Molly and Lyla walked side by side through Charming Corner each of them carrying plastic shopping bags in hand.

Charming Corner was the town of Charming's answer to a mall. The mall was located in a medium sized one story building down on main street and it was filled with little mom and pop shops, a few tiny food carts, and a small burger and Pizza joint.

Though it wasn't impressive compared to most malls it was the perfect place for the two women to do a bit of Christmas shopping.

Molly had meant to get started on her Christmas shopping months ago, but given the mess her life had been over these past few months she hadn't gotten the opportunity.

She did her best to push all the troubles from her head as she sipped on the knockoff blue raspberry Slurpee she'd bought at the food cart for lunch. Nothing could cure troubles faster than a salty soft pretzel and a sweet and sour icy drink in her opinion.

It felt good to actually get out of the house after these past few weeks.

It seemed that she could feel herself shutting the ones who loved her out and locking herself up in her room far too much lately. It was a cycle she was determined to break with herself. She had been down this road before in her life and she knew that isolating herself did no one any favors.

She knew that she had a long road ahead of her as far as recovering from this all, but she was determined to push forward. It wouldn't be easy, but Molly was prepared to work hard.

Molly was looking forward to Christmas. Thanksgiving had been such a disaster for her.

Chibs Mason and she had spent Thanksgiving at Gemma's house a few days right before Chibs had been forced to leave on that run up to Oregon. The entire time Molly felt as though everyone was walking on eggshells around her.

She didn't blame them. She had found herself feeling melancholy the entire day. And each time she found her gaze turning to little Thomas Teller it made that emptiness she felt within her womb grow.

She was determined to make Christmas a little better. She hadn't heard back from Chibs about rather or not he'd spoken with Jax about them going to Louisiana for the holiday, but she prayed that it would happen.

She knew that Chibs, Mason, and she so badly needed a good Christmas.

Though as excited as Molly was to be honest she found herself feeling little ashamed to know that it would be such a tiny Christmas as far as gifts went. Chibs and she would be using a lot of their money for the trip from Charming to New Orleans.

She was just relieved that she'd already discussed getting Mason something nice as a Santa gift with her brother and his partner.

Jack and Geoff would be helping her and Chibs purchase a handheld Nintendo DS for Mason. No it wasn't the fancy Wii Mason had been hoping for, but it was the best they could do with their finances.

She had managed to buy Mason two games to go with the Nintendo as well as a container of bright sidewalk chalk. Chibs had bought the boy some little toy motorcycles.

Those were all the gifts Mason would be getting from them at least. It was a far cry for the extravagant gifts Mason used to receive when Molly had still been a Parker. Molly just hoped that receiving less gifts wouldn't disappoint the child.

So far Molly had managed to buy a little faux pearl broach for her grandmother Rose, a heavy skull shaped ring for her sister Candace, a book about Jimi Hendrix for her brother Jack, and a thick gray sweater for Geoff.

That left Molly two people to shop for; Chibs and her mother.

Despite the fact that she hadn't spoken to her mother since their falling out she still felt the need to buy Gloria Dupuis a small gift.

Molly was struggling with rather she would actually give her mother the gift of course.

She already had the feeling that her mom wouldn't be spending Christmas at Rose's once she found out that Chibs would be there.

Molly was just trying hard to push back the rage she felt at this realization. She had hoped that her mother would be mature enough to shove back her issues with Chibs for a few days so she could visit with Mason.

Molly knew her mother well enough to know that Gloria held grudges and those grudges softened for no one.

Molly looked up from her drink turning her head as Lyla spoke. "Is Chibs' daughter coming over from Belfast for Christmas?"

"No. She won't be able to make it till Summer. It's frustrating having to wait to meet her until then...I'm terrified that when this summer visit comes around she'll hate me. You know how teenage girls can be." Molly admitted her stomach rolling at the thought of the soon to be step daughter she hadn't met yet.

"Oh yeah. I was a nightmare when I was a teenager. I'm sure she won't hate you." Lyla pointed out as she shifted the abundance of shopping bags in her hand.

Molly let out a soft sigh taking a sip from her drink as she spoke up. "I don't know...I just don't want her to think I'm some sort of evil stepmother type. Kerrianne is so close to Chibs. It's never been easy for them...him missing out on so much of her childhood. I'm sort of afraid that she'll see Mason and Chibs interacting and it will bring up some sour feelings...I don't want there to be any tension between us. It would kill Chibs if Kerrianne and me didn't get along."

Lyla spoke up wanting to ease her friend's fears. "I wouldn't worry so much. Kerrianne approves of Chibs and you getting married right? I mean if she was going to hate you I bet she wouldn't approve of you marrying her dad."

Molly nodded her head her stomach still in knots. She just prayed that Lyla was right.

She knew that Kerrianne and she wouldn't get on right of the bat of course. It would take time.

Molly knew that Kerrianne practically worshiped Chibs and Chibs adored the girl just as dearly. She knew that Kerrianne was probably protective over her father.

Molly knew that she would have to work hard to assure Kerrianne that she really did love Chibs and that she understood just how much he meant to Kerrianne.

Lyla spoke sensing that Molly needed a change of subject. "So have you gotten anything for Chibs yet?"

Molly shook her head rolling her eyes a bit as she let out a huff. "No. He's impossible to shop for. And when I ask him what he wants for Christmas guess what answer I get?"

Lyla chuckled wasting no time to answer her. "Sex."

Most men really were so predictable.

Molly laughed nodding her head. "Yep. I keep telling him he gets that all the time so how can it be a gift. If he keeps it up he's getting a huge box of coal and sticks."

Lyla laughed at this. She nodded over to a lingerie boutique. "You could get him something in there."

"I don't think he'd look good in a thong." Molly joked her eyes shifting to the ground as she tried not to think of what had happened the last time Chibs and she had attempted to have sex.

Lyla spotted the way Molly's shoulders sagged as she made this comment. She reached out placing a hand on her friend's shoulder concern clear in her voice as she spoke. "Are you okay Molly?"

Molly looked up at Lyla giving her a soft smile. She was still astonished that Lyla and she had become such good friends.

When she had first met Lyla she had been a little wary of the woman simply because of her occupation and her past. Molly had never once in a million years imagined that she would come to see Lyla as being one of her best friends.

Most of the time Molly honestly felt a bit closer to Lyla than she did to Tara which was a little surprising.

Especially lately. It seemed that Tara and Jax were having problems in their marriage and Tara had been so distant. Molly had been unsure of what to say to Tara fearing upsetting the woman some how.

Lyla had proven to be just the type of friend Molly needed. The two women had found themselves becoming quite close and Molly had learned to shove aside the previous discretion she'd felt about Lyla's lifestyle.

Molly felt comfortable around Lyla. It had been a long time since she'd really had any friends. Brain had always shut her out from the outside world. So having a close friendship was somewhat new to Molly.

Molly gave Lyla a half smile taking another sip from her drink as she spoke up needing to get this entire situation out in the open with someone she could trust. "Chibs and I haven't...we haven't had sex since my miscar..since we lost the baby."

Lyla nodded her head understandingly. She spoke up patting Molly's shoulder. "It's normal...I mean you're probably still sore and everything. Your body probably still thinks it's pregnant in a lot of ways...your breasts are still sore."

Molly let out a soft sigh her voice falling. "It's not that. I'm fine physically. I mean yeah by breasts hurt but it's not that bad. It's just my head is so screwed up. We got close the morning after he came back from Oregon. We were kissing and talking and really feeling so wonderful and...then he started kissing my stomach...he was kissing it the same way he used to kiss it when I was still pregnant. Feeling him do that...it just set off something in my head and I freaked out."

She paused her lips twisting into a grimace. "If I keep this up he's going to get tired of me."

Lyla widened her eyes a little shocked by this statement.

Lyla had the feeling that this was Molly's past with abuse speaking more than her brain.

Lyla imagined that Brian had treated Molly's heart like trash. He'd probably been the kind of man who cheated and then blamed Molly for not being enough for him sexually.

She began to rub Molly's shoulder doing her best to reassure her. "He won't get tired of you hon. He loves you."

"Love only gets you so far though doesn't it? I mean in this life...the croweaters are always making eyes at Chibs...I know he loves me, but if I keep having problems in the bedroom isn't he going to just...i don't know. I guess I'm just scared that he'll go to one of those Friday night parties and get drunk and make a mistake. And then I feel so horrible for even thinking that. He promised me that he'd never stray...that he understood that I had to be the only one. I don't know...I'm just a huge insecure mess I guess." Molly explained shaking her head her face falling even more.

Lyla sighed wanting to tell Molly that her fears had no basis. She knew though that Molly had a point.

Besides didn't Lyla once think that Opie and she were unbreakable as far as monogamy went and that hadn't turned out great.

Lyla did the only thing she could linking her arm with Molly's and leading her off towards the lingerie boutique. "Maybe you just need a confidence booster. Trust me nothing can boost your confidence faster than seeing your man's eyes pop out when he sees you in something lacy and tiny."

Molly let out a soft sigh wanting to tell Lyla that she didn't feel like buying anything lacy and tiny, but she kept her mouth shut. Perhaps Lyla was right; she needed confidence boost.

She had to push herself in this or it was just going to get worse.

Maybe she could buy some lingerie but hold off on wearing it until she worked up the nerve to have a heart to heart with Chibs about all these fears and insecurities she was experiencing.

Lyla grinned as they entered the boutique her eyes instantly landing upon the perfect thing for Molly to wear. She made a beeline for it grabbing it off the hanger as she unhooked her arm from Molly's.

She held the little number up in front of Molly's body the grin not leaving her face as she spoke. "See perfect for Christmas."

Molly burst out laughing as she stared down at her body and the lingerie Lyla had placed in front of her. The lingerie was a red baby doll and matching thong. Along the breasts and the hem of the baby doll was a fluffy white material.

"It's a little cheesy isn't it? I mean it's Santa lingerie." Molly pointed out her nose crinkling as she laughed.

Lyla laughed as well nodding her head. "I never thought I'd hear the phrase Santa lingerie and I've done a move called Skanking Beauty."

Molly raised an eyebrow at this comment quickly decoding that Skanking Beauty was supposed to some sort of bizarre Sleeping Beauty porn.

She shook her head mildly disturbed by this.

Lyla spoke again as she pulled the lingerie away from Molly's form. "Yeah it is cheesy but it'd be kind of cute you know. It can be a little private Christmas Eve gift for Chibs. I'm buying it for you no matter what you say."

Molly smiled knowing that she obviously didn't have much of a choice in the matter. Lyla did have a point Molly had to admit.

Chibs probably would adore the lingerie despite it's cheese factor. It was her in a thong and something pretty sheer so chances are he wouldn't even think about how silly it was.

"That still doesn't take care of a gift for him." Molly pointed out her cheeks flushing as a salesgirl peered over at Lyla and she's giggling fit.

"What's he need?" Lyla asked picking up a soft purple thong out of the clearance bin for herself.

Molly shook her head as she held up a stringy yellow thong her cheeks flushing at the sight. "I have no idea. He doesn't really need new clothing...and he's so particular about what he likes. I may just get him a scarf for when he has to take long rides. That purple scarf of his is looking ratty. I want to get him something a little more personal though."

Molly spoke up unable to stop herself from bringing up the other thing that had been troubling her lately as Lyla and she continued to browse through the store. "When Opie and you were still married did...did you ever fear for his safety...I mean the club it's...did you ever wonder if he might leave the life?"

Lyla frowned spotting trouble brewing behind Molly's eyes. She gave her a weak smile as she spoke. "He was pretty deep in the club by the time I met him. Before...before his first wife Donna died he was out of the life for a little while. He worked construction but the money wasn't great. So he went back. He kind of settled into the life you know...he grew up around it. So he never thought that he was fit for anything different. Why?"

Molly placed the yellow thong back down as she reached up to toy with the straw in her drink. "I just worry about Chibs. I worry a lot about his safety. I...I don't know what I would do if I ever lost him to this life."

She paused feeling guilty as she spotted the sorrow in Lyla's eyes. She knew that Lyla understood loss. Lyla had loved Opie though they'd had their problems she had loved him and it had killed her to lose him.

Molly let out a soft sigh speaking again struggling to put her words together. "I...Chibs and I we've talked about it you know...him leaving the life...He promised me that if it ever gets to be too much...if it ever threatens to destroy us, that he'll always choose his family. I just...I worry that we won't have a chance to get out in time...before it gets to be too much for us...that I'll lose him somehow. And I feel so guilty for asking him to walk away from it all. It's been his life for over a decade...I know it would kill him to leave, but I don't want the club to kill him first. I just...am I a horrible person for even making him think about choosing? Do you think I'm selfish?"

"Of course you aren't selfish Molly. I understand where you're coming from. I've been in your shoes...back when Ope and me were still married I...I would get frustrated with his dedication to the club...just I would get so angry with him. I just, I just decided that loving men like ours it's not easy...there's not an old lady guidebook you know? It's different for everyone. I don't think Chibs would make those promises to you if he didn't mean it. I think at the end of the day you just have to remember that you can't base your relationship off of anyone elses. If it works for you then stick with it. And as far as being scared goes, I think it's okay to be afraid. You wouldn't be human and you wouldn't love Chibs if you weren't scared of losing him." Lyla replied meaning every word she said.

It still hurt Lyla so badly to think of Opie; to imagine all the what ifs.

She refused to let Molly beat herself up over all her fears though. Even if talking about Opie hurt Lyla was willing to push through it for friendship.

Lyla truly did appreciate Molly's friendship. It was nice to have a friend outside of porn and Diosa. So often people on the outside world looked at Lyla's profession and judged her for it.

Yes she knew that Molly had her doubts when they'd first met, and she was eternally thankful that Molly hadn't bought into her apprehensions.

Molly gave Lyla a hug so thankful for the woman's insight. "Thank you so much. I...it's good to get this all out of my head and know that I'm not some egotistical basketcase."

She spoke again biting her lip as she pulled back. "Can we keep this conversation between us...I don't think Gemma would be so thrilled knowing that Chibs and I have had that talk. And I don't think his brothers would be pleased with him knowing about it. I mean you know how Gemma is the whole love the man learn to love the club thing and the guys would just see Chibs and I having that agreement as disloyalty."

"Of course it'll never leave this room." Lyla agreed knowing that Molly was right about both statements.

Gemma and the boys would see Molly as a traitor for asking Chibs for that sort of thing.

Lyla knew though that she couldn't see Molly that way. She understood just how SAMCRO could eat you alive if you let it.

She just hoped that for her dear friend's sake that Molly and Chibs could avoid that fate.

Chibs and Mason stood in the kitchen in the farmhouse in front of the tile counter, Mason sitting up on a stool as they worked.

Chibs had taken it upon himself to go to the grocery store and gather the ingredients for a good dinner after he had picked Mason up from school.

The menu tonight was his special made burgers, that strawberry spinach salad Molly loved, and grilled corn on the cob.

Chibs knew that most people wouldn't believe it but he could cook, though he wasn't always successful at the venture.

There were a few choice things Chibs could make though; juicy steaks, Irish Stew, any meat pie, Soda Bread, and of course burgers.

His special burgers were ground beef stuffed with diced onions, diced cheddar cheese, garlic, salt, and peppers. Of course he was editing Mason's burger a bit though leaving out the spicy peppers.

Chibs had tasked the child with ripping up bits of lettuce and spinach for the salad. It was the only task that didn't involve knives.

Mason had taken and interest to the kitchen since Bobby's visit during the last week, and had been begging to help out with meals.

"Do ya think yer ma's goin to like dinner?" Chibs asked Mason not helping but to grin at the way the little boy was meticulously tearing the salad putting his full concentration into the task.

"Uh huh. She's going to like my salad." Mason insisted as he continued to break up the greens putting them into a large bowl Chibs had set out for him.

Chibs twisted his mouth to avoid bursting out laughing at this little comment. "Aye I bet she will laddie. She's goin to be real proud of ya fer making it by yerself."

He felt his heart swell as the little boy gave him a look of complete pride.

Chibs was so relieved to see that Mason was still coming out of the shell he'd built up through the yeas of living under Brian Parker's household.

Mason today was a world away from the silent withdrawn little boy that had shown up at TM Auto the day his mother had gotten a flat tire in her bug.

If anyone had told Chibs back on that day that he would be standing here today making that stunning blonde woman dinner with that shy little boy he would have laughed right in their faces.

It was still a little surreal to think how much things had changed so quickly for him. This time last year Chibs was all alone devoting himself fully to SAMCRO and now here he was with a family who adored him.

Chibs continued to stuff cheese into the burgers as he spoke. He knew that it would be okay to break this news to Mason now. He was already planning on telling Molly tonight. "We're goin somewhere real special fer Christmas."

Mason stared up at Chibs his eyes wide in amazement as he tried to guess just where they were going.

Chibs gave him a grin as he spoke revealing the truth. "We're goin to go visit yer Nana Rose in Louisiana. Ya can give her that nice thing ya made fer her in school today."

Mason had made Rose a little Santa made out of construction paper and cotton balls in the art segment during school today.

Mason had planned on sending it to Rose in the mail along with the Christmas card Molly had bought for her family, but now it seemed the boy would be able to give it to her in person.

Chibs felt his heart sink as Mason's face went from excited to uncertain. "My old daddy won't hurt mommy right? He lives in Louisiana...and I don't want him to be mean to mommy if we see him on accident."

Chibs moved quickly cleaning his hands free of raw meat and food in the sink before he made his way back to Mason. He knelt down in front of the boy his hand reaching out to rest against his cheek. "Of course not sweet lad. Ya know I'd never let anyone hurt yer ma...not even yer old daddy."

Chibs felt his heart ache at the fear in Mason's eyes. The child was obviously frightened of Brian Parker.

Chibs didn't blame the boy. After all Mason had witnessed Brian beating Molly so horribly that final time.

Chibs knew that the child probably knew that Brian wasn't a sweet man long before that though. It pained Chibs to think of all the years Mason had seen bruises along his mother's skin knowing despite Molly's best efforts to shield him from the truth that his father was responsible for causing her such pain.

Mason frowned his voice so tiny and his eyes so full of despair. "He's real mean. He says bad words to mommy and makes her hurt."

Chibs nodded his head his mind quickly decoding those bad words. Molly had already told him all the names Brian used to thrust at her; bitch, whore, tramp, dumb cunt.

Chibs was only relieved knowing that Mason hadn't learned that this was the way to treat ones wife. He knew that if Mason had grown up in that household to his teens that Brian might of twisted the child into thinking just like him.

The thought made Chibs want to vomit.

Chibs felt so guilty knowing that he couldn't tell Mason the truth; that Brian Parker was dead and gone and would never hurt a hair on Molly's head again.

He knew though that the truth could never come out. He couldn't tell Mason that Brian was lying dead rotting somewhere buried in the Chigger Woods with a single gunshot wound to the head given to him by Daddy Chibs.

The child could never know this truth. It was best for Mason to just believe that Brian Parker had disappeared going far away to never hurt them ever again.

Chibs feared that one day when Mason was old enough to understand more about Chibs' lifestyle that he would come to his own conclusions about what had happened to his biological father; that he would figure out the truth.

Chibs just hoped that if that day came that Mason would understand why he'd done what he had done. Killing Brian Parker was the only way to protect Molly and Mason.

The only way a bastard like Brian would ever leave Molly and Mason alone was if he was dead.

He wrapped his arms around Mason hugging the boy as tight as he could without harming him. "I know laddie. He wasn't a nice person...he was..I just want ya to always know that I'll never let anyone hurt yer ma or say anythin mean to her ever again. I'd never let anythin happen ta either one of ya. I promse ya Mason and ya know ya can't break promises. Yer ma and ya are my world know why?"

Mason shook his head his arms encircling Chibs holding him the man always making him feel safe.

Chibs pulled back pressing a kiss to the boy's cheek. "Cause I love ya both so much."

"I love you too daddy." Mason murmured a look of worry still etched deep into his face.

Chibs ruffled the child's hair as he spoke. "Aye how much?"

Mason smiled up at him the question cheering him up a tiny bit. He held his arms out wide as though he was measuring his love. "This much."

Chibs grinned as he stood up copying the action. "Aye I love ya this much too."

Mason giggled the little action taking his mind of his worries for now at least.

Chibs ruffled the boy's dark hair before he made his way over to the frige pulling out a container of bright red juicy strawberries.

He went back over to the cabinet speaking to Mason as he opened the container. "If I chop these us can ya put em I the salad?"

Mason nodded his head happy to be given another task as he went back to breaking up greens for the salad.

Molly entered the house making as little noise as possible so thankful to find that the dog's had been left out back.

She made her way upstairs to Chibs' and her room staying silent as she shoved the shopping bags into the corner of her closet beside the two pairs of shoes she'd bought for her wedding this summer. She knew both Chibs and Mason would never think to peek in her closet.

She had bought two pairs of shoes for the wedding on sale; a pair of light blue flats for the ceremony since it would be outdoors and she didn't want to trip in heels, and a pair of dark navy blue D'orsay heels for the reception.

The reception would hopefully be held indoors. She wasn't one hundred percent on that plan though.

She knew it was a little silly hiding the shoes after all Chibs knew she'd bought them. She had purchased them with the severance pay she'd received and saved up after being fired from Saint Thomas.

She just wanted every element of her outfit on her wedding day to be a shock to Chibs; all the way down from the tips of her shoes to the top the veil on her head.

She was sure that most brides to be would feel the same on that desire.

She left her room stopping at the closed door leading into nursery. She placed her hand against the white wooden door her heart aching and twisting.

Molly still hadn't worked up the willpower to enter that room. Though it was unfinished; the only things that were in the room was a rocking chair, an unfinished mobile, and a dresser. The thought of seeing those three things was enough to make Molly's heart feel as though it could shatter.

She felt her breath catch thinking of the other things in that nursery; her ultrasound results, the tape holding those doppler readings, and that little hat.

She felt tears well up behind her eyes as she thought of that sweet little knitted green hat; the SAMCRO patch sewn into it. It was still in that dresser waiting to go on a baby that would never be born.

Molly took a few breaths trying to keep her breathing even and slow as she fought back tears.

She pulled away from the door almost feeling as though she wanted to run far away from it and all the pain it held.

Molly made her way back downstairs walking so fast that it was amazing she didn't trip down the stairs.

She pushed back her heartache as she made her way through the living room leaning against the door-frame leading into the kitchen.

She felt a smile develop along her face as she watched her boys.

Seeing Mason and Chibs made Molly feel strong. She felt that as long as she had both of them by her side she could find it in herself to move on from all this sorrow she'd been locked in these past few weeks.

Molly could admit that having Mason did ease a bit of the pain she felt from her miscarriage. Molly was sure that if she didn't have her son then the loss of the baby would be so much more crushing.

She pushed all the sorrow and worry she felt far from her mind as she walked into the room standing behind Chibs as she spoke. "What are you boys up to?"

Chibs turned to face Molly his heart sinking when he spotted the pain behind her pasted on smile. He pushed back the need to ask her about it.

He was relieved to see how cheerful she'd been this morning when she'd left for a day out with Lyla.

Molly had actually done her makeup for the first time in days. She had dressed for comfort though wearing a light pink fluffy sweater that matched her nail polish, a pair of black leggings, and flip flops. She had braided her hair loosely to the side.

He knew that she was still having a little bit of pain in her ribs even if they were close to healing by now.

He spoke giving her a loving smile. "Thought me and the laddie would make ya a good meal."

"I'm making salad." Mason exclaimed holding up a sliced strawberry to show his mother a look of pride on his face.

Molly grinned down at the boy as she walked over to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I see that. It looks yummy."

She ran her hands through Mason's shaggy locks a soft smile on her face. He was refusing ot let her take him to the barber and get a hair cut. Mason wanted to grow his hair out like Chibs and Molly didn't have the heart to refuse this request.

She just hoped that the kids at school didn't tease Mason for his longer locks. She knew kids could be so cruel and she knew that Mason had such a tender heart.

She had a feeling that Chibs was right about the fact that Mason would have to learn to fight one day. As much as she hated the idea of Mason getting into fist fights she knew that he had to learn to defend himself.

She only hoped that Chibs would be able to teach Mason to box and to respect the sport enough not to take it outside the ring unless necessary.

She leaned down pressing a kiss to Mason's forehead as the boy looked up at her. "Why don't you go to the bathroom and wash your hands. They look a little slimy."

Molly helped Mason hop off the stool without injuring himself as she watched him disappear upstairs to wash up.

She made her way over to Chibs wrapping her arms around his waist melting against him as he put down the butter knife and wrapped an arm around her.

She spoke up wanting to avoid her melancholy for a bit longer. "So what's for dinner?"

"Burgers, that strawberry salad shite ya like, and grilled corn on the cob. I got ya some of that Rose Wine ya like too." Chibs replied hoping that his plan to cheer Molly up with a good meal would work.

Molly smiled down at the food he'd put together so far. "Sounds good. I love your burgers."

"Aye that's why I made em." Chibs remarked leaning over and pressing a kiss to her temple.

He pulled away from her washing his hands in the kitchen sink as he spoke. "So I had a talk with Jax yesterday bout us goin over ta New Orleans."

Molly felt her stomach flip at this comment. She reached down twisting her engagement ring as she spoke. "And?"

Chibs gave her a smile as he dried his hands. He made his way over to her wrapping his arms around her as he replied. "And he said that I should go."

Molly let out a sigh of relief at hearing this. She'd almost feared that Jax wouldn't want Chibs pulling away from the club for a few weeks.

She pressed her lips to his in a deep kiss her arms wrapping around his waist. "Thank god."

Chibs gave her a sheepish smile as he spoke up. "Ya might not wanna be thankin the lord jus yet...Jax made a stipulation ta me goin."

Molly frowned irritated that Jax was dictating this trip. She pushed back her annoyance as she spoke. "What is it?"

"Juice has ta come along ta play bodyguard." Chibs explained spotting the way Molly's eyes clouded over at this.

She pulled away from him letting out a huff. "This is supposed to be a family trip Filip."

Chibs ran a hand through his hair fully ready for her to blow up at him. He knew that she was right. This was supposed to be a family vacation of sorts. "Aye I know lass."

"It was suppose to just be us." Molly remarked her eyes narrowing.

Chibs placed an arm around her trying to put a cork on her anger before it exploded. "I know lass...Jax is jus worried bout us goin to New Orleans so soon after...ya know Brian. He jus wants Juice ta be there watchin our backs."

Molly sighed her anger disappearing at that explanation. She knew that Jax did have a point. The Parker family wasn't just going to roll over and surrender like that.

They would notice Brian was missing and if Brian had told them he was going to Charming then Molly knew that the Parker family would be on the attack.

"You're right...shit." Molly exclaimed fear rolling through her invading every inch of her body.

Chibs sensed this. He let out a soft sigh as he reached over placing a hand on her cheek getting her to look at him. "No one's hurtin our family lass."

Molly gave him a tight smile nodding her head in agreement. No one was hurting them again as long as she lived and breathed.

She just prayed that Juice would be enough to help protect them when the Parkers came for her head.

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