(Juan's POV)

About a month after finding out the sex of the babies, I woke to my phone going off, a text from Jax asking everyone to gather for church in an hour. It was a simple, straight to the point text, but I wondered how much he wasn't saying. It seemed off, but I figured we'd all get the news later. It wasn't urgent enough that he was asking everyone to meet now after all. I decided to focus on spending the next hour paying attention to my wife, whose sex drive had increased to a level that even I had a hard time keeping up with, though I managed, of course. The only way I would ever turn her down would be if I was dead.

Lifting the blanket, I moved my head down, gently suckling on her exposed nipple as my hand massaged her other breast. They had grown a lot since she'd gotten pregnant. They were a D now, but she kept complaining that they would probably be at least a DD by the time her milk fully came in. I, of course, would never complain about that. I lavished each nipple with attention as she started to wake up, moaning softly in the back of her throat. I moved down further south and began lavishing the same type of attention to her clit, her back arching as I pushed two fingers inside her and began to finger fuck her and suck on her clit at the same time. I made her come a handful of times before I entered her, and we both came again before I realized we'd better get in the shower or I'd be late for church.

Dressed in black pregnancy shorts and a lime green maternity tank, Krystal was cursing the heat again as she had been all summer. She had about two months to go before the babies arrived and I knew she was dreading every day of the next month that she still had to work. She was going to start her maternity leave in the beginning of her seventh month and spend the month after that on bed rest until she had the babies. She didn't want to take any chances on them coming earlier than she wanted. I kissed the back of her neck now bared by her recent haircut. I was lucky to have a wife that looked gorgeous no matter if she had short or long hair, make up or natural, dressed up or in pj's. She was always gorgeous as fuck to me.

Looking into the mirror in front of her, her intense green eyes met mine. I could tell she realized what I was thinking, and how much she appreciated and loved me for it. That meant more to her than she thought she could express, but I knew. I always knew her. Just as much as she always knew me. I turned her in my arms and kissed her deeply before pulling back so I could get going. "Let me know how it goes. I'm heading over to the hospital in a little while so I can complete the paperwork for my maternity leave, and then I have some appointments this afternoon, but I'll be heading home at five to get dinner on the table," she told me her plans for the day, as she always did, which I really appreciated.

Nodding, I squeezed her hand. "I love you, angel. I'll give you a call after church and let you know what's going on. I think he may have actually come up with a plan to get us out of guns. I'm not sure why I think that. It's mainly a gut feeling, since Jax didn't mention anything about what he wanted us to meet for, but I will be sure to let you know," I told her as I attached my chain to my belt loop and slipped my wallet in my back pocket. I grabbed my sunglasses and put on my cut, then gave her one more quick kiss before I headed for the door, as she called out that she loved me back.

Once I'd arrived at Scoops, I parked my bike on the street, then dismounted, removing my helmet and putting it on the handlebars before heading inside. I saw Wendy, Brooke and Chuckie behind the counter and Wendy told me most of the guys were upstairs already. We were waiting on Hap, who was coming down from Tacoma this morning, but even he should be here soon, so I headed up the back stairs. The guys were all seated so I took my seat and joined in the random conversation until Happy arrived and closed the door behind him, taking his seat to Jax's right.

Slamming down the gavel, Jax called us to order and we all stopped talking and turned our attention to him. He lit a cigarette and I could tell he was trying to figure out how to word it. "I've been trying to figure out how to get revenge on the kings for killing my best friend and my mother, and get us out of guns all at the same time. Tara doesn't want to stay in Charming, so I've been trying to figure out the best way to get my family out safe, while keeping the club safe as well," he explained, even though this was stuff the rest of us already knew.

Pausing to take a long drag from his cigarette, he stared into the distance. "I am going to kill one of the kings. Roarke is coming stateside in a couple months. He wants to meet with us once we've got the garage and clubhouse rebuilt and he's going to want to make plans to move forward. My plan is this: I'm going to kill Roarke, Connor can split off and take care of gun distribution here. I'll set him up with the Mayans. Then I'm stepping down. My family and I are leaving Charming. We're going to stay until Krystal has the twins, because Tara promised her she'd be there, and then I'm blacking out my ink and we're going. I've got to put some distance between my family and the club before I either lose them or end up dead," he finally said.

For a few minutes there was silence as we all processed this. He began to explain some details, and the rest of us stayed silent for the most part, as he laid out a plan that actually seemed like it would work. If everything went to plan, we'd be out of our illegal business ventures, Opie and Gemma's deaths would be avenged, and Jax and Tara would be moving away, all in a couple months. "I know it's a while between now and when this will be going down, but I thought it'd be a good idea to give all of us time to process before this happens," he finished, putting out his cigarette and looking around the table at the rest of us.

Reaching for my pack, I lit a cigarette of my own as I waited for someone else to break the silence. I really had no idea what to say. It was one thing to think that Jax and Tara were possibly going to leave and take the kids. It was another thing entirely to know it was going to happen. Jax had finally admitted to the rest of us that he was going to give Chibs the President patch, and the rest of us had to agree it was right. A few of the guys thought Chibs would end up giving the VP patch to me, but I wasn't sure about that, honestly. Part of me thought he was going to give it to Tig, but maybe I'd be surprised. I didn't really think I deserved it, but Krystal seemed to think I had a low opinion of myself.

After about five minutes of silence, I finally broke it. "We love you, brother, and we're all going to support you in whatever you have to do for your family," I told him, leaning over and clapping him on the shoulder. Chibs chimed in with similar thoughts, and the rest of the guys slowly added in their agreements, too. It was going to be different without Jax at the head of the table, but ultimately, we all understood the desire to put our families first. This club may be our family, but we all had Old Ladies and kids in most cases. We knew how it felt to want to do anything to make him safe. If this was what our leader needed to do, we'd do whatever we had to do to help him.

There was something I knew Krystal would want me to ask though. "Have you decided where you're going? Or told Wendy that you're leaving?" I asked. I knew Wendy would want to follow, maybe not now, but most likely eventually, because she'd want to be close to her son, which would mean Skye would go with Wendy, most likely, since they were already engaged. One wasn't likely to move away without the other at this point. Krystal would miss her best friend, but she wouldn't stand in the way of Skye moving to be with the woman she loved. She would just hope that they all stayed close enough that she'd be able to visit regularly.

Regarding me, Jax seemed to realize what I was asking for. He sighed and lit a joint this time. He took a long drag before he finally answered. "Nero is selling his part of Diosa to Alvarez. He's lost without my mom. He wants out of here. He would have left years ago if it hadn't been for her. He's finally making the move to his uncle's ranch in Norco. He's probably going to be making the move to prepare everything there at the end of this month. He said there's plenty of room for me, Tara and the kids, and even Skye and Wendy if they want to stay there from time to time, or if they just want to stay there while they look for their own place to live that's close by. No, I haven't brought this up to Wendy yet. I was waiting to bring it to the table first," he answered.

Nodding, I realized that when I told Krystal, I'd have to ask her not to say anything to Skye. Not yet. Not until after Jax had talked to Wendy and Wendy had discussed it with Skye. When Skye came to Krystal and Brie about it, then she could admit that she knew, but she couldn't tell them first. She'd have a hard time keeping the secret, especially since she hated lying, but I knew she'd understand that she'd have to. It wasn't her place to break the news to Skye. It was Jax and Tara's place to talk to Wendy about it first, and then Wendy should be the one to bring it up to Skye. "If it'll help Krystal, we're planning on talking to Wendy when she comes to pick up Abel for the weekend tomorrow, so I'm sure Skye will be coming to talk to her about it within the next couple days," Jax added, as if reading my thoughts.

For about another half an hour, we brought up the other things that needed to be discussed, although nothing as important as what had already been said. Repairs on the clubhouse had been started. Jax wanted me and Chibs to go over and check that out today. Rat and Tig were heading over to go see if Connor had any better idea of when Roarke would be coming yet. Jax and Happy were going to speak to Alvarez about how his takeover of Diosa was going to go. If anything big happened, we'd contact each other, but if not we'd meet for church tomorrow. I talked to Chibs, who was okay with me making a pit stop at the hospital to talk to my wife, and then we all left.

A/N: I almost forgot it was Wednesday (although I guess it's technically not anymore) but I had to wait till I got home from work. I hope y'all like the chapter. Please review! Next chapter title will be: Should I Stay or Should I Go? I'm sooo sorry, I thought this chapter had already been posted on Wednesday. I apologize for the delay.

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