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The next morning, Jocelyn came bounding into his room and jumped on his bed. He moaned and rubbed his hand down his face. She jumped up and down on the bed. He laughed.

"Daddy, I want pancakes," she said.

"All right, is Uncle Happy up?" he asked.

"Yeah, Uncle Clay called. Uncle Happy had to go bye bye."

"All right, let me get up and I'll make you pancakes."

"Ok."

Jocelyn jumped off the bed before he could tell her not to. She tripped and hit the corner of the dresser. She started to scream. He shot out of bed and grabbed her up. She screamed into his shoulder.

"Sit up and let me see," he said.

She sat up. She already had a goose-egg appearing on her forehead. It had a deep purple mark in the middle. He took her down to get some ice. She held the ice while he got dressed. He took her down to the ER to get checked out. He didn't take chances with her. She was fine. They just told him to be careful and wake her up every few hours. She was acting completely normal. Tig took her to the shop with him. Gemma walked out of the office.

"What the hell happened?" she asked.

"She jumped off my bed this morning. Head first into the dresser," Tig said.

"Jesus, did you take her to the ER?"

"Just left there. They said she's fine, I just gotta wake her up every few hours if she falls asleep and keep an eye on the way she's acting."

Gemma nodded. Tig felt like shit that his little girl got hurt on his watch, even though every day was his watch. He was all she really had. Gemma kept her in the office with her to keep an eye on her for the day. Tig went to work in the shop. Jocelyn had no adverse effects from jumping off the bed. She was as normal as any other day. Tig was thankful that she wasn't hurt.

"Daddy," she called to him from the doorway.

"What baby?" he asked.

"Can we go home now?"

"Baby daddy's working. It's the only way we are going to have a home,"

Jocelyn scowled and went back to what she had been doing. She was little but she was bored.

"Come on, let's get you set up with some cartoons," Gemma said.

That brightened Jocelyn a bit. She followed Gemma into the clubhouse.

"Everyone better be decent," Gemma yelled walking in the door.

There was only a few of the Son's in there. Gemma walked Jocelyn to Opie's dorm room. She knocked on the door. Opie opened it. He looked down and smiled when he saw Jocelyn.

"Would you let her watch some cartoons and keep an eye on her?" Gemma asked.

"Sure," Opie grinned.

The girl he was seeing was sitting on the bed. She rolled her eyes when she saw Gemma and Jocelyn. Opie scooped Jocelyn up.

"What happened to your head baby girl?" he asked.

"I jumped off daddy's bed," Jocelyn told him serious look and all.

"Really?"

"She hit the dresser, Tig said," Gemma clarified the ending for her.

"Damn,"

"She got checked out and Tig said if she falls asleep, just wake her after a few hours to make sure she's good. Also just keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't act funny or anything."

Opie nodded. He set Jocelyn down on his bed. The girl sitting there just looked at her. Jocelyn stared right back. Gemma went back to work. Opie turned on the television and put on some cartoons.

"Are you serious?" the girl asked.

Jocelyn was now glued to the television. Opie looked at the girl. She was staring at Jocelyn still.

"Now we're stuck watching some brat?" the girl asked.

Opie's face clouded over.

"No, I'm watching her, you are leaving," he snapped.

"Opie," the girl started.

"No, you know nothing of this club or what this little girl is going thru. You know nothing of who she is. The last thing she needs is another female to treat her like shit. Get out,"

The girl got up and left. Opie picked Jocelyn up from the spot she had settled on the floor. He pulled her back onto the bed with him and watched cartoons with her. She snuggled into his big chest and fell asleep. He and Jax were always looking out for her. He let her sleep for about two hours and woke her up. She woke up just fine. She was her typical grouchy self. She liked her sleep.