I suck. I'm sorry. I really wish I had some awesome reason why I have been gone so long, but I don't. Sorry, I just suck. Life is busy. But here it is finally. It's the last one. I hope you guys like it.

Sam looked out at the kids playing, a smile playing across her lips. So much had changed in the last year. Her hands settled on her belly, absently rubbing circles as she watched Abel playing with Thomas. The two boys looked up and waved. Sam waved her smile growing as Abel called out to her.

"Mama come play."

She moved to go to them when the door opened and Jax jogged over to her, his arms circling her waist. "It's done."

"Are you?" Sam stopped waiting for Jax to finish.

"I'm the new president." Sam smiled turning around in his embrace.

"I'm so happy for you baby." Sam kissed him softly her hands resting on the nape of his neck. "What now?"

"Now I get us out of the gun business." Jax laughed his eyes dropping to her belly. "How's our little girl?"

"She good." Sam smiled taking his hand leading him to the boys.

Jax knelt next to Thomas picking him up, his son's laughter music to his ears. The rest of the club slowly flowed out watching them play on the swing set, the picture perfect family. The pain of yesterday forgotten with the promise of tomorrow full of hope.

Gemma looked inside the clubhouse, now full of pictures of family, not just mug shots. Oh they were still there, but the family she had worked so hard for all these years matured and out grew what she and Clay could do for them. She knew soon enough that SAMCRO would be what John had wanted all those years ago. She smiled, moving outside to watch her family play.

Okay I KNOW it was short but it's been SOOO long. Don't hate me. I'm working on updating everything tonight.