"Check your phone much?" Gemma held up Kylie's phone that had been vibrating in her purse. On screen showed fifteen missed calls from Jax and seven voicemails.

Kylie shrugged. She looked through the glass, rocking back and forth on the rocking chair, "Look…I know what he meant…but I need to get my thoughts together before I can talk to him about what he feels," she admitted.

"Oh sweetie," Gemma set the phone back down and shuffled over to the girl. Gemma touched her hair gently, "He means well," she stroked the poor girls hair.

"I know…and I know he loves Abel…" Kylie touched the glass gently. "I guess you can blame the lack of maternal bond and instinct…"

"No man could ever understand what a woman feels for her baby," Gemma kissed Kylie's head, "I'm still trying to get Jax to understand why I care about so much sometimes…" she smiled.

Kylie broke a small smile, "You'll be battling for a long time, won't you?"

"You bet your pretty head I will," Gemma's hand rested on the back of the chair as they gazed at the tiny child behind the glass. Then the door slowly opened behind them and Tara peeked in, "The doctor would like to run a few tests…" she said.

Kylie nodded. Gemma grabbed their things and they slipped out of the room. Kylie looked anxiously back as they wheeled the little guy away. Her eyes glistened but Gemma squeezed her arm, "They're just tests…and those tests are going to show you just how tough the little man is…"

Kylie nodded, "Yeah…yeah I know."

As they headed down the hall, Sack was approaching them. Kylie smiled, "Did they ditch you again?" she asked teasingly. But Sack and Kylie embraced for a moment, "How's Abel?" he asked.

"He's doing great…" Kylie nodded, proudly.

"Good," Sack smiled. He looked over at Gemma who waited- knowing there was one piece of news or another coming their way. So, Sack oblidged, "They want me to stay with Kylie for a while…"

"Why?" Kylie asked, searching Sack's face to find if she should be worried or not.

"We're pretty sure we know who switched the drugs…so until we decide how we're handling it- they would feel better if one of us was around for the time being…"

"And you get to babysit?" Gemma smiled, putting on her leather jacket.

Sack nodded, "Yeah…but…in this case…I don't mind," he placed his arm around Kylie's shoulders. Kylie smiled, "He is the godfather after all," she told Gemma.

Gemma smiled, amused, "Alright…well I'll catch you kids later. I've gotta go see Luann…"

"Good luck," Kylie laughed, "Don't let her sucker you into a job." She winked.

Gemma gave Kylie a sarcastically unamused look. "Maybe I'll sign you up."

Kylie and Sack laughed as Gemma made her exit.

"So, sir, what are we doing?" Kylie swung her bag over her shoulder and looked to the prospect.

Sack shrugged, "I normally don't get to choose." He admitted with a smirk.

"Call it my gift to you."