I wake up to an empty room, my dreams are faded by recent memories, I reach down to my stomach which now feels empty. I am no longer as bloated as I was just hours ago. I sit up slowly, feeling weak as I do. My body is bruised and I am wearing nothing but a hospital gown. Where is my daughter? Where is everybody?

I look over to my night stand, there is the envelope that Opie had given to Jax. It has my name on it, I reach over for it, quickly unsealing it. There are two letters. I open the first one.

'My love,

If you're reading this I am so sorry. I'm sorry I can not be there and I'm sorry I will not be able to watch you and our baby girl grow. I'm sure she's beautiful, I hope she got your looks, your eyes, and my street smarts.

I gave this letter to my best friend to pass along to you in case something was to happen to me. I guess in this case I am glad I did. I want you to know that this isn't you're fault and there isn't anything that could have kept this from happening.

This is club life and as we both know it can end in death. I want you to know that the choices I have made I am so sorry for but this is who I am. Who I was born to be.

I want you to know that you are well taken care of, that even though I wasn't there when you needed me the most I am always thinking of you.

Jax will always be with you now, he will help you every day until you don't need me anymore. He will raise Ruby like she is his own if you'll let him, he will take care of you all until you're ready to get out of town. Ready to go. I want you to know you're safe with him and what happened to me comes from a long affair of gun running this club has been apart of.

I died for a reason, Frey. It will not go unpunished but it did get this club out of guns once and for all.

I want you to wait until you are feeling better to read the second letter I have attached. I also want you to allow Jax and Ruby to read it one day too.

I also want you to know that my home is yours, to live or leave that is your choice. Maybe stay for a while, keep me with you a little longer.

Please find strength in my love. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone in this world, even if our time together was very limited.

Tell Jax I love him too, Gemma, the bang, everybody - especially Ruby. She's going to need you the most.

My beautiful loving girls. May you always have life's best. I know your pain won't end here but this is my start even if it is also my end.

Love forward in life, live free. Time is short, make the most of it. It's okay if you sneak a few cigarettes here or there or drink too much occasionally. Just make sure Ruby has a good babysitter if you do.

I love you, please think of me from time to time. When the wind blows, know I am there.

-Harry

PS I am serious. Don't open that other letter until you're ready, you'll know when the time is right.'

By the end of the letter I am in tears, I don't even notice that Jax has entered the room or
The fact that he's holding my baby.

He sits down on the chair next to my bed, his arms bracing her gently. When I look over at them I can't help but sob. This is not the way this is supposed to be, first my mom, then Kip- now Opie. I look down at my daughter, she has a head full of dark hair, her skin is pale white, cheeks puffy.

"Can I hold her?" I whisper, holding my hands out.

"Of course." He doesn't hesitate, standing in front of me he hands me the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

"You should go skin to skin with her, it helps them bond to you." Jax is mumbling, when I don't respond he makes his way towards the door. "I will let myself out."

"Don't go." I whisper as I hold her to my chest. " I need your help."

The next few moments would have been terribly awkward if I has an ounce of care left in me but without hesitation I hand Ruby over to Jax once again, removing my gown, he doesn't look at me but at Ruby. He holds her out to me once again, laying her on my bare chest. He then covers me with a blanket.

She snores quietly against my chest moments later.

Jax goes to speak, "I don't want to talk about it." I can feel tears in my eyes but I can't continue to speak. He reaches over instead, his hand resting on my free one. He's wearing one of Opie's rings. My tears are flowing freely now. I can't even look at Ruby. "Please take her." I cry, raising my voice slightly.

He takes her out of my arms, into his own and out of the room. In a few moments he returns. He looks at me seriously, "I need you to get it together, Freya." He pulls my covers up over me once again, making sure I am not exposed.

"Look the doctors here don't think its a good idea for you to take the baby home. They are coming in the morning to do an entire evaluation of your mental health in the morning." He sighs loudly, hands shaking once again. "Listen to me." He says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "With Opie..." He stops for a moment, "Look I have talked to my lawyer and I know you're not going to like this but with it just being you, if they think you're an unfit parent they can take Ruby and give her to the state... But." He stops.

"But what?" I raise an eyebrow, my hands moving to my eyes to rub away the tears.

"I have an idea." He speaks again, his hands running through his hair, "In Charming there isn't a requirement for blood work to sign a birth certificate. Nobody from the club would fight it, if I sign the birth certificate and act like Ruby is my daughter they can't take her away from you." He's shaking his head.

"But Opie is her father." I whisper, sniffling.

"You and I both know that, Freya. But it's not looking good you alone, I don't want them to take her from you. I have been through this county bullshit before. They are quick to take away."

That is all I needed to hear, nobody is taking her away from me, "Okay."

"So here is what we need to do." He begins to tell me a long story, one that six hours from now I will repeat to the doctors and social workers.

It's all a blur to me, from telling them lie after lie - that Opie was just cover up for Jackson and my relationship so that Tara wouldn't know of my pregnancy, I don't feel convinced but somehow they are. They learn that Opie just acted as my protector. Or at least that's what I tell them. I act as if Opie's death hasn't affected me nearly as much as it has.

When they leave one of them does stop to speak to us, just after we all sign the birth certificate. "We will be watching you."