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Taming Ava & Fixing Jax - A Modern Fairytale
Chapter 32 Prelude
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TB loved these moments when there was a lot to do without a lot of days to do it in. He felt like a conductor leading an orchestra moving his PIs onto targets, his teams of attorneys into different areas of law he wanted researched and his new team of public relations people into putting it all together into one beautiful package to get Jax out of prison.
He felt more alive than he had in years and he owed it all to his daughter's selection of a husband. She had no way of knowing that picking a convict for a husband would lead to this reawakening inside him. He did appreciate the irony that Ellie Lowen was also part of that reason. She'd botched Jax's case and gotten Jax and Ava together. And soon she would be going down for her part in getting Jax convicted, but she wasn't his primary focus. He was focusing on the ATF agents and the prosecutorial misconduct for now.
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Ava was in her own little hell. Once Jax was out of recovery, she and Gemma were allowed to see him. He was groggy and just wanted to sleep, so she and Gemma sat on either side of his bed. She'd gone and gotten a couple of magazines from the hospital gift shop and was reading them. It wouldn't have been so bad but they weren't allowed to have food or drink in the room and the straight back chair wasn't very comfortable.
She and Gemma didn't have lunch together pretending the reason was they wanted one of them to be with Jax at all times. Ava walked to a deli across the street. She needed a little alone time. She felt smothered.
When Gemma returned from lunch, she had yarn with her and began to do something with it. Ava wasn't sure what the hell she was doing or why.
"You want me to teach you to crochet?" Gemma asked with that fake honeyed sweetness that got under Ava's skin and pissed her off.
"No," Ava said and returned to reading her magazine. She had deliberately not asked her what she was making. She didn't care.
Ava focused on summer fashion and the cute little sun dresses she wanted to buy. Of course, there wasn't any place to wear them except Charming. She hated Charming. It was the worst place she had ever lived.
The only place she went now was to the prison to visit Jax. She couldn't imagine spending three years visiting him every week. She just repeated her mantra that marriage to Jax was better than being really married over and over again.
Gemma was really making progress on what looked to be a blanket thing of some kind. It was white and she was putting in a couple of stripes bright blue. Ava wondered why she just didn't get a blanket at a store.
Ava went to the cafeteria to give Gemma a little alone time with Jax. She sat with Tig and Opie and enjoyed an ice cold Coke. It was nice to be out of that room. The guys had taken over a table in a back corner of the cafeteria. She had no idea what they did all the time while they were waiting.
"Jax looks a lot better," Ava said as she sat down.
"As long as he doesn't get another infection," Tig said.
"I understand Jax getting shivved in prison, but for someone to try to kill him on the outside . . ." Opie's voice trailed off and he shook his head.
"It doesn't make any sense," Tig said finishing Opie's thought.
"He say anything to you?" Opie asked.
Ava shook her head.
"He told us about the attempt—how he ripped the IV out of his arm to save his life. He thinks pretty fast."
"Jax's a smart guy," Tig said. "He may not have a fancy education, but his mind is first-rate."
Ava didn't say anything for once. If seemed to her that if Jax were so smart, he would have done something more with him life than end up in Charming in an outlaw motorcycle gang.
In her mind, a man wasn't successful unless he wore a suit to work and brought home millions of dollars a year. Anything less wasn't success. She didn't understand how easily her father accepted his blue collar son-in-law. It sure as hell wasn't to please her. There was just something about his attitude towards Jax that made her uneasy.
"I hope whoever is behind these attempts just gives up and goes away," Ava said wearily.
Tig and Opie exchanged glances. Ava had a lot to learn about the man she married, his lifestyle and how things worked in his world.
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The cops were hunting for her failed hitwoman. The news was carrying pictures of her from the surveillance video at the hospital and it was only a matter of time before she was identified. Ellie knew she would give her up in thirty seconds or less and then well Clay would think she was going to roll over on him and tell about her part in putting Jax behind bars. And she would if she could trade her information for her freedom.
She wasn't going to let that happen though. She'd gotten herself into this mess and she would get herself out of it. She was bringing a present of fentanyl laced crank to her failed hitwoman. She'd scarf up all the crank, overdose and die. Problem solved.
Ellie knew she was starting to lose it. Oh fuck her, she had really screwed up this time. Why else would she have been stupid enough and desperate enough to hire a junkie to make a hit in a hospital?
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Author's Note: I moved Quarantine & Love: Jax and the Romance Writer back to "M". If you haven't discovered the story at least give chapter 11 & 12 a read. A lot of readers find them funny and that's the sole purpose of this story to give everyone a laugh. Jax faces some harsh truth about sex.