A/N: I've had this written for awhile and been meaning to post it. Oops. :o
CHAPTER ELEVEN
A few weeks had gone by. Tracy was sitting at a table in MetroCourt when Jax approached her.
"May I?" he asked.
"You may," she smiled. "What can I do for you, Mr. Jacks?"
"I wanted to inform you of ELQ's," he stopped. "You're drinking water?" he noticed.
"Hmm? Oh right," she laughed. "Uh, Ned and Dillon staged a bit of an intervention for me the other day," she lied. "They say I drink too much."
"Do you?"
Tracy rolled her eyes. "What about ELQ?"
"In short, everything is running quite smoothly," he said, as he handed her some papers.
"My, my, my. I am impressed."
"You didn't think I'd let you down, did you?"
"Of course not. I wouldn't have suggested you run the company if I thought that."
"I guess that is a valid point."
Tracy smiled.
"So, are you ever going to tell me WHY you stepped down?"
"It was just something I needed to do."
"Care to be more specific?"
She decided to lie, "It's about Dillon."
"Dillon?"
"Yes."
"Is he doing all right?"
"Oh, he's fine. I…This is going to sound ridiculous," she laughed. "Coming from me of all people, but I, uh…Well," she trailed off.
"You can tell me."
Tracy played with her nails, "Right. I…Um, well, I haven't exactly been the best mother to him, and I thought this summer would be a good time to make that up. I couldn't be CEO of a major company and a mom at the same time."
Jax looked at her strangely.
"What?" she asked.
He squinted his eyes. "Why am I having a hard time believing that?"
Instead of responding, Tracy looked at her watch.
"You have to be somewhere?"
"I do, actually," she stood up but momentarily lost her balance.
"Whoa," Jax said, as he caught her. "Are you feeling all right?"
"Yep," she smiled. "Just got up too fast."
Jax noticed the anxious look in Tracy's eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes…I…just…I…I," she became light-headed again and fell into Jax's arms.
"Someone call 911!" he yelled.
