A/N: bit of a short one but we are getting to the good stuff I promise. They all find out soon.
Roxy had been hanging around at the lot most of the day. She had taken a sick day from work, unable to concentrate she would be of no use to any of her clients after their meeting with Rosen that morning.
Lighting up yet another smoke, Roxy's phone started ringing. Her heart dropped as she looked at the screen and noticed it was a blocked number. She knew this would be the prison. Why they'd be calling her she didn't know, but it couldn't be good. N
"Hello?" Roxy held her breath waiting for the response.
"Hello, is this Roxanna Morrow?" A lady's cool voice replied on the other end.
"Yes this is her."
"This is Dr Harper from Stockton Penitentiary Infirmary. A Juan Carlos Ortiz has you down as his emergency contact when he arrived yesterday?"
Roxy's heart plummeted. This could not be good.
"Yes. What's happened? Is he ok?" Roxy was frantic now, the catch in her voice evidence of her emotional state. She had jumped off the picnic table she'd been occupying and started pacing. Drawing Gemma's attention from the office.
"He's stable. He was stabbed twice in the back. Luckily the shank missed his lungs and kidneys but he lost some blood and has had some internal bleeding." Roxy couldn't help the tears now as Gemma made her way over to her daughter, sensing her despair she pulled her into a hug. "He's stable but we are transporting him to St. Thomas for further care."
Roxy breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Can I see him?"
"Immediate family can see him. I'm sure as his emergency contact you'll be allowed in. However that will be up to the guards who accompany him."
"Ok. Thank you for calling. Can you let him know I'll see him at St. Thomas?"
"He's under sedation at the moment for the transfer but I'll try."
"Ok thank you." Roxy hung up and couldn't help the tears now, Gemma just squeezed her tighter.
"What happened baby?" She pushed Roxy away slightly so she could see her face.
"Juice was stabbed in the back. He's being transferred to St. Thomas." She hiccuped slightly.
"Dammit. I knew they weren't safe in there." Gemma squeezed her daughter's shoulders. "He ok?"
Roxy wiped her face with the backs of her hands and sighed. "I guess. They're transferring him to St. Thomas. I should be able to see him seeing as he put me down as his emergency contact."
"Ok. Well you head over soon as he's there baby." She pulled her towards the clubhouse. "In the meantime lets have something to drink."
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Roxy managed to get into Juice's room, he was sleeping when the guard let her in. She made her way over to the bed, he was wearing a hospital gown and was shackled to the bed with one hand. Roxy shuddered at how pale he looked and vulnerable hooked up to the IV and heart monitor. Roxy pulled the lone plastic chair over to his bedside and plopped down. She pulled his hand into hers and gave it a squeeze, trying not to cry again.
After a few minutes Juice groggily opened his eyes. He was still kinda foggy from the sedation, that was necessary for the bumpy transport from Stockton back to Charming.
"You're a sight for sore eyes." Juice tried to focus on Roxy's face. After his close call with the lovely Dion followed by a yard shanking he was ecstatic to see his girl at his side.
"Jesus Juan Carlos, you gave me the biggest fright. What the fuck happened?" Roxy's eyes were probing, desperate to find out why he was on his own and what the guys were playing at in there. Juice's incident only made her worry more about her dad and brother.
"Just some rivalry shit. Wrong place, wrong time, don't worry about it." He squeezed her hand back. "So do I get a kiss or what?"
Roxy cracked a grin, forgetting the importance of her question. "Of course. Guard says I only have half an hour though and you slept through 25mins of it."
"Well you best make the most of the last 5 then." He tried giving her his winning smile, but still feeling a bit drunk it didn't go quite to his eyes.
Roxy stood up and leant over his bed, running her hand up his chest to his face she moved in and captured his lips with hers. Roxy couldn't help but pour her emotions into the kiss, she had been so worried about him, panicked that she'd perhaps lose him when they hadn't even had the chance to make anything official yet.
Starting to get carried away, Juice tangled his free hand in her hair while Roxy moved one of hers from his face down his chest towards the blanket. Just as her hand reached his crotch the door opened and the guard busted in.
"Alright lovebirds visits over."
Roxy sprung off Juice and flustered while she straightened out her clothes. Juice just glared at the guard and shifted uncomfortably in his bed. A hot make out session with his girl had been exactly what he needed. Unfortunately it was cut short.
"Sure. I'm coming." Roxy gave the guard a pointed look before turning back to Juice.
"I'll come by again tomorrow. Try rest up." She winked at him and gave him one last lingering kiss before the guard cleared his throat reminding them he was still there.
Juice squeezed her hand again before letting her go.
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By the time Roxy made it back to the lot it was nightfall. She filled Gemma in on Juice's condition and thought she could broach the subject of their secret again.
"It's time we tell them Ma. I can't help but think this was related to our attack and I can't keep putting Juice in danger when he doesn't know anything about it."
Gemma just sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Baby I'm telling you this will just make it worse. You think it's bad what they did after what happened with Chibs imagine what'll happen if they knew about us." Placing her glasses on the desk. "Jail time would be the least of our worries."
"Ma he coulda died. They shivved him in the back. Twice. They weren't exactly being gentle." Roxy huffed.
"Just let this blow over baby. It always does."
Tara arrived at that moment, effectively finishing their conversation.
By the time they'd finished saying hello the three women noticed a van pull into the lot. Heading out of the office the women approached the van as it parked up and the men started getting out. The mood was instantly tense. Most of the club moved towards the clubhouse but Jax just walked past the three women, face covered in bruises and cuts and made his way to the garage. Roxy snapped her head over to her dad, his face equally battered and serious as he stormed into the clubhouse without even a second glance.
This couldn't be good. If Jax and Clay were at odds then nothing good could come of it.
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The next day Gemma decided having a big dinner would be a good way to get the guys on good terms again. Plus it had been a while since they'd all been together.
Roxy was currently with Juice though. Now that he was technically on bail he had easier visiting limits and no guard on the door.
Letting herself in Roxy pulled the curtain closed so that if someone did come in they couldn't see the bed. That would give them an extra moment of privacy in case anyone from the club busted in.
"Finally. Been dying to see you since last night." Juice tried to pull himself up in his bed.
"Sorry got a bit held up down in the office. Plus I've gotta go help Ma out later. She's having a dinner tonight."
Juice's face fell at that comment. He loved Gemma's big family dinners. He'd never experienced anything like it growing up and it felt good to have such a big group of people who all cared about each other.
Roxy noticed his expression. "Don't worry babe. Soon as you're out we can do another one. Tell them about us." She offered him a smile.
"Sure ok. But in the meantime you have some kissing to make up for."
Roxy rolled her eyes at his lame comment but she slid onto the bed anyway, careful not to put any weight on him.
Juice had use of both his hands now he wasn't shackled to the bed, so with one tangled in her hair to pull her lips to his, he used the other to slide down her back to grab her ass.
Roxy was wearing tight fitting slacks and a loose blouse, her usual office attire, and Juice always thought she looked sexy in it.
Roxy picked up where she left off the night before and slid her hand down the front of his not so sexy hospital gown towards his crotch.
She broke away from his lips for a second. "Sure you're ok baby?"
Juice gasped as she wrapped her fingers around him. "I think if you stop I won't be."
Roxy kissed him once again, allowing her hand to move up and down his length with just the right amount of pressure.
"Good. Wouldn't want to hurt you." She mumbled, kissing down his jaw and neck towards his muscular chest.
Juice couldn't help but pant as Roxy replaced her hand with her lips, it'd been too long since he'd last had her and spending the last two days either in prison or lying in this stupid hospital bed was driving him crazy.
When she had finished and Juice had recovered somewhat Roxy fixed them both up and pulled herself up the bed to face him again.
Juice stroked her face as he took in her features. She had the most beautiful clear blue eyes, her dark brown curls slight messed flowing round her face. He couldn't take his eyes off her lips, plump and slightly swollen from their recent activity.
Roxy felt slightly self conscious under his intense gaze and tried burying her face in his pillow.
"What?" She mumbled into his shoulder.
Juice considered for a moment before answering. "Nothin'." He had been almost ready to say those three words to her. Something he'd not said to anyone before, he couldn't even remember if he'd said them to his mum or sister before. But it scared him and he decided against it. For now. "Just glad you're here."
Roxy raised an eyebrow. "What? Glad you got a blow job out of it?" She retorted with a smirk.
He chuckled. "Well that... And I was worried I'd never get to see you again if we were stuck in there."
Roxy blushed. "Yeah I was worried too." Roxy had always maintained she never wanted to be an Old Lady, and the guys doing time was one of the reasons why. She didn't think she could just wait around, life passing her by, as she waited for her man to be released.
Now she knew she could do it. Just being apart from him for 24 hours was too much and she couldn't see herself with anyone else.
Before he could question the look on her face her phone rang and Roxy jumped up to grab it.
It was Harley. "Hey lady what's going on?"
Harley groaned. "You would not believe it if I told you. But we've been shut down for the day. More issues with Caruso. Wanna come pick me up and I'll help you with your Ma's dinner?"
"Yeah sure I gotta swing by the shops soon anyways so I'll come pick you up from your place."
"Ok cool. My Ma is dealing with all this for now so she'll come later. Figure we could use a catch up. Heard about Juice being in the hospital."
"Yeah I'm here now. But I'll come get you in 20."
"Ok. Have fun lady." Roxy could hear the wink in Harley's voice.
"Already did." Roxy laughed and hung up as Harley started laughing at her.
Juice had been trying to eavesdrop with little success. "Already did what?"
Roxy leaned back in and gave him a hot kiss. Pulling away she said, "have fun."
Juice smirked. "Well I sure had fun. But I'll make it up to you when I'm better."
"Who said I didn't have fun babe?" Roxy winked and started gathering up her stuff. At the disappointed look on his face she stopped and leaned over him again. "I always have fun when I'm with you." She gave him another searing kiss. "But I'm looking forward to you making it up to me."
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Harley and Roxy had spent most of the afternoon messing around at the shops before heading to Gemma's to help cook.
The few croweaters that were there served the girls with good club gossip, mainly about the guys and who was doing what.
By the time people started arriving the two girls had a fair amount to drink and were giggling away, trying to serve food.
The mood was light, until Tara came in. All guns blazing. Roxy wasn't really paying attention but it was something to do with Gemma causing a fuss at the hospital.
With the arrival of the guys Roxy and Harley started dishing out beers and trying to get everyone else into the party spirit. It was obvious this was going to be a hard task given the mood of the MC members at present.
As soon as Jax and Clay were together and Bobby and Tig all hell broke loose. The remaining guys were trying to calm the fighting pairs down and then it just became an all out fight.
No one noticed Deputy Hale enter the room until he shouted over the top of the men. Taking a few steps closer to Harley he attempted to offer a comforting hand.
"I don't know how to say this. But we've just found Luann Delaney off the highway. She was beaten to death. We don't have any other details yet." He squeezed Harley's shoulder, "I'm really sorry Harley."
Harley grabbed Roxy's hand, unable to say anything or do anything other than stare at the door Hale just left through.
That's when Clay started in on Jax again. "Did you cause this? Retaliation for Cara Cara?"
Jax glared at his step father. "You're as blind as you are crippled."
"No! The blind guys in jail with no wife because you just got her killed!" Clay's voice was full of contempt.
"I'm not the one murdering women!" Jax spat back.
Roxy just stared as the two men in her family tore shreds off each other, vaguely aware of Harley clinging to her arm.
Just as the noise reached its peak Gemma slammed the roast platter down on the table. The guys seemed to be forgetting that she had just lost her best friend, that Harley had just lost her mother.
The room fell deathly silent aside from Harley's soft sobs.
The club members actually looked guilty for their behaviour as Roxy and Gemma pulled Harley away and made their way to Roxy's old bedroom.