(A/N: thanks for the prompt, patrickpopp)
Joe's pov
As the investigation kept going, webs of lies, secrets and flashbacks kept coming in waves. Dan and Fitz, the brothers that had raised Taylor, were 25 year old twins at the time that their parents died, Taylor being only one. She had barely known her parents, not to remember them, at least. Uncle Danny spoke in one of the meetings where I was consulting on the investigation, giving the insights I had into Taylor and her family's lives
"Now, her parents, Andrew and Andrea Anderson; they were never Los Lordes. However, Los Lordes were the ones that killed them, hit and run."
Raising her brow in confusion for a moment, his partner Maria spoke next
"Not entirely sure why her brothers started running with them, then."
In one voice, my Uncle and I reasoned
"Infiltration with intent of revenge. Long con."
Shaking her head, Maria nodded
"Yeah, there's that."
I sighed
"What a mess..."
Uncle Danny spoke again
"We found videos of Taylor with the kids on her computer. Seven year's worth. It's yours, it's not evidence."
Misty-eyed, I smiled
"Thank you."
He smiled
"You and my nice and nephews enjoy it. We just wanted to update you."
I thanked them, then went home to my kids, who were very excited about the videos. I wasted no time turning the first one on, four newborns and a teen Tay on her bed, tears glistening my eyes, as well as those of our kids, who curled up to me
"Hey, babies" she said, eliciting some coos from them. "Mama loves you. So does your Daddy, Uncles, Grandparents... Your Uncles will be here soon. I love you all so much. You sillies don't even look lime me that much, how interesting."
She then started to sing them to sleep, a song I knew from our time together. Just hearing the song in the video made our seven year olds fall asleep again, and I chuckled, battling with sleep myself, as she would often try and mostly succeed with making me fall asleep to that song. I had been a mix between early bird, night owl and straight-up insomniac my whole life, but for the four years we were in each other's lives, she got me every time. I sniffled, choking up on sobs I was holding back. I miss her so much...