"Kook stop pacing, everything will be fine," Namjoon tugs my arm stopping me mid-stride.

"I can't! I'm so damn angry, can you believe what they were trying to imply?! What if things aren't okay? What if they win?" my blood is boiling, my nerves are shot and I can't relax.

"I doubt they will win, Jungkook. If they do, we will handle it, together, like we have everything else," Jin places his hand on my shoulder giving it a squeeze.

The anxiety that was overflowing out of me starts to lessen as Jimin walks into the courthouse carrying my whole world. As soon as she sees me, her face lights up and her chubby little arms lift up towards me.

I quickly rush over and scoop her into my arms smothering her with kisses, causing her to giggle and cup my face as she presses her open mouth to my cheek. I hold her close, inhaling her soft baby smell, and thank Jimin for watching her today.

"Don't worry about it, man. She was an angel. Right, little Darlin'?'" he coos at her.

"My baby's here?!" Tae shouts excitedly as he comes back from the bathroom.

He rushes over to take her from my arms, but she turns away from him with a grunt and clings onto my shirt. I pat her back as she rests her cheek against my chest, a huge smile on my face.

"She's my baby," I laugh at Tae's pout.

"Are you not feeling well, Honey?" Tae's eyes are filled with concern and he presses his hand to her forehead checking for a fever.

"I think she knew something was up, she's been saying Dada all morning," Jimin pipes up.

"Hey, the judge is ready. We have to go back in," Yoongi says to the group.

Jimin goes to take her again to wait outside the courtroom, but she again turns away from him.

"I'll just keep her with me, Jimin. She seems to be ready for a nap anyway."

He nods and we all shuffle in to sit behind the lawyers. Mr. and Mrs. Harris notice Bells right away. I notice Mrs. Harris' eyes fill with tears as Mr. Harris glares at our group. She nudges him harshly whispering at him before he turns and looks at the front of the court.

The judge makes his way up to his podium and clears his throat. He's an older man, probably in his late 60's. He looks stern and harsh and has barely said two words this whole day as the hearing proceeded. I'm scared this is the moment everything changes and, if he sides with the Harris', there isn't a thing I can do to keep them from causing harm to my daughter.

I feel a weight on my shoulder and turn to see the guys all holding on to me offering me their support. I sit up straight and square my shoulders, ready for whatever may come.

"I've listened to both sides here today in the case of little Arabella Jeon and there are some things I'd like to say. Mr. Jeon, first and foremost, I am so very sorry for the loss of your wife, it is not an easy thing to go through. On that same note, I'd like to commend you on the wonderful job you are doing with your daughter, you have a sound and loving support system set in place for her."

His words fill me with hope as he makes eye contact with Arabella shooting her a huge grin. A total contrast from the man who sat stoically all day.

"She is quite adorable and looks well cared for and happy. As for you Mr. and Mrs. Harris, you two have made some lousy choices regarding your own child, Jillian, that is your problem and your own fault. No matter what you think of Mr. Jeon and his family, they are the ones who are caring for Arabella," his voice is loud and stern and I watch as they visibly recoil under his stare.

"Remember that, because they are also the ones who were there for your daughter. Every time you accuse them of being criminals or violent, or state how absent Mr. Jeon has been, or whatever terrible thing you have made up, you are undermining your daughter's choices. 

The things you have said about your own child in the hopes of seeing your grandchild are despicable. That is not love. That is possession. Think more about Arabella and less about yourselves," he takes a long pause and I can already see the defeat in the Harris' eyes.

They know they have lost, Mrs. Harris is already sobbing and Mr. Harris' shoulders have slumped down. He looks ashamed of himself, he's no longer the proud arrogant man who walked into the courthouse this morning.

"I hereby find that there was no pre-existing relationship between grandparent and grandchild that is in danger of being broken. For the best interest of Arabella, I believe visitation with her grandparents may prove to be more harmful than beneficial at this point. Visitation is being denied with Mr. Jeon retaining the right to decide if and when he would like Arabella to see them. I sincerely hope you have taken my words to heart, Mr. and Mrs. Harris, and reflect on today. As for you Mr. Jeon, I wish you and your family nothing but the best. The court is adjourned," with a bang of his gavel, the day comes to an end. The guys and Dani all stand up cheering engulfing me and Bells into their arms.

"Excuse me," everyone lets go of me and Bells and we turn to see Mrs. Harris standing there without her husband.

She's clearly nervous, fidgeting with her fingers the same way Jelly used to. None of us say a word and she inhales a deep steadying breath before pulling out a small piece of paper and handing it to me.

"I-I just wanted to say I'm sorry for how things went today. I know I was a terrible mother to Jillian and there's nothing I can do to fix that, I did love her in my own way I just... there are things you don't know, but it's not an excuse for what I did to her. I just...if u ever change your mind, this is my information. I'm willing to do everything your way if you find it in your heart to someday let me see my granddaughter," the silence stretches between us. She takes in Bells' form trying to commit it to memory before she turns and leaves without another word.

There's a nudge to my shoulder and Yoongi gives me a smile. "Ready to go home?"

"Yeah," I give a small nod and he wraps his arm around my shoulder as we stroll out of the courthouse.

The guys are ecstatic as we make our way to the cars, their voices become loud as they chat among themselves.

"Dinner at Kookie's!" Tae shouts outside the passenger window of Jimin's car.

"Why my house?" I laugh as Jimin starts to roll up the window and Tae protests loudly.

"It's because he's on dish duty at ours," Jin tattles and climbs into the driver's seat as I strap Bells into her car seat.

The night passes with lots of laughs. Bells is passed from person to person, never being set foot on the floor as they all need extra love after the day we have had. Everyone decides to crash at my place, Hobi goes all the way home to get clothes and necessities for his girls, while Joon and Tae run back to their house to grab extra pillows and blankets. Yoongi and Jin clean up and pack away what's left for dinner while Jimin gives Bells a bath.

I hear him softly singing to her while she giggles and splashes in the tub as I walk past on my way to my room. I lock the door behind me and the weight of today finally hits me. The amount of relief I feel is bittersweet, I'm so happy that this is over and done with and I can raise Bells how I see fit, but, on the same side, I'm also going to be raising her without Jelly.

I clutch onto our wedding photo that sits beside our bed as the tears roll down my face.

"I miss you so much!"

She was beautiful, her huge smile that stayed plastered to her face that whole day. With our daughter in her belly, she agreed to marry me right there and then, on the spot, and it was one of the best days of my life. I promised to never let her down and I will hold onto that for the rest of my life.

With the help of our family, I will raise our daughter to become strong, smart, and loving just like her mother. She will grow up to be the best of both of us.

"I'll never let her forget you, baby, and we will have so much to talk about when I see you again," I clean off my face and take a breath before heading back downstairs and joining my family for the night.

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