Jax's POV

I couldn't believe they tried to attack my family.
I had done everything in my power to try to keep Grace and Kate safe but I can never seem to keep that promise to them. I never wanted anything like this to happen, especially to my daughter, but each day brings a different danger to her. She can't even feel safe in the house she was brought up in anymore because of those fucking assholes. I didn't get a chance to see her after Kate and I arrived but from what I heard, she was absolutely terrified. I took out all my aggression and anger out of the fucker who tried to hurt her only to be told that he wasn't sent by any rival gangs or anyone else we were at odds with. I didn't really have time to question who had actually sent him because I was so enraged by what had just happened and the only thing I wanted was to see him dead. I didn't bother keeping it clean and easy because I wanted him to suffer like my wife and child had suffered. Granted, he never got to Grace to hurt her but he put a fear in her that I was praying would never appear.

As I entered the room that housed the two people who meant more to me than anyone else, I couldn't help but start tear up. Laying in front of me was the most precious gifts that God ever brought into my life and I was the devil that was destroying them. When I first met Kate, I never expected her to come into my life. I figured that I would just have some fun with her and then she would go off to college and forget all about me. That's what I was hoping for anyway. The words that the prick detective spoke to me about my wife was really starting to get to me. I never thought my life would spiral so out of control like it is now and that my family would be stuck right in the middle of it. If I would have known that I was going to marry Kate and have a child with her, then I would have left the club so long ago. I should have left it when she told me she was pregnant the first time but like always I let the club get in the way and that led to her losing our first child. I should have left when she told me that she was in for the long haul and that she was never going to give up on me. It seems like that promise of her's was slowly fading into the air along with the many promises that I made to her….

I barely slept that night, finally deciding to just get up and sit around until everyone else filtered into the clubhouse. I had so much going on in my head with everything that was happening with the club and Grace that I doubt I would be sleeping tonight either. Kate barely talked to me after she found out about Grace and I already knew that she was blaming me for what happened. The fact was, I was blaming myself as well. My three year old daughter almost got kidnapped and I was halfway across town fucking her mother in a bathroom because i'm just that much of an asshole. I can never seem to think with my brain, only choosing to think with my dick when my brain was needed the most.

I walked out into the main room and took a seat on the bar, taking a cigarette out and placing it between my lips. I quickly lit the end and soon the nicotine was coursing through my lungs, taking a little of the edge off. I had so much to do today but I also had to make sure everything was squared away with Grace. I wanted to make sure she was going to be okay and that she knew nobody was going to hurt her. I wanted to assure her that all the guys were here to protect her and that they would stop the bad guys from getting to her. I also wanted to make sure Kate was okay. I already knew that she was beating herself up about leaving Grace last night and I didn't want her to do that. She had enough to worry about as it is and adding on the botched kidnapping of our daughter was something I didn't want her to think about. Maybe sending them back to the house wasn't such a great idea. I didn't want Grace to be scared to sleep in her own bed but I knew that was what was going to happen. Kate probably wouldn't feel safe in there anymore and she always hated the idea of having one of the guys sitting guard outside. The only thing I could do to make sure they were completely safe was to send them away for a while. I could already hear the argument that Kate would put up as soon as I suggest that she and Grace leave for some time. The conversation was going to become even worse because Grace's party was only a few weeks away and Kate had everything planned out. I was going to end up on the shit list for sure this time.

Kate's POV
"I thought you and the munchkin were dead, Kate!"

I let out a sigh as I heard my sister continue to yell over the phone. I had no idea that the police were involved with what happened but apparently the whole neighborhood knew as well. That's exactly what I needed, my neighbors hating me even more. They already thought we were crazy and now they're gonna think that their all in danger because of Jax's way of life. I don't necessarily blame them for thinking that but these people were the type to take things way out of hand. I'll probably go back home and see their yards littered with alarm system signs and a huge dog sitting in front of their doors. Speaking of huge dogs, I have to go by and make sure Boris is okay.

"Earth to Kathryn!" I snapped out of my thoughts and brought my attention back to my sister on the other end of the phone. "Sorry, I spaced there for a second." I apologized. I heard her sigh as she went on to explain to me that moving in with her was the safest thing for Grace and I right now. She didn't want me anywhere near Jax and the guys but that was an everyday occurrence. I finally decided that I was tired of hearing her become our mother and ended the call. I was her older sister and I didn't need to be talked down to like I was a 6 year old. I threw the phone back onto the bed and leaned back, lying back down on the already made bed. Gemma had decided to take Grace with her for the day, probably buying everything the little girl's heart desired. I had no idea if Jax was still in the building since the last time I saw him was earlier this morning. I didn't bother talking to him since he looked so deep in thought. I knew that he was beating himself up pretty bad and he probably thought that I was blaming him as well. Well, part of it was his fault but he had no idea this would happen. Grace means the world to Jax and it was eating him alive to know that someone tried to hurt her.

I quickly sat up from the bed, only to be met with the overwhelming feeling of dizziness. The room spun around a couple times before my head finally pulled everything together but nausea soon reared it ugly head before I was running to the bathroom. I emptied out the contents of my stomach and slowly flushed the toilet. I didn't know sitting up too fast resulted in-
My heart instantly started to beat faster as the possibility swirled around in my mind. I knew that it doesn't take less than 24 hours to start showing signs of pregnancy so it couldn't have been from last night. I've been off the pill for a while now but Jax usually provided the protection when we sporadically decided to have sex. The argument that Jax and I had over the chance of us having another child was starting to come back and haunt my thoughts. I was adamant that I didn't want another child and now here I was possibly pregnant with our second kid. If the thing with Grace hadn't of happened then maybe I would be somewhat okay with being pregnant. Jax wants another kid so bad but I just can't see bringing another child into this lifestyle. I would love for Grace to have someone to play with and grow up with but if Grace is now being targeted, who's to say that this other baby won't be targeted as well. I can't stand to have both of my children in danger because of their father.

"Kathryn?" Jax's voice filtered through the room. "Kate?" I regained my standing position right as Jax entered the bathroom. "You okay?" His voice filled with concern. I simply nodded my head and gave him a smile. "Yeah, I just had to use the bathroom." I lied. I didn't want to tell him that I was pregnant until I knew for sure but even then I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell him. It took me a couple weeks to break the news to him that I was pregnant with Grace and the only reason I told him at that point was because Gemma somehow found out. "So what's going on?" I asked as I walked past him and back into the main room. He took a seat on the edge of the bed as I started gathering up my keys and stuff. At first all I was going to do was drop by the house and get Boris but now I had to make a stop by the drugstore to get a pregnancy test. "I hope you're not planning on going somewhere, Kate." Jax proclaimed. I instantly rolled my eyes and turned to face him to see that he had his "serious" face going on. "Kate, you know you can't go anywhere right now." He sat up from the bed and stood his ground in front of me. I couldn't believe he was doing this right now! "One of the guys can get whatever you need. I don't want you out by yourself right now."

In a moment of channeling my inner toddler, I threw my bag down on the ground and walked up to Jax, shoving him backwards in the process. His eyes instantly went wide probably because he had no idea I was going to shove him. "What the fuck, Kathryn!" He yelled out. I once again shoved him backwards, this time pushing him into the dresser that was behind him. I was so enraged at this point over practically nothing but the hormones that were flowing through my body were going crazy. I did not want to spend my Saturday cooped up in Jax's dorm room when i'm sure they got the guy who tried to get Grace. I wouldn't even care at this point if he allowed me to go but one of the guys had to tag along as well. I would be perfectly okay with that but I was not going to be left here all day to do nothing.

I pointed my finger towards him as I started to speak. "You think you can just lock me up like i'm fucking Rapunzel? I'm not a kid anymore Jackson; I can take care of myself!" He stared at me like I was crazy, which I have to admit I was starting to think that way too. If I wasn't pregnant, then something was definitely wrong me. "I'm a grown woman and you should know that by now. I am not that little teenage girl that you have to protect all the time, Jax." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm leaving whether you like or not and there isn't anything you can do to stop me." I could see the fire burning in those blue eyes of his and I knew that he was enraged at this point. I picked my bag off the floor and stormed out of the room, making my way past everyone in the main room and then out to the car. I could hear Jax yelling my name but I just ignored it and pressed my foot on the gas and sped out of the parking lot. I already knew that once I made it back to the clubhouse later on tonight that I was going to endure the wrath of Jax. Gemma would probably be getting involved as well so I would have to hear her big mouth as well; mother like son. I just don't understand why he has to freak out so much. I don't know why I freaked out so much. If I was to tell him right there and then that I was pregnant, then he would have locked me in that room for sure. I wouldn't be able to see the light of day for the next nine months. Hell, he would probably send me away somewhere to make sure that nobody can see or get near me. I'm just surprised he hasn't decided to do that already.

As I finally got closer to the house, I could see that it looked the exact same way that Jax and I had left it. It looked like a normal house, in a normal neighborhood, owned by a couple of not so normal people. I figured that one of the neighbors would have gone and called the cops over the whole situation but apparently they knew better than to do that or someone threatened them not too. I slowly pulled the car into the driveway and parked behind my own vehicle. I placed the car in park and quickly exited and then jogged over to the door. From there I could see that the lock was broken and once I entered the house it looked like a tornado blew through it. Broken glass and other things littered the entryway along with little splatters of blood. The blood much have belonged to the guy who broke in because Chibs and Bobby appeared to be fine last night. As I made my way further into the house, I noticed more and more things were broken. Pictures of Grace and I littered the floor in a broken heap. Jax and I's wedding photo was smashed into pieces along the wooden floorboard and one of Grace's toys was in a crumpled mess along the wall. I didn't bother walking up the stairs since the guy didn't have time to make it that far, so my next destination was the backyard.

Having a guard dog is one thing but having a dog that may be smarter than anyone you ever met is another thing. That is exactly how I would describe my dog, Boris. I have always been a big dog lover, probably owning around 13 dogs in all the 31 years i've been on this earth. Each and every dog that I have had was always there to help me through rough times in my life. I know that may see a bit silly and childish but it's true. Dogs were there when my parents decided to move us across the country. Dogs were there when I met Jax and all his drama. And a dogs were there when I was consumed into all that drama. Out of all the dogs that I have ever owned, I have to say Boris was the one who helped me the most. Hell, I felt more safe with Boris than I did with Jax. He was there for me whenever I needed him and Jax wasn't. He would alert me if someone was outside or if Grace was outside, he would watch her and make sure she was safe. He was our little four-legged protector and no other dog would compare to my Boris.

I walked through the kitchen and out of the back door and saw my favorite animal in the whole world. "Boris!" I exclaimed. I kneeled down onto the ground and held my arms open as Boris came running towards me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a hug and a kiss once he was near me. He was still jumping around like a normal border collie would as I gave him one last kiss and signaled for him to follow me back into the house. I wasn't going to leave him here by himself if no one was going to come back. If Tig was allowed to have his dog roam around the clubhouse, then Boris was allowed to do so as well. Plus, I knew that Grace would feel better about having Boris around; it would help her become less paranoid and scared about everything that had went down. I made sure to lock the back door tightly behind me and made one last trip around the house to gather up clothes and a few other things Grace and I would need. I didn't bother getting any of Jax's stuff since most of it was in the dorm room back at the clubhouse.

"Let's go, Boris." I called over to the dog as I let him out the front door and locked it as well before closing. Boris followed me to the car and once I opened the passenger side door, he took a seat in the passenger seat. I let out a little laugh as I made my way over to the driver's side, slipping in as well. I quickly started the car and was about to pull out when I was stopped by an unfamiliar car. My heart instantly started to beat faster as I watched the door open but when I saw who it happened to be I felt myself become at ease. I watched as Tyler made his way over to the car and before I knew it, he was standing right in front of me. "Fancy seeing you here." He smiled. I just shook my head as a smile soon appeared on my face as well. I was kind of curious as to why he was in the neighborhood but I decided not to question it. "It seems like forever since I last saw you, Mr. Hawkins." I responded back. He simply shrugged his shoulders and continued to give me that smile of his. "How have you been doing?" I asked. The last time I had seen Tyler was when he said all those things about how Jax should appreciate me more. Just thinking about what he said still had me swooning a little bit.

"I've been doing good; just spending most of the time working. What about you, anything exciting happening in your life?" I let out a small laugh and was about to answer him back but the roar of an engine stopped me from doing so. I looked behind me but couldn't see the source of the noise but when I turned back around to Tyler, he was almost as white as a ghost. "Tyler- are you okay?" I asked a bit concerned. He gave me a strained smile and nodded his head before telling me that he had an important meeting to get to. He had just gotten here and he was now leaving, looking like he just saw the grim reaper or something. I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye as he ran to his car and started it up before accelerating down the street. I've seen a lot of odd things in my life and that encounter was definitely going into the record books. I turned my attention to Boris next, "some people are just plain crazy, boy." I gave his head a little pat before I started to back out of the driveway. I was halfway out when the source of the roar came into view and he did not look happy at all. I figured that Jax would send one of the guys after me but I didn't expect him to actually be the one to follow me home. God forbid the president has to leave him little nook and come looking for his wife.

I watched as he pulled the bike next to the driver's side window and came to a hault. His sunglasses were covering his eyes so I couldn't tell whether they were raging with anger but the look on his face basically told me everything. "Gemma wants you to stop by her house before you go back to the clubhouse." He said in a monotone voice. "I'm gonna follow you to both places. Happy's gonna watch you once you get back to the clubhouse and i'll be back later on tonight." I didn't bother saying anything because I knew a fight would just erupt. I was already mentally preparing the argument that was going to go down tonight about how I left to come back to the house and I didn't feel like giving the neighbors a free show right now. "Alright." Was all I said as I started the car back up. Jax's motorcycle roared back to live as I pulled out in front of him and back onto the road.

10 minutes later, I pulled into Gemma's driveway and parked behind her car. She was already waiting on the steps with a cigarette in her hand while Grace rode around on her tricycle. I placed the car in park and watched as Jax stepped off his bike and gathered a waiting Grace into his arms. That little pang of jealously reignited in my chest as I watched her wrap her little arms around his neck. "Who pissed in your cheerios this morning?" Gemma asked as she leaned against the car door. I just looked up at her and rolled my eyes. "Jax told me what happened this morning. He wanted me to watch you but i'm not gonna babysit a 31 year old woman." She took one last puff from the cigarette and threw it down on the ground, smashing it with her high-heeled boot. "You know, Jax is only trying to protect you and the munchkin; he's not trying to keep you hostage in the clubhouse." She said matter-of-factly. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "You of all people are telling me that I should stop bitching about being watched 24/7 when I frankly remember you doing the same thing when Clay told you to stay put all those times. You never listened to a damn word he said and now you're telling me I need to abide by the rules. That's like calling the kettle black, Gemma."

It's not like me to call Gemma on her shit but lately that's all i've been able to do. If she told me that I needed to obey Jax then I would come back with a time or times when she didn't obey Clay. When she told me that I needed to be a better old lady, I would retract with a time when she was a bad old lady. I used to just take what she was telling me with stride and actually try to follow what she was saying but as the years passed on I just couldn't do that anymore. It was becoming more and more difficult to listen to what any of them had to say anymore. "Mommy's going to take you back to the clubhouse and Happy has promised to play dolls with you all day, how does that sound?" I heard Jax say as he opened up the car door and placed Grace inside of her car seat. Gemma was still sending daggers my way but I just ignored them and placed my focus on Grace. "You ready to go, baby?" She just nodded her head as she played around with Jax's ring. He locked her into the seat and gave her a kiss on the forehead, whispering I love you into her hair before closing the door. "I'm gonna go back to the house with Kate but i'll be back later on to get Grace's stuff." He told Gemma. She just nodded her head and gave Grace a little wave before backing away from the window. I watched as she stared me down before Jax's bike caught my attention for the third time that day.

Like he stated, Jax followed me all the way back to the clubhouse and all the guys were gone except Hap. I parked the car and slowly gathered my things as Jax came around and retrieved Grace. Happy appeared a couple minutes later and knelt down to the ground as Jax let Grace run over to him. He quickly gathered her up in his tattooed arms and gave her a big hug like she was one of his own children. I was about to start walking towards the doors when Jax's hand wrapped tightly around my wrist. "You and I are going to have a talk tonight." He somewhat whispered. I looked deep into his eyes and tore my wrist out of his grasp before walking to where Happy and Grace were and leaving Jax standing there.

A/N: I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I have been so busy with school and everything but I thought I would get this out before my finals start. After Tuesday and until sometime I will be able to update more frequently. I will try to at least! I'm also sorry if there are any mistakes in the post. I was kind of in a hurry while writing this but I hope you enjoy it. Please comment and let me know how you feel and let's all take a deep breath and try to get through Tuesday the best we can!