A/N: So this is part two… Also for Sage013. I Hope everyone likes it and reviews.
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As she pulled up to the home of the deceased president and its reigning Queen of SAMCRO she had to bite back the laugh that threatened to burst forth at the sight that met her as she steered the classic car into the driveway. Kneeling on hands and knees was Gemma, with sun visor and granny gloves troweling dirt amidst small rosebushes.
Shooting a grin over at Donna who seemed just as stunned by the sight she hopped out of the car, slamming it so it made a squeak in protest at the brutal treatment and waved enthusiastically over at her 'surrogate mother'.
"Painting your roses red?" She quipped as she walked up the path and stopping right beside the newly planted flowers.
"Smartass" Gemma huffed out as she stood up from the dirt and taking off her gloves, "Aren't you supposed to be in school? I thought you were the 'good influence' on Jackson?" Gemma snapped all in good fun.
Looking down at the cement walk she dusted the pavement clean of loose dirt, and shrugging her shoulders.
"We're on Lunch. Thought we would come by and see what was to eat. Ya know your cooking's better than anything in the cafeteria at school Gem." Donna spoke up, taking Gemma's inquisitive stare off her.
Breathing a soft sigh of relief from the wordless interrogation she rolls her eyes at her cowardice and straightens for battle like the woman before her.
"Uh huh, sure" Gemma says skeptically eyeing both Donna and herself before leading the way into the house. "You girls okay with roast beef sandwiches and chips? I haven't started anything for dinner, so the option of a grand dining experience is just gonna have to wait." Gemma said in a flurry as she deposited her 'gardening essentials' on the entryway table before moving further into the house and going straight to the fridge.
"Yep sounds good to us, honestly anything will be better than Ms. Frankels' mystery meat." She told her as she and Donna made themselves comfortable at the big dining table.
"So why are you girls really here?" Gemma asked conversationally as she started to assemble the culinary confections.
She looked sideways at Donna who gave her an encouraging nod and a smile. Catching sight of the family photos lined up on the buffet table behind Donna's shoulder she can't help the sly grin that overtakes her face as she thinks about the contradiction that is Mrs. Gemma Teller. Big bad motorcycle queen and yet still old softy, mama bear when it comes to her cubs the thought zings through her brain as her gazes settles on a picture of a smiling young Jackson Teller, covered in mud and beaming at the camera. Her heart squeezes whether from love or pain, she isn't sure but it hurts all the same.
"Is someone gonna tell me what the hell is going on or am I going to have to jump to the worst case scenario?" Gemma's frustrated voice snapped at the pair of them as she set the two plates down on the table before turning around to get the drinks, effectively breaking her from her trance.
She gulped down the lump of nerves caught in her throat and picked up a salt and vinegar chip before popping it into her mouth and chewing it painstakingly until the glare Gemma shot her. Swallowing the salty mush she met Gemma's intense stare head on. Go to the wizard and ask for his help the voice of the scarecrow danced invisibly through her eardrums.
"You're not pregnant are you?" Gemma asks her before sweeping her eyes over to Donna who vigorously shakes her head no before her eyes settle on me and stay there.
Ask the wizard for courage to get over Jax her very own Jiminy cricket shouts as The queen and I are locked in a battle of wills.
Finding my courage in the pit of my stomach, coincidentally next to my shattered heart I accidently shout a no over the uneaten sandwich causing her friend and the matriarch to both jump a little in surprise. Gaining my bearings again I shake my head and whisper softly out a no before digging into my food.
"Well thank god for that. I would have to ring Jax up by his ears if he got you pregnant, no offense sweetie but you ain't ready to be his Old Lady yet." Gemma said her voice tinged with a bit of relief and yet sadness at the prospect of having to wait for grandkids.
I snort as I swallow the bite of roast beef at the thought of telling Jax I'm pregnant or better yet showing off my crow.
"Well then if I ain't going to be a grandmother anytime soon then what's with all the cloak and dagger secret stuff?" She asks getting more comfortable in the chair as she watches as Donna and I eat our lunches.
After her plate was empty of any trace of food she took one last sip of her coke before getting down to business.
"I need your help." She told her surrogate mother, trying not to fidget in her seat.
"Okay" Gemma agreed apprehensively, grabbing at her hands and stilling the lazy patterns she was making on the hard oak table.
"It's about Jackson" She adds waiting for the woman to resend her help, because as much as Gemma claims to love her like a daughter the woman will always be in Jackson's corner come hell or high water. However the look never comes and so she launches into her painful tale of her son and his Jackass, cheating ways with the wannabe Old Lady.
"So what do I do?" She implored looking at the mother of the boy who caused her heartbreak.
Gemma tilted her head, causing her hoop earrings to jangle slightly and it remind her of rain on a tin roof; calming, peaceful. It suits her the immediate thought flashes through her head before she listens intently as Gemma begins to tell her what she should do in this situation.
"Well that explains why Jackson was so damn moody yesterday." Gemma says offhandedly before looking softly over at the timeline of her little boy displayed in ink and paper. "I'll tell you what need to do but you can't tell Jax I gave you the idea or even helped you out Understand, or else I'll have Happy show you exactly why he has that nickname." She said sternly before taking our silent nods of acceptance as agreement.
"So how exactly are we going to make Jax realize he made a big mistake?" Donna questions excitedly practically jumping across the table and bowing down to Gemma for all her knowledge.
"You mean besides the obvious way?" The queen says sarcastically while looking down at her wedding ring.
"And what exactly is the obvious way?" She asks curiously before the famous eye roll is flicked in her direction, and the woman across the table leans forward so her forearms are resting on the table and she's staring her straight in the eye.
"You dump him." Gemma says it so casually and without feeling that for a split second she is stunned and her heart feels like it physically stops beating but before she can form a coherent sentence to protest the idea Gemma shoos the idea way before launching into her real plan.
"Wait, what? Why would you suggest Tara dump Jax? I-I-I mean from what She told me she doesn't even know if he actually followed through with anything" Donna screeches and sputters at the Lady of SAMCRO.
"Relax Donna, don't have a stroke. I merely suggested the option to see how she would react and given the fact that as soon as the words left my mouth her skin got three shades paler then it already is and she looked like she was about to die I knew that she wants Jax back and forever.
"Huh that is actually a really smart ploy you just did." Donna compliments her after the genius-ness of it washes over her.
"Oh yeah, great idea. Nearly give me a heart attack, as if I haven't suffered enough in the last three days." She grumbles but doesn't deny the effectiveness of the ploy at least now Gemma knows her intentions are good.
"Trust me sweetie, after this plan works Jax will be puddy in your hands that he won't bother looking at a used up croweater, hell, even a croweater in training." Gemma says sagely, however the smug smile on her face is like yin and yang, opposite but totally makes sense.
"So tell us the plan already." Donna demands itching to help anyway she can.
The original crow leaves them in suspense as she cleans up the plates and soda cans, before grabbing a few beers from the fridge and sitting back down at the table.
"Nothing's sweeter than revenge." She smiles evilly before twisting off the cap and toasting them, "The only way to make sure my son doesn't wander like a lost puppy in heat is if you show him and every other bitch that he's yours and you hold the leash." She explains in between sips of the barley and wheat.
"Isn't that what a crow tattoo is for?" Donna asks before taking a timid sip of the beer.
"Yes and no, the crow tattoo symbolizes your allegiance to the club and that you are off limits from other clubs and club members. It however doesn't stop hussies from trying to take what's yours. You have to put them in their place." Gemma says while showing off her own tattoo below the neckline of her very low-cut top.
"Your plan might work for all the bimbos at school and the disgusting ones that hang around the clubhouse but how is it going to stop Jax from wandering or even thinking its okay to wander?" She asks as the thought of that blonde hussy touching Jackson makes her see red.
She watches as Gemma lets out a great big sigh like its physically painful that she has to explain every little piece of the revenge puzzle.
"Because what's more of a turn on then showing you're over him? Other guys wanting you and flirting back. Hell my son bats his eyes at a few girls and has one sitting on the back of his bike and you freak out and ignore him like the bubonic plague. I know my Jackson, he is a jealous creature like me that way, and I know that if he even thought there was a possibility of losing you to someone else he would never take you for granted. So you have to show him that you are indispensable." Gemma explained before finishing off her beer, waiting to see how she would take the information.
Her heart beat out the tempo to the first verse of R-E-S-P-E-C-T without her being aware of it before she steeled her features and with a final glance at Donna stared at the Queen, the woman who knew more about men and especially her son than anyone else on the planet.
"Alright, after all what's that saying, "Vengeance is mine, I will repay." She says before breaking into a smile before clinking bottles all around.
"Friday night, clubhouse. Jax is getting the rest of his SON'S tattoo filled in, be there at nine sharp, wear something you wouldn't normally be seen in, think bedroom eyes only and I promise before the ink dries my horn dog of a son will be begging you to forgive him and groveling on his knees." Gemma told them as they made their way out the door two hours later after the plan was nailed down and Gemma had assured her that everything would work out.
Walking out of the house and down the steps she couldn't help but smile. She felt lighter already, she knew that going to see the Wizard would be best. Before she entered into her car, she heard Gemma call out her name. Turning back to look at the wise woman and hear anymore advice the words that came out of the queens' mouth had her head in a tizzy.
"Oh and if you can, ignore him as much as possible during the hours he's at school. You do that and I'll take care of the sorry sap for Friday's performance." Gemma told her before blowing her a kiss and shutting the front door with a soft click.
Now who will Gemma find to make Jax jealous? She thought as she got in her car and backed out of the driveway before depositing Donna at her door before she made her way through the pothole side streets to home.
Maybe if I click my heels the answer will appear She thought hopefully as she turned on the radio before an interesting sight caught her eye as she drove past.
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