Disclaimer - The characters of this fanfiction, as well as the 'Sons of Anarchy' world belong to Kurt Sutter, with the exception of Boo Telford-Trager, who is an original character created by me. I make no profit from this work.

Wiggle – Tig's first grandchild already doesn't like him

"Hey Boo…" Tig drawled happily when Boo finally appeared in the visitor's room. "Jesus, how many kids have you got in there?" he asked as he looked at her swollen stomach, which she had her hands wrapped around. She was meant to be 5 months pregnant and she looked a lot further along than that!

"Only one daddy." Boo said as Tig kissed her cheek. "A certain Scotsman failed to inform me that Telford babies will show more than they should at this stage." She added with a roll of her eyes.

Tig chuckled at that and shook his head.

"You really don't seem that bothered." He informed her.

"Well I'm going to get big anyways, might as well get used to it." Boo shrugged. "And it's kinda nice to look down and see my bump, to see the baby moving around in there."

"Moving?" Tig gasped, grinning broadly. "It's moving?"

"Yeah, it started moving a few nights ago." Boo grinned as she patted her stomach. "It moves around so much that me and Chibs nicknamed it Wiggle." She chuckled.

"Is it moving right now?" Tig asked as he started at Boo's stomach, hoping to see a little lump rise and fall as his grandchild moved within her. One of the only parts of Colleen's pregnancies that Tig was able to stand was when their child had moved within her.

"Yeah, it is, you wanna feel?" Boo asked as she patted her stomach, right above where Wiggle had poked her moments previously.

Tig didn't answer and nor did he hesitate in putting his hands on Boo's stomach.

"I don't feel anything…" he admitted after a while. "Is it still moving?"

"No, it stopped." Boo said. "But give it a moment; it's usually really active at this time of day."

Tig nodded his head and kept his hands on Boo's stomach, but after five minute's he'd still not felt anything.

"Maybe it went back to sleep." Boo mused. "I was up earlier that usual this morning and Wiggle was up with me; it's probably tired." She chuckled. Wiggle didn't normally start moving around until about 8am, not long after Boo got up but that morning she'd gotten up at 6am to watch a special show on the History channel about Mary Tudor. Wiggle had gotten up right along with her and had kicked and shifted in her quite a bit, as if protesting at being woken as such an ungodly hour.

"Let me know what it moves again kid." Tig said as he sat back in his seat and raked his hands through his hair, disappointed that he hadn't felt his grandchild move. "So when do you and Scotty find out the sex?" he asked.

"We're not sure if we want to know yet…" Boo admitted. "We want to be surprised when Wiggle is born but at the same time, the temptation to know is a little overwhelming."

"You have to find out!" Tig cried. "We've all got bets going on what it is in here." Tig informed Boo, for most of the club were betting on the sex of the baby using the more valuable items in the care packages Boo sent, like their cigarettes for example.

"You guys are awful; is there anything you won't bet on?" Boo asked, for she'd heard about their mock bets on how long it would be before she divorced Chibs and knew they'd bet on how long it would be before he knocked her up (Juice apparently had won. He'd bet that Boo would be pregnant within weeks of the wedding).

"Hey, we're bored as fuck in here, give us a break." Tig drawled with a shrug of his shoulders. "Other than jerking off and winding up the other inmates in the yard, we don't have a whole lot else to do in here."

"So what did you bet the baby would be?" Boo asked as she cradled her stomach. Baby remained still and asleep.

"I think it's gonna be a girl." Tig said. "So does Happy, everyone else is betting on it being a boy. So you'd better hope it's a girl Boo cause I've gotta lot of cigarette's riding on that bet."

"I'll try my best to make sure it's a girl." Boo drawled sarcastically. "Chibs thinks it will be a boy, Gemma and Opie too. Piney says he doesn't care; he'd just fed up of there being pregnant women in the clubhouse all the time! First Tara and now me… plus Lyla and Opie are trying for a baby."

Tig laughed at that and nodded his head, understanding. He was glad that he was away from the clubhouse when so many members' Ol' Ladies were or trying to get pregnant!

Half an hour later the bell signaling the end of visiting time rang out. Wiggle still hadn't moved.

"You better move next time your mommy is here Wiggle!" Tig scolded as he waved a finger at Boo's stomach. "I'm not joking kid; trust me, you don't wanna make grandpa mad!" he added sternly as Boo giggled and shook her head.

"You're awful Tig!" she sighed. "I love you; I'll see you next week okay?" she added as she pecked him on the cheek and gave him a hug.

"Alright kid, I'll see you then." Tig said as he hugged her back and patted her tummy.

The guards returned for him then and lead him away. He got one last wave from Boo before she disappeared out the door.

When Boo was back in her car five minute's later, she felt Wiggle shift inside of her. She chuckled and looked down at her stomach, where a small lump rose up and then disappeared.

"Glad to see you're awake little one." She grinned. "Guess you were a little wary of grandpa huh? Good; you should be!"

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