As everyone scattered after Butch Lyons took off, Tig went back into the clubhouse to get another cup of coffee. Not even five minutes after he sat down, Red Lyons comes striding back into the clubhouse, Sophie in his arms. Soph's eyes were wide.

"Grampa is mad." Looking to her uncle for confirmation.

Red nodded. "I think so."

"At Mommy and Unca Manny?" Soph sounded confused. Like she couldn't understand what the two of them had done to upset her other grandfather so much. He was with her on that. He knew Jake wasn't very happy about, well, a lot of shit, but nothing that would provoke real anger at his kids.

"Mommy was supposed to call Grandma Lu and she didn't." The tone of Red's voice implying that even Sophie should know what a wrong move that was. "And who knows about Uncle Manny, Baby Princess. You know it doesn't take much for Uncle Manny to get Grandpa goin'."

"Grampa says all da time that Unca Manny is too silly." Said with all the authority an almost three-year-old could muster.

"He is." Red set her down at the table Dennis had been sitting at. Reaching down into a messenger bag, he pulled out a pink laptop. "Let's get you set up with somethin' to watch. You want Ariel? Or do you want Belle?"

He was a little amazed when Sophie opened the damn thing and started it up like she knew what the fuck she was doin'. He scooted his chair a little so he could get a view of the screen.

"Wanna pway my game." Soph was staring at the screen, waiting for something to happen. A few seconds later, a picture of a cartoon mermaid came on the screen.

"Okay, but I'm gonna have to leave soon, so Mommy might have to finish the game with you." Red looked over at him and gave him a wink. "Or maybe Other Papa."

Sophie turned to him. "You know how to pway my game Other Papa?"

He shook his head and smiled at her. "Nah, honey I sure don't. Why don't you and Uncle Red show me." Getting the reaction from her that he so wanted. She beamed at him.

Red gave him a sideways look. "Suck up." Under his breath and amused.

"Duh." He took a sip of his coffee. "And I ain't the only one." And wasn't that the fuckin' truth. As much as it seemed Soph already had most of SAMCRO wrapped, it really wasn't shit compared to how she led the Lyons' men around by their noses.

"Point." Red smiled down as Sophie was moving her finger around on a small pad, lookin' up at the screen he could see a white arrow moving around. When the arrow settled on a little picture, Sophie tapped the little pad twice and another screen came up.

"Holy shit, she can work a computer!?" Juice's voice rising nearly an octave by the end. He wanted to roll his eyes, but on some levels, he was as amazed as Juice.

"Yeah." Dennis's voice at the clubhouse door was a combination of 'duh, you fucktard' and sincere pride. "I built this one for her second birthday. Of course, it's got movies and cartoons and shit like that, but it's also got word games, math games…" Dennis grinned at Juice. "I even created a coding game for her. She'll be able to hack your shit by the time she's five." How cute, the computer geek version of 'my dick is bigger than your dick'.

"Quiet Unca Manny!" Soph's voice was mildly irritated. He swallowed a laugh. Rip had told him that Soph had he and Jules's temper in fucking spades. "Me an' Unca Red twying to play!"

Dennis rolled his eyes as he ruffled Sophie's hair. "Yeah, yeah." Then wandered off towards where Juice had his computer shit set up. After approximately thirty seconds the two were jabbering at each other in a language only the two of them understood.

Gemma came out from the kitchen, and as she passed him, stopped for a second. She was looking over at Soph and Red playing Soph's game. It looked to be some sort of basic word game that in the end was teaching an almost three-year-old to read and spell. Gem looked back at him with a wry smile. "I'm gonna go to the office and get some work done. I really don't need to watch a toddler work a computer better than I can." She leaned down and gave Soph a kiss on the cheek. "I have to do some work, but we'll go get your dress after the big boys leave."

"'Kay." Sophie barely looked away from the screen, her little face scrunched up in concentration. "I be wight here."

Gem shot him a smile and he grinned back. She looked down at Sophie and gave an amused head shake and walked out of the clubhouse to the T-M office.

Turning his attention back to Sophie and Red, he was genuinely floored at how well she did with the game. Every once in a while, Red would patiently talk her through a word, never giving her the answer, but pointing her in the direction that would help her get there herself. Rip had told him that Jules had been working with Soph since she wasn't even a year old. It was all in the guise of games and things like that, but he was still pretty goddamned impressed with both his kid and grandkid.

Hearing the clubhouse door open, he turned and gave a slight head nod with a smile to his kid, who he had to say look pleasantly shell-shocked. She looked over to her daughter and brother, saw the game and grinned. "Thought Pop said a movie, Eric."

Red shrugged. "She wanted her game." Then grinned at her. "And I'm not in the mood for Disney."

Jules shook with laughter. "You're never in the mood for Disney, ever, Eric." His kid started to walk towards the kitchen. "I need more coffee." Patting his shoulder as she walked past.

When she came out of the kitchen, holding a coffee cup like it was precious cargo, Jake and Clay had come in. Jules took a seat at a table over from him and pulled a cigarette out of her bag.

Jake looked at Red and Sophie playing the computer game with amusement. "Baby Princess, let Uncle Den finish the game with you. Uncle Red has to go with me and Clay and Jax to go do somethin'."

Sophie looked at Jake, then back to Red, then over to Dennis. "Unca Manny is too bossy when we pway this. You stay." Looking at Red, who rolled his eyes upward as if he were trying very hard not to grin.

Jake looked to be in the same boat as his son. He, on the other hand, was not. He was openly grinning his ass off.

Jake just shook his head with a smile. "I know, baby." Jake looked over to Dennis who shrugged with a grin, then back to Sophie. "You can finish this one game, but no more. You hear me?"

Sophie nodded. "'Kay Grampa." Then turned to Red. "Grampa says you can onwy pway one game."

Red gave her his best sad look. "Yeah, I heard him."

Sophie patted Red's hand. "It's okay. Other Papa will pway wif me." She looked over to him waiting for him to agree.

"Sure, Baby Doll." Not bothering to hide the finger he was using to flip off Clay who he could hear snickering behind him. "I'd love to play your game with ya."

Sophie smiled at him and he really couldn't give a flying fuck if the entire club wanted to laugh at him. "But Unca Red has to finish pwaying first. Then you turn." Soph looked over to her Mommy. "Right Mommy? Unca Red and Other Papa have to take turns?"

He had to give his kid credit; she didn't fall to the floor laughing hysterically even though he could tell she was thinking about it. The smile she gave Sophie was nearly blinding. "That's right honey, Uncle Red and Other Papa have to take turns playing the game." He was a little worried she might actually hurt something keeping her laughter in.

Jake and Clay on the other hand had absolutely no fucking qualms about laughing their asses off. Clay looked at Red. "We'll be outside. Come on out when she lets you go." Still laughing as the two headed back outside.

Red just threw up a middle finger towards the door as he continued to play the game with Sophie.

Even though he would never be totally okay with what Marina had done, and the fact that he missed the first eight years of her life completely; or the fact that he had to live on scraps and glimpses for the next seventeen years; he was actually inching towards almost okay with it. It really hadn't mattered that Rip had assured him of how truly adored and accepted the two of them were by the Lyons family, it wasn't until he had witnessed it up close and personal that he was able to totally believe his oldest friend.

And while both Red and Dennis seemed just fine with Jules and Sophie meeting him and being here in Charming, he was sure that if he tried to overstep, they'd both come at him. Hard. And as headstrong as his kid seemed, he knew, through Rip, that if either Jake or Red really put their foot down about him, she'd follow their lead. Like Rip had said. "Sure, she's a little wild, likes to party some, but she's a good girl who listens to her Dad and brothers when it matters." Rip wasn't wrong. Hell, Jules had basically let Jake call her out on the carpet in front of all of SAMCRO, Jax included, because even though she was an adult, she'd blown off a parental order and knew that she was gonna have to pay the price. No matter how much it embarrassed her.

So yeah, even though he was never gonna be completely over how things in Chicago went down, he was happy to have the confirmation in front of him that as much as he hated himself for it, he made the right choice in listening to Rip all those years ago. And maybe there was a little gratitude in there too. His kid and grandkid were pretty fucking amazing. At least to him. And probably Jax.

Who, as he was thinking it, came into the clubhouse and headed directly to the kitchen. When Jax came back out, he too was holding a cup of coffee and made a beeline for the table Jules was sitting at.

While he couldn't make out what was being said, and he was still paying far more attention to Sophie and her game, he could hear a teasing quality in his kid's voice. It must have been directed at Bobby 'cause the guy stopped at the table for a second.

Whatever Bobby was saying to Jules and Jax, it set his daughter into a laughing fit loud enough that even Soph stopped her game for a second and looked over, then seeing her Mommy was fine, went right back to her game.

As he was turning back to see if Jules was done laughin' her ass off, he saw Bobby plant a quick kiss to Jules's head and shooting Jax a wink before heading outside.

When he turned back, it looked to him as if the game was over. Red gave Soph a kiss on the head. "Good game, honey. I gotta go with Grandpa now."

When Sophie slid down off Red's lap, he really should have known that she would go directly to Jax. He was pretty goddamned sure that at this point, Jax was outranking everyone except her Mommy. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, he hid his grin as he turned to look at Dennis. Jax looked about as sorry as he'd ever seen the kid. With Red heading out, that meant Jax had to go also.

Dennis nodded his head towards the other end of the clubhouse. And as much as he wanted to totally pull up a chair and just watch his kid, yeah, they should probably give the three of them a little space. Jules was getting up and snagging her daughter out of Jax's lap. He thought he could hear her explaining to Soph that Jax had to leave with the others.

Dennis shook his head at him. "Man, you're almost as gone as Teller is." The slight man's grin a bright spot in the darkness of his beard. "You can have 'em. They're hella high-maintenance." Dennis's grin got bigger as Jules set Soph down and the Baby Doll was makin' a straight run for him. "And bossy as hell." He scooped his niece up laughing as she squealed.

Nodding slowly as the grin overtook him, he raised an eyebrow at the middle Lyons' boy. "Don't you like practically live with them?"

"Duh." Dennis laughed at him. "How do you think I became the expert on the absurdly high levels of maintenance these two require?" Then looking over to Jax and his sister, the laughter died down but the smirk remained. "He always this awkward with girls?"

He looked over and damn near started laughing himself. Jax did look like he really wasn't sure what the fuck he was supposed to be doing. Fuck, Jax hadn't even been this awkward when he was thirteen, fourteen. Then again, no need for awkwardness in a clubhouse full of croweaters. He shook his head with a smile. "Nah, man. Jax is usually smooth as silk."

Dennis's smirk disappeared, replaced by a thoughtful smile. "Good." Bouncing Soph in his arms. "Wanna play a different game?" Soph nodded furiously.

"But not da word one. The other one." He liked that she was clear that she wasn't havin' bossy Uncle Manny in the house. "Mommy kissed Jax."

"Math game. Gotcha." Dennis grinned at him. "And yes, Mommy kissed Jax. We're pretty sure Mommy and Jax like each other."

"I wike Mommy and Jax too." Sophie started to wiggle in Dennis's arms. "I should go give dem kisses too." Dennis held on.

"You can give Jax and Mommy their kisses later." Dennis leaned his head closer to Sophie's. "Right now, it's time for big people kisses." His voice a whisper. "Like when Grandma give Grandpa a kiss good-bye." And like he knew what she was gonna say. "And Jax already gave you a kiss good-bye."

"So, it's Mommy's turn?" Sophie matched her uncle's whisper. He just grinned.

"That's right." Dennis gave her a kiss on the head. "Let's go play your game. Miss Gemma said it was gonna be a little bit before we leave." And like he knew she would be askin' again. "Yes, to get your princess dress." Rolling his eyes.

The three of them had just taken a step towards Sophie's laptop when they saw Jules pop Jax on the ass. "Now leave so we can go shopping."

Both he and Dennis were laughin' their asses off as Jax made his way out of the clubhouse. He was slightly amazed Jax hadn't flipped the two of them off. Probably because Soph was with them. He'd noticed that Jax watched his mouth around the Baby Doll even if the rest of them really didn't.

When the clubhouse door closed, Jules looked at Dennis and Soph. "You good with Uncle Den, Miss Thing?" Smiling as Soph barely looked away from the computer screen when she nodded. "Awesome. I'll be outside if you need me." Then walked back to the kitchen for what looked to be a refill on her coffee and then headed outside.

He was a lot torn. He wanted to stay inside and watch Juice's head explode from the fact that Soph was cruisin' around her laptop like a pro. But he also wanted to talk to his kid. As the morning had gone on and she'd obviously had gotten more information on what had been happening at home, she had started to look like she was really having to work on holding it together.

He looked over at Sophie and Dennis who were engrossed in her math game. Soph wouldn't even notice he had left. If Rip was to be believed, and he was pretty positive that Rip was; Soph was now hanging with her co-conspirator. Knowing that made his choice easier. He scooted his chair back and got up. "Goin' outside for a smoke." The two barely acknowledged his exit.

Jules was sitting at one of the picnic tables, cigarette in one hand, pen in the other. He could see a small notebook in front of her. Lighting his own smoke, he nodded to the notebook. "What's goin' on? You okay, doll?"

She looked up from her notebook. "List of shit I have to deal with." She sighed. "You know lawyers, realtors, various other and random bullshit you have to deal with when you get abducted by a Nazi meth-head." She shook her head. "Sorry. I shouldn't snap at you. Not your fault." Then a wry smile graced her face and for a second, she looked so much like Marina that his heart skipped a beat. "But I guess on some levels I owe that little prick a fruit basket or somethin'."

He gaped at her for a second. Then shook his head. "Really, why's that?"

"He brought me and Sophie here." She smiled at him and godddamn if Dennis wasn't right. He was as gone for these two as Jax was. They'd been here less than twenty-four hours and he was sure he would do whatever either asked of him. "But I think I'll skip the fruit basket and let Eric beat the crap out of him."

"I can get on board with that." He smiled back at her. "I'm sure Jax will get some shots in too." Throwing out his VP's name to see the reaction he'd get.

Her smile widened and her eyes sparkled. "More than likely." The smile turned to a grin. "Told him to get some shots for Sophie in."

He grinned back. "That would do it." He could feel the grin fade to a smile. "Anything I can help with?" He nodded back to the notebook.

She shook her head. "Not really." His heart fell just a bit. He wanted to be able to do something, anything to help lighten her load. Then looked over to the red Beemer sitting in the lot, then back to him. "I don't know where the keys to that thing are, I think Happy may have them, but I'd really like to not see that fucking car again." She took a drag of her smoke. "I'll have to get Lu to get into my safe and get the title and overnight it out, but…"

"Got it in my bag." Dennis's voice was matter of fact as he lit a smoke.

"Where's Sophie?" Jules looked over to her brother. "Thought you guys were playing her math game. And you brought the title to my car?"

"Soph is currently showing Juice how awesome she is on her coding game, I needed a smoke." Dennis exhaled his drag. "And considering that you refused to go back into the house after Ma died? Yeah, Red thought maybe having the title on hand was a good idea. Pop agreed. Since I know the combo to the safe at your place, I got to get it." Dennis smiled at his sister. "And you know it's weird to have pictures Soph has drawn for you in your safe. Right?" Dennis rolled his eyes. "Along with her hair from her first haircut, her first binky…" Dennis smiled at his sister.

He looked back over at his kid, who just shrugged at her brother. "So. They're valuable to me and I don't want to lose them." Then Jules was back to business. "You have the title?"

"Yeah." Dennis looked at him. "There's project number one for you."

He nodded. That was fine. He'd find his kid a new car, whatever kind she wanted. And if the Beemer trade-in wouldn't cover the new car, he'd make up the difference. "You said project number one. That usually means more than one."

Dennis shot him a 'duh' look. "Yeah. The second is I need someone to help with Soph's birthday present." He was now all ears. Two projects, both for the girls? Sign him up. "She keeps sayin' she wants a bike." The man grinned. "Not pedal bike. Harley bike." He looked over to see Jules grinning. "So, my plan was to buy a little trike and trick it out, make it look like…" Then Dennis spotted Piney's trike in the lot. "Like that." Pointing to it. "I'm staying for as long as the girls are, so we'll have enough time before Miss Thing's birthday in a few weeks." Dennis grinned at him. "You in?"

"Hell yes." He grinned at the two of them. "Build a bike for my grandkid? I'm so fucking in." Seeing Gemma come out of the office, he stood up. "I'll go track down your keys so we can get Soph's car seat out of the Beemer and into Gemma's Caddy."

Jules nodded. "Thank you." Then turned to Dennis. "Go get Soph and her backpack. That's still in the room." As Dennis turned to go back into the clubhouse. "Thanks Den." He waved his sister off.

Jules stood up from the table. "Guess it's time for some shopping therapy." She sounded exhausted but ready to be doing something.

"It is." He put an arm around her to give her a quick squeeze, but she turned and hugged him full-on. Wrapping his arms around his kid, he buried his face in her hair. "It's gonna be alright, Jules. Everything is gonna be just fine." Holding her tighter and hoping he wasn't lying to her.