(Jax POV)
I couldn't help it, but I blamed my wife for Abel being gone. I knew that it wasn't her fault but she was the one who was in charge when it happened. This was the second time I had lost my son and I wasn't ready to deal with that. Julie obviously had been hit in the head. I looked at the kids. They all looked scared. That bothered me a lot. I was blaming myself but I knew it was being put off on my wife. I was a shitty husband and I wasn't there when they needed me. I wasn't doing what was needed to keep them safe and that was my fault. I now had to find my son and keep the other three kids safe as well as my wife. I didn't know what Wendy was capable of or who was helping her. Someone had to be if they had taken Bobby with them too.
"Jackie boy," Chibs said.
I looked at him. He had just finished up stopping the blood from my wife's head. She was sitting with an icepack on her head. I looked at her again. Then I followed Chibs outside.
"You can't blame her, Jackie. She did all she could. I don't know what they hit her with but for it to still be bleeding, she got hit pretty damn hard," he said.
I nodded. I knew that she was hurting more than just physically. Abel was her son and she loved him just as much as she loved our other kids. She was waiting for me to say something to her. I was scared for my son. He was just a kid and who knew what Wendy was doing to him. He was my first born son. Julie was going to need stitches. I took her to the hospital while some of the guys stayed with the other kids. I was the one there with Julie. Juice was tracking Wendy as much as he could.
"Baby, I'm so sorry," Julie sobbed.
"It's all right babe, I know it's not your fault." I said.
"I am his mommy. I should have protected him."
"Babe we will get him back. I promise you that. We will be done dealing with Wendy after this. I swear it."
"I still should have done something."
"Babe, stop. It's going to be all right."
I was determined that we were going to find our son. I was going to do what we could to get him back. She ended up with five staples in her scalp. I felt bad for her. She had a lot on her plate with the four kids and everything I asked of her. She was doing it all and now that this had happened she was a huge mess. She wasn't going to be the same with this one. I was very worried about her. I took her back to the other three kids. Thomas was a mess when we got back. She was in pain but she stepped right back into that mommy role and took care of Thomas. She held him and reassured him that his brother would come home. I was brought back into reality of not knowing what I would do without her. She was the rock for our kids.
(Julie's POV)
*Three weeks later*
I threw myself into taking care of the three kids we had at home. I was trying to keep my mind off of Abel and him being gone. I was not doing a very good job of it. I cried when no one was watching me. I put the kids in bed at night and sobbed until I fell asleep. Jax was busy trying to find our boy so he wasn't really home. Bobby had been found highly drugged up a week after they had disappeared. Some of the other guys had come to check on us and make sure we had what we needed but what they needed was their father. He hadn't really come to see any of us. He slept at the clubhouse. He was off looking at every single lead they could come up with to find Abel. I was scared to death that his junkie biological mother would do something to harm him and we would never get him back. I had gotten my staples out a week after they were put in. I was back to full force taking care of the three kids I had at home. I knew that this was tough for us all. My phone went off.
"Hello," I answered.
"Is this Julie?" someone asked.
"Yes it is."
"I have some news for you, Julie."
"What?"
I was skeptical of anyone that called me anymore. I glanced over at Thomas who was playing on the living room floor. He looked up at me.
"A little blond boy just showed up in the ER. He has a jacket on with your name and number on it," the woman told me.
I almost dropped the phone. She went on to tell me she was at the hospital in Oakland. I took down the information and gathered up the other three kids. I was going to get my baby boy. I called my husband but he didn't answer me. I called Tig because I knew he would answer.
"What's up girly?" he asked.
"You near my asshole hubby?" I asked him.
"Yeah why?"
"Ask him why he can't answer the phone."
Tig did and the phone was passed.
"What do you want Julie?" Jax asked.
"I'm headed up to Oakland with the kids," I said.
"What the hell are you going to Oakland for?"
"I'm going to get our boy."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
I relayed the conversation with the nurse from the hospital there.