Disclaimer: I don't own Sons of Anarchy or anything else associated with the franchise. All that beautiful goodness comes from its creators. Thank you
Note: Should have put this in the first chapter that this story spans from season 1 up to the beginning of season 4. Please pay close attention to the dates as they will jump around in time, I made them in bold in hopes they will be easier to notice. Story is rated M for mature themes, language and sexual content.
Note 2: I know that the time line doesn't add up well in the show, so I adhere to my own timeframe to make it work…hopefully
November 4th, 2008
Clary pulled into the parking lot of TM just a bit passed ten am, parking the jeep she climbed out before moving to pull Josie out of the car seat. Josie who had already climbed out of her seat hopped into her mother's arm and began looking around the yard, "Where's daddy?"
"He should be here soon." Clary answered pushing the door shut. Juice had been traveling back and forth with Tig the last few weeks to pick up the AK's from Indiana Hills. Today was the last run and Josie was being rather impatient to see him.
She headed into the garage office to see Gemma already sitting at the desk. The older woman looked up as she entered a look of relief on her face, "Hey baby."
"Gem!" Josie called out reaching for her.
Gemma stood up taking the toddler into her arms hugging her tightly. Clary's eyes moved over her face, "You alright Gemma?"
"Yeah sweetheart, just had a little disagreement with Clay is all."
"Want to talk about it?"
"Not really, no." Gemma answered taking a seat back at the desk with Josie in her lap.
Clary remaining standing next to the desk looking down at a pile of paperwork, "You want me to start filing these?"
"I got it," she looked up at her before nodding her head in the direction of the door, "But Chibs got back late last night, he's in the clubhouse."
"I'll go say hi then." Clary smiled heading out the door. Chibs had been gone since the middle of September working with McKeavey up in the North part of California. Crossing the yard, she walked into the clubhouse already hearing some of the guys talking.
Bobby, Chibs, Half Sack and Opie were sitting at a table munching on muffins when she entered. The men turned to stare at her, "Clary!"
"Morning fellas!"
Half Sack leapt up from the table, "Do you want me to make you some tea Clary?"
"Thanks Kip."
"I have some fresh muffins if you want one darling!" Bobby grinned from his chair.
Clary made her way over to the table, "Thanks Bobby!"
Chibs rose from his chair holding out his arms, "I hear congratulations are in order."
"They are," Clary smiled stepping into Chibs arms for a hug, "and thank you."
He gave her a loose hug before giving her a quick kiss to the top of her head. As they broke apart Opie pulled Half Sack's seat back so Clary could sit. She gave him a quick smile taking the seat and sliding up to the table to grab a muffin.
"How's that baby treating you sweetheart?" Bobby questioned.
Clary tugged a small piece from the muffin, "A little nausea in the morning. Other than that, nothing out of the ordinary."
Half Sack returned to the table setting down a mug in front of her. She gave him a smile and nodded in appreciation before he turned to head out of the clubhouse. Clary sipped her tea and nibbled on the muffin as the three bikers continued to talk.
They had only been talking for a few minutes when the sound of a horn honking caught their attention. Clary rose from her chair with her tea, "That would be Juice."
"We will be out there in a minute." Opie called from behind her as Clary headed for the door.
She left the clubhouse walking out into the yard just to the picnic benches before she stopped. From her spot she caught sight of Josie running down the loading dock to Juice who scooped her off the ground and into his arms. She also watched as some petite brunette climbed out the passenger side of the truck he had been driving.
The girl had barely taken one step away from the truck when Clay was suddenly stomping forward towards Juice with an angry scowl. Even from her distance away Clary could see the blood vessel on Clay's forehead bugling out in anger as he was trying his hardest not to rip Juice apart in front of his little girl. Jax was standing behind Clay with an equally angry look directed at Juice. Clary glanced back at the girl who wasn't paying any attention to three men next to her, but looking out in a different direction.
Turning her head, Clary's eyes landed on Half Sack who was standing just a few feet away from the garage staring back at the girl with a sad frown. Clary could see him fidgeting in turmoil. He wasn't the only one who looked upset, Gemma was standing in the doorway of the garage office looking pissed.
"Get her out of here!" Clay bellowed from below on the loading ramp.
Juice quickly grabbed the brunette with his left hand while still holding Josie in his right arm. He started pulling her forward toward the exit, the girl was looking quite pissed off staring at Half Sack as she was being directed away. Meanwhile Josie was aggressively tugging on Juice's ear since she wasn't receiving his full attention. Clary could make out the desperation on Juice's face as Josie tugged, "Ow Jo!"
Meanwhile Half Sack had turned around to stomp back into the garage's office, Gemma was gripping the door so tightly she would probably dent the wood work. Clay and Jax were still next to the truck, both of them doing their best to ignore Gemma's glare. Clary's head swiveled around at all of them knowing she should probably go save Juice from Josie's wrath or try to go comfort the distraught Gemma or even go reassure Clay that everything would be okay. She could go do either one of those three things or she could have another muffin.
"Muffin," she said nodding her head and spinning on her heel back to the clubhouse.
"So, do you want to explain what that was all about earlier?" Clary asked leaning against the rail looking at Half Sack.
He was sitting at the picnic table closes to her, his back against the table his legs stretched out towards her. Josie was next to him, her little legs dangling from the bench a muffin in her hands that she was nibbling on. The guys were in church and Gemma had sped her caddy out of the yard in a fury not long after Juice had sent the young brunette away. Half Sack looked up at Clary his shoulders slumping at being reminded of the earlier events. He glanced over at Josie for a second before looking back up at her, "Her name is Cherry. She's from Indiana Hills."
"One of Jury's girls?"
"Yeah, I met her when we were out there for the patch over. We got along."
"Then why didn't you greet her?"
Half Sack glanced down at the ground a pitiful look on his face, "I made a comment earlier in the day about Gemma….."
"The MILF Chubby?" Clary asked with a smirk.
Half Sack turned bright red looking up at her horrified making her laugh, "Tig told me about it."
"Yeah," he reached behind him to scratch his head, his face still red, "Clay had overheard. He…uh didn't appreciate it and decided to teach me a lesson."
"So, he slept with her?" she frowned.
"Yeah, he did."
She reached up to rest her hands on the rail, "Did she come here looking for you?"
His response was a shrug of his shoulders so she continued, "Now Gemma is pissed and that is just going to cause a whole new world of problems. Clay is an idiot for reacting the way he did, if he had kept his cool, she probably wouldn't have noticed."
"Do you really think it's going to cause that big of a problem?" he asked looking up at her with wide eyes.
Clary looked out over the yard as she answered, "With her fury, it will definitely be a problem."
Her eyes were on the gate when a black sedan turned into the entrance of Teller Morrow. She sat up, stepping away from the rails, her body turning towards the yard as she watched the sedan drive forward. Her head snapped in the direction of the prospect, "Cops, get Clay!"
Half Sack leapt to feet running for the clubhouse door the second she spoke. Clary immediately bent down scooping Josie off the picnic bench in case a fight broke out so she wouldn't get caught in the crossfire. The sedan had just parked when Clay and the others came barging out of the clubhouse.
She watched as a tall blonde in a dark suit climbed out the passenger side of the sedan. The woman pulled her sunglasses off her face as she reached into her pocket to pull out her ID.
"Agent Stahl, ATF," the blonde spoke holding out her badge, "I'm looking for the owner of Teller-Morrow Automotive."
Clay pointed his hands toward himself, "That's me."
"Come on," Stahl's partner waved his fingers holding out a pair of handcuffs towards Clay.
He glanced at them confused, "You gonna bother mentioning a charge?"
"No charges yet," Stahl announced looking out at all the SOA members before making eye contact with Clay again, "I just need to discuss your relationship with a Nate Meineke."
Clary watched as Clay's head tilted in confusion, "Who?"
"Nate Meineke, he's one of the men who held up a prison transport vehicle this morning. Killed three people with AK-47s. We found Mr. Meineke's phone at the scene," she smiled and Clary could already tell this bitch was going to be a problem, "Last call he received was from your garage."
Stahl's partner directed Clay to the sedan as the woman held her hand out towards the front and back of the vehicle, "Preference?"
"Lady's choice," Clary answered with a grin.
Stahl smiled, "Oh! Tattoos and chivalry, a delicious combination."
They put Clay into the back of the sedan and Stahl turned back to the group of men with a nod before disappearing into the front seat. Everyone watched as the federal vehicle turned around leaving TM with the club's leader.
She dropped her purse onto the small table next the front door as Josie waltzed into the living room to play with her toys. Clary pushed the front door shut before following her into the room, "Do you want me to put on a movie for you?"
"Lil merman pleaze." she answered sweetly from the floor with one of her dolls.
Clary smiled turning on the tv and the DVD player, hitting play since the Little Mermaid was already in. As the movie started, she left the living room turning right to head down the hallway to her office. Jax had sent her home the second he found out that ATF would be raiding the clubhouse and the garage. He didn't want to take the chance of Josie or her getting hurt. She turned into the small bedroom that made up her office, it housed only a desk and a desk top computer.
Pulling the chair out away from the desk she dropped into the seat glancing around the room for a second. She knew she was going to either have to move the computer down into the basement or into the living room when it was time to start setting up the new nursey. Turning back to the desk she pulled the bottom right draw out and bent down to press a latch that was on the bottom of the top drawer. It unlocked, the bottom lowered revealing two thin laptops and a small router secured to the wood in a plastic holder flushed with the wood. She grabbed the top laptop and the router before pushing the hidden compartment back up into a locking position so the other laptop wouldn't fall out.
Standing up she placed the laptop onto the desk and leaned forward to unhook the internet wire from the router that was already sitting on the desk. Taking the wire from the wall she clicked into the router from the desk drawer and then clicked a cable between the laptop and the drawer router.
She opened the laptop, her eyes glancing over the Great Seal of the United States emblem etched into the corner of the laptop. Hitting the power button, the machine booted up displaying the same emblem from the computer body on the screen background. She clicked opened one of the programs on the desktop displaying a search bar where she typed in Stahl before clicking on a drop-down option of department selecting ATF.
Seconds after clicking search the face of the blonde woman she had seen earlier popped up onto the screen displaying her full record. She shifted through it looking over the woman's pass achievements and failures before pulling up her required psych evaluation by the government. The words smart, manipulative and determined jumped out at her.
"You will definitely be a problem June," Clary whispered to herself glancing over the woman's file one more time before hitting the search button again, "Yet, if you're here what on Earth was Kohn doing?"
She typed in the name of Josh Kohn and selected the ATF department again before hitting search. Like before it only took seconds for his dossier to appear on her screen, agent based in Chicago and living in the Old Town neighborhood. She read over his file not seeing anything that really jumped out at her like Stahl's did, "What are you up to Kohn?"
Not finding anything that would explain his presence in Charming, the man didn't have any current investigations so she searched to see if he had a criminal record. When she hit that search a small list of a few on the job infractions popped up along with an issue of a restraining order against him. Curious she pulled the restraining order up and the name of the person who filed it jumped out at her.
"Son of a bitch." Clary whispered looking at the name of Tara Knowles.
She exited out of the program and shut the computer down before sliding both the laptop and the router back into its spot in the hidden compartment. Rising up from the chair she started pacing the room, debating herself on what she should do with this new-found information. There wasn't any way she could tell Jax about this, he had too much on his plate with the AK shooting. She could confront Tara, but what would that accomplish.
"MOMMA!" came the shout from down the hall pulling her mind back into the present. She sighed drumming her fingers against her leg for a second before pushing all the newfound knowledge to the back of her mind and leaving the room to see what her little girl needed.
It was just approaching noon when Clary passed the construction site on 44, she noticed all the workers standing around pointing at a hole in the ground. She didn't think anything about it as she drove down the road to TM. After about ten minutes she was pulling into the TM yard parking close to the clubhouse. Climbing out of the jeep she could already hear Chibs yelling at Half Sack. She glanced over her shoulder to see Half Sack in the boxing ring with Lowell.
She reached out to take Josie's hands as the little girl leapt out of the jeep onto the ground. She swung from Clary's hands for a second before her little feet landed on the ground. The second Clary let her go she was running towards the ring shouting one of the few names she could say correctly, "Bobby!"
"There's my favorite girl." Bobby laughed bending down to catch her.
Josie leapt into his arms as Clary came walking up, she was greeted by Tig with a swift kiss on the lips and by Chibs with a quick peck to her cheek. Clay was just walking up when they had arrived and he was watching Half Sack punching the shit out of Lowell in the ring. She looked over to the ring to see the brunette from yesterday watching the prospect, "What's she doing here?"
"Rootin' our boy!" Chibs answered turning to look at said girl, "Apparently the lass worked everythin' out with Gemma."
"Well that's good to hear." Clary smiled before glancing over to see Jax arrive.
She reached out squeezing Chibs arm before heading over to great Jax who was looking rather overwhelmed. She approached him with a bright smile, "Hey Jax, you alright?"
He frowned at her question as he dropped his helmet down onto his seat, "I just found out that ATF agent that has been hanging out around here is here for Tara not us."
"What?" she asked making her face look surprised at the revelation.
Jax turned towards her, "They were a thing back in Chicago. She tried to leave him and he started stalking her so she had to get a restraining order. The asshole followed her here."
"Jesus!"
"Yeah," he nodded before reaching out to grab Clary behind the elbow, "I need you to keep this between us for now."
"That won't be a problem." Clary replied.
Jax kissed her cheek, "Thanks sis."
He slipped his arm around her waist pulling her along back to the group hanging around the ring. Clay was questioning Tig and Chibs about how much money someone could win at a fight night. Clary got the end of Tig's explanation that he knew some people who made six figures each.
"Really?" Clay answered in surprise glancing from Tig to Half Sack.
Chibs pipped in, "The prospect can knock any one of those lightweights out… any day of the week."
"What have we pulled together for McKeavey?" Jax asked.
"A hundred and twenty," Bobby answered from his spot on the bench next to Josie, "You ain't thinking about betting on the prospect."
Tig clicked his tongue, "If Half Sack takes his first five fights and looks strong going into the finish… we control how it ends, it would be a huge payday."
Clay nodded glancing around at all of them, "What do you think?"
"Yeah, I'm in." came the course of agreements from all the men.
Looking over at Bobby Clay spoke again, "Take fifty grand, I wanna see it triple."
"You're gonna train him," he announced pointing at Chibs and Tig, "No booze. No weed. No pussy."
The pair of men nodded in understanding before Clay turned to look at Clary, "I need you to keep an eye on the Nevada sweetbutt, if you can let her crash at your place until the fight is over. And, also if you could figure out if she would be a good fit here or not, I would appreciate it."
"I can do that." Clary answered looking over at the other girl.
"Thanks Clary," Clay turned his head away from her to look over at the lovebirds, "Prospect!"
Half Sack's head snapped jumped and he jumped up from his seat towards Clay, "Yeah Clay?"
"So, uh, there's a fifteen-k purse on the line… and a lot of ringside action."
Half Sack jumped from side to side, "Yeah, I'm ready."
"This isn't no army boxin', lad. This is street brawlin'." Chibs glared at the younger man.
Clay looked up from his seat, "Until the fight is over Cherry is going to spend some time with Clary."
"What? Why?" Half Sack questioned looking from Clay to Clary. The brunette behind him was staring in surprise at the revelation.
Tig stepped up holding up three fingers and repeated the earlier mantra, "No booze. No weed. No pussy."
Half Sack opened his mouth to say that it was bullshit, but Cherry cut him off placing her hand on his shoulder. She smiled up at him. "I would like the chance to make a new friend Kip."
"I have some paper work to handle in the office if you would like to help." Clary smiled gesturing to the garage behind her.
"Sure!" Cherry chirped before giving Half Sack a kiss on the cheek and walking forward.
Clary held her hand out, "Come on Josie."
Bobby sat the toddler down on her feet before she could slide off the bench, "There you go sweet pea."
Josie padded his leg in appreciation before walking over to mother. Clary bent down to kick her up with a bright smile, "Let's go get some work done."
A few hours later Clary had Josie strapped into the car seat and Cherry seated into the passenger side seat of her jeep. She climbed into the driver side and started the vehicle backing out of her parking spot at Teller Morrow. Cherry and her had spent the day talking getting to know each other and Clary had found herself really enjoying the other woman's company.
"I have to stop by the hospital, if that's okay with you." she said as she turned the jeep out of the yard.
Cherry nodded quickly, "You're the boss. I'm just tagging along."
Clary smiled driving down the road in the direction of Saint Thomas. The hospital wasn't far from TM and in less than ten minutes she was pulling into the parking lot. She had planned on visiting Abel for a few hours today and checking in on Tara, but her new baby-sitting duties were going to interfere. Parking the jeep in a spot close to the building the two women climbed out, Cherry looking around as Clary pulled Josie from her car seat.
After locking the jeep, the pair made their way to the hospital entrance. Cherry stopped at a bench just a few feet from the door, "I'll wait for you here."
Clary nodded walking into the hospital with Josie on her hip. The second she entered the building people were smiling, calling out her name and waving at her. She returned all the greetings as she strode down the hallway and into the elevator. They exited onto the fourth floor, walking down the hallway and taking a few turns before arriving at the NICU. Reaching Abel's room, she stepped inside noticing that Abel had grown quite a bit.
"Look at your little cousin Abel, he's gotten so big." she smiled dipping down so Josie could see.
The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw him, "Baby!"
"Clary!" Tara's voice suddenly spoke from behind her making her spin around to see said woman standing in the door way.
Clary smiled as Josie called out in excitement, "Ara!"
"Ara?" Tara laughed letting the door close behind her.
"I hope that's ok because that is all she is going to call you now."
Tara smiled nodding her head, "Yeah, it's cute."
"I came by to see how he is doing."
Tara looked at Abel and back at Clary, "He's growing stronger. He should be out of the incubator in a couple weeks then going home in the beginning of December."
"That's good news, just in time for Christmas!" Clary smiled.
The Doc returned for smile, "I told Jax already, he is really excited."
At the mention of Jax Clary's face went somber, "He ugh…. told me about Kohn."
"What…." Tara whispered going pale before sighing, "You too?"
Clary arched an eyebrow at that, "Who else knows?"
"Hale, he stopped by just before you got here. Told me they were taking Kohn out of town."
"Well that's good news, right?"
"It is, because I can't help but still be nervous."
Tara's face had taken on a look of total fear making Clary's heart clench in pity. She had read the details that Tara had written in the case file to draw up the restraining order against Kohn in the first place. She titled her head up to look Tara in the eyes, "I can't imagine what you went through and I know going home alone might seem incredible scary…."
The Doc frowned at her words but Clary continued, "But I have Kip's new lady staying with me tonight and we wouldn't mind someone joining us."
"What are you asking?" she asked with a furrowed brow.
Clary smiled, "You feel up to a slumber party?"
A sudden laughed escaped Tara at Clary's question, "Are you serious?"
"Yeah, that way you don't have to be alone."
Tara smiled at the other woman as a small blush stained her cheeks, "I would like that... thank you."
"Awesome! Just come over when your shift is done."
The doctor nodded before Clary took a stepped forward giving her a one arm hug since Josie was still in her other arm. After a brief second, she took a step back, receiving a small smile from Tara. The doc squeezed her arm before turning away and leaving the room. Clary watched her go, with one arm holding Josie tightly to her waist and her other hand resting softly on Abel's incubator.
It was seven thirty when Tara approached Clary's door, she hadn't even knocked but could hear several voices. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. It only took a few seconds for the door to open revealing Opie's petite wife.
"Hi Tara, it's been a while." Donna smiled pulling the door farther open.
Tara stepped into the house, "Yes it has. How have you been?"
The two had known each other in high school, they had really only just been acquaintances. Opie and her hadn't started dating till after Tara had left Charming all those years ago. Donna pushed the door shut, "I've been good. Clary called me earlier told me come over and bring Ellie for a sleepover."
"The more the merrier," Tara smiled, but then quickly looked worried, "God she didn't invite Gemma, did she?"
"She told her, but Gemma isn't one to spend hours surrounded by women for a girl's night."
As they passed the living room the doc could see Josie and an eight-year-old girl playing with dolls in front of the couch. The girls didn't pay them any attention as they passed and Tara continued to follow Donna into the kitchen. Clary was standing at the counter while a young brunette set at the table with a beer in her hand.
Clary glanced over her should as they entered, "Tara you made it. Can I offer you a drink?"
"Yes, please."
"Do you want wine or would you like something a little stronger?"
Tara grinned, "Something stronger."
"What would you prefer? I have about anything you can think of."
"A vodka cranberry?"
Clary nodded, "Coming right up!"
Tara took a seat next to Donna at the table. The brunette smiled up at her and Tara could see a bandage on her nose along with some bruising around her eyes. She held out her hand, "Hi, I'm Cherry."
"I'm Tara…. Do you mind me asking what happened to your face?"
Cherry blushed brushing her hair back, "Oh I got hit in the face with a skate board."
Tara's lips formed into an O in realization that this was the woman Gemma had attacked yesterday. Cherry nodded like she able to read her thoughts, "Yeah, I'm that girl."
"She is Kip's new lady." Clary announced setting Tara's drink now before her. She took her own seat in a chair next to Cherry, "I ordered some pizzas they should be here in a bit."
"You should have been a party planner Clary." Donna laughed sipping her beer.
Clary shook her head, "Nah, too boring!"
"That's what I would say about being an auctioneer." Donna grinned.
Clary glared, "Don't hate bitch."
Tara who had been taking a sip of her drink almost sip it out as the other women laughed. She sat her glass down staring at the pair, "You two act like sisters."
"She's my best friend!" Donna chirped leaning over to wrap her arms around Clary.
Clary kissed her temple before shoving the woman off of her, "You're gonna make the other girls jealous."
The four women laughed, and as they giggled the doorbell rang making Clary climbed to her feet. She left the kitchen heading for the front door. The others could hear her talking to someone followed by the smell of pizza coming from the hallway. A few seconds later the door closed and Clary came shuffling back into the kitchen.
"Girls dinner!" she called to the children as she walked through the doorway. She dropped the pizza boxes on the table, "Grab what you want. Then we can pick out a movie!"
By the time everyone has grabbed some pizza and a new round of drinks Ellie had declared they were going to watch Enchanted. The older women didn't mind as they would probably be talking and drinking through the movie anyways. Clary turned the movie on with a smile towards Ellie and Josie who were both sitting on pillows eating their dinner.
"Alright girls let's get this started!"
Two movies and several drinks later Clary was staring at a giggling Tara who was sitting at the right side of the couch with her feet tucked under her. The girls had both passed out around eleven, she had put Josie to sleep in her crib and Ellie to sleep in her own bed. Donna was the first of the women to pass out, not use to drinking any more she had crawled into Clary's bed next to Ellie around twelve thirty. Cherry had called it a night an hour later taking the guest room bed. Which left Tara and Clary alone sitting in the living room.
"This has been…. like a really fun night." Tara giggled swaying a little bit as she clutched the glass that made up her six drink in her hand.
Clary watched her in amusement as she sipped her tea, "I figured you could use a night to let loose."
"I did…" she nodded, "These last few weeks have just been horrid."
Clary leaned back against the arm rest, "You mean with Kohn showing up?"
"God Clary," Tara mumbled rubbing her face with the back of her hand, "Chicago became a fucking nightmare."
"What happened?"
Tara sighed her shoulders slumping, "I met him two years ago at a benefit dinner for the hospital I was working at. He seemed nice, we dated for a few months but then he started getting all possessive. I ended it and that just made his possessiveness worse. Starting stalking me showing up at my job, my house, my gym and the homes of the few friends I had. The man fucking terrifies me."
"Is he the reason you came back to Charming?"
She shrugged her shoulders at the same time she shook her head no, "I came back here because it was a place that I felt safe, well at least at some point I did."
"You know that blonde ATF agent told Jax you came back here because you knew he would take care of your problem."
Tara's eyes widen and she leaned forward dropping her glass onto the small coffee table next to them as she slurred, "No no no, that's not true."
Clary raised her hand, "Hey it's okay. Jax wouldn't believe that woman."
"It took so long…. so long to get a restraining order against him. I didn't feel safe, didn't feel like I could trust anyone. So, I came back to Charming. At least here there would be one person in the police force who would believe me if I said I was being stalked by a federal agent."
"You're right, David definitely would have believed you."
"I wanted to be back somewhere safe…. somewhere familiar," Tara nodded with a smile her voice slurring again, "And Jackson is so much hotter now."
Clary let out a devious laugh, "I knew it."
"Shh, you can't tell him I said that!" Tara gasped wide eye.
"No promises." Clary teased.
Tara gave her a goofy smile, "I like you Clary. You're so easy to get along with…."
"I like you too, Tara." Clary responded as she watched Tara lean more into the couch her head dropping onto the back rest.
Her eyes were struggling to stay open and Clary could tell she was seconds from falling asleep. She smiled again in her sleeping state mumbling as she started to drift off, "You're so nice…... umm Jax is so hot."
Clary chuckled softly glancing down at her watch to see if was just a few minutes passed three in the morning. She climbed to her feet and carefully pulled Tara's legs out from under her so she was stretched out on the couch. She then grabbed a blanket from a basket next to the fireplace and walked back over to drape it over Tara's sleeping form.
Once the doc was put to bed Clary left the living room walking quietly down the hallway to Josie's room. She could already hear the little girl's soft snores as she sat down in the rocking chair next to the crib. The chair rocked back and forth as she stared at her daughter, smiling at the sleeping girl's gapping mouth. Clary leaned her head back against the chair as she closed her eyes, slipping off into a light slumber.
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