Clay has no response. Besides, he has just spotted Unser's truck pulling in (remember: Unser was there to pick up supplies to continue doctoring Piney's crime scene) and he knows there's another awkward conversation immediately in his future. So Jax catches up to Chibs and asks him to talk to Juice, noting, "He is making me very nervous."

Clay walks over to Unser and asks what he's doing on site. Unser says he's returning tools. Clay immediately asks, "Where is she? I know you saw her; prospects saw your truck at my house last night." Unser says, "Yeah -- she called. It's a natural reaction to reach out to a friend when someone tries to kill you." Clay rolls his eyes and calls Unser out on his Gemma-crush, but Unser's not rising to the bait. Clay tries the "My old lady is none of your business" tack and ends with, "Keep your secrets and I'll keep mine." Unser says matter-of-factly, "I know you killed Piney. I know you tried to kill Tara. My telling Jax what I know only hurts him. But I'm warning you, Clay -- and may whatever shit God I still believe in be witness to this -- you ever hurt Gemma again, I'll kill you." Clay drawls, "I guess cancer gives a man a certain resolve, huh? Benefit of an end date. Nothing more dangerous than a guy who already knows he's dead." We cut to Unser, who is almost smiling as he realizes that whatever he does, he's not going to be around for the consequences.

Wendy's arrived at the Teller/Knowles house, where Chuckie is playing manny. He cheerfully offers to shake hands, but that's enough to threaten Wendy's hard-won sobriety, and then claims that Tara called and said it was okay to see Abel. Wendy rushes to the back bedroom ...

...Where, in fact, Gemma is sitting in the glider and waiting for her. Wendy cusses, then asks the universe, "Why am I not surprised?" "Because drugs dull the senses?" Gemma replies. Wendy brightly replies, "Not anymore." Gemma informs Wendy that the boys are at her house. Wendy looks around Abel's room and smiles at how great it looks (the framed motorcycle pictures are a nice touch). Gemma says, "Yeah. [Tara's] a real good mom." Wendy concurs. The preliminaries done, the two women move into battle mode. In the same calm, upbeat and resolute tone she took with Tara, Wendy tells Gemma, "I am clean and sober for over two years. I finished my B.A. I am now a certified substance abuse counselor. I have a two-bedroom outside of Altamont, I have a French bulldog named Ramón. I had my tubes tied, and I recently decided that I like women." THAT is an impressively busy three years. Wendy asks, "What's new with you?" "Absolutely nothing," Gemma says. Wendy reassures Gemma she didn't come here to stir up trouble: all she wants to do is know her son. Gemma says, "I'll help you to get to know your son, but it's by my rules, on my schedule ... Tara's under psych observation. She didn't take your visit very well. It's a bad time. That's all you need to know." Wendy pretty much sums up the status quo for the folks in Charming with "When is it ever a good time?" Gemma shrugs, "I'll tell you when. Until then, no contact. Not with Jax or Tara, you understand me?" Wendy says matter-of-factly, "If you try to box me out, Gemma, I swear to God I'll get a lawyer and make this shit loud and messy." Gemma's flat, heavy look tells Wendy exactly what she thinks of her puny human laws. The two idly exchange threats and insults, and the visit it over. We see Gemma looking crafty, no doubt wondering how she can leverage this.