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I gently handed Gracie to Jax.

"She's beautiful. Just like her mom."

A small smile formed on my face.

"And her father."

"Babe, I told you, men can't be beautiful."

"Yes, they can. It's rare, but it happens."

The wooden door to my room opened. Shayna, Gemma, and the club stood in the doorway.

"Can I meet my granddaughter?," Gemma asked, her voice surprisingly soft.

"Of course."

Everyone crowded around Jax, Gracie, and me.

"Oh Julia, she's beautiful," Gemma said, putting her hand on her chest.

"She's so small," Half Sack pointed out the obvious, making everyone laugh.

The door opened once more. Except, it wasn't someone congratulating Jax and I. It was just the opposite. June stood there, holding warrants in her hand.

"I'm sure you all know why I'm here."

"If you bought a present for my daughter, you're in the right place. If not, you can get the hell out," Jax threatened.

"Really? I'm giving your daughter the best present there is. Getting her away from her criminal father. You men are leaving here in handcuffs, whether you like it or not."

"Take us in first. Give Jax a moment with his family," Chibs said, approaching the woman with his wrists out.

"One minute. Okay boys, cuff 'em and read 'em."

A few officers came in reading their rights and putting cuffs on their wrists. Gemma held onto Clay until officers pulled her off of him.

Jax turned to me and placed Gracie in my arms.

"Jax, what are we going to do?"

"She can't prove shit. This will be over before you know it, baby."

"She had that look in her eyes. The kind of look everyone gets when they have won the battle."

"She's reaching. I promise this will blow over and I'll be home in a couple days."

The door swung open.

"Time's up, kids."

Jax held my face in his hands, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. Tears made their way down my face. He lifted my head.

"Look at me, Jules."

I did what I was told.

"It's going to be okay."

Stahl handcuffed him herself. She walked him out of the room, smiling.

"What the fuck are you smiling at?", Jax asked, snapping at the arrogant woman.

"You. You're trying to convince her it will be okay."

Shayna, Gemma, and I sat in silence, thinking about what just happened.

"Jules, you need me to get you anything?," Shayna asked me.

My eyes were glued to Gracie. He didn't get to hold her for more than twenty minutes.

"Jules?"

I looked up at Shayna with pain filled eyes.

"I'm fine."

"Jules.. come on."

"What do you want me to say, Shayna? He's gone. The club's gone. Why can't we get a fucking break? "

"It will never be in the cards for Samcro, sweetheart," Gemma stated.

I didn't sleep the whole night. Gemma took Shayna home. Gracie slept in my arms most of the night.

What if this wasn't going to be okay? What if it will only get worse from here?

I was able to be released in the afternoon. Gemma and Shayna came to the hospital to get me. I was grabbing the last of my things in the room when Daniel walked in with flowers.

All of us glanced at each other, and then at Daniel. I buckled Gracie into her car seat.

"Hey, can you two meet me downstairs?"

Gemma nodded.

"Sure. Come on Shayna."

She picked up the car seat and exited the room, Shayna close on her heels.

" I heard what happened. I'm so sorry."

I grabbed the flowers out of his hands and threw them in the trash.

"You can cut the bullshit. I know it was you."

"Julia, let me explain."

"You know, I'm surprised you would show your face. Because in about sixty seconds, I'm gonna rip your god damn head off."

"There is no need for that. Julia, I am the better choice for you. I am not a criminal. I can help support you and the kids."

"Oh my god."

"What?"

"That bitch promised you that you would get me, didn't she?"

He was quiet.

"Daniel, if you thought that was going to happen, you're more delusional than I thought. She played you. She gets off manipulating people like you."

"You really think being with Jax is going to end well? Look at the past few months. I can't see you living past thirty."

"Oh I will. Do you wanna know why? It has shown me that I will do whatever it takes to protect my family. If someone threatens that, I will go after them. Male or female."

"You threatening me?"

"What do you think? I'm gonna go. I'm taking my daughter home."

I picked up my purse off the table and pushed past Daniel. He grabbed my wrist to stop me. I picked up my purse off the table and pushed past him once more. He grabbed my wrist to stop me. In reaction, my opposite fist connected with his eye, making him let me go.

"I warned you. Don't ever come near me or my family again."

My wedding ring left a long cut by his eye.

"You're going to regret that. While your husband takes it up the ass in prison, you're going to come to me. We both know it."

"Sorry sweetheart. I'd rather go lesbian before I would let you touch me."

When Gemma drove us home, we saw Unser's car in the driveway. We all got out and walked up to his car. He got out as we approached him.

He looked down at Gracie in the car seat.

"She's beautiful. Congratulations."

"Thank you."

"Have you heard anything?," Gemma asked, getting straight to the point.

"No. ATF is not handing me any information about them."

"I called earlier. They won't let me see him," I stated, feeling the anger and frustration build up in my chest.

"I know. I'm sorry about this. I'm going to do everything I can. "

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Unser got into his car and left.

"Julia, go get some sleep. I can stay for a while. I'll watch Grace. You're exhausted," Gemma said, taking the car seat.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. You just had a baby. It's not healthy not getting rest."

"Thank you. "

I slept for a good five hours. I finally knew what he meant sleeping in this bed alone. It is like a ghost is in his place. I kept thinking about what happened.

How Jax only got to hold Gracie for twenty minutes.

The reassurance in his voice telling me it will all be okay.

How I couldn't run after him.

More and more, my thoughts became flooded. It became overwhelming, and my body was wracked with a new set of tears.

"Do you think she's going to be okay?," Shayna asked, feeding Abel.

Gemma had Gracie laying against her chest while she was heating up a bottle for her granddaughter.

"She will. She got us."

"She does. But, it's different when it comes to Jax."

"I know. This shit will work itself out. It always does. You have Felicia's number? Maybe she can find out something."

"Yeah, I do."

Shayna pulled out her cellphone and dialed Felicia.

I came out of the room, rested and showered.

"How you feeling?," Gemma asked.

"I just had a dream my husband got arrested moments after our daughter was born."

There was a knock on the door. I walked over and answered it. It was Felicia.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

Shayna called. She told me what happened."

"Oh."

"I found out some information."

I looked over to tell Gemma. She was on the phone with Unser. Felicia walked in.

"The judge is not even considering bail due to their long list of gun charges."

"How long would the sentence be?"

"Two to six years."

"No. That can't happen. They aren't safe inside."

"Jules, there is only so much we can do on this one. But, there is something else."

"What is it?"

"A man came in before I left. He said that this would help you."

"Who was it?"

"I don't know. They just handed me this paper."

She handed me the folded up white paper.

Damon Pope

357-251-9976.