Jax woke up to his phone ringing and Chibs pounding on the door. He bolted out of bed and answered both his phone and the door at the same time. He heard crying on the other end of the phone and Chibs looked livid.
"She's gone, Jax. Abel ran into my room and said bad men took his Mommy. God, Jax." Jessie was sobbing so much it was hard for Jax to understand her. He picked up on the key words: gone and Mommy. He grabbed his shirt and kutte off of the back of his chair and shoved past Chibs to get to his bike.
"Jessie, we're on our way. Where's Gemma?" Jax sat down on his bike and waited for Jessie's answer before starting the engine. Chibs was calling Opie to get everyone else over to Gemma's right away.
"She's here with Clay, Jax. They were asleep. We all were." Jax heard Abel's cries in the background and started his bike. He tore out of the lot with Chibs, Juice, Happy and Phil behind him. Stop lights and traffic laws meant nothing to SAMCRO as they rushed to find Mackenzie.
Opie, Tig and Bobby's bikes were already outside of Gemma's house when Jax and the rest of the charter pulled up. Abel broke free from Jessie's arms and ran into his father's legs. Jax picked him up and cradled his head against his shoulder like he'd done when he was just a baby.
"What do we know?" Chibs asked as he got up to the front steps. Clay shook his head and scowled.
"They were pros and were only after Mackenzie. No broken windows or doors so they had to pick the locks. Abel said there were two big white men. That's all we can get from him." Clay's voice was tense and his eyes showed the rage inside of him from a member of the family being taken from right underneath his nose.
"You didn't hear anything? No struggle, no screaming, nothing?" Jax's voice was sharp as he looked from Gemma to Clay. Gemma sobbed and shook her head as Clay wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"Nothing, Jax. Jessie came and got us when Abel ran to her." Clay explained with hostility. The tensions between the president and vice president were running higher than ever in the wake of Mackenzie's abduction.
"Jax, there's only one person I can think of that would pull this shit." Happy said as he returned from checking out the room for anything that had been left behind. Jax's blue eyes darkened as the suspicion he had was voiced by his brother.
"Yeah, I'm with you, Hap. Clay, we need help on this." Jax looked into Clay's eyes as the president nodded, already pulling out his phone. He passed Abel over to Jessie and kissed his head gently.
"We're going to go get Mommy, okay buddy? You gotta be a big boy for Jessie because she's really scared. Do you think you can take care of her?" Jax spoke to Abel carefully. He knew the only way his son would let him leave is to feel like he was helping. Abel nodded and hugged Jessie's neck. She gave Jax a little smile and nod.
"Ope, Chibs, go with Jax and head south. Happy, Juice, ride north and check all the hotels and see if anyone's seen any out of town plates or anything recently. Tig, Bobby, you're with me. Phil, you stay here and shoot anybody that don't have a kutte. Alvarez is sending guys out to the airport and setting up roadblocks. Gemma, call Unser and get him to pull some strings and get Tony's cell location." Clay was in full presidential mode as he assigned duties and tasks. Everyone headed out in a hurry, hoping to find Mackenzie before she got too far.
Mackenzie didn't give the men in the front seats the satisfaction of crying or begging. She knew who they were sent from by their accents and familiar attire. Before long, the club would know she was gone and come to find her. The only fear she had was the pains she was starting to feel in her stomach. It wasn't sharp, but every so often, there would be a dull, aching pain.
The men had come into the room and held a gun to her head as she slept with Abel in her arms. The cold metal of the barrel woke her with a start. She moved as slowly as possible, hoping to spare Abel the trauma of seeing whatever horrors the men had planned. Just like his father though, Abel woke up as soon as her feet touched the ground.
"Shhh, you have to be quiet, baby. Close your eyes, Abel. Close your eyes and count as high as you can, okay?" To her amazement, Abel nodded slowly and closed his eyes. The numbers he counted fell from his mouth in a whisper as the men dragged Mackenzie out of the room. She wanted to scream and wake the whole house, but everything went black.
Jax was flying down the interstate, checking every plate of every car that came into view. Opie and Chibs flanked him on either side, weaving and swerving in and out of cars on their morning commute. It was obvious why the men had picked this time of day. The more traffic on the road, the easier it was to disappear.
Jax signaled for Chibs and Opie to pull off to the side of the road with him as he felt his phone buzzing against his chest. Gravel went flying as his tires bit into the earth.
"Jackson," It was Alvarez. "My man at the airstrip says they've got a private charter headed out in an hour. Said it's headed to Texas, brother."
"Airstrip out on Rio?" Jax asked as he motioned for Chibs and Opie to get ready to head back north.
"That's right. I've got two guys there now. So far there's nobody there." Alvarez spoke loudly over Jax's engine. Jax thanked him and snapped the phone shut. He didn't take the time to call Clay or Happy. He had to make up time from driving south.
Mackenzie grimaced as another wave of pain ran through her stomach. They had become more frequent and painful as the ride continued. The men were sticking to the back roads and heading north. She heard mention of a pilot and knew they would never go to a commercial airport. She racked her brain for any private airstrips she knew of, there was no way to get the information to Jax but she had to try and keep her mind off the pain.
The suv started to slow down and looked out over a seemingly abandoned airport. She started to panic. Mackenzie knew if she got off the ground, she would probably never see her family again. The idea of never seeing Jax or Abel again made her heart race. She bent forward in silent pain as a pain something like a knife stab straight through her stomach.
The man in the passenger seat climbed out of the car and walked around twice, looking for any type of threat to their mission. When he was satisfied, he pulled the back door open and grabbed Mackenzie's arm, yanking her out of the vehicle. She groaned and breathed heavily as she felt another pain rush through her.
"Stop, just stop. I'm pregnant and something's wrong. Please, just stop." She finally broke her silence as the man pushed a gun into the back of her neck and pushed her towards a Learjet. He didn't pause or show any concern as he shoved her towards the stairs.
She stepped onto the plane and was immediately pulled away from the door. She yelped with pain at the sudden movement. Meanwhile, her husband pulled the man who had a gun at her neck down to the floor and pressed his own pistol into his spine. A gunshot rang out down on the ground moments before Happy ran up the stairs and nodded to Jax.
Jax hit the man on the ground with the butt of his gun and the man went limp. Once Happy was positioned with his gun trained on the unconscious man, Jax turned to a pale and sweating Mackenzie.
"Jax, something's wrong." She sobbed as Chibs lowered her down to the floor slowly. Jax rushed to her side and looked ran his hand over her head. She was soaked in sweat and panted heavily as the pain hit her again.
"Opie, call an ambulance." Jax called out. Mackenzie screamed and grabbed Jax by the front of his shirt.
"No, stop. They can't come here and see this shit. We've got to go to them." She spoke through groans and gritted teeth. Jax closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Fuck, Opie don't. Chibs," He looked up at the Scott who was already shaking his head. Mackenzie read the look on Jax's face and followed his gaze up to Chibs.
"Jacky Boy, we don't have time. They'll never make it. We've got to do this here." He looked and sounded like he was going to be sick. Jax paled and looked down at his wife. She was crying and shaking her head.
"Darlin, it's okay. Everything's going to be fine. Chibs was a medic, remember?" Jax tried to calm Mackenzie as he panicked on the inside. She shook her head and laughed.
"Chibs, did you deliver any high risk babies in the field during the five months you were a medic?" Mackenzie looked up at Chibs as he swallowed down bile. He tried to give her a smile.
"Lasses pop out babes all tha time, Mack. Opie, get over here and find some towels or sheets or something." Chibs dove into action, even though he was way over his head. Mackenzie's mouth fell open as she looked at Jax in shock.
"Son of a bitch. Happy don't you dare look back here." She groaned as another pain shot through her. He didn't even turn at his name but shook his head to show he would never dream of doing so.