This one shot will answer some of your requests (And thank you so much for participating!) It reveals the reaction of Gabby's birth to a large portion of the club and also includes the scene of Jax putting the pink SOA hat on Gabby as mentioned in chapter….11 ( I had to look) so that the rest of you don't it was mentioned after Casper and Tig fight in a scene between Jax and Happy.

"No. Gabby's welcome here. Look, you weren't around when she was born. My dad, he didn't care who Gabby's mom was. I meant what I said. He handed me a hat and took me into Emily's room, pointed at Gabby, and told me to say hi to my new little sister. That she was club. That club was stronger than blood. I used to baby sit her. Me and Opie both…when my dad died, things in this club changed. I'm still trying to fix them."

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1992

Birth

Gemma paced the waiting room in front of a large chunk of SAMCRO. Emily had been in labor a few hours now and was getting close. Of all the women in the club it had been Luanne who had charged into the sweet butt's hospital room finally to coach her and hold her hand threw the birth.

Otto had confessed the possibility that the baby might be his and after 2 months of fighting Luanne had finally accepted it. They had no children of their own after all; she had never wanted to ruin her body for one. At least this way she'd get to be a mother and Otto a father.

Chibs Bobby Otto and JT all sat together, knees bouncing or fingers tapping waiting for some kind of news. Tig had opted to wait outside and smoke with Clay. Clay's pager buzzed and the boys went back in to await the news.

As soon as the men had sat down Luanne slipped out the double doors of the maternity ward.

"Well?" Gemma demanded of her best friend.

"A girl." Luanne told the group and shook her head at her husband. "Healthy, 7 lbs. 2 oz. 21 inches long. Gabriella Marie Duncan."

"Good name."

"How's Emily?"

"Who does she look like?"

Everyone began talking and asking questions, their words giving away how they felt about the situation. "Emily's fine. She's sleeping. The baby is getting cleaned up and then she'll be in the nursery. You can all go see her for yourselves." Luanne finally got out what she needed to say and hugged her husband. Her and Otto were both feeling a little relieved, but more disappointed.

"What now?" Gemma asked her husband.

JT spared his wife a quick glance before turning to his brothers. "Come on boys, let's go wait at the nursery. Gemma huffed and grabbed her purse off a chair before she hurried down the hall to find out from Luanne what the boys were going to go see for themselves.

JT stood off to the side of the nursery as the possible fathers looked through the large window. It was obvious to him looking at the infant girl who had fathered her, and it was the one man JT knew wanted nothing to do with her.

Bobby peered through the window first. He had no children yet and no old lady, just a serious girlfriend, Precious. He didn't bother wondering what her reaction would have been, Gabriella wasn't his.

He clapped Chibs on the back and pulled the Scot away from the window with him. Chibs hadn't fathered Emily's child, which was a shame, because of the four men who could have he had actually Wanted to be the father, instead of accepting the possibility.

They turned around and spotted Tig, his eyes directed at his new baby girl.

"Tig" JT called out as the man finally tore his eyes off her and stormed down the hall. "Tig!"

Tig whipped around and stared at his 3 brothers. "Lots of babies have blue eyes!"

"Tig!" Chibs called out as he once again started walking away.

"Shit." Bobby shook his head at Tig's back. "This ain't gonna end well."

"Hey dad." Jax and Opie finally made their way down the hall to the nursery. JT had called the boys to the hospital to see the newest member of the family. Tig's reaction hadn't shocked him and he wanted to make sure Gabby would be just as much a part of the family as his own son.

"Son, Opie, you get what I asked for?"

"Yeah." Jax answered his father.

"Where is she?" Opie peered through the large window at the babies.

"They took her back to Emily's room. Come on; let's go meet your little sister." He guided the 2 men by the scruff of their neck around a corner before knocking on a closed door.

To JT's surprise his wife opened the door and glared at him. "Go on boys." He herded them through the door and to the small plastic wheeled crib. Emily's eyes stayed glued on Gemma and JT had no doubt his wife had been lecturing the sweet butt about what would and wouldn't be happening because of the baby that was currently trying to wiggle out of the swaddling blanket.

"Go on Jax." He pushed both the boys forward and nodded to the baby.

Opie smiled down at her and finally reached in and picked her up carefully. He nuzzled her under his chin before turning her towards Jax who ran a gentle hand over her sparse black curls, freshly washed and the very definition of baby soft.

"Her name is Gabby. She's your little sister now. I want you boys to look after her. She's club. You know what that means right?" JT asked, ignoring his wife's scoff and muttering of 'over my dead body.'

"Yeah." Opie mumbled, shifting Gabby into the crook of his elbow.

"Hey little sis. I got something for you." Jax whispered and pulled a pink SOA hat out of his pocket. He slipped it carefully onto her head.

"You're gonna have a lot of men looking out for you." Opie whispered before kissing her forehead and laying her back down in the crib.

I really wanted to emphasize the idea that JT, whom I truly believe to be a good man, had the best of intentions for Gabby and that it was his death and the inevitable change in regime for the club that cause Gabby to slip through the cracks. Which will be addressed in the next one shot as well – JT's death. After that one will be more scenes with Happy and Gabby together.