Holly stood with Jax as Dr. Namid explained was going on with Abel. Abel was being taken down for surgery on his heart to repair that damage.
"We want to wait to see how he deals with the first surgery before doing the surgery for his belly."
"Why can't you just do both?"
She rubbed Jax's arm gently, looking up at him.
"It would be too hard on his system, babe. He's only a couple weeks old and heart surgery can be hard on a grown adult."
She watched Jax tear up and walk away, watching Tara go after him to comfort him. He hadn't told Tara about him and Holly yet, but they hadn't broken up yet either. It was hard on Holly, but she endured it for now. She told Jax if he didn't tell Tara soon, she would. And that wouldn't be a pretty or pleasant conversation. She turned her attention back to Dr. Namid, listening to the rest of his explanation of how the surgery was gonna go. She let him go, going with Gemma to see Abel before he was brought into surgery, bending down to kiss the little boy's head.
"You're so strong, Abel. You can do this. You can make it through. I know it."
Wanting to get out of Charming for a little while, Holly had asked for a couple days off so she could go with Jax and Bobby up to see uncle Jury. She'd missed him quite a bit since she hadn't seen him since her 21st birthday. She packed a backpack with just a change of clothes, her toiletries, purse, wallet, laptop and cell, keeping it by the door. Jax was gonna pick her up in the morning and she'd ride on the back of his bike the entire way. It would be the first time she had done that since she started dating Jax. She felt a bit guilty about it for a while because she didn't condone cheating, but she and Jax fit so well together that she stopped feeling guilty after a while. She was just finishing up her breakfast when Jax came into the apartment, getting up to wash her bowl and glass quickly.
"Morning, darlin'. You ready to go?"
"Almost. I have to finish this and grab my shoes and bag."
"Take your time. We still have a little before we have to hit the road."
"Why? What did the road ever do to you?"
She bit back the smirk that she wanted to give, hearing Jax laugh at the bad joke she just told.
"You're not a dad, babe. You can't give off dad jokes like that."
"Why not? I like dad jokes. Sometimes."
"You literally slapped Tig when he made a dad joke the other day."
"That wasn't a dad joke, that was a dirty and wildly inappropriate joke. He deserved that slap."
Jax chuckled and turned her around to pull her in for a kiss, deepening the kiss after a minute, picking her up and wrapping her legs around him, carrying him into the bedroom.
"Jax…. I thought we had to leave."
"Like I said, darlin'... we have some time."
By the time they reached Jury's clubhouse, Holly had to pee and she was anxious to see Jury. She climbed off of Jax's bike, taking his helmet off and handing it to him, her backpack hanging on her back. When the door to the clubhouse slid open, she turned to look, smiling as she met Jury's eyes. She took off her bag, letting it fall to the ground before running into his arms happily.
"There's my girl. How are you doing, princess? You've gotten taller."
"And fatter."
"If this is fat, then you wear it well."
"I'm doing good, Jury. But I have to use your bathroom."
"Go on in. And get yourself a beer and something to eat."
She smiled and nodded, looking behind her to see Jax with her backpack, hugging Jury, before going inside to find the bathroom. She didn't remember too many of the men that was in the clubhouse, but she hi to everyone, nonetheless. She could tell which ones hadn't ever seen her before by the ones that had grabbed her ass, hearing Jury set them straight as she walked into the bathroom. When she came out, she went over and asked for a beer, talking to a girl named Cherry, getting to know her a little, having fun with her. Until Jax came over a little while later, dragging her over to the couch, holding her close to him.
"You doin' ok, darlin'?"
"I'm doing fine. You look a little tense, though. Are you ok?"
"Yeah. Kind of."
"What happened?"
"Clay wants to patch the Devil's Tribe into SAMCRO. Jury's not taking it any better than I thought he would."
"What does that mean for Jury's group?"
"Some of them will leave, that's for sure. None of these guys are able to handle this kinda heat. They're on their way to retirement."
"Then why does Clay wanna patch them in?"
"It'll give him more men to help him when he needs it."
"He needs a reality check."
He chuckled a bit and nodded.
"Oh, I meant to tell you. Abel made it through his heart surgery. Mom told me when we stopped on our way here."
"That's great, babe! Did Dr. Namid say when he wanted to do the surgery on his belly?"
"It'll be a few days before they decide anything else. He made it through, but they're monitoring him for signs of stress or something."
"He's strong, like his daddy. He'll be just fine. I know it."
He smiled at her, pulling her in for a kiss, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as she curled into him. He put both of their beers on the table next to them, the rest of the guys partying around them, everyone being served and serviced by the club hangarounds.
"Wanna go somewhere private? Jury's letting us stay in one of the back rooms for the night."
"Again? You're insatiable, Jackson Teller."
"Well, I have a goddamn amazing inspiration."
"You flatter me, Jax."
"Oh yeah? How much?"
"Oh, I don't know. How about I just show you?"
"Or, I can show you something?"
"Like what? I've already seen quite a bit of you."
"You'll see…."
He smirked as he led her back to the back room they were staying in for the night, pinning her to the bed once they were both undressed and the door was locked.
Holly woke up the next morning to someone knocking on the door, groggily looking at the door before nudging Jax awake, untangling herself from him. She kissed his cheek gently when he didn't move. But that got him waking up.
"Someone's at the door, babe."
"Who?"
"I don't know anything more than you do. Get up and see who it is."
"I don't have any clothes on."
"Neither do I. Do you really want someone seeing my tits and pussy?"
"Shit."
She got up and grabbed her toiletry bag before going into the bathroom to take a shower, playing music through her phone as she washed up, the hot water helping to wake her up. She heard Jax come into the shower when he was done talking to whoever was at the door.
"Clay and the guys are here. Everyone except Juice and Tig. That was Bobby letting me know."
"Ok. I wanna go out for breakfast. I want donuts and coffee."
"We've got coffee here."
"But not donuts. And I want them both together."
"You're gonna be stubborn about this, aren't you?"
"You know me too well."
He smiled and let her climb out of the shower, moving into the hot water to wash himself up as Holly dried off. She admired him as he washed up, smiling to herself for a minute before going to get dressed before doing her hair and makeup.
"Do you want something for breakfast?"
"Nothing comes to mind. But please take someone with you? There are Mayans around here and I want you protected."
"I don't want a babysitter, Jax."
"Not a babysitter, Hol. A friend that'll protect you. Why don't you take Chibs or Happy?"
She sighed and gave in, not having the energy to argue so soon after waking up. She grabbed her wallet and her backpack before going out to find Chibs.
"Morning, lass. You sleep ok?"
"I slept amazing. Life a freaking log. Would you mind taking me out for breakfast? Jax doesn't want me going alone out here."
"The girls just made breakfast."
"No offense to them, but I'd kill for coffee and donuts. It's all I've wanted for a couple days."
"Alright, lass. Let's go get you some damn donuts."
She smiled at him and followed him out. But just as they were walking outside, Holly tripped over a rock and fell to the ground, just narrowly missing getting hit by a bullet coming from someone a group of Mayans. They opened fire on them and the clubhouse as Chibs pulled her back inside frantically, helping to pull the door shut.
"Go back to the bedroom, Holly."
She didn't need to be told twice, running back to the bedroom and diving into the room as Jax came running out, making sure she was ok before going out to help.
Getting back to Charming, Holly was tired, nearly falling asleep on the road. She hadn't slept well last night after the vote came in to patch over the Devil's Tribe to SAMCRO. Just like Jax had predicted, half of the guys jumped ship, turning in their vests as they left the clubhouse. Up until the party, things were pretty tense for a while. She had a couple beers before going to bed. But the noise coming from the party outside and the memories of the shootout with the Mayans kept her wide awake and a bit paranoid at moments. When Jax finally got her to sleep, it was uneasy at best. She woke up a few times throughout the night, thinking she heard gunshots. When she fell asleep completely, she kept replaying the start of it all. And how close she was to being shot in the head and being killed. So when morning rolled around, she was anxious to get home and into her own bed so she could sleep peacefully. But they had to stop at the hospital first to check in on Abel. Dr. Namid had decided not to wait to do the stomach surgery. As Jax kissed Abel's head before he was wheeled down, Holly made the mistake of sitting down and leaning her head against the wall behind her, quickly and unintentionally falling asleep where she sat. She was in such a deep sleep that she couldn't feel anything. Meaning that she couldn't feel Opie picking her up and drive her to her apartment in his truck or put her in bed. When she woke up, she heard someone messing around in her kitchen, grabbing the pistol in her dresser before going out to investigate, not fully awake yet. She let out a breath of relief and a grunt of frustration as she saw Gemma cooking.
"What the hell are you doing here, Gemma?"
"You're awake. Good. You hungry, baby?"
"Yes. But what are you doing here?"
"Jax told me that you didn't sleep well last night so I thought I'd check in on you. I popped my head into your room but you were out cold. I got you some groceries and more laundry detergent."
"You didn't have to do that."
"I don't mind doing it, baby. I like knowing you're taken care of."
Holly let out a huge yawn and stretched before putting the gun on the table. She rubbed her eyes as she sat down, looking over at Gemma.
"How did Abel's surgery go?"
"I guess it went really well. Jax is there now with the baby. Abel's definitely a fighter."
"That's great. I knew he'd pull through it. You Tellers are strong as hell."
Holly walked into the hospital, looking around for Jax, finding him with Tara in Abel's room. She took a deep breath and walked away, not wanting to deal with that. As she walked back outside, she got stopped by an older man, who pulled out his ATF badge.
"Can I help you, agent…"
"Kohn. Excellent manners. Most people get defensive when I pull the badge out."
"Well, can you blame them? Usually an FBI agent doesn't spell trouble. Especially in a small town like Charming."
"Fair enough. I'll get to the chase then. I'm looking into the Sons of Anarchy MC and I've noticed that you've been seen with quite a few members of the club."
"Let me stop you right there, agent Kohn. Just because I know a few members doesn't mean that I know what they get up to. Though I'm more than just a hangaround, I'm family. All I can tell you is they're loyal as hell to each other and their families and take care of their own. Beyond that, you'll have to talk to the guys yourself. I don't know what goes on behind closed doors."
"Alright. What can you tell me about Jackson Teller?"
"He's been my best friend my entire life. We were born and raised together. What do you want to know?"
"Does Tara know you've been sleeping with her boyfriend?"
She looked at him in shock. Who did this asshole think he was?
"I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't been sleeping with Jax. And you need to back off of it. FBI or not, I don't like being threatened or lied on. Don't make me show you how much I hate that shit. Now if you don't mind, I have things to do that don't involve being insulted or blackmailed. Good day, agent Kohn."
She walked to her car, trying to keep the panic off her face and out of her attitude, climbing into her car. This wasn't good.