Crazy, Stupid, Love

'Good Morning'.

He smirked as he woke up to her straddling his lip in nothing but his shirt, the hint of lace showing from Victoria Secret Lingerie, she wore beneath the shirt.

'Morning babe'.

He still couldn't believe how amazing she looked first thing in the morning and she looked exceptionally good in his clothes.

His hands slipped under the shirt, touching her skin and she looked at him as she pressed her lips to his.

His hand tangled in her hair deepening the kiss, while his other hand made its way up her body and he cupped her breast in his hand and she gasped in pleasure.

He took this opportunity to roll her over on her back and unbutton his shirt, dipping his head to drop kisses on her stomach, before kissing every inch of skin in his sight.

It had been 6 weeks since there first night together, 6 weeks full of late night rendezvous, sneaking around and her crashing over at his place, it was like they were in high school.

It was a surprise that they had the time to see each other with him always on the road due to his life within the club and her working but they found a way to make it work and this was one of those rare days where his phone hadn't rang since the day before and so they were both making the most of it.

Even though they found a way to see each other to her all that matter was that whatever happened in the club was the club business all that really mattered to her is that he came home in one piece.

She never asked him questions about what he done before coming to her as she was always scared of the answer and he appreciated that because even though she knew about the club and had accepted it, he didn't want to let her know how dark things could really get.

But he knew she noticed on the nights he would sneak in and head straight to the shower, to rinse himself clean of his night.

With her it was different, he felt it, it in every touch, each time she cried out his name during their lovemaking or even when they were just sleeping her head resting so comfortably on his chest, while her hand rested just above his heart.

He knew that this was more than simple lust this was love, he loved her.

How could he not love her, she was perfect, crazy to be in a relationship with him but perfect even so and at that moment she was looking at him with eyes so warm and soothing, that he kissed her, hearing her sigh sweetly as his lips touched hers.

He didn't admit this love to her, in fear of history repeating itself and he one day came back to find that she had fled finding his love for her too dangerous to handle.

He felt her hands in his hair and looked at her and she smiled and he moved back up to kiss her but their kisses was interrupted by the sound of Abel crying through the baby monitor and he groaned causing her to laugh.

She walked into the room and picked up the baby who was crying, his big blue eyes staring up at her, his hands stretched out to her and she picked him up cradling him to her chest, which seemed to relax him as he put his thumb in his mouth.

1008 hours, that's how many hours she had been back in Charming. When she first came back after Modesto, everything was fine, she went about her life as normal and then the phone calls started.

At first she thought it was a wrong number or telemarketing but then the calls became more constant.

Until she finally couldn't take it no more and she answered the phone and everything changed for her.

'Who is this?'.

She snapped holding the phone in her hands, there was a long pause of silence and she really thought it was a wrong number but then she heard the song she had heard so many times before a song that he used to make her feel fear.

I'll seek you out,
one more word and you won't survive.

'Hello Peyton, I've missed your voice'.

She didn't speak fear filled her veins as her hands shook as she held the phone, she heard him chuckle at her silence.

She ended the call but that didn't stop him from calling and when she ignored the calls he would just leave her messages.

She had tried to go about her life as normal but she was barely sleeping and when she wasn't for more than a couple of hours before she woke up in a cold sweat.

Her lack of sleep was affecting her moods and everyone was noticing but she denied it and acted like she was fine.

But she was falling apart; she was stressed and constantly watching over her shoulder waiting for him to jump out and this time she wouldn't be able to get away.

He ran his fingers through his hair as they lay in bed together, his hand resting on her bare hip.

This wasn't normal for her, ever since she and Nathan broke up, she struggled to find someone she wanted to be with and found herself thinking that maybe when she left Nathan to go on tour she had ruined everything and that Nathan was the one she was meant to be with but then she met Jax and everything changed.

She found herself in a more passionate relationship, a passion so strong that it not only burned within her but through him also consuming them.

Their need for each other was indescribable.

She used to have her worries with Nathan about their physical relationship but with him it didn't matter he worshipped her body, claiming every part of her as his own.

His mouth covered his as he kissed her lazily; there was no rush they had their moments when there love making was wild and lust filled to those moments like now when it was all about taking their time and not rushing it.

Her legs wrapping around his hip as he slowly entered her, caressing her cheek as he nuzzled her neck.

Whispering things into her ear, people wouldn't believe he would ever say as their limbs tangled together, the same need races through them both a shared desire.

She thought the change of scenery would do her good, she felt like a prisoner in her own home.

Every room felt smaller and she felt like she was being watched even though she wasn't she felt the need to be around people.

She walked down the street looking in store windows, trying to busy herself from what was really going on with her.

She noticed the glances people gave her as she walked past them head down, too afraid to make eye contact in case it was his eyes she found herself staring into.

So she kept herself focused on the stores she walked past.

Her head had been hurting for most of the day but she ignored it, most likely a sign of lack of sleep, she slipped on her sunglasses hoping for some relief.

But the pain was hard to escape as the pounding was all she could feel and she put her hand to head, as she stopped to cross over to the shaded side of the street.

He saw as he pulled up his car crossing the road, looking back at people as she did.

Hand on her head as she swayed while crossing the road and then she stopped walking and her legs gave out underneath her and she collapsed in the middle of the street.

'You're a really bad influence on me, Teller'.

She called out to him while he was in shower and heard him laugh.

'I didn't hear you complaining before'.

He replied sticking his head out of the shower to find her standing there.

'You just going to stand there or are you going to join me?'.

She shrugged as she pulled the t-shirt over her head and smirked.

'What do you think I'm going to do?'.

She asked walking over to the shower, laughing as he pulled her under the warm spray of water pulling her wet body to his, his lips seeking out hers as the water rushed over them both.

'No answer'.

Opie said looking at Gemma as they stood in the waiting room of St Thomas Hospital after getting a call from Deputy Hale that Peyton had passed out while crossing the road.

Opie was with Gemma while Half Sack had gone over to Jax's place.

While they, they hadn't seen her since was brought in and so they waited.

She wasn't exactly thrilled to have the mother of her high school love in the hospital waiting room.

This was the second time in a year that she had found herself dealing with a member of Jax's family but this was different she had no idea that Jax had a half-sister but she had watched her be wheeled past her.

She walked out of Peyton's room and towards the waiting room Gemma stood up and walked over to her and they stood facing each other before Gemma spoke.

'How is she?'.

'She's going to be fine; she has a slight concussion and a fracture to her right wrist'.

'That's good'.

'Gemma, I hate to pry but Deputy Hale, mentioned that she was acting strangely almost like she was frightened or paranoid as she was crossing the road, has she been under any sort of stress lately?'.

'Just the same stress as everyone else'.

'Normal stress doesn't make you pass out in the street, she's lucky it wasn't a busy day for traffic, she would be here right now with more than just a fractured wrist'.

Gemma scoffed at Tara's words.

'You think that she's stressed about her brother being part of SAMCRO'.

'I didn't say that, I'm just concerned for someone so young she shouldn't be collapsing like that?'

'Well it's nothing we can't handle as a family'.

She replied putting an end to the conversation and walking away.

'At some point we are really going to have to leave the comfort of your bedroom'.

He shrugged stroking her hand as she played with Abel who sat in front of her sucking his blanket while slapping his hands on the bed.

He was about to say something when the door knocked.

'Saved by the knock'.

He said as she moved forward allowing him to get up and answer the door.

'I'm coming'.

He called as he opened the door and looked at Half Sack as he stood at his door.

'What's the emergency got you almost breaking down my door?'.

'It's Peyton, man she collapsed in the street and was rushed to St Thomas'.

He looked between at him once and then walked back into the house; she stared at him as he walked inside.

'What's wrong?'.

She didn't know what to say as she walked beside him into the hospital, she had been silent ever since he said that Peyton was in the hospital.

They found Gemma sitting outside her room and she looked at them both as they came into her view.

'Where is she?'.

'Resting, she's going to be okay, just a fractured wrist, nothing to worry about?'.

'She passed out in the street how is that not something to worry about?'.

Gemma stood up and touched his face.

'Look she made me promise not to tell you but she came to me and told me something that I swore I wouldn't tell you but she is going through something serious and she told me she could handle it but she can't Jax it's eating her up, she needs you be her big brother'.

He nodded at what his mother said; he looked at Haley who smiled. 'Go, I'll be here'.

He kissed her hand before walking into the room.

She remembered arriving at the hospital and being asked questions by the doctor but after that she fell asleep.

She felt something brush against her head and opened her eyes to the bright fluorescent lights above her head, she turned her head and saw him sitting there a look of concern on his face as he held his hands close to his mouth and just looked at her.

'Jax'.

Her voice was weak and he moved the chair closer to her bedside, touching her arm.

'How you feeling?'.

'Not great, I didn't mean to have you all worried'.

He sighed as he looked at her, he saw it now and he wondered how he didn't see it before the fear in her eyes was so clear how did he not see that something was going on with her.

'You want to tell me what's going on?'.

'Nothing I was tired that's all'.

'That's not what my mum tells me, you want to tell me the truth or should I bring my mum in here and let her tell me'.

She didn't respond and he stood up and she took his hand and he sat back down.

'3 years ago, I met this guy called Ian Banks, we dated for a while and things were going good and then things started being not so good'.

She told him everything, how things had gone from going so well to him turning on her.

He listened to her every word, hearing the tremble in her voice as she told him what had happened on that night all those years ago, the shake in her hand as she told him how scarred for life she was as he had pinned down to her bed.

Anger filled his veins; he should have been there to protect her.

As she continued and told him how he had started again with the phone calls and the messages, the anger spread through him and she saw it in his eyes as he looked at her but the anger softened as she started to cry for the first time in front of him.

'I'm scared, I don't want to live that nightmare again, and I just want it to stop'.

He got out of the chair and sat on the bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her and letting her cry on his shoulder.

He knew the best case scenario was that if this guy got caught he would end up in prison most likely to complete his five years only to be released again and come after her and that scenario didn't sit well with him but neither did the only option he could take but as he sat beside her, her soft sobs tore at him in a way that made him not even think about what he would have to do, all he wanted to do was protect his sister from the hell and torment that Ian was putting her through.

'Listen to me this guy isn't going to get a chance to come near you, I promise you, I will make sure that you are safe from him'.

'You can't promise that he'll find a way to get to me, he always does'.

'Peyton, I protect my family and I swear that I will protect you from this, believe me you are going to get past this and live your life without fear of him coming after you'.

She felt his lips against her hair and his arms hold her in a comforting embrace.

She watched Haley sit beside Gemma, she had seen her walk in with Jax, eyes full of concern and then she watched as he raised her hand to his mouth kissing it.

She had seen her a few times at the store but she didn't realise that this was the new women in his life.

Gemma had left the hospital to get relive Half Sack from watching Abel, she sat outside Peyton's room with a coffee in her hand, she didn't want to disturb her and Jax's conversation.

She knew what it was about after Gemma had told her about Peyton coming to see her after coming back from Modesto.

She wondered why Peyton hadn't told her, what she was going through and she felt like she had been so selfish to go around in her state of blissful happiness and not even notice that her friend was suffering.

She watched as the door opened and he walked out, he stopped in the doorway looking back at Peyton for a moment then closing the door behind him.

'She's resting'.

He said answering the question he knew she had wanted to ask, as he sat in the chair next to her and sighed closing his eyes as he rested his head against the wall. Processing what he had been told and also what he would have to do protect her.

'What are you thinking?'.

She asked softly placing her hand on his knee.

'Just thinking about her'.

'I'm sorry, I never mentioned that part of life to you, I thought it was over that she would never experience this again'.

'It's alright'.

She walked over to them not wanting to intrude but she had some forms that Peyton needed to sign as well as medication.

'Jax'.

Haley was the one to look as she walked over while Jax stood up and looked at her.

'Tara, did you treat her'.

'Yeah, I just wanted to drop of some medication with her for the pain and something to help her sleep, she mentioned that she hadn't been sleeping'.

'Thanks for helping her out'.

'It's my job, Jax I was surprised when Hale mentioned that she was your sister, which must have been a surprise for you'.

'It was'.

She looked between the two of them and stood up, her movement caught his attention and he looked at her.

'I need to use the bathroom'.

He nodded at her before she turned and walked away, then he looked back at her, the women that had broken his heart.

'So is she your?'.

She couldn't get the words out but he knew what she was asking and nodded.

'Yeah she is'.

A smile on his face, it broke through the torment and anger that was in his eyes for a moment.

'Are you happy?'.

She had saved his sons life and he would always be grateful for that but she had hurt him, her leaving him had torn him to pieces and while he was glad to have her back in his life, he would never truly be able to move past how truly hurt he was by her leaving him 10 years ago.

'Yeah, I'm happy'.

'That's good, I actually have to get back can you make sure she takes these when she gets released'.

'I will'.

She walked away not saying anything else only looking back as Haley walked to his side, his arm going around her.

It hurt her to see him with her and then she looked at her.

The woman who left Jax Teller and the woman who had Jax Teller.

It had been two weeks since she collapsed in the street, after she was released from hospital.

Haley had booked her an appointment with a psychiatrist so that she could talk freely about how she felt.

She had been staying with Jax, he wasn't going to let her go home and be harassed until this was all over.

He had watched her jump at the smallest most harmless sound.

He refused to let her answer her calls and had set her up with a new phone taking her old one and getting Juice to check exactly where Ian was calling her from.

He had asked Haley one night how bad it had been after he attacked her and she didn't sugar coat it for him.

She told him how she came home one night to find Peyton sitting in the dark a gun in her hand and a knife by her side, she told him how she heard her scream from him to leave her alone from her deepest sleep.

She didn't trust anyone that came to the door; she became trapped in a fear cycle, which stopped her from living.

'I think I've found our guy, this just got sent to me from a friend who works in the Police Department in Bakersfield'.

Juice showed Jax a grainy image of a man walking through a crowded train station and he looked at the picture, this was him.

'That's him'.

He didn't need to be sure, he knew that was him from the picture Haley had shown him, this was the guy who was finding a thrill in keeping Peyton scared.

'You sure you want to do this?'.

'I have to, Opie and Juice come with me, Chibs can you?'.

'Don't worry Jackie Boy, I'll watch out for her'.

'I'll call my friend; tell him to keep an eye on him till we get there'.

'Okay'.

She heard the bike pull up in front of the house, she hadn't been able to sleep something was stopping her from sleeping.

She was laying in bed a magazine in her hands as she flicked through the pages.

She didn't move from the bed as she heard him walk past the room and straight to the shower.

She got out of bed once she heard the door close and picked up the clothes he discarded, she noticed the blood stain that had soaked through his hoodie onto his white t-shirt but didn't think of who the blood may have belonged to as she threw the clothes into the washing machine.

He was pretty easy to find, standing in a bar talking and laughing with a women, a women who had no idea what he was truly capable of.

They had waited for him to leave the bar and followed him as he walked down the darkened streets, whistling a tune to himself.

'Excuse me'.

He turned and looked around as Juice approached him, hood up and head down low that he couldn't see his face.

'Yeah'.

He felt the coldness of the gun against his neck and froze on the spot. 'Long way from Texas don't you think or is this just a stop on the way to Charming, I know who you are Ian Banks and what you did to my sister'.

He let the water just ran over him unmoving as the blood ran from his hands, he did it protect her, his family but he had never killed anyone like before, he didn't know how to react to what he had just done.

He never enjoyed taking someone else's life even though this situation called for it.

Ian had taunted him, told him how Peyton loved it when he tried to rape her, she enjoyed it almost like it was a game.

This was enough to push off the edge as he lay into him over and over again but yet he continued to laugh through a bloody mouth.

'She dressed in a way that she knew would make me want her only to say no to me, your sister is nothing more than a dirty tease, she made me into this and everything that happened she deserved it, I'm not the one to blame her she is'.

Those where the last words that he heard that came from his mouth as he shot him in the chest as he watched him die a small smile appeared on his dying lips and it was this that haunted him.

He walked out of the bathroom, noticing his clothes where gone and he saw the light come from Abel's room and found her humming a lullaby to his son.

He walked over and looked at the innocence's of his sons face and then looked at her and sniffed before leaving the room and retreating to his own.

She followed after him and got into the covers beside him, kissing his back as he reached for her hand and held it.

'Rough night'.

'Yeah'.

She had never heard his voice sound so strained with emotion before and she felt the wetness against her hand as a stray tear rolled down his face.

She knew that something happened tonight something they didn't talk about and this moment was a test of her faith to him and their relationship.

'What happened?'.

'Since I became a father I've had this feeling that something is going to happen, I wondered who is going to die today and I couldn't shake it but tonight that feeling went away and it scared me when it was around but now it's gone, it scares me even more'.

She stroked his damp hair and felt him kiss her hand.

She wasn't confused by his words, she knew what he was talking about she had a similar feeling ever since he found out about Ian, he had become invested in protecting Peyton.

She had heard his hushed conversations with the others about how to handle the situation, she had found the image that Juice been sent but she didn't say anything not because she was accepting it but she understood that he saw only one possible outcome to this situation.

An outcome she didn't like but she hated seeing Peyton retreat into herself being haunted by the memories of her past.

'What do you need, I'll do anything to make it go away just tell me?'.

'I need you, to be here and not leave'.

'I won't leave, even though I know what happened tonight, I don't need you to explain it to me even though I don't agree with it, I know that you did it because you love her and want to keep her safe and I will accept that what happened was to protect her'.

He turned over and looked at her as she looked at him.

I love you'.

He heard the words come out of his mouth without thinking about it and saw the realisation in her eyes that he was actually saying those words to her and she touched his cheek, stroking a fading bruise before kissing it.

'I love you too'.

She did love him, even in this moment of darkness that she would never truly understand the one thing that she understood and accepted was her feelings for him.

So I had to change this chapter I wasn't happy with how it was originally written I didn't like I had both Haley and Peyton acceptable with Jax killing Ian.

So I changed it so that Haley doesn't accept murder but she understands that Jax made this choice out of his love for Peyton and to protect her.

The next chapter will include a time jump and will revolve around a birthday and a death that was featured in the show.

Comment and let me know you think of this new updated chapter