Fiona is scheduled to be off house arrest today and is gonna look for a new job after her meeting with her parole officer.
Gwen started her new job at the Swedish Bakery, and although she didn't like waking up early, she liked coming home when the sun was up and bringing home some treats from the bakery.
Also, Mickey has been staying at their house and Gwen thought it was cute, seeing Mickey finally show he has feelings for Ian and that he cares about him.
Evie is now already 7 months old and now they're feeding her more foods, other than breast milk from a bottle, she now eats baby food, like sweet potatoes, squash, pears, etc. She's also almost said 'mama' or 'dada' a few times, making Gwen and Pete excited, hoping she says one of theirs first.
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Back to the present,
Gwen was just coming home when she came in through the back door, finding her boyfriend, with Evie sleeping in his arms, sitting at the table, waiting for her. Gwen was carrying a plate of pastries from her job.
"Morning, babe." They pecked each others lips, "Hope you guys are hungry for cinnamon buns."
Mickey came downstairs and grabbed one and shoved it in his mouth, "Mmm. Tastes so fuckin' good. Better grab some more at that job of yours." He said with a mouthful as he went over to the fridge and grabbed the SunnyD.
Before either of them could say anything, Gwen heard Fiona and Lip call out Liam's name and started looking for him.
She heard his voice mumbling and found him in the living room closet.
"Oh, there you are. Hi, monkey man! You have a bag dream?" Gwen cooed as she picked him up, "Hey, guys I found him!" Gwen called up the stairs as Fiona, and Lip came down.
"Good, you found him. Hi!" Fiona smiled as Lip pulled Liam out of Gwen's arms.
"You want some juice?" Fiona asked and they saw Mickey had already drank it all.
"No, we're all out. Hey, can you tell whoever's going to the store to get some eggs and Tabasco?" Mickey listed as Carl came downstairs.
"Morning, bud." Gwen greeted, "Got some treats from work if you're hungry."
"Thanks GG."
"You live her now?" Pete asked Mickey.
"Wife problems." Mickey shrugged, "Ian said I could crash on the floor."
"This isn't a shelter." Lip told him.
"No shit, shelter has better water pressure." Mickey said as he grabbed some more cinnamon buns and placed them on his own plate and went to eat on the couch in the living room.
"All right, buddy, let's get you dressed." Lip said to Liam as he took him back upstairs.
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Later that day, it was night, and Pete was driving back home from the Alibi when he saw Fiona lying down on next to the house. He parked his car, turned it off and walked over to pear down at her as she pant.
"You okay?" Pete asked.
"El broke down." Fiona breathed out.
"Did your run here?" Pete chuckled as Fiona sat up and looked at him.
"I did run." Then Pete noticed her feet were turning blue.
"Oh shit! Sorry." Pete apologized as he helped her up and carried her to the house, "Gwennie! Fiona needs a blanket!"
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Second Oldest ~ Shameless
FanfictionGwen Gallagher is the second oldest of seven children to Frank and Monica Gallagher. She had helped Fiona raise their siblings since their mother bailed and their father is a raging, narcissistic, alcoholic. (OC x OC) Season 1 = ✅ Season 2 = ✅ Seas...
