the next morning Jax sitting at the table with his brothers thinking of a way to make it up to River, when his attention was pulled back to the current situation at hand, he'd been trying for a week to push it to the back of his mind but that time was now up. staring at the Gavel that Clay had just slammed onto the Redwood Table Jax tracing his finger on the side while listening carefully to his President/Step- Father. " I"ve given you all time to think on what we should do about our Wearhouse we cant let the Mayans slide on this ." Tig Pipping up relaying the others day "ADVENTURE" to clay " We got the two girls taken care of, Durbowskys free of Charge." chuckles sounding off around the table, Happy's Gravel like voice speaking up " Yeah thanks to the VPs Dick." everyone bursting into laughter me kicking Tig in the shin underneath the table." AHH SHiT, what was that for?" tig yelled rubbing the sore spot.
me not responding to him rocking back on two legs in my seat hands tucked behind my head " Yeah seems he kicked his Gambling Habbit, wanted Emily Duncan instead...She wouldn't do him unless i did her, SO ALL OF YOU ARE WELCOME even got sac in to help" my infamous smirk pulling at the corner of my lips chibs "aye made the lad dig up a fresh corpse, shoulda seen it was a beautiful plan brutha" he said rings clinking against the table as he laid his hands down "as for getting our guns back i say we go in and take them back just like they did." the guys all humming in unison "hmm, we'll get back to that."
clay sitting for a moment in deep thought " We'll our IRA friends arrived earlier along with the Atf with a truck load of ak-47s in barrels I want you all to get them ready and shipped to Indian Hills, It's about time we make them family anyways." My eyebrow quirking at that. "patch over? I don't think Uncle Jurys' gonna go for that the Tribe don't have enough man power anyways and i didn't negotiate with him about that he aint gonna be Happy clay" i tried to defend thinking to what my fathers manuscript said about the sons just being a "Brother Hood" and "Motorcycle club" wanting to go legit seemed like the smartest thing to me especially with a Kid And Junkie ex Wife still in the hospital. Jax reminding his self to see if Wendy Had woken up yet, not like he really cared he just wanted the chance to rip her a new one. " Not his Decision" He said with a Eye roll slamming the Gavel down again " Church Adorned."
the next morning Jax was awakened by Bobby ready to roll out to Indian Hills, Jax throwing on his white Nikes and a samcro hoodie with his Kutt on top his VP and Men of Mayhem Patch proudly on display. walking out of the club house door seeing Bobby leaning against His Bike with a muffin and cup of coffee in hand, Bobby holding out a cup to him as he got closer them eating and drinking in silence taking off as soon as they were done.
almost half way to Indian hills The pair stop at a gas station so Jax could call Clay and Bobby could fill up again. after explaining to clay that they had been spotted and shot at in Mayans turf, coming out of the doors of the gas station Jax spotted some jackass sitting on his bike trying to get a pic snapped. bobby walking over from the gas pump watching the action go down. "Hurry up and take the damn picture, How hard could it be just push the button you bitch." the guy shifting on the seat all but yelling at the blonde girl." Im trying this dang on flip phone, i told you to update it!" Jax taking the opportunity to make his presence known. " Here let me help" he said taking the phone from the girl. "oh shoot, I-I told him not to sit on the bike" she said with an uneasy smile, me giving her my signature smirk in return" Nahhh Its alright, These phones have a trick to them you gotta click the sides to take the picture. Say cheese" I said snapping the picture, bobby taking it from my hands. "Well that's Before." He said " Before? Before what?" asked the guy Just as i gave him a Haymaker to the face Bobby snapping a picture of him on the ground. " And that's After." He said throwing the phone at his head as i spat on him "AINT NOBODY EVER TELL YOU NOT TO SIT ON ANOTHER MANS BIKE, ASSHOLE!" I say turning to his girlfriend " Where you headed darlin?" i ask throwing my leg over my bike. " No where in particular" she stated a smile spreading across my face me patting the bitch seat her smiling happily hopping on as her guy cussed her out as we pulled away.
walking into the tribes clubhouse Susie in tow blue eyes smiling up at me leaning up to give me a kiss. " Jackson!" I look up letting go of her in order to hug uncle jury "Hey we ran into some trouble on the way Clays heading up...I'm sorry." Uncle jury letting out a sigh " Not your fault son was going to happen sooner or latter." he smiled looking at bobby staring at one of his girls rubbing his fat chubby hands together. "my my my what fine chocolate." jury throwing his arm over bobby's shoulders nodding to the girl "Daytona" Bobby looking up to him " Like 500" laughing at him shaking his head "More like a 1000.. a night." bobby eyes growing wide jury clapping him on the back. " I've got you covered, Hey Daytona get over here got someone i want you to meet." and that was the last time i saw bobby that night everything turned into a drunken blur Me and Susie taking a room of our own to get more acquainted with each other.