"What do you mean you've found him?" I ask Hale as I sat on the couch and looked up at him. I knew what he meant but I didn't want to accept it. I couldn't.

"I'm sorry Riley." Hale mutters. "Officers found him at the side of a road... bullet through the temple." As he spoke my hands began to shake and then so did the rest of me as the tears began to fall. The hole in my chest grew and stretched out the void of pain that ached throughout me as I didn't want to believe what he was telling me. George couldn't be dead. He couldn't. But here Hale was telling that he was just shot through the head not even a few hours ago.

"How do you know?" I snap as I stand up. "How can you even be sure he is George? If your officers were able to find me then its going to be twice a easy for those loan sharks to find me and Tommy!" I all but scream at him. He had stepped back from and Chibs came over to and put his hands on my shoulders to keep me in my place.

"I'm sorry." Hale said again and then he took this moment to leave my house. As the door slammed I clung onto Chibs' kutte and just let it all out. George was dead. He was gone. He wasn't coming to find us. He was gone. Tommy had lost his dad. I had lost my world.

"I can't... I can't..." I whimper through the burn in my throat.

"It's okay. You're going to be okay." Chibs comforted me. He ran his right hand through my short locks and held me close by my shoulders with his left arm.

"Tommy... he can't-"

"He won't." Chibs stops me from going on. "Come on, you need to go rest."

Mom had heard about what happened through Chibs telling the club that I wouldn't be around for a while I sorted things out for George. I didn't have the heart to tell Tommy - but I could tell he knew something was wrong. He wasn't a dumb kid, he knew when something bad was happening. He just didn't quite understand what was happening yet. I warned his teachers about the sudden passing of his father and they promised to keep an eye on him while he was in school. I didn't want to take him out of school, it seemed to be the best place for him to be for the moment.

Mom was now around the house helping me sort through all the documents to get George's body over to Charming so we could have a funeral here for him. I didn't want to accept the fact that he was dead, but I wasn't going to let his grave be miles away from me either.

"You feeling okay baby?" Gemma asks me as I sip my coffee. I hadn't been able to sleep much since two nights ago, so coffee was the only thing besides Tommy keeping me going.

"I'm fine." I reply and put the mug down and continue looking through the paperwork. I could feel her eyes burning holes into the side of my head and I knew that she didn't believe me. "I'm fine, mom." I tell her again while signing one of the pieces of paper.

"It's not going to be easy, you know." She says and I turn my attention to her. "Getting over him. Saying goodbye." She pauses and I press my lips into a thin line. "But you will get through it baby." She hugs me and I feel more tears fall from my eyes. I wipe them away and then turn back to the papers to get everything finished.

I took Tommy to the hospital so we could meet Abel when he was taken out of the toaster today. Tommy was excited to see his little cousin and I was happy to see Jax get to hold his son for the first time since he was born. We sat waiting in the waiting room for a while until Tommy's face lit up and he ran down the hall. I stand up to see Jax and Chibs, Jax had picked Tommy up as he ran at him and Chibs was saying hello to him. I waited till they came over to me and I hug them both in greeting; holding onto Chibs a little longer before letting go.

"How you doing?" He asks while I look at Jax with a pleading look. He understood what I meant and took Tommy to go see Abel. I turn back to Chibs and cross my arms against my chest.

"Fine. Sent the papers off to get George back here and planning the funeral for next week." I tell him and he nods as he listens. "I just don't know what to do with Tommy." I admit with a sigh. We start to slowly pace towards the room that they were keep Abel in.

"If you can't tell him don't feel guilty." Chibs assures me. "He isn't going to understand it for now. He will learn as he grows older and he will have the memories of what his father was really like." We stopped outside the window of the room and I looked in to see Tommy sat with Gemma and Jax.

"I hate lying to him, Chibs." I look down at my feet and bite the inside of my cheek.

"You aren't lying to him. You are just letting him be until he can understand." He raised my face with a finger under my chin until I was looking at him. "Stop blaming yourself." I wiped away at the tear that fell out my right eye and move his hand from my chin but keep hold of it between us.

"I just want things to be okay for him." I say as I look in on my baby boy.

"And it will be. I'm going to help you through this. Anything you need you call me and I'll be there for you." He promises me and I smile at his words. "Look go in there and meet your nephew, enjoy today. Come by the clubhouse later and I'll sort you and Tommy something out." He tells me and I nod my head while looking down at how our hands were interlocked.

"I'm sure he'll enjoy that." I smile.

"I've got to get back to the clubhouse right now," Chibs sighs. "But remember to come by later." He then places his left hand on the back of my head and kisses my forehead before smiling and walking down the hall. I watch as he turns the corner and leaves my eye sight before going into the room with my family.

Meeting Abel and being able to hold him was the joy that I needed right now. Seeing Tommy being so careful as he held his cousin was wonderful to see as well. He did everything Jax told him to do and made sure not to move an inch while he stared down at the baby. He even asked for a sibling of his own, of which I laughed and called him a cheeky monkey for. But I told him maybe in the future and my heart tugged as I thought about how it could never happen because his father was no longer in the picture.

Once we had said our goodbyes, I took Tommy to grab some take-out to treat him for being a good boy with the baby and we went to the clubhouse.

"Can I see Chibs?" Tommy asks as we walked across the parking lot.

"Of course baby." I answer him and he smiles at me and lets go of my hand and runs into the clubhouse with his bag of food in his little hands. When I entered I saw that the place was near enough empty and Chibs was no where to be seen. I walked over to Bobby and leant against the table he was sat with my hand.

"Have you seen the Scotsman?" I ask him and he looks up at me.

"Had to run out, club buisness." He tells me and I nod my head before going over to where Tommy was sat at the bar and eating his burger happily.

"Baby, Chibs has had to go out-"

"Watch out!" I turned just in time to move both my son and myself out of the way of the Scotsman and Juice carrying through a man towards the chapel. I covered Tommy's eye sight of the chaos that was happening but he still heard the shouts from Chibs and tried to look around me.

"Mommy!" He pouts at me when I don't move and his sight is blocked again. I give him a stern look and he crosses his arms and looks down at his legs as he kicked them out and under the stool he was on. I turn to look Clay and Gemma as they walk in.

"What the hell happened there?" I ask Clay and all I get in response in a grunt and a side look before he walks to sit down. "Lovely." I turn to Gemma who gives me a smile and ruffles Tommy's hair.

"You should probably take him home. It's going to be a long night." She warns me and I shake my head.

"What happened?" I ask as I wasn't given an answer by Clay. Mom then looks into the chapel at the bloody mess that was happening in there.

"Deal gone wrong, now we have an Irish man amongst us." She tells me and I nod my head.

"Tommy baby, go into Jax's room for me please." I kneel down to my son and he looks up at me and nods his head. I give him my phone and unlock it so he could play the learning games on there before watching him go into Jax's room. I then enter the chapel and roll my hoodie sleeves up and look at Chibs across the table.

"Just tell me what I can do." There had been enough death around me and I didn't want this poor man to die too.