Peyton woke up in a panic. She sat up in bed, tears streaming down her face and she was drenched in a cold sweat and she was shaking. She looked around the room and then looked over and saw that her three boys were all cuddled up together beside her. Evander was curled up and pressed against juice's chest and Darcy was pressed up against Juice's back with his little arm wrapped around his waist.
She jumped slightly when she felt Juice touch her arm. "Hey," Juice said, realizing that she was out of sorts, "What's wrong baby girl?" He sat up, careful not to wake up Darcy and put his hand on her back. "I just had a horrible nightmare," Peyton replied quietly, "The same one. It's been awhile since I've had one, but it still felt so real." Juice leaned over Darcy and kissed her softly and then wiped the tears from her cheeks. "I'm sorry that night is still haunting you," he said quietly, "Do you have another appointment with your psych set up?" "Yeah," Peyton replied, "I was thinking yesterday about cancelling it because I was doing so well. But now, I guess I'll go. It's on Friday." "It's probably a good idea Peyton," he responded, "I can go with you if you want." "Thanks Juice," she said quietly, smiling at him, "I would like that."
Juice moved Darcy on the other side of him and then he laid down and Peyton laid down beside him. He pulled her tight against his body and kissed her neck softly. "I love you baby girl," Juice said quietly, "I love our boys and I love our new life that we are starting together. You and the kids are the most important part of my life." "We love you too," Peyton said quietly. They held each other and they fell asleep.
A couple hours later Juice was putting Darcy into his car seat in the back of the truck and Peyton was in the house helping Evander put on his shoes. "Where going Daddy?" Darcy asked, looking up at him with his big blue eyes. "We're going to see Aunty Tara buddy," Juice replied, buckling up the seatbelt, "Mommy has a doctor's appointment and we are going with her." "Is momma ok?" Darcy asked. "You bet," Juice replied, "We are going to see your new baby brother or sister today. Aunty Tara has a special camera that can show you the baby before it comes out of mommy's tummy." A big smile broke out on Darcy's face.
Once Juice got Darcy buckled in, he watched as Evander slowly made his way towards the truck. "Come on buddy," Juice said, smiling at Evander once he got to the truck, "Let's get you buckled in." "Momma said she would be a minute," Evander said quietly, "I don't think she is feeling well." Juice looked at Evander for a minute after he buckled him in. "You two stay here," Juice said, "Don't get out." They both nodded in unison and then Juice closed the doors to the truck and locked the doors.
He ran into the house and into their bedroom. Sure enough Peyton was kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet. Juice reached for her hair and pulled it back behind her and rubbed her back. "What can I do?" he asked her quietly. "What you're doing is good," Peyton mumbled, looking up at him before another wave hit her. Once she was finished she sat back on her knees and wiped her mouth with a Kleenex. "Thank you," she said quietly. "It's no problem," Juice replied, sitting on the edge of the tub, "It's the least I can do for causing you to go through this. Have you always had morning sickness this bad?" Peyton shook her head at him. "I was lucky with both of them," Peyton stated, "I experienced a little bit in weeks 8 to 12 with both of them, but nothing like this. I'm afraid to leave the bathroom."
Juice stood up. "Should I go get the boys out of the truck?" he asked her, "Or do you want to chance it?" "I think I'm ok," Peyton replied holding her hand out to him. He reached out and helped her up and she moved in and wrapped her arms around his waist. He held her and kissed her on the forehead. "You are so beautiful," Juice whispered against her cheek.
She smiled up at him and they walked out to the truck together. "Let's go meet our baby," Peyton said when she got in the truck, "What do you say boys?" She turned and smiled at Darcy and Evander. "Yeah!" they both cried out together. "I hope we have a little sister," Evander said, beaming at his mom, "Too many boys." Juice and Peyton looked at each other and laughed.
A little while later Peyton was laying on a bed in a dimly lit room. Tara was on one side and Juice and the boys were standing on the other side.
"Ok, this will be cold Peyton," Tara said quietly. She placed the ultrasound wand on Peyton's stomach and slowly started moving it around. She placed the wand on different parts of her stomach and took many pictures. "You guys see that flickering over here?" Tara said, pointing up at the screen. The boys and Juice nodded. "That is a heart beat," Tara replied, smiling over at Peyton, "There is something different here though... can someone tell me what's wrong with this picture?" Tara pointed at the screen. Juice and Peyton both looked at the screen and then Juice's eyes grew wide. "There are two flickering spots on the screen," Juice whispered, reaching for Peyton's hand.
"Peyton, has your morning sickness been about ten times worse than it was with the boys?" Tara asked. Peyton nodded her head in response. She knew exactly where Tara was going with this and she felt like she was about to puke right there on the floor. "I can explain that," Tara said, beaming at her and Juice, "You are going to be the proud parents of two beautiful babies instead of one!" "Jesus Christ," Juice mumbled, laughing quietly and looking at Peyton, "What are the chances?" "Oh my god," Peyton said, shaking her head in disbelief and looking at her boys, "Did you hear that guys?" "We get two babies?" Darcy squealed, jumping up and down and clapping his hands. "Yes you do!" Peyton replied happily.
She looked up at Tara and then over at Juice, whose hand she was still holding. "Can we do this?" Peyton questioned. "If we can overcome the crap we just went through," Juice stated, "Then we can do this. Holy shit, this is exciting!" Tara and Peyton both laughed at Juice's happiness. Juice then leaned down and kissed Peyton on the forehead. "We got this," he whispered. "Yeah," Peyton replied, "We do."
After a couple minutes and a bunch more pictures were taken, Tara lifted her head from the keyboard and looked at them. "You are approximately 8.5 weeks pregnant," Tara said, "Does that sound about right?" "I did the calculations last night before I fell asleep," Peyton replied, "And my last period was 8.5 weeks ago and Juice and I were together 8 weeks ago." "Do you still want to do the paternity test?" Tara asked her and Juice, "I'd say that's pretty accurate, but I understand if you still want to go ahead with it." Peyton felt relieved and she felt 100% sure that Juice was the father of these babies, but she looked up at him anyways with a questioning look on her face. "I don't think we have to worry about it," Juice replied, "Those calculations seem pretty accurate. I'm sure we will be able to tell once they get here anyways." "I think it's ok," Peyton replied, "No matter what, Juice will always be their father."
Juice, Peyton and the boys walked down the hall of the hospital about 15 minutes later and Chibs was sitting in the waiting room. "Is everything ok?" he asked as soon as he saw the four of them walk towards him. "Of course," Peyton replied, smiling at him and giving him a hug, "What brings you here?" "I just wanted to make sure everything was good," Chibs replied. "Were you worried?" Juice joked. "Aye," he replied before he bent down and held his fist out for Darcy, "Knock it little guy." Darcy knocked fists with Chibs and then ran around and giggled.
"I also came to say that I'm heading out to visit Tig," Chibs stated, "Did you want me to tell him anything?" Peyton looked at Juice before looking back at Chibs. "Actually, would you mind if I came with you?" Peyton asked him, "I mean, if Juice doesn't mind taking the kids for a few hours." "I don't mind," Juice replied, "I'll take them out for lunch. Maybe Jax and the boys might want to come." "I wouldn't mind at all if you came sweetheart," Chibs replied. "Good, because I want to give him something," Peyton said, "Speaking of which, these are for you Uncle Chibsy." Chibs reached out and took two small pieces of paper from her hand.
He looked at them and he glanced over at Juice and back at Peyton. "Why are there two of these?" he asked, sounding confused as he waved the sonogram pictures in front of Peyton's face. "We're having twins Chibs," Peyton replied. "Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed, breaking into a huge smile, "Congratulations you two!" Chibs hugged Juice tightly and then pulled Peyton into his arms. Peyton beamed with happiness as she hugged him back.
"Alright Juicey boy," Chibs said, "You can handle the kids for a few hours? We've gotta head out." "You bet," Juice replied, "Tell Tig I said hey."
Juice pulled Peyton into his arms and kissed her softly. "I love you beautiful," he whispered, "We'll see you when you get home." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She knew she said it and thought it so often, but she couldn't remember a time in the last 5 years that she had felt so happy. "I love you too," she replied. She knelt down in front of Evander and Darcy. "Mommy is going to visit Uncle Tig with Uncle Chibs," Peyton said to them, "Will you be good for daddy while I'm gone?" They smiled their biggest smiles and nodded their heads. "Good," she said. She kissed them both and then followed Chibs out of the hospital.
About an hour later Chibs pulled in front of Stockton Prison and they got out of her truck. "Would've been so much better if we could've ridden here," Chibs mumbled as he closed the truck door, "But nooo, you had to go and get pregnant." Peyton rolled her eyes at him. "You could've taken me on your bike," Peyton retorted, knowing full well that he would never take her on his bike while she was pregnant. "Yer shittin me right?" Chibs asked, "That would just be irresponsible." Peyton laughed and looped her arm through his. "Relax," Peyton said, "I was kidding."
They checked into Stockton and then they were escorted into the visit room. "He'll be right out," the guard said before closing the door and locking it behind them. Peyton and Chibs found a table and sat down. Peyton never felt comfortable when she was here or at any other jail for that matter. She remembered always going to visit Opie with Donna when they had the opportunity and besides seeing Opie, it was never a pleasant experience. She felt Chibs wrap an arm around her shoulder. "You ok sweetheart?" he asked her quietly. "I hate it here," Peyton replied, "I feel so uncomfortable." "Well, I think there would be something wrong if you enjoyed it here love," Chibs joked, trying to make her feel better. Peyton smirked at him and tried to relax.
The door opened a couple minutes later and in walked Tig. Peyton felt herself relax completely when she saw him. It was a rule that you were not to hug the inmates, but she wanted to break that rule so bad. Tig broke into a huge smile when he saw Peyton with Chibs. "Baby girl, it's so good to see you," Tig exclaimed as he sat down at the table across from them, "I wasn't expecting to see you. What a great surprise!" "It's good to see you too," Peyton replied, "I wish so badly that I could hug you right now." "I know baby," Tig replied, quickly reaching across the table and squeezing her hand, "In good time we can hug all you want."
"So I knew I was expecting his ugly face," Tig said, looking over at Chibs, "But what brings you here?" "Well, I had something I wanted to tell you," Peyton replied, smiling at him, "But I wanted to tell you in person." "Well, lay it on me," Tig said, "Don't keep me in suspense." "Well first, Juice and I are engaged," Peyton said happily, "He proposed yesterday." "No shit!" Tig exclaimed, "That's fantastic news baby girl!" "Secondly," Peyton said as she reached into her purse, "These are for you." She handed them to him upside down. Tig reached for the pictures and read the backs of them. "I love you Uncle Tig," Tig mumbled quietly to himself, "Love baby Ortiz #1... #2... what the hell?" Tig looked up at Peyton and then at Chibs and then back at Peyton. "Is this your way of telling me that you are pregnant with not one... but two babies?" Tig questioned, "Is my baby girl having two more?" "She is," Peyton replied with a small smile on her face, "I just wish you were out to experience it." "Me too Peyton," Tig replied, "But things are looking good. If I keep my head up and do what's expected of me, so to speak, then I could be out of here within the next year."
Peyton looked at the two people she looked up to the most, the two men she considered to be her second and third dads and smiled a sad smile. "I just want my family to be all together," Peyton whispered, "So we can all enjoy these big moments together." Peyton placed her hand in the middle of the table and both Chibs and Tig reached in and put their hands on top of hers. "I love you guys," she whispered.