Donovan watched as I sat on Jax lap on one of the couches in the clubhouse. I could tell by the look on his face that he wanted to know what was going on.
"What did she say?" I asked instead.
Donovan looked slightly uncomfortable at being surrounded. Shawn, Danny and I might've known him, but these guys didn't, and they'd been burned by law enforcement in the past.
"I told her that Emma had already been adopted and she freaked out. Kept saying how she didn't sign away her rights, just put her baby into foster care until things could get sorted out. She wouldn't even say Emma's name, just kept calling her, my baby or my daughter," he shook his head, "I told her the only way she could even try to get Emma back was to find the father of the child and have him file for custody. I'm pretty sure that got her thinking cause she got this far away look on her face and said she would tell him and then they could be a family."
Jax grimaced and I laughed, "Micah, Jax has already filed for joint custody with me. Should be on Judge Swann's desk in two hours."
Donovan nodded and looked around, "Hey Jess, is she here?" he asked, eyes lighting up.
I laughed again and nodded, "Yea, hold on a second," I said, getting up from Jax lap.
I walked into the kitchen and found Emma sitting at the table with Kip and Danny, still coloring. They were trying to keep straight faces as Emma talked a mile a minute. I swear she didn't get that trait from me. She looked up and saw me in the doorway.
"Hi Momma! I'm coloring you a picture," she said happily.
"I see that," I answered, coming into the room and crouching next to her chair, "Emma, there's someone here to see you."
Emma looked up at me and smiled, "Okay," she said, sliding off her chair and taking my hand as I stood straight.
We walked into the other room and Emma's smile lit up, "Micah!" she cried in happiness, letting go of my hand and running towards him.
Everyone watched as Micah scooped her up in a hug and nuzzled her neck.
"Hey! There's my girl," he said.
"Did you bring Sarah with you?" she asked, looking him in the eye.
Micah chuckled, "No sweetie, sorry. I had to come to town on business and Sarah's probably at school wondering where you are."
Emma looked over at Jax and I, sitting together on the couch, "I'm with my momma and my daddy," she told Micah seriously.
Micah nodded, "I see that sweetie," he looked up at me and Jax, then turned around at the sound of a car in the drive.
Gemma walked into the clubhouse carrying Abel and froze at the sight she saw.
"What the hell—" she started.
I cut her off, "Gemma! Don't swear in front of little ears," I mock scolded as I stood up and walked over to her, taking Abel.
Bouncing him easily, I walked over to where Micah was standing with Emma in his arms and lifted Abel up a little more.
"Emma, this is your baby brother, Abel," I said in a soft voice.
"I got a brother?" Emma asked.
I nodded, "Mmhmm, he's only about nine weeks old."
"He's little," Emma said, peering down at the bundle in my arms.
I looked at my little girl and saw the wheels turning in her head, "Emma, do you want to hold him?" I asked.
Emma's eyes lit up, "Yea!"
"Okay baby, go sit on the couch by Daddy and I'll bring Abel over to you."
Emma squirmed in Micah's arms until he let her down and then she raced over to the couch to sit next to Jax. I slowly walked over.
"Emma do you remember how you had to hold Sarah's baby sister?" I asked.
Emma nodded and held her arms out the way I had showed her when we saw Micah's baby girl. Gently, I eased Abel into her little arms, shooting Jax a glance to let her try it herself.