"Abel!" Brie stood on the porch calling after her 17 year old son.
"Ma I gotta go! Pop says they are voting on me today, I have to be there." Abel yelled from the driveway, already moving back towards his mom.
"I know that baby; tell your sister that she needs to run these repos this afternoon." Brie handed him a couple pieces of paper. Abel kissed his mom's cheek moving back down the stairs.
"Wish me luck Mama." Abel called as he back out of the driveway. "Good luck baby." Brie murmured moving back inside the house.
"Mom?" JJ called from her room. Brie smiled walking into her youngest child's room. Julie Johnetta Teller looked pitiful in the middle of her bed. "Are you hungry baby?"
"A little, when's everyone getting home?" She asked sitting up a little.
"In a bit, Abel just left for the meeting and Kayla has to close the office. So the boy will be back before she will." Brie told her. "You want me to bring you soup in here or do you feel up to coming into the kitchen?"
"I want to try to walk." JJ told her moving to sit up. Brie walked to the bed, holding out her hand. JJ stood up, and Brie wrapped her arm around her waist.
"How's the knee kiddo?" Brie smiled at hearing her father. "PawPaw!" JJ smiled as Chibs walked down the hall hugging her.
"It's okay. It just sucks I fell. Abel is never going to let me live it down that I fell off his motorcycle." Brie chuckled.
"He will baby, I promise." Brie told her. They reached the kitchen and Chibs helped JJ get comfortable in a chair. "You hungry dad?"
"Sure why not." Chibs watched as Brie dished up soup and made sandwiches. She was just sitting down when the back door swung in.
"Meet our newest prospect." Jax said moving inside and wrapping his arms around Brie's waist. "You should be proud of our boy."
"I am. Congratulations Abel." Brie told him, kissing Jax.
"Thanks Mama. I need to get back to the club house." Abel stood uncertainly watching his parents. Brie smiled at him, pulling away from Jax and hugging her son. "I'm proud of you kid. I love you." "I love you too Mama." Abel smiled, and gave her one more squeeze moving back. Jax pulled Brie back into his arms.
They watched as Abel knelt down next to his little sister. "How's the knee?"
"It's sore, but I'll be okay." JJ answered. "Congrat's big brother." She leaned over hugging Abel. "Thanks." They watched as Abel made his way back outside, getting on his motorcycle and backing out of the driveway.
Later that night, Brie locked the front door, walking back into the den. She paused in the doorway; Abel sat on the floor, holding an icepack to JJ's knee. Kayla sat on the couch, her arm around her baby sister's shoulders. Jax sat on the other side of JJ, her spot beside Jax, the blanket laying on the arm of the large sectional couch. She set the pizza boxes down, sitting next to Jax. Her dad sat next to Kayla. Clay and Gemma sat next to Chibs. This was their Friday night ritual, family night.
Brie and Jax smiled as the kids dug into the pizza. Kayla had just turned 19, Abel was 17, and JJ was 15. After that fateful night, their lives had settled down, had even become peaceful for the most part. And they couldn't have been happier.
The END!
Thank you so much everyone for reading.
I'm not one to carry on a story for a long time, but I'm already working on a new one. It should be up in the next couple days. But here is a preview for you
Friend, Family… Enemy?
Jax looked at Sam, he couldn't believe his eyes. He hadn't seen her in almost 10 years. But there was no mistaking the one of a kind tattoo circling her left wrist. Her hair was the same, dark auburn it had been since she started dying it herself, the tight tank top revealing her slim body, her long legs encased in dark wash jeans. Her leather boots gave her a couple extra inches. "Sam?" She turned to smile at him, her short hair ruffling in the wind. She crossed the distance between them, hesitating when she got to him. "Hey."
"When did you get out of Central?" Jax asked he was curious. She didn't look like a woman who had spent the last 9 years in a maximum security prison.
"We need to talk. I'm here to help get Abel back." Sam told him. She looked up hearing a sound behind them. She took off her oversized sunglasses, biting her lip as she looked at her brother. "Opie I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know, they didn't tell me." He nodded, hugging his baby sister, picking her up off the ground in his strong arms.