Author's Note: I do not own any of the SOA characters except for Nadia.
I Will Leave You!
Clay slugged the last bag into the back of their Cadillac truck before closing it. Why did Gemma always have to pack so much? For only 4 goddamn days!
"Clay, did you get the camera?" she asked as she sifts through her large black bag for it.
Clay settled into the driver's seat and looked at her trying not to lose his temper. She had been ordering him around about this trip for over a week. His wife had always been a perfectionist but when group activities such as these arose, she shifted into pure planning Nazi mode.
"Yes, dear" The way he said dear made Gemma give him a stern look her eyebrow raised. Clay straightened up quick massaging the nape of her neck.
"Babe, I did everything that was on the list you gave me. Everything will go according to plan." He soothed her.
Clay handed her the list; her eyes scanned it quickly with a smile before she leaned in and kissed him.
"I don't deserve you." She mused.
"You got that backwards, babe." Clay put the truck in drive before pulling off.
* * *
"If he doesn't eat his food, don't throw it away. Just keep it warm. He likes leftovers."
Tara told Adele who nodded trying to take sleeping Abel out of Tara's arms.
Jax smiled at his overprotecting girlfriend. Tara still beat herself up for not doing something different when Abel was taken. He knew it wasn't kind to think but he would much rather see Half-Sac sprawled out on the floor dead than Tara.
Tara trusted Adele; she truly did. Adele's husband was doing a ten year prison sentence right now and she had preferred to stay in Charming. Tara just hated leaving Abel. When Jax had brought him home for the first time; it was as if someone had taken their hands off her throat and she could breathe again. Her son was home. That was three years ago but she still refuse to become complacent.
"Tara, Clay is here. We gotta go." He said gently running his fingertips up and down the spine of her back.
Tara had heard the horn too as she kissed the top of Abel's head. She felt Adele's soft hand cupping Abel and allowed the older woman to take Abel out of her arms. Tara tucked her hair behind her ears.
"If you need us, call. You have all our numbers?" Tara asked nodded her head as she said it.
"Yes, Tara I have all the numbers. Go and enjoy yourself, honey." Adele said rocking Abel gently.
"Thanks for taking care of him, Adele. I really appreciate it." Jax said as he gently pulled Tara out of the house.
She finally clasped her hand within his as they walked to the car. Jax slugged their duffle bag over his shoulder as the entire truck looked at the couple.
Gemma never took her eyes off of Tara. Layla leaned over the seat and kissed Tara on the cheek as Opie large hand came up and ruffled her hair. She smiled in spite of everything.
"How you doing, sweetie?" Gemma asked. Tara looked at her through the rearview mirror. Tara simply shrugged and gave Gemma a faint smile.
Jax jumped into the truck pulling Tara to him. "He'll be fine, he loves Adele." He whispered in her ear. Tara nodded, knowing he would be. He brought her fingers to his mouth and kissed them one by one. Making her smile.
"Let's get the hell out of here." Clay said turning up his radio and pulled off.
* * *
"Mommy!" The sound of his two boys made Happy smirk to himself as he fed his daughter. Her own eyes widened at the sound of her mother's voice.
"Go see mama, Mai." He said after wiping her face and taking her out of the high chair. The 8 month old quickly, well as quickly as she could bolt for the hallway.
Happy cleared the table, loading the dishes into the washer as he heard the laughter from the hallway.
"My sweet girl! How have you been fairing with all these boys?"
Happy leaned on the wall wiping his hands off as he watched his watched his wife get pummeled on the floor by their three children. This was their routine. R.T. was already running off everything that had happened in the past two weeks that she had been away.
Hunter was telling her how he was working on his Kendo skills and how he had been training on his father. Mai was just happy to be there in the fold of things, her curly brown hair bouncing all over the place.
"Alright, let her breathe boys! She just got home." Happy rumbled.
Always the obedient the boys detached from their mother and R.T. picked up Mai who just looked at Happy with his mother's green eyes. Mai whined slightly but one look from Happy hushed her right up. She was a quick learner.
"Get your coats on, gets your bags. R.T. get your sister's things together."
"Yes, Papa. Come on Hunter." R.T. said as they walked upstairs.
"You run a tight ship here, Rossin." His wife said still laying on the floor. She was wearing a simple black dress and red heels. Her hair was down and he could see that she was wearing pearls.
He lay down next to her. It hadn't gotten any easier over the years to see her go back and forth to Japan. Over there she was Ava Nakajima, right hand to the most powerful woman in power of the Yakuza. Right now as he looked at her and she traced the outline of his jaw line she was Nadia Tavare, mother and wife.
"I learned from the best." Happy concluded. He pulled her close and kissed her with all the need; the message was loud and clear. I miss you, even when he couldn't vocalize it.
The galloping down the stairs made Nadia pull her lips off her husband to scowled her children. "You will walk in my house. There is no running." She snapped in Japanese pulling herself up.
Out of respect the boys looked down "sorry mama." They spoke in Japan.
Nadia kissed each of their foreheads. She sat her PDA down on the mantle. "As requested." She sulked.
Happy tilted his head to the side "don't be sneaky. The other one too, Princess." He said in their language.
Nadia's eyes narrowed as her husband and eldest son looked at her. Nadia lifted her dress taking the second phone out of her strap on her high thigh. She sat that one on the mantle and gave him a smirk. Happy made the kissing sound with his lips.
"Rossin, I have enough time for a shower?" she asked more in a rhetorical question.
Happy got up "no, Talvis will be here in 10 minutes." Nadia was already heading upstairs, ignoring him. He was used that.
R.T. smiled "I'm glad mama's home." Happy stood up pulling the hat further on his eldest son's head. "Me too kid."
Nadia exhaled in relief to be home even if it was only for a minute. She stepped out the dress in the walk in closet. Punching in the code of the center island that housed her and Rossin's jewelry and watches the far right corner opened with a gratifying click. She smiled as she looked at the hidden gun rack. The gun rack was the only feature Rossin wanted full control over as well as the other hidden weapons around their house. The Winchester Model 70 (Rossin's favorite Shotgun) and Boss O/U was also missing (her favorite shot gun). She placed her personal berretta in its place in the rack above the knife that Rossin had kept for all theses years. The one she stole off the trucker.
"NADIA, get that ass moving! We aint got all day woman!" Rossin's gravel voice growled up to her from down below.
Nadia stretched her arms above her head taking her time to get to the shower. He didn't scare her.
* * *
"Tell me about this, again." Lonnie asked as she zipped up Juice's bag. He kissed her shoulder as he walked passed her to their closet tossing the dirty shirt on the bed. Lonnie frowned slightly picking up the shirt and tossing it into the hamper.
Juice pulled the clean white shirt over his head. "Well we usually go camping annually. The four closest charters get together, pick a camp ground and go hunting. It's pretty cool."
"Like a family union." Lonnie called over her shoulder as she placed their bags by the doors.
Juice snaked his arms around her waist. "Yeah, sort of like that." Lonnie gave him her signature smirk that made all the guys in Charming do a double take.
"I'm glad you're coming." He said kissing the tip of her nose.
"And where else would I be, Jean? I have to stick by my Papi." She winked pushing him back against the wall.
Juice could feel himself getting a chub.
She raised her eyebrow with a look of sadness on her face. "Too bad we don't have enough time. Tig will be here any minute."
Juice eyes widened "we do have time." He said trying to unfasten her belt to her cut off shorts.
She stuck her tongue out which Juice captured with his mouth moaning into her kiss.
!!!!!!!!!!
Lonnie started laughing as she tried to pull apart from Juice with a little struggle.
"Tig is an asshole." Juice said releasing his grip on her belt.
Lonnie put the bag over her shoulder. "Tell em' I'll be there in a minute." Juice called to her as she walked out the door.
The slick silver Expedition sat in front of their apartment building. Chibs got out of the truck where Vince gave her the head nod out of his window.
Chibs took the bag off her shoulder pulling her in for a kiss on the top of her head. "Where's your worthless boyfriend at? Got you out here carrying his shyte!" Chibs chuckled. Lonnie laughed at his scolding Juice.
Tig and Bobby whistled at Lonnie from their respected places in the truck.
"What are you guys? A bunch of sailors now?" She called to them.
Chibs put the bag in the back with the rest of the bags as she got into the truck. She hugged every guy and then charged at Tig who didn't like being touched at all.
Tig had always been her favorite. She felt like he was just so fucking crazy that a sprinkle of knowing that someone cared couldn't hurt.
"You look like the black Lara Croft. I'm glad you stop cutting your fucking hair." Tig said.
Lonnie leaned forward and gave his arm a good wack. "Watch your mouth!" she laughed.
Bobby leaned up holding the head rest "You wanna borrow my gun, darlin?" he asked batting his lashes playfully.
Lonnie rolled her eyes "You'll let anyone hold your gun, Bobby. I'll pass."
That made Vince laugh "I should have stayed up and talked to you that morning. With legs like those."
Lonnie flipped Vince the bird.
Tig looked at Lonnie through the rearview "you are such a lady."
"Where the hell is Juice?" Vince growled from the back. Lonnie shrugged "he said that he'd be here in a minute."
Tig rested his head on the wheel "every fuckin time man."
"What is he doing? Rubbing one out? You didn't give him a quick" Bobby raised his eyebrows suggestively.
"No, because I like to be on time." Lonnie reasoned.
"That's it, I'm fucking leaving him." Tig said adamant.
Lonnie settled in her seat. "I'm happy to go on this vacation."
Tig pulled off, just as Juice strolled down the walkway. Tig's eyes narrowed "Is he strolling? The Mohawk wearing freak."
Juice smile disappeared as he watched the truck start to speed up. The truck erupted in laughter as Juice began to sprint towards the moving truck.
Tig opened his window "I'm Leaving You!" he yelled out to Juice.
Lonnie opened the passenger door and held out her hand for Juice.
"DON'T BE A PUSSY BOYO. RUN FOR IT!" Chibs yelled out the window.
Juice gripped Lonnie's arm as she braced herself against the door frame. He barreled into the truck closing the door behind him.
"I had to piss!" he defended himself as the curses flew from the other 4 bikers mouths.
Lonnie kissed her boyfriend leaning against him. "I know, babe."
As the truck grew louder with chatter, Lonnie realized something. She was the only female in the truck. 5 hours with 5 rowdy boys.
How did she get suckered into this? She should have ridden in Fi's car.