Olivia woke up early and helped herself to a shower in the en suite off the dorm room, she couldn't help but clean up a little bit while she was in there too. Jax had the place looking like a college room. Toweling her hair dry before wrapping the towel around her she tiptoed back through the room, doing her best to not wake Jax as she located her clothing, pulling them on piece by piece.

Jax was still out cold, the blankets draped around his waist but his toned torso was still on display, Olivia took a moment to admire the ridges of his six pack before she climbed back into the bed next to him and began peppering kisses along his jaw line.

He grunted and stirred awake, turning his face towards her without opening his eyes but his fingers began to trace circles along her back just the same.

"We have to get up before the guys get back." She muttered, nudging her head into his neck.

"Right now I could care less about the guys." He grinned, opening his eyes slightly to peer down at her.

"You could care less about Ope walking in here right now?" Her smile turned into a laugh when Jax pulled himself up from the bed, moving to gather his clothes that were thrown around the room, Olivia watched him getting dressed, her eyes roaming over the reaper tattoo on his back when he turned around. That tattoo was a symbol of how much the club was well and truly a part of Jax, she chewed on her lip as the reaper gleamed back at her, she grew up around that symbol, it was everywhere in her life too but she never knew it'd impact her so much.

"My eyes are up here." Jax smirked, pulling her out of her reverie as he walked back towards her, leaning across the bed to place a kiss to her lips.

"If anything comes up I crashed here just because I was cleaning until really late." Olivia wanted to get their story straight, if they started making different excuses to different people it wouldn't be long before everyone found out, plus she wasn't technically lying, it had been late when Jax arrived back from the cabin.

Olivia made her way into the kitchenette off the main room of the club house as Jax decided to see what the damage was to the rest of the rooms around, the ATF didn't leave anything unturned. She wrinkled her nose as she went through the presses and the fridge, she would have hired a house keeper for the guys if she could guarantee that none of them would end up in bed with the help, she couldn't be certain of any type that Tig wouldn't mount at any given chance.

A distant chorus of thunder from outside announced the guys arrival home as Olivia rewashed a bowl and settled on some cereal for breakfast, leaning against the counter as she spooned the cornflakes into her mouth she heard the door of the club opening accompanied by chat and laughter.

"Still in last nights clothes?" Gemma asked as she made her way into the kitchen, turning the kettle on.

"ATF did a good job of wrecking the clubhouse yesterday so I was cleaning till late, it was easier to just crash here for the night." Olivia shrugged nonchalantly. "You decided to come out of the slammer?"

"Couldn't stay in there forever, could I?" Gemma sighed, as she made herself a cup of coffee and lit a cigarette. "Made my peace with Cherry, she's a balsy one."

"Maybe she can help Half-Sac toughen up."

Clay made his way into the kitchenette, a grin plastered on his face. It was rare that Clay was in a good mood, obviously the clubs success and the fact that him and Gemma had made amends had left the President in an exceptional mood.

"Thank you for cleaning up the club, Liv." He smiled, pulling Olivia into a hug, catching her off guard. "It means a lot."

"That's no problem, you guys had enough on your plate I didn't want you coming back to a clubhouse that had been turned upside down." Clay gave Olivia a small smile before making his way over to his wife, Liv took that as a queue to leave the room, letting the couple have some privacy.

"She's a smart girl." Clay jutted his thumb over his shoulder to where Olivia had been standing, Gemma flicked the ash from her cigarette into the sink.

"There's something going on with her and Jax." Gemma looked at Clay pointedly, taking another drag from her cigarette.

"Encourage it, she has loyalties to us." Gemma nodded to her husband but a frown stayed on her face, Olivia wasn't what she was worried about, she was under no illusions when it came to her sons wondering eye. She just prayed he didn't do something stupid.

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Jax's POV;

"They really ripped the place up didn't they?" Opie frowned as he peered in each dorm room, himself and Jax were moving around surveying the damage as the guys got ready for the final stage of their business meet with Nate.

"Yeah, bastards really enjoyed themselves too." Jax replied, following Opie down the corridor towards his dorm. "How's Donna doing?" Opie replied with a sigh as the best friends entered Jax's room, it had been awhile since they had a proper catch up.

"Still struggling, the money worries aren't worth it I can't stick to a day to day job anyway." Opie picked up some of Jax's rings that had been strewn across the floor and placed them on the bedside locker.

"I don't know man, it's a shitty situation."

Jax filled Opie in on Abels progress and what was happening with Wendy at the moment.

"And Tara?" Opie asked his best friend, folding his arms. No one forgot about what Tara did to Jax back then, Opie himself had to physically drag him into the shower and out of the house at one point.

"I'm not going back there, man, there's too much hurt." Jax shook his head, glancing down at the floor. "I can't trust that she won't just walk out again."

The two men stayed there chatting for another while, finding a bit of solace in the wreckage that was made of the room. It was away from the others and that's all they both wanted right now, just a few moments peace. The sound of Clays voice drifted towards them signalling it was time to move. They weren't planning on letting Maineke away with what he had put them through, Piney wasn't happy that he had been duped and wanted revenge more than anything else, himself and Jax had made up in the cabin the night before and Jax hated that this old bastard had caused a stir between the club, especially when it lead to Olivia being mad at him. Opie hoisted himself from the bed and made to follow Jax out of the room, he glanced to the side and noticed something glimmering on the desk that caught his eye. Before Jax noticed he pocketed the piece of jewelry and followed the VP through the clubhouse.

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Olivia's POV;

After the boys had left to finish business Olivia had rang in sick to work, deciding the club needed her more right now. She had cleaned out her fathers bedroom in the clubhouse, tidying up what was thrown around the place as best as she could. He had a lot of junk and cleanliness was never his strong point anyhow, before moving on to Opies, it had lay vacant for awhile but she knew since him and Donna were going through rough patches there were some nights lately where he preferred to stay here and get a nights sleep than go home and face the arguing that awaited.

Olivia was walking through the main bar in the clubhouse carrying two bin bags when she spotted a familiar looking girl leaning against the pool table surveying the room, the distinct mark on her nose and the dark shadow under her eyes made it clear who she was.

"You handle a skateboard to the face like a champ." Olivia smirked at the newcomer.

"Is that a compliment?" The younger girl half laughed.

"It's not an insult." Olivia shoved a bin bag into the girls hands. "If you're gonna stand there watching me you may as well make yourself useful."

"I'm Cherry by the way." She introduced herself while trotting to keep up with Olivia as they made their way outside into the sun. Olivia shoved open the top of the dumpster before throwing the bag into the depths, wrinkling her nose at the smell that protruded from it, she wiped her hands against each other attempting to brush off the grime as Cherry disposed of her bag.

"You made quite an entrance into Charming." Olivia walked over to the picnic bench and lit up a cigarette, offering one to Cherry who took it with a short thanks.

"I made up with Gemma I don't see what it has to do with anyone else around here." Olivia glanced at the girl with her eyebrows raised, meeting her stern glare. Touche. She didn't comment as she offered Cherry a light.

"You serious about Half-Sac?"

"Wouldn't be here if I wasn't." She shrugged, shaking her head so her bangs shifted from her eyes.

"It's not an easy life, there's a lot of shit." Olivia warned, taking a drag of her cigarette.

"And who's Old Lady are you?"

"Not an Old Lady, I'm Olivia Winston, my Dad is Piney and brother is Opie, blood ties into this place."

"Are you going to be an Old Lady?" Cherry asked, confusion was running deep in her voice, it was rare that the kids of members stuck around for too long if they didn't have another agenda, Olivia wasn't about to get into her family details with this girl that she'd just met, all she knew about her is that she has an interest in Half-Sac but she got up on Clay.

"Just a word of warning, out of everyone in this club, you want Gemma as a friend. Clay may wear the Presidents badge but the Queen of SAMCRO runs this place." Cherry nodded as she smoked her own cigarette, she squinted across the lot as she thought hard about what Olivia had told her.

"I'm not some outsider coming in, I've been around the other charters for years now and all I've ever wanted was to be an Old Lady. I'm ready for the commitment."

Cherry and Olivia got to work on the rest of the clubhouse, there wasn't much to clean up after Olivias work the night before but the extra hand helped a lot. Gemma appeared back after awhile with coffees and sandwiches, thanking the girls for their work in the club.

Cherry took off soon after to run some errands leaving Olivia and Gemma alone in the bar of the clubhouse.

"She's got balls." Olivia pointed towards where Cherry had disappeared through the door.

"I know, I hate that." Gemma smirked slightly making Olivia laugh. "I'm going to the hospital later to see Abel, you coming?"

"Yeah, I might wait for Jax to come back, I know he was hoping to stop by."

"You can't keep an eye on him and Tara forever, Livy." Gemma told her pointedly, Olivia glanced to the sandwich in front of her before nodding slightly at Gemma's words. "I meant what I said before, I'm on your team. A man needs to be taken care of and Jax needs that now more than ever."

"Jax isn't ready for a newborn yet, the days are gonna fly by and eventually Abel is going to be home and Jax is gonna be stood in an empty house with a crying baby and that reality is going to hit hard."

"Are you ready for a newborn?" Gemma asked, making Olivia turn and face her with a questioning look. "Because if you're taking on my son, you're taking on that baby too."

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Olivia had finally figured out the new filing system, it was all set and organised the hardest part was going to be getting the guys to fill out forms for each vehicle as they were working on it. She stood back with her hands on her hips to admire the work she had completed in the office. It looked a lot tidier and everything was easier to find, this had to make working here a lot less stressful. She turned at the sound of someone walking through the door and saw Opie ducking into the small room, his large frame seemed to take up half of it.

"Isn't it pretty?" Olivia smiled widely as she pointed to her labeled filing cabinets.

"Beautiful." Opie responded sarcastically as he merely glanced at the cabinet before letting himself drop onto the couch in the room.

"How was the run?" Olivia asked, perching on the side of the desk.

"Got everything dealt with." He sighed running his hand over his face. Olivia watched her brother carefully, there was bags under his eyes from lack of sleep and he seemed to look older than his years at the moment, she assumed from stress.

"How's Donna?" Olivias voice was quiet but Opie only responded with a withering look in her direction. "Hiding out here isn't gonna solve anything, Ope."

"Can I please not have the lecture at the moment, I stay here to get away from the nagging." He snapped, glaring at her.

"I'm not nagging I'm trying to help!" Olivia countered. "Jesus Christ leaving your wife at home with two kids because you don't want to face the reality of whats going on. How's that gonna solve anything?" Opie held Olivias gaze as he reached into his pocket and pulled out her gold necklace, her face fell for a moment before she shook herself again. "Don't try and change the subject."

"No, you're trying to preach to me about facing my issues now tell me why I found this on Jax's bedside locker."

"I told you I stayed over last night because I was cleaning late, Jax's bathroom was the only one that wasn't torn to shit so I had a shower in there this morning." Opie shook his head in disbelief as he felt his temper rising.

"Which room did you stay in?" Olivia knew it was a trick question, his and Pineys room were both still left in a mess after the agents, Jax's was the only one with a freshly made bed.

"Did you interrogate Jax like this?" Olivia asked, folding her arms across her chest as she forced herself to look at her older brother. She could feel her face burning and she really did hate herself for lying to Opie but her and Jax were still finding their feet at the moment, people didn't need to be sticking their noses in, especially not her own family.

"No I didn't say anything to Jax because if he lied to my face like this I would kill him." Opie said dangerously, his temper was visibly rising but he did have a loyalty to both of them, the three covered up for each other a lot in their teen years surely he could do that now. "I just thought out of everyone right now you two would at least tell me the truth."

Opie pushed himself from the couch, flinging Olivias necklace onto the desk as he stormed out of the office, slamming the door closed behind him. Olivia blinked back tears as she watched her brother striding across the yard, he mounted his bike and tore out of the yard earning curious glances from everyone stood there. Olivia knew he was hurting over Donna and this was just a way of him venting, or maybe he just felt like everything was snowballing around him right now but the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him. The disappointment dripping from his words cut her deep and she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself.

After a few minutes the door of the office swung open again, she made a move to wipe her tears but stopped when she saw it was Jax, the look of confusion on his face turned to sympathy as he closed the door behind him and made his way to her, pulling her into his chest, he let her cuddle into him for a few minutes before she gathered herself and pulled away again but still kept her hand clutching his Kutte.

"Opie knows there's something going on with us but I tried to lie my way out of it but it made it worse." Her words came out in a rush as she tried to keep herself from bawling again.

"He's going through a lot right now, Liv, it's not because of us." Jax reassured her, cradling her face and wiping away her tears with his thumbs.

"That's why I'm upset I want to help him Jax, not add to it." She let her head fall into the palm of his hand as he stepped forward and kissed her forehead.

"I'll talk to him, he's just worried and I don't blame him I do have a track record." Jax smiled sadly as he slipped his hand around the back of her neck and pressed his forehead to hers. "They're not gonna get me away from you that easily."

Olivia couldn't help but smile as Jax ran the tip of his nose along the length of her own before kissing her gently on the lips, he knew he was the one Opie had the problem with over this situation, he didn't want Olivia worrying about it.

Jax's POV;

Jax watched as the guys made arrangements to put bets on Half-Sac for fighting, the kid wasn't too bad from what he'd seen but Lowal was hardly much competition. Still if they could rig the last fight the club would be in for some big money.

Clay called Bobby aside and asked him to test Cherry's loyalty to the club prospect, there was no way that was gonna end well.

"Half-Sacs gonna lose his mind." Jax reasoned, standing from his position on the bench.

"Yeah well we could use that anger in the fight." Clay shrugged off the warning as he made his way across the lot. "Call Unser, see if he wants in on some of this fight action."

"Clay, he's out on the job." Jax warned as Tig sidled up to the pair. "Dug up some old bones this morning."

"Where?" Clay asked, giving him his full attention.

"Out on Fourty-Four." Tig and Clay shared look, making Jax sigh deeply. "What."

"Nothing, we got it covered."

Jax opened his mouth to question the guys further when the roar of a motorbike interrupted him, he turned to see Opie speeding on to the lot. The rest of the guys had also abandoned what they were doing to see how their brother was, everyone knew he and Olivia had an altercation earlier on but Jax had just told them it was over Donna. Olivia left shortly after to clear her head, everyone in the club cared about her but their constant checking up on her since was getting on her nerves, plus she hated lying to everyone over and over again.

Jax watched his best friend unclip his helmet and hang it on the handlebar of the bike before striding across the lot, his face was thunderous and he was refusing to make eye contact with anyone.

"Ope." Jax reached out, wanting to talk to him.

"Don't" Opie growled, shooting daggers at Jax, he continued to stride towards the clubhouse without another word, Jax followed close behind him. They entered the empty clubhouse before Opie rounded on him, fire in his eyes. "I don't know what I'm angry over Jax, the fact that you're screwing my sister or that you're both lying to me about it."

"It's not like that." Jax reasoned, his voice low, he really didn't want anyone else hearing this conversation. "She's not a croweater, I'd never treat her like any of the other girls."

"Damn right she's not!" Opie roared, stepping closer to Jax. "You don't know how to treat women any other way."

"And you do?" Jax fought back, that last comment had stung. "Look at you and Donna, you can't preach to me about what way to treat women." Jax knew it was coming eventually but the collision of Opie's fist to his jaw still came as a surprise. Opie was a much bigger guy than him and he had hit him with a solid right hook, Jax stumbled backwards, he would have fallen to the ground but the pool table broke his fall. Before Jax could get back on his feet properly Clay had come bursting through the door, he stood in between the two younger men, warning Opie with one look.

"I don't care what family issues you have here but you will stand down!" Clays voice boomed through the clubhouse, Tig, Bobby and Chibs had followed the president wearing matching frowns as they surveyed the seen in front of them.

"Jax, just said a few things about my marriage that I didn't like." Opie muttered, refusing to look at any of them. It made Jax feel a lot more guilty that he was still lying for him, although it was probably more to protect Olivia than him right now.

Without another work Opie disappeared through the clubhouse and into his dorm in the back, Jax shrugged to the others and headed the opposite way, through the clubhouse doors and onto his bike, he paused to spit some blood out of his mouth before starting up the Harley and tearing out of the lot.

Olivia's POV;

Olivia was very aware that she was dozing off in her seat in front of Abel, the beeping monitors once again clearing her head as she focused on the small baby in front of her. She thought about going to Donna but if Opie wasn't there it could make things worse, she had no idea where her brother might be so eventually her busy thoughts brought her here. She had attempted to read to Abel but it wasn't clearing her mind and she kept stumbling over her words so instead she just sat and spoke to him. Telling him what the weather was outside or any of the good news she heard in the week, how each of his family members were. She knew he couldn't understand her but it was keeping her mind clear just focusing on the good things. Eventually she had run out of things to say and opted for curling up on the chair and watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. He had definitely gotten much bigger in the past few days and he even looked stronger.

Olivia turned her head lazily at the sound of the door opening, Jax made his way in, standing over Abel's incubator while placing a hand on the top of it.

"Hey little man." He smiled, the exchange made Olivia smile to herself. "How did I know I'd find Liv here too."

"He's kinda my comfort zone right now." She responded to Jax's light teasing, he walked over and perched on the arm of the chair she was sitting in, taking her hand in his. "What happened to your cheek?" Olivia reached up to stroke where his cheek was cut across the bone, the soft purple bruising starting to spread along the area and under his eye.

"I said some shit to Ope, he put me in my place." Jax sighed, kissing the fingers on her hand before turning his attention back to Abel.

"I never wanted any of this to happen." Olivia sighed, resting her head on his thigh, Jax didn't respond instead he continued to run his fingers through her hair as they both watched Abel.

Olivia had drifted off at some point while Jax stayed focus on his future lying in an incubator in front of him.

After awhile the sound of voices stirred her awake, keeping her eyes closed she recognized the voice belonged to Tara and she couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips when she realised Jax hadn't moved from his position supporting her.

Tara was telling him how Abel was doing great, growing stronger everyday, she went over a few of the technical terms with him before concluding that Abel would be out of the incubator in the next couple of days.

"What happened to your face." Tara had hesitated before asking the question that was obviously eating away at her since she walked into the room.

"Just a bit of brotherly love from Ope." Olivia could hear the smile on Jax's voice.

"Got anything to do with this?" At Taras words Jax's hand came back to Olivias hair, playing with the ends of it gently.

"Something like that." The sound of the door opening and closing again signaled Tara's exit from the room. "I know you're awake." Olivia grinned widely at Jax's words before looking up at him, he was smiling back.

"Alan must be refusing to speak to us."

"He passed by the window about twenty minutes before Tara came in, don't worry I was friendly and waved to him." Olivia swatted Jax playfully on the arm as he laughed. "Don't act like you woulda done the same to Tara."

"We telling people now?" She asked, focusing her gaze back on Abel.

"I think most have guessed by now, but maybe just not officially yet." Jax sighed, pulling himself up from the chair they were sharing.

"You still afraid of Piney?" Olivia teased, raising her eyebrows.

"Hell yeah, have you seen the aim that guy has?" Jax admitted making her laugh once again.

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Olivia had left the hospital soon after Gemma had arrived, wanting to give the family a bit of privacy. She made her way back to TM with one person in particular in mind.

"Anyone see Opie?"

"Think he's on the roof, love." Chibs gestured upwards before walking over and encasing her in a hug. "Every family has it's problems, doll, you guys'll work it out."

"That's what I'm hoping." Olivia smiled as she squeezed the scott back and made her way back out of the clubhouse and across to the ladder leading to the roof. The roof was always a safe place for the youngsters to smoke and drink when they were younger, thinking that no one could see them while they could watch the world passing by on the horizon, the sun was currently setting meaning the view was tinted with orange and pink hues, Olivia's favorite time to be up here. She took a second to admire the view before making her way over to her brother, he knew she was there but he hadn't turned to look at her yet, he was focusing on the beer he was currently nursing in his large hands. Olivia sat down beside him, continuing to stare across the horizon, they sat in silence for what felt like hours before Opie finally spoke.

"I shouldn't have hit him."

"Ah he could do with it now and again." Olivia joked making Opie breath out a short laugh, he shortly went back to sullen demeanor after this.

"Why him?" It was a question Olivia didn't know how to answer, one she had been thinking of herself for the past while.

"It's always been him." She concluded, shrugging slightly as she watched her brothers expression. "You know that, you're the only one that's always known that."

"Jax has always cared about you, he was there for you more than I have been for awhile now." Opie sighed deeply, taking a swig of his bottle before continuing. "He's just always been a whore though."

Olivia snorted a laugh at this, that was not the sentence she was expecting and she was glad that Opie was chuckling along beside her. "He definitely has been, I'm not defending him for that but are you trying to put me into the same caliber as Wendy and Ima?"

"Definitely not." Opie shook his head. "And as much as I want to protect you I know you can kick his ass just as well as any of the rest of us if it's needed."

Olivia smiled at this before linking her arm through his and shuffling closer to him, he turned his head to place a kiss on her forehead before looking back out along the horizon. The siblings stayed like this, neither of them acknowledging the roar of the motorbike that had pulled into the yard or the sound of footsteps making their way up the ladder.

"Is it safe to come to the edge?" Jax teased sheepishly as he stopped a short while away from the brother and sister.

"I don't know yet." Opie huffed, finishing the bottle he had.

"Aw, come here, I'll protect you." Olivia played along, holding her free arm out to Jax earning her a look from Opie. Jax merely smiled back before taking a seat on her other side, helping himself to one of the bottles Opie had brought up.

"I still don't like this." Opie huffed only half playfully as he eyed his best friend. "But sorry about the punch."

"That's okay, just don't tell your old man until I get the chance to heal." Jax grinned back, clinking his bottle against Opie's.

"At least you're afraid of one Winston." Olivia smiled back.

The three stayed on the roof for the rest of the evening reminiscing about old times and and drinking to their hearts content, for just a few moments the three could forget about everything else that was happening around them.

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Author's Note;

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