Your P.O.V

You sir there silently, preparing yourself to finish the story. Everyone is watching you eagerly, silently willing you to complete the story. The letter your mom wrote is the only reason you know the ending. Without it, none of this would have happened and you would have never been able to figure out why your mother had acted the way he had been for all those years. You let out a sigh as you begin to tell your half of the story.

"I guess the best place to start would be to say, my mom had always acted strange at home. Whenever Allen was home, she would avoid him and try her best not to talk to him. I could never figure out why she had acted that way around him. She even found a night job just so she wouldn't have to sleep in the same bed as him. I never really thought anything of it. I just thought that she was always to busy to have time for him. But she would always have time for me. One day, she found out that Allen was actually a murderer called Vincent. I wasn't his actual kid. He must have found out that she knew who he really was and threatened her in some way. It got to the point where she wrote everything down in a letter, hid it where she knew I would dins or at some point, and killed herself before Vincent could. In the letter she wrote, she said that she still loved and Nick and that I was there child. I still don't understand why she did that, but I'm glad she did. I have a pretty amazing family because of it." You tell everyone who are all silent.

"I told you Nick that it didn't seem right that Vincent was Y/N's father. Did you listen to me, no of course you didn't because you thought it would be impossible that it could be someone else's." Mangle tells Nick.

"I never really thought anything of it." He replies.

The two of them continue to bicker over the entire matter, while you sit and watch them smiling. You turn to the others who are looking at you smiling. A warm feeling spreads over your belly, and you smile to yourself as you rub it. You freeze when your hand comes into contact with something wet. You look down to see a growing red spot on your belly. You carefully pull your shirt up to reveal a puncture wound about a half a centimetre wide. (If you use a different measuring system, centimetre is the width of your pinky finger roughly. So half a centimetre is half the width of your pinky finger). You look up to see looks of horror and shock on everyone's faces. Nick stops bickering with Mangle and looks over to you. Fear spreads across his face as he sees the blood coming from your stomach. He rushes over to you quickly and looks at your stomach.

"I'm so sorry Y/N. I promise I will find a way to save you." Nick says quickly, as he takes his shirt off and press's it to the wound on your stomach hoping to slow the bleeding down.

""Why are you sorry? this was t your fault." You reply back.

"It is my fault though. A long time ago a messed with Foxy's wiring, knowing that one day you would have his kids. I made it so that the child he conceives, would kill the mother as it's about to be born. This is how I had planned to kill you. I wanted to kill you by making you give birth to a child that you would never get to be a mother too." He tells you sadly.

You sit there stunned as you hear those words. You loom at him, who is trying to help you the best that he can. You smile as you realize that he wants you alive now which is all that matters.

"Is there a way to give birth without them killing me?" You ask cautiously, hoping it was a good answer that you would get.

"Yes. If we remove them surgically we will be able to keep all of you alive." He replies.

"Then what he be waiting for? Let's get the lass to the hospital." Foxy yells, lifting his hook into the air as he does.

Nick quickly scoops you up into his arms and pushes his way out of the pizzeria. He walks over to his car and puts you in the passengers seat. He walks back around and hops into the drivers seat. He pulls out and speeds his way in the direction of the hospital.

A/N
This was suppose to be out yesterday. It was my birthday present for you guys. It was my birthday yesterday and I had planned to release a bunch of new stuff, but some things came up and I was unable to do any of it. So here is a belated birthday present to you guys. I'll try to update more often now but no promises. I love all you Little Foxes, I'll see you all in the next chapter.

P.S 2 chapters and the epilogue left. And it's already written out.