The next day had been off to a busy start. It seems like everything club related was too fast at the moment. Juice was starting to become a bit distant and his compulsions were increasing. He'd been incredibly frustrated with Roxy this morning when she used his toothpaste and left it uneven in the tube. Roxy wasn't able to calm him down like she usually could. All this with his kutte being stolen really wasn't helping. Put on top of that Roxy being involved in the care taker's killing and her not telling him about it.

They'd been out on some club related business this morning and Roxy had hung around the clubhouse to try relax a bit and figure out what his problem was. Vodka usually helped with that and seeing as Harley was busy at Cara Cara she couldn't go to her to blow off steam.

The guys were currently having Church to vote in the new prospects and the transfer of Happy and Kozik. The three nervous potential prospects, Miles, Filthy Phil, and Shepherd were currently sitting with Roxy at the bar, waiting to be called in when the decision was made.

Roxy figured none of them had any idea what they were in for. None of them struck her as particularly MC material but she figured first impressions could be deceiving.

The boys were eventually called in and emerged with triumphant smiles and brand new kuttes. Roxy smiled back but was inwardly smirking to herself, those boys would not be smiling if they really knew the shit prospects had to put up with. And she meant shit both figuratively and literally.

A few minutes later the guys started exiting the chapel with an elated Happy and defeated Kozik with them. Kozik stayed back chatting to Clay and Jax while Happy made his way to the bar, giving Roxy a smirk and a wink as he collected his celebratory drink.

Not two minutes later as Tig was walking up to join them at the bar Kozik came up behind him and sucker punched him. Then it was on! The two brawled around the clubhouse while everyone sat back and watched. Juice moved the furniture out the way so they had room to go at it. They needed this as the tension had been brewing for a while.

The fight was broken up, however, when they came too close to the bar and ended up bumping into Roxy.

"Alright champions let's break this shit up." Chibs stepped in.

Juice helped Roxy right herself so she could follow after Tig to help patch him up. Chibs took Kozik over to the sofa so he could patch him up.

Roxy got Tig to sit on the edge of his bed in his dorm. She carefully navigated the pigsty that was his room, to get his first aid kit from the bathroom.

Settling back in front of him she began tending to the cut on his face, from one of Koziks rings.

"When you guys ever gunna fix this?"

"When hell freezes over kid." Tig grunted at the application of the betadine. Roxy just rolled her eyes and kept going.

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After spending the rest of the day at the hospital with her mum Roxy was exhausted. Gemma had given her new statement to the authorities and was waiting on a possible deal or plea bargain. But it wasn't looking good, especially with Stahl meddling every chance she got.

Juice also hadn't responded to her last messages so god knows where he was. So she decided to stop by her apartment and freshen up, check the place out, and get some more clothes before heading back to the clubhouse.

When she arrived at the clubhouse the guys were all there, but she couldn't see Juice.

Roxy clocked her brother at the bar and went over to ask him where he was. Apparently in his dorm, patching up from the afternoons activities.

Roxy knocked then opened the door to his dorm room without waiting for a response. She'd been staying here this last week so she figured it didn't matter, the knock was more to alert him to her presence than anything else.

When she walked in she wasn't quite prepared for the scene before her eyes. It was innocent enough, but Roxy knew the score.

Juice was sitting on the edge of his bed with Mandy, one of the sweet butts, kneeling between his legs, her hands on his bloodied knuckles attempting to clean them.

Juice's head snapped up when he heard her ask what the fuck was going on.

"You weren't here Roxy, someone had to take care of him." Mandy had spared Roxy a glance before returning her attention to Juice, giving his thigh a squeeze at the same time.

Juice looked uncomfortable sure, but he was making no moves to tell Mandy to fuck off. He knew the score, this was way out of line. Yeah she wasn't his official Old Lady, but she was as good as.

Roxy focussed her attention on Mandy, wanting to rip the bottle blond extensions right out of her head.

"Well I'm here now so I suggest you get the fuck out." If looks could kill Mandy would be dead five times over.

Juice was starting to regret the decision to let Mandy in here. Sure he wanted to get Roxy to cut ties but this was going to be painful. Too painful.

"You want me gone baby?" Mandy looked up to Juice who was going to tell her to fuck off but Roxy stepped in.

"I don't give a fuck what he wants. Out! Now! Before I literally kick you out." Roxy stomped over towards Mandy, who even though she had a foot on Roxy, cringed at the look on Roxy's face.

"Whatever. You know where to find me if you need me Juice." She winked and shut the door behind her.

Roxy now focused all of her undiluted rage on to Juice.

"What is your game JC?"

He looked at his feet. Not knowing what to do. He agreed with Jax and wanted Roxy away from all this. But he didn't want her to think he cheated. He didn't want to cause that kind of pain. This was a stupid idea.

"Nothing. Just offered to help patch my hands. That's it."

Roxy eyed him sceptically. "Why a sweet butt though?"

"I dunno. Just needed someone to do it and Chibs was busy, she offered, he we are."

Roxy could see the honesty in his eyes. She knew they hadn't done anything. Still didn't stop it feeling like a betrayal.

"Whatever." She sat down next to him on the bed. "So what happened anyways? Noticed you got your kutte back." She nodded towards the leather hanging on its usual hook.

"Yeah sorted some club stuff and beat the shit out of Salazar who stole it. All good now."

"Told you you'd get it back." She nudged him with her elbow. "What's with the funk you e been in? I done something to piss you off?"

Juice sighed. "No. Just me. Being stressed." He wrapped an arm round her shoulder and pulled him in close.

He either needed to man up and push Roxy away or just live with him ruining her life with his selfish need to be with her.

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Roxy stumbled out of bed this next morning in search of coffee. It was going to be a busy day today, the guys were leaving for Ireland that night and she had loads to sort out with her Ma. In the meantime coffee was top priority.

She was just about to pass Jax's room when a livid Tara came storming out, ignoring Roxy's question.

She stopped in front of the open door, saw Jax on his bed, which wasn't out of the ordinary, but Ima wearing nothing but his tshirt standing at his bathroom door was out of place.

Clicking to what he was doing she told her brother, "you're a fucking asshat Jackson." She turned towards Ima, "and you're just a massive slut. You knew damn well he was taken."

She stormed off in search of Tara. Making her way through the barroom she saw Lyla slap Opie before taking off out the front herself.

What the hell was happening here today.

By the time she made it to the lot Tara was already at her car. Ima came stumbling out after Roxy. Lyla and her exchanged heated words before Lyla slapped Ima before she too stormed off to her car.

Ima looked slightly stunned but kept on her game face.

"I suggest you follow their lead. The next one won't be just a slap." Roxy turned on her heel and stormed back into the clubhouse, intent on having it out with Jax and Opie.

When she got inside Opie was already chatting to Jax so she left the boys to it and went back to take the prospect up on his offer of coffee.

Juice gave Roxy a tight smile as he left the chapel and went to Jax's room.

"Guys we're at the table."

"Oh sure." Opie made to get up.

"What's the go with Roxy? Think I was successful with Tara." He looked sadly at the ground.

Juice shrugged. "I dunno man. Don't wanna hurt her."

"Might have to Juice. It's for the best."

Opie looked between the two. "I think you're underestimating Tara and your sister." He walked past Juice and headed to Church.

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The plan to get Gemma out was in motion. The guys didn't know, but she had to stop by the clubhouse to grab some of her stuff. Roxy was to go with them, her Ma might need help and she also didn't want Roxy left at home alone without really any of the guys.

All the guys were loading up the van when she got there. Roxy had loaded her car up with her Mum's suitcase and some of her stuff from the apartment. She ran into Juice's dorm to grab her small backpack and filled it with her toiletries and her iPod along with a couple other bits.

She managed to throw it in her car too without raising any suspicion.

Juice caught her as he brought the last of the gear to the van.

"We gotta go now babe." He held her arms.

"I know, what if I could come with you?" She asked him curiously.

"No. Not happening."

"Why not?" She was annoyed now with his blunt answer.

"Got too much else to worry about." He copied her annoyed tone.

"Ugh. Like what?" She scoffed.

"Finding your nephew for one. Without worrying about you, I dunno, killing some chick and hiding the body?" He levelled her with a serious gaze now.

"Jax told you?"

"Yeah seeing as you didn't."

Roxy stammered for a moment. "Ma told me not to."

"This is exactly why you can't come. You have to tell me this shit." He dropped his hands from her arms. "I don't have time for this now."

"I don't have to tell you shit. You don't tell me everything."

"That's club shit and you know it's different."

Roxy gave up. She wasn't going to win this fight. Not now he pulled the club card. And she had places to be.

"Whatever. Have fun in Ireland." She kissed his cheek and left for her car.

Juice was torn in two minds. On the one hand it was not the send off he was hoping for. On the other it seemed like she was pulling away and he just hoped maybe she would have decided to leave by the time came back. It'd be easier that way.

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The police chase out of town was the exact adrenaline rush Roxy had been missing. She couldn't remember the last time she had such a huge rush.

Jax and Clay were of course mega pissed with her and Gemma and Tara for pulling such a stupid stunt. Plus it meant they'd lost Tig as he had to run interference. It only solidified Jax's plan in his mind. He knew Juice wouldn't be happy though on seeing his sister at the plane.

He was right. As they pulled up to the hangar and unloaded from the car Juice was livid.

He stormed over to Roxy as the rest of the guys loaded the plane.

"What the fuck? Thought I told you not to come." He cornered her against the car.

"Yeah and I told you I don't have to do what you say." She folded her arms in front of chest and stood straighter. He was up in her personal space, trying to intimidate her but she wasn't taking his shit.

"Fucks sake Roxy. You wanna be an Old Lady you gotta do what you're told!"

"I don't want to be your Old Lady!"

Juice backed off slightly, hurt by her outburst. He was trying to push her away but he didn't want to. So it stung to hear her say that. "Then what the fuck are we doing?"

"Nothing Juice. We-" she motioned between them- "are doing nothing."

She shoved past him and made her way over to her mum who had been watching the whole exchange. Gemma had been watching Jax closely the last few days and Tara had filled her in on some of the behaviour. She knew what the boys were up to. It wasn't going to work on Tara but Juice might find himself single for good.

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The journey on a cargo plane wasn't exactly the most comfortable. Juice was asking Chibs what every noise was and it was clear he was super on edge.

"You never been on a plane before or something?" Gemma was sick of his questions.

"My Ma was too busy gettin high to take us on family holidays. And I rode to Charming from New York." He frowned.

Roxy felt kind of sorry for him there. But he was being a jackass so he could shove it.

Roxy shoved her iPod headphones in her ear and snuggled down in her jacket. She had originally been excited about the trip, even though it was under shit circumstances, but she hadn't been overseas before and she thought maybe her and Juice could have some fun around all the club business.

Truth be told she had been considering this Old Lady shit but when he started demanding stuff of her she decided he could suck it.

She couldn't help looking over at him and watching him talk to Chibs and Happy. Every now and again his eyes would meet hers but as quick as they met he'd look away. This was going to be a long few hours.