Bobby was chuckling at how quick on the draw Jules was with Tig. The girl was holding up pretty well for being thrown into what could have been an ugly, awkward situation. Well, had she chosen to make it that way. It was becoming obvious that Tig had known about her for a very long time and she'd had no idea. He was amazed she was handling it all with the grace she was. If it were him in her shoes, he'd be beyond pissed.

He hoped it wasn't an act. He knew that even though Tig tried to act like it didn't, it killed Tig that he had almost no relationship with the twins. He hoped that Jules would really give the crazy fucker a chance and see that underneath all of that shit was still a man worth being a father and a grandfather.

And he also wasn't blind to how the girls had affected Jax. Something in the boy had changed since Abel was born to be sure, but it was like it had solidified tonight. Like Jules and Sophie had shown the boy part of what having a wife and kids was really about. Not that bullshit sham of a marriage that he had with Wendy. And with everything that surrounded Abel's birth and the little guy having to be in the toaster, he was sure that being a father was still ephemeral to Jax. And he kind of hoped the Jules kept her word, if Sophie had trouble sleeping because of the candy, she'd make Jax get the hell up and deal with it. Give the boy a real taste.

He took a hit off of the joint he'd just lit, continuing to watch the interaction between Jax and Jules. They seemed to have an easy time of it, moving over to the couch, the conversation never stopping. And while they sat close, it was the kind of close where Jules was telling the boy, 'you may get this one day, but not this day'. And for once the James T. Kirk of the MC world seemed just fine with that. Not even Tara could put a stop to that shit. Then again, as pretty as she was, Tara didn't look quite like that and Tig Trager was not her father.

He smiled as the man sat down by him, taking the joint from his fingers. He nodded his head towards the couch. "How long?"

Tig snorted. "What? Before they're sleepin' together or how long have I known about her?"

He rolled his eyes. "The latter, Tig."

Tig shrugged. "Since her mother's funeral. She was eight. So, seventeen years."

He looked over at Tig, whose vivid blue eyes never left his kid, like if he looked away, she'd disappear. "And a year of that just a couple hours away."

Tig nodded and took a drink of his beer. "Yep."

He shook his head. "You're not giving me much Tig."

Tig looked over to him, eyes placid. "Only one person I have to explain myself to. And it ain't you." Tig stood up. He didn't like it, but the man had a point.

He watched as the SAA walked over to his daughter. "I'm gonna go crash doll. You want me to check on Sophie for you?"

Jules shook her head. "Nah. Sleep is probably a good idea. Plus, I don't want to run the risk of her waking up by herself in a new place." The young woman sighed. "Especially with everything that's happened." She stood up and even in the baggie sweats and t-shirt he couldn't get over how much of Tig was in her body language. When standing, both stood proud, almost defiantly so. And when they sat, they tended to sprawl out like they owned the space. Tig nodded and headed off towards his dorm room.

He stifled a chuckle as Jax was quick to follow suit. "Think I'll head that way too."

Jules nodded towards Hap and Sack, then smiled at Chibs and him. "Night Chibs, Elvis." Chibs raised his beer to the girl.

He chuckled. "Night darlin'. By the way, what will the Princess eat for breakfast?"

The young woman smiled her father's smile. "Make her pancakes you will be her best friend for at least an hour."

He laughed. "I'll see what I can do."

Jax had opened the door to the dorms, and as she began to walk through, she stopped and turned back towards him. "Seriously, do not go and do anything above and beyond for her. You guys have been wonderful already and she already has a couple charters wrapped around her finger..."

Jax chuckled. "And I think a third by the time she's three is only fair. And it's only right that it's SAMCRO."

Jules flipped him off behind her back as she was walked through the door. "You are so getting up if she does now. I was gonna be nice, but it is so on if she wakes up..."

They couldn't hear Jax's reply as the door closed.

Sack looked at him, Hap, and Chibs. "He does know she's Tig's kid? Right? He can't just hit that and walk away, can he? What about that Tara lady?"

He, Chibs, and Hap all looked at each other, and then Chibs looked at Sack. "Aye. Aye. Noooo. And that would be the million-dollar question lad."

He looked at Hap. "Ain't that the truth brother."

Hap threw back a shot of whiskey. "Nah. Jules is club. Doc ain't. Pretty simple. Jax will see that sooner rather than later. Shit's comin' down fast." Then got up and went outside.

He sighed and looked at Chibs. He had a bad feeling Hap was right.

Chibs looked back at him. "Aye."

Sack just looked confused. "So, does that mean Tig will be Jax's father-in-law?"

He shook his head. "Shut it. Prospects are meant to be seen and not heard. Go get me a beer."

As Sack ran off to get him his beer, he looked towards the dorms and hoped that in the end, things worked out.