January 25, 2012
Bri rolled over, her hand coming into contact with a torso as she let her eyes adjust to the sunlight that was streaming into her bedroom. She had spent most of the night tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable while sparing Jax any discomfort. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep but she knew the sleep wasn't enough, by the way her body protested as she moved out of the bed. "Hate being sick."
"Morning to you to darlin'." Jax smiled at the brunette as he grabbed her hand and stopped her from moving further away from the bed. "You feeling any better babe?"
"Not really." She shook her head. "I still have a damn fever." She sat back on the bed and frowned at the man. "I'm sorry if I kept you up."
He shook his head. "I've slept in worse conditions." He pulled the brunette back up to him and wrapped his arms securely around her as he pressed his lips to her temple. "You just need some medicine and more sleep."
She nodded as she settled against the man and sighed. "I don't even know how I got sick. I am gonna blame my daughter. I think she was the last one that was sick." She laced her fingers through his and yawned. "You want anything for breakfast?"
"You're the sick one and you're the one asking if I want something for breakfast." Jax shook his head as he squeezed her hands. "No, I'm good. I don't need anything for breakfast. I'll make something for you if you need something to eat. Yeah, I have skills in the kitchen. They might be limited but I have some."
"Soup for my throat and seltzer for my stomach. I think I have some medicine for my fever in my office though." She shook her head as she kicked her sweats off her legs and tried to get comfortable again. "Why are fevers so mean? I just need to sweat this shit out."
"Anything for you." He kissed her head and rolled out of the bed. "You want me to get you anything else while I'm at it? Grab your monster? Your Javi?"
"No." Bri rolled her eyes and smirked. "Just get me the soup, seltzer and medicine and try to find my phone if you can. I'm waiting for Juice to call but I'm not really holding out for the call but then again I don't wanna miss it if he does call to see Javier. Ya know?"
He nodded. "I know what you mean. I'll be right back with your stuff." He moved out of the bedroom and slowly down the stairs, tugging on the strings of his grey sweats as he walked into the kitchen, stopping when he saw Monica sitting on the counter with Elijah. "You guys are up early."
"It's not early." Monica shook her head. "It's almost eleven."
"Well damn." Jax smirked as he hugged the tiny brunette and kissed her forehead. "I'm glad I have you my little darlin' to set me straight. I came down to make your mom soup and grab her some seltzer. I guess she's sick. Has a fever, couldn't sleep to save her own life last night and she's burning up right now."
"She's probably getting what Monica had." Elijah looked at Jax before setting Monica to her feet. "Go to your room, shower, get your dance clothes on so we can meet Kaia at the studio and start your ballet lessons again."
"I got the hint." Jax looked up at Elijah from the refrigerator. "You wanna talk to me about my intentions with Bri?"
"No." The man shook his head. "I trust that you're not gonna fuck her over." Elijah shrugged. "Make sure she takes the medicine, make sure she drinks the soup, make sure she doesn't worry about Juice. That doesn't aid in her health."
"Got it." Jax nodded. "I'll take care of her Elijah, she's in good hands."
"I know. I trust you." Elijah adjusted his suit jacket and smiled. "I'm taking Monica to ballet and I'm taking Javier with us. He likes to run around the studio and scare the little dancers with his dinosaurs."
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"When I thought about spending the entire day with you, I didn't think we'd spend half of it dealing with my ass being sick and miserable." Bri looked at Jax as she leaned on the cart as they walked down the medicine aisle of Walmart. "I thought we'd get to be cute and cuddle and talk. Not sit in the bathroom as you hold my hair back."
Jax chuckled as he wrapped an arm around the brunette's waist and kissed her neck. "Hey, at least it's due to you being sick and not because we slipped up and got knocked up." He squeezed her side as he heard her scoff and shake her head. "Shit, babe. I forgot about that. I'm sorry."
"It's alright." She turned around in his arms and wrapped hers around his waist. "I can't have kids. It sucks but there's nothing I can do to change that."
He nodded as he held her tightly and kissed her head. "It's alright. We have kids, if we want one together, we can always adopt or wish for a miracle baby." He laughed as he lifted her up and set her into the cart. "Now, let's get you some medicine. You need to sleep tonight, you can't be tossing and turning like you did last night."
"I don't even wanna talk about the baby thing right now." She shook her head as she watched him browed the cold medicine. "Get something that'll make me sleepy as fuck. I need like Nyquil or something Jax." She pointed towards the shelf as she felt her phone vibrate. "Oh shit, it's Juice. He texted that he wants to come over tomorrow and see Javi."
"That's good." He dropped the medicine into the cart and smiled. "You look kinda cute. Red nose and all babe."
She smiled and touched her nose. "What? Red nose? I'm not Rudolph." She checked her reflection in her compact and sighed. "I look sick." She stood up and climbed out of the cart as she slipped her phone and mirror back into her pockets. "I'm so sad about this being shit thing but at least I'm better than I was a few hours ago."
"True." He draped an arm over her shoulders and smiled. "You're all puffy and red Bri. You still look gorgeous but you look absolutely miserable." He kissed her cheek as he dropped another box of medicine into the cart. "We're covering all of our bases right now. In case you get sicker during the night, we're covered."
Bri nodded as she pulled on Jax's hair and smirked. "Your hair is making me wanna do something new to my hair. Let's take a detour to the hair aisle. I wanna do something different, maybe cut a few inches off and call it a day."
"Lord." Jackson shook his head as he rubbed Bri's ass. "Just promise me that you're not gonna try to be a blonde and we'll be good."
She laughed and shook her head. "I'd never go blonde. There can only be one blonde in this thing we have going and you've already got dibs on it." She kissed his cheek as they moved towards the hair care aisle. "You can't peek at the color either. It's gotta be a surprise even to you. Alright Teller?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "No peeking Hohrykova."
January 26, 2012
"So, how do you like it?" Bri turned around slowly and looked at Jax. "Do you love my hair or what?"
He looked at her and shrugged. "You didn't do anything to it Bri. It looks exactly like it did when you woke up this morning."
She rolled her eyes and smirked. "It's not the same. My hair is black now and a few inches shorter. You can't tell? I knew I should have went lighter and not darker." Bri sighed as she walked to Jax and pulled on the front of his shirt before kissing him softly. "I'm a true raven haired goddess."
"Looks good." He shrugged as he leaned down and kissed her, his hands dropping to her ass as he backed her up against the bedroom door. "Hate it when you start playing around and acting like a tease."
She shrugged as she looked at the clock above her vanity and furrowed her brow. "I think something is wrong. Juice was supposed to be here two hours ago." She sighed as she shook her head. "He probably just flaked huh?"
Jax shrugged as he slipped his hands into the waistband of Bri's leggings and started to push them down. "I don't know. I think he probably did flake but who knows. Maybe he's caught up with the club. He's been coming around more." He pressed feather light kisses to her neck as he felt her relax into his touch. "Then again, I would never flake on the chance to see Abel."
"Just gonna have your way with me?" She smirked as she slid her hands under his shirt and trailed her nails over his abs. "I might be okay with that."
"Not trying to have my way with you." He paused as he looked down at her and pressed a kiss to her lips. "We do need to have a serious conversation about where we're going with this though Bri… I know it hasn't been that long but I like what we have going here and I just want to know we're on the same page this time around."
"Yeah, yeah." She tugged on his shirt roughly and nodded. "Look at you, Mr. Jackson Teller is trying to get serious and settle down." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, feeling his hands back on her ass. "We'll have this serious conversation, I also believe we're both on the same page of the same book this time around… You just know that I need some time before I put labels on anything but I do want to keep setting Jacey straight because she's getting on my last nerve with the fuckbuddy thing and you're not just a fuck buddy or lay…"
Jax nodded as he hugged the brunette and kissed her temple. "Just tell her all your feelings and she'll lay off you. You know it'll be a warm welcome and much needed distraction from what's happening with Kol. You can be the perfect distraction for her, so you know. Go bug her and let her know everything that's going on between us. Alright?"
Bri nodded as she kissed his neck and smiled. "Yeah, alright. I'll be a distraction to her."
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Bri shook her head as she walked into the police station. She had no clue if her hunches were correct but she had to take the chance. She had to find out why Juice had bailed on meeting up with Javier. She knew he was unreliable but she also knew how excited he was about getting to spend the day with their son. So when he hadn't turned up, she tried her best to push him out of her mind but had ultimately failed and as soon as Jax had left her to attend to business next door she had hopped in her car and driven to the one person she knew would have the answers she was looking for. "Eli."
"Brianna Hohrykova." Eli smirked at the young woman as he stood behind the desk. "What brings you to Charming?"
"Looking for Juice." She tapped on the desk and shrugged. "I know he has to be locked up around here somewhere. I know you have to have him in custody…"
"As intelligent as you are gorgeous." He chuckled. "He's in custody. I can hold him for up to two days. I have some evidence that points to him as a suspect in a current case."
She rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Figures you'd be pulling some bullshit out of your ass to get him to flip on his club. That's the aim of your game and mischief right? Get some shit out of him and use it against the Sons." She tossed her hair behind her shoulders and sighed. "I'm gonna call my lawyer, she's gonna show up here and get him out. I don't care how much it costs or what trouble it brings to me. You interfered with him spending quality time with his son. My son needs his dad in his life as much as possible right now."
Eli shook his head. "This isn't your issue to get involved in. He made a deal with me and I'm gonna hold him to it. If he wasn't ashamed of himself or his family he would have told his club straight up about it."
Bri scoffed. "Okay, so his dad is black. Big fucking deal. The guys don't care who his dad is. They don't care what he is. All they care about is if he's loyal to them and the club. If he does what's best for them. They're his family now."
"You know about his dad?" He looked at the brunette and huffed. "Thorough aren't you?"
"I do know about his dad." The brunette shrugged. "Let him go or you will regret it."
"Threatening an officer. I already had your little suit threaten me and my wife." Eli smiled smugly at the brunette. "Yet, here I am. Still doing my job, my wife is still doing hers."
Bri nodded. "It's not a fucking threat. It's a promise. If he's not out by midnight. I will make you regret this decision. Mark my word. I don't care what I have to do but you're not gonna torture Juice and you're sure as hell not taking him away from my son." She turned on her heel and started towards the door. "I'll be back Eli and next time we cross paths, you better hope you're a better draw than I am… No one messes with my family. I don't care if he's not my boyfriend, fiance, husband. He's the father of my child and I'm not gonna sit back and let you destroy him. I need him whole so he can be a dad. I don't need you breaking him down just for some fucking case. Cops never give a fuck about the lives they ruin to catch the bad guys. You should really start to think before you act."