A/N: This chapter is going to focus a little more on Eliza and Gemma's relationship. Hope you guys enjoy it. keep reading and reviewing.

ELIZA POV

The next morning when the alarm went off, I got up and went to take a shower. After my shower, I threw on a pair of jeans and a black SAMCRO t-shirt. I put on a little bit of makeup and by the time Opie was ready to go I was too. I rode with Opie on his bike to the garage. Mom would be working with me today. I wasn't sure how things were going to be between us after what had happened yesterday.

Mom and I have always had a complicated relationship, but it got worse after Dad died. I guess that I felt like she just didn't care about Dad anymore because he was dead. Jax and I do a lot of our thinking out at Dad's grave. We always have. I think that sometimes Mom thinks that Jax and I blame her for Dad going to Ireland. I think that when her and Clay first got together I blamed them for Dad's death but everyone kept telling me that I was crazy because Mom loved Dad and Clay was one of his best friends. In the beginning Jax agreed with me, but in the end he agreed with everyone else and I felt betrayed.

When we got to the garage, Mom was standing beside her car smoking a cigarette talking to Jax. Opie and I walked over to them. Jax and Mom both looked pissed. Opie and I glanced at each other for a minute. I turned to Jax. "What's wrong?" I asked him.

Jax let out a big sigh. "I went by Wendy's apartment to check on her and I found out that she's been using." Jax said.

"What!" I said.

"Yeah. So when I found her, she was passed out. I took her to the ER and she almost OD'd. So they have decided to admit her for the rest of her pregnancy."

"Damn." Opie said. "What are you going to do?"

"I talked to the Doctor and he said that they can give her just enough to curve the urges and that it won't harm the baby but that with this incident she might be looking at jail time."

"Oh wow. That's pretty messed up." I said. I really hated this for my brother. Wendy still had a few months left in her pregnancy and I knew Jax. Despite the situation, the fact that there was a chance that the baby could be his, he would do everything that he could to take care of them. "I'm really sorry Jax."

"Thanks E. I'm gonna head back up to the hospital." He said.

"Okay. Let me know if I can do anything." I told him, leaning closer and hugging him.

"I will." Jax said. He turned to Opie. "Take care of her." Jax said pointing at me.

"You know I will." Opie said, putting an arm around my shoulders and pulling me close.

I turned and watched Jax walk over to his bike and pull out of the lot. I turned to my Mom. "Ma, you think he'll be okay?" I asked her.

"Eventually. He's strong just like you. The two of you get it from your father. Your the spitting images of him." My mom said smiling at me knowing that I needed to hear that. I nodded and she took a step toward the office. "Now come on, we got work to do...lots of it."

I nodded and looked at Opie. "See you later." I said. He smiled at me. I followed my mom into the office. She sat on the couch and let me have the desk. I began with the stack of papers that we already sitting on the desk. I filed them making notes of parts that needed to be ordered in the process. I spent a good portion of the morning getting acquainted with the office. I entered customer information into the database that I had chosen to use. When lunchtime came around Mom headed out to the diner to pick up lunch for everyone since I was busy with a customer. Mom and Clay were surprised how much I remembered from working in the office when I was in high school. I spent the afternoon dealing with customers and sending Opie and Chibs out on repos.

That evening when we closed up the shop, Opie and I went to the diner to get dinner. when we got home, we barely had enough time to make it to the bedroom before he had me pushed up against the bedroom door. Opie stood there for a minute and just stared at me. I looked up at him. "What?" I asked him.

"I'm still can't believe how lucky I am that you chose me." He said.

"You always had me. You just didn't know it." I said, reaching up and touching the side of his face. I leaned up and kissed him. "You never had to fight for me. If at any point in the last seven years you had told me that you wanted to be with me, I would have broken up with whoever I was with and jumped into your arms in a heartbeat." I told Opie as he brushed a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Babe, you have no idea what that means to me. To know that I have always had your heart even before we ever got together. To know that I'm the only one that you have ever truly been in love with."

"There has never been a doubt in my mind. I always knew that I would come back here. I just hoped and prayed that when I did that you hadn't found someone that made you happy and that I would have enough courage to tell you my feelings."

"Well, now that I have you...I'm never letting you go." Opie said, picking me up by the back of my thighs and I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me over to the bed.

"I hope not." I said before he carefully laid me on the bed.