Disclaimer:I do not own anything Sons of Anarchy. But, I really wish I had Jax. I only own Lizbeth and Bella.

A/N: I'm back, Witches! And I am filled with ideas for this story after seeing the first episode of the third season! But, do bare with me if I happpen to skip through the second season, it didn't interest me as much. But, Season 3? Has my full and undivided attention! X3

Please Enjoy and please review!

*updated

Getting up the next morning it was around ten or so, I got into the shower before Jax letting him relax after what happened yesterday with my Dad. He needed it because he was really angry with him since my face was still cut and bruised up. Even though it is starting to heal bit by bit

Looking in the mirror at myself, I saw my brown waves and my blue eyes standing out. Biting my lip lightly, hissing in pain I held back tears. I didn't want to cry, I didn't want to seem weak. Then before my eyes I saw a butterfly with torn black and blue wings. Blinking a few times, I thought I was going crazy but soon it faded. It was just my imagination.

"Perfect for a tattoo." I muttered to myself putting that idea on the back burner, getting into the shower and washing off to get ready for the day.

Relaxing my bones, I leaned against the tile wall with my eyes closed. My hair stuck to my back and face. The warm water felt great on my pale skin and curvy body.

Few minutes of relaxing and washing off my body with some nice scented shower gel, I heard someone come in and noticed a shadow. So, I looked through a small crack in the door to see it was Jax. He was in his boxers and I saw the tattoos on his chest and arm. Especially, the one on his back. The big Reaper, which was the symbol for the Club.

'Geez, I just now notice those..' I thought to myself, biting my lip without even realizing that. Just to let out a small yelp of pain. I saw Jax jump as well, with a chuckle.

"Damn, Liz. You scared me." He said standing in front of the toilet.

"Sorry." I said back, leaning away from the curtain closing my eyes thinking about his chest. It was perfect. Especially, with the black ink of Abel's name on his chest. It was beautiful.

Suddenly hearing the toilet flush, I feel the water get scolding hot and I jumped out the shower, without even thinking about wrapping a towel around me.

"Jesus fucking Christ, that was hot!" I shouted rubbing my arms and legs franticly trying to relieve my burning flesh. And of course, I realized that I was naked and I look at Jax to see a certain look in his untamed blue eyes. Gulping slightly, I grabbed a black towel and ran out with the shower still going. It was the wild biker's turn to wash off.

Regaining my wits, trying to get the thought of shirtless Jax in my head I put on some clothes. Just a pair of jeans and a white tank top with a Shamrock and a Guinness Beer on it in green. Ruffling my hair, I gave it that wild look. Then softly putting on some lipstick, I heard the bathroom door open and some footsteps along with it. Thinking that he was in a towel, I turned around and was sadly mistaken.

"What?" He asked standing there naked as a newborn and the only thing I did was grab my shoes and walk out the room, closing the door behind me. I heard him laugh just made the blush warm my cheeks more!

Going into the bar part of the clubhouse, I sat in one of the stools and put on my combat boots. Hearing the sound of heels, I sighed just waiting for a comment if I slept with Jax last night.

"So, did you.." I cut her off looking up at her with the pink tint still on my cheeks.

"No, I didn't sleep with Jax." I said, quickly and saw Gemma smirk when I said that.

"Actually I was going to say, did you sleep okay but that works too." Gemma told me making me run my fingers in my brown waves wanting to rip it out. God must hate me right now...

"What happened?" She asked leaning to the side to see if I was okay.

"Just fine. A little embarrassed but, fine." I said with a small smile.

"Actually, she jumped out the shower naked in front of me and when I came out the shower, I guess I scared her." Jax explained as he came in fully clothed with a cocky tone and smirk to match. He probably said that she was scared because before leaving out the room, she was introduced to Jax Jr.

The look on Gemma's face was a bit confusing. We couldn't tell if she was surprised, upset or just overjoyed. Probably would be overjoyed if Tar Pit was around to hear that.

Then when she looked like she was about to smile or laugh, she just walked away heading to her office.

"Okay, that would be the first time she has ever been speechless." He said before putting his hand for me to take.

"Ready to see Abel?" Jax asked and I nodded taking his hand, jumping off the stool getting closer to him. It was a little strange. Especially when he went and put his arm over my shoulder as we walked outside.

Seeing Half-Sack and Juice, I waved at them since we were passing right by them to get to the bikes. Jax got on first and I put on my helmet. Well, my Mom's helmet. Swinging my leg over and holding onto his waist, off to the hospital we went.

We got to the hospital and went to the icu for the premature babies, surprisingly Tara wasn't there. Yet.

The nurse took us to Abel and gave the baby in the blue bundle to Jax to hold. And seeing that baby in his arms, just gave him a new look. Even though he was in his leather S.O.A. cut, he looked fatherly as he spoke with his son.

"He's so adorable." I said looking over his shoulder at the baby. Abel looked at me and he had his father's eyes.

"He has your eyes." I told the father and the baby laughed softly moving his arms towards me. That made Jax chuckle.

"I think he wants to meet the pretty lady that giving him all the compliments." He joked standing up and helping me put Abel in my arms.

I held babies before and was calm as a cucumber. But, now I was nervous as heck and I sat down with the baby to have him in my lap as well. He looked up at me and grabbed a piece of my hair to put it in his mouth as I giggled. Actually giggled. What the hell was wrong with me lately? But of course, it was ruined by guess who.

"Little thing must be hungry." Tara, the devil, said as she came in. She smiled at Jax before sending a dagger filled glare my way and I didn't resist to send one right back either.

"Yeah, where are the formulas again?" Jax asked noticing that glares that my cousin and I were sending each other and probably wanted to get out before world war three broke out. When he was told where they were, he took Abel and left out the room.

"What are you doing here?" Tara asked in almost a hiss. She was pissed by the time she had walked in here.

"Jax wanted me to see Abel since he told me about him when we were having beer at my Dad's house." I told her being cool and collected, knowing what that information would do to her.

"Jax was where and you did what together? You weren't afraid that Unser wasn't going to walk in and flip?" She asked, obviously not noticing the slowly healing bruises and cuts on my face.

"We chilled and had a beer, that's all. And if you haven't noticed, my dear cousin.. Daddy Dearest already flipped." I said with my hands by my face to showing her that bruises there and then lifted my tank, showing her the dark purple bruise on my stomach. She cringed slightly out of sympathy. That was a shock.

"Okay, just this one time I'm going to be nice to you and give you some antibiotic cream to help with the cuts." Tara muttered as she walked out the room and I followed her. Jax was in the little nursery type room with the baby, feeding him. Seeing us come out the room, he looked up.

"What's up?" He asked noticing the signal from Tara for me to stay there.

"She's going to get me some cream to help the cuts heal up." I explained while sitting down next to him.

'This has strangely turned into a nice trip to the hospital.' I thought to myself, looking over at Abel and stroked his little hand. Just for him to grab onto it and shake it.

"Abel likes you." Jax said with a smile looking at me. I smiled back, my eyes locked onto his.

"What can I say? I'm good with children." I said back, leaning against his arm to look at Abel suckle the bottle more. He had wispy blonde hair and blue eyes. He was the spitting image of his old man.

And of course since it was a touching moment, it had to be ruined. AGAIN!

The cream was thrown into my lap and the pointed corner of it hit me on the bruise on my stomach making me jump. My blue eyes glaring up, I saw my cousin glaring back.

"Found some. Apply it once a day." She said in a somewhat dead tone. It was rare for me to hear her speak in some other emotion besides dead.

"Thanks, Tar Pit." I muttered to myself and I knew that she heard me because I saw her fist tighten.

"Dr. Knowles, we need you in.. Am I interrupting something?" A nurse asked seeing all three of us there and saw the angry look on Tara's face.

"No, of course not. Bye, Lizard. I'll see you later, Jax." She said leaning over and kissing Jax right on the lips before leaving. I wanted to throw the tube of cream at the back of her head when she called me that but, I just bit my lower lip as carefully as I could and stayed quiet.

Though I did hear the nurse ask if I was her sister and if I was, that I was the pretty one. I only heard Tara scream at the nurse saying that I was her cousin and she completely ignored the pretty one comment. It was killing me to hold back a laugh when I heard that.

Abel was full and we played with him for a little while before leaving ourselves to get something to eat. After eating, we went back to the shop and I changed into the Teller-Morrow work shirt before helping with the cars.

Clay was telling me to let the guys to the heavy lifting or he was going to send me to Gemma to help her with the paper work. Being as stubborn as my Mom, I still did the heavy stuff and Clay knew that he couldn't tell me anything. Especially, when I saw him rub his face mumbling something about me being just like Bella.

I love being like her. But I draw the line when someone thinks I'm Tara's sister..

By the way, if you want to know who Lizbeth looks like, think Scarlett Johannson with brown hair.