This is my fanfiction story. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and FX. I am just borrowing the Sons of Anarchy characters. Reba is my OC as is Kaylee. I also give rights to the CW and the creators of iZombie for their known characters. This is a work of Fiction. Story rated m for rape situations and abuse. May include lemons in later chapters. Please Read and Review. This is my first story and I would appreciate any critique you have.

Chapter 47: You Could've Told Me (Clay POV)

I ended the phone call with Keith and went to the clubhouse and said, "Everyone, if I could please have your attention. I have some important matters to discuss with you all."

The members of SAMCRO still in Charming all looked to me as Juice asked, "What's up Clay?"

I shrugged him off before looking directly at Bobby and asking, "First of all, did your niece call you?" He nodded his head at me and I continued with, "Now I just got off the phone with Tig and SAMBEL. Tig, Reba, Happy and Chibs are going to be extending their trip by 18 weeks." I was met by a chorus of why's as I raised my hand to silence everyone and say, "Tig and Reba have just found out they are expecting boy/girl twins. She is 20 weeks pregnant and that's why they are extending her trip. Her doctor in Ireland doesn't want her to fly since she's in her second trimester. That's what Tig told me at least. None of you are allowed to tell his kids because he wants to tell them his self. That being said, it's no excuse for them to shrike on their duty. While they are residing in Ireland, Keith is going to have them working with SAMBEL and report back to me every move they make. Lastly, no one else is allowed to go on trips because I am down too many members. I'm going to try to call Jax and Kozik back, but there's no guarantee it's going to work. After the twins are born, I alone will be making a trip out there to see them. Now that is everything I need to say. Please get back to work. These guns won't move themselves."

After I excused myself to go inside church I pulled my cellphone out and first dialed Unser. I told him everything I'd just told my MC and he assured me he'd go with me to Ireland if only to force some of them back with me. After I got off the phone with Unser I scrolled through my logbook and dialed Major. I hung up after the third ring and called him back. He answered on the second ring and asked, "Why are you calling me, Clay. I'm trying to track down my daughter you let leave."

Shaking my head at the senile man I say, "That's what I'm calling you about. I just spoke to Tig and it seems like she's pregnant. Tig told me she's 20 weeks. I've got the president of SAMBEL tracking down Kaylee's address and I've got them all going to Belfast."

Major growled into the phone, "There's no way she's 20 weeks pregnant. I felt her stomach. She was way bigger than 20 weeks."

I cut Major off and said, "What do you mean you felt her stomach?"

Major laughed as he said, "When she went to the hospital. I pushed her down to cause a miscarriage. Seems it didn't really work out in my favor."

I sighed before saying, "Well she must not have known because Tig said they just found out and it's twins. Congrats Grandpaw. Besides Tig is loyal to me and his loyalty will not be questioned. It's why he's my Sergeant at Arms."

Major growled again into the phone as he said, "I think you misunderstand what a piece of meat is worth to a blue blooded young male."

Shaking my head at him I say, "Don't you remember me bringing it up to you and that's why you found out where she was so you could get her away from him. If him telling me about the pregnancy means anything, it's that he still trusts me. You should have damn well told me she was pregnant though when you found out. I could've staged a little accident for them."

Major quietly says, "No accident is big enough for what I have planned for my darling daughter. I'm going to make her suffer. And those babies are mine. You can have your precious Tig. Her and those babies are mine. No harm shall come to them until I have her in my grasps. I'm going to raise those kids to be just like me."

Ignoring Major to the best of my ability I say, "Well, they sent me the 20 week ultrasound picture. I'll get it to you whenever I can. And I'll give you Kaylee's address when Keith gives it to me."

As Major hung up the phone I heard him say, "See that you do, Clay."

Giving a little shake I light up a cigar and think about a simpler time when Reba Lilywhite wasn't involved in my life or my business. She had strutted into Charming and immediately captured the attention of my most trusted men, Tig and Happy. She corrupted her brother into thinking like her. Bobby stayed the same, but I've never really trusted where Bobby's loyalty lies. Then she befriended Wendy and in turn corrupted Jax. I didn't know who I trusted anymore. I knew I trusted myself and Unser, but beside that, I couldn't be sure Reba hadn't slept with all of the boys in SAMCRO. I couldn't wait until I could see if those kids were actually Tig's. It was part of my reasoning for wanting to go ahead and see them once they were born. Remembering I hadn't actually told Major how long she was going to be I pulled out my cell and texted him.

Clay: Hey, I forgot to tell you that they said they were going to be in Ireland for 18 weeks.

Major: Why 18 weeks?

Clay: They want her to have the twins at 32 weeks. Then she's going to be there for 6 weeks after they are born so that way she has time to properly heal and the twins can fly back with them.

Major: Okay. Well we strike when she has them. It'll be easier for me to take them separately. They'll probably be closely monitoring her while she pregnant. Her mom was on bedrest with her, so she'll probably be on bed rest.

Clay: Yeah. So when do you want to go after she has them?

Major: Tell Tig to let you know when she goes into labor. Then we'll start flying out there and I'll be able to snag all three and you can have your Tig back.

Clay: Alright. I'll keep you updated and let you know when I have an address and when they get to Belfast.

Major didn't respond to my last text so I figured our conversation was over with. I couldn't wait to rid my hands of Reba and her psycho family. The weeks ticked by and 14 weeks later I got the text message saying Reba had gone into labor and Tig would keep me updated.