Tig looked over at Clay when the phone went off. He was sure it was Jake Lyons, the President of the Chicago chapter of the Satan's Sons. He looked over at his kid who seemed to know it too. He looked into her eyes, eyes so much like his own, it was a little freaky. Neither of his other daughters had his eyes. And what he saw filled him with so many emotions he really wasn't sure which way the world was spinning at the moment.

His kid was so anxious it wasn't fucking funny at all. And suddenly very aware that she was basically in the company of strangers. He watched her restrain herself from grabbing his grandbaby from Jax's lap and making a break for it.

He wanted to wrap his kid up in the biggest hug he could give her and reassure her that they'd be fine, SAMCRO would make sure of it. That the club takes care of their own. But he couldn't for a whole lot of reasons. He wasn't sure that she didn't hate him. And things around the club weren't the most stable at the moment, so he couldn't guarantee that shit wouldn't come down on them from this side.

Clay was off in a corner having a very intense conversation with the Satan's Sons President. He looked over to see Jules studying Clay intently, like if she looked hard enough she'd be able to hear the conversation.

He looked around the clubhouse and found that everyone's attention was on Clay apart from three people. Sophie, who was concentrating on getting Jax's bacon. Jax, who was busy looking at her Mama, and then Happy, who was looking at the three of them.

He looked back and saw what Happy saw. From the outside it certainly looked like a cozy little family. He sighed internally. If the Doc wasn't back he'd have no problem. Even though he and Jax didn't always agree on how things with the club should go, he knew Jax was a good man with a good heart. And while he was a lot of bad things, his moral compass wasn't so far gone that he wouldn't demand that for his kids.

But even with the Doc back he was gonna stay the hell out of it. First of all, didn't matter how much Jax and Tara claimed they loved each other, he was club and she wasn't, and probably would never want to be. He didn't think it was quite the issue with his daughter as it was with the Doc. Secondly, his daughter was a grown ass woman with a kid of her own, who the fuck was he to say a goddamned word.

He was brought back to the moment when Clay came over and handed the phone to Jules. "Jake would like to talk to you sweetheart."

Jules nodded, then stood and looked at Jax. "Can you watch her for a minute longer?"

Jax gave her a smile. "Sure darlin', take your time."

His daughter, how weird was it to think that and not be talking about the twins. Yeah, his daughter walked into the hallway where she could speak to the President of the club she had been raised in. And even though it pissed him off to no end, the man who had raised her, the man she considered her Dad. He couldn't hear what was being said, nor could he see his kid's face since she had turned her back to them. But he could see the tension in her shoulders, in the way she was holding the phone.

He looked up at Clay. Clay grimaced. "That little…" Then the Pres looked at Sophie and gave a very sad smile. "…jerk did quite the number on a certain toddler's male parent." He blanched remembering that Jax had mentioned his granddaughter had been in the room when that little waste of flesh killed her Daddy.

Clay shook his head and went on. "Took them all of a couple hours to figure out it was Dougie and what he was after. Jake, Red, and a couple others will be here in the morning. We'll go ahead and move him somewhere more private in a little while." Clay looked at Happy, Juice, and the Prospect. "You guys can move him after the girls go down."

Jax looked up at Clay while trying to protect his last piece of bacon from the thieving hands of Sophie. "They know anything?"

Clay shrugged. He knew Clay didn't want to have the conversation here and now. Not with Gemma and the kid in the room. Plus, Jules would be back any minute.

Jax nodded like Clay had actually told him something then looked down to Sophie eating his last piece of bacon. "Did you like my bacon?" SAMCRO's VP chuckled.

He smiled a little when his grand-daughter gave Jax a very satisfied smile. "It was yummy." Then the little girl seemed to remember something. "Thank you."

Jax gave her a kiss on the head. "Anytime sweetheart."

He had the feeling if his daughter and grand-daughter stayed in Charming, Sophie would have SAMCRO wrapped around her finger in record time.

All of a sudden they heard what had to be Clay's phone dropping to the wood floor of the hallway as Jules rushed out of the clubhouse, obvious tears streaking down her face.

He wasn't sure who was on their feet first, him or Jax. Jax handed Sophie to Gemma. "Here take her. DO NOT bring her outside." Sophie started to fuss, and Jax stopped for just a second. "It'll be okay sweetheart. You stay with Gemma and me and other Papa will make sure Mommy is okay."

He exhaled the breath he'd been holding when Sophie nodded and hugged Gem.

They got outside, the others following, and she was nowhere to be seen.

Then the screams from the garage started.