"Well?" Jax questioned a little more insistently. "Was this…?"

"Holy shit, man! NO!" Juice cut in sounding genuinely shocked and a little desperate. I had no idea she was carrying. I wouldn't have let her come in here if I did."

Jax didn't look or sound like he was convinced, so Happy pulled his eyes away from watching his hand stroking his daughter's hair to look up at his President. "He didn't know about the abortion either."

"Happy!" Juice cried out incredulously.

Happy narrowed his eyes at the younger man saying, "They deserve the truth, Son." He then turned his attention back to where Bobby, Chibs, Jax and Tig were standing together on the other side of the table. "Maria added that… provision on her own. She told Juice that she would move to Scottsdale to raise the baby without him if you voted no."

"Shite. What is she thinking?" Chibs asked as he shook his head sadly.

Juice stared down at his still unconscious girlfriend when a thought hit him like a ton of bricks. "Shit."

"What…?" Happy asked. "What was that for?"

"The gun. It's her… her way of ending it all if they voted no." Juice looked around the room and noticed more than one confused look, so he explained, "She would never be able to commit suicide. But if I'm going to meet Mr. Mayhem… well… she would force one of you to do it for her."

"Shit," Jax cursed out as he flopped down on a chair. Juice stared at him but before he could question him, Jax continued, "The vote was unanimous."

Juice looked around the table, but no one would meet his eyes. "What does that mean?"

"It means…" Happy answered with his eyes still fixed on his daughter. "You should have been on your way home to start packing for your move to Scottsdale by now. Maria…? What have you done?"

XXXXXXXXXX

My eyes opened slowly as I silently prayed that I would see my bedroom when I woke up. That had to have been a nightmare. "Mia, I'm sorry. We can't accept your terms…" That couldn't have really happened. Please say it was a hallucination.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to the right and found JC sitting there. "Hey."

"Hi." I tried to sit up, but for some reason I couldn't coordinate that move. JC jumped to his feet to help me sit up. Once I was upright, I kind of wished I hadn't woken up at all. Jax and Chibs were sitting at the head of the table by my feet. And my gun was sitting on the table between them. "Shit."

"Mind explaining this?" Jax asked when he noticed my eyes land on the firearm.

"It isn't loaded." I was a flimsy defense, but I was willing to try anything.

Neither Chibs nor Jax looked impressed at hearing that either. Chibs did let his curiosity get the best of him. He picked up the gun that looked like a toy in his hand and popped out the clip. He showed Jax and they both laughed softly.

"Alright, so you aren't as dumb as we were thinking you might be. But this still needs to be explained," Jax replied as he watched me shift so that I was a bit more comfortable on the table.

I stared at my skirt as I smoothed it over my legs and said, "Gemma gave it to me after Frankie Diamonds almost killed Chibs. She wanted me to have I could carry with me at all times. I… I didn't start to do that until after I was attacked… at my house that is."

JC was still at my side rubbing circles on my back. "You don't really carry it every day, do you?"

"Yes. But never loaded. It's… it's like a security blanket. Feeling the weight of it in my pocket makes me feel… feel… safer, even without… even when it's empty."

"Mia?" Jax asked when he noticed my hands start to tremble. He looked up at my face and noticed that I was still terrifyingly pale. "Rat where's that juice?"

"Here," Rat called out as he passed the bottle of Gatorade to JC.

"Mia? When was the last time you ate?" Jax asked sounding genuinely concerned.

After taking a couple of small sips from the straw, I answered, "I had some toast for breakfast."

"Just toast?" Chibs questioned with a hint of worry in his voice.

I nodded then quietly added, "I… I haven't been able to keep anything down lately. Dinner came up while I was trying to sleep last night, so I didn't want to risk it."

"Shit Mia…" Jax laughed to himself and tapped the gun with two fingers. "No wonder you aren't thinking straight. We should get you something to eat before we continue this."

"I've got it!" West called out from somewhere behind me.

JC slipped his right arm under my legs and wrapped his left around my back so that he could lift me off the table. Dad moved a chair so that he could sit down with me in his lap. I immediately tucked my face into his neck and started crying uncontrollably. Dad stepped up behind us and started petting my head to try to help to calm me down.

West hurried back into the room and passed Dad a plastic bottle. "My wife had a lot of issues keeping solid food down with our first. These helped keep her strength up."

"Thanks," Dad replied as he shook the bottle. After he opened it and placed a straw in it, he passed it to JC saying, "Here, Son, try to get her to drink this."

"Sure thing. Here Mia, this will help," JC quietly explained as he guided the straw to my mouth.

My tears started to subside as I drank from the bottle. JC kept rubbing circles on my back the whole time. Dad pulled up a chair beside JC and passed him a couple of tissues.

While they worked at helping me to calm down, everyone else settled in around the table. They all watched in silence as Dad and JC worked at calming me down. I kept my eyes focused on the wall just past where Dad was sitting because I couldn't bring myself to look anyone in the eye because I was feeling too embarrassed.

When I finished the protein shake, JC placed it on the table and quietly asking, "Feeling a bit better?"

I nodded then tried to move off his lap. He tightened his hold on me saying, "Let it settle for a minute. We don't want you passing out on us again."

"Alright… I'm sorry."

"It's okay." He kissed the side of my head and I finally felt myself relax against him.

I turned my head and my eyes landed on Jax and Chibs. "I'm so sorry. I really wasn't carrying that to hurt anyone. I know it's beyond stupid of me to bring it here. I… I don't know what I was thinking."

Chibs picked the gun up and passed it to my dad saying, "You've been stressed and it sounds like you haven't been able to eat properly, so… we'll give you a pass. But just this once, Mia-Luv. Understood?"

"Absolutely. Really, I swear I forget I even have it with me most of the time. I didn't mean to bring it today."

"It's fine, Mia," Jax replied with a smile. "How are you feeling now?"

I hugged JC's neck and kissed his cheek before I sat up a bit straighter. "Scared… nervous… apprehensive…"

"Yeah, we could tell," Jax replied with a teasing half-smile. "But you really don't need to be. You should know better because your streak has continued…" I know I must have looked confused because he continued, "You got a unanimous vote… In your favor."

"What? But… But you said…"

"I said we couldn't accept your terms," Jax stated calmly. "Look around this table. That little one has more than one Godfather who will want to be there for them as they grow up."

"You…? You guys…?"

JC ran his fingers through my hair to pull my attention to him. "Mi abejita, they're going to let me patch over to SOA Scottsdale."

"They…? They are? So…?"

"So, we're all moving to Arizona," JC answered before he kissed me.

I rested my forehead against his after he released my lips. "So, the Charming chapter's folding?"

JC pulled his head back saying, "No, I meant…"

I pulled him into another kissed then said, "I know what you meant. I was trying to be funny."

"You need to stop trying," Dad commented with a grin tugging at his lips. "I keep telling you that humor isn't your thing."

I moved off JC's lap to hug my dad. "I heard some laughter. It's not my fault you and JC have no sense of humor."

Dad shook his head then encircled my waist with his arms and rested his cheek on my stomach. For the first time since I woke up, I was able to look around the room and see everyone. They all looked… happy. I really could kick myself because I never should have doubted them. I never should have thought the worst of them.

"Thank you," I said to the whole room. "I don't even know how I can thank you for all of this."

"There's one thing you can do, Mia-Luv," Chibs replied in a sober tone.

I swallowed hard then said, "Sure Chibs, just name it."

"Don't let Juicy choose your son's haircut."

I stared at him for a second before everyone broke out in laugher. Dad move his head back and looked up at me to say, "Now THAT was funny."