A/N: This is the last chapter of this story and it was so, so, so much fun to write. Johnny and Aisha are my saints row OTP, haha! Anyway, see you at the bottom!

His palms were sweaty, and he didn't like it, not one single bit. He was so fucking out of character, that Johnny Gat didn't know what to do with himself. Hell though, this whole situation was out of character for him. Never in a million years had he thought that he would have a family. He rubbed his hands on his pant leg as he sat there on the sofa, waiting for Aisha, and tried to get some of the clamminess to go away. It wouldn't though. Anticipation grew in Gat's stomach, and his heart felt as if it was going to vault out of his chest at any given moment. The moment seemed too unreal.

Suddenly, Johnny heard Aisha's footsteps and the coos and babbles of a child as she started to descend down the steps. Holy fuck, this was real, and it was happening right now. His ears burned hot as he felt them coming closer. This was the moment of truth, but he was so scared at the same time. More scared now, than ever before in his whole life. What if Aaliyah didn't like him? What if he was a bad father? All these thoughts haunted his mind, but then suddenly, seemed to go away as he looked at his daughter for the very first time in his life.

"Here she is." Aisha said, standing right in front of her boyfriend, and holding their daughter. Johnny was baffled, and he couldn't think of a damn word to say as he sat there, gaping at his daughter for the first time. Her skin was a shade lighter than Aisha's, and she had jet black hair. It was clear that she had Aisha's lips, but every other feature she had gotten from Johnny. And Aaliyah was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life; of course, he wouldn't admit that to anybody, but that was the very first thought that popped in his head once he laid eyes on her.

Gat reached his arms out, "Can I?" He was asking permission to hold his own daughter, how silly. But he knew it was because of his nerves, he wasn't being himself now, and Aisha realized that too. This was all such a shock to him, she wanted to lay it on him easy, so he'd have time to adjust to having a child in the house all the time, and adjust to being a dad.

Aisha nodded, "Sure." She said, and gingerly handed the toddler over to her boyfriend. When he touched her for the first time, he swore that he felt some kind of warmth within him. Aaliyah just smiled at him as her father cradled her in his arms for the first time. He saw his own eyes looking right back at him, because Aaliyah had inherited his dark orbs.

"Oh fuck, am I holding her right?" Johnny asked, looking up at Aisha for an answer. He was still letting his nerves get the best of him, when all he really needed to do was relax. The hard part of this was over, now he just had to get used to the feeling of his daughter in his arms.

"You're doing perfect." She said as she sat down on the sofa beside him once more. And she was happy that they were finally able to meet too. It was a relief, really, that Aaliyah was being so calm right now. Usually a fussy child, she was actually behaving quite well. Hell, maybe she'd turn out to be a daddy's girl, and Aisha couldn't help but to mentally give a laugh at that. She knew for a fact that she would become a daddy's girl because Johnny would spoil her rotten to the core, and there'd be nothing she could have done about it.

"How old is she?" Johnny asked.

"Almost a year old." Aisha answered.

"Can she talk yet?" He questioned once more. He wanted to know everything about his daughter that he had missed out on so far. The first year was always the best, and he had missed out on almost all of it. It was a damn shame, but he wouldn't dwell on the past, he'd focus on the future, and all the memories he'd be able to make with Aisha and his kid. It still seemed unreal to him, and he just couldn't believe that he was actually a father, and for once in his life had a family besides the saints.

Aisha shook her head, "Not yet. She babbles, but that's about it."

"I'm gonna teach her how to say daddy." Johnny replied, determined in his words.

Aisha couldn't help but to laugh, "She seems to have taken a liking to you anyway. She usually cries a lot."

"Huh." Johnny marveled. He then looked back down to his daughter, "Well you must like daddy then, huh?" He cooed to her, and she giggled in response. Aisha watched in amazement, because she had never seen the paternal side to big bad Johnny. Sure, he had had a soft side that she saw every now and again, but this, this side of him was completely different. It was amazing to see him like this. She enjoyed it too. He then sighed, "I can't believe we made her, Aish." He turned to look at his girlfriend.

"I thought the same thing when she was born." Aisha replied.

"She's perfect."

A/N: I loved writing this so much, and not just because I have a crush on Johnny Gat, haha. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed because there will definitely be more saints row fanfics in the future. And I'm still taking requests so you guys just send me a PM, alright? Thanks for reading!