Jasper woke to the sounds of a faint whimper coming from the next room, sighing she looked to the clock checking the time, seeing it was only two in the morning tossing her blankets to the empty side of the bed she palmed at her sleepy eyes.

Sitting up she climbed out of bed making her way to the room when she all the sudden heard the sounds of a soothing sweet voice coming from the very room she was walking into.

"Shh it's all going to be okay baby."

leaning against the door frame Jasper curved her lips into a smirk as she stood watching her mother bounce and rock the tiny baby.

"What happen?" the dark haired girl's voice was quite.

"Jersey had a bad dream i think." her mother answered.

"Hand her here, i can take it from here." Jasper shuffled over to where her mother sat holding her little girl.

"Baby i got it, go back to bed your beat."

"Thanks mom i really appreciate it; but she's my responsibility not yours."

"Jazzy honey you need your sleep, you've been up with her every night and you're no good to her being tired. "

Sighing Jasper sat down in front of her mother. "I'll be okay. i mean not that i mind you helping with her but i'm the one who got into this mess not you." Jasper reached her hand up rubbing her daughter's long brown hair.

"Have you heard from him?" her mother asked her voice filled with sadness

"No and honestly i don't care too, i tried doing the right thing in telling him, but no he never had the time to listen to me; so he shouldn't have the right to know about her."

" Jazzy he hurt you and i know that, but it doesn't change the fact that he's her father."

"No that's where you're wrong he's nothing but her sperm donor. he don't have the right to be called her father." Jasper snapped at her mother.

"Jazzy!"

"No mom i don't want to hear to it, i'm done with this conversation. i'm gonna go make the baby a bottle. " standing up Jasper turned her back to her mother walking away.

the next morning jasper on her way to work when her car decided it was going to have mind of it's own and just stop running.

"Fuck!" jasper beat on the wheel. "You peice of shit car." shoving her hands into her pockets she fished around for phone.

when finding it she looked up the number for the nearest towing company only coming up with one which is called T&M rolling her eyes she hit the call button.

this was the last place she wanted to call, because she knew the owners and had cut all ties with them almost ten months ago.

Jasper let the phone ring she waited for an answer only to hear one voice she never thought she hear again in her lifetime.

"Gemma Teller, how may i help you today?"

Hm my car broke down and i need a tow truck." Jasper was quick and to the point.

"Okay where are you at sweetheart?"

looking around she began trying to find some type of a landmark. "Umm i'm right in front of seven 11. "

"Alright someone will be there to help you in just a few minutes."

with that being said jasper ended the phone hoping the Gemma hadn't picked up on her voice.

snatching the bottle of water out of the cup holder she twisted the cap off, guzzling it down untill the bottle was empty, feeling like her mouth was dry.

After waiting for what seemed like to be forever a tan and white tow truck finally pulled up infront of her black chevy. - gathering her things she climbed out of the car, shutting the door behind her when she heard the familiar voice she once used to love hearing.

"So what happened here?" his voice was thick and husky.

Snapping her head around she heard every bone in her neck pop. "Fucking great."

"Well hello to you there Sweetheart!" the blonde haired man smirked up at her, his eyes meeting her for the first time in a long time.

his eyes all but popped out of his head, his hands became clammy and sweaty, his heart rate speeding up beating so fast it felt as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Jasper!"

"Jax fucking Teller." Jasper hissed out his name.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes."

"I don't have time for this, just take the peice of shit and let me know when it's done." the dark haired girl turned her back to him.

"I need a number to call you at." Jax shouted to the girl.

"How about half past my ass."

"What is your fucking problem jaz?"

"Your face is my fucking problem asshole." Jasper hissed again.

throwing her purse up over shoulder she began walking away again making her to work.

Stuffing his hands into his pocket he shook his head. "Do you need a ride? i can give you lift."

shaking her head jaz just kept going about her way, not really wanting anything to do with him.

not after everything he had put her through ten months ago when they had broken up.

right at this point Jasper wanted to nothing more then turn around and tear Jax's head off his shoulders for leaving her high and dry and in so much pain.

after about an hour of walking Jasper finally made it to work, punching the timeclock letting her boss know her exact hours.

knowing she had at least 8 hour day ahead of her even though she wasn't really in the right state of mind to be working at the moment; jasper pushed all her problems to the back of her head. - then began getting ready for her shift waitressing tables. sure it's not the best job in the world but it's job that bring in money to so she could take care of the baby.

because growing up she didn't have a father after the age of 5, all because her father was killed before she old enough to understand why he was killed. - so in her mind she didn't need man to help raise her kid because that what her mother had always told her.

now all suited up jaz started her shift, going from table to table taking people's food, drink orders. - and when the orders were full filled and ready she returned to the table delivering just what they had wanted.