Chapter 11
***Thirty nine weeks pregnant***
The work day goes pretty slow for the most part. Gemma went to spend some time with Abel and so I am working in the office alone. Juice and Dad are in the garage when a woman walks in to have her oil changed. I get her info and she sits down on the couch waiting for her car to get done. "You look like you are ready to pop." she says to me. Looking at her paperwork, I see her name is Lillian Moore. "Yeah, actually due any day." I tell her. "Boy or girl?" she asked. "Little boy." I tell her. We have normal chit chat and Juice walks in. "Heading to get lunch babe. Be back." he tells me and kisses the top of my head. "Thanks babe." I tell him before he walks out the door. "Baby daddy?" she asked. "Yeah. Well, and husband." I tell her rubbing my belly. "We are really excited." I tell her. "I bet." she says before Dad walks in with her keys and she pay and leaves. Before she leaves she asks if she can touch my belly. I thought this was a little strange but she seemed nice so I let her and the baby kicked her and she smiled.
Later that day, Gemma comes back and I tell her I need to head to the store. Kissing Juice goodbye and telling him I would have dinner waiting when he got home, I head to the store. Normally I watch my surroundings but this pregnancy brain has me in my own little world. I get to the store and get the things I need and as I am walking out, I am hit over the head, knocking me out.
"Juice, get out here!" Tig yells. Juice walks over to Hale with Tig to see what's going on. "I found Sara's car at the grocery. Her bags were on the ground and the trunk opened. We have officers out there looking for her but thought you would want a heads up." Hale tells them and Juice and Tig go pale. "Shit. Tig, she's been having contractions all morning." Juice tells Tig. "Has anyone seemed a little more attentive to her lately? A little more interested in her than normal?" Hale asked and Tig says "Fuck. There was a woman here today, getting her oil changed. She was asking Sara all kinds of questions about the baby and how far along she was and asked to touch her belly." Juice says "I remember her. Black beamer, right?" he asked before running to the office and getting the order form.
Juice ran to his computer and saw that there were two properties. Knowing that this woman was not going to be dumb enough to take Sara to her own home, that was the address that he gave Hale to check out. Tig and Juice got the guys together and started looking for the other address.
At the cabin belonging to Lillian, I am sitting in a bedroom and Lillian is holding a gun on me. Duct taping my hands and feet to the bedposts the best she can, she makes me lay down. "Why are you doing this?" I asked. "I want your baby. Can't have one of my own so I am taking yours." she tells me like it's the simplest thing in the world. She puts an IV in my hand and tells me that it won't be long now. "What is that?" I asked. "Pitocin. It induces labor." she tells me before leaving the room.
An hour later, I hear commotion outside the bedroom door. My mouth is duct taped and my contractions are getting harder and closer together. The door opens and Juice comes running in with my Dad behind him. "Sara. Fuck." Juice says as he takes the tape off my mouth. "She's going to take our baby." I tell him. "Not anymore." Dad tells me. They untie me and as soon as I go to sit up, another contraction hits. Chibs comes running in to take the IV out of my hand and Juice carries me to the van and straight to St Thomas.
Two hours later, we are holding our son. The doctor said that the cord was wrapped around his neck but that they got to me in time to save, not only me but the baby. The room is full of club members and Old Ladies when Gemma asks me, "What did you name him?" I smiled and Juice says "Juan Carlos Ortiz Jr. But we are calling him Carlos." I look at Juice and he has the most proud grin on his face. God I love our little family.