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Jax smiled as he came to and stretched his arms about. It seemed damn near surreal as he gazed upon his wife. She was curled up beside him with her leg draped over him. He caressed it with his fingers and kissed the top of her head.
“I can’t stay long…” he heard her whisper.
“Are you now?” He said with a smirk deciding to play along.
She nodded once again.
“He’s a big bad biker. Lots of tattoos. Has a bit of a temper…”
“Hmmmm… I bet I could take him.”
“Doubt it… He killed my first husband and he was a vampire. You don’t stand a chance.”
“Well if I’m going to die I might as well make it worth it…”
He rolled her over then pinned her down.
“I’ll just have to wreck you.”
A small gasp escaped her as he drove his entire length in.
“And make certain you’re ruined for anyone else!” He growled as he began to thrust.
Angel found herself kissing him with a hunger she’d never quite known before. There was just something about being married to this man that had her set aflame. Jax Teller was officially hers and there was this noteworthy sense of pride that hit her as they made love. The woman truly believed Jax to be her soul mate. For once she had everything she’d always dreamed of having. And she wasn’t alone…
Her husband was going through the same thing. Both had already taken this plunge before, but with the wrong ones. Jax’s only reason for marrying Wendy was out of loneliness. He wanted someone to come home to. But he never truly loved her at least not in the sense he should of. Often enough, it was like coming one to a roommate rather than his wife. Her drug addiction didn’t help matters by any means. That only put him off. Before long, he found himself living at the clubhouse and filing for divorce. Within a beat or so it seemed, he found out she was pregnant with Abel. Something he felt somewhat resentful about at first. He wanted no attachment to Wendy whatsoever. However when he first laid eyes on his son, those ill feelings seemed to melt away.
Jax raised his brows as this came from her lips. She blushed a bit and started to giggle.
“Well darlin’, by all means don’t hold back…” he alleged as he slowed it down – deciding to test this little theory of his.
Sure he loved the sweet little moans and the way she’d softly call out to him. But he wondered if there was another side after all. He thrust just enough tease.
“Jax!” she scolded.
“You know what…” she murmured as he kept up this incredibly slow and torturous stride.
The man heatedly kissed her only adding to her suffering. Once he parted from her lips.
“Dammit Jax, fuck me!”
He nodded and pulled out. She frowned at the absence of his cock. This had him laughing.
But he said nothing on it as he got her on all fours. He shook his head at the unbelievable sight before him. The man couldn’t get enough of that perfect little kitty shot of hers. And here it was staring him in the face. He spread her apart getting a better look. His dick ached in response as he placed a finger in that tight fit of hers. He shook his head wondering how the hell he fit in there at times. On this thought he removed his finger and replaced it with something much more pacifying. He observed as he eased his way in. He stopped once he was all the way.
“You really want a good fucking baby?” he asked as if challenging her.
Before she could so much as respond, he had a fistful of her hair and was hammering that sweet pussy of hers.
“Cum again, Angel!” He demanded, once he got her off.
“Jax!” she cried out triggering him to blow his load.
“Fuck baby…” he breathlessly muttered as he had her cumming so hard she was literally gushing along the chute of his cock.
She rolled onto her back afterward, but had this peculiar look about her.
“You mean other than that being worthy of a cigarette?”
He laughed gathering her meaning.
“Hell I’ll smoke one for the both of us.” He uttered as he grabbed one off the nightstand and lit it up.
Jax rested his head along her belly as he smoked his cigarette. Angel ran her fingers through his hair and smiled as a certain memory came to mind. “Jax?”
“Is this what you meant by make or break?”
He narrowed his eyes and found himself somewhat impressed that she actually remembered that.
“Are you asking if I had a hidden agenda all along?”
Her face flushed over and she shrugged. “In a way… Yes. I think I saw something in you from the very beginning. And I’m talking back when you were the grave keeper.”
“Ugh, quit saying that.”
“Which part?” He smarted and she popped him one.
“Ow!” he called out whilst rubbing his arm.
“Spousal abuse? Already? It’s been one day, babe!”
“Shut up…” she said behind a giggle.
“And now here comes the verbal! Jesus!”
They shook their heads in laughter. He finished his cigarette and cleared his throat.
“It’s weird… Like I remember thinking about you a lot, even before you came into the picture as Abel’s nanny. I found myself wondering what your story was and wanting to learn more about you.”
“I never thanked you for the smokes and money…”
“Not why I did it. We’ve all been there… I figured it’s the least I could do. I’ve never been on the streets or anything like that. But I’ve had my moments of coming damn close. Those are the moments you find yourself truly tested. Just how far are you willing to go in order to make certain you survive?”
He sort of laughed and shook his head.
“Man… I’ve done some stupid shit, babe.”
“We all have…”
Jax put his cigarette out in the ash tray he had about his chest. He sat up and placed the tray on the nightstand.
“I saw something in you too…”
He froze as she’d caught him off guard.
“The dead get a lot of visitors, but some are more devoted than others. You were always there, whereas some come around every once in a while – if that. And the way you’d talk to your loved ones – like they were right there speaking with you as well. There was just something rare and intriguing about you.”
“You do realize it’s wrong to eavesdrop, right?”
She softly laughed as he cut her a wink.
“Well what else is a grave keeper to do?” she witted in return.
“You still have that old hoodie of mine?”
“In the guestroom closet back at the other house.”
“Still got your blood stains on it?”
“Actually no, I managed to get those out, surprisingly.”
“It was strange…”
“Seeing you in my SAMCRO hoodie… You weren’t even my old lady then. But I felt…” He sort of laughed.
“Are you blushing?” she taunted as his face actually flushed over.
He cleared his throat and grabbed another cigarette.
“Haven’t we talked about this already?”
“Do I need to remind you how full of shit you are?”
Jax kicked back and crossed his arm back behind his head as he smoked his cigarette. She crawled over him and overlapped his waist.
“You felt what?”
He licked his lips and regarded her in thought.
“I guess I just liked seeing you in it… It was fitting somehow. For reasons I never understood until now. Like I said, I think part of me always knew. But it wasn’t clicking. You were right there. Three fucking years I can’t count how many times I must’ve walked past you or saw you hanging around town. It’s just crazy how those things work out. Hell baby could’ve saved me a lot of heartache in the end, if only I knew, but then again… Maybe I needed the life experience before you came into all this mess. Things tend to happen for a reason as they say. I don’t always agree with that logic. But maybe in this case I do.”
Angel nodded as she was swallowing back that knot feeling in her throat. She ran her fingers along his chest and down along his abs in admiration.
“I have another confession…”
“Oh?” he questioned inquisitively.
“Don’t let it go to your head…”
He raised his brows on this.
“I thought you were incredibly hot.”
He had a good laugh at this.
“Well hell darlin’, you should’ve made your move.”
“Oh sure, the bum of Charming manages to steal Jackson Teller from his wife or girlfriend. Seriously, has there ever been a time you were single?”
“What’s that?” He taunted in return and she playfully hit him in the chest.
“You could’ve… easily.” He said with utmost sincerity.
“I doubt that… I was a mess back then. No one wanted to be around me.”
“So what are you saying exactly? That I only married you because you’re drop dead gorgeous?”
She snorted on this.
“You’re more than just a pretty face. I didn’t marry you in hopes of having some stupid trophy wife. I married you because you’re the only woman that’s ever truly got me. And I want something real for once. I’ve grown tired of all the games and all fakes out there. And you know what I’m talking about. Your ex and mine are great examples of that. The ones that claim to know you best but don’t know shit about you. We thought we had it made ending up with our highs school sweethearts. You married yours and I was gonna propose to mine. We had it made or so we thought. Well baby, it hurt like hell but lesson learned. And here we are…” He reached over and put his cigarette bud into the ash tray. Jax ran his hands along her thighs and up her waist.
“And I’m not letting go. Not ever…”
She sighed as if disappointed.
“I thought I was your trophy wife! I mean hell Jax why do you think I married you? It’s all about the arm candy!”
He died in laughter.
“Well that certainly makes a first… never had someone refer to me as arm candy.”
She smiled and took his hand, intertwining her fingers with his.
“All joking aside… We’re in the same boat Jax. Everything you just said. Is the way I feel about you.”
“But I’m still arm candy, right?”
“Good deal! Hell, come to think of it that’s a great title.”
“Title? For what?”
“Our next porno, babe! The Trophy Wife And Her Arm Candy!”
Angel narrowed her eyes in thought. She crawled off him and grabbed her robe.
“I just remembered Lyla’s gift.”
“Yeah she told me not to open it until the honeymoon. I’m guessing now is as good as time as any.”
He nodded and she went and retrieved the yellow envelope from her purse. She brought it over and sat on the edge of the bed as she opened it.
“Bubble wrap?” Jax questioned in wonder.
“It’s a DVD…” Her jaw dropped once she removed the bubble wrap and saw the cover to the DVD case.
Lyla even had it labeled – The Devil Heaven Sent
“Holy shit…” Jax murmured.
“Is this…?” She looked to him wide eyed.
“I believe so, darlin’.”
“I thought you said he rid of everything!” He sighed looking apologetic but couldn’t hide the raging hard on he had going.
He winced and quickly covered it with a pillow.
“Like that helps I know it’s still there.”
“Can’t be helped! That’s fucking hot as hell, sorry, but it is. Shit look at you, babe!”
Jax took the DVD case from her hand and opened it. He reared back as there was a note inside.
Congratulations you two. And quit fretting Angel. I’ve personally destroyed everything. This is the only copy in existence so take care of it and have fun- Lyla
Angel let out a breath of relief. Jax looked to her like an eager child at Christmas.
“Sure. Why not?”
He made a fist pump motion and hopped out of the bed. Just as he was setting up the DVD player his cellphone rang. He sighed as Angel handed it over.
“Dammit, Opie Frances Winston” Jax spat.
“Well, hello to you too.”
“Wait, is that his really his name?” Opie heard Angel question.
Jax shook his head and went back to setting everything up.
“I know you’re technically honeymooning and all but we kind of need you up here.” Opie said with a sigh.
“What do you mean by technically? We just wed LAST NIGHT! I’m going to shoot you Op!”
“I can’t wait until Christmas when I can send a card out to Opie Frances Winston!” Angel called out.
“You’re going to have her believing that’s my middle name?”
“You cock blocked me. You’re god damn right I am.”
“You bigger dick.”
“No argument there.”
Jax growled under his breath. “Where is here?”
He pinched his eyes shut for a moment.
“Alright… On my way.”
He looked to his wife after he hung up.
“You gotta wait for me. I mean it, Angel!”
“If I must.”
He chuckled as he headed for the shower. Angel started to join him but paused once she spotted herself in the mirror. She ran a hand along her belly as it was slightly starting to bulge. When she stepped into the shower, Jax noticed the rather dumbfounded look on her face.
“I have a pudgy belly…” she said, poking at it.
“Yeah, I noticed it last night.”
“You think it’s sexy?”
“You’re carrying my child, darlin’… Can’t think of anything sexier.”
She smiled as he finished his shower. He kissed her before stepping out.
“Don’t pick Abel up just yet… I’m not quite done with you… I told mom we’d pick him up this weekend.”
“Well Jax, let’s just hope you’re never truly done with me…”
He grinned like the cat that ate the canary as he toweled off.
“Are you kidding? I can’t wait until you start lactating.”
Angel slid the shower door open looking to him in disbelief.
“Did you seriously just say that?”
“Do you have a breast milk fetish?”
“Hey now, I might be going to hell but I’m not about to stop now that I’ve had an angel’s tits. Besides, I’m a man darlin’. There’s no such thing as a ‘breasts fetish’.”
“I do believe I said breast milk.”
“Well in all fairness milk does a body good, babe!” He hollered as he hurriedly got dressed and headed on out the door.
“Shit…” Jax muttered as he pulled into the garage parking lot.
There were cops everywhere. Once he parked the bike, he killed the engine and hopped off. He nodded towards Opie who was making his way over.
“What’s going on?”
Opie sighed and handed him the search warrant.
“You’ve got to be kidding.”
“They got one for the club to.”
Jax gritted his teeth and shook his head on this. His lip curled as he saw the sheriff amongst them.
“Claims he had no choice…”Opie whispered.
“Well they don’t have shit to go on…” Jax hinted.
“Let’s hope so…”
Once Angel was fully dressed she put her hair in a ponytail. She frowned seeing as how the jeans she had on were getting pretty snug. Meaning she hadn’t a choice. She had to do the one thing she absolutely loathed – shopping. She let out an exasperated sigh.
“Dammit…” she murmured deciding now was as a good as time as any.
She hadn’t a clue how long Jax would be. Something else occurred to her however as she went to take her pills. She hadn’t had any morning sickness in the past couple days. The young woman only prayed that’s how it stayed. It was nice keeping something down for a change. Angel smiled seeing the picture Jax had on the fridge. It was one Gemma took of the three of them when they had dinner at her house one day.
She had a glass of orange juice with her pills and ate a granola bar. Before she headed out the door, Angel left Jax a note letting him know she was heading to the mall and would be back in a couple hours or so. Just in case he returned before she did.
Angel wrinkled her nose at some of the dresses. None of them were quite her taste. They reminded her too much of Alice Cullen. She’d bought a few that spoke to her but not near enough to get her by. She decided to call Lyla and see if she had any suggestions on where to go. That, and she wanted to thank her for the ‘gift’.
“Hey!” Lyla answered rather exuberantly.
“Hey yourself,” Angel replied with a touch of a giggle.
“First off… I wanted to thank you for the gift.”
Lyla softly laughed.
“Did you watch it yet?”
“Not yet, won’t be long though. Should’ve seen the look on Jax’s face, amongst other things.”
“Oh, I’m sure! Just wait until he sees it on the screen. You won’t be able to walk for a week!”
Angel snorted as she skimmed through some more dresses. “I had a question.”
“I was wondering if…” she trialed off and quickly ducked behind a nearby counter.
“If…?” Lyla probed.
“That little cunt!” She whispered harshly.
“Gee, tell me how you really feel.” Lyla witted.
Angel shook her head seeing as how Wendy and Tara were exiting the store, together!
“No fucking way…” she whispered.
“Angel?” Lyla called out in concern.
“I gotta go. I’ll call you back.”
“At least tell me what’s going on.”
“Let me ask you this… Since when are Wendy and Tara bff’s?”
“Exactly…” she sputtered and hung up.
She put the dresses she hadn’t purchased yet back up and dashed on out the door. Angel took a few pictures with her cellphone. She frowned as the two were in deep conversation about something. Wendy walked Tara to her car and actually waved her off afterward.
“Unfuckingbelieveable. What the hell are you bitches up to now?”
The woman inconspicuously headed to her car a parking lot over. She waited until Wendy got into her car and pulled out. From there, Angel started the car and kept a safe distance as she followed Wendy back to her apartment. She watched as the woman unloaded her bags and started that way. Angel had an inner struggle going at the moment. She knew Jax would probably have her ass for this. But she needed answers and now… She looked around making certain there was no one around as she carefully jarred her door open. Angel rushed up the stairs and managed to get to the door, before Wendy had a chance to shut it. Angel put up a hand, stopping it… She flashed Wendy one of the pictures of her and Tara on her cellphone. But she was quick to gasp out as someone grabbed Wendy and forced her up against the wall. The man drove a syringe into Wendy’s arm. Angel’s jaw dropped as the man locked eyes with hers. He shook his head in a panic.
“No, no… This ain’t this… I mean… well shit…” He called out and held up a hand, looking like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
“I’m not going to hurt you…”
She shook her head and started to take off, remembering Jax’s warning about Tig. She feared he was right after all.
“Jesus…” He hissed as he rushed on out the door and swiftly grabbed her.
He dragged her inside and swiftly slammed the door shut, locking it afterward. The man had her pinned up against the door. “C’mon doll… Just calm down and let me explain.”
He caressed her cheek as she took in the scene before her. Wendy was convulsing and foam was coming out of her mouth. “What did you do?!” she questioned in alarm.
He sighed and put his forehead to hers.
“What I had to… You gotta believe me.”
“Tig…” Angel whispered with tears in her eyes.
“You fucking idiot…”
He reared back on this.
“Jax is supposed to be in court in just a few days. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? What this will look like?!”
“I won’t let that happen. I promise. You need to trust me on this.”
The young woman shook her head and was trembling all over.
“Tig… We can’t lose Abel…”
He nodded and grabbed ahold of her hugging her close.
“And that’s why I’m doing this. So I need you to turn around now. Pretend you never saw me. This stays between us. Never to be discussed again.” He dropped his hold and went to open the door.
“You honestly think I can do that now? I’m involved Tig. It’s either I call the police or stay and help.”
Tig half laughed.
“You wanna call the fuzz be my guest. But I gotta do what I came here to do. I’ve been planning this for a couple weeks now. I had to take the opportunity while those fucking bodyguards of hers were gone.”
“It wasn’t me…” He said in defense.
“They disappeared not long after Stahl did.”
She narrowed her eyes on this. “They did?”
He nodded once again.
“Jesus…” Angel alleged as Wendy’s back arched off the ground and her eyes were rolling to the back of her head. She started towards her and Tig gently took her by the arm.
“You need to let this one take its course. She’s done for.”
“Tig…” Angel pleaded.
“You want to lose Abel and possibly Jax in the process?”
She shook her head as tears began to form within her eyes. He regarded her in wonder.
“Why are you here?”
“I was just going to try and talk some sense into her. Maybe scare her a bit. Not fucking kill her.”
He covered her mouth.
“I’m sorry. I never meant for you or Jax to get involved. This was on me. I hadn’t any idea you’d…” he drew back a breath and looked around the room in thought.
Angel took out her cell phone.
“C’mon doll, don’t do it…”
“Relax, I’m calling Happy.”
“You mean Trigger Happy Happy?! Um, no thanks! I’d rather do time. You know I’m not even supposed to be in Charming. Your old man’s orders.”
“I’ll talk to Happy. We need all the help we can get in setting this up.”
“I got this…” He did his best to assure.
“Tig… You clearly don’t… I’m not about to take any risks. If we’re doing this; we’re doing it right. I won’t have this backtracking to Jax, the MC, or myself.”
“As to why you should go.”
“Fuck you, jerkoff. I’m not going anywhere. Not until I’m 100 percent certain this is perfectly staged.”
“Let me guess Jax couldn’t make you happy so you called me?”
“Not quite, but I do need you.”
“You just name the time and place and I’ll be there.”
Angel rolled her eyes.
“Think you can keep your damn mouth shut and not let the others know for now. I need to deal with Jax on my own.”
“Now, I don’t see any reason why we gotta let Jax know. We’re just having fun…”
“Cute… I’m going to text you the address and apartment number. I need you here in ten minutes tops.”
“With bells on…”
“Idiot…” Angel murmured under her breath.
“What is it with morons and them working for Jax?” she added causing Tig to cut her a ‘look’.
“Oh, don’t even. You might not be working for him now. But you’re still a moron.”
Angel looked to Tig in thought.
“So where’d you wanna set this up?”
“I already got the paraphernalia on the nightstand on the bed.”
“Of course… Because setting it up in here would be too easy.”
“More like too conspicuous…”
He rolled his head about his shoulders and adjusted his black gloves.
“I wouldn’t touch anything…”
“A bit late for that I touched the fucking door…”
He dug into a bag he had on him and tossed her some extra gloves.
“You keep extra gloves…?” He nodded with a shrug. Angel sighed as she put them on. Tig grabbed some sort of cleaner and a paper towel. He unlocked the door and looked towards her.
She pointed out the area and he wiped it down.
She shook her head no but started giggling a bit.
Angel cleared her throat.
“I could so use a cigarette about now.”
He nodded and pulled the door to, locking it once again. Tig dug a cigarette out from his shirt pocket. Once he got it started he handed it over.
“Can’t or won’t?”
“Um, okay…” he uttered putting the cigarette back into his mouth as he picked Wendy up off the floor and flipped her over his shoulder.
Angel grimaced at the sight.
“That’s just gross.” She murmured seeing as how the foam was landing on Tig’s back and along the carpet.
“Eh, you get used to it.”
She thought back to Agent Stahl and frowned. It wasn’t so much about Wendy being dead. Yeah it bothered her just a touch. But what concerned her more – was this totally backfiring. Last thing she wanted was for this to land on Jax, the club, or her. And with Clay and Agent Stahl missing now, she hadn’t a good feeling about this at all. In fact it made her stomach churn.
She followed Tig into the bedroom and helped him stage the body. The area in which he drove the needle was perfect – right in the fold of Wendy’s arm. She had to give Tig that much. He motioned towards an elastic band on the nightstand beside Angel. She nodded and grabbed it then handed it over. He tied it around Wendy’s arm enough to leave a mark and untied it leaving it lying as was. He retrieved the syringe from his shirt pocket and handed it to Angel.
“Place that beside her other hand. Like she let go directly after…”
Angel couldn’t believe she was doing this. But she thought about Abel and Jax and that was all the drive she needed. Tig gave her a thumbs up. He cringed however as they heard Happy’s bike pulling into the lot.
“Just wait here. I’ll go talk to him.”
Tig nodded and continued in checking everything over.
Angel unlocked the door and Happy shook his head as if he were scolding her.
“You really wanna do this in your old man’s ex’s place? That’s twisted, even for me.”
“Shut up…” She hissed and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, dragging him inside.
He had this big grin going as she shut the door and locked it.
“I need you to listen. I mean it Happy. First thing’s first…” she held her hand out.
“Hand me your gun.”
He reared back looking to her as if she’d lost her mind.
“I’m not giving you my gun.”
“Um, yes you are. Last thing we need is someone making report of shots fired. That’ll fuck everything up. Shit’s about to get ugly and I won’t have this pinpointing back to Jax. I mean it Happy. He has enough to worry about.”
“What are you up to?”
“Happy…” she implored.
He rolled his eyes and handed his gun over.
“Thank you.” She uttered in relief and tucked the gun into her pants.
“I just need you to keep an open mind. With what I’m about to tell you.”
She drew back the deepest of breaths.
“Tig is here…”
Happy pulled a certain face and his eyes went wild, as he started to look throughout the house. She put a hand up against his chest stopping him. “Now hold on dammit and let me finish. You have to promise you’re not going to pull something rash. We need your help. He’s done something that’s well in-between heroic and stupid as fuck. I called you so you could help make certain nothing is going to trace back to us or the MC. Just promise me you’re not going to kill him.”
“You know what Jax said.”
“I’m well aware and I will handle Jax. But at the moment I need you to help me, please.”
“You do realize how this will reflect on me?”
She snorted on this.
“Funny, you weren’t so concerned about that when you thought we were gonna fuck. What do you think the outcome of that would’ve been? I mean honestly? Fucking the president’s old lady aka wife?”
“Pussy is a much better way to go. I have a feeling this isn’t…”
Meanwhile, Tig could hear everything that was being said. He found himself slightly annoyed that Happy thought he came here for a good fucking. Then again, he couldn’t talk. What he wouldn’t give to fuck Jax’s old lady. Of course, he’d wanted her long before she was even his. And that alone brought forth even more guilt. He owed Jax his fucking life. Yet here he was hard as hell thinking about his old lady, or wife as he heard her put it. He hadn’t a clue they were even married now. He hated being out of the loop. Gemma hadn’t revealed anything of the sort to him. She hadn’t quite been herself though since they killed Clay.
He nodded upon them as they entered the room. Happy arched a brow as he took everything in. Tig and Angel gazed his direction out of mere curiosity. He started taking Wendy’s shoes and pants off.
Angel put a hand along his arm.
“Umm, what are you doing?”
“Adding to the effect…” he murmured with a shrug.
She sighed as he tossed the jeans onto the floor. He placed her shoes beside the jeans making it look as if she stepped out of them, before getting into the bed. “Okay, that’s pretty ingenious.” Angel declared triggering Happy’s little smirk.
Tig rolled his eyes and mocked Happy under his breath. Angel frowned as she spotted a picture of Jax in Wendy’s bedroom. She got that Wendy was his ex-wife and all but it got under her skin nevertheless. She started to pick the framed picture up and Tig quickly stopped her.
“Everything else stays, as is…”
He shook his head as if dealing with an unruly child. Happy made his way over to the TV in the bedroom. He put it on the Lifetime channel. Angel snorted seeing what he was going for. Tig reared back and looked to her in disbelief, “are you laughing?”
She cleared her throat, “Nope.”
Happy grinned, “yes you were.”
“No I wasn’t. This is a horrible situation.” She muttered fighting the urge to smile.
“You got problems.” Tig taunted with a grin of his own.
She sighed and pinched her eyes shut.
“I blame each and every one of you.”
“Whatever you gotta tell yourself.” Happy said behind a chuckle.
He went through the entire house. Angel looked to Tig in wonder.
“What’s he doing?”
“Let’s just say he’s rather thorough.”
“Why aren’t you?”
“I’m plenty thorough!”
“The hell you are! You’re just standing here while he’s doing whatever he’s doing.”
“You’re a bit of a bitch aren’t you?”
Tig looked like he was hit in the face, ‘God you’re so fucking hot’ he said in his mind. Once Happy returned he motioned for them to follow him. He entered another room and gestured towards the window.
“We’re climbing out the window?”
“I locked everything up…” he hinted.
Happy unlocked the window and Angel poked her head out.
“Um, how the hell are we going to…?”
He climbed on out and carefully reached out grabbing onto a nearby drainage pipe. He then proceeded in making his way down the pipe as though a fireman would.
“Jesus…” Angel crooned looking down.
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of heights.”
“I’m more afraid of taking a deathly plunge.”
“Let me go first and I promise to catch you, if that seems to be the case.”
“Fine…” she said with a sigh.
“Just make certain you shut the window before making your way down or we’re all fucked.”
She nodded as he climbed on out and made his way down without any issues. He and Happy nodded towards her as they were waiting below.
“Son of a bitch…” she muttered under her breath as she tossed Tig her keys.
He caught them.
“That was a test.”
He chuckled, “good thing I caught them.”
She shook her head and brought her leg out the window. The young woman managed to be flexible enough to reach for the pipe with one hand and shut the window with the other. Both men nodded rather impressed. Angel slid on down the pipe without any issues. The three of them looked around making certain they hadn’t any eyes.
“We’re good.” Happy assured.
However, he was eyeing Tig down something fierce. Angel sighed taking notice.
“Are we going to have a problem?” She questioned as they starting walking towards their rides.
“Depends…” Happy replied.
“Well not here we aren’t…” She looked around the area.
“There’s a park about 7 to 8 blocks down. We settle this there, nothing physical and no guns. I’m already in high water with Jax as we speak.”
Happy shrugged and hopped onto his bike. Tig shook his head.
“Thanks doll…” he said with sarcasm laced within.
“Look, I gotta do whatever makes Happy… well happy at the moment. Or he’s gonna go straight to Jax before I can. He needs to hear this from me not him or anyone else. If that happen Jax won’t ever trust me for shit!”
“So you’re going to tell him?”
“Like I said, we’ll discuss this at the park.”
She got into her car and Tig gritted his teeth as he bitterly tossed her keys back over. She handed his gloves back and he and hopped onto his bike.
“You gonna give my gun back now?” Happy asked once she pulled up to the park.
He was poking his head into the car window.
“Not just yet.”
Happy had this pouty look to him and she smiled.
Happy opened the door for her and she stepped out just as Tig pulled up.
“NO!” Angel shouted as Happy rushed over and literally knocked Tig off his bike.
She went to help him and Happy blocked the way.
“Knock it off!”
Happy ignored her and was holding her back as he pointed upon Tig.
“You need to do as Jax said. Stay out of Charming and don’t come near her again.”
Happy’s cellphone rang and he stared Tig down as he crawled out from under his motorcycle. He came to his feet and was using his entire girth to prop the bike back up.
“Who was it?” Angel asked with slight anxiety in her voice.
Tig had this startled look about him.
“Wait… Kozik? Please tell me he’s not part of the MC now.”
“The MC is no longer your concern.” Happy made clear.
Angel grimaced seeing as how Tig’s jeans had ripped open and he had a good gash going across his leg.
“You need to warn Jax and now. Kozik can’t be trusted. He needs to be voted out ASAP!”
Happy grabbed Tig by the collar of his shirt and socked him in the gut.
Tig looked to Angel with desperation as he put a hand over his gut. Once he caught his breath…
“You gotta talk to Jax. If you don’t Kozik will tear the MC apart from the inside out and Jax will be burying you and Abel, amongst other family members of the Sons!”
Angel staggered back on his words as she thought about the incident with Abel. Happy forced Tig onto his bike. Tig narrowed his eyes seeing that panicked look in Angel’s.
“He’s already pulled something, hasn’t he?”
Happy and Angel shared a glance and regarded Tig in wonder.
“Jesus Christ! Don’t let her out of your sight. Both of you go to Jax, right now.”
“And what proof, have you?” Happy probed.
“I don’t have any. But you gotta take my word for it. I’ve seen how this guy works. He isn’t there as a brother. He’s there for motherfucking revenge!”
Tig got on his bike and hightailed it out of there. Happy regarded her in thought. “I’ll follow you. Head to the clubhouse, that’s where they are.”
Jax turned towards the entrance as Angel and Happy pulled into the lot of the clubhouse. He nodded upon them as he was talking to Wayne and another officer.
“You’ve got to be kidding.” Angel murmured as the entire place was crawling with cops.
Happy parked beside her and hopped off the bike. He made his way over and she rolled her window down.
“You wanna hand me that gun now.”
She sighed and retrieved it from the back of her pants. Once she handed it over he pecked her on the cheek. “Thanks.”
Just as he went to walk away she reached out and tapped him on the arm.
“Not a word. I mean it Happy. Jax needs to hear this from me.”
He nodded in understanding and dashed off. Angel sighed and sat in the car for a minute. She hadn’t a clue what to say exactly. She knew Jax was going to flip the fuck out. And that his first agenda would be to hunt Tig down and end him once and for all. She cringed in thought.
Angel gasped back as he startled her. Jax narrowed his eyes and was looking upon her with concern.
She cleared her throat.
She nodded towards the cops as they were finally vacating the area.
He sort of laughed and took a cigarette out from his vest.
“You could say that…” he murmured as he lit up.
“We need to talk.”
“After the meeting, darlin’,” he stated as he opened her door.
“I’m afraid this can’t wait…”
Jax looked to her in question.
“And we should probably talk in private…” she stated softly seeing as how Kozik had just walked past them.
He had his usual buddies with him – Frankie and Greg. Angel found herself thinking back to Clay. Those were the two that usually hung around him and Tig. And it was just a few months before Clay’s death they were merely prospects. Ones that Clay had voted in. She kept this in mind as she followed Jax into the office. Once he pulled the door to, Angel paced the room.
“You might want to sit down.”
“Not until you do.”
She nodded and sat on the couch. He made his way over and sat on the coffee table before her.
“So what was all that about?”
“Stahl… There were mentions of Clay as well.”
“Everything’s fine. They didn’t find squat.”
He sighed however.
“That wasn’t the only thing they were looking for, which has me wondering what the hell Clay was up to…”
“What were they looking for?”
“Yeah, for some reason they think we’re dealing.”
“Exactly, but they didn’t find shit, baby. We don’t have anything for them to find. But it concerns me either way. Word is a member was doing a bit of side distributing. The only one that truly comes to mind is Clay.”
“If that’s true how come you haven’t been confronted yet? Wouldn’t the ones he was dealing to come back for more?”
He shook his head and miserably ran his hands along his face.
“Hell babe. I don’t know. I don’t even know where to begin on this one. All I know is SAMCRO can’t have this blowing up in our faces. If there’s some dealing going on, I can guarantee that Op, Chibs, nor myself knew about it.”
“You think the other members might be?”
Jax lowered his hands and sort of laughed.
“Like you said, if so we’re about to find out the hard way. Unless…”
“Someone within the club took the reins once Clay was out of the picture. If so there’s two scenarios to this… They’re either keeping tabs on it or still dealing. They’re gonna do whatever it takes to make certain it doesn’t get found out about.”
“But wouldn’t you guys notice something strange about the funds?”
“That’s just it… They’re obviously pocketing everything but using the SAMCRO patch in order to have some sort of leverage.”
“In the sense of causing fear. They might be claiming that we’re all aware and at watch. Protecting themselves.”
“And you think whoever they’re dealing to is foolish enough to believe that?”
“Hell baby, anything’s possible. All I know is I gotta find out what’s going on. If this rumor is true, I need to find out who the drug cartel is being pulled with and get the fuck out of it. Guns are nasty enough business. But drugs… fuck no. I don’t want any part in that and it has no place in this club.”
She nodded in full agreement.
“Getting out of this cartel with the Irish is one thing. And now I have this other possibility. I’m literally cleaning up after Clay.”
Angel reached out and took his hand.
“There’s not a doubt in my mind that you can do this.”
He drew back a breath.
“I sure as hell hope so.”
“Where’s the confident man I married?”
“He’s reloading baby…”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
He cut her wink.
She drew back a breath.
“I’m afraid it’s my turn now.”
“Just listen to everything I have to say, before you go off the deep end.”
He raised a curious brow.
“Now why would I do that, Angel darlin’?”
She sort of laughed.
“Because I came pretty damn close myself. In fact it’s still taking its toll.”
Angel opened her purse and took out her cellphone. She showed him the pictures taken from the mall. Jax reared back and zoomed in looking just as stunned.
“What in the hell?”
“My words exactly.”
“Tara can’t stand Wendy… This doesn’t make sense.”
“Well apparently she had a change of heart. They seemed pretty damn cozy as you can see.”
He shook his head as he scrolled through the pictures. He kept scrolling however and arched his brows. Her jaw dropped and she quickly reached for her phone. Her husband held the phone out of reach and chuckled.
“Do my eyes deceive me or is this before we were official?”
“Jax…” She whimpered still reaching for the phone.
Angel had a picture of Jax in nothing but a towel stepping out of the bathroom.
“I wasn’t aware you liked to watch.” He continued to taunt.
“Oh my God, Jax just give me the fucking phone.” Her entire face was flushed over.
“Hmmm…” He hummed with a smirk as he handed it over.
She pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment.
“Can we get back to our discussion now?”
“I suppose… For now….” He murmured as he gave the signal for her to continue.
She told him how she followed them out and how Wendy walked Tara to her car. That she even waved her off subsequently. With hesitance, she told him about her following Wendy to her apartment and her reasoning behind it. Naturally, he was giving her the stare down of absolute disapproval but said nothing on the matter just yet. She paused once she got to the part of flashing Wendy the picture. And when the one name came up, he practically leaped off the table.
“Jax… let me finish.”
He shook his head and paced the room like a caged animal. And with that lip of his curled…
“Continue…” he replied with a touch of a growl.
Angel drew back the deepest of breaths. She went on about the syringe and what Tig from there. When it came to the part of her admitting to helping Tig stage everything and how she called Happy to help, Jax was seeing red. His teeth ground together to the point of her being able to hear it.
“So let me get this straight… You not only participated in helping Tig stage a fucking OD. But you called Happy, instead of me?! Come on baby, do you know how fucked up that is?!”
“Jax… I knew you were busy with things around here. That and…”
“You would’ve killed Tig before I had a chance to explain the situation.”
“You’re god damn right. I would have. He’s not supposed to step foot in Charming. And he’s not to be anywhere near YOU! Dammit Angel baby, Clay and Tig nearly killed you! Yet you entrusted him enough to be alone with him? Jesus! And out of curiosity, why Happy?”
“Because I know he isn’t sloppy. He’d clean up Tig’s mess and leave no traces back to us.”
“So you and Happy went behind my back on this?”
“I wasn’t meaning to go behind your back Jax. Why do you think I’m telling you all this?! If I was truly going behind your back, I wouldn’t have said shit. That’s not what this is!”
“You went behind my back in the sense of not calling me. Instead you called fucking Happy. Therefore you BOTH went behind my back on this!”
She pinched her eyes shut. And felt as if she’d start bawling at any given moment. She never meant to make him feel betrayed in any sense. That’s not even what went through her mind. She just wanted to help in whatever way she could.
“I’m sorry… That was never my intention. I didn’t see it as going behind your back. But I can see why you think that now. I take full responsibility. I told Happy not to utter a word on this. Not until I came to you first. So please, don’t take this out on him. It’s all on me…”
“I can’t do that. He defied me the second he agreed to meet you there. And that right there is what I’m trying to get the club to stop doing. There’s entirely too much side shit going on. That’s how things get dirty. And I won’t have my old lady playing a part in that. Think about it… One hair follicle, one finger print, one witness and bam you’re fucked. And I can’t have that baby. You gotta understand where I’m coming from here.”
“What are you going to do?”
“That’s not your concern.”
“Jax it’s my doing not his… and what do you mean by it’s not my concern? It sure as hell is!”
“Last I checked I was running this club. Not you!”
Her jaw dropped in disbelief.
“Is that really what you think of me?”
“I told you I didn’t want you getting in too deep but here you are…”
“Don’t you dare!”
“You’re so concerned with keeping me safe you’re pushing me away! Stop it!”
He shook his head and started towards the door.
“I haven’t even finished telling you everything!”
“You mean to tell me there’s more?!”
“It’s just something Tig said…”
“And what did the betraying shit have to say?”
“That Kozik can’t be trusted.”
Jax sort of laughed.
“I already know about their little spat. As for Tig he no longer has a say in what the MC does.”
“Jax please… I really think we should listen to him on this. He seemed pretty adamant and shaken up to be honest.”
“You want to listen to the words of a traitor?”
“Think about it Jax… How did Abel get that gun?”
He dropped his hand and narrowed his eyes in thought. Angel put a hand along his arm. “We need to take this threat seriously…”
He nodded and started out the door. Angel followed him out and her heart sank as he headed right on out the club doors.
“SHIT!” she hollered out already knowing.
She chased after him but he was already on his bike.
“NO JAX!” Angel cried out in desperation as she ran towards him.
The bike roared to life however and he hauled ass out of there.
Her hand shook as she took her cell phone out and dialed Tig.
“Hello?” He answered sounding bewildered.
“Where are you?”
“At a convenient store, heading out of town.”
“Good keep going. Don’t come back. I mean it Tig.”
“Let me guess, you told the hubby?”
“You know I had no choice. I won’t lie to him Tig. I’m sorry, but he needs to know these things.”
Tig sort of laughed.
“Well shit… You’re a righteous pain in the ass, you know that?!”
“But I gotta give you props, sweetheart. You’re one in a million. Jax is a lucky son of a bitch.”
“Not so sure he agrees at the moment…”
Tig grimaced on the other line as she started to cry.
“Come on doll… Now none of that.”
She nodded and staggered back against the car.
“You didn’t see the look on his face. I’ve been married no more than 24 hours and I’ve already lost his trust.”
“I truly doubt that.”
“And I feel like such a cold hearted bitch.”
“Because I never asked how he felt about Wendy. Jesus Tig, I totally disregarded their past and Abel! I’m such a fucking bitch!”
She froze as he entered the area on his phone. He nodded towards her and hung up. She clamped a hand over her mouth and rushed over.
“You can’t be here! They’ll kill you!”
“I’m tired of running. And I’ll be damned if Jax takes this out on you.”
“I thought you were heading out of town.”
“Yeah well… I lied that’s nothing new. It’s ironic, really. I had just parked outside the club when you called. I suppose I’m turning myself in. So call the hubby… Let’s get this over with.”
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
Tig’s eyes went wild at the familiarity of the voice. He grabbed Angel and placed her behind him as if on instinct.
“I was gonna ask you the same.”
Angel swallowed back as Kozik and his buddies were making their way over. Kozik nodded towards Angel.
“Shouldn’t you be heading back inside?” he spoke as if he had some sort of authority over her.
“Last time I checked you weren’t my old man.”
“Believe me that’s a good thing…” Tig threw out there as he eyed Kozik down.
“You’d have ended up in a ditch somewhere.”
She covered her mouth in a gasp, as Kozik darted over and punched Tig in the face. Tig returned the blow and it became a full on brawl. Angel gritted her teeth however as Kozik’s buddies joined in.
“KNOCK IT OFF!” She shouted as they were beating the shit out of him.
Frankie shoved her back, knocking her to the ground.
“HEY!” Opie shouted as he’d just exited the clubhouse just in time to catch wind of this. He helped Angel to her feet and she brought her gun out and fired it into the air.
“ENOUGH!” she shouted.
She aimed her gun at Kozik.
“Back up! All of you!”
She took her cellphone out from her pocket and called Jax.
“What’s going on?” Opie questioned.
Kozik went for his gun and Angel shot at his hand.
“FUCK!” He hollered out as she somehow managed to barely clip his hand with the bullet.
“Next one goes further south…”
“Baby… I love you. But you’re not talking me out of this…”
She sighed as if truly disappointed.
“Okay, so no talking… I’ve other means of persuasion. By the way he’s here…”
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