A/N: This story was supposed to have been a one off but one person put it on their following list as well as favourite list and I realised that the ending left the story with questions, so hopefully this chapter answers some of them.

Juice puffed nervously on a joint as he sat on the picnic table outside, he had not got back to the clubhouse until late and therefore had not been there when the sheriff had delivered the news of Clay's demise to the rest of the club, he had been informed of it by Tig as soon as he had walked through the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening behind Juice took very little notice of the person who had walked out of the clubhouse until they sat down on the picnic table next to him. Glancing side wards he saw that it was Jax, who was removing a cigarette from his box and lighting it, blowing out a slow breath of smoke before he spoke.

"The job went as I asked, there were no problems?"

"It did and no, there was no problems."

"Good."

Jax paused for a moment before he continued, his hand coming round and gripping the back of Juice neck pulling him closer as he continued so no one would be able to hear the words he was about to say to Juice.

"Now you will not say a word to anyone where you have been today nor why you did what you did because if you do, I will deny it and it will become known to the rest of the members that you are a rat, do you understand me?"

"Y..yesss."

Juice felt Jax remove his fingers from the back of his neck and jump down from the picnic table as he moved towards his bike. Unaware that his conversation had just been observed by his VP, who was already suspicious about the events surrounding Clay's death?

Juice threw down the remains of his joint on the ground, twisting it under his booted foot to put it out and he headed back into the clubhouse. He knew he should go home but all he wanted to do was grab a bottle of beer from the bar and fall asleep in his dorm room but upon entering the clubhouse he was confronted by Bobby who dragged him towards the bathroom determined to get some answers.

xXx

Juice lay on his bed in his dorm room, rubbing the back of his neck where both Jax and Bobby had grabbed him earlier that day, he thought about how he had lied to both men about what had happened to Clay. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket as he tried to not to remember what had really happened when he had been sent to do Jax's dirty work.

FLASHBACK

Juice brought up the gun aiming it at Clay, a man who he had thought of as something close to a father or as close to a father that he had ever known. He did not want to do this but he had known that he had no choice; he knew only too well what would be done to him by the club if he did not do as Jax had ordered him to do.

"I'm sorry Clay but I really have no choice."

Clay seemed to understand what he was saying but at the same time he could see the cold anger in Clay's eyes as he looked back at Juice, as if seeing what Juice would become after he did Jax's dirty work for him for the first time. There would be other times when Jax would use Juice's betrayal against him, Clay knew this and it would finally destroy the man who stood before him, his gun, and a gun that Piney had given to Clay after he had been in the club for five years, clutched in his hands.

There was a flash as the gun fired and suddenly Juice had been unable to hear anything as the sound of another gunshot rang out at the same time as he had discharged his weapon. The other being shot from behind him but close enough to deafen him and he had turned and stared in shock at the person standing behind him.

The sight of the person, an old lady standing quite calmly with a smoking gun in her hand as she stared down at the body of a man who had caused so much heartache and grief for her family, now lay dead on the floor at their feet a bullet hole right between his eyes.

END FLASHBACK

He finally heard his phone ringing as it continued to vibrate in his pocket and he flipped it open.

xXx

It did not take Jax long to get to his mother's house, he knew that Gemma had every right to know that Clay was dead. Even though technically they were no longer together, they were still husband and wife as neither of them had started divorce proceedings yet.

Not bothering to knock on the door as he let himself in, he was surprised to find his mother already had a visitor. Opie's mom was sitting at the table with Gemma both women drinking coffee as they talked and upon hearing Jax entering the house, they both glanced up and looked at him.

"Hey Ma," Jax greeted his mother before he turned and greeted Mary.

"Jackson." Mary greeted him before turning to say goodbye to Gemma. "I'll see you around Gemma."

Before getting into her car, she pulled out her phone and dialled a number that she should not know but did and waited for a several moments until it was finally answered.