Holly sat at her desk, returning a few emails before she could go home. She had Tommy and Abel with her today since everyone was getting the clubhouse ready for the guys' homecoming. It had been 7 months since she told Jax about the baby but she'd been keeping the gender a secret from him, wanting it to be just as big a surprise. She finished the last email before getting ready to go, grabbing Tommy's carseat, taking him and her bags out to the car, locking the carseat in place and getting Abel buckled in before going to the clubhouse. She smiled when she got there, letting Abel out so he could go to Gemma, getting Tommy out along with his diaper bag and her purse. She walked over, sitting down on the picnic table. She waited patiently for Jax to come back, kissing Tommy's head as she heard the guys' motorcycles getting closer. She smiled when she Jax come over to her, kissing him back when he pulled her in.
"I have something to show you."
"What is it?"
She let him take Tommy, pulling out the ultrasound showing off Jax's little princess, handing it to him.
"It's a girl?"
She smiled and nodded, feeling him put his hand on her belly. She put her hand on his, kissing him again.
"You ready for your biker princess?"
"If she's anything like her mother, she's never dating anyone until I approve the guy."
"Shut up."
Holly had just put the boys down for a nap when she heard the doorbell ring, going downstairs to answer it, letting Eli in. She'd befriended the sheriff, not telling Jax about it. Yet.
"Hey, Eli. You want some coffee?"
"No. Thank you, Holly. How're you doing?"
"I'm ok. Glad to have my old man home. I'm happy to see they made it through your roadblock."
"Had to be done, Holly. You know that."
"I know. I was teasing you. How bout some tea?"
"No. I came to talk to you about something. Share some info with you because we're friends and I don't wanna see you get hurt or in trouble."
"What happened?"
"There's a group of agents in town. Rented some space upstairs in the precinct. The group is headed by an agent named Lincoln Potter. Guy wants to use RICO against the club. If he finds out that I told you, I'll lose my job and I'll be thrown in prison."
She sat down and looked at him, holding her belly.
"How are they gonna do it?"
"They have a UC agent in Putlova's crew. Once they get the intel on the guns, they can use it to get your guys and IRA."
She sighed deeply, letting out a breath, running her hand through her hair.
"Why are you telling me this at all, Eli? You've made it very clear how you feel about the club and what they do. Why would you risk everything to protect them?"
"I'm not protecting them, I'm protecting you and your boys. You're a sweet girl and you care about everyone. And those boys don't deserve to grow up with their dad in prison."
She looked over when she saw Jax come in, sighing softly before looking back at Eli.
"You had to know I would tell the guys about this. I'm loyal to Jax and the club. We're finally whole after going through hell and back, I'm not gonna let this break my family. Seriously. Why would you tell me this? Why not just let the club fall."
"You've helped my wife and I out when you didn't know us. I'm confident that this can work, even if you tell them. I'm just giving you a heads up."
She sighed and nodded, walking him out before going over to Jax.
"What was that about? Why was Roosevelt here?"
"Eli and I have been talking for a couple months now. More his wife and I, but we're friends."
"Why would befriend a cop?"
"Because sometimes I need a friend that has nothing to do with the club. But he was here to tell me something huge. There's a new agent in town trying to use RICO to take down the Russians, the Irish and SAMCRO. They've got an undercover guy in Putlova's group."
"Shit."
She nodded, looking up at him.
"Eli said this agent, Lincoln Potter, is threatening him into his silence. If Potter finds out that the club knows about what's going on, Eli willed be fired and arrested."
"And to protect you. Guys' got some mad love for you."
"He's happily married and I don't rat or cheat. Not my bag."
He smiled a bit and nodded, kissing her gently.
"Speaking of bag, before we left Belfast, Maureen put some letters in your bag. I didn't read them but they're all from your dad. I don't know what's in them. But Maureen wants you to know your dad like she did. I kept meaning to bring them with me when I went to visit, but I kept forgetting."
"I'll read them after."
"After what?"
"After I make my old lady scream my name."
"I just put the boys down for a nap."
"Who said I was bringing you upstairs."
He pulled her in for a deep kiss, leading her over to the couch.
Holly stood in the kitchen, wearing one of her nightshirts as she made herself some tea and some lunch, hearing Jax come down with Tommy, glancing back with a smile.
"Hi, baby boy. Are you hungry too?"
"Want me to feed him?"
"No, I got it. Would you mind finishing my mac and cheese?"
"Yeah."
She sat down on the couch, sitting back to breastfeed Tommy, watching him, rocking him gently, humming to him. It took her a minute to realize that there was something in his hand, looking at the ring in his hand.
"This is beautiful, babe. But what is it for?"
"The ring? Why else would a guy give a girl a ring?"
She looked at him when he came in with her food, looking at the smile on his face.
"Are you proposing?"
"Yeah, I am."
She teared up happily and nodded, kissing him.
"Do you like the ring, darlin'?"
"I love it. It's so beautiful."
"It was your dad's mom's ring. I asked Putlova to track down your dad's family and see if they would be willing to give you something from side of the family. Your grandmother died about the same time we went to Stockton and your grandfather wanted her ring given to you."
She let a few tears fall, letting him put it on her hand. When she finished feeding Tommy, she let Jax take him and burp so she could eat.
"Don't forget about those letters."
"Oh right. Thanks, babe."
She watched him put Tommy in his bouncer before turning on the TV as Jax went upstairs to read the letters. She watched TV as she ate, changing the channel when Abel came down, letting him curl in as he watched Cars. She was just about to get Abel some food when Jax came thundering downstairs, dressed and looking like he was ready for a fight, the letters crushed in his hand.
"Baby? What's wrong?"
"You really didn't read the letters?"
"No, they weren't for me to read. What happened?"
"Don't come to the clubhouse for a while. I don't want the boys around Clay or Gemma."
"What? Why?"
"Just stay put, Holly!"
She looked at him in shock as he walked out the door, slamming it behind him, which startled Tommy, making him cry. She blinked back tears as she went to go get him to calm down.
Holly stood with Lyla at the wedding, putting a smile on her face for the sake of not letting anyone know anything was wrong. She'd left the boys with Neeta for the night and hadn't talked to Jax since he yelled at her earlier. Because he was Opie's best man, he was at the altar with her since Holly was the maid of honor, but she hadn't looked at him. She smiled and kissed Lyla's cheek when Jax came over to her, asking to talk to her. She walked off with him, walking in silence until he started talking.
"I'm sorry for yelling. Those letters revealed something huge and I still don't know how to handle it or get right with it. This is just as big, if not bigger than Donna's death."
"What was in the letters?"
He let out a deep sigh before looking at her, tears filling his eyes.
"To put it simply….Clay and Gemma killed my father."
She looked at him in confusion, shaking her head.
"Why would they kill your father? I mean, he ran into a damn semi."
"I don't know how exactly but JT outlined it in his letters to Maureen. He knew Clay wanted to be president and would do anything to get it. He said he knew that if he died it'd be at the hands of his best friend and his wife."
"That doesn't make any sense, Jax. Gemma and Clay loved your dad. Why would they kill him? Clay's an asshole, but he never kill someone just because he wanted to be president."
"I don't know. I don't even know what Gemma's role in this shit is. But I'm bringing it to the club tomorrow. I don't want you there because I don't want you getting hurt. I want you to stay home and keep Roosevelt's number on speed dial. Ok?"
"Ok."
She looked at him, seeing how upset he was, hugging him and rubbing his back.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I didn't mean it."
"It's ok, baby."
Once she got Jax calmed down, she went with him so he could introduce her to the Russians. As honored as she was that Putlova had gone out of his way to get her grandmother's ring for her, she couldn't forget the fact that he'd had Jax stabbed while they were inside.
"It's nice to meet you, my dear. Jax seems to have done well for himself."
"Yes, he has. And I want to thank you for tracking down my grandmother's ring. That was very kind of you to do that for a girl you've never met."
"It was no problem. Your grandfather is very funny man."
"I wish I could've gotten to meet him. Khotya ya blagodaren, ya nakhozhus' boleye zlym, chto u menya byl ubit moy starik. Biznes ili net. YA dumayu, chto ty absolyutnaya svoloch', no ya sobirayus' sygrat' yeye, potomu chto eto ogromnaya chest' i ulybka, i ya vezhliv, no vnutrenne ya molyus' o muchitel'noy medlennoy i muchitel'noy smerti dlya tebya. Mudak."
She smiled and kissed Jax's cheek before excusing herself, getting into her car and driving home.