"He is my son!" "Mine too Wendy!" You watched in silence as Jax and Wendy sneered against each other in the kitchen of your house, Abel snuggled in your side, half asleep after his afternoon snack, waking up once in a while when someone yelled too loud. Wendy presented to yours and Jax house this morning, and you were pretty confused since she rarely even reaches out, neither for you two neither for his son. She wants to open a custody case against you and Jax to take Abel, and Jax is beyond pissed, he knows she's putting up this little show for her own whining, because she knows you two take care of Abel really well, giving him everything needs, material or sentimental, taking care of him in every way possible, being good parents. "This is bullshit, what the fuck! I'm not letting you take Abel away from us." Jax shouted slamming his hands against the table.