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"You're going to love school Tommy. The teacher tells stories and sings fun songs about buses and animals. Oh and you get to have snack time." She rattled off the exciting parts about Kindergarten as Jax and Opie walked behind them.

"Will you be there?" he asked her, grabbing her hand in his little one.

"No. I won't I'll be in Mr. Waxman's Third grade class, right at the end of the hall." She informed him pointing at the classroom door at the far end of the school.

"Why can't you stay wif' me?" he asked lip trembling as he looked at her with those sad eyes.

"Uh-"she wasn't sure what to say so she looked at up at her Uncle John and her daddy.

"Hey little man, don't cry. Tara has to go to class just like you do. Just like your brother and Opie have too as well" Uncle John said, wiping away Tommy's tear tracks while giving Jax and Opie a stare that meant 'You better stay in class and don't cause any trouble.'

"Why can't she go to my class?" The littlest Teller asked sincerely.

"Tara's already gone to kindergarten, so now it's your turn to go and be a big boy. Plus all Princes who want a Princess have to go to Kindergarten. How else are they gonna learn to sing to them." John Teller told his youngest before throwing a smile over at her. "Isn't that right Jax?" He asked his oldest, eyes never straying from his baby boy.

"Yeah that's right. Also you get to take naps. Just like I'll be doing in science." He assured his brother before walking over and patting him on the head. Not even looking at his father, who was sure to be glaring at him for that snarky comment.

"Come on, I bet if you ask dad really nicely he'll even let me walk you into class to meet your teacher to make sure she isn't a dragon." He mock-whispered to his brother, crouching down to Thomas' eye level, all the while fiddling with his backpack straps.

"Tara too?" Thomas asked looking over at her, hope shining in his eyes and the beginning of a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Sure Tommy." She chirped squeezing his hand that was still gripping onto hers.

"Okay let's go!" He clapped with glee, before running into the classroom leaving the older children and adults standing in the hall.

"Anything to miss a little bit of class." John Teller chuckled at his oldest as the bell for the beginning of the year sounded.

"Just being a good big brother." Jax quipped innocently, at his dad before smiling at his mother who was trying not to cry at the fact that her youngest was growing up so fast. Jax motioned for Opie to follow him in and with that she was left alone in the doorway with the adults.

"Better get in their sweetie or you'll never get to class." Her mother said while chuckling as she grabbed her father's hand and kissed him before walking towards Mr. Waxman's class. To let him know why Tara would be a little late for class.

She gave her dad and Uncle John a big toothy smile before skipping into the room to meet up with Thomas and the boys.

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"Give it back! It's not yours!" she yelled at Jacob Hale, the eighth grade bully who had torn the book from her hands and was flipping through its pages, while bending them all. He simply smiled over at her before throwing the book down on the playground before stomping all over it and laughing at her constant pleas to stop.

"I said stop!" she screeched at him, her face turning a fire-engine red, and her hands balling into fists. She didn't realize that her yelling at the bumbling oaf had attracted the attention of everyone but the teachers on the playground duty.

"I'm pretty sure she said stop." She heard a familiar voice speak up from behind her. Turning away from Jacob for a moment to look behind her she saw Jax and Opie standing right behind her who both flashed her a small smile before resuming the cold stare at the boy taunting her.

"Yeah, what are you gonna do about it Teller? Why don't you run along and play Jack and the bean stalk, you already have the giant as a best friend." Jacob Hale snickered making fun of Opie; All the while slightly ripping the pages of the book with every twist and turn of his sneakered feet.

"No, I am going to let you give the book back to her-" he said motioning to her, while stepping in front of her, blocking her from Jacob's view " or I'm gonna take it back." He said venomously.

"And if I don't?" the pimple faced golden child of Charming inquired arching an eyebrow.

"Well then I am going to take it back, and smash your ugly troll face with it." He replied calm as steel.

A chorus of "OHH's" and "Fight, Fight" could be heard as the ranks of children from all classes filed around the two boys, pushing her into the fold, simply an observer standing next to Opie.

Jacob simply ignored Jax's words and turned his foot once more really hard, completely ripping the page out of the book. The sound of the torn page shearing from its binding was practically an okay for the fight to begin because before she knew what was happening Jax and Jacob were wrestling on the ground and Jax was hitting Jacob in the face with the book. Before Jacob got the upper hand and lunged at Jax's face with all his might.

"BREAK IT UP! Come on, break it up!" one of the playground ladies yelled before blowing the whistle while pushing past the glob of children eager for a front row seat. "What is the meaning of this?!" she roared at the boys who were too busy hitting each other to answer.

"Jacob stole my book and refused to give it back, and he was hurting it. So Jax tried to get it back." She supplied, looking up at the teacher with her big doe eyes, the ones her daddy said could get her out of anything.

The teacher sighed for a moment before two other teachers came into view and helped separate the boys. Each grabbing a hold of a hand and pulling while the lady next to her continued to blow her whistle like it was a birthday cake filled with a million candles. Once the two fighting boys were separated and blocked by a teacher the whistle lady ceased her blowing for a moment until she caught a breathe and then stomped off with the words "follow me" directed at the children originally involved. She snuck a glance over at Opie who tried to smile encouragingly at her before she walked sullenly behind the teachers who were escorting Jacob Hale and Jax. The book was firmly clutched in his hands.

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"Ms. Knowles would you mind telling me what happened? I know you already told Mrs. Mendoza-" he said before looking over at the whistle lady who nodded and then left the room. "but I would like to hear your side of the story again." The sweet Dr. Whitmore asked her, from behind his really big desk in the principal's office. She hesitated a moment, looking down at her hands before staring back at Dr. Whitmore who smiled encouragingly.

"Well I was reading this book that my Daddy bought me, it's a called Charlotte's Web and it's about a pig named Wilbur." She said excitedly.

"That's an awfully big book for an incoming third grader, you must be really smart." He encouraged her, she couldn't help but beam with pride.

"That's what my mommy says all the time." She said hands twisting in her lap.

"Well your mommy is certainly right. But what happened with Mr. Hale and Mr. Teller?" Dr. Whitmore inquired, easing back into the subject at hand.

"Well Jacob took my book away and was folding the pages and my mom told me to never hurt my books and he was. I told him to stop but he wouldn't and when Jax and Opie-"

"Opie?" Dr. Whitmore questioned, brow arching searching for a face to put to the name.

"Winston." She supplied, waiting to begin her story again.

"Oh you mean Harry, huh funny nickname. Continue. " Dr. Whitmore mused aloud before allowing her to continue on with the events that landed her in front of his desk.

"Then Jacob tore my pages and Jax told him that if he didn't give it back he would take it back. And then they fought." She told Dr. Whitmore before looking around the big room.

"Thank you Ms. Knowles, that'll be all." He replied, writing something down on the paper in front of him.

"Will Jax get in trouble Dr. Whitmore? He was only trying to help me get my book back. I promise. He didn't mean to hit Jacob, it's just he said some mean things about Opie too." She asked nervously, fiddling with her hands, awaiting his answer.

Coming around his desk, he stood in front of her chair and smiled at her before letting her know that the matter would be handled and that although Jax was trying to get her book back he shouldn't have hit Jacob and he would need to be reprimanded because violence isn't tolerated for any reason before walking her out the door. She waved goodbye with a smile on her lips as Dr. Whitmore called in Jacob and Jax into his office. Jacob sneered at her, bumping her side before storming into the office.

"I told Dr. Whitmore that Jacob was being mean to me and that he took my book and that's why you hit him. I'm sorry if I got you in trouble Jax." She said quietly afraid that he would be mad at her.

"Don't worry about it." He assured her before holding out the book to her.

"You got my book back?" she asked in amazement, eyes blown wide, and a smile gracing her lips.

"I told you I would didn't I? Sorry it's a little damaged, Jacob's face got the cover all dirty." He said smiling before tapping the tiny droplets of blood that had dripped from Jacob's nose on to the cover.

"Thank you!" She said while flinging her arms around him before grabbing the book and walking down the hall towards Mr. Waxman's.

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"It's only the first day of Fifth grade, and I already had to come down to the Principals office to have a discussion about your behavior. Jackson Teller, you're lucky I love you or else your ass would be mine." Gemma sternly said as they all sat down to a big family-style dinner.

"I was defending Tara mom, Jacob Hale was being an ass hat-"

A chorus of laughter was met with Jax's choice of words while, Gemma glared at him before spooning more veggies onto her plate.

"Anyways, Jacob was being mean to Tara and he wouldn't give her the book back and so I took it." He said before spooning a mouthful of mashed potatoes into his awaiting mouth along with a buttered roll.

"Its true Aunt Gemma, Jacob was being a bully and Jax helped me. Look and he got my book back for me too." She said excitedly pulling it out from under the table and holding it out for everyone to see.

"Is that blood on the cover?" her mother asked, taking it from her hands and inspecting it.

"Yep. From that troll's nose." Opie chimed in, before clapping Jax on the back.

"Dear God, please let this one be a boy. I don't think I could handle another girl." Her mother said exasperated while rubbing at the small bump on her tummy.

"And you think having a boy will make our life easier?" Hugh laughed good-naturedly before looking at the little hellions and his princess seated at the table.

"He's got a point there Kat. A boy in this dysfunctional family is asking for trouble. But then again it's always over a girl." Uncle John teased before smiling over at her and making a funny face.

"Cause she's a Princess!" Tommy hollered from his little seat, while flinging mashed potatoes onto his mother.

"Then again, having another Princess wouldn't be so bad." Her mother teased her before blowing her a kiss and handing the book back before telling her to put it under the chair and to finish her peas.

"Tommy what did you think of Kindergarten?" she asked, while discreetly or so she thought pushing the peas onto Opie's plate.

"Fun. I ate goldfish and l have my own cubby and chair and it's all mine." He said excitedly.

"Quite territorial isn't he?" Uncle Piney mused aloud, sending a wink to Uncle John. "Wonder where he gets that?" he elaborated looking at all the adults at the table who were holding in their laughter. "Must run in the family." Her daddy tacked on, glancing at Jax before Uncle John let out a great big booming peal of laughter, which the rest of the adults soon followed.

"What's going on?" she questioned looking between Jax and Opie and even little Thomas.

"Who knows? They are all nuts." Opie said before looking down at his plate, which was filled with peas.

"TARA!" he said in outrage, turning to glare at her for the amount of vegetables that suddenly appeared on his plate.

She smiled sweetly at him, while she ate another bite of the roll in her hand.

"Green Giant." Jax sing-songed under his breath, forcing her into a fit of giggles and clutching her sides. However Opie didn't find it the least bit funny as he grumbled about finishing the veggies on his plate or else he wouldn't get any pie.

She looked at the smiles on her parents faces and at the lovey-dovey kisses Aunt Gemma was peppering on Uncle John, at the sounds of glee coming from Thomas as he told Uncle Piney about his day and finally at the bickering boys next to her, before glancing down at the beat-up, blood speckled cover of Charlotte's Web. The first day of third grade couldn't have been better she thought before opening up the book and reading it half-hid under the table as the world of SAMCRO orbited around her.

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"Where is he? Excuse me; I'm looking for a patient. He was brought in about twenty minutes ago with a group of men." Her mother asked the lady in blue scrubs walking down the hallway.

"Uh, sorry Miss. I'm not allowed to give out that information. Are you family?" the lady asked, looking down at her for a moment before focusing back on my mother.

"What the hell does that matter? I know he is here. It's the closest hospital for at least an hour and I demand you tell me what room he is in." her mother screamed aggravated at the night nurse.

The lady in blue paled for a moment as she was introduced to the Fitz temper before looking down at her charts and shuffling through some papers before mumbling something and pointing down the hall, not meeting her mother's eyes.

"Thank you." Her mother huffed out before dragging her and Mr. Dolphin down the hallway.

She could hear them before she actually saw them; they were a loud bunch of hooligans. At least that's what her mother always said.

"I got here as soon as I could. I had to get Tara up and into the car." Her mother said as an explanation as to why they got here later than the others.

"Kat, Darlin you know you didn't have to come down here. It's the middle of the night for Christ sake." Piney assured her mother before looking down at her. Her Uncle Piney looked awful tired she noticed.

"Nonsense. You know as well as I do why I have to be here, we are all family." her mother said softly, letting go of her hand and patting her Uncles shoulder kindly.

Looking around at all the men in black, who were slumped in chairs or leaning against the wall she noticed off to the side that the boys were sitting in chairs not saying a word. Sparing one final look at her mother who was in the middle of talking to Uncle Piney and Aunt Gemma she walked over, dragging Mr. Dolphin behind her. Walking up to the boys she noticed that they were in their pajamas too.

She didn't say anything to the boys, just sat down next to Jax and snuggled up with Mr. Dolphin. Pulling her knees up she scrunched her pink nighty around her and fell asleep in the chair next to the boys of SAMCRO.