As he pulled into Tom's driveway, Tig could see Nero peer out through the kitchen window. Nero looked about a decade older than he had just a couple of days ago, but that wasn't a shock, the man had just lost the woman he loved along with the man he was starting to look at as a son. This had to be killing Nero.

Shaking it off as he stowed his helmet, he made his way to the front door. Before he could even knock, Nero opened it with a wan smile. "Wendy finally fell asleep. She's taking this pretty hard." Nero led him to the kitchen.

"I think we're all taking it pretty hard." Sitting down at the table. he really didn't want to add to Nero and Wendy's stress and grief, but they had to know.

"What brings you here, Tig?" Nero sounded as tired as he was.

It was time to bite the bullet. He had no idea if either Nero or Wendy even knew Jax existed. "Chibs tracked down Jax Teller." Watching Nero's eyes widen in surprise. Apparently the man knew exactly who Jax was. "Jax told me that we should go ahead and plan services for Gem and Tom, but would like us to wait until they can get here to have them." He took a breath. "He also wants to sign his half of the garage over to the club."

"Tom signed the garage over to Wendy and the boys. How..."

"Gemma. Her will left half the garage to Jax. Same with her house. I'm sure Tom knew it." He shook his head. "I'm sure he figured that Jax wouldn't be interested and wouldn't challenge a damn thing."

Nero looked unsure. "I suppose." Getting up from the table Nero poured himself a cup of coffee. Raising the pot in his direction. "Coffee?"

He nodded gratefully. It had been a long couple of days. "Thanks." As Nero handed him a cup. He looked around. "Where are the boys?"

Nero smiled and for a second it was genuine. "Venus came and picked them up about half an hour ago. Said they didn't need to be cooped up in a house of mourning. She said something about a park and lunch."

He couldn't help the grin on his face. His old lady was steppin' up in a big way. "Good for her."

Nero smiled back, but refrained from saying anything. At this point in his life he could give a fuck what anyone else thought. He loved Venus and Venus loved him, and Venus's dick was of no one's concern but theirs. Even with a cock, Venus was more woman than most women he knew.

"What's he like?" Nero's voice was hesitant, like Jax was still a taboo subject.

"Don't really know. I just knew the kid." He smiled a little. "And the kid was an awful lot like his old man. Smart, thoughtful, a little soft, especially when it came to family." He thought for a minute. "The man I spoke to didn't seem soft at all."

"Being disowned will do that to you." Nero sighed. "That was one of Gem's biggest regrets. That she didn't make things right with him."

"Tom's too." Wendy's voice was rough behind him. "For a long time Jax sent him birthday cards and random letters. Tom said the first few years he just threw them out. He was so angry that his brother chose some snatch over his family. Later, he understood." Wendy's voice mournful.

Nero looked at Wendy, and he could see Nero's eyes were a little sad. "You should go try to rest, chica. While the boys are gone." He was with Nero on that one, Wendy looked like crap. And a heartbeat away from using again.

She shook her head. "Not with the places my head is going right now." She turned to him. "I'm guessin' Jax Teller is coming here?"

"For the funerals, chica. And I think that's all." Nero looked at him.

He sighed. "That's the impression he gave us. He wants to sign over whatever Gem left him, have the services, and be gone."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Does he know about the boys?"

He shrugged. "I would guess so. I think he read the Sac Bee. I know they mention that Tom and Tara had kids. But he didn't mention them." Which didn't surprise him. He was sure Jax was way too busy trying to assimilate what had happened with Gem and Tom.

Wendy relaxed a little, and then he got it. She was afraid of Jax wanting custody of the boys. He reached over and grabbed her hand and gave it a quick squeeze before releasing it. "Hey. The boys are yours. That's what Tom wanted and I don't see Jax ever trying to go against that." He really had no idea, but if it made Wendy feel better at this point, he could live with that.

She nodded while wiping away tears. "Yeah. Okay." He nodded approvingly as Nero wrapped an arm around her.

Sighing, he ran his hand through his hair. "So, do you guys just want SAMCRO to make arrangements, or..."

Wendy and Nero looked at each other for a moment and he could see the answer before Nero even opened his mouth. The two of them were too fucking raw to deal with arrangements and the boys. And it was far more important that they hold it together as much as they could for the boys. "I think it would be better for everyone if you guys handle them."

Standing up, he nodded. "Okay. I'll let Chibs know. Jax and his wife aren't due til Friday night. Figure hold the services Monday? Give everyone a little time to adjust."

Nero looked at Wendy and then back to him. "Probably not a bad idea."

"Yeah." Nero walked him to the door. He put his hand on the other man's shoulder. "You guys call me if you need anything. I mean anything. You hear?" Then glanced back towards the kitchen. "Take care of them."

Nero gave him that wan smile again. "Yeah. Keep us in the loop."

"Yeah." As he closed the door behind him.

Getting on his bike, he shook his head. He hadn't even thought of the boys when he was talking to Jax. He had no idea if Jax had kids of his own, or well, any goddamned thing about the man now other than they had found them in New Orleans, where they apparently did not live.

This was shaping up to be another in the long line of clusterfucks that have seemed to plague SAMCRO over the last few years. Fan-fucking-tastic.