…Chapter 4…

Gemma pulled her car into the T - M parking lot and parked. "Here." she said, giving Nicole her keys. "You can use my car, while you're here, so you don't have to depend on anyone to take you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome… just don't crash into anything."

"I won't." Nicole laughed.

Both of them got out of the car, then Gemma gave her a hug. "Gotta get back to work." she backed up to look at Nicole. "You know, if you stay in Charming… you have a job here."

"I'll keep that in mind." Nicole said, letting go.

"Hey, I'm having dinner tonight at my house, be there at eight."

"Okay." Nicole nodded. "See you later."

"Bye." Gemma said, then walked to the office as Nicole walked to the clubhouse.

When Nicole went inside, she started feeling dizzy and she tried to grab on the counter, but Half Sack ran up to her and caught her, before she was about to fall. "Nicky, you okay?" he asked, helping her sit on a bar stool.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I just feel dizzy." she said, taking a deep breath. "Can I have some water?"

"Sure." Half Sack went behind the bar and grabbed a bottled water out of the little fridge. "Here."

She took it from him and opened it. "Thanks."

Minutes later, Happy, Kozik, Juice, and Jax walked in. Happy noticed the way that Nicole was breathing, then he went up to her side. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." she waved her arm.

Happy looked at Half Sack. "What happened to her?"

"She walked in, feeling dizzy and almost fell, but I caught her in time, and I helped her sit down."

"Maybe you should go to the doctor."

Nicole glared at Juice. "No, I'm fine."

Kozik grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked over to the couch. "Sack, you should of let her ass fall on her face." Nicole snapped her head over at him and glared. "Maybe it would of been an improvement."

"Fuck you, asshole." she told him, feeling a little hurt by his statement, but then remembered what she said in that text about being mean and to not hold back. She just groaned, shaking her head. "Hey Juice?" she said, softly.

"Yeah?"

"Will you come with me over to my uncle's."

"Sure." he nodded. "That way, I can show you what I did to your laptop… are you okay enough to ride?"

"I'm not riding."

"What do you mean, you're not riding?" Happy asked. "How else will you get there?"

Nicole giggled the keys in her hand. "Gemma let me borrow her Cadillac."

"What?" Jax groaned. "She won't even let me drive it."

"That's what your Dyna's for." Nicole took a deep breath, then carefully got off the bar stool. "Okay, Juice… let's go."

He grabbed her laptop, then Happy got into his face. "Make sure, Nicky's okay. If anything happens to her, you call me."

"I will." Juice nodded.

Happy nodded, then gave Nicole a hug. "See you tonight at Gemma's."

"Okay." she let go. "Bye, guys."

"Bye, Nicky." Jax and Tig said, at the same time.

As she turned around to wave, she saw the same crow-eater in Kozik's lap, shoving her tits in his face, then shoving her tongue down his throat. She quickly looked away and put on a fake smile. "Come on, Juice." he nodded, then both of them walked out of the clubhouse. Nicole got into the Cadillac and drove off with Juice behind her. Minutes later, her phone rang. She took it out of her pocket and pressed the talk button. "Hello?"

"Hey."

"Hey, Kozik." she groaned. "What are you doing?"

"Talking to my baby."

"But that would mean… I'd be taking all of your attention away from the skanky crow-eater."

"Baby, don't be like that."

"Look, I know I said to be mean and not to hold back, but was it really necessary to have her tongue down your throat or her fake ass tits in your face?"

"Oh, you know I only want your tits in my face."

"I'm being serious, Kozik."

"It doesn't mean anything, Nicole, you know that."

Nicole felt the tears falling down her cheeks. "Oh, do I?" she sniffled. "You could have waited until after I left. I didn't have to see any of that."

"Are you crying?"

"No."

"Babe, what's wrong? You're suddenly going crazy bananas over spilled milk."

"Ugh!" she groaned. "It's all your fault, Kozik!" she yelled, then hung up on him. Kozik called her back seconds later, but she turned off her phone, and dropped it in her lap.

Five minutes later, Nicole pulled into the drive way, and got out of the car, walking to the front door. Juice walked up to her and saw the tear streaks down her face. "Nicky, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." she opened the door. "I'm just an emotional wreck and my hormones are like a rollercoaster, right now."

They walked in and Juice shut the door behind him and leaned up against it. "Does anyone else know about the baby?"

"No, just you."

"Have you told the father yet? Whoever he is?"

"Nope." she shook her head, thankful Juice or anyone else doesn't know that Kozik is the father of her baby.

"Don't you think you should? The guy has a right to know."

"Easier said than done, Juice… he'd probably tell me to get rid of it."

"Why?" Juice asked, setting the laptop on the kitchen table.

"He never wanted kids or wants to be tied down like that."

"Where does he live in Portland? I'll kick his ass."

Nicole sat down next to Juice, in the chair. "No, it's okay… if he doesn't want anything to do with the baby, then I'll just leave him alone for good."

"Atta girl." Juice smiled.

Nicole rested her head on his shoulder. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Not telling anyone that I'm pregnant."

"Well, I don't like lying to the club, but this isn't my secret to tell, and you're my best friend." he paused to look at her. "And if I hadn't of found you passed out in your kitchen floor and took you to the hospital." he placed his hand on her small baby bump. "Then my godchild wouldn't be here."

Nicole smiled as he moved his hand. "Thank you, Juice… and believe me, that wasn't the way I wanted you to find out."

"I'm just glad I came over at the right time to help you."

"Well, thanks… you're the best."

"So how far long are you?"

"By now." Nicole started to think. "I'm twelve weeks and I already feel like I'm starting to show, that's why I've been wearing black shirts, so I'd look slimming."

"Well, people are gonna ask questions, once your mid-section starts expanding."

"Yeah, I know." she nodded. "Alright, what did you do to my laptop?" she asked, then Juice explained everything he did, fixed, installed, or deleted.

A few hours later, Juice had left to go back to the clubhouse, and Nicole was getting ready to go over Gemma's for dinner and put on dark blue capri's, a black t-shirt, and flip flops. After she turned her phone back on, Kozik kept on calling her, but she wouldn't answer any of his calls, she just ignored them. When she walked out of the house, she stopped dead in her tracks seeing a man, she's never seen before, leaning against Gemma's car.

"Hello there." he said, in a british accent. "Are you Miss Nicole Dunham?"

"Who wants to know?"

"An old friend of Trevor's, you're his niece correct?"

"What do you want?"

He chuckled as he walked up to her. "My name is Xander and your Uncle Trevor owed me a lot of money."

"Hey, whatever my uncle had going on with you, had nothing to do with me, so if he owed you money, that's your problem, not mine."

Xander laughed, then backhanded her across the face, and she suddenly tasted blood. "Listen here, you little Bitch, you don't come up with my seventy-five grand, I'll come back for you… you got it?" Nicole nodded, holding her cheek, wincing in pain. "Good." he grinned. "You have four days." then he turned around, got into his truck, and drove away.

Seconds later, Nicole got into the Cadillac, and high tailed it to Gemma's.