Dear Reader, I am really sorry for taking so long to continue this story. I had this chapter completely planned out in my head, when I decided that it was too early for Jax and Lucy to go there. So i changed everything again. In this chapter you will finally find out a little about Lucy's parents. I'm already writing my next chapter so I hope I'll be a bit faster with that one.
I hope you enjoy this one and I'm looking forward to your reviews. :)

Present: Coming Home

Lucy was sitting next to Jax, fighting to hold back tears. She didn't say anything as they pulled out of the hospital parking lot and she was glad that Jax kept quiet as well.
Her thoughts were with little Abel. The doctors had kept her longer than she had expected, but he had to stay even longer. It had been four weeks since the accident and the doctor had told her just this morning that it would be another five weeks until she was able to take him home. To her it sounded like an eternity.
She looked over at Jax and eyed her husband intently. His shaggy blond hair was falling into his face and she loved the way he looked out the windshield: like all the world belonged to him. She liked the way that his hand, holding a lit cigarette, was hanging out the window, while the other was holding the top of the steering wheel.
"You look real sexy driving a car baby." She grinned.
Jax looked at her but didn't say anything. She knew what he wanted and she really wanted it too. But the doctors had given her strict orders: No heavy lifting and No Sex. Her C-Section scar was still aching and she probably wouldn't even be able to do it, but she still wanted to make love to him.
"I know what you want. I'm sorry but they said to wait at least four more weeks. Everything needs to heal you know."
He nodded and slowed down to turn into their driveway.
"Finally," Lucy sighed and smiled at the sight of her their little home.
"Welcome home, darlin'." Jax said.
He helped her out of the car, up the front steps and into the living room. She still had to get used to walking with a cast and her scar hurt because of the strange movement. Jax arranged some pillows and Lucy positioned herself comfortably into them.
Jax left to get the rest of her stuff and Lucy looked around the living room and kitchen. It seemed Gemma had been here. Everything was clean and even her floor looked moped.
Lucy closed her eyes and relaxed, the last time she sat here was a few hours before her accident. She had talked to Abel. Now she just felt empty. Her little boy wasn't inside of her anymore, but he wasn't in her arms either.
Jax seemed to know what she was thinking: "In five weeks he'll be here with us."
Lucy gave him a week smile: "Yeah hopefully." She looked around and pointed at one of the bags he had just carried in: "Please hand me the pump, it's inside the bag you are holding."
Jax handed her the bag and let her search for everything she needed herself. The doctor's had told her that she should just keep pumping so that they could start feeding Abel breast milk as soon as he was able to digest it. Lucy was glad that she could do something. She wanted to start breastfeeding Abel as soon as he was coming home, but for that she had to secure her milk flow. Jax eyed her as she started using the pump, then he started giggling like a little boy.
"What?" Lucy grinned.
"Baby, that just sounds wrong." He answered laughing.
Lucy smiled: "Well, I guess it's the only way."
Jax nodded and left the room with her stuff to bring it into their bedroom. She could still hear him giggle in the other room.
When she was done she made him fill the milk into little glass jars and store them in the freezer, just like the nurse had told her to.
Jax happily did what she told him to. It seemed he was also glad to help Abel in any way possible.
"Thanks," Lucy said when he finally took a seat next to her.
"How's the leg?"
"Fine I guess," she leaned forward to take of the walking cast then placed her leg on Jax knee: "I think it looks great. No swelling and with the cast I can walk pretty well. My scar is hurting more."
Jax softly caressed her leg: "I'm really sorry this happened to you. I promise you, we'll find whoever did this to you and he'll pay for it."
She smiled at him: "I just want my baby to come home."
"He will. He'll come home really soon."

The next day Gemma came by shortly after they had started eating breakfast.
"Hey baby," she greeted Jax, then she leaned in and gave Lucy a kiss. Lucy smiled at her and Jax handed her a cup of coffee. Then he put on his cut and kissed Lucy good-bye.
"I'll be back in a few hours. It's just a meeting at the club house."
"Okay baby. Don't forget that we still need to set a date to go and get the baby crib. Abel's room looks pretty empty."
Jax nodded and left.
"I can get it with you." Gemma offered, but Lucy just shook her head. She loved Gemma like her own mother, but this was Jax' and her son and she really needed him to do this with her.
"I asked you to come by today, because I really need to go see my dad. Can you drive me?"
"Sure sweetheart. Do you want to leave right away."
"Yes. Please."

Lucy had watched Gemma clean up the kitchen, then the two women left Charming and headed for Stockton
A little later Lucy was sitting opposite her daddy; holding his hand and telling him everything that had happened in the last four weeks. She knew that Jax had made sure he knew what was going on with his girl, but it felt very good to tell him herself.
"They said that Abel is strong and that he's a real fighter. He will come home in about five weeks. I can't wait. It's so hard not having him around." She couldn't hold back her tears, so she didn't even try.
"Don't cry." Her father begged, stroking her cheek.
"Sorry," she sobbed. She didn't want him to feel bad.
"Jax came by last week and showed me some pictures. That boy looks just like him. And believe me if he is anything like his father or grandfather, nothing will kill him."
"You're right. I know that he'll come home in a few weeks and we'll finally be a real family. I'm just exhausted and hormonal." Lucy smiled and wiped away her tears.
"Do they already know who did it?"
"No."
"I swear if I find out who did this to you…" He let his voice trail off. She knew what he meant. If he found out who did it and if he wasn't in jail, he would kill them.
"Jax will take care of it."
"Yes he will." Her father nodded and placed his hand on hers.
They continued talking about different things. It was hard seeing her father inside. He had been to prison when she had been a little girl, but that had been different. He had been away for less than two years and Lucy had always known that he would come out in a little while. This time there was no getting out. Her father had been sentenced to a life in prison. The day of his trial had been one of the hardest days in her life. After her mother's horrible death her father had lost his mind. She still didn't know why he did it, but she knew that it had only been luck that had kept him from being sentenced to death. She tried to not think about her mother and that horrible night more than ten years ago, but she would never be able to forget what she had seen.
"Lucy?" He father asked: "Everything okay?"
"Yeah. I was just thinking about mama."
Her father didn't reply, but by the way his expression changed, she knew that he was probably seeing the same pictures she saw all the time. Every time she couldn't fall asleep she would see them. Blood all over the kitchen floor and walls. He mother lying in her own blood – pale and cold. Herself screaming in agony. Her father's cries. Jax and Clay trying to pull her away. All those pictures haunted her, but she had learned to deal with them. It had taken time, but she had found her way back. Back to Jax and back to herself.
She realized her father had spoken but she had missed his words.
"Excuse me?"
"You should go home."
"Yeah, I probably should." She got up and wrapped her arms around him. He still smelled like her childhood home and she tried to take as much of him in as possible. She came to visit him at least once a month and she had missed him in the last couple of weeks. She wished that he could come with her to the hospital and see Abel, but she knew that this would never happen.
"When Abel is strong enough I'll bring him." She promised and smiled. He smiled back, hugged her again and watched her leave. Right before she left the room, she turned around once more and waved at him. He smiled and waved back.