A/N- I do not own SOA, but I do own Lucy.
Since WANTED only has a few chapters, I thought that I would try this. I had a lot of people asking, and, I thought why not. This is going to be a series of Lucy and Abel's life, growing up, and ect… There will be a lot of things in here that had something to do with WANTED. So, let me know what you guys are feeling about it.
**Again, this is not a straight though series, just a bunch of ONE SHOTS***
Please ENJOY AND REVIEW!
P.S. I will be posting pictures of the kids though the years, if you would like to know, I have a picture of BABY LUCY in my profile.
Again, ENJOY AND REVIEW!
Tig looked from Happy to Gemma, his eyes wide, he turned them and left them to focus back on Happy. "Make the damn thing shut the hell up." He snapped and looked at the small baby. Happy cocked his head to the side and laughed as he watched the way Tig held onto it. His arms out stretched as from his body as possible and his hands gripping the side of the poor thing. He held onto the baby terribly wrong. Looking at him with wide eyes, shock and dismay written all over her face, Gemma pursed her lips. "It ain't going to hurt you Tig, you are going to hurt her." She said and took the baby from his arms and cradled her to her chest. Tig watched with anger, why couldn't he figure the thing out. Shaking his head he looked at her. "It won't stop crying, it just wont stop, I tried to hook up with some girl last night, and what do I get, a crying baby, no pussy ." He said and looked at Gemma. "What do you mean it wont stop?" She asked and she looked at him. The baby was silent, no traces of tears, just wide eyes. Happy stood next to Gemma as she shook her head. Tig looked at her. "It was crying. I swear, and I don't know how much more money I gotta pay Juice to change a diaper!" He said and Happy shook his head. "I think you are hearing it in your sleep." He said and Tig glared at him. "What sleep, I can't sleep, ever, not anymore, not since this kid was born." He said and walked away carrying the baby the same way. Gemma watched him and looked at Happy. "Shoulda took the kid away from that one." She said and shook her head sadly.
Tig grabbed a few relatively clean grease rags and dropped them in a tire, and then proceeded to sit the five week old baby down and work on the car. Hearing footsteps he turned and watched as Tara and Jax came walking in, little baby Abel in Jax's arms. Tig, who was now standing out in the parking lot talking to Clay and smoking a cigarette, looked at Jax. "Hey, hey, listen man, how do you make it shut up?" He said and looked at him. Tara gave him a weird look. "What?" She asked hoping with every fiber he didn't hurt the poor baby. "That kid, how do you make it shut up." He said and waived his arms and looked at him. "Where is she?" Tara asked slowly and looked at him. "Over there in that tire." He said and Tara turned and looked at where he was pointing, her jaw dropping. "You have got to be shitting me." Jax said as Tara shot him a dirty look and stomped towards the tire.
"You put her in a tire?" Clay asked and looked at him slowly. "Yeah, yeah I did, didn't know where else to put it." He said. "Stop calling Lucy an it." He said and shook his head. "Man up Tig, that is your kid." He said and Tig looked at him with a blank face. "What do you mean?" He asked and looked at him. "You made that child, fucking man up and take care of her." He yelled and shook his head. "Child Services is the last thing this clubs needs right now, we just got Abel back!" He yelled and hit Tig in the head before walking away.
Confused Tig turned and looked where Tara rocked the small baby and shot his death looks. He watched as Happy walked from the office over to him. "What?" He asked confused when he saw the look that Happy was giving him. "That's my niece man, and I don't want her fucking being raised by someone that isn't family." He said and looked at Tig, his face void of emotions. "I don't know how to take care of a baby." He said and Happy shook his head. "Better learn, and learn fast." He said walked towards his bike. He stopped and turned and looked at Tig. "How did you get here?" He asked and Tig looked at him funny. "I was in the dorm last night, I already told you." He said and Happy looked again. "What did you do with the kid?" He asked and swung a leg over his bike. "Put her in the closet." He said and shrugged as Happy shook his head and started the bike.
"Tigger?" Gemma called from the office and looked at him. "Yes?" He said a small smile on his lips. "I need to speak with you." She said and looked at him. He walked over to where she stood and looked at her. "Yes?" He asked and looked at her. Clay stood next to his wife and looked at his SAA, he never in a million years thought that he would need to have this conversation with him. "Tigger, listen, and listen good." Gemma said and pointed a finger at him. He looked up at her. "What?" He asked and she sighed. "You need to take care of your daughter. You need to learn how to take care of that baby before I take her from you!" She said. Tig looked at her like she was crazy. "You will not go near my child!" He yelled jumping into defense mode. "Then learn how to take care of her, and keep her out of god damn tires!" She yelled and he looked at her. "I don't know how!" He said and she looked at him. "Ok, step one, get a house." She said and he nodded. "I will get Jax to give you some of Abel's old things." She said and looked at him. Tig nodded slowly. "I will show you how to hold her." She said and he sighed. "Thanks." He said and walked away.
Gemma turned and looked at her husband. "I never thought that this day was going to come." Clay said and looked at her. Gemma nodded. "Nor did I." She mumbled. They watched as he walked out and grabbed the baby roughly from Jax. Gemma frowned and pounded on the glass window as the baby started to cry. He finger pointed right at Tig as she hit the glass again. Clay shook his head at his wife and turned towards the door.
Tig frowned at the crying baby. "What is wrong with it?" He said and looked at Tara and Jax. Jax looked at him. He realized right then and there how helpless Tig must feel. He hasn't the slightest clue how to care about someone other than himself. "It'll be ok." He said and looked at the older man. "Bring her close to you and rock her." He said and made motions with his arms. Tig watched him and nodded, then trying it himself. Lucy instantly stopped crying. "Now, keep doing it until she falls asleep." He said and Tig nodded. "Then what do I do?" He asked and Jax looked at him. "You put her in the crib." He said and Tig shook his head. "Don't have one." He said and Tara's jaw dropped. "What has she been sleeping in?" She asked and Tig shot her a look, and said, "The tire in my closet." He said and Jax looked at him. "You have got to be shitting me." He said and Tig shook his head. "No, what else was she going to sleep in?" He asked and looked at him. Tara looked like a fish out of water. "I can't even talk to him right now." She said and shook her head hard. "You disgust me." She muttered and looked at him. "What? What?" He asked and she looked at him. "Give me Lucy, I will take her home with me and Abel, then clean your shit, and come get her." She said and Tig looked at her. "You are not taking my kid." He snapped and walked away.
Tara turned to Jax and shook her head. "Can't you do something?" She asked and Jax sighed. "What do you want me to do babe?" He asked and looked at his own son. "He'll figure it out." He said and Tara shook her head. "Some people shouldn't be allowed kids, that's one of 'em." She said and shook her head. "Well, you did attack him." He said. Tara shook her head and turned around to walk the other day.
Tig carried the baby into his dorm and sat down on his bed. He held her close in his arms. Looking down at the small child, it all started to make sense. This was his baby. His little Lucy. He got rid of her mother, and now all he has left is her. She means the world to him, and he knows that the life that he knew for all those years was going to change. He looked down at the sleeping child he held in his arms. Ok, so maybe Tara was right, it was dumb to put her in a tire, but shit, it's not like he was born to be a father, all he was born to be was a killer, he lived for sex, sluts, beer, and blood. Now, now he has to live for a kid. He had to live for this small child.
Looking down at the small child in his arms, he realized that she wasn't going anywhere. For the next eighteen years, he sole job was to protect her. Keep her happy, healthily, and loved, but most of all it was to protect her. He sat the sleeping baby down and looked at her. He placed his large hand on her back, it was almost the same size. She sure was a small baby. He remembered when Abel was first born, he was small too, Lucy was bigger, and from what the doctors told him, she was healthy. He looked down at her one last time before he took out his phone, he knew it was time to man up. He has a house, they all had houses, but Tig hasn't been inside his house for years. He was going to need help, he was going to need a lot of help.
Taking the small baby in his arms, he took a deep breath, it was time to burry his pride, swallow every last big of the old Tig down, the Tig that he was three months ago, he's gone, its time to turn into a dad.
He opened the door and walking into the clubhouse and looked at where Chibs was holding Abel in his arms, they still had great respect for the VP, so why couldn't they respect him. He carried the baby out and stopped in front of Tara, "Hey, um, are you still up for watching her, just for a little, a few hours?" He asked and looked at her. He ignored the others as they watched him. "Yeah, you know anytime." She said and held out her arms and took the sleeping baby and looked at him. He handed her the baby and looked at her. "That, that's my Lucy, Tara, just, just call if you need me." He stuttered and she just looked at him. "I will." She said and he turned towards the door. "Tig, where yah going?" Clay yelled looking at him. Tig took a deep breath and looked at him. "Just, going, I am going to get the house ready for me and Lucy." He said and walked out of the club house. Clay watched him go, smirking, because, finally his SAA was getting it.
