A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you're enjoying this! This chapter is where Sophie begins to take over the story, be prepared for some serious cute.
Also, for those that frequent AO3, I publish there under the pen name GazDibMama, this is the same story.
I still only own my OC's and plot. The rest is the genius of Kurt Sutter.
When Jules walked back to the clubhouse, she was still shaking a little from the revelations that Jake had made. She knew Dougie had always hated her. Okay, that wasn't true, she knew when he had started to hate her, but he had brought that shit on himself. But otherwise, yeah, Rip had been legal guardian, but she had been raised by Jake Lyons because her Mom had been afraid that her real Dad would try to take her from Jake if her Mom made Jake her legal guardian.
He did what he did to Ray because he hated her, and by extension, Sophie, and had wanted them to suffer. She knew that she would never be able to stay another night in her apartment again. Hell, right now she wasn't even sure she would be able to go back to Chicago and pick back up any semblance of a life again.
Going through the door, she shoved all of those thoughts aside. The only thing that mattered at the moment was Sophie. While she seemed to be doing okay here, she wasn't really comfortable having strangers looking after her.
She shouldn't have worried. When she walked in, she found Sophie being held by Bobby, who was dancing and singing to her. Her daughter was bouncing around happily, arms in the air. "More!"
She walked over and took her daughter out of the rotund man's arms. He looked a little grateful. "Thanks, darlin', I'm not as young as I used to be." Then bowed to Sophie, a highly amused smile on his face. "Thank you for the dance, Princess."
Her daughter gave Bobby a cracked out candy bar smile. "You welcome!" Then Sophie turned to her. "Dance Mommy!"
She shook her head with a tired chuckle. "Mommy's too tired to dance baby. Plus, it's night-night time for you Miss Thing." As she was moving Sophie to her hip, she saw Chibs slip in.
Her beautiful, sweet, stubborn daughter shook her head. "I not tired Mommy."
She gave Gemma and the others a mild glare as they snickered. She looked back at her daughter who actually looked exhausted. The only reason her midget had any energy was because of the chocolate Jax had given her. She smiled at her daughter. "Yes, you are. You just don't know it. Trust me honey, Mommy knows these things."
Sophie narrowed her eyes at her, thinking over what she had just said, one side of her mouth quirked up noting that she was thinking hard. Then shook her head. "Need to say night-night to ev'rybody." Thinking this would be her ticket to staying up. Her kid was a master level practitioner of the prolonged goodnight.
She gave a good natured sigh. After what Jake had told her, the fact that her baby was showing some of her natural effervescence, who was she to say no to the production of Sophie's goodnights. At least here it would be a lot shorter than it would be if they were at the clubhouse in Chicago. Fuck, she'd seen Sophie stretch one of those goodnights into over an hour.
She looked at her daughter again with a tired smile and saw the look of triumph in her baby's dark eyes, as the others, save Happy and the Prospect had come back in. "You know what honey? Mommy's too tired to argue. You win."
Sophie grinned as she wiggled out her arms and down to the floor.
