<Skyler's POV>

2 months later.

I wake up in pain. Being nine months pregnant hurts like a bitch. Looking over to Dallas I see he is sleeping soundly.

We came back to Dally's house after Chris insisted that Darry could help with the pregnancy and that I didn't need to help her anymore. For two months we have been living soundly. Chris waits for Soda and I wait for my due date. It's a simply simple life. When I try to stand up out of bed my back screams. I cringe and pause for a moment before resuming my effort to stand up. Eventually after much struggle I get out of bed.

I look down at my big belly and rub the top of it. "You better be a good kid for all the shit I'm going through," I say to my future child. When I look back at Dally he is awake.

"Talking to yourself Skyler Elizabeth?" He asks. I look at him with a your such a dumb ass face.

"I'm talking to my daught- son? We never found out the gender," I recall. Dallas closes his eyes.

"Does it matter?" He asks in a whine. I scoff at him.

"Well ya," I say. Dallas rolls out of bed and walks over to me.

"Are you sure you want to keep the baby?" He asks. I think about adoption. About what Dallas said about orphanages.

"Aren't you the one that said we can't give it up for adoption?" Dallas looks at me and nods.

"Ya just making sure it's what you want," Dally explains. I nod my head then a shooting pain makes the hairs on my back stand on end.

"Ow!" I shout and jump back from Dallas.

"What?" He asks. I rub my stomach and shake my head in confusion.

"I just got a shooting pain and now suddenly it's gone," I explain. Dallas looks at me with an expression that asks if the baby is coming. With a shake of my head, Dallas understands that the baby isn't here. "Probably just the normal pregnancy pains."

<Dallas's POV>

Thank god the baby isn't here. I'm not mentally ready for the kid to be born. All I can think about is how easy it will be to turn into someone like my dad. Not only would I be hurting my children but my partner as well. I can't even picture Skyler beaten on the floor next to my child that is crying hysterically. I need a few more weeks to prepare myself.

Skyler and I walk, well at least I walk and Skyler waddles to the kitchen. I get her a box of cereal, a bowl, a spoon, and milk, placing all the items on the counter in front of her. Instead of eating I take a cigarette off of the kitchen table and light it. "I can't wait till I can smoke again," Skyler complains with a dreamy look on her face as she begins to eat.

"Soon broad," I say while taking another drag. Skyler looks at me confused.

"Broad?" She asks. I let my arm fall down to my side, being cautious of the burning tip. "I think I'm a little more than a broad to you," she says a little angrily.

"What do you want me to call you?" I ask carelessly.

"Your girl, or mother of your child, or possibly life partner," she suggests trailing off at the end of her sentence. I pretend not to hear her and just shrug my shoulders. To my pleasure a knock comes at the door.

"It's open!" I shout.

Chris walks in the house holding her stomach. "Good morning!" She shouts happily. Skyler smiles and slowly hops off the chair to greet Chris.

"You didn't walk all the way here did you?" I ask.

"Of course she didn't!" Two-Bit yells, sticking his head through the doorway.

"Oh jeez you weren't driving were you man?" I ask then take another drag.

"No I was," Darry says, walking through the door with Pony and Johnny following closely behind. All the sudden Skyler starts to cough and gag. I turn to her and see she is covering her mouth while she coughs and plugging her nose.

"Whats wrong," I ask confused.

"I think it's the cigarette smoke," she claims. I look at the cigarette and then back to her.

"It's never bothered you before," I state. Skyler rolls her eyes.

"I know but my body is kinda sensitive right now," she says while she looks at me like I should've known that. Then I remember that her senses are like hyped up cause of the baby.

"Well then, come on guys were going to hang out in the lot today," Chris says as she marches out of the house. We all follow suit, but Skyler isn't as enthusiastic. She seems really tired and in pain. I slow down to walk beside her as we make our way to Darry's car.

"Hey you okay?" I ask looking down at her.

"Ya, I'm just like extremely sore today," she explains.

"Okay," I say noncommittally. We make it to the car and drive to the lot. When we arrive we stand in a little circle. Usually this is the time when we break out our lighters and cigarettes, but now we know the scent is bothering Skyler so instead we just talk.

"So do you guys even have stuff for the kid?" Darry asks.

"Well of course they do, I went shopping for them last week, all Skyler did was hand me some money," Chris says happily. I look at Skyler in confusion.

"I thought you bought all that stuff," I announce. Skyler's face turns red.

"I was really tired and I didn't want to get up so I called Chris," She explains. We laugh at her and she punches my shoulder. "Ow!" She yells after punching me.

"What? My shoulder doesn't hurt that much when you punch it," I say smirking.

"Not that you idiot, I mean ow like labor pains!" Skyler shouts very annoyed with me. Chris is the first one to react. She takes Skyler's hand and walks Skyler to Darry's car.

"Hey Darry, now would be the time to start driving!" Skyler yells while getting into the backseat. Two-Bit pushes my shoulder.

"Get in the car you idiot!" He yells at me. In a trance I sprint to the car and sit beside Skyler.

"Fuck! I am not ready for this shit!" Skyler yells. I grasp her hand and she grips it hard.

"Uh Skyler Elizabeth my hand is starting to hurt," I inform her while cringing.

"Deal with it," she snarls. I decide to keep quiet for now. Pony, Johnny, and Two-Bit jump in the back and we start our drive to the hospital.

When we get there Chris helps Skyler out of the car and I walk next to them. Water starts to drip down Skyler's legs. "Uh Chris, I think her water broke," I tell my sister.

"That just means she's one step closer." We get assigned a room and Skyler changes into a paper gown. The nurses help her onto the bed and a doctor checks her progress. I stand by her head, trying desperately not to see what's going on down there.

"Chris do not leave my side cause we both know this idiot doesn't know what to do," Skyler says pointing to me. I just stand there and continue shaking profusely. The baby is coming. The thing that might look like me. The thing that I may abuse just like my father abused Chris and I.

"Dally are you okay," Chris asks. I turn to her slowly and my hands start to shake even more. My head shakes back and forth and Chris comes around the bed to me.

"I can't do it Chris, I can't be a dad," I whisper to her so Skyler can't hear me. Chris takes my hand and walks me to the corner of the room, out of ear shot.

"Is this about our dad?" I nod my head as an answer. "Oh come on Dally, you don't really think you can be that wicked," Chris pleads. "Look your girl is giving birth to your kid whether you like it or not, okay and she needs you so let's go help her," Chris says. I nod my head and we walk back to Skyler's bedside.

"Dallas I'm going to fucking kill you for doing this to me," Skyler says while breathing heavily. I roll my eyes.

"Are we going to do this again, like I said before, its a two person job," I say annoyed.

"I know sorry, god you're so fucking great," she says and then pulls my face down by my collar and kisses me. I kiss back until Chris coughs.
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Her screams ring in my ears. It's technically my fault she is screaming like this. Guilt pangs in my chest. The sweat drips off of Skyler's forehead and her hair is pulled back into a messy bun the Chris made for her. We say encouragement to her, but then suddenly with the single sound of a baby's cry we all go silent.

"Skyler you have a baby girl!" The doctor shouts happily. Skyler sighs and her head falls back into the pile of pillows. I take her hand and rub the back of it.

"You did it, you have a baby girl," I whisper to her.

"We," she corrects.

"But you did all the work," I protest. She smiles and calms down a little more. Once the doctors are done cleaning the baby, she is wrapped in a blanket and handed to Skyler.

The first thing I see is my daughter is a spitting image of Skyler although her hair isn't as extremely jet black as Skyler's.

<Skyler's POV>

Once my little girl is in my grasp I forget all the pain I have felt over the last nine months, because it was all worth it. Her cries quiet down and she falls asleep in my arms. I think back to when I was thinking about taking the abortion. I've never been more happy that I didn't do it.

"What's her name," Dally asks me. I smile while I play with her lips.

"Tibby," I say without hesitation. It's the first name that came to mind and it fits my child perfectly. I look over at Chris and she is smiling and looks on the verge of tears.

"Oh, just look at my little niece!" She says happily, "I'm going to go get everyone else," Chris announces and then practically skips out of the room with her five month pregnant belly.

<Chris's POV>

I walk into the hallway happily and once the rest of our gang sees me they stand up in excitement. "It's a baby girl, come see," I say gesturing towards the room that they are in. The guys walk fast right past me and right to the bedside where Skyler is still clutching to her child.

Dally still looks a little pale and shakes, but his eyes are locked lovingly on Tibby. "What's her name?" Pony asks.

"Tibby," Dally answers since Skyler is all to distracted with her newborn child. After a few more minutes of coddling Skyler finally looks up at Dally.

"Do you wanna hold her?" She asks with a delicate voice, a tone I've never heard from Skyler. Dally shakes his head no.

"I think it'd be better if I didn't," Dally says nervously. Skyler looks a little hurt at Dally's refusal to hold his own daughter.

"Why not, she's going to need to get to know you," Skyler states with a little anger.

"Trust me Skyler, Tibby is better off without me holding her," he protests. Skyler rolls her eyes then occupies herself once again with Tibby. I clench my fists and then motion to Dallas to come into the corner with me again.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I snarl in a whisper. Dally's shoulders sag.

"I can't hold Tibby, what if I drop her or hold her to tight or what if she cries and I loose control of my anger," Dally complains in worry. I take Dally's hand.

"Two things, one you aren't our father, you aren't evil, and two, you can't let 'what ifs' rule your life, now go hold your kid," I declare. Dally forces a weak smile and we walk back over to the bed.

<Dallas's POV>

Without even asking, I carefully scoop Tibby out of Skyler's arms and hold her to my chest softly. I quickly look to Chris for help, because I don't really know how to hold a baby. She adjusts my arms so one elbow is supporting the baby's head and neck and the other is holding the rest of Tibby.

Almost all of my nervousness floats away when I finally hold Tibby. Skyler looks at me and smiles. "Dally we never did discuss a middle name for her," Skyler reminds me. I just nod my head, not turning from the life that Skyler and I created.

"You choose, your good at names," I say carelessly.

"How about Delilah?" I freeze in the spot where I stand. Her name rings through my ears and brings up a fresh set of emotions. I see Chris is in the same position I am. "It's just a suggestion," Skyler says quickly.

"No no, I like the name, I like Tibby Delilah... what would be her last name? We aren't married so would it be Winston Hills?" I ask. Skyler bites her lip while she thinks.

"Well, it would be easier just to call her Tibby Delilah Winston, oh and is it Tibby or Tabitha, because Tibby is technically a nickname," Skyler states. Darry cuts in.

"Before you say anything else I think we should all leave you two alone to discuss these matters," Darry suggests. I nod my head in agreement and say my goodbyes as everyone walks out the door.

"So name, just Tibby Delilah Winston, not Tabitha," I conclude. Skyler nods her head in approval then holds out her arms to take Tibby back. I hand Tibby to her as gently as I possibly can, not wanting to hurt her fragile form in any way. "Hi there Tibby," Skyler coes. I must say, it's really odd to see Skyler like this. So vulnerable and sweet.

Actually I don't know if I like this Skyler at all.

A/N okay so that was a real big all Skyler and Dally chapter and no chris and soda sorry. BUT HEY TIBBY DELILAH WINSTON

I LOVE HER ALREADY! YOUR OPINIONS?

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