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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 58 Clocked
Jax knew that the baby's death had hit Gemma hard. Despite all her protests that she was too young to be a grandmother, she was looking forward to the birth of her first grandchild. There were days when it was all she could talk about. Wendy's paternity lie also hurt Gemma.
"Gemma, I need to tell you something about the baby," Jax said.
Gemma stopped rocking and singing to Bela. Clay was standing on one side of the rocker. Tara was standing behind Jax, trying to appear as small as possible.
"Wendy lied to me about the due date for the baby. It was actually three weeks earlier."
"That doesn't matter," Gemma said and began rocking the baby again.
"Stop," Jax said. He held out his hand and stopped the rocking chair. "Listen to me. Wendy lied about the due date because I'm not the father."
Gemma stared at Jax, looked down at the baby and studied the baby's features.
"She looks like you."
"She isn't mine. When Tara and I were in high school, we participated in a SAMCRO blood drive. She remembered my blood type was AB. The baby's blood type is type O. I can't be the baby's father. It's impossible."
"She knew this when she told us the baby died," Gemma said.
"Yes," Jax said.
Gemma looked at the baby's face again.
"OK," she said, her voice surprisingly calm.
She stood up still holding the baby. She let go of the baby, carelessly letting Bela fall into the rocking chair like she was nothing more than a pillow.
Jax and Clay exchanged looks, surprised by how calmly Gemma was taking this news. Tara stayed close to Jax. It didn't help her. Gemma jumped on Tara, knocking them both to the ground.
In Tara's world, disputes were handled with words, lawsuits and harsh memos. No one would dream of handling a problem with physical violence.
In Jax's world, disputes were handled with words or violence and sometimes both. Sometimes violence was the only solution. It was part of the MC way of life.
If a man had jumped Tara, Jax would have intervened, but this problem was between Gemma and Tara. He couldn't blame Gemma for being angry that Tara didn't tell them about the baby's paternity until after she delivered the news of the baby's death. Gemma was handling her anger the MC way.
He understood Tara's explanation that she needed to tell him, so he could decide how he wanted to handle the news, but he also understood Gemma's fury that she had been grieving over the death of a grandchild that wasn't hers.
Gemma was on top of Tara punching her. Tara had a fist full of Gemma's hair. She landed an elbow to Gemma's face.
Jax and Clay watched. There was just something about a cat fight that men enjoyed. The hospital staff heard the commotion and filled the doorway to watch the fight.
It said a lot about the power of the MC that no one had called hospital security to break up the fight. It also said a lot about Tara's co-workers lack of concern for her.
"We should break this up," Jax said.
Clay nodded. Neither men moved to break up the fight. Sometimes, women just needed to work out their differences.