Hello my readers, we are up to chapter 19! I hope all is well with you all. This chapter will be loosely based off of episodes three and four of season three. This chapter will also take place about three days after the previous chapter. I hope you all enjoy!

I sat at the end of the hospital bed in the insanely uncomfortable paper gown they supplied to me, swinging my legs back and forth, anxiously waiting for the doctor to make an appearance.

Today was my first day of chemotherapy and I'm not going to lie, pardon my language, I'm fucking scared to death.

The word itself made me on edge. Yeah, it could rid me of cancer completely, but the long list of side effects are absolutely dreadful.

My cellphone began to ring from my purse which sat on the blue leather chair in the corner of the room.

I slid off of the end of the bed, taking large steps across the spacious room, hoping I wouldn't miss the incoming call.

I unzipped the main pocket, picking my phone off of the mountain of items in my bag.

I flipped open the phone, glancing at the lit up screen, discovering it was my mother trying to reach me.

I hit the answer button, bringing my phone to my ear.

"Hey mom."

"Hey Mel bear. I need you to do a favor for me."

"Sure, what is it?"

"I need you to go to Nate's house."

"Gemma 's father? Is he okay?"

"Not exactly, baby. The dementia has gotten worse. That's why I need you to go to his house. Since Gemma is currently a fugitive, she herself can't check Nate into the nursing home. I would do it, but that bitch Stahl has a tail on me. If I go up there myself, I will bring her straight to Gemma."

"You're being followed? Jesus christ, this cunt is desperate. Mom, if Stahl has an extra set of eyes on you, she'll definitely have someone on my ass as well."

"You have some great advantages in your favor. You're a hell of a lot younger and quicker than your mom. If anyone can shake a tail, it's you."

I picked up my clothes that has also taken up space on the chair and began to get dressed quickly while I was still on the phone with my mother.

"Okay no problem, I'll do it. I just need the address to Nate's house."

"You have a pen handy?"

I dug through my purse, finding nearly everything but a god damn pen. The closest thing I had to a pen was my black eyeliner.

Eh, what the hell? Looks like that will have to do.

I pulled the cap off, bringing the point to the top of my right hand.

"Okay, go ahead."

Now fully dressed with my purse on my shoulder, I opened the closed door, my eyes shifting down the hall to the waiting room.

Sure enough, there was one person who stood out from all the rest.

He was dressed way too nice and I could tell the gun he tried to hide was peaking its way out from behind his dark brown belt.

Since his eyes were on the television, I quickly made a dash for the elevator without looking suspicious.

I frantically pushed the dowwards arrow button on the wall, looking behind me every couple of seconds to make sure my tail hasn't spotted me.

"Fuck it."

I abandoned all attempts to take the elevator and took the staircase located a couple of feet away.

I arrived at Nate's home about forty five minutes later.

I got out of my car, taking a good look at the home my mother-in-law grew up in.

It was beautiful. It was very similar to Gemma's current home.

I took a deep breath, heading up the short pathway to the front door.

Before I even reached the door, Gemma was there in the doorway with a small smile on her face.

"Hi sweetheart," she greeted, pulling me into a tight hug.

"Hey Gem."

She pulled back, looking at me with a concerned expression.

"What?"

"You look like hell, Mel."

"That's what every woman longs to hear," I replied, forcing a chuckle to reach both of our ears.

"When was the last time you got some sleep?"

"Last night for about twenty minutes. I don't sleep much anymore."

I followed Gemma into the house, closing the door behind me.

"Abel's sleep pattern changing?"

For a split second, I forgot Gemma has no knowledge about Abel's abduction.

"Yeah. He thinks it's playtime when the entire town is three sheets to the wind."

She smiled, turning her head to look at me.

"I miss him so damn much."

"I know you do. He misses you just as much."

"Do you want anything? Coffee, something to eat?", Gemma asked, entering the kitchen.

"No thank you, I'm fine."

"I appreciate you doing this for me, Mel. "

"It's no problem, Gem. You don't have to thank me."

"Yeah I do. I know Jax is going to give us shit for you being here when he comes in a couple of hours."

I taped the final box I had at my disposal when I heard mutliple bikes outside the window.

"Gem, Mel, the boys are here!," Tig yelled, opening the front door.

I let out a weary sigh, preparing myself to get yelled at by my husband.

I heard carpeted steps come closer to Nate's bedroom as I stacked the boxes close to the door.

Jax entered the room, assisting me with lifting the final box.

"Thanks," I stated, afraid to make eye contact with him.

When I finally did, he had an angry expression on his face.

"Mel.."

I held my hand up to stop him from saying anything else.

"Before you scold me, can I at least get a kiss hello?"

His blue eyes softened. He moved closer to me, his hands grabbing my waist, pulling me closer to him. He leaned in, giving me a feather like kiss.

When he opened his eyes, the coldness was back again.

"I told you to stay put, Mel. You have to stay either at the clubhouse or the house. Do you realize what will happen to you if you get caught with my mom? That's aiding and abetting."

"I know what it is, Jax. Your mom needs help with setting your grandfather up in a home. She clearly couldn't do it, so she reached out to my mom. My mom couldn't come because Stahl is having her followed. I was being followed too, but I managed to lose my tail. I get why you're pissed. But, there are going to be times when I am going to have to defy your demands, baby. "

"Don't make a habit out of it, alright?"

I didn't respond.

"Mel."

"Okay, I promise. I'll try."

I closed the bedroom door, taking a seat on the bed.

"Any news on Abel?"

He nodded, handing me a piece of paper with Cameron Hayes holding our son.

"Oh my god... where was this taken?"

Jax took a seat next to me.

"Canada."

"I assume you're heading up there soon."

" Yeah. I'm going to take Gemma too. Just until we can figure out how to clear her name."

I clutched the photo tighter, my thumb caressing Abel in the photo.

"There's one more thing."

"When isn't there one more thing?"

"They pulled our bail on the chruch assault. We'll be back in Stockton by the end of the week."

"Jesus christ. But how are yo..you're not going to be at that hearing, are you?"

"I have no choice. "

"I know you don't. Is there anything I can do?"

"Yeah."

"What is it? What do you need me to do?"

"I hate that I'm asking this, but I need you to round up a couple of the Cara Cara girls. It's the only way we can get a favor from the Chinese. Looks like they have a soft spot for porn pussy too."

"Okay, I'll make some calls before I leave. "

"Thanks, darlin'."

"Of course.. Jax, when are we going to tell Gemma? We can't keep this from her. She deserves to know."

"I know. I'll tell her. I just have to find the right time to."

I helped Nate into my car, closing the passenger door.

"I'm going with you," Gemma stated, putting on her hat.

"Someone could see you."

"It's my risk."

"Gem.."

"It's not up for discussion," she threatened, getting in the backseat of my car.

I nodded, feeling a sharp pain tearing through my stomach.

I winced, slamming my mouth shut, clenching my jaw tightly to keep from calling out.

No, no, no, not now.

"Mel, you okay?", Gem asked as I got into the driver's seat.

"I'm fine."

What do you think, readers? Do you think Melanie will make a habit of going against Jax's demands?