Plot Line: He already loved Abel and Thomas as if they were his own sons and was more than willing to care for them when the time came. However, not everyone is happy about this decision.

Inspiration: A while back when Jax and Tara were trying to figure out who they should name as Abel and Thomas's guardian's if something happened, a friend of mine suggested Chibs. As well as there aren't enough stories involving the pairing of Chibs/Fiona.

Spoilers: None that I can think of.

Rating: T

Pairings: Chibs/Fiona

View point: Third person

Disclaimer: I am not Kurt Sutter.

Filip Telford was not a man with whom the words gentle or emotional were often associated. In fact, as far as the majority of society was concerned he was a ruthless cold-hearted savage with an unquenchable bloodlust. However, the Sergeant at Arms of the most feared group of men in Charming, California was not ashamed to admit that the previous evening he had cried like a baby in his wife's arms at the funeral of two of his closest friends. At the current moment, his breakfast was sitting untouched in front of him on the kitchen table.

His wife, Fiona, stood behind him leaning against the kitchen counter. She sighed softly before speaking "at least try to eat something lovely."

He nodded half heartedly, but didn't pick up his fork or attempt to eat. Instead he turned to look at her over his shoulder. "He was like a son to me Fi."

She squeezed his hand softly before gently pulling him up out of his seat into an embrace. She didn't know what to say to comfort him, but wanted him to know that she would be there to help him mourn. They stood in the kitchen for a few minutes holding each other until there was a hard knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" their daughter, Kerrianne, yelled shooting them a quick disgusted look before racing to the front door.

Filip wasn't expecting anyone, but the other members of the Sons of Anarchy motorcycle gang would often drop by unannounced to "visit". The other men usually barged in without knocking, but he couldn't think of anybody else that would be at the door. He was surprised to hear the voice of Ally Lowen at the door. Lowen was an attorney who had helped the club with everything from murder raps to marriage licenses, but Filip had no idea why she would be at his door.

The brunette attorney walked into the kitchen. "There's a few papers I'm going to need you to sign before you can pick up the boys."

"Pick up the boys?" Fiona asked confused.

"Da...what's going on?" Kerrianne stuttered.

Filip was just as confused as his wife and daughter. "What are you talking about?" he asked eyeing the attorney carefully.

"Jackson Teller's will named you two as the legal guardian of Abel and Thomas Teller. I assumed you already knew that." she paused to take in the group's shocked expressions before continuing, "Jax and Tara didn't discuss this with either of you, did they?"

"He mentioned a will, but not the contents." Filip responded. It felt wrong to him discussing a will written by his friend who had only been thirty-three years old. Despite having seen the caskets, he knew part of him was still in denial about the deaths and what Lowen was suggesting now was so odd and foreign to him that he didn't even know how to process it.

He was snapped out of his uneasy thoughts by Kerrianne speaking. "Not to be rude, but shouldn't Gemma have been named?"

Gemma Teller was Jax's biological mother, however Filip had known for a long time that Jax probably wouldn't trust her with the permanent care of the boys. Still, he knew she wouldn't take the custody news well.

"I don't suppose she knows about this yet?" he asked, already sure he knew the answer.

"I thought you could call one of your club meetings later on and tell everybody."

"Jesus," he sighed turning to look at Fiona who returned his glance worriedly.

"What are we supposed to do?" Kerrianne asked looking at both of them.

"We take in the wee lads." Fiona responded without thinking.

Lowen was now looking at him, "is that something you both agree on?"

He nodded "aye, i'll explain everything to Gemma later." He had a feeling that it wouldn't be as simple as explaining, but at the current moment he was more concerned with what would happen to the boys if they didn't obey the will.

Lowen sat the file she'd been holding down on the table "all the paperwork is right here."

"We don't even have a place for them to sleep." Kerrianne stuttered.

He thought about this for a second before speaking, "I'll get the prospects to clear the boxes out of that spare room."

He didn't remember much of the next hour although he knew he should memorize the contents of each paper that he put his signature on. Before he knew it Lowen was explaining to Fiona how to reach the child services center in Oakland where the boys were waiting.

"You do have a car, right?" Lowen asked smiling turning towards him. "I don't think it would be wise to transfer the boys on a bike." seeing that he wasn't in the mood for a joke she added, "I'm sure it's in the garage. I'll get the car seats out of my van."

Actually, it wasn't a stupid question. Up until roughly six months earlier when Fiona and Kerrianne had came to live with him full time he'd only had his bike. However, he'd wanted Fiona to be able to move from place to place of her own free will so he'd finally broken down and bought a small car for her. It was just big enough for Fiona, himself, Kerrianne and now the boys to ride in comfortably.

After he'd helped Lowen secure the car seats in back seat, he heard Kerrianne whine to Fiona "Ma, do I have to come with you and Da?" It was oddly reassuring knowing that even in a time like this she was back to her typical teenage self.

"We're not leaving you alone." he heard Fiona respond.

"But Ma..."

"No buts."

He couldn't help but chuckle as Kerrianne turned to him almost pleading. "Your mother's right. You've babysat for Abel and Thomas before anyway, so I thought you'd want to see them."

"But I'll have the rest of my life to see them!" she whined.

"Well your ma and I still don't want to leave you alone."

"Fine," she sighed climbing into the back seat.

For several minutes the only words spoken were the directions Fiona gave him. Everybody was thinking about how their lives were going to change, but nobody wanted to say this.

Lowen had called ahead to let the center know that they would be arriving and that it would be fine to let Abel and Thomas leave with them, but they still didn't know what to expect. The building was a sterile looking structure of metal and glass which reminded Filip of a hospital and made him feel uneasy. Apparently as nervous as he was, Fiona immediately grabbed his hand when they got out of the car, and squeezed it tightly.

They walked towards the front door holding hands, while Kerrianne trailed behind them nervously.

He could tell the woman at the front desk was regarding them suspiciously and that's when Filip realized that he was wearing his jacket with the patches on the front and the reaper symbol on the back. Unfortunately, the jacket carried a certain reputation with it. Before she spoke, she eyed both him and Fiona a second time.

"How may I help you?" the tone suggested that she was hoping they were there by mistake and didn't need any help at all.

"Filip and Fiona Telford...I believe Ally Lowen phoned ahead about us." he responded.

"I'm so sorry..." she looked even more scared than she had before, but her next comment still surprised him. "Please don't hurt me!"

He couldn't help but look at her incredulously, unsure of how to respond.

Fortunately, Fiona was better able to respond "We're just here about the boys sweetheart."

The woman took a deep breath "right, of course. I'll take you to them."

They followed her down the hall for a few minutes before coming to a stop in front of a room with a window. It reminded him of another time when he'd been forced to watch from the other side of the glass, but this time he could control what events unfolded. Still, it reassured him being able to squeeze Fiona's hand for comfort.

"They're in there." the woman said quickly before turning to almost run back to the front desk.

"I don't think she likes you very much." Kerrianne attempted to joke.

"What's not to like?"

He turned to look at Fiona who was quietly smiling at him. He couldn't help but realize in that moment how much he loved her and how secretly excited he was to be able to raise the boys with her. He hadn't been able to be there for Kerrianne's childhood, which was something he could never reverse. However this would be almost like a new beginning for them both.

"Are we going to go in there or did we just come here for you two to stare at each other and reevaluate your life choices?!" Kerrianne grumbled snapping him out of his thoughts.

He fake sighed "teenagers..." which caused Fiona to smile even wider and stifle a giggle.

Now, however it was time to be serious. Thomas would be too young to understand what had happened, but Abel was old enough to grasp some of the concepts of what he'd seen the previous night before the social worker had taken him away. Filip wasn't looking forward to the talk they'd have to have with him about his parents' deaths.

There was another woman playing with Abel when they walked into the room, but as soon as the door opened the four year old rushed to the three familiar figures. Filip tried to fake a smile as the boy clutched his leg in a hug.

Innocently Abel asked "Where's Daddy?"

Filip knew that when he looked at the little boy there were tears in his eyes and he didn't care how it made him look. "Why don't we sit down." he managed to choke out.

The only chairs in the room went with a children's play table and were far too tiny for any adult to sit in, so he found himself sitting on the floor. He dreaded this part most of all. He knew Abel was old enough to know something had happened, but young enough to not grasp exactly what it was and no matter what he said he was going to shatter the child's whole world.

He had no clue how to begin and he almost wished that Fiona, Kerrianne or even the social worker ,who was silently watching them, would begin for him. However, he had no such luck.

Finally he took a deep breath before speaking "Abel, you know your da loves you very much and that if he could be here he would." He found his voice choking up with tears again before he could say anything else.

He wasn't sure what exactly happened next, but soon they were all hugging. They probably looked mismatched to the casual observer, but this was his family and he knew that he would do everything to keep each and every member safe.