Ian and Mickey got married about a few months ago. Very happy, still working on the fighting thing but overall they're good as husbands.

However, Ian wanted a child with Mickey. After some very insistent convincing, Mickey agreed. But they both knew they couldn't make a child themselves, so, they asked Mandy - Mickey's sister, Ian's best friend slash ex-cover girlfriend, to carry for them. Since she was the only Milkovich that could carry.

After convincing, she finally had agreed and the whole process was...weird. And excruciating.

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Nine months went by and Mandy had the child - a boy, thank god. Because no one needed another girl just to get knocked up by freshman year.

Had Ian's eyes, looked a mix of Mickey and Ian. Thankfully.

They named him Milan Gallagher Milkovich.

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November 9th, 2023.

Recently, Milan broke his arm, when he got home from getting his cast on at the ER, he plopped on his bed, falling asleep. It was 12:41 AM when he had fell asleep.

Later, he heard the birds singing as he checked the clock with furrowed brows.

Did I sleep that long? He mumbled to himself. He went down stairs and saw his parents making food.

Morning, Mils. Ian says in that fatherly cheerful way.

Morning, kiddo. Mickey muttered. Gruff but lacking the edge.

Milan is now sixteen.