Hey guys, this chapter is going to be a bit of a time jump. It 's been about six to seven months later. Please enjoy!

I was hard at work putting together a case I had in the morning. I'm supposed to defend a kid who ran over a child while intoxicated. Why the hell would I defend this asshole? He made his bed. He should lie down in it.

I heard a knock at my door.

Felicia came in, eating a huge bag of chips and a gift bag hanging on her arm.

"The little man in there making you hungry?"

"It ridiculous. I've gained over forty pounds because of this kid."

"When are you due again?"

"Saturday."

"Why the hell are you still working? You should be on bed rest."

"I'm sorry, I thought you were a lawyer, not a doctor. By the way, Happy Birthday."

"Thank you."

She sat down in the chair across from me, and handed me the bag.

"I told you, you don't have to get me anything."

"Oh please, everyone loves presents. Open it."

I opened it, and it was a very skimpy two piece lingerie from the sex shop in town. It was red with black lace and beautiful detail throughout the top, with a matching thong. Shiny, black platform heels sat in the bottom of the bag.

"Oh my."

If my skin wasn't so dark, you probably would have seen me turn red.

"Yeah, I figured when Jax gets home from his trip, you might want to surprise him with something sexy."

"But I thought it was my birthday."

"Well honey, when you're wearing that, I bet he will do anything you want in bed. That's what I call the best birthday gift ever."

A very familiar feeling started stirring between my thighs. I closed my legs tight, trying to force that amazing feeling away.

"Thanks Fe, I love it."

I got up from my desk and walked over to her. She got up slowly, holding her back. When I made it to her, she hugged me.

"Oh my god."

I pulled away from Felicia, whose eyes were wide and glued to the floor which was now wet.

"My water just broke."

" Oh my god. Okay, I'll get my keys. Let's get you to the hospital. I'll call Rob once we get there."

I grabbed my purse off my desk and I started walking Felicia to my car.

I quickly started it when my phone rang in my purse. I took it out and started driving.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to talk and drive? "

"Relax Fe, I do it all the time."

"Oh, that's comforting."

I hit the answer button and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey, sweetheart. Happy Birthday."

"Thanks, Gemma. what's up?"

"I just wanted to let you know that Wendy's doctor just called me. She listed me as her emergency contact."

"Is the baby okay?"

"I don't know. No one does. Her doctor hasn't seen her in weeks."

"Okay. I'll take a ride over to her place. "

"Oh dear god! This hurts like a bitch!"

"Oh my god, is everything okay on your end?"

"Uhh well.. I have to drop off my friend. She's going into labor."

"Oh shit. Okay, I'll meet you at the hospital. I'll take a ride with you."

"Okay, see you then."

"Ahh, son of bitch, fuck this hurts so damn bad!"

I looked over at Felicia and she was doubled over.

"Don't worry Fe, we are two minutes away."

"Well, step on it. We aint got all day."

"I'm going as fast as the car goes."

She gave me the deadliest stare I think man kind could ever create. It felt like she was burning a hole through my head.

"You know what, I'm so glad Jax is fixing up that car for you so can finally get rid of this piece of shit."

I turned my head and looked at Felicia with a goofy smile on my face.

"What! Jax is giving me a car?"

"Shit, that was supposed to be a surprise. Please act surprised when he shows it to you tonight."

"Okay."

I pulled up to the main entrance, and ran into the lobby.

"Hi, how may I help you?", the young receptionist asked.

"Well, my friend's about to give birth to a human being in my car if you don't help her soon."

A nurse who overheard our conversation quickly brought out a wheelchair to my car and helped Felicia out of my car while I called her husband who was at work. After a few rings, an older man picked up.

"Oswald Trucking."

"Hi, I need to talk to Rob."

"Sweetheart, you need to be more specific. We have over ten Robs in this company."

"Robert Fisher. His wife is in labor. He needs to get his ass here.", I replied with frustration in my tone.

"Okay, okay. I'll let him know."

"Thank you."

The old man shook his head, leaving his office to find Rob.

"Women."

The nurse brought Felicia in the main lobby where I was standing.

"Fe, Rob is on his way. Do you want me to stay with you till he gets here?"

"No, go. You need to check on Wendy. Make sure everything's okay."

"Okay. I'll be back as soon as I can."

I walked outside and called Gemma.

"Hey, you here yet?"

"Yeah, I'm right here."

She pulled up in front of me and I got into her Cadillac.

"When was the last time you talked to Wendy?"

"I stopped by her house on Monday. I wanted to see if she needed a ride to her check up since Jax has been out-of-town for the past week . She wasnt home, and she didn't answer any of my calls."

"What a way to spend your birthday, huh?", Gemma asked, looking at me with a bit of sorrow and amusement in her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, your friend goes into labor and now Wendy is MIA and you have to find her. That is kind of a shitty birthday if you ask me."

"It's no big deal. It's just another day to me."

"Jax coming home tonight?"

"Yeah, he called me at work before."

"I bet you miss him."

"Like you wouldn't believe. But he's gotta do what he's gotta do. Do you think he's gonna like the baby room?"

"He better love it. We worked our asses off building that room."

We both started laughing. She pulled up in Wendy's driveway. We both got out, and walked up to the front door.

Gemma knocked loudly against the door.

"Wendy. It's Gemma."

"I'm going to go around back."

"Okay."

I went to the back door and looked through the curtains. I couldn't see anything. I tried my luck with the door handle to see if it was unlocked. It was.

I went further into the house until I slipped slightly on something on the floor. I looked down and it was red. My heart fell into my stomach and I swallowed hard. I went into the kitchen and there was Wendy, on the floor with a needle next to her.

"Jesus Christ."

I fell to the floor, checking for a pulse.

"Gemma!"

She ran around the back and saw what I was seeing.

"That stupid bitch."

"Gemma, call 911."

She took out her phone, shaking her head.

The paramedics showed up shortly after Gemma placed the call. I rode in the back with Wendy.

"Is she going to be okay? Is the baby?"

"I don't know, miss. We will do everything we can," the paramedic replied.

Shit. I reached into my pocket. Damn it. I forgot my phone in my purse in Gemma's car. Jax is going to need to come home earlier. He needs to know what just happened.

We got to the hospital and they rushed Wendy in. Gemma met me by the ER.

"Gemma, you call Jax?"

"Yeah, he's on his way."

I ran my hand through my hair and fought the tears that were trying to make its way through, and started breathing heavily.

"Hey, hey , hey. That baby is going to be okay."

"Gemma, this is my fault. If I didn't.."

"Hey, don't start with that shit. None of this is your fault. She decided to turn to that fucking needle. Dont start blaming yourself because Jax chose you."

"It's just.. it's not even my baby, and I'm losing my mind over here."

"Sweetheart, that is your baby. Regardless, whose body it's coming from. Youve shown that child more love and care than his own mother has."

Two hours have passed. Gemma and I were in the waiting room for what felt like forever. A doctor finally approached us.

"You friends with Wendy Case?"

"Uh.. yeah we are. Is she and the baby okay?"

"Well, she's been using methamphetamine for a while. We found track marks on her hands and feet. "

"Jesus. What about the baby?"

"We had to do an emergency c -section, The baby has a heart defect and a tear in his abdomen."

Here it comes. The fucking tears.

I sat down and held my head down while Gemma started rubbing my back.

"What's his chances?"

"20 percent. But, that's being optimistic. I'll keep you both updated."

"Thank you," Gemma and I said in unison.

Jax and the guys came into view as the doctor left us.

Jax gave me a hug.

"Hey, what's the news?"

"It's not good, baby. The doctor said she was using throughout the pregnancy. The baby has a heart defect and a tear in his stomach. "

"Jesus Christ."

Jax started walking away from us quickly.

"Jax, where you going?"

"Jules, stay here with my mom. I need to take care of this."

The other guys followed him.

Gemma and I both sat down and Gemma took my hand.

Jax came back later on that day. It was around 11 in the evening.

"Hey, anything new?"

"They want to do surgery. It's going to take a few hours."

"Babe, you dont have to stay here. Go home and get some rest. You look exhausted."

"No, I wanna stay. I wanna be here when they finish surgery."

"He's right honey. Go get some rest and come back. I'll call you both ," Gemma suggested.

Jax took my hand and we left the hospital. He couldn't even be in that hospital for five minutes no matter how hard he tried. How could she have been there all day, and not lose her mind?

We got home and there was a tarp obviously covering a car.

"I was going to surprise you when you got off work."

He pulled off the tarp and revealed a black 1996 mustang.

"I remember how much you said you wanted a new car before I left. Felicia told me you had a thing for mustangs since college. "

I was just quiet. Was I even allowed to be happy after what kind of day I had?

"Jules, please say something."

"It's beautiful. Thank you."

I snapped out of my daze and hugged and kissed him.

"Happy birthday."

We both forced a smile and went into the house. Jax was about to pass my office when he saw the baby room. He stopped and stared at it, taking in every new detail of the room.

"You turned your office into a baby room?"

"Yeah. It was a surprise for you when you got home. Gemma and I did it."

"It's kind of a waste now."

I scrunched up my eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?"

"Abel's going to die."

I pushed him hard, making him fall into the panel of the door frame.

"You asshole! Don't say that. There's still a chance. I can't believe you just said that."

I went into our bedroom and started packing a bag.

He came into the room when he started hearing draws open.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm packing a bag and staying at the hospital. I believe Abel is going to live. If you don't believe it, you might as well not come with me."