A/N: For those that were hoping for a Happy/OC fic, I'm sorry. It started out that way and then Sophie took over and she loves Jax, there wasn't any way around it. ;)

Jax's cel phone went off and he tried to get to it before the small body curled into his woke up. "Yeah." Keeping his voice low. He looked over at the clock. Six-fifty. It still felt way too fucking early.

"Just got a call from Jake Lyons. They're in Lodi and asking for an escort." Clay's voice came through the cel. "Guess they got in around midnight last night and checked into a motel. Some Mayans must have seen their cuts when they checked in, because Jake says they took them off when they left to go get something to eat."

That woke him right on up. "And?"

"And, according to both Red and Butch, Mayans have lookouts posted outside the motel." Clay did not sound happy. "They were approached last night, and Jake managed to sell it as family shit since he only brought his kids with him, but since they're riding to Charming..."

"Yeah." Now that he was fully awake, he realized what Clay had actually said. "Jules said that Butch is in Afghanistan."

Clay chuckled. "On leave between missions. What a way to spend your leave huh?"

Sophie woke up and barely awake dark eyes looked up at him. "Where's Mommy?"

"Hold on, Clay." He put a hand over the phone. "Mommy is in the clubhouse. We'll go out in a few minutes, okay, honey?"

She nodded and laid back down. He put the phone back to his ear. "So, when do we leave and who's all goin'?"

"Who were you talking to?" Clay sounded vaguely amused.

He sighed. "Sophie. Do not tell Mom. But Sophie woke up in the middle of the night and Jules woke me up to help look for baby aspirin. Jules ended up with a bad cramp in her hamstring because of how messed up her knee is from being in a car for so long. So, while Tig was helping her, I put Sophie back down in their room and just kind of stayed."

Clay laughed. "Sure, son." Then he was back to business. "Let's keep it small to reinforce the whole family thing. Me, you, and..."

He was surprised to not automatically hear Tig's name. "What about Tig?"

Clay sighed. "It might be best for Jake and Tig to meet with Jules and Sophie around as their guarantee to behave. From what Rip told me, after Marina's funeral there was an incident."

He sighed, he could imagine what kind of incident. He'd had trouble imagining that Tig would just walk away from one of his kids. Guess he hadn't. "How about Chibs? If the Mayans see Hap, they'll know that it's more than just family."

"Sounds good, son. Your Mom and I will be at the clubhouse in about fifteen minutes." Then Clay chuckled. "I'd make sure you're out of Jules's room by then. Or you will end up having that conversation you don't want to have with your mother."

He chuckled. Clay wasn't wrong. "Yeah. See you in a few." He closed his cel, setting it back on the nightstand and looked down at dark eyes looking back at him. "You okay?"

She nodded. "Gotta go potty."

Well, this was new territory. "Do you need help?"

She shrugged. He got up and carried her to the bathroom. He put her down and she looked back at him. It took him a second. "You need me to help you up there?"

She nodded as she pulled down her pajama bottoms and the pull-up. He lifted her up onto the toilet. While she did her business, he splashed some water over his face, drying it with the towel on the rack.

Looking over he could see she had what looked to be a good handful of toilet paper. "Whoa darlin', that's an awful lot." He took the handful from her and pared it down and handed it back.

When she was done and pulled her pants up, she came and stood in front of the sink. He grinned as he lifted her up and started the water for her. After she washed her hands, he dried them for her with the towel he'd used on his face. "Okay. Looks like we're done in here. We gotta stop in my room so I can get dressed and then we'll go find Mommy, okay?"

Sophie nodded, she was still half-asleep. "'Kay." Then raised her arms to be carried.

He took Sophie into his room so he could get into some clothes so they could go escort Sophie's Grandpa and Uncles to Charming. Getting into his room, he laid Sophie on his bed while he grabbed clothes to go into the bathroom to change into.

When he came out, Sophie was sitting up, looking around. He smiled at her. "You like my room?"

She nodded. "Like Unca Red, 'cept Unca Red has more naked girls."

He raised an eyebrow. "And Mommy is okay with that?"

The little girl nodded. "Mommy says God made us and he made some of us so pretty that we just have to show it." Then the little girl added. "Mommy naked at home a lot when it just us. Me too. Da Ray and Da Will think it funny. Call us naked girls." Then Sophie's bottom lip started to quiver. "My Da Ray is in heaven now, isn't he?"

He took a deep breath. He wasn't sure if he should even be dealing with this, but here he was, and she was asking him. He sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap and put his arms around her small body. "He is, honey. And I'm so sorry for that. But your Da Ray will always be with you, he'll be your guardian angel and make sure you're always okay."

"Will Papa and Nana take care of him in heaven?" His heart just ached at her small voice.

"Yeah darlin', they will." His voice sounded rough even to him. He cleared his throat. "C'mon honey, let's go wake up Uncle Chibs and then get you to Mommy." He picked her up and left the room, locking the door behind him.

With Sophie on his hip he went and knocked on Chibs door. The Scot pulled it open wearing only a towel. "Oh, dinnea realize ye had the lassie with ye, Jackie." The man grinned at him and Sophie. "Mornin' lassie."

"Good morning Unca F'lip." Both he and Chibs smiled at Sophie's new nickname for the Scot.

Chibs looked at him. "Whatcha need, Jackie?"

"Clay called. Jake and the others called wanting an escort from Lodi. Me, you, and Clay are gonna go. Mayans spotted them last night. Jake sold the family story since he only has his sons with him, but according to Red and Butch, Mayans have the motel staked out." He really hoped Sophie didn't understand a damn thing other than the names. If not, he was probably gonna get hit upside the back of his head again.

Sophie looked at him. "Grampa here?" She sounded pretty excited.

Chibs smiled and reached over to ruffle her curls. "Almost, lassie. Me and Jackie here are gonna go get 'em for ye and yer Mum."

Sophie looked at him. He nodded to her. "In about an hour or so, honey. Your uncles will be here too." He looked back at Chibs. "Clay will be here in about five minutes."

Chibs nodded and closed the door so he could get dressed. He looked at Sophie. "Should we go find Mommy?"

Sophie nodded as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Other Papa too."

"Other Papa should be with Mommy. He gets up early." He was amazed that Sophie seemed to be just fine being with him without Jules right there. He was also a little amazed at how good that felt.

When they reached the clubhouse, not only were Jules and Tig there, but so were Piney and Bobby. Sophie lit up when she spied Tig, wiggling in his arms. He chuckled. "Would you like down?"

"Yes please." He put her down and watched her run to Tig. "Good morning Other Papa!" Jumping up into his lap.

Tig caught her before she landed. "Mornin' baby doll." The SAA grinned down at his grand-daughter. "You're in a good mood."

Sophie nodded. "Jax and Unca F'lip gonna get Grampa!" Still wiggling around excitedly. "And Unca Red and Unca Butch!"

That caught Jules attention. She looked over at him. "Butch?" He caught a flicker of something go through her eyes, but before he could even begin to process what it might have been, it was gone.

He nodded with a smile. "On leave." He looked over his shoulder as Clay and his Mom came into the clubhouse, then back to Jules. Fuck, even with her hair in disarray, no make-up, and in borrowed, baggy clothes she looked like sin and redemption in one tall, thin package. Yeah, he was screwed.

Jules got up and started to head to the bathroom off the main clubhouse. His Mom put a hand on her arm. "Darlin', I'd go to your room. I wouldn't walk into that bathroom with bare feet for all the money in the world."

Jules's full lips quirked into a smile. "Good to see some things are universal." Then headed back to the room that she and Sophie had been put in.

Clay looked at him as Chibs came out of the dorms. "You two ready?" Chibs nodded as he patted his cut and pockets down. Shit, he had left his cel in Jules's room. He shook his head. "Forgot my cel in my room, be right back." He hustled back to the dorms.

When he reached Jules's room, he knocked on the door. "Jules? I gotta come in for a sec and grab my cel. Forgot it after getting Sophie up."

"Come on in." She sounded like she was in the room, not the bathroom.

He opened the door. She was lying back on the bed, looking at nothing on the ceiling. "You okay, darlin'?" As he walked over and grabbed his cel.

She shrugged. "For two days all I worried about was making sure Dougie didn't kill me and Sophie. Then after we got here, it was just worry about Sophie and deal with the whole 'holy shit that's my real dad' stuff. Now with Pop and the boys so close, the real world is coming back and it's just a little overwhelming. I didn't want Sophie to see me on the verge of losing it." He had the feeling there was far more to it, but he wasn't gonna press her. He didn't have the time and he wasn't sure he wanted the answers.

He looked down at her and since her t-shirt had rucked up some, could finally see some skin. Her abdomen was almost as toned as his, hipbones jutting out slightly, just begging for his mouth on them. Then he saw the bruises. He leaned down and pulled the t-shirt up a little more, exposing more skin and more bruises. "What the fuck Jules?"

She grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it back down. "You really thought Dougie didn't take his shots at me?" She shook her head. "Don't worry about them. They're only bruises. He didn't do any other damage." She rolled her eyes. "Fuck, Denny has hit me harder just trying to get the remote out of my hands."

He ground his teeth together. "Where else?"

She went back to looking at the ceiling.

He took a deep breath in through his nose. "I asked you where else." Trying like hell to keep his voice even. "If I have to strip those clothes off of you to find out, I will."

Closing her eyes, she shook her head with a ghost of a smile on her lips, like she was remembering something. "Some on my back, a few on my legs. Dougie made sure they were where no one could see them when we stopped." Then she sat up. "Don't tell Pop. Or if you do, make sure Butch is nowhere, and I mean nowhere near that conversation." Her very blue eyes found his. "Butch will kill him. No joke. Fucking kill him."

He clenched his jaw. He was thinking that Nazi prick dead sounded pretty fucking good to him. But knew that they couldn't, so he nodded. Then he sat for a minute. "Did Happy see them?"

She nodded. "Yeah. In the shower." He knew she could see his jaw clench again. "It was just a shower, Jax. Nothing happened." She chuckled. "Sophie didn't even look twice at him." Still chuckling a little. "My love life is pretty simple; Sophie has to like you or you get nowhere." She bumped his shoulder with hers. "So, you should go get her Grandpa and her Uncles and make her adore you even more than she already does."

He smiled. "Yeah. I can do that." He got up. When he reached the door, her voice stopped him.

"Can you do me a favor?" He nodded with a smile. "Can you call here when you guys are on your way back with them?"

"Yeah darlin', I can do that." He stepped out of the room and into Chibs.

"Clay is ready to go, Jackie."

He nodded. "Just a minute." Then stalked over to Hap's room, knocking on the door. When Hap answered it, he shoved the enforcer back into the room, kicking the door shut. "That Nazi prick put his hands on her and you didn't say a fucking word to any of us?" This time he didn't bother to keep the threat out of his voice.

Hap righted himself. "They were superficial." Crossing his arms across his chest, dark eyes bored into his. "And she ain't your old lady."

He took a breath. Point to Hap, but still. "She's Tig's kid."

Hap nodded. "Exactly. Fucker knew that Nazi put hands on both of 'em? None of us was gonna be able to hold him back. Rather not shoot a brother over a Nazi fuck."

He shook his head. Hap wasn't wrong. "Yeah." He looked at the Tacoma Killah. "Sorry, man."

Hap shook his head. "I get it." Then the man stalked over to him. "But don't do that again."

He shrugged. "You know how it goes Hap, can't make promises like that." Then turned and walked out the room.

Chibs looked at him with exasperation. "What the fuck, Jackie?"

He was still at a high simmer. "Dougie put his hands on her and Hap fuckin' knew and didn't say shit." He shook his head. "Let's go. I need to get the fuck out of here for a minute."

Chibs slung an arm around his shoulder, laughing a little. "Let's go bring the lassies their Chicago men."

He shook his head ruefully and let Chibs manhandle him outside.