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Kate was nervous about Jax's plan. He said he had a safe place for her to go for a little while until things blew over, but until he took her there he wanted her to stay at the clubhouse. It had recently been rebuilt and most people thought they were still meeting at an old candy store they had been using. She would be safe there and if Carlos did come looking for her they would be able to take care of it. She wasn't so sure of that. She knew Jax thought his guys could handle Carlos's but she had been around long enough to know just what kind of crazy they were dealing with and it bothered her that she could be putting his whole club's lives in jeopardy.

As she got off of his bike she was painfully aware of how she looked. She had tried to choose one of her more comfortable and less slutty looking dresses, but there weren't many options in the "I'm not a whore" category that would keep Carlos believing their plan. She had picked a black mini dress that had three quarter sleeves which was body hugging but covered more than enough, except for the areas where it was spliced on her shoulders, arms and sides of her waist that her skin peeked through. The stilettos she was wearing didn't help much either. She adjusted the bottom of her dress to look as modest as she could, all the while feeling the men staring at her. What they must be thinking, she almost smiled to herself, and noticing the bruises on her face, well they wouldn't be that wrong.

Jax seemed oblivious to everything as he started walking towards the clubhouse. She followed him and heard another pair of heels running up behind her.

"Jax!" Jax and Kate both turned around. Kate saw that the pair of expensive looking heels belonged to an attractive middle aged woman. Her hair was dark brown with streaks of blonde and she appeared pretty put together despite the frazzled look on her face.

"Yeah Ma," He answered. Ma? This was Gemma? She didn't look very much like him or even old enough to be his mother, but this was interesting to Kate.

The woman gave Kate a once-over, looking pretty disappointed in her son before proceeding, "What have you gone and got yourself involved with?"

"I don't have time for this right now," He answered, trying to walk away from her.

"Can I talk to you alone for a minute?"

"I'm really busy Ma."

"Ok, I just," She snuck a glance over at Kate before unwillingly giving in to him, clearly preferring to talk to him in private, "I wanted to know how you and the boys are doing. I really miss them."

"They're fine, I need to keep them away until all of this is taken care of."

"Well maybe you could take me to see them?"

"We'll see," He answered turning to walk back to the clubhouse.

"Jax, I hope you are ok, I hate to see you drowning yourself in…" She called out to him almost desperately.

"In what Ma?" He said over his shoulder without turning around. Kate was following him but knew very well what she was referring to. She never finished her sentence and they went inside the clubhouse.

Once inside she noticed there were other women dressed similar to her and she started to not feel so paranoid. There were men sitting around and hanging out, all wearing the same cut that Jax did.

"Church!" Jax called out and the men started to funnel into a door on the other side of the room. He turned to Kate, "Stay here."

"Ok," She answered and took a seat on a nearby couch as he joined the other men. The women who were in there just stared at her as if she was some new exhibit at the zoo. She noticed them whispering amongst themselves and started to feel very uncomfortable. This is better than the alternative she kept reminding herself. Although, there was one particular girl who was about to get smacked if she didn't stop talking about her so loudly. Kate just sighed and handled it, being thankful that she was getting the help she needed and trying to tune everything else out. She wondered how long she would be here for, part of her thinking she should be making the most of this time and getting as far away as possible. She had decided to trust Jax, well, she realized she probably had no choice but to trust him, but she couldn't help but think that Carlos would be here in a few short hours when she didn't return home.

When Jax came out she saw him glance at the gawking women before looking at her. "You want to change?"

Kate smiled, relieved, "Yes."

"Come with me," He started walking towards the back, going down a hallway before opening a door to a bedroom. He closed the door after she came in and went through the dresser drawers, pulling out a t-shirt and sweatpants and tossing them to her.

"Thanks," Kate said, kicking her shoes off and pulling the sweatpants on under her dress, the waist barely resting at the bottom of her hips. He went into another drawer and got a pair of socks which were way too big but she didn't really care. She pulled her dress off to put the t-shirt on, used to undressing and not giving it any thought, but realized what she had done when she saw him coming over to her.

"Kate," She froze hearing him say her name, it sounded nice, just that one syllable, warm, not the screeching sound Carlos always made. He was looking down at her and she glanced down too, noticing she was wearing her red lace bra and thinking that's what he was looking at. She felt light headed.

"Yeah?" She answered, silently wanting him to say her name again.

He touched her side and she flinched, looking down and seeing the enormous bruises that she temporarily had forgotten were there. She pulled the shirt over her head embarrassed to look at him. She could sense him staring at her and she sat down on the bed that was in the middle of the room.

"You think they're broken?"

"It's a lot better now."

She could feel his eyes scanning over her again, obviously trying to assess her injuries. She was determined to handle this alone but it was finally starting to sink in that he wasn't the type of person to just see something and let it go. There was probably something honorable about that, but it did piss her off a little because it was going against everything that she believed was best. She started to put on a sock and realized her body could not move that way without pain involved. He grabbed them from her and started to put them on her feet, making her feel like she was about 2 years old. God, she was such a fucking invalid.

"I have to go take care of something, but I want you to stay here." He told her as he slipped the last sock on her foot.

She figured as much, he had things he needed to do and she didn't want to hold him up, besides, she was relieved that this wounded puppy routine could have a break for a while, "Of course, don't worry about me."

He helped her up and they went back out into the main room.

"Chibs!" He called over to a slightly older man with a scar on his face. "We need to go," He told Chibs as he came over.

"Now?" Chibs looked confused by the direction.

"Yeah, it needs to be now."

"Everyone?"

"Tig and Happy, leave Bobby and Juice here."

"Alright then," She watched Chibs leave, walking over to tell some of the other men.

Jax went over to another man who had the word prospect on his cut and talked to him for a few minutes before coming back to tell her he would be back later.

She thanked him again, feeling like she was never really able to say it enough.

She watched them as they gathered together, going into another room and coming out holding guns. Her eyes widening wondering if he was into the same shit that Carlos was into. She had heard that the club was into gun running and honestly she could only assume, but it seemed like whatever they were doing they were going prepared. As they made their way out the door she looked away, trying to appear as if she wasn't paying any attention to the event going on in front of her.

Things quieted down once they left and Kate began wondering what her new plan should be. She was happy to have taken the money and knew that if she needed to she could get on a bus somewhere. But she wasn't really safe yet, just leaving Carlos a few short hours ago. Carlos would soon realize that she wasn't coming home and would send some of his guys out looking for her. She was pretty sure they would show up at the clubhouse, probably right after Collette's, so she hoped that Jax and the guys would be back by then. She wasn't very confident with who she had been left with.

Juice had said hello to her and made a little small talk, before going to hang out with some of the prospects and some women by a pool table. Kate sat down on a couch and waited, wondering if there was a book or something to help her pass the time. After a long time of waiting on the couch alone, she started to drift in and out of sleep, waking up each time her head started to bob down to the side.

"Hey," She heard someone say to her, Juice.

"Yeah," She answered him, half asleep.

"If you want to go lay down you can go in Jax's room."

"Ok thanks," She answered, getting up to go back to the room she had changed in, now knowing that was his room. She held the waistband of the pants as she shuffled down the hallway, the toes of her socks flopping underneath her feet, she wanted to laugh at the mess she must look like. She saw the bed and crashed on it, not even bothering to get under the covers, not even remembering falling asleep.

When Kate woke up she didn't recognize where she was at first. She groggily sat up in the bed and tried to get her bearings together. Oh right, she remembered as she rubbed her hands over her eyes. She saw her purse on the table beside her and grabbed her soap, toothbrush and toothpaste out of it, happy that she had even put it in there considering the rush she had been in.

She felt more awake after she washed her face and cleaned up a little. Her makeup was off but she could see her face looked a little better, she might not have to put too much makeup on to make herself look halfway decent. She went back out to get her make up bag and that's when she noticed the pile of bags lined up against the wall by the door. Something about them looked familiar. She went over to them and discovered a suitcase stuffed full and about six overflowing shopping bags. She could see clothes, underwear, brushes, shampoo, lots of things sticking out, her things.

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