Jackets 'job' had always required him to destroy, to hurt and harm. The idea of loving someone else's life or the idea of letting someone live has never once crossed his mind. Til he met you of course. He'd loved you with his all of his being, he kept you safe, provided for you when you eventually moved in with him and always kept you out of his job, There was always the chance the mob would go for the one closest to him, especially with the newest addition to his little family.

But it was something he was willing to risk, knowing he could protect you both. He couldn't ignore the calls, no. But whenever he came home every night he was up with you even when you weren't he was up, mumbling curses under his breath trying to figure out instructions to build a crib, helping you pick out paint colors and soft plush toys.

And in the end it was all worth it when he came home early from a job, cracking open the front door and locking it behind him, finding the colorful playpad laying spread out in the living room, the baby comfortably sleeping in the middle, making the pad look comically large. And you were never far off, laying with them half asleep.