[b "They wanted to do to you what happened with your mother.."] Ally said, getting the point almost immediately. She already knew who he would have chosen because they had had many fights over it leading up to Grace's birth. [b "I'm sorry Jackson...I really am. But I'm still here baby and not going anywhere."]
“Those dipshits wanted me to choose between you and Gracie and I won’t do that.” He said holding their daughter.
She knew why but he was still needing to work on being more open. They both did. [b "Talk to me..?"] Ally asked, knowing Jackson knew what she meant.
Jackson shook his head,”No I’m not...but I’ll be okay.”
She sighed and nodded. It was fair for him to say. Grace seemed to be fine, but it was mostly her that they had to check on. [b "Jax..are you okay..?"] She asked, feeling guilty for having worried him.
“When tour checked out we will.” He muttered not wanting to do anything until he knew that both of his were okay.
Ally looked to Jackson and Grace, her heart melting at seeing her husband and her little girl. She wanted to ask Jackson now if he would have made the same choice to save her. If he regretted letting her go through with it all. But she didn't ask. [b "You two look so cute together. Definitely need to send a picture to your grandparents, Bobby, and my dad."]
Jackson held grace in the back of the ambulance as they went to the hospital, he would die for that little girl.
Ally couldn't help a soft laugh and shake of her head. [b "I feel bad for her having my nose."] She said, making a face. After a little while, she handed Grace over to Jackson as the paramedics had come for her.
Jackson looked at their daughter, “She does... but she’s got your nose.” He muttered running his hand gently down her nose.
Ally gently held Grace and smiled down at their little girl. She then looked to Jackson. [b "She's absolutely perfect, Jax.. Has your beautiful blue eyes, smile and curls."] She whispered
Jackson nodded and the nurse handed Grace to Ally, she had Jackson’s big blue eyes and his smile, her hair color with Jackson’s natural curl.
Her hand came to his cheek as she kissed him back. A faint smile graced her lips. [b "How about...we do..now?"] Ally whispered, the nurse who had their daughter standing in the doorway. The doctors had gone to call the hospital and ambulance but had told the nurse to stay near the two in case they wanted or needed anything
Jackson shook his head, “Not without you, we meet her together.” He muttered kissing her.
Her hand gave his a weak squeeze when he had taken her hand. [b "I..it's okay baby. I'm still...here.."] She whispered, hazel eyes looking up at him. God he looked terrible and the worry lines deep. [b "H..have you met Grace yet?"] Ally asked, trying to distract him.
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