Noelle leaned against Jax as he yelled at whoever was on the other end of the phone call that was in progress. The caller had been relentless, the calls had been incessant and disruptive. It had caused them to cut out of lunch early and seek out a quiet place for him to handle his business.
Jax watched as Noelle pushed away from him and dropped on her butt to the grass before laying on her back. Her shirt rose up and he caught a glimpse of her bellybutton ring, a rhinestone J.
"Hurry up." She whispered with a playful smile. Her eyes fixed on the way Jax was standing leaned against the tree.
"I'll be there when I get there Chibs." Jax rolled his eyes and snapped his phone shut. "I fucking swear they can't function without my constant help."
"You are the president." She grabbed his hands to tug him down to the grass with her. "I want you."
"Here?" He looked around, it was pretty much just them there alone. "You want it Noe?"
She nodded and sat up on on her knees and quickly unfastened his belt and pants. "I want it bad Jax." Her hands moved up and down his thighs.
Jax grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her into a standing position. "How bad?" He sucked on her neck hard, leaving behind a bright red mark.
"Very bad." She pushed his boxers down and smirked up at him. "Please Jackson?"
"You know I love it when you beg right Noelle?" He pushed up her skirt and ran a hand over the front of her panties, he could feel how wet she was.
"Jax." She pulled him down to her for a kiss. "Please?"
"Yeah." He pushed her roughly against the tree and kissed her neck.
"Jesus!" They both turned and looked towards where the voice originated from.
"Shit." Jax laughed and fixed Noelle's skirt before fixing himself. "This isn't what it looks like officer."
"Looks like you two were about to have sex in public, last I checked it was against the law to fuck in public." The officer closed the space. "I'm going to need to see ."
"Here." Jax handed the cop his I.D. "Can we leave her out of this shit?" He pulled Noelle close to him.
"No, I'm actually taking you both to the station. This isn't a ticket and go citation, Mr. Teller." The officer looked at Noelle and held his hand open.
"Here." She pulled the I.D from her bra and handed it to him. "I really don't think this is necessary, we haven't technically had sex."
"I don't think you're an officer or a lawyer Miss Montague." He looked at the I.D.
"My dad's a well known cop and my mom is a very well know litigator. I'm a law student, so I have some knowledge of the law." She clenched her fists at her sides, her anger rising as each moment passed.
"Relax." Jax leaned down and whispered to her as the officer walked towards the car. "I have guns on me."
"Shit." Noelle reached into his cut and grabbed the guns. She released the clips and tossed them away and dropped the pistols into the trash can. "You should really not carry these all the time."
"Noe, this is not the time for a fucking lecture." He shook his head.
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Noelle rubbed her wrists as she sat in the plastic chair. The police had set Jax free hours ago but opted to keep her after they found out who Jax was on top of who her parents were.
"Miss Montague." The door closed and a blonde woman in a suit was standing at the head of the table. A smug look on her flat face. "Tell me, how does a girl from an affluent background like yours end up with an outlaw?"
She shrugged and kept the woman's eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about. Jax isn't an outlaw."
The suit scoffed. "I'm Agent Stahl by the way and sweetheart, I think it'd be wise if you didn't play dumb with me." Stahl laid out a series of folders on the table, opening them one by one. "Jackson Teller, president of the Sons of Anarchy, he's out on parole for federal gun charges. How do you not know who you're dating Miss Montague?"
"We just started to date. I mean we don't talk too much if you know what I mean. I know he rides a bike and I know he's a mechanic." Noelle smirked. "As far as anything else, I don't really know what to tell you."
"Do you recognize this blonde?" She opened up a folder. "She claims that you pulled a gun out on her at a party at the SAMCRO clubhouse."
"I did." The brunette smiled. "I wasn't going to shoot her but I wasn't going to let her try to fuck Jax in front of me."
Stahl irked a brow and her mouth hung slightly open. "You haven't seen anything suspicious while at the clubhouse?"
"No!" Noelle smacked the table, her patience was fleeing her with every question the blonde cunt asked her. "You done here?"
"Far from done sweetie. I know you have to know something about that club, those men. You're a law student, so I know you're not fucking dumb." Stahl sat down on the edge of the table and leaned in to Noelle. "How mad is your dad going to be to find out his little girl is running around with an outlaw?"
"Why don't you call him up and ask him how he'll feel?" Noelle hissed at the older woman, her anger finally taking over.
"You're really going to allow yourself to be taken down by the actions of an outlaw? Won't look too well when you go to apply to become a lawyer and your association with the Sons comes to light." She glared at Noelle, she knew that would push the brunette's buttons.
"I have no clue what that club does and I'm being completely honest about that. I swear! I doubt a little indecent exposure charge is going to hinder me from becoming a lawyer." Noelle stood up and backed Stahl into a corner. "Can I go now? Or at least make a call and get my lawyer in here?"
"You're free to go Miss Montague, I'll have a sheriff give you a lift back. Teller is probably worried sick about you and if you squealed on his precious little MC. I'll keep my eyes on you." Stahl pulled opened the door and gave Noelle a pat on the ass with her folder before letting out a cocky chuckle.
Jax watched the black sedan pull onto the lot, he had been driving himself crazy for the past five hours. While he had been let off with just a warning, Noelle had been kept and no doubt questioned. He was worried about her squealing on him and his club.
"Jax!" Noelle hugged him as soon as she got close enough to him. She felt awkward when he didn't return the sentiment. His jaw was twitching and his hands balled into fists as he glared at her with cold harsh eyes.
He grabbed her by the arm and yanked her towards the clubhouse. Ignoring the gazes of his brothers as he shoved her into the chapel and slammed the doors behind him. He took a seat in his normal chair and picked up the gavel. "You want to tell me what the fuck happened?"
"Woah!" Noelle held her hands up. "Jax, I didn't say a damn thing about your club, I swear I didn't!"
"What did they ask you? What did they want?" He stood and walked over to her like he was about to hit her. Instead he pinned her to the wall. "Why the fuck did they keep you Noelle? Were you offered a deal to turn on me and my club?"
"I didn't say shit!" She pushed him. "I wouldn't fucking do that to you ever! I can't believe you even thought for a second I would turn on you or your brothers!"
"Don't fucking dodge my questions! What did they ask you?" He grabbed her by her shoulders, his compassion flying out the window. He didn't care about her being half his size, he just needed to know who kept her.
"An ATF agent! Stahl!" Noelle pulled free from his grasp. "She asked me if I knew anything about your club and I told her no because it's fucking true, I don't know a goddamn thing! I swear even if I did I would never rat! You should worry about that blonde croweater! She talked to the police about you and me. Stahl said she told her I pulled a gun on her."
"Shit." He pinned Noelle back against the wall. "You better never talk to an agent again, you fucking got that shit Noelle? I'm not fucking bullshitting with you here."
Noelle pushed him away and nodded. Her heart was in her throat as she watched a whole new side of Jax. He had always been aggressive with her but this shit was above and beyond that. He was being a fucking asshole and she wasn't about to stand there and accept the abuse. "Got it."
"Good!" He yelled and watched her pull open the doors and rush out. He didn't bother to chase after her, it wouldn't do anything but worsen shit.
Noelle wiped her eyes and collided into a heavy form that sent her to the ground. "Shit, I'm so sorry!" She stood up and dusted herself off as she looked up at Happy who was scowling at her. "I'm sorry don't yell at me!" She backed away and he stalked towards her.
"What's wrong?" He lifted her face and she tried to hide behind her hair. "Jax do this shit?"
"Can you give me a ride home? I'll give you gas money when we get there? I just have to get the fuck out of here. Please Happy?" Noelle shuffled her feet and looked at him.
"Yeah." He grabbed her hand and led her to his bike. He placed his helmet on her head and fastened it. He knew this would look bad in the eyes of his brothers but he didn't care, he just felt protective and wanted to remove her from the situation.
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Happy paused in front of the house and felt Noelle slip from behind him and set the helmet on his seat. The house wasn't what he expected, it read more like a family home than the house of a college student. "You live here alone?"
"Yeah, you can come in. I can offer you coffee or beer." Noelle looked back at him as she unlocked her front door. Her face felt tight from the dry tears and make up. Being on the back of the bike made the tears dry faster than normal.
"Alright." Happy climbed off his bike and tentatively followed her inside. Locked the doors behind him as he walked deeper in the house behind him.
"Beer or coffee?" She stepped into the kitchen and pulled open the refrigerator. "I also have cold pizza and snacks are over in the pantry."
"A beer." He rasped and she handed him a cold one.
"It's the only brand I have." She walked to the sink and wet a paper towel and began to wipe her face off. "I'll grab you that gas money."
"Don't worry about it, just relax." He pointed to the stool across from him. Hoping she would stop beating around the bush and just let him know what made Jax go from loving on her yesterday to yelling at her today.
"Jax and I got arrested today for almost fucking in public. He was let go with a warning and I was kept and questioned by some ATF agent Stahl. She was trying to get information on the club and I didn't fucking say shit because I don't know shit. I got to the clubhouse and Jax fucking went ballistic, he yelled at me and pushed me into the wall." She sighed and stared at the man as she felt the tears roll down her cheeks. She didn't even know when she started crying again.
"Yeah." Happy sipped his beer. "Well, Jax is an asshole."
Noelle pulled her hair into a bun and smacked her lips. "I'm so fucking sorry for unloading this shit on you and crying. I just had to rant to someone and you were the first person who happened across my sloppy ass."
He smirked and grabbed her hand. It was the only friendly gesture he could offer the crying girl. "It's okay. He lost his temper."
"Okay." She frowned. "I'm not used to that side of him. I know he's aggressive and all that. I'm just not used to dealing with his temper. First time for it."
"Yeah." He finished the beer and tossed the can in the trash. "Keep your space, let him come to you when he's cooled off."
"Yeah, okay." Noelle slid off the stool and grabbed a coffee can from the pantry. "You have to let me give you gas money. I feel bad for pulling you away from your club." She pressed a twenty in his hand.
"It's not necessary." He pushed it back towards her. "I'm offended that you think I'll take money from a woman who needed a ride."
"Noelle!" They both turned towards the archway.
"Dad." Noelle moved forward. "What are you doing here?"
"I got a call from a friend saying my daughter was detained and questioned by the ATF!" He yelled. "He the reason you got arrested?"
"No!" She moved in front of Happy. "He's not the one I got arrested with dad. This is Happy, Happy this is my dad Chris."
"Happy?" Chris looked at the bald man sitting behind his daughter and the way he cracked his neck when he took a small step forward. "You need to think about your career Noelle, don't jeopardize your future for whatever guy has you getting arrested with him. You got that!"
Noelle nodded. "Yeah daddy, I got it. It won't happen again."
"It better not." He closed the space between himself and Noelle. Earning a growl and look from Happy who stood and stepped between them. "This is between me and my daughter. It doesn't involve you."
"You hurt her and it'll involve me Chris." Happy stepped out of the middle and took his seat, watching them like a hawk. He wasn't about to let Noelle be disrespected again.
"Noelle, I'm not paying for you to live out here and be reckless. I pay everything so you can focus on school and getting into a respectable law school. You got that shit?" He grabbed her face and looked down at her. "Do you fucking understand me?"
"Yes!" Noelle nodded. "I understand. I've been getting the grades I need to pass dad. Don't worry. I'm not getting distracted by it."
"Good, I'm headed to the airport. Don't make me stop in again Noelle or you'll be forced to pay your own damn way through law school." He jabbed his finger at her. "Love you."
"Love you too." She smiled and watched him leave. Holding her breath until the door slammed shut. "Omg."
"He always that big of a jerk to you Noelle?" Happy watched her go through a dozen different emotions in front of her before her face become emotionless.
"Only when I fuck up." She frowned and sat on the stool. "I'm sorry that you had to see it. It's just not my night."
"Don't apologize, your dad's an asshole like Jax. If he ever does that when I'm around I'll step in." He stood up. "I have to head back, be safe though."
"You be safe." She hugged him tightly. "Thank you Happy."
"Yeah." He peeled her off him and stepped back. "Make sure you lock the damn doors."
"Why does everyone tell me that?" She walked him to the door and watched him step out. She took his advice and made sure the doors were locked before she trudged up the stairs to her bedroom. It had been a long day and she was too tired to even undress, she kicked her shoes off and laid in bed. Soon drifting off to sleep.