Chapter 3 – It's hard to say to goodbye.
-Eight Years Ago-
Charlie had been back from college for a few months and had settled back into the SAMCRO life quite well. Her degree in business came in handy for Gemma who had her helping to run the garage. Luann had wanted her to work at Caracara but Bobby wasn't having it, Charlie was happy that her father didn't want to work there. She didn't want to be surrounded by Porn Pussy all day. Gemma was like her second mum, her own Laura Munson didn't have much time for the club and much to her dismay her only child seemed to embrace the life with open arms. Laura thought it was something to do with a certain Jackson Teller; she was always telling Charlie that she should put her degree to some use and get a proper job. Charlie would always reply, "Mum, I'm happy and nothing else matters".
A few weeks after this encounter with her mum, Jax had finally asked her on their first date. He had asked her where she wanted to go; Jax was shocked when she said the local diner.
On that following Friday, Jax picked her put on his Harley and headed to the diner. Bobby had already warned him that if he broke his little girl's heart that he'll bury him somewhere and nobody will find his body. Bobby was normally the calmest member of SAMCRO but then pushed to the breaking point he was the scariest shit in SAMCRO. He was clam and collect but when something ticked him off, it was like watching a volcano erupting. There was no stopping it.
Jax watched Charlie as she ate her cheeseburger; she had cheese on her chin. He laughed as he reached over and wiped her chin. She whispered to him "what are we doing here?"
"I like you Charlie, I want to see where this goes." Jax honestly replied.
There was a hint of a smile in her eyes.
"Darlin', let's just slow down and see where this goes. I don't want you to get hurt"
Charlie lent over and kissed him with such passion, it nearly knocked Jax side ways.
As Jax entered his Ma's house, he saw his baby girl in her walker roaming round the living room. With his Ma nowhere in sight, he picked her up and walked into the kitchen and saw her stood over the kitchen sink washing her hands.
He smiled at his daughter and put his finger to her lips, he slowly walked behind his mum and then yelled "Hi Ma!" before she could see him. Gemma nearly had a heart attack, but when she heard her grandbaby laugh it was all right.
"Jax, you're a bastard" she smiled at her son.
"Now, language" he said as he pointed to the baby, who was still chuckling at her gamma.
Back at the hospital, the constant beeps and noises coming from Charlie's room had stopped. The whole room was silent.
Dr Henderson ordered one of his nurses to phone a Mr Jackson Teller to tell him the news.
"Hello Mr Teller, there has been some changes to Charlotte Munson's case. It is advisable that you attend the hospital as soon as possible".
As Jax received the message he phoned Bobby and once again SAMCRO was heading to the Hospital.
As Jax and Bobby ran to her room, time seemed to slow down for them both. The nurse who phoned didn't give much away; he phone call could have meant anything. Bobby could lose his daughter. Jax could lose the love of his life. Maddison could lose her mother.
The nurse said that the doctor would be with them soon. Jax slumped on the chair that he had become accustom to over the past few days. After a few moments Dr Henderson appeared "Could you follow me," he said as he motioned for both men to follow him.
Some one had once told Bobby that goodbye isn't had to say, they had clearly never buried someone that had meant the world to them. Someone, who didn't need to die,
Gemma stood in the front row of mourners in the graveyard of Our Lady Church. The woman clutched a damp balled tissue. The Californian sun beamed down and tinted the spray of white lilies that adorned the casket.
The woman inside the casket meant a lot to the members of SAMCRO. Not only was she an old lady and a mother, she played an important role for the men. The second queen they called her.
Beside Gemma stood Clay, a man of few emotions shared a few tears for the loss a loved one.
"Our beloved was known as a woman who grabbed life with both hands and gave her all," the elderly priest said, "She loved each and everyone that stand here today. Bobby told me that her daughter burned the brightest light in her life".
Gemma looked at Bobby who stood to her left and grabbed his hand. During all of this his face hadn't fell, he hadn't cried and he'd strong for the brightest light that had shone in her life.
"Laura Maria Munson, mother to Charlotte Maria Munson and wife to Robert Munson, we send you up to the heavens and we pray that you look down on your family and smile" the priest finished, before the crowd of mourners
"Charlie, you know I love you don't you" he whispered as he began to tell the story of their first date. It was hard to watch the love of his life being lowered into the ground.