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Charming Is Not so Charming

Chapter Seven: I'm Doing My Job Too…I'm Defending My Family

Later that night, Juliet was hanging pictures when her door opened and it was her brother.

"I'm not Juice."

"You know I hate you, right?"

"I'm just messing with you." He said with a smile and taking the hammer from her. "Especially when you have a weapon in your hand."

He nailed the nail into the wall and hung the next picture for her.

"You want some coffee or something?" She asked him. "Because I have a lot of pictures to hang."

"Why not?" He smiled.

She went into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee.

"Have you ever went through any of dad's things in storage?" He asked following her into the kitchen and putting the hammer on the counter.

"No." She said getting two coffee cups out of the cupboard. "I haven't seen any of his things since they were put in there. Why?"

"No reason." He said with a shrug.

"Why do I feel like you're not telling me something?" She asked eyeing him.

"It's just a bunch of Harley manuals and shit."

She made them some coffee and handed him his cup and the bowl of sugar.

"You're a shitty liar, Jax." She told him. "Always was."

"I need you to make a copy of something for me."

"What is it?"

He grabbed his shoulder bag and pulled out a binder. He handed it to her and it was a manuscript from her father.

"What is this?"

"Dad's vision for the club." He told her. "He wanted out of the illegal gun business."

She ran her hand across the title page seeing her father's name typed on the page.

"Make a copy." He told her and grabbed her hand. "No one knows about this."

She nodded understanding not to tell a soul about this.

While Jax hung pictures, she went into the spare bedroom and sat down at her desktop. She put the manuscript into the printer as it copied them and printed a copy. She came back into the living room and handed her brother the manuscript.

"What does this all mean, Jax?" She asked.

"I don't know yet." He told her. "Just put it all somewhere safe."

Jax and Juliet didn't talk anymore about the manuscript as he helped her hang her pictures.

"So, what's up with you and Juice?" He asked. "Hale will not be pleased."

"Believe me; he's already made that known." She informed him. "He came by this morning."

"Maybe you should sleep with him." Jax suggested. "It might get him off the club's back."

"As much as I love helping my family…I'm not using my body to do so."

Jax chuckled. "You only use your body for a member of the club."

Juliet smacked her brother on the arm.

"Shut up!"

The next morning, Charming PD was hanging around the club. They wanted to talk to all the members that were at the carnival the night before because of an assault on a teenager, Elliott Oswald's daughter. Clay, Tig, and Jax watched from the garage. They were waiting on Juice to come and talk to the cops about his whereabouts. Tig came in and put some sleeping pills in the coffee and told the cops he had just made a fresh pot. The two cops took a drink and within seconds, they were out cold. They fell and Tig and Clay caught them before they hit the floor.

"Good to the last drop." Clay told the one putting him on the coffee beside the desk.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with them?" Juliet asked. "Babysitting drugged cops is not my forte."

"Nothing." Clay told her. "Nothing else to do here. Just go home and enjoy your new house."

"Don't hit the floor!" Jax joked.

Clay, Tig, and Jax laughed.

She took the hint, grabbed her purse and walked past them as Juice was coming from the clubhouse. She gave him a smile before heading out. They haven't really seen each other since he left with the club at the carnival.

She headed to the cemetery since she hadn't been since she came back to Charming. She found her dad and little brother, Thomas's headstones and sat down. She was only seven where he little brother passed away and three years later before her 10th birthday, he father got killed.

She had good memories of both her father and brother. She was daddy's little princess and she was best friends with Thomas. She said a silent promise to them that she would come back and visit and the next time bring them flowers. Before she went home, she went to St Thomas to see Abel and to check on his latest status. She went down to the cafeteria and had lunch with Tara.

"You look refreshed." Tara said looking at her friend from across the small table.

"If you're asking me if I had sex lately…the answer is none of your business."

Tara smiled. "Who is he?"

"A member of the club."

"Does Jax and Clay know?" Tara asked with a frown.

"They haven't said they don't like it." Juliet said taking a bite of her salad. "The way I see it, they'd rather me be with a member than a non-member or a cop."

The girls laughed.

"Have you run into David Hale?" Tara asked. "That guy always had a thing for you."

"Yeah." Juliet said with a groan. "When we were younger, all I had to do was throw him a smile and complement and maybe flash him. Hale's a nice guy but he hates SAMCRO and that I have a problem with."

Tara didn't respond. She got a page and had to get back to work. Juliet followed her back up and she was going to go check on Tristan Oswald before she left when she ran into Hale.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked.

"What do you want, David?" She asked crossing her arms. "I don't know anything."

He pulled her away from the waiting area to talk in private.

"What did you see at the carnival yesterday?"

"Nothing." Juliet said. "Gemma and I stayed until after dark and the girl's parents were looking for her and couldn't find her…that's it."

"Were any of SAMCRO still at the carnival at that time?"

"No." Juliet said and then got defensive. "Do you think they had something to do with hurting that little girl?"

"Half of them have violent criminal records."

"You're unbelievable." She said shaking her head. "How about you get your head out of your ass and start looking at the carnies. Have you checked to see if they might have violent criminal records?"

"Relax." He said. "I'm not talking about your boyfriend. I'm just doing my job, Jules."

"Right." She said. "I'm doing mine too. I'm defending my family."

She pushed past him and decided for her best interest just to go home. She walked to the parking lot and ran into her mom.

"Hey." Gemma said as her daughter just walked past her. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm going home."

Gemma watched as the daughter got into her car and pull out of the parking lot.