Been busy doing exams for the past two weeks, but I finished yesterday, so here's the next chapter :):)

Bamby

SPOV

I walked out of the bathroom, now dressed in a sleeveless black dress, my hair pinned away from my face, down and simply brushed. Juice sat on the bed, pulling on his cut. I moved to sit next to him after grabbing my black flats I had placed by the door.

"You're gonna get cold." he leaned closer, brushing my hair away from my shoulder and kissing it. I closed my eyes, letting my body lean against him automatically. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me closer to him. "You wanna borrow one of my jackets?"

I gave a short nod, feeling the bed shift as he got up and moved to the wardrobe. I watched as he pulled out a jacket, just a plain zip-up black hoodie. Walking back to me, I stood, letting him put it on me, his fingers brushing my skin softly.

Once the jacket was on, he wrapped his arms around me once more. "You ready?"

With a heavy sigh, I nodded again. "As ready as I'll ever be."

...

Getting off Juice's bike I waited until he stood next to me. He offered me his hand, so I slid mine into his grasp before we walked towards the gathering crowd.

I was happily surprised at the outcome. Dozens of people stood outside of the Dubrowski Funeral Home. Soldiers, Sons and friends. The support from everyone was heart-warmingly beautiful. He may not have been patched in, but Kip was part of the Sons of Anarchy family nonetheless.

"Come on." Juice kissed my cheek, leading me to the entrance.

There stood Clay, Bobby, Chibs and Ope. They all turned to the two of us. I walked to Clay first, hugging him as Juice turned to the others.

"You doing okay?" Clay mumbled, holding me to him.

I just nodded, stepping back. "I'll be okay."

"'Course you will, Letti." Chibs patted me on the back. "Sack would be glad you're here." he kissed my cheek.

"We'll see you guys inside." Juice nodded to his brothers, extending his hand for me. I grabbed it, stepping closer to him before walking in.

We made our way through the crowd, walking into the adjoining room where Kip's coffin sat. On top lay his cut, the guys having agreed to patch him in, and bury him with it. It was a nice sentiment that I had been grateful for.

My hand slipped out of Juice's grip as I stepped closer to the coffin, looking at the picture of a younger Kip dressed in his army uniform. He had done so much in his life. He was a brave, noble and all together great guy. He would be missed by many.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you." I blew a kiss to his picture.

I could feel Juice step closer to me. I knew he was there even though he wasn't even touching me. I was just so tuned into him now.

Turning I let him pull me into his arms as I buried my face into his chest. I could smell the leather of his cut, the smell of smokes, and that Juice smell he only seemed to have. I closed my eyes, letting my senses take him in and calm my nerves.

"It's not you're fault."

I had heard numerous amounts of people tell me this over the last few days. 'It's not your fault.' 'There was nothing you could have done', 'No one blames you'. But no matter how many times I heard it, I just couldn't shake the guilty feeling growing inside me. I should have saved Kip. I should have killed Cameron. I should have grabbed Abel. I should have...

...

We stood outside, talking to friends. I watched Hale as he walked past us, feeling Juice tense at the sight of him. There was no easy way to deal with that problem, I knew that. Hale looked to me, nodding as he continued to go by. He walked across the road, moving to his car, turning to look at me once more before getting in.

Juice's arm came around my shoulder protectively, showing everyone I was his, just because of Hale. I honestly didn't mind, I liked being loved and wanted by Juice.

The guys stood around us, Piney, Bobby, Chibs, Kozik- I had learnt his name, after he helped the guys with the fight against Weston- Happy and Clay; Jax and Tara at the back keeping to themselves. The guys were all talking indistinctly, my attention on Juice and Juice alone.

The sound of gunshots shocked us all, Juice and Clay helping me to the ground protecting me.

I looked over to the road, seeing a grey minivan driving by, the side door open,a guy shooting out at everyone. Shouts and screams came from our crowd, the cops shooting at the vehicle. One of the guys fell out, rolling on to the road, but the minivan kept going.

I watched as Hale got out of his car, shooting at the driver. They kept going, hitting him, driving over him.

"No!" I got to my feet, running to the road.

Juice tried to grab me, to protect me, but I moved out of his reach, rushing over to where Hale was lying motionless on the road. The back of his head was mutilated, blood everywhere.

My legs shook, and I felt myself falling. "Oh, God. No!"

A pair of arms caught me before I landed on the ground, Unser helping me stand. "Scarlett, don't look." he tried to turn me away.

But as he turned me away, my eyes landed on the guy that had fallen out of the minivan. Two cops had their guns raised to him, telling him to stay down. I knew in the back of my mind I should just leave it, but I was moving before I could stop myself.

I pulled myself from Unser's grasp. Running over to the guy.

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed, throwing my fist into his face. I was seething, anger clouding my judgement.

JPOV

"Oh, shit!" I had been looking around me, seeing the damage. I hadn't realised Scarlett was going for the guy who'd fallen out of the van.

"You son of a bitch!" she screamed before she clocked him right in the jaw.

I turned to Happy. "Help me get Scarlett." I called to him before rushing over to her.

Happy and I both grabbed her, pulling her away from the guy as Jax jumped from the grass on to the footpath, storming up to the guy.

"Jax..." I held on to Scarlett as she struggled against Happy and I.

Jax just pushed the cops away, grabbing the guy and slamming his face into the road. Grunting he repeatedly smashed the guy against the road. Each time he lifted the guys face, it just looked worse and worse.

Happy let go of Scarlett, moving to Jax as Ope walked past me to our brother. The two of them pulled him back. Dragging a struggling Jax away, they kept moving, Clay staying between them and the now unconscious guy on the road.

In front of me, Scarlett settled, seeing that her brother had dealt with the guy. Looking down, I caught sight of her hand, her knuckles bleeding.

"Shit." I got to my knees, pulling out a rag from my pocket and wrapping it around her knuckles. Looking up into her eyes, they looked more alive then they had in days... and that scared me.

Unser walked up to us, pulling Scarlett to her feet. "Scarlett Teller, you're under arrest for the obstruction of justice."

"What!?" I got to me feet, as he walked her to his car. "You're kidding right?"

"I'm sorry son." Unser shrugged, looking back to Scarlett. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney..."

A hand rested on my shoulder and I looked up at Clay, seeing the two other cops cuff Jax. Both Teller's being taken to the cop cars, their rights been said.

"They can't do this."

"Don't worry. We'll get this sorted." Clay reassured me as we watched the cop cars drive away.

SPOV

I sat on the bed in my cell, the cops having separated Jax and I. He paced, agitated at the events mere moments ago. My mind kept going to that day, everything had been fine until Cameron walked in. Jax hadn't said a word to me since then, and it felt like he blamed me...

"I'm sorry." I called to him, resting my head back against the wall.

His pacing stopped as he stood by the bars. "What for?"

"Abel and Kip. I know I should have just shot Cameron. I could have done it."

"You said he had a gun to Tara's head. If you had shot him, she would have died. You made the right call." he may have said the words and meant to reassure me, but I could hear he didn't believe himself. We both knew someone could have done something...

"Jax..." I moved to the bars of my cell. "I want to be there every step of the way. I'll give the club whatever money they need. I'll do whatever it takes to help find Abel. But I want to be there, with my family. I want to help."

He nodded, looking to the ground. "I know..."

He didn't give me an answer, just those two little words. It wasn't much, but it was better than being shut down right away. I knew it wasn't entirely his decision. But I also knew, when it came down to it, if he wanted me there, he'd make sure I was with him.

So I just moved back to the bed, sitting back down leaning against the wall in the corner. I didn't even realise I had fallen asleep...

Bamby