Family Est. 1981 (Rebel Sixx / Mick Mars)

Get High On The Music

So this chapter is just about Nikki, Vanity and the baby.

Fun fact: I was born at 27 weeks and weighed 1 pond and 7 ounces. I had to live-in the hospital and have surgery's. I was at the hospital for 4 months, before my parents could take me home. My mother got really sick and so I had to be taken out. But we both made it and now it's 24 years later.

(July 5th 1985) 

Vanity was rushed to the hospital and the Doctors told the couple that the only way for the baby to make it, was for them to surgically remove it from Vanity. Turns out Tommy was right and Nikki was blinded by his high to notice Vanity using herself. She was hurting the baby, and Nikki felt sick.

The Doctors went over what they'd be doing and gave the rock star a heads up that there was still a chance the baby wouldn't make it. But they would do all they could. So Nikki sat in the waiting room for what felt like forever. He wasn't actually allowed in the room why they performed the surgery on his girlfriend. Nikki didn't call anyone with the news - He didn't know what to say. ' Hey my girlfriends been doing lines why she's expecting and now the baby might die.' Or ' Hey I might have another child die and this time it's my fault for being so high, and not actually realizing what was going on.'

Vince sat in his empty house, just staring at a bottle of Jack Daniels. He bought it, but couldn't bring himself to open it. So for the past two hours, he'd just been looking at it. Doc had never called him back with anything concerning his wife or kids.

Tommy was laying in bed with Heather. She was happy to have him move in with her. They had been together for awhile now and she liked him there with her, other than at Nikki's. "So are you getting the twins this week?" She asked softly, running her fingers in his hair. Tommy smiled. "Yea. I don't know what we could do, but I can't wait to see them." Heather hummed kissing his neck. "Maybe the park?" Tommy turned to look at her. "Sounds good. Invite the other band kids." Heather smiled bushing his hair out of his eyes. "Sounds like plan baby."

Mick watched Rebel sleep peacefully next to him. She'd been home a few hours now, and he wondered what the kids were up to, so he carefully slipped out of her hold and left the bedroom. He felt terrible for hurting his family like he had, but he felt so weak, so done with his spin and like a complete failure. He found Frankie coloring. She was sitting on the hardwood floor, completely focused on her work. "Hi Dada." She said glancing up at him. "Hey kiddo." He smiled and walked past her, careful to step around all her crayons and papers.

He found Stormy singing to her baby brother in his room. She was singing you are my sunshine in a soft voice, sitting on the rocking chair, with him in her arms. He smiled watching her be so loving ad motherly to her little brother. He didn't understand how he got so luck to have three amazing children and a wife that loved him so much. Storm glanced up at her dad and he saw the flash of pain in her eyes. He sighed and walked back to the living room.

Storm had been playing over the incident over and over in her head. What if she hadn't gotten there in time? What if she found him dead in the tube? She couldn't take the idea of pulling him out and him not responding  to her. He had told her to just leave him, and that was sickening to think of. He wanted to die, he wanted to leave her, leave her siblings and Rebel. He had to understand how much he was loved. He had his friends, his family, the guys and all the motley fans. He was Mick Mars after all- But she understood his back was killing him, she understood the pain he felt, not to it's full extent just yet, but she knew. She also knew that the fear of your futures, of what will happen to you once it finally dose freeze up- Yea Stormy understood that to. She was the only child of his to share is condition, the doctors checked Frankie and she was in the clear, they also checked over Erik and he was clear. Storm was happy to know her younger siblings wouldn't have to face it, but she wished her father didn't have to face it either.

Around midnight Nikki Sixx was blessed with a daughter. She was  born at just twenty-seven weeks and only weighed one pound and seven ounces. She was so small that Nikki couldn't touch her, he couldn't hold his daughter and that hurt him, but at least he knew she was alive.

Vanity was still out from what they had given her so they could cut into her and get the baby girl out. Nikki just sat there unsure of what to feel or think. He knew they both needed help so he could be there for his child like his father never was for him. He didn't want to turn out like his old man. Alice walk into the room and smiled. "Hey told me you were back Mr. Sixx." Nikki looked up to the elderly nurse and smirked. "Yea. My um- Daughter was born." Nikki said clearing his throat. "Why do you seem so sad?" She asked moving to sit by him. "Um- She's early and so small I-I feel like it's my fault." Alice hummed looking at her hands. "Well you may o be able to hold her just yet-But would you like to see her?" Nikki glanced at Vanity still out of it and shook his head. "The Doctors say she might have to live here for around four to five months." Alice sighed. "But she'll be in good hands." Slice said softly. "Would you be her nurse?" Nikki asked following the woman. "If you want."

Nikki feel to his knees when he saw her. Laying in a glass box with IV's and oxygen tubes in her little nose. "What is all that?" Alice touched his shoulder. "Well she's in an incubator, and the tubes and Iv's are to help her. Thankfully the baby wasn't addicted to anything her mother had used. But the effects of her using did make the baby need out now, rather than the full nine months.  "What's her name?" Alice asked after Nikki stood back up and walked closer.

"Joanna Vanity Katharina Sixx." Nikki said with a smile. "Joanna is my cousins name, she was the only family I had for a long time. She's more like a-a sister than anything. Vanity is my girlfriends name and Katharina is her mother, so my daughters grandmother and then Sixx after me." Alice smiled looking the man over. "I've messed up a lot in my life Alice, but I have to change and be better for Joanna. I mean I'm a father- Whoever would have thought that Nikki Sixx would be a father right? But I always told myself growing up that if I was ever a father, I'd be there and be what a real father should be, unlike me father." Alice smiled. "That's all that should matter now. You wanting to better yourself for you daughter, my Anthony's father was a drug addict and he was selfish. He died- Leaving my daughter with a small child and bless her-She died of cancer when he was only two. So I've had him since. I know some people look at you and your band and don't see much, but I can tell you four are goodhearted men, you just need to change your lives and see the brighter side of the darkest nights." Nikki smirked. "That's a nice line. Mind if I make it into a song?"  Alice snickered. "Only if you credit my boy. You staying the night here?" Nikki's eyes went back to his daughter. "Oh yea."

"Alright. Oh look-Someone's awake!" Nikki got closer and smiled down at his new born daughter. She had her mothers dark hair and his bright green eyes. Nikki couldn't believe she was so smile.

When he finally did tell everyone the next day, Rebel gave him hell for keeping the news from everyone. But when he let her know he named her Joanna, Rebel pulled him into a hug, Nikki hugged her back, feeling lost. He knew he needed to get himself together for both Joanna's.

(Updated)

So what did you think?

Joana Vanity Katharina Sixx was born July 5th 1985.

Do you think Nikki will get himself together, without having to overdoes?

Will Tommy and Heather work out? How is Vince going to find his family? Will Mick get over his depression? And what about the tour? 

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I'll fix any mistakes later. Masked singer coming on LOL