until it came across the fetus.

“There they are.” Dr. Hayes said “Ready to hear the heartbeat?” She asked and both Mason and Y/N nodded. She smiled and turned on the sound and the heartbeat filled the room and both Mason and Y/N started to cry.

“That’s our baby.” Mason said and kissed Y/N’s head and tears fell on top of her head and she smiled her tears and smiled. 

“Yes it is.” Y/N said and Dr. Hayes smiled she loved seeing couples so in love. The appointment was over quickly and they walked out of the building on cloud 9.

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1-4 months 

During the 1 month of being pregnant everyone was quickly getting used to Y/N and Mason becoming parents. The hormones started and it terrified the men but the women helped her through it and were unphased by it. Carole and Judy were the most helpful and the men helped too but not in full depth of the women but they were still there. 

One night when she was 2 months pregnant she had woken up in the middle of the night craving Oreos and peanut butter with pickles. “Mason?” She whispered not wanting to wake up Jake and Bradley. Mason stirred but didn’t wake up and that angered her “Mason?!” She whispered, yelled and kicked him.

“What? What? I’m up.” He said with a start looking around and now she felt bad for waking him up as he came face to face with her.

“I want Oreos and peanut butter with hot and spicy pickles.” She said trying to sit up and he helped her. Mason sighed and nodded. Since becoming pregnant her spice tolerance had skyrocketed.

“Do you want me to go and get them and bring them back up here or do you want to go downstairs?” He asked, already moving to get out of bed and throw on a shirt and his sweatpants.

“Downstairs. I don’t want crumbs in the bed.” She said and he helped her get up and they walked downstairs and into the kitchen. She sat down while he got the stuff he brought it over to her and set it down and opened the pickles for her. “Can you grab a knife?” She asked bashfully.

“As you wish.” He said and they both chuckled and when he got it he went and sat next to her and she began to eat not paying attention to him. As she ate a few Oreos with peanut butter on them she then turned to the pickles and repeated the steps. She looked up at Mason. He had a look of disgust on his face and she raised an eyebrow.

“What?” She asked and he shook his head.

“Nothing, Babe.” He said and about that time Jake and Bradley walked downstairs after hearing the noise and talking.

“Everyone ok?” Jake asked and Y/N nodded.

“The baby was hungry.” She said 

“For what?” Bradley asked as they walked further into the kitchen.

“Oreos with peanut butter and hot and spicy pickles.” Mason said with a grimace and the fathers made the same face. They thought they would be used to this by now but apparently not.

“Hey don’t knock it until you try it.” She said and happily munched away. Bradley and Jake stayed up for a little bit until they decided to go back to bed but Y/N was wide awake. So Mason and her stayed up and watched some TV and eventually fell asleep and that is how Jake and Bradley found them the next morning.

By 3 months her bump had popped and everyone loved it. Carole and Judy fussed over them and she loved it. The house they wanted was going to be a surprise; they just had to get everything in order before presenting it to the couple. They also wanted to get it furnished with the essentials before anything happened. They were going to have the baby shower there and break the news but as a separate gift. 

They also got to feel the baby kick for the first time as a couple. It was after they both got off of work and were at her house watching TV when she felt a flutter in her stomach and then it happened again and so she quickly grabbed Mason’s hand and it startled him. "What? What's wrong?" He asked and she didn't say anything and that was making him panic but she was smiling and then he felt it and broke down in tears.

"You feel it?" She asked and he nodded.

"Our little baby." He said and reached down and kissed her belly and she ran both hands through his hair. 'Yea' she thought 'he's gonna be a great dad.'  The baby kicked quite often and everyone got to feel it. It was always harder when it wasn't Mason or Y/N for some reason. 

At 4 months Mason had not left her side and he had practically taken up residence at the Bradshaw-Seresin household and Jake and Bradley did not care, not in the least bit. Her hormones were in full swing and everyone learned to stay clear of her and learned to think before speaking. 

One night they had decided to have a get together with all the family and The Daggers. Everyone had just arrived and everything was going smoothly until Javy spoke up “Y/N you look amazing!” He said they had seen her throughout every now and then but they were still amazed when they saw her. She began to cry and Javy froze.

“I look fat, just admit it! Nothing fits!” She exclaimed and Mason was quick to calm her down.

“No, Babe. You don’t look fat! You look amazing. Javy did not mean it in a negative way.” He said and she nodded and turned to look at him.

“I’m sorry Javy.” She said and went over to hug him and he hugged her back.

“It’s alright. I really didn't mean it in a negative way. You look amazing.” He said and she started to cry more as they released each other. Bob cut in.

“You really are amazing, Darling.” He said and went over to hug her and she nodded. They released each other. 

The rest of the evening went without a hitch and then one of her cravings hit her. This time it was Chili Cheese Fritos and mayonnaise. "Mason?" Y/N said and nudged him. 

"Hmmm?" He answered and turned his full attention to her. They were all sitting outside around the porch.

"Can you please get me the Chili Cheese Fritos and mayonnaise?" She asked looking up at him and he nodded totally used to the cravings that she was having.

"Of course. I'll be right back." He said and patted her thigh and kissed the side of her head and got up. Everyone had stopped and looked at them and they had smiles on their faces. Mason truly did love that girl and that baby. When she turned to face them after he had disappeared into the house and she blushed madly. 

"What?" She asked, hands on her stomach rubbing it.

"Nothing sweetheart. You two are just so adorable." Judy said. 

Mason came back with the chips and the squeezable mayonnaise and a plate. "Here you go, Babe." He said and sat back down next to her and opened everything and she just smiled and happily munched away. Everyone grimaced but she just shrugged.

"Don't knock until you try it." She said and went back to eating. The rest of the night went all like normal and nothing bothered them anymore.

5-7 months

They had an appointment at 5 months to check on everything and had the option to find out the gender but denied it wanting it to be a surprise though they had their suspicions. Her cravings were still weird and they were getting weirder by the minute but Mason got her whatever she wanted and he did it happily. It was during movie night when another craving had hit. It was Flaming Hot Cheetos and popcorn. Y/N and Mason were at his house and they were having a movie night. 

"Does anyone want food before we start?" Judy asked at the entrance of the living room. 

"Please. Popcorn and Flaming Hot Cheetos." Y/N said and Judy smiled and nodded. They were used to her cravings and had basically everything on hand. The popcorn was ready in 2 minutes and she brought out some water as well and they settled to watch the movie even though she did have to get up several times to make a bathroom break. When she was done she would sit down next to Mason who would cuddle her.

6 months came quickly and she always got hungry at certain hours of the night. When Mason couldn't be there with her then Bradley and Jake doted on her. It was one of those rare occasions that Mason wasn't there and it was 3 AM in the morning. She waddled her way to her parents' room and went to Bradley's side, they slept lightly just so they could hear her if she needed them.

"Daddy?" She whispered and shook him gently and he was up in an instant. He woke up and looked up at her.

"What's wrong, Honey?" He asked which woke Jake up.

"Everything ok, Sweets?" He asked. 

"I'm hungry." She said looking down and they smiled.

"What do you want?" Bradley asked

"Chick-fil-A. Hot and spicy chicken sandwich with fries and Chick-fil-A sauce." She said as they both started to get up. Thankfully the Chick-fil-A was open 24/7. Once Jake and Bradley were in sweatpants and their shirts they headed downstairs with their pregnant daughter. 

"I'll go and get it. Bradley, you stay here with her." Jake said and they nodded as they helped her down the steps. Once she was safely down Bradley took her to the couch and turned on the TV while Jake grabbed a hoodie that was laying around and threw it on and left, but not before kissing both of the people he loved.

"Daddy?" She asked, turning to Bradley.

"Yes, Honey?" He asked, turning his attention to her.

"Are you and Pops upset with Mason and I? You know for getting pregnant." She asked shyly. 

"We were at first but accidents happen and we understand that so does Bob and Judy. We're just glad you both waited until you were out of high school. We'll love you all three of you no matter what. This baby," he paused and put his hand on her stomach with her permission "is gonna be so spoiled, just like you were." He said and the baby kicked his hand almost like they didn't want Bradley touching his momma and they laughed "They're gonna be so protective." Bradley said and took his hand away. 

"We weren't planning on getting pregnant this soon but Mason is just the best. I wanna marry him some day." She said and Bradley smiled.

"You two are gonna make such good parents." He said and hugged her and she hugged back, well the best she could. Jake arrived back after 20 minutes to them hugging but didn't say anything, just smiled and brought the food over the lemonade that she forgot to ask for but he knew that she would've wanted it. She smiled as she ate as they were watching TV and then afterwards she fell asleep between both of her parents and that is how Mason found them the next morning. He smiled and took a picture and sent it out. 

7 months is when they decided a baby shower was needed. Bradley, Jake, and Bob, more like Jake, decided to blindfold them and drove them to their new house. 

"Where are we going?" Mason asked.

"You'll find out when we get there." Bob said and they heard Y/N sigh and the chuckled ever since she got pregnant he patience had been running low. "We're almost there." He added feeling bad for her, the baby kicked feeling that their mother was upset. 20 minutes later they arrived and parked "Ok we're here." Bob said and the three men got out and then helped their kids out. The women of the family along with Ice, Maverick, and Slider were already there. Once they got the kids to the front lawn they took the blindfolds off and they blinked adjusting to the light.

"Ok guys, very funny. Way to tease us with the house that we can't have." Y/N said but nobody said anything then Jake pulled out a key and she grew confused. "What's this?" She asked.

"This is the key to your guy's house. We bought it and decided you can pat us back." Jake said and Y/N burst out crying.

"Oh, Honey it's ok. We know how much you wanted it." Bradley said and came up and hugged his daughter. 

"Thank you, Daddy, Pops, and Bob." She said through the tears. 

"We also knew a realtor and they owed a favor so we got it for cheaper." Bob said and that just made her cry harder everyone ended up hugging her and Mason. They were really good parents. 

They walked into the house and it was beautiful exactly what they had dreamed of. The women were there to greet them and hugged them and then they started to get ready for the shower. They told everyone to be there at 3 PM and when it hit that time they were there then again what did you expect from a bunch of Navy personnel. Some of Mason’s and Y/N's friends came too and they were jealous but were so happy for them. The shower was a lot of fun. Most of the time guys wouldn't be there for the shower but not these men, they were going to be there every step of the way. 

"Do you guys know the gender?" Emily, a friend of Mason and Y/N, asked.

"No, we decided for it to be a surprise. We have our suspensions." Mason answered as Y/N took a drink of water.

"Oh? What are they?" Amanda, another friend of both of them.

"Mason says boy and I say girl." Y/N answered and then everyone started with their predictions. Jake, Bradley, Bob, and Carole all thought it was a boy and Ice, Slider, Maverick, and Goose thought it was a girl. Everyone had a great time. Everyone left with a small smile on their face at the end of it. The parents and grandparents stayed to help clean up and put things away. Mason and Y/N finally got the tour of their house and it was perfect.

Nothing new really happened during her 7 months besides her belly getting bigger and her back was hurting. Mason felt so made for her he wanted to do something. He was scrolling through TikTok one day and saw where a husband picked up his wife's stomach to relieve the pressure and he decided to try it. They had moved into their new house and settled in. Y/N was doing some laundry. Mason came up behind her and what she thought was a hug but was confused when he put his hands underneath her bump. "What are you doing?" She asked and he kissed the side of her head and then gently picked up her belly and she all but moaned at the sweet sweet relief. 

"Feel better?" He asked and she nodded.

"Stay." She said and chuckled. 

"I got some stuff to do. I'm gonna put it back down." He said and she whined but agreed. He gently set the baby bump down and she whined but she turned around and kissed him.

"I wouldn't mind if you do that every now and then." She said and he laughed that deep chested laugh that she loved.

"As you wish." He said and kissed her and let her get back to the laundry while he did some things around the house.

8 months

By the time she was 8 months pregnant she was ready for it to be over and she voiced this on several occasions. Everyone laughed but said that it would be worth it when that little bundle of joy was gonna be here. She believed it. Morning sickness wasn't really that bad but for some reason when 8 months hit, it hit strongly. She was vomiting at least every hour and would not stop. She even called off work though they did offer maternity leave but she wanted to work until she couldn't but this sickness decided for her. 

When Mason had come home from work he heard the sound of vomiting and immediately ran to her side. "Babe. What's wrong?" He asked. Rubbing her back.

"I'm not feeling so well. Started when 8 months hit." She said just for another wave to go through and she stuck her head back into the toilet. 

"Have you talked to Carole or Mom?" Mason asked and she nodded. 

"Yes, they were over here earlier this morning." She said and then another round of vomit ran through her. He put a hand on her forehead and she was hot to the touch and she was sweating.

"Darling, you're burning up." He said she didn't reply too since she was too busy throwing up.

"I'll be fine. I'll take some medicine." She said and waved it off which was a mistake.

The sickness went on for a week and she was hardly eating even though she did try but was not able to keep anything down. It was during the day on a Saturday she was feeling a little bit better but not much when they were doing some stuff around the house before heading to Carole and Goose's house. Mason noticed he was wobbly on her feet but didn't press because he knew she hated that. He stayed close to her and when she started to look pale he called out to her "Y/N." He used her real name. When she didn't answer he walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder she dropped and he caught her. "Woah." He was now panicking. He did the only thing he knew who to call 911. 

"911, what's your emergency?" The 911 operator said.

"My name is Mason Floyd and my 8 month pregnant girlfriend just passed out. She had been sick for about a week, we thought it was morning sickness and she was running a fever. She said that she was  better this morning. It's all my fault I should’ve taken her in." Mason said.

"Is she breathing? This is not your fault or hers. Accidents happen and nobody is perfect or catches everything." They asked and that made him feel a little bit better.

"Yes she's breathing." He said

"Did she hit her head?" They asked

"No, I caught her before she went down." He said

"Ok. I'm sending an ambulance. They'll be there in 10." They said

"Thank you." Mason said and they both hung up. 

True to the 911 operator's word, 10 minutes later they were there knocking on the door and he was quickly going to open it and then back to her. They exchanged greetings and then they were tending to Y/N. Since she was pregnant they quickly loaded her up and to the hospital. He followed them in his truck and called his father and thankfully everyone was together. 

"Hey Mason." Bob said

"Is everyone there?" He asked 

"Yes." He heard the chorus of voices "Are you both on your way?" Carole's voice said.

"Good. No. We're on our way to the hospital." Mason said

"What?!" A chorus of voices said and then they heard the sirens.

"Yea she fainted and I caught her. She wasn't responsive when they loaded her up. She's been violently sick for a week. We just thought it was just morning sickness." Mason explained. 

"We'll be there soon. You drive safely. Miramar Navy Hospital?" Jake asked.

"Yes. I love you guys." Mason said.

"We love you too." Everyone said and then hung up.

When Mason arrived with the ambulance they had already taken her back. He checked in with the front desk and then went and sat in the waiting room. Not even 5 minutes later the rest of the family was rushing in. Everyone hugged him and asked him what was going on but he said that he didn't know and they wouldn't tell him.

3 hrs later the doctor was coming out and calling out her name and Mason went up to him along with Bradley and Jake. "I'm Dr. Jax. I've called Dr. Hayes and she are coming by to check on the baby and mom. It seems like her appendix decided to rupture but we were able to get everything out and now she is recovering." The doctor said and everyone sighed in relief. "A nurse will take you to her room." He said and they nodded. They went to the family and told them what happened and they decided that the three men should go. When the nurse came to take them they followed nervously. When they reached the room they saw her asleep and heard her and the baby's heart and Jake and Bradley had tears pricking their eyes. It took them back to when Y/N was born and when Dakota was in the hospital. It also brought them back to when she wrecked after they had been in a huge fight.

20 minutes is how long they had to wait for her to wake up and when she did they explained everything. Once she was up for visitors and after Dr. Hayes came to check on both of them and they allowed the others to come in. Everyone teared up at hearing the baby's heartbeat. They were just glad they both were ok. 

Usually they would've been released in a week but since she was pregnant they wanted to keep her 2 weeks. Everyone understood and agreed with it.

9 months and birth

The last month of her pregnancy was stressful and she was now ready for it to be over. February 28th was when the baby was due and it was currently 2 weeks before the due date. Honestly she was scared especially what happened to Dakota, Jake's sister and the one who carried her for 9 months. She had gone and visited her work and they loved seeing her and couldn't wait for the baby to be born. All The Daggers have seen her throughout and it seemed like each time they did they brought gifts. Mason had packed all three go bags and had them already in his truck. 

Their plans to go to the Naval Academy were put on hold but they had a lot of connections so it was ok. They wanted to spend time with their family and soon to be child. Y/N had completely recovered from her emergency surgery and now it was a waiting game. Carole and Judy had come over to her house while the men went out to grab some stuff and spend some time together. "You both are really going to wait until the baby is here to figure out the gender aren't you?" Judy asked with a smile and Y/N nodded as they all sat around the table that held different snacking food and other things to keep busy.

"We want it to be a surprise." She said and both women smiled at that.

"Completely understand that. I wanted to wait but Goose wanted to know what your dad was gonna be and secretly I wanted to know." Carole said as she fiddled with what she was doing. Little baby Floyd was being active inside her probably moving into position but they were kicking her to no end. 

"They're being active." She said as she took in a sharp breath when they kicked her in the ribs and Carole and Judy looked up at her as she was rubbing her stomach to try and soothe the active baby. She was taking short breaths and trying to hide the pain but she was not fooling anyone, after a few minutes the pain stopped. 

The kicking continued but she was slowly getting used to it. When the boys came back everyone had decided to stay around for supper, Y/N and Mason didn't mind they loved family time. They got plenty of time together and will when Baby Floyd is here. They decided to give the baby Mason's last name to cause less confusion and maybe when they get married Y/N might switch her name but they still had time to figure that out. The men nor the women wouldn't let her do anything so she just had to sit there which made her upset and that made Baby Floyd upset and he kicked her in the ribs again. "Mason, your child is being active." She said and Mason walked over to her and kissed her.

"Why are they my child when they do something?" He asked with a chuckle and everyone joined in. 

"Because they get upset when I'm upset." She said and then groaned in pain and that concerned Mason. 

"What? What's wrong?" He asked and she didn't speak and grabbed his hand and squeezed it. He looked up and saw the other family members looking at them after 20 seconds she went back to normal and she could breathe again.

"I'm ok. Just some pain." She said "If you wanna help me up, I gotta pee." She said and Mason nodded and helped his girlfriend up. As she was walking to the bathroom with Mason behind her she paused, grabbed the back of the couch and his hand and squeezed hard. Judy and Carole came over and helped them and once the pain faded she stood up.

“Honey, I think you’re having contractions.” Carole said and that got the men’s attention.

“What? No. I have two weeks left until the 28th.” Y/N panicked “My water hasn’t even broken yet.” She continued as another wave of pain passed through her. “They’re just Braxton Hicks.” She said to convince herself and the others but she wasn’t fooling anyone. A contraction ripped through her and she went back to squeezing Mason’s hand and it hurt him but he wasn’t going to complain especially when the woman he loved and the mother of his child was in pain. 

“Sweets, I think we need to get you to the hospital.” Jake said and she shook her head.

“No. I’m ok.” She said and just about that time her water broke and it seemed like a pressure was lifted off of her. “No no no no.” She shook her head “This can not be happening.” She said and by now everyone was over by her and Mason.

“Like it or not, Chick. Your baby is coming.” Goose said just as another contraction hit and she grimaced and she nodded. Everything moved in a controlled chaos movement. Mason and Bob helped Y/N to Mason’s truck while everyone was getting things that everyone would need and Maverick and Ice locked the door. Mason was already out of the driveway and on the way to the hospital with the others following. 

“Mason, they can’t be coming now. It’s too early.” Y/N said as another contraction hit and she squeezed his hand and started to cry.

“I know, Darling. Everything is going to be ok.” Mason said and they arrived at the hospital in just 20 minutes. Mason haphazardly parked in front of the hospital and Ice and Maverick were right behind him and Ice helped Mason get Y/N out and then got in his truck and moved to park it. 

Mason led Y/N in the front doors and to the nurses station. “My girlfriend’s water just broke about 20 minutes ago and has been in labor ever since.” Mason spoke hurriedly as the nurse nodded and took the information down that he continued to tell her and motioned for another nurse who had a wheelchair. Y/N was breathing heavily and rubbing her stomach and doing some breathing exercises that she had read about and learned from Carole and Judy. 

“Ok, we’re going to get you all up to labor and delivery and we’ll be on our way.” She said and they nodded as she was being wheeled up to an elevator. Bradley and Jake had been right behind them capturing the first available spot open. A few minutes later everyone was there and heading in behind them. When they reached the floor everyone waited out in the lobby. Dr. Hayes was called and had luckily been there at the hospital. They got Y/N settled in a room and now they had to wait. She was nervous but ready. Her contractions were close together but she was not yet 10 cm dilated. 

“I want Dad and Pops in the delivery room with us.” Y/N said as she laid in the hospital room and Mason nodded he understood and he wanted his parents in there too but wasn’t going to say anything but he didn’t need to “I also want Bob and Judy too.” She said and Mason almost cried he loved this woman. Nurses and Dr. Hayes was in and out and they were glad that she had reached 10 cm after 15 hrs,3 AM on February 12th they left the house at 12:20 PM February 11th . They voiced their requests to Dr. Hayes and she nodded before they knew it Jake, Bradley, Bob, and Judy were in the room. 

“Everyone is out there waiting to meet this bundle of joy.” Jake said and Mason and Y/N smiled they loved The Daggers after all they helped raise them. They stood off to the side and waited to be told what to do.

“Ok, Momma, next contraction I want you to push.” Dr. Hayes said and Y/N nodded breathing heavily. The next contraction hit and she pushed.

“You’re doing great.” Mason said she gave him a glare.

“You are never touching me again.” She said and everyone chuckled having heard the threats before. 

“You got it, Darling.” Mason said, pushing her hair away from her sweaty forehead.

“I fucking hate you.” She said on the next contraction. She took a break.

“Almost there, Momma. The baby is crowning.” Dr. Hayes said and Y/N laid back for a brief moment.

“You got this Y/N/N.” Bob said and she didn’t say anything. 

“You’re doing great and I love you so much.” Mason said and kissed her forehead. 

“Get the fuck out.” She said looking at him and he looked surprised but was getting ready to walk out when she burst out crying “No, don’t go! I’m sorry.” She said and Mason knew it was the pain talking so he wasn’t going to hold it against her.  “Daddy, Pops?” She asked and they walked up to her.

“We’re here, Honey.” Bradley said hating the pain that their daughter was going through.

“You’re doing great, Sweets.” Jake said and she nodded her head with tears running down her face. They were worried especially after what had happened to Dakota but they knew Y/N was strong and could pull through this. Dakota was strong too but something in her body wasn’t and it ended in tragedy.

“You’re doing great.” Dr. Hayes said and Mason kissed her head and the next contraction hit and she pushed. “Ok, I see the head. Push hard.” She said and Y/N did and then the pressure was released and the sweet sound of a baby crying was heard. “Congratulations, Mom and Dad. You have a healthy baby boy that has a set of lungs on him.” She said and Mason and Y/N smiled “Dad, do you want to cut the cord?” She asked and Mason nodded. She showed him where to cut and the baby was placed on the chest of Y/N and the baby boy immediately settled down. “Do we have a name?”

“Yes.” Mason said and looked at Y/N and nodded.

“Ethan Dakota Floyd.” She said as Ethan was taken away to be cleaned up and when he wasn’t in his mother’s arms he was using those lungs. He was quickly cleaned up and handed back to her. Jake started to cry when he heard the name granted everyone was crying when he was born but that just made him cry harder. Once everything was clear and the placenta was passed Dr. Hayes and the nurses left and Y/N and Mason were taken to the maternity ward while Mason went and let everyone know what they had and everyone cheered and congratulated them. 

Once she was up for visitors everyone came and saw and then left Carole, Goose, Maverick, Ice, and Slider promised to be back and said that they wanted the parents and the now parents to spend time together. Everyone understood. When they left Y/N let out a yawn. “Go to sleep, Darling. Ethan is fine, especially with everyone here.” Mason said and she nodded and closed her eyes and fell asleep. Mason held his baby boy and looked at him in awe, many pictures were taken and the parents smiled. Each of them got to hold little Ethan and he fussed but soon settled down and was sleeping away. When Mason let out a yawn he pulled up a chair and fell asleep after everyone said it was ok. Mason grabbed Y/N’s hand and they slept peacefully. 

Jake now had a hold of his grandson and he smiled at him “Hey, Ethan. You’re going to be one loved little boy. You’re so lucky to have Y/N and Mason as your parents.” He said and smiled again when his eyes opened for a brief moment to show those bright blue eyes and the gummy smile and then went back to sleep. It took him back to when he first held Y/N and she did that.

It had been after they removed Dakota’s body and moved Jake and Bradley to another room. Jake had a hold of Y/N. There was still pain from losing his sister but all that disappeared when his little girl opened her eyes to look at him and then smiled and fell back to sleep but not before putting a small hand on his cheek. He just started to bawl. He made a promise to her and he promised not to break it. 

After a few minutes Bradley was making grabby hands towards his grandson and Jake reluctantly handed him over. Ethan cried for a brief second not liking to be away from the warmth and that made Y/N and Mason stir but Ethan quickly settled down. Bradley smiled at the movement; it was the same one Y/N did when she was passed to Bradley from Jake.

Jake had wanted to go and get something to eat for the both of them so he passed their little girl off to Bradley. Y/N cried for the briefest moment but when she felt that she was in his arms she settled down and curled into him. He just smiled, “You’re already so loved.” He told her and she smiled back and wrapped the tiniest hand around his finger. She just looked so small in the arms of the Naval Aviator.

Bradley and Jake just kept flashing back to when they held their daughter and each time it brought tears to their eyes. Now they were here with their daughter who just had her first kid. Judy and Bob loved little Baby Ethan so much too. They were shocked when they heard the news about them being pregnant but supported them and now that Ethan was here it was worth it. 

Bradley and Jake just kept flashing back to when they held their daughter and each time it brought tears to their eyes. Now they were here with their daughter who just had her first kid. Judy and Bob loved little Baby Ethan so much too. They were shocked when they heard the news about them being pregnant but supported them and now that Ethan was here it was worth it. 

When both Mason and Y/N were up a nurse came in and said it was time for a feeding. Bob, Judy, Jake, and Bradley stepped out of the room while the parents learned how to feed. It was decided that Y/N would breastfeed Ethan. So they were shown how to make him latch and immediately and each time Ethan latched and they laughed he was definitely going to be like his daddy and love food. Once everything was taken care of the grandparents came back in. Every hour a nurse came in to check on them and offered to take Ethan down to the nursery but they refused wanting to spend every second with them and they had other people in the room if Y/N needed a break. The nurse nodded and understood but to let her know if they changed their mind. 

Carole, Goose, Maverick, and Ice all came in and saw the little baby boy that looked like the perfect mix of Y/N and Mason. Ethan took a huge liking to all of them, especially Goose and he made it known and they knew Goose would never live that down, then again Y/N was the same way.

 Y/N and Mason couldn’t wait to take Ethan home and begin their lives. Jake was right, they are and were going to be great parents but then again, they learned from the best. They had the best support system and help when they needed it. They were glad they had them in their lives.

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Teen spirit

Pairing: Carl Grimes × reader, Maggie Greene × sister reader

Warnings: Blood, character death

Chapter: 5.04

“You still miffed that you’re staying?”

You tried to frown at Daryl’s question but couldn’t help but let the seriousness slip and laugh. You were ecstatic on the inside and doubted anything could knock you off the cloud you were drifting on. Beth was alive. Daryl had returned without Carol, but a boy named Noah was with him, who informed your group that Beth was alive. The same people who had taken Carol had taken your older sister, so now Rick was leading the way to bring the both of them back.

Once Beth and Carol were back, you’d be able to regroup with Maggie and Glenn. It filled your heart with so much joy that soon you could be with both your sisters again.

Of course you wanted to go rescue Beth with them, but Rick wouldn’t allow it; he said it was too dangerous, which you understand. “I wasn’t miffed, just disappointed.”

“Yeah right,” Daryl ruffles your hair, and he glances down at the hole you were digging. “That’s a good trench; I’ll see if I can get anymore wood and shit for it before I go.”

Most of the group had made spears out of wood from the pews in the church. You placed the DIY spears in front of the trenches surrounding the building so that any walkers that got too close would be impaled on them.

“Thanks.”

Not long after Daryl and Sasha handed you smaller pieces of wood for you to make smaller weapons out of, all of the group minus you, Carl, Father Gabriel, Michonne, and Judith stayed behind. Soon as they leave, Carl and Michonne nail the door shut to help slow down anyone or anything trying to get inside the church. The hammering noise causes Judith to cry, so you go and pick her up from the makeshift crib.

“Hey, hey, what’s all the noise about?” You ask gently, trying to shush her as you do. “The banging will stop in a moment, and then you go back to sleep.”

Hearing a scratching noise, you glance over at Gabriel, who is frantically trying to scratch dried blood off the wooden floors.

He was definitely starting to show signs he’s coming unhinged.

—

You smile brightly at Judith as she giggles, feeling your finger move over her tummy. Carl sits down beside you; he looks pleased to see his baby sister happy. He rubs his finger over her cheek gently. “What’s so funny, Judy?”

“She liked having her name spelled out on her tummy,” you explain, before tickling her.

Carl looks at you slightly confused. “Her name spelled out?”

“My mom used to spell out words on mine and Beth’s back during bath time, and we’d need to guess what it was.”

Teasingly, he says, “It sounds lame.”

Your brows raise in amusement. “Turn around.”

Carl let out a deep sigh, pretending he didn’t want to do as you asked, but he began laughing the minute you spelled out the first letter.

“Z…o…m… Are you really spelling out zombie?”

You burst out laughing, “Okay, so it’s not that hard, but when we were kids, it was pretty fun to play. Plus, my mom would always pick bigger words; I’d always get so mad because Beth always got the ones I couldn’t spell right.”

He offers you a kind smile before picking Judith up and hugging her. Quietly, he says, “I tried to help Gabriel choose a weapon, but I think I just upset him.”

“He’s been isolated for so long, I don’t think he fully understands how bad things are.”

“I know; I just wish he would let us help prepare us.”

“He will come around eventually,” you said, letting Judith hold your finger with her whole hand. “I didn’t know much about the world outside my daddy's farm until the day he needed to help save a young boy's life.”

—

You and Carl remained sitting on the floor of the church, playing with Judith, until yelling from outside, followed by banging at the door, caught your attention. “Is that Father Gabriel?”

Michonne starts to break off the wooden slabs, preventing the door from opening. Carl hands you his sister before going to help her. Soon as the door opens, Gabriel falls to the floor, then hurry’s to scramble back up before the small herd of walkers burst into the church. You all follow Gabriel into his office, where you discover he’s put a hole in the floor that leads outside by ripping up the floorboards. When you hear scratches on the other side of the door, which was threatening to burst open, you nudge Carl to go. He jumps into the crawl space first, then you hand him Judith, then do the same thing seconds later.

When you reach outside, Carl helps you stand with his free hand. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, are you?”

He nods before trying to calm Judith, who had begun crying with all the fast movements and loud noises going on around her. Michonne crawls out next, and the three of you wait nervously to see if Father Gabriel will make it out.

“Do you think he's…” You trail off, not wanting to finish the sentence, but are pleasantly surprised when you see a hand holding a bloody machete reaching out from underneath the church. You rush over and offer Gabriel your hand to help him stand up.

“Let’s go,” Michonne says, waving for you to follow. She makes her way to the front of the church and re-locks the doors, trapping the walkers inside.

—

You pace back and forth, trying to think of what to do next. You had hardly any supplies between you and enough baby food to last two days at most. “Do you think we would be able to clear the church?”

“No,” Michonne says, shaking her head. “Not with just us.”

Before you can say anything else, a fire truck comes speeding towards the church. Carl grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you back into the tree line, keeping you out of view of whoever it is.

The fire trucks smash into the front of the church, collapsing the front of the roof, making it impossible for anyone to go back inside. When the side of the truck opens and you notice your sister coming out, you run over to her with your arms wide open.

“Maggie!”

Glenn joins in on the hug and asks, “What the hell happened here?”

You pull back from the hug and say, “The dead got inside, but it’s not important; Beth is alive!”

Maggie’s eyes become glossy. “She’s alive?”

“She’s at a hospital in Atlanta,” Michonne confirms. “Rick and the others have gone to get her.”

Tears of happiness fall from Maggie’s eyes. She pulls you in for another hug and kisses the crown of your head. It wouldn’t be long until the three of you were reunited at last.

—

“Wait here,” Maggie says, closing the side door of the truck. “There’s still dead roaming around; stay in the truck until we clear the area.”

You roll your eyes and slump back into the chair. Maggie just shakes her head and softly laughs before walking off.

You watch as the group takes out the few walkers that approach them. You bounce your knees in anticipation, waiting for Beth to appear at any moment. You missed her so much; you missed her hugs, the braids she used to braid your hair, and you even missed hearing her singing, which used to drive you crazy. You try to distract yourself by focusing on Judith, who was babbling away in her brother's arms.

“There’s my dad,” Carl says, leaning forward to look past you. “Oh shit, y/n, I think something is wrong.”

You don’t hear what Carl says next to you as your eyes lock on to the figure in Daryl’s arms. “Beth!”

Carl figures it out before you and tries to reach for your hand, but you snatch it away, swing open the door, and jump down out of the fire truck. “Beth, Beth!” When you almost reach Daryl, you can see the red staining her blonde hair. “Why is there blood in her hair?”

Before you can get any closer, Rick spins and blocks your view. “Don't; you don’t want to see her like this.”

Your legs give way, and you crumble to the ground, sobbing. Beth was gone. Your sister was dead.