Alrighty! Here is the next chapter, and I have to say I didn't really like, but after typing five times, I gave up. I hope you guys like it though! Remember to give your feedback!
Trix woke up the next morning wrapped tightly in Jax's arms, and debated getting up to go shower when she felt his arms tighten around her. "Stop thinking so loudly. I can't sleep." Trix turned over and smirked at him before slapping him lightly. "I was thinking about whether or not I should get up and shower." Jax got a mischievous glint in his eye and rolled on top of her before saying. "I could go for a shower." Trix laughed and shook her head at him before settling more comfortably into his embrace. Jax was lowering his head to kiss her when his phone rang. He cursed, and then rolled over to answer it. "Yeah? Fine. I'll be right there." He hung up then turned to look at Trix, who just smiled at him before leaning over and kissing him quickly. "You go handle the club business, I'm gonna shower.
Over an hour later, Trix was headed into town with Donna to do some shopping. They were driving Trix's old car from childhood. All of a sudden, her back tire blew out, and Trix slammed the car to a stop. Donna turned to her "What the fuck was that?" Trix just shook her head. "I just changed the tires on this car." They both got out, and before they could react, they had bags over their heads, and Trix's gun was ripped from its holster. The girls were tied up and thrown into the back of a car, before they drove off, leaving Trix's car sitting where it had been.
Jax was sitting at the bar with Opie and a couple other brothers, when Juice came running into the clubhouse. Jax held up his hand to stop him from falling over when he stopped in front of them. "They…Trix….car….abandoned…" He was breathing too hard for anyone to understand him, but the bits he was getting made Jax's blood run cold. "Juice," He said, grabbing his collar and hoisting him up. "Speak slowly and tell me what the fuck is going on before I beat you to a fucking pulp." Juice took a deep breath before starting again. "Unser just called. Trix's car was found abandoned on the road leading to town. The back tire was blown out, and the door was hanging open with the keys still in the ignition." Jax looked over at Opie, who had the same look on his face. "Donna was with her, Jax." He said. Jax dropped Juice, and he and Opie jumped on their Harleys before speeding towards Charming police station.
The girls were tossed into a room, and heard the door slam shut. Trix blinked when all of a sudden a light snapped on. She looked over at Donna, who had blood running from a cut in her head, and she knew she didn't look much better. They had both put up a hell of a fight against whoever had decided to snatch them. "You are dead when SAMCRO figures out we're missing!" Donna yelled, but she quieted down when the men on the other side of the door just laughed. Trix shook her head, and then sank to the floor. "They know we are gone. They aren't stupid. I mean, they left my car sitting there. I'm sure someone has found it by now."Trix tried to be reassuring, but she was scared as well. She hoped that Jax would find her, and soon. Trix found herself sitting there wondering if this kidnapping was because of SAMCRO, or something else. You never knew when you were part of a club. The thing that pissing her off the most wasn't even the fact that they had taken her gun. They took her cut. That was not gonna fly with her. The door opened, and someone stepped into the room just outside the light, so the girls couldn't see them. The person turned away and reached for something before walking over to the bound Donna and injecting something into her neck. Trix yelled when she saw Donna slump to the side, But relaxed somewhat when she saw the steady rise and fall of her chest, signaling that she was only asleep, not dead. "Well, well, well. Look at what the cat dragged in." Trix's head shot up at the sound of the voice she would know anywhere. "Tara?"
Jax and Opie were raising hell at the police station when Clay and the rest of the club came storming in. Unser was doing his best to calm down the bikers and provide them with as much information as he could. Once the bikers felt that they had enough information, they headed back to the clubhouse, where Jax called an emergency church session. They gathered around the table, and Jax looked at his brothers, some of whom were confused as to why church had been called. "A patched member of this club and an old lady have been kidnapped. We don't know who did it, or why." He looked around, and watched it dawn on people who had been kidnapped when they noticed that Trix's seat was empty. Happy leaned forward. "Who's old lady?" The rest of the club looked towards Jax who turned to Ope. "Donna." He said simply. "So they took Trix and her best friend?" Happy said, and Jax looked up. "We assume it was someone wanting to get back at the club, but since they are also best friends, it could be someone targeting them as well." Jax looked at Bobby, who looked devastated. "We will get them back, and we will do it soon. And when we do, we kill the fuckers that dared to lay their hands on one of our own." There were shouts of agreement from the club, and Jax turned to Happy. "We are going to need you to get your bag of tricks ready." Happy nodded, and Jax turned back to his crew. "This isn't gonna be pretty boys, and I want a few of you to stay back and watch the garage and the rest of the women." After they had decided who would be going and who would be staying, Jax, Opie, Clay, Tig, Happy, Juice, Chibs, and Half-Sack all jumped on their bikes and revved out of town.
"Tara?" Trix said incredibly. Tara stepped into the light and smirked evilly at them. "Looks like you managed to piss some people off, Ariel. No surprise there though, I have to admit." Trix just stared at Tara with a look of shock on her face. "I'm here to make it so Jax is available for the pleasure of others, not you." Trix shook off her shock, and felt her face harden with hate for the girl she had once considered her favorite person in the whole world. Tara turned towards Donna before calling one of the guys in from outside. "Take her back. We don't want her, we just want this one." She said gesturing towards Trix. Once Donna was out of the room, Tara turned back towards Trix before grabbing her medical bag and then walking over to squat in front of her. She reached into the bag and grabbed a cloth, using it to gag Trix before grabbing a scalpel. Trix's eyes widened when she realized that Tara was going to kill her. She thought back to her shower this morning.
Trix rolled out of bed, and walked towards the bathroom, watching Jax get dressed. Once she was sure he was out of the room, she pulled out the pregnancy test that she had stashed under the sink. She followed the instructions, and when it was time, she turned over the stick.
Blue Cross. Holy Shit.
Trix couldn't help the fear that seeped into her bones at the thought of dying before being able to bring her child into the world. She didn't even have the time to tell Jax, and now she would never get the chance. Tara raised the scalpel before her phone rang, and she knocked Trix out with something. The last thing she heard before everything went black was Tara answering her phone. "Wendy, What do you want?"
Dun Dun Dun! I know people probably won't like the light I've cast Tara in for this story, but I wanted to try something different. Sorry if you don't like it!