Forever my girl

Grief

Alison was kept out of any current club business until they knew she could handle it. The added stress of the fact Bobby and maybe the rest of the club where in trouble probably wouldn't be helpful.

The day of Donna's funeral Jax wasn't home. He didn't come home the night before and Alison was kinda worried. She watched Abel, checked on him regularly and even fell asleep in his room.

That morning Gemma came by, to help get both kids ready for the funeral. She was shocked that Jax wasn't home.

Part of her very cold heart warmed when she saw Alison asleep in Abel's room. Berkley was asleep in Jax's bed.

"Come on honey, let's get you cleaned up." Gemma said, it was obvious Alison spent the night crying.

Alison didn't say anything, she let Gemma pull her to the bathroom.

Gemma went through her clothes, the ones Half-Sacc had brought her to find something to wear.

Alison took a quick shower, she wanted and need this day to be over. She needed to see Opi, see his kids, see Jax.

Gemma had both kids dressed and ready to go before Alison was even dressed.

They all slowly made their way outside, Clay and Sacc where outside.

"I know we said two weeks but think you can ride today?" Clay asked, leaning against Alison's bike.

Alison sniffled, "Yeah. I can do it,"

Clay pulled her into a hug, kissing the side of her head then he got on his own bike.

"Come on honey, let's get you in the car." Alison says, her hand resting on top of Berkley's head.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Gemma asked.

Alison nodded, she needed this ride.

The viewing was beautiful, Jax wasn't there but Tara was.

A slideshow of pictures where shown. Some Alison was in, some with them all as teenagers.

Good times when things where simple and the only thing they had to worry about was if they where going to be asked out to prom.

Berkley was sat in Alison's lap the whole time, holding her hand and snuggling close. She whispered to her aunt that it would be okay.

Then Abel started crying and Alison took this as a chance to get away. To take a break from seeing her child hood friends cold body.

"Hey little man, it's okay. Everything is okay." Alison teared up, trying to soothe the baby in her arms.

Tara had come out, still having some weird non-existent parental claim over the baby she saw once in a while.

"How's he doing?" Tara asked, Alison wanted to ignore her but she was also her doctor.

"He's fine." Alison wanted Tara to just go away.

"How is his sleeping? Since you know you're basically living there." Tara was the meanest of mean.

"Can we not do this today? In case you haven't noticed I had a seizure, and not to mention my best-friend is in there grieving over his wife! His wife! Tara, just back off!"

Abel had quieted down and she went and sat back down.

The nerve of that woman, her awful timing. How can she find something in a moment like this and twist it so it was about her?

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Finally came the hardest part.

Members from all over the map showed up for this funeral. They where split into two groups, infront of the hearse and behind it. But right in-front of the hearse was Opi.