Ever since your uncle Jamie and auntie Claire came from France with a months old Faith and a 11 years old Fergus, you quickly made friends with the french lad
As you grew up, you were fonder of him; your mother, Jenny and auntie Claire being the first one in noticing the little crush you had, but you couldn't help yourself. His rounded face, his curls, the french accent, his ocean blue eyes... He was... Dreamy
Obviously he started to notice you, not as a friend, but as a woman. The way you grew slender, the way your chest grew at the same time as you did, the way you were a mix between classy and as savage as a scot lass could be
And, what would be of the greatest force in life without people dispossed to be part of it? You married. And it was one of the happiest days in Fergus' life, not only because he got forever interwined with the woman that hold his heart, soul and entire being but also because Jamie and Claire gave him their last names; adopting him fully not by heart but "legally" too. He finally had a family and he had you, he could never be happier... Or that is what he thought
Six months after marriage you had Germain, your sweet boy; your family was ecstatic, Brianna and Faith were practically crying at the fact they were aunts. Your uncle Jamie didn't want to believe that the wee lass he saw grew up so similar to his sister was finally having a family of her own. Your dear brother, Ian, fainted at the sight of blood and baby's cries Claire and your mother were tending over you. And Fergus? He didn't want to pull his eyes out of the little ball of life he had between his arms
Almost a year later, your wee Joan took a space in your lives with her birth. It's needless to say that the image from your first birth repeated, excluding the fact that your son called his little sister ugly and refused to look at her for the first few hours
And now? Now you were in your house's little living room, watching your husband and bairns play and scream while you sat on a rocking chair, sewing the blanket your next baby will be sleeping with, putting the cloth over your swollen belly