Hey guys, I deeply apologize for not updating sooner. I'm in the process of moving to a new home, and it's taken up most of my time. This chapter takes place about three weeks after the previous chapter and is loosely based around episode 2x06 Falx Cerebi. I hope you enjoy the new chapter!

"Where are you going this early," Jax asked, rolling onto my side of the bed to face me, pushing his long blonde tresses out of his face.

I finished running a brush through my straightened hair, placing the brush onto the dresser.

I brought myself over to the bed, sitting next to him.

"I have a busy day ahead of me. Your mom and me are taking Abel for his monthly check up. I figured I'd go see Chibs too, see how he's doing," my heart sunk as I remembered the horrific scene of my favorite Scottsman nearly getting blown up with a car bomb.

Jax pulled the blankets off of him, his aching body sitting up to get out of bed.

"I'll come with you."

"Jax, you got in less than two hours ago. Stay home and get some sleep. I'll give you a call later and let you know how Abel and Chibs are."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

"What are you doing after that? You said you had a busy day. Unless that is your definition of busy."

"It's not, smartass. After I leave the hospital, I have to go to work. Today is my first day back being in front of the camera."

"Wait, what? I thought you were the co-producer."

"I was, but that was only temporary until my face and body healed. "

"Temporary?"

"Yeah, also known as not permanent. I thought you of all people would be thrilled," I teased, getting Jax to blush slightly.

"Mel, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not? That's where the real money is."

"'I don't want you working in front of the camera anymore."

"I'm sorry?"

"You heard me."

"Where is this coming from, Jax?"

"You're better than the porn business. You're too smart just to suck cock for a living. You always talked about going to college and getting a degree in business. Why don't you do that?"

"I doubt any college would accept my 2.0 gpa and SAT score of 1100."

"How do you know? Have you applied to any of them?"

" Is that the only reason you want me out of porn? To better myself?"

"What other reason would there be?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

Jax's blue eyes fell from mine to my lips. He scooted his bare torso closer to me, his face leaning in closer to my face. My hands cradled each side of his beautiful face.

A loud knock made itself known on the closed bedroom door, causing my hands to fall from his face.

"Mel honey, I'm going out with Henry for a couple of hours. I'll meet you at the boutique by four," my mom announced through the door.

"Okay, see you then."

"Who's Henry?"

"An ex boyfriend. She must've gotten into a fight with George."

I didn't turn away from the door until I heard my mother's carpeted footsteps fade away.

I bit my glossed bottom lip as I turned my attention back to Jax.

"I should get going. I don't wanna be late for Abel's appointment, " I stood to my feet, sliding on my black open toed high heel black boots.

I grabbed my purse off the dresser next to my hairbrush, letting out a shaky breath.

"Mel."

"Yeah, " I turned around to face him.

"Please consider what I said."

I nodded, making my way to the door.

"I'll see you later," I stated, closing the door again once I was on the other side.


Gemma and I sat outside the room Abel was in while his doctor ran a number of tests on him.

"Gemma, you know you can talk to me, right?"

"Yeah, of course.. Where did that come from?"

"I've seen how rattled you are since the so called car accident."

"It was a car accident, Mel."

"Gem, I know Jax and Clay are too wrapped up in club shit to look deeper into your story, but I'm not. You're hiding something, Gem. I know I'm not family or anything, but I always looked at you as a second mother of some sort. You're always there for me, and I want to return the favor."

"Mel, I appreciate that. I do, but I'm fine. Oh and for the record, you are family. Don't ever say you're not again, you hear me?"

"Yes mam."

"Don't call me mam, sweetheart."

The door next to us opened as the doctor exited the room with Abel in his arms.

The both of us stood up, bringing ourselves in front of the doctor.

"Well, how is he?"

"He's perfect. All the tests came back flawless. You have a strong son on your hands," Dr. Pearson handed Abel to me with an ear to ear smile.

"Oh he's.."

"She does. He's a Teller, that's why," Gemma cut me off, repsonding to the doctor's statement instead.


"Gem, why'd you do that? He's not my son. I wasn't the one to bring him into this world. I shouldn't take credit as his mother, " I rubbed Abel's back as his head rested on my shoulder.

"It doesn't matter if he's your flesh or blood, Mel. Wendy took off, hasn't called or even made an attempt to see Abel. You on the other hand, have taken full responsibility for my grandson without thinking twice or complaining once about it. That is the characteristics of a mother if you ask me."

I smiled, opening the door to Chibs' hospital room.

Gemma was the first to approach the bed, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek, whispering an inaudible comment in his ear.

When she stepped back from him, I made my way over to him myself, taking his hand in my free one.

"Hey Chibs. You need to get better soon. Nothing is the same without you on the outside. I need my favorite Scottsman to pull through. "

Abel made a small noise, making me and Gemma giggle.

"Sorry. Our favorite Scottsman."


Jax swung open the door to Cara Cara, causing the door to slam against the wall.

Everyone looked in his direction, letting out a gasp.

Andrew, now Cara Cara' s offical new security guard, walked over to him, stepping into his path.

"Hey man, you good?"

"I will be once you get the fuck out of my way. Is she here?"

"Is who here?"

"Mel, asshole."

"Yeah, she's here. But, I can't let you see her. She's in the middle of being filmed sucking someone else's dick other than yours."

Jax smiled, punching Andrew in the face, breaking his nose.

Andrew clutched his bleeding nose, cursing profanities under his breath.

"Jax, what the fuck is going on?," Luanne got up from her chair from behind the camera, keeping a fair distance between the two of them.

"Where's Mel?"

"She's in her dressing room, getting ready to shoot the second half of the movie."

He nodded, opening the dressing room door without knocking.

After I finished applying a fresh coat of my favorite cherry red lip stain, I set it down on the counter in front of me, looking at Jax through the vanity mirror.

"I thought you were going to consider what I said."

"I did. I thought about it, and realized this is where I belong. I'm not good enough and nowhere near smart enough to go to college, let alone be able to get a job once I'm finished."

"You really think that low of yourself?"

"I guess so. If you don't mind, I have to finish getting ready," I stated as I turned my rotating chair to give him my undivided attention.

"Remember you asked me this morning if there was another reason why I don't want you in front of that fucking camera?"

"Yeah, what about it?", I asked, jumping up from the seat, making my way over to the wardrobe rack.

"I also don't want you in front of the camera because.. because I want you for myself, Mel."

I turned a full 180, walking toward him.

"No, you don't."

"I do. I have since we were 5. I never realized it until you moved in with me. I love you," He closed the distance between us, cupping my face in his large hands.

I shook my head, trying to pull his hands off of my face.

"We're best friends. Hooking up with a best friend always goes south at some point. "

"You don't know that. We never gave it a shot."

" Jax, I can't do this. I can't do any of this. I.. I have to get back out there," I pleaded as my voice cracked after each and every forced word that left my mouth.

As I walked past him, he caught my arm, pulling me to him, kissing me with force. The hands that were pushing at his chest wrapped around his neck, bringing him closer to me.

"This is me getting back to work, " I said in between the heated makeout.

He walked me backwards to the vanity mirror, lifting me up from under my arms onto the counter, shoving everything to the floor.

"This is me going home," he breathed, untying the front of my white silk robe.