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Gemma stayed the night with us, and went over to Teller Morrow against Lux's insistence that she stay with us instead. After Gemma left, Lux came into my room and sat on my bed. "How are you holding up?" I asked her.

"I don't know anymore. What do I do Jess?"

"I really don't know. Parents aren't really my strong suit." I told her, thinking about any way to help her. "I'm gonna call Jax." I told her.

"You don't have to do that." She said.

"It's fine, I'll ask him to come over, so y'all can talk. He's your brother; I don't want to come between that." With that, I pulled out my phone and called Jax while I made some coffee and rolled a joint.

"Hey." He said when he picked up.

"Hey, where are you?"

"About to go to TM, what's up?"

"Can you come by the apartment first? You and Lux have some shit to talk about."

"What?"

"Have you talked to your Mom today?"

"No…"

"Just come over and talk to Lux, please."

"Yeah ok, I'll be there."

After I hung up, I took Lux a cup of coffee and the joint I'd rolled hastily, and we sat on the bed, waiting for Jax. He walked in without knocking and came into my room. "What's going on?" He demanded. He hated being left in the dark.

I started to get up and give them some privacy, but Lux stopped me, asking me to stay, so I sat there as she recanted Gemma's story. Jax's fists curled and his face got a scary serious look as she talked.

"Where's Ma at now?" he asked her.

"She went across the street."

"I'm gonna fucking kill him." Jax declared, starting to storm out of the room.

"Jax!" Lux yelled. "calm the fuck down for a second."

Jax stopped and turned around. "What do you want me to do Lux, he hit my Mom."

"She's my Mom too! We need to talk to Mom first." Lux told him.

Jax inhaled deeply. "Fine, we'll go talk to her."

Lux got up to get dressed, leaving Jax and I to sit in awkward silence.

"What would you do?" He asked me.

"I dunno Jax, like I told Lux, parents aren't my strong suit."

"Clay is NOT my dad."

"Gemma said shit was about to get crazy, should Lux be worried about anything?"

Jax ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know, maybe. Just be careful. Both of you."

We sat in more uncomfortable silence. "How's Tara?"

"Good. Real good." Jax said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself of it.

"Good." I said before trying to busy myself with straightening things in my room.

Thankfully Lux came in then, and the two of them left, leaving me with my thoughts.

SOASOASOA

Another week went by, somewhat uneventfully. Gemma convinced Jax and Lux to let it go for now, and while they were close enough to the inner circle to find out the reasons behind Clay's outburst, I wasn't. Tig turned in his Sergeant at Arms patch after seeing Gemma, leaving Clay without his right hand man, and while on the surface things looked normal, underneath a storm was brewing in SAMCRO.

I got home from work about a week after Gemma and Clay's blow up, and Lux was sitting on the couch, in the dark. When I turned on the light, it was apparent she had been crying. "Lux?" I asked. I didn't have to ask anything else.

"My Dad was shot." Lux said quietly.

"Jesus, by who?"

"I don't know, Jax said Leroy's crew did it."

"Why aren't you at the hospital?"

"I don't know."

"Well come on, let's go, I'll take you."

Lux stood up, walking like a zombie towards me, allowing me to wipe her makeup and fix her hair before we walked out the door. When we got in the car Lux turned to me. "Piney's dead."

"Oh my God." I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the stomach. "Opie?"

"Took off, went… somewhere… I don't know."

"Shit…" This was all too real; this was all happening too fast. I wasn't sure what the Sons were mixed up in, but it was all going to shit right in front of us.

I got us to the hospital as quick as I could, and we walked in just as an angry Tig was storming out. We walked to the waiting room where what remained of the fractured SAMCRO was waiting. Lux went straight to Jax, hugging him tightly, sobbing into his cut.

"He's stable." Jax told her, though he didn't look too happy about that fact. "He'll live."

"Can I see him?"

"I dunno, I'll see if Tara can get you in there." Jax said pulling out his phone. I went to Bobby and Chibs.

"Do you guys need anything? Want me to grab you some coffee or some food or something?" I asked them.

"That would be great, lass. Just some burgers or some shit, and lots of coffee." Chibs told me looking up from the floor.

"Yeah, ok, I'll be back."

After going on the food run, I came back putting the large bag of food and the coffee on the table. Some went straight for it, some just stared. Lux wasn't in the room, presumably back with her father. "Thanks Jess." Jax said, appearing next to me.

"No problem."

Jax surprised me, sweeping his arms around me into a hug. I held him for a minute; I could almost feel the emotions swirling through his veins. I looked up to see Tara standing in the doorway, looking distressed, so I pulled away. "I'm gonna go back to the apartment, just call if you guys need something."

SOASOASOA

The next week it was almost as if things were back to normal. Lux was back at the apartment, Clay had stepped down and took over as President, when Opie came back he was VP and Chibs was the new Sergeant at Arms. Clay was still in the hospital, but Jax told Tig if he and Lux wanted to date, that was their business, and Clay wouldn't have any say so in it. According to Lux, Jax was pissed at Tara about something, but I tried to not put too much stock into that. Couples had their fights.

Lux and I went over to the clubhouse for a belated memorial party for Piney. It was crowded, even more so than usual. Piney was a beloved member of the community and even on this stormy night, people wanted to remember him. We grabbed our drinks and made the rounds, Lux stopping when we got to Tig, sitting on his lap. The mood was a strange mixture, it was a somber event, but people were so eager to get back to normal on the surface, it appeared to be any normal party.

I stopped to speak with Opie, giving him a hug. "I'm so sorry Op." I told him, meaning it. I loved Piney, he was a great guy.

"You don't know the half of it Jess. I almost didn't come back."

"So why did you?"

"New regime, maybe shit'll get better."

"I hope so Opie." I told him kissing his cheek, holding his face in my hands; I wanted to take all his pain away for him.

No one should be that sad. Jax started through the crowd towards us and Opie gave me a warning. "Jax is real fucked up right now; He's in a bad place, just… don't be too hard on him."

I didn't have time to fully process this warning, because Jax was with us then. "Go comfort Bobby; he hasn't been laid in month."

"Excuse me?" I asked him, looking for a trace of humor on his face and finding none.

"You heard me, if you're going to act like a crow eater, then I'm gonna treat you like a god damn crow eater."

"Jax man, it wasn't like that." Opie tried to tell him.

"Don't bother Opie." I told him. "Fuck off Jax." I said turning on my heel and walking out. I didn't need this shit tonight. Lux had Tig; she'd be fine on her own.

I walked out to find pouring rain, lightning and thunder. Perfect. I walked out into the storm, ignoring the calls behind me. I made it halfway into the parking lot before Jax grabbed my arm. "Jess!"

"Let me go Jax!" I screamed over the thunder. "Let me go." I repeated after Jax let go of my arm.

"Jess…"

"I can't win with you Jax, no matter what I do; you find some way to fuck with me, so just stop it! You made your choice, now let me go!"

My tears were mixed with rainwater as Jax looked at me, a hurt in his eyes I'd never seen before. I turned around and left before I did something stupid, and I barely heard Jax say "I can't" before I got off the lot.

SOASOASOA

THIRD PERSON POV

Gemma Morrow had a mission. She couldn't control the tailspin her marriage was in, and she sure as shit couldn't control the direction the club was going, but she could control one thing. She could find out who the hell Jess' father was.

She'd gotten an address from Rose, and brought Luanne with her, driving the 3 hour drive to Santa Barbara to the shit hole apartments, and knocked on door 5F.

Daisy Taylor opened the door, the drugs had aged her well beyond her true age, her hair hung limply, the makeup on her face was days old, and she was far too skinny. "Gemma Morrow…" She said in disbelief.

"Hi Daisy, you look like shit." Gemma said, inviting herself in, Luanne in tow.

"Come on in." Daisy said sarcastically.

Gemma looked around at the apartment in disbelief, aside for a card table, folding chair, a sofa that looked like it had been picked up off the curb, and a filthy mattress it was almost bare. The card table had a syringe a belt, and a few empty thumb bags. "Oh darn we missed the main event." Gemma said to Luanne rolling her eyes before turning to Daisy. "I'm gonna cut to the chase Daisy, because I don't wanna catch anything from here. Your daughter's in Charming, and I want to know who her father is."

"Daffodil?" Daisy asked quietly.

"What the hell kind of name is Daffodil? Thank God someone changed that shit for her. Her name is Jessica." Gemma told her, getting impatient.

"I don't know who her father is." Daisy told Gemma.

"Don't lie to me Daisy, you're not good at it. You and I both know that you spent so much time at that clubhouse, there's no way Jess's father could be anyone but a son."

"And if I remember correctly, before Otto and I got serious, you were his favorite sweet butt." Luanne added.

"Yeah, I was, until you came along and ran me off."

"You weren't run off because of Luanne, you were run off because you couldn't keep off the crank." Gemma corrected Daisy.

"Come clean Daisy, is Otto Jessica's father?" Luanne pleaded.

Daisy bowed her head, muttering "yes."

"How could you not tell him? How could you just leave your baby all alone?" Luanne asked her, her heart breaking. If she had known, they would have taken her; they would have had a child.

"It's none of your business!" Daisy said, trembling. "None of this is any of your business!"

"Stupid woman, you never learned, it's always my business." Gemma told Daisy, before turning on her heel.

"How is my daughter?" Daisy asked.

Gemma looked over her shoulder, "Daughter? You don't have a daughter."

SOASOASOA

JESS' POV

I sat in the clubhouse, nervously fidgeting. Gemma came to me three days ago, dropping a bombshell on me. Not only did she find out who my father was, she found out he was a Son. A Son who didn't know I existed. After a few calls, the Sons made sure Otto knew, and now I was waiting to go up to the prison to meet my dad.

Just my luck, I finally found out who my Dad was, and he was in jail for God knows how long. I wasn't sure why I had to have an escort, but the Sons said that they were going to send someone with me. Jax walked out of Church and over to me. "You ready?"

Of course, I don't know why I was surprised, but I was. "You're going?" I asked him.

"Yeah, come on."

I rolled my eyes, and followed him out to his truck, sitting in silence for the majority of the ride. We got to the prison and were signed in and searched. We walked into the visiting area, and I scanned the room, my eyes resting on a man with thick glasses and an eye patch. That had to be him. There was a guard standing right next to him. Was my father really that dangerous? Of course, if he was a Son, the answer was probably yes.

"Oh my God." Otto whispered, standing up and embracing me. I stiffened at first; this man was a stranger to me. But, it felt right, it felt good, it felt like… home. I wrapped my arms around him, returning his hug. We stood like that until the guard beside us cleared his throat, and Jax pulled me away gently.

"I didn't know." Otto said, as soon as we sat down. "I'm so sorry, if I had known…"

"You didn't." I reminded him. "Besides I was damaged goods."

"No, you're my child, you're not damaged." Otto corrected me. "We only have a few minutes, but I want to know everything about you, about your life. Will you write to me?"

"Of course." I told him. "But we just got here, why so short?"

"Honey, most death row inmates don't get any visitation. Jax had to pull a lot of strings." Otto told me.

"Death row?" I repeated. I felt like that was a vital piece of information that I wasn't told ahead of time.

Under the table Jax grabbed my hand. "Ma didn't tell you?" He asked me.

I shook my head dumbly, eyebrows raised.

I did my best to shake it off, moving the conversation out of death territory. We chatted about very unimportant things, and I didn't realize until the guard told us it was time to say our goodbyes that I had been clutching Jax's hand the entire time. I hugged my father, not ready to let go of the man I'd just met, and left the prison, getting into the truck.

I held it together until we got close to Charming, on a long stretch of empty road. I started to cry, no matter how hard I tried to stop, the tears just kept coming. Jax pulled off on the side of the road, looking at me in alarm. Considering the only times he'd seen me cry was when he caused it, he was probably trying to figure out what he could have possibly done.

"How is it fair for me to meet my father, only to find out he's going to die?" I asked him, desperately wanting an answer.

"Shit Jess…" He said, putting an arm around my shoulder and pulling me into his chest. "I'm sorry darlin'" he whispered, kissing the top of my head. He held me tightly while I cried, petting my hair and kissing the top of my head until I finally thought I was back under control.

Jax wiped my face off with his hand, and kissed my forehead. I looked in his eyes, and he smiled at me. I wanted to kiss him so badly. This was the Jax I wanted, not jealous, girlfriend having Jax, this one. I could tell he wanted to kiss me too, even licking his lips while his eyes stared through me.

I told myself that this wasn't ok, and forced myself to pull away, back by the passenger side of the truck, and Jax started the truck again, driving us back to Charming.

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