I softly groaned as I did my best to sleep. I hadn't been in the hospital long, maybe a few hours, but I could already tell I wouldn't sleep well. To top it off I heard Jax still standing in the doorway. I wanted to scream at him, but I knew I wouldn't have the strength or energy to. I tensed up a little when I heard Jax walk into the room.

"Jax, she doesn't want to see you," I hear Gemma sadly say, "you're stressing her out which will stress the baby out. Thalia has anxiety and asthma. She hasn't had a recent attack in the past few months thanks to mine and Tig's watchful eyes.".

"I didn't know," Jax mumbled softly.

"B-bullshit," I mutter, "every time I got on your bike I had anxiety.".

I slowly opened my eyes, tears streaking down my face. I was having an anxiety attack at the moment, but I didn't show it. I wanted to shout at Jax, 'cuddle with me asshole,' but I didn't give in. I looked to my Dad for advice.

"What did mom do when she was confused on whether to be mad at you or have you curl up with her when she was pregnant with me?".

"She cuddled with me because I wouldn't let her go to bed angry, " Dad tells me.

I listen to my dad, calming down a little. I felt scared and alone. I looked back to Jax and lowered my head. I didn't know what to say or do and that made me feel worse about myself. I started silently crying again, shoulders shaking. My nerves felt like they were shot.

I jumped a little when I felt Jax's arms around me. I looked up and found he had tears in his eyes as well. I buried my nose in his shoulder, hiccupping. I felt him rub my arms.

"I didn't know the condom broke. I didn't know you had anxiety," Jax said, "I didn't know you were scared.".

I softly hiccupped, trying to calm down. I shivered again, then I felt Jax pull the covers up to my shoulders.

"Sleep, Princess," I hear him say.

I laid my head against his chest, murmuring, "I'm sorry I got angry.".

"It's okay. Just rest.".

I closed my eyes, still feeling upset with myself.

~Jax's POV~

I looked down at Thalia, running my right thumb over her jaw in a soothing manner. She murmured softly in her sleep, but she remained calm. I close my eyes as I expected to hear and earful from Mom and Tig.

I didn't mind because I was holding her. I really need to take care of her.

"She trusted you, Jax," Tig said.

"I know. I swear I didn't know the condom broke when we did it.".

"She's cried day and night since she found out. She sleeps here and there, doesn't eat much. She's gone from her happy self to self conscious and sick," Tig said, "she keeps to herself and won't go out.".

"Maybe I can change that.".

"How," Mom asks, "you're lucky if she survives."

"Yea I know that. I really care about her. She's different.".

I rub Thalia's arm as I begin to think. She was different, but I had yelled at her the same way I would've yelled at Wendy. I felt bad for what I said to her and I would make it up to her anyway I can.

"So the bitch is in the hospital," Wendy's voice sneers.

"Shut the hell up, Wendy," I growl.

"Or what, Jaxy," she demands.

"Don't come near Thalia.".

"Oh, I will. The little bitch needs to learn you don't fuck with an alpha bitch," she says.

"You are no Alpha bitch, Wendy. You and I aren't together.".

I felt Thalia shiver against me, a tear hitting my chest. I held her close. I rub her arm as Wendy kept shouting at her. I had enough and got up.

"I'll be right back, Love," I tell her.

I then look over at Wendy and got closer to her, "If you don't back off of my girlfriend you won't get joint custody of Abel.".

"Oh, I think someone will beg to differ," Wendy snickered.

"Where the fuck is my shit niece," a new voice shouts from down the hall.

I made sure that Thalia was still sleeping before I turned to her family.

I watched Thalia bury under the cover, then I turn back to Wendy and the woman that had joined her.

"Who the hell are you," I say to the other woman.

"Chastity Bordeaux," she sneered, "the ungrateful bitch's aunt.".

I began to open my mouth when I heard Tig's chair screech a little as he stood up. I glanced over my shoulder to him.

"I suggest you leave, Chas," Tig growls once he's standing behind me.

"Why should I? She's my niece," Chastity snapped back at Tig.

"She's sick," I snap at Chastity, "And you have no right to call her a bitch.".

I let Tig past me, then I go and sit with Thalia again. I rub her shoulder and kiss the top of her head. I watch Tig out of the corner of my eye.

"She told me how she got the scar on the back of her neck," I heard him hiss at Chastity.

"She deserved it," Chastity says.

"How," Tig growls, "How did an innocent nine year old kid deserve to be thrown through a glass storm door?".

"Because she was being a brat," Chastity says.

"How was she being a brat," Tig said, seething with rage.

"Because she just was," Chastity says.

I watch Tig open his mouth to retort, but Thalia cut him off.

"Enough," Thalia snapped, "I'm sick. I'm pregnant. I'm tired, no, I'm fucking exhausted from hearing anyone fight!".

I gently run my hand down her back looking at her and kissed her cheek. Thalia closed her eyes, leaning against me. She was shaking and I knew her blood pressure was getting high.

I look at Chastity and Wendy, "Get out!".

"We'll be back," they sneered.

I roll my eyes and watch them leave.

"I'm getting a restraining order against them," Tig mumbled.

Will I be able to help keep Thalia safe?