I don't own Juice or any of the characters you would see on the show. I only own the OC's that come from my imagination land. A land of Unicorns, Rainbows, and Butterflies.
Enjoy!
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Marianna came to a screeching halt in front of St. Thomas. She quickly unbuckled the seat belt and got out the car. As soon as she shut the door and locked the car, she was already inside the building.
Jax called her about 15 minutes ago about his newborn son being born premature. She was glad that he felt that she should be included in such a family affair.
Walking through the doors, she spotted Jax and everyone else. She ran straight into his arms. "I'm so sorry, Jax. Is he going to be okay?"
Jax sighed, "He's so small, Mari. He has a hole in his heart and a tear in his stomach. His name is Abel."
She gasped, "Are you serious? What the fuck happened?"
Gemma put a hand on her shoulder, "Goddamn Junkie Bitch was shooting up. Caused him to be born ten weeks premature."
"I'll kill her." Marianna ran a hand through her hair "Hey, Jax. Thanks for calling me. I'm really glad that you let me in on this family thing. It means a lot."
He put an arm around her shoulder, "You're family, Mari. Abel is your nephew, you have every right to be here. Whether you like it or not, we accept you. You belong, kinda."
She smiled as he kissed her cheek, "Thanks big bro."
"Now if you excuse me, I have payback to give out." He ruffled her hair and left.
Chibs and Bobby gave her quick kisses to the forehead, muttered goodbyes, and followed behind Jax.
Marianna turned towards Gemma and Clay, her parents. "So, what now? We kill her?"
Clay snorted, "Jesus Christ. You two will kill me." He gave both of them goodbye kisses before going out the same door Jax and the others used before.
Gemma kissed her cheek, "Lets go get ready to party. I bet you haven't partied like a SAMCRO party before."
~O~
"You just let them beat the crap out of each other?" Marianna asked Juice.
He nodded, "They had said some cruel shit to each other today. In SAMCRO, each patched member are apart of this brotherhood. Brothers are never cruel to each other. They will lay down their life at any given moment for each of us."
She cocked her head to the side. "So, you let them fight out their problems, and then hug it out? Seems like a good idea. It really works?"
Juice smiled, "Yeah. Everything goes back to normal after that."
They were silent after that.
Juice sipped his beer while she sipped her water. They both watched as Tig and Happy walked off together to find women to satisfy their needs.
He spoke first. "You feel comfortable here? I know you're new to this and it can seem kinda overwhelming. I just wanted to know if you're good."
"I'm fine. If i'm gonna in this life, I might as well get used to it, right?" She bumped his shoulder with her own.
Juice nodded, "Yeah. Don't let anybody mess with you. Club members especially. I don't want to have to kill anybody."
She stood on her toes and kissed him, "Oh yeah, we wouldn't want that." She whispered.
~O~
"So what's their deal, Luann?"
Marianna and Luann watched on as Gemma talked with the doctor she just met, Dr. Knowles.
Luann pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "Bad history, baby. That was Jax's old girlfriend. Loved her since they were sixteen. She left as soon as she could, leaving Jax with a broken heart."
She crossed her arms, "Really? She broke my brothers heart, huh? Is that why Gemma has such hate for her. I mean, damn, you can feel it from all the way over here. Why is she back?"
Luann shrugged, "Her dad died or some shit like that. Tying up some loose ends or some shit like that. Who knows. But all I know, she's bad for this club. Bad for Jax."
Both women smiled as Gemma walked back to them muttering 'Bitch'.
She grabbed Marianna's arm and continued walking. "We have one more stop, Mari. And you need to be there, trust me."
Turning the knob to Wendy's room, both woman made their way in quietly.
Wendy turned as sighed, "Hey. Did he make it?"
Gemma nodded and smiled. "He made it. Everything went perfect. Why don't we say a prayer?"
Wendy nodded. Gemma walked over with a bible and set in down on the table on the bed.
"Dear God, Thank you for saving this baby boy from his murderous junkie mother. Who cared more about a forty dollar rush than her own flesh and blood."
Wendy began to cry. "Don't you dare!"
"Don't I dare? You pathetic whore. Just because the DA was impressed with your bible study and aren't pressing charges, doesn't mean you wont actually get to be called mommy."
"You'll still be the same way, won't you, Wendy? How long is it going to last this time? A month?" She continued.
Wendy shook her head, "You're wrong. I have my baby to live for-"
Gemma grabbed her by the throat. "You see my daughter, Marianna, over there? She and I will do everything in our power to make sure you will never be called 'Mommy' by him. You lost those privileges a long time ago."
"I suggest you turn to Jesus."
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Juice and Marianna lay on the couch watching The Notebook.
"Mari? How do you feel about what I do?" Juice looked at Marianna, waiting for her answer.
"What do you mean? Being a mechanic? So? I mean it's what you like to do, right?"
He sat up and paused the movie. "Mari," He sighed, "I mean my job within the club. Being an Intelligence Officer. I do background checks on everybody. I need to know everything about anything."
She shrugged, "What? You'd thought that would change my mind about you?" He nodded, "Baby, I don't care. That's your job. That's what you like to do and what you know how to do. It doesn't matter. It doesn't make me like you any less."
He grinned, "You are perfect, I swear."
She stood up and grabbed his hand. She smiled and she led him down the hall towards her room. She let out a squeal as he picked her up and threw her over his should.
"Nice view back here." She smacked his ass, "I like the way it jiggles."
He threw her onto the bed, "You are one weird girl, I swear."
She laughed, "You haven't seen anything yet, Mr. Ortiz."
