*Jax*
This morning has been nothing but a shit show. Agent Stahl from the A.T.F has been hounding all the Sam Crow women trying to find dirt on the club. Luckily none of them have ratted us out, but Otto's old lady, Luann, and Half Sacks new girl Cherry were still in a holding cell. Thankfully Cherry wasn't of use to them, considering she's a recent addition to the SAMCRO family.
We figure Stahl will use Luann against Otto to get him to rat, so thankfully Unser will sneak Opie get a message to Luann to give to Otto. I wish this shit would end with having Abel in the NICU. This is added stress I don't need. Thankfully I know that Andy is someone I can talk about my personal shit with and I have Opie to talk through club shit with.
I smile down at my phone, seeing Andy's reply. Last night and this morning replayed in my mind like a movie. She was the only thing good about today so far, maybe I can visit with Abel too today. That girl knew how to do amazing things with her mouth and body. I have been with many women in my life, but she was by far the best I have ever been with. Not only was her attitude intoxicating, but her body was too. The more I think about Andy, the more I get a fluttering sensation in the pit of my stomach. I think I'm starting to get feelings for Andy, which scares me as I'm not used to having relationships anymore, just quick fucks.
"What's got you smiling, Jax?" My mom asks, walking into my house with another box suspicion all over her face.
I snap out of my thoughts and put my phone in my pants pocket. "Nothing," I tell her as I take the box out of her arms. I know she sees the mark Andy left on my neck.
"Got something to do with whoever left that mark on your neck?" She questions, arching her eyebrow. I swear this woman is a mind reader sometimes. I shake my head. "Who was it?"
"No, ma. And it was just some crow eater." I lie knowing Andy is anything but a crow eater. My mom nods her head slowly.
"Mhm." She says totally unconvinced by my answer before walking back to Abels nursery.
"How much stuff is left to do around the house?" I ask following her back, taking a quick look around.
"The dishes, floors, windows, bathroom, a couple of things. Why?" She asks, never looking up from her task.
"Want me to send the prospect over to help?" I ask as I reach for my phone.
"No. I'm gonna call Andy and see if she wants to help out. Figure she would want to help since she is becoming fond of Abel." My mother says. "Plus, I want to spend some time with her; I like that girl." A small genuine smile on her face telling me she's not just saying that but she actually means it.
"That's good; at least you like someone." I joke. "And yeah, she goes to visit him quite often. The other night she and Ope kids were reading to him when I went to see him." I tell my mom, the smile on her face growing at my revelation although I leave out the part that most of the time when she visits I'm with her.
"That girl works like a dog at the shop and still goes out of her way to help out you guys and the club."
"Yeah, she does." I agree I gotta do something nice for her, even if it's just a shit load of orgasms she deserves it.
"That girl would make an amazing Old Lady." My mom says with a hint of hope in her voice as she looks at me she's not as subtle as she thinks.
I nod my head. "Yeah, she would be." I agree as my mom pulls out her phone, calling someone and she's right Andy would be the best kind of old lady, she's already doing most of the things a good old lady does just without the label or the disclosure on club business.
"Hey, Andy, how about you take a day off at the shop and come help me get Jax's house finished for Abel's arrival." She says through the phone, I pick up a onesie playing with the sleeve, my kid will be wearing this soon and I'm not ready at all. "Alright, sweetie, I will see you soon. Bye-bye." She hangs up the phone slipping it in her back pocket. "Clay needs you at the clubhouse, by the way." I nod my head and put the onesie back down.
"Alright, I'll see you later, ma," I say, kissing her cheek before leaving the house and hopping on my bike. My phone dings in my pocket; I pull it out and see it's a text from Andy. "I had Ope bring me a change of clothes if he asks; a crow eater threw up on me last night," I smirk and put my phone back in my pocket, starting up my bike and making my way to the clubhouse.
~ ~ ~
*Andrea*
I pull up to Jax's house within 20 minutes of being summoned, that sounds dramatic but that's what Gemma does, it's not asking, it's summoning. Gemma comes outside and waves at me as I get off my bike, making my way to her. She pulls me into a hug. "Did you have a good time last night?" She asks, her hands on the tops of my arms, holding me in place.
I sigh looking into her eyes. "Yeah, up until a crow eater threw up on me."
"Oh my, did you beat her ass?" Gemma questions as we make our way into the house.
"No, I was plastered last night. I couldn't see straight, I literally had to hold on to Jax for most of the night." I tell her hoping my lie was convincing enough.
"Mhm." She gives me a knowing look as she leans on the counter in the kitchen. "I have a question, Andrea, and I want you to be honest with me." Her tone turning more serious.
I arch an eyebrow at her, "Aren't I always honest?" I ask her, feeling a little offended.
"Yes, you are. Sorry. Anyway, you know that A.T.F agent that has been bothering the club? Has she made any contact with you?" She questions lighting a smoke.
I lean against the counter next to her, crossing my arms across my chest. "No, why?"
"Because they're going after the Old Ladies and family of the members of the Club trying to get them to rat. They already have Luann and Cherry in custody." She tells me.
I laugh. "Glad I'm not an old lady then. And yeah, I may be Opes cousin, but they won't find shit on me besides the domestic charge I got for beating the shit out of my dad. Even if that bitch brought me in for that, I wouldn't rat on the club. You all have taken me in and treated me like family. Yeah, they do shady shit, but that's not my business. I am a mechanic, not an outlaw." I responded to her honestly. She drapes an arm over my shoulder, pulling me in for a hug after stubbing out her cigarette.
"Honey, you are family. You see a lot of fucked up shit every day working at T.M., and you don't say anything. You go with the flow. I don't want you to be intimidated by that bitch."
"Gemma, it takes a lot to intimidate me. I deal with Opie, Piney, and Jax almost every day, and I don't take any of their shit." My statement makes Gemma laugh.
"Honey, the reason Jax gives you shit is that he wants to get in your pants. I'm honestly surprised he hasn't gotten under your skin yet." She says, making my cheeks burn. If only she knew what happened between us.
"Yeah, I know." That is all I could say before changing the subject. "So, what do you need help with?" I ask her, looking around the house.
~ ~ ~
I just finished applying the last coat of paint in Abel's nursery when Gemma knocks on the door. I turn and see her smiling as she evaluates the room. "You did a great job, Andy." She states, nodding approvingly.
"Thanks," I say as I place the paintbrush on the tray. "I think I got more on myself than I did the wall." I gesture to paint covered clothes. Gemma laughs as she walks in.
"It's okay. You look adorable." She says. "I have to go. The club needs my help with something, you okay to put the crib together yourself? I know it's getting late, but we are just about done!" Gemma beams. I giggle and nod my head.
"Of course, Gem, anything for that little guy. You wouldn't mind if I worked all night here, would you? I don't feel like going home to listen to Ope and Donna bickering about the club." I shake my head, I've had a good day so far and that's not the way I feel like ending it.
Gemma pulls me in for a hug, which I happily return. "You do whatever you want, honey. You don't have to work all night; you can sleep, you know?" Gemma pulls away and holds me at arm's length as her phone starts to ring. "Alright, I gotta go. Be safe and call if you need anything. I'll lock the door on my way out."
"Okay," I say as she walks out of the room, answering her phone. I pay no mind to the conversation and get back to work determined to get as much as I can finished for baby Abel and Jax.
~ ~ ~
-5 hours later-
Once I finish everything, I clean up and relax on the couch watching TV. My phone rings indicating I have an incoming call. Seeing that it was Jax, I happily answered. "Hey, sexy." I seductively say into the phone.
Jax chuckles. "What are you doing?"
"Well, right now, I'm relaxing on your couch watching TV since I just spent the last five hours painting and cleaning your place," I tell him. "You?"
"Getting ready to take care of some club business. Mom told me that you were going to crash there tonight?" He asked. I instantly became nervous because I never thought to ask him for the okay.
"I'm so sorry; I should have asked you instead of your mom." I apologize.
"Andy, don't apologize. I was calling to tell you that I probably won't be back tonight. So make sure to lock all the doors, and keep your gun at your side just in case." Jax calmly said. I smile. That's so sweet of him, Jax has always been caring but this is a new level of protectiveness. Maybe sleeping together has changed things.
"Jax, I'm not dumb. I know what to do." I say as I hear Clay yelling in the background for Jax.
"I know, just wanna make sure you're safe. Look, Andy, I have to go. I'll text you when I can; I'll see you tomorrow." He says with a sigh.
"Be careful! And don't let it slip to ANYONE about what happened last night because Ope and Piney will have our asses." I remind him before ending the phone call.
~ ~ ~
*Jax*
-9 p.m.-
Unser, Opie, and I were patiently waiting outside the police station. Soon Tig, Piney, and Bobby would go through with their part of the plan and cause a bar fight that would draw the police away from the station long enough for us to talk to the girls.
"Dispatch is in a separate office. She won't hear us." Unser says from my side. "Get to the cells through the back door." I nod as I look to Opie, who has been quiet and distant all evening.
"Ope?" I say. He looks at me with a blank expression. "You here, man?"
Nodding slowly, he says, "Yeah." Just then, the station doors opened indicating the first part of the plan was complete. "That's our cue." He says he didn't want to be a part of the plan. What was his problem?
Once the cops jump into their cars and drive away, I make a decision. Opie didn't need to be a part of this if his head wasn't in the game. "Stay here. Call if anyone shows up." He looked slightly offended.
"I thought you wanted me--" I cut him off, not in the mood.
"Just keep your eyes open, dude," I say before exiting the van he distracted and that could cause a major fuck up that we cant afford.
Unser and I make our way into the holding cells. I find Cherry and Luann and motion for them to keep quiet. "Holy shit." Cherry whispers. Before unlocking Cherry's cell, I walk over to Luann, a nervous wreck.
"What are you doing here?" Luann questions.
"We think the feds are pressing Otto," I answered.
"Somethings going on. They're letting me see him tomorrow." She tells me.
"You gotta get a message to him. They're trying to use the RICO act against the club." I tell her. "You gotta tell Otto he can't give them any info, all right? Nothing. No matter how small or old."
"Shit." Luann nods. "Okay, I'll tell him." I nod and walk over to Cherry.
"What are they asking you?"
"Jax, you gotta take me with you, man, please." She begs. I shake my head breaking someone out isn't on the agenda.
"I can't," I say.
Cherry groans in defeat as tears well up in her eyes. "That bitch wants to send me back to Nevada. I'm going to do hard time, like a hundred goddamn years. I can't do that—your mom's right. I'll rat if I stay in here. I'll rat! Come on! Please. Please take me with you." She pleads. What a whiny bitch.
"All right, shut up." I harshly tell her as I pull open the cell door. She quickly steps out. well breaking someone out wasn't on my to-do list but I guess it just got added. "Come on. Come on." I had no other choice. We couldn't risk her ratting us out. As we walk out, I say a quick goodbye to Luann knowing she's a good old lady and the message will be passed along means I can breathe easier for now.
We make our way to Unser, and as soon as he sees me with Cherry, he flips. "What are you doing with her?" He demands trying to steer Cherry back towards the cells.
"We gotta take this one with us," I tell him as I start walking away. "Put her in the van. I'm going to check your office, see what I can find."
I hear moans coming from Unser's office and slowly crack the door to see Stahl sitting at the desk with her elbow on the table. At first, I thought she was fucking herself and that would be bad enough, but then she leans back in the chair as Hale comes out from under the table and for the life of me I dont know why he'd wanna go there. They both stand up as Stahl pulls at his belt and says, "Now it's my turn." Silently laughing, I close the door and leave. Well, I did find something after all not at all what I was expecting but as it turns out Hale isn't as good as he thinks he is and sleeping with a fed, one that looks like her, he must be desperate. As I leave the station I'm left with the question, do I tell Unser what I found or not.
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