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Jax has to admit his son and nephew are more resourceful than he was at their age. With summer in full effect and the two boys tittering on the edge of becoming teenagers it meant that they would want things of their own without hounding their parents.
Besides Noelle and Donna never let the kids get things they wanted just because they wanted them. They had to work for them.
So he was genuinely impressed that Noah and Kenny had started their own lawn mowing business. It seemed the two had a loyal customer base as well. And from the 15 houses they have passed he knows his son better not be asking him or Noelle for money for a while.
This was his first trip in providing the boys a ride in his truck to the neighborhoods as Opie usually does it, but Ope got put on a rotation for a run.
Jax thinks SAMCRO is in the wrong business.
With AJ next to his side as the little boy managed to weasel his way into the trip playing water boy, he follows Noah, with the weed whacker, and Kenny, with the lawn mower, approach a house that is clearly being neglected.
The grass is getting to a dangerous height. The gutter to the house has fallen into the driveway and Jax isn't going to comment on the newspapers that are stacked or scattered on the front steps.
His immediate thought is that this is an abandoned house that is clearly depreciating the value of the neighborhood, but taking a longer look and seeing the Cutlass in the driveway, he knows whose house they are standing in front of.
Andy Knowles, the town's depressed drunk and Tara Knowles' father, and quite frankly a piece of shit. Jax feels that familiar hatred of that man run through his veins as he looks at the abused home. There were a lot of times when he was younger that he wanted to lay Andy Knowles on his drunken ass. There were a couple close calls with them slamming each other into walls after Tara would walk around with black eyes or bruised arms.
Back in the day, Jax thought the man was pathetic. He didn't feel an ounce of sympathy for the man as just because he lost his wife prematurely didn't mean he could treat his only flesh and blood like dirt. However, according his mom, Andy has always been a little crazy and with his wife dead, he needed a new punching bag.
And considering the state of the house, Jax assumes that karma is finally hitting the old man in the gut.
"I think we should ask if we can cut his lawn," Noah suggests.
Jax looks at his son. "He doesn't let you guys."
"Dad always told us to pass this house," Kenny reveals.
"Really?" Jax asks and he knows that he shouldn't be surprised but is. It's been over 10 years since Tara was here in Charming and with him. He sure as hell moved on and he hoped the drunken bastard still wasn't holding a grudge over dead history.
"You know who lives here?" Jax asks.
"Grandma said an old drunken bastard," AJ pipes up.
Jax sighs because of course his mom would say something like that, but he isn't going to deny the description.
"Well, Ope wanted you to stay away for a reason."
"But, Dad, look at it. We'll cut it for free." Noah says as he eyes the yard with disgust.
Jax tugs the hair on his chin and concedes. "Alright."
The Teller-Winston clan walk up to the residence and Jax sticks to the back with AJ to let Noah and Kenny handle their business.
Noah knocks on the door pretty hard before the door is swung open and Jax almost gags at the smell of alcohol that runs out of the house. He is pretty impressed that Noah and Kenny keep a straight face as AJ can't hide the scrunch of his nose and overall disgust.
Alcohol hasn't done Andy Knowles any favors.
"Hi, Mr. Knowles, we were wondering if we could cut your lawn and trim your hedges," Noah greets with a wide smile. Jax knows he gets that smile from his mom.
Andy looks Noah and Kenny up and down and no doubt is trying to place where he knows the boys from. "I don't have any money." Andy replies gruffly and goes to close the door.
"We'll do it for free," Kenny adds.
Andy stills and scratches his beer belly and narrows his dull green eyes at the boys. "Where do I know you boys from? Especially you." Andy says pointing at Noah.
"Well we mow the neighbors' yards," Noah explains.
"Nah, that ain't it," Andy disagrees. And those green eyes flitter pass the two 11 year olds and land on Jax Teller with his youngest son.
"You're that bastard's son ain't you." Andy says with venom and loud of enough for Jax to hear.
Noah is taken back by the comment. "Excuse me?"
Jax moves to the door. He isn't about to let anyone disrespect his children. "Fuck you, old man. Let's go." He tells the boys.
"Well my daughter sure escaped a trap with you. Thank god she didn't have any of your bastards."
"Go to hell, man, you pathetic drunk." Jax says with a sneer as he directs his boys away from the scene.
"Or what? What is the big bad piece of shit biker going to do to me?" Andy taunts. Spit is flying from his mouth as his belly jingles.
Jax turns around with a clenched jaw. "I ain't 19 years old anymore. You better watch what you say."
"Empty threats," Andy taunts as he pulls out a flask from his bathrobe.
Jax sneers in disgust.
"That's right, walk away and go back to your whore and bastards. You'll never do better than my daugh –" The words on Andy's tongue die and Jax was just going to ignore the man. He didn't need to get locked up beating on a senior citizen, but the thump of a flask and the sound of a body smacking on the man's small cement porch had Jax turning around and immediately calling 911.
"Mommy! Mommy!" AJ cries out as Jax rushes into Noelle's store. Witnessing Andy collapse had spooked his son and his little boy couldn't stop crying for his mom. Jax feels like shit he can't comfort his son, but the kid needed his mother.
"Jax what's wrong?" Noelle asks worried as she reaches them before he even makes it halfway into the store. After all, AJ's cries could probably be heard miles away.
He transfers his son into his mother's arms and he watches as the boy latches onto her in a death grip. "Jax?" Noelle asks again as she beings rubbing their son's back.
"Andy Knowles collapsed in front of them." Jax tells her.
"What?"
"Had a heart attack. Guess the drinking finally caught up with him."
"Jesus," Noelle mutters.
"I know," Jax says.
"Is he okay?"
Jax shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know, Noe. It's not like I really care."
Noelle shoots him a warning glare, but he shrugs his shoulders. She wasn't there to hear the shit the man was spewing. If anything it was just bad karma catching up with that son of a bitch.
Noelle focuses on AJ has she soothes him and Jax watches with a fond smile as he recalls Noelle with their kids as babies and nothing to him was sexier than seeing Noelle in mother mode. However, his phone begins vibrating in his pant leg and he sees it's a text from Clay telling him they're having church.
"I gotta go, babe," he tells her.
"He can stay with me," she tells him.
"Are you sure? I can take him to hang with my mom. I'm taking Noah and Kenny there."
"It's fine, Jax." She assures him.
"Alright." Jax concedes.
He steps forward and places a kiss on her lips and one onto AJ's head before leaving the store.
Watching Jax leave, Noelle turns to her son who is still sniffling on her shoulder as she rubs his back. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"
AJ tries to control his hiccupping as he turns his head smearing his tears across her shoulder and tells her what happened between hiccups, "Noah and Kenny were asking if they could cut his grass. The man seen Daddy and started saying mean things before the man fell down."
Noelle wants to ask what the man said, but she knows that in the grand scheme of things it probably doesn't matter. After all Andy Knowles and Jax have bad blood because of his relationship with Tara. Noelle decides it's best not to even think too hard on Jax's high school sweetheart. After all, Tara always seemed to have a problem with her in high school.
"It'll be okay, baby." She promises her son. "I think I have some cookies in the back. You want some?"
AJ beams at her and she leads him to the back.
Dropping Noah and Kenny off with his mom in the office, Jax heads into the chapel where most of the guys are waiting for him. Jax sits in his seat as Clay begins Church.
"So on the way back from their run, Opie, Hap, and Kozik stopped in Indian Hills. Went to visit Jury."
"How is Uncle Jury?" Jax asks considering he just seen the man in Eureka and everything seemed fine.
"Apparently, the Mayans are trying to kick up a vig to them for running books and pussy." Clay informs them.
"The Mayans know that the Tribe's a brother club. Part of asking for that vig is about shitting on us." Bobby says speaking up.
"I thought things were cool with the Mayans," Jax says speaking up. Cool was a generous term when it came to the Mayans. Ever since Jax was young he remembers the club always being at odds with the Oakland based club. But he knows things have cooled considerably since the Mayans cocky stunt that landed him along with some Niners and Mayans in lock up.
"They were," Tig says. "But having the VP of the mother charter back home might have given them some courage." The table murmurs agreements.
"Well Jury asked for advice," Clay continues. "I think we need a bigger presence."
Jax looks at his stepfather shocked. "You thinkin' patch over?"
"Shit Clay they're bookkeepers and bouncers," Piney speaks up after taking a hit of his oxygen tank.
"Earning outlaw size money," Clay adds.
"I don't know Clay," Jax says voicing his uneasiness. "I don't think slamming a patch with no warning is right. Plus half those guys will probably patch out going outlaw."
"That's true. If they wanted to be outlaws they would still be," Bobby agrees.
"I think it would be good for us," Juice says speaking up. "If a Mayan beef is going to be escalating we need numbers and charters."
"Well let's put it up for a vote."
"Should we patch over Indian Hills?" Clay asks. The vote passes with no objections, but that means there is a mandatory run to Nevada.
Coming out of the chapel, Jax heads into the office where he finds his mom. He is about to ask her if she can watch Noah, but she beats him with her own question.
"So what happened with Andy Knowles?" She inquires as she takes off her reading glasses.
"Had a heart attack. Guess the drinking caught up to him." Jax tells her with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Kenny said he was saying some pretty nasty things." His mom implores. After all, what he said had shaken up her grandbaby and she is wondering if she will need to make a visit to St. Thomas. When Jax was young, she never intervened in how Jax and Andy interacted. If she had liked Tara enough maybe she would have made a friendly trip to see the drunken bastard. Yet, it would have been a waste of breath with how unhealthy and doomed Jax's and Tara's relationship was.
"What the shithead has to say is irrelevant, Ma." He tells her. "But we're about to head out. Can you watch Noah?"
"Of course, where are you going?"
"Nevada." He tells her.
She raises an eyebrow at that. "You be careful down there."
"Always am."
As he expects, Noelle is not happy with him going on an impromptu run and she doesn't even try to hide it from him.
"It'll only be just this night. I'll be back tomorrow night." He promises.
She huffs as she folds her arms across her chest. "I hate when you go on runs."
He brings his hands up to her face and cups her cheeks. "I know, babe. But it's just a patch over."
"Patch Over?" She questions with wide eyes. "I think for this circumstance, Jax, the less you tell me the better." She mumbles.
The light bulb goes off in Jax's head. "Is that what this is about?" He asks her as he pulls her flush against him, chest to chest. He bumps his nose against hers before he practically swallows her tongue out of her throat before she pushes him away.
"You're an asshole."
Jax laughs. He smiles down at her as he brings her back into him. "No need to worry about the road pussy, babe." His hand sneaks between them and he goes to the front of her jeans where he pops open the button.
"Jax!" She hisses as she tries to stop him. "AJ can walk back in here."
"He's too busy with Anna. I'll be quick."
"What every girl wants to hear," she mutters as Jax backs her into the desk.
His response is shoving his hands down her panties and biting on her pump lip. Noelle clings to his shoulders, pulling him closer, and she can smell the motor oil, nicotine, sandalwood, and leather and the natural scent that's all him. She buries her fingers in his growing hair and tugs making him moan in her mouth. Tongues sliding over each other, Jax disconnects their lips and gives her a lecherous smirk.
Both seem to be having the same thoughts, Noelle kicks off her jeans and underwear off her body while Jax undoes his pants and slides them down with his boxers.
Noelle turns and flattens against the desk, being unresisting to Jax's every will, as he toys with her clit before smearing the head of his cock against her wet slit and guiding himself into her tight heat.
Back arching, Noelle moans at the weight of his body pressed up against her. Thick and heavy, he's filling her up so sweet as he starts off slow, rolling his hips in deep, long strokes that as her biting her lip as she fucks back on his cock. But soon he has her screaming.
Jax's hand comes over her mouth as he pounds into her making her feel drunk on endorphins and her knees weak.
Jax finishes first, thrusting through his orgasm and she shudders at the feel of him deep inside her feeling her up. His thrust set off her own peak leaving her clawing at the desk.
When she catches her breath, Jax turns her around and presses a kiss to her forehead.
"You're going to be the death of me," she jokes.
"I could think of worse ways to go."
With Addie hanging out with Lena this weekend, with AJ already with her, Noelle heads to Gemma's house where she finds the biker Matriarch fixing dinner. Noelle's initial plan of a quick escape is thwarted as she knows Gemma purposefully began to make dinner to have her stay.
Noelle can't believe she has forgotten how meddlesome her mother in law could be. However, it wasn't as bad as it was when Noelle and Jax first got together.
In the beginning, Noelle had to deal with the fact she was an outsider. Gemma didn't trust her at all. She knows her mother in law thought of her as weak. There were a series of passive aggressive tests that a pregnant Noelle never was sure she passed or didn't really care if she did.
If she thought being a pregnant teen was terrible dealing with Gemma, when it was known she was giving birth to a boy, Gemma tried to insert her ways onto Noelle on how the boy was going to be raised. She knows Gemma didn't support Jax marrying her for whatever her reasons were. She thought Gemma would've been appeased when she had Addie, but whatever distraction that two grandchildren could provide didn't stop Gemma from criticizing her on the fact she wanted to go school and have something of her own outside of being a wife and mother. After that fight and Noelle and Jax already being on shaky terms from the exhaustion of her trying to balance motherhood, school, and working while Jax tried to balance the club and his family, she knows Jax had confronted his mother about butting into his family.
From that point the two were furthermore on shaky ground. They didn't really come to a more solid ground until the birth of AJ since he had inherited the family flaw and then the two really relied on each other when Jax got sent away for five years.
She thinks Gemma had come to terms that Noelle was a permanent figure in her son's life and simply the fact that she wasn't the only woman that owned her son's heart. Noelle doesn't understand why it nearly took Gemma ten years to realize that.
After greeting her babies, who are rough housing in the living room, Noelle heads back into the kitchen to see if Gemma needs any help.
She finds Gemma sipping on a cup of lemonade that Noelle knows is spiked, and Noelle has to admit that Gemma has aged well considering the life she leads. Looking at her, Noelle would've never believed that Gemma was in her early 50s and the grandmother to three kids.
"Seems you and Jax have gotten over his funk," Gemma comments.
"And how'd you figure that?" Noelle comments dryly.
"That hickey you're trying to cover up for one," Gemma says pointing out the gift Jax had left her will on her neck. It seems her long hair can't do its job in covering it up.
"We're good if that's what you're wondering." Noelle replies dryly.
Gemma looks at her daughter in law. There was a time she was worried about how a beauty like her was going to fit in their world. However, Gemma learned the hard way that Noelle was able to handle many shades of red that didn't come in a tube.
But everyone has weaknesses - insecurities. Like she knows her son is scared of the beauty and brains his wife has. As much as Jax loves his club, she knows her son worries about how it affects his family.
She also knows Noelle's insecurity with Jax. It was the fact that the two of them got so serious while he was still mourning that tart of his high school girlfriend. The only reason she was even thinking about that gash was because of what happened to Andy Knowles. If the heart attack is serious, she has a feeling that the past will come back to Charming and the last thing she needs is for that Good Doctor messing with her family.
She trusts her son not to fuck it up with Noelle, but she knows Tara for some reason has been a weak spot for Noelle. But maybe Gemma can understand. She remembers how Jax was around Tara. They were immersed with each other that it honestly wasn't healthy. Both were borderlines territorial and possessive that was highlighted over many jealous fights the two had.
"You hear what happened to Andy Knowles?"
"Yeah, Jax told me before he left and AJ seen it. Spooked him."
"I guess the old drunk had it coming and all." Gemma comments.
Noelle shrugs her shoulders. "Sad that he is all alone though."
"Didn't think you would care."
"I don't. I just find it sad. I think I have other things to worry about."
Gemma raises an eyebrow. "You're not worried about Jax are you?"
"I always worry when he goes on the road, but I'm not worried about the croweaters, Gem. Jax knows what he has."
"So how many hickies did you give him?"
Noelle rolls her eyes. Only Gemma would ask that question.
Opie with a cold beer in his hands finds his VP sitting in the back of the Indian Hills clubhouse on a couch smoking a cigarette.
His brother looks miserable and Opie decides to poke a little fun at that misery. "Why don't you go get your dick sucked? After all, it would be on the house."
Jax rolls his eyes. With being married for ten years and not partaking in road pussy since, he doesn't understand how he is still a sought after patch. He thinks the girls would take the hint he wasn't interested considering Noelle was all he needed.
"I assume everything is well in the home then," Opie comments pointed out the love bites on his neck.
Jax shoots his best friend a grin. After the initial office nookie, Jax couldn't help himself to another round, which was rougher than the first and both him and Noelle left with bruises.
Opie shakes his head. "I guess we'll see the result 9 months from now."
"Fuck off."
Opie laughs. "So did you expect the night to go the way you did."
Jax shrugs his shoulders. As expected Devil's Tribe weren't too excited about the patch over for SAMCRO as before the vote even happened four guys threw in there kutte. And he was certain if something did pop off with the Mayans they would lose more.
Honestly, Jax wasn't surprised that the Mayans would start a pissing contest after he was released. It was downright predictable.
But so far they have been managed to avoid another bloody war like '92 and Jax was hoping they would still be able too even if that meant being the bigger person and reaching out to find a solution. After all, he just got back to his family and he wasn't eager to lose more time with them for anything.
"They have to want something."
Opie raises his eyebrow at that. "Thinking of expanding our customer base?"
"Make sense. We could of course have stipulations and they also want territory. Wasn't that what erupted the war back in '92."
"Yeah because they wanted to traffic their drugs through Charming." Opie adds.
"Why not charge them a vig for safe transport?" Jax counters.
"Shit, man, I don't think the club will go for that."
Jax takes a sip of his beer, "Well I don't plan on catching a bullet to the back of my head anytime soon either."
