Hi Guys!
So HUGE mistake I accidently posted my chapters in the wrong order so this should have been Chapter 15 then the Chapter with Jax and Tara in the hopsital should have been Chapter 16! So sorry about that hope no one's too confused by it!

Opie, Juice and I rode out to the gun warehouse around ten thirty at night, Clay had gone home to let Gemma know what was going on and also so there was some protection. Grandma Gemma didn't want to stay at the clubhouse when no one was around. When we arrived at the warehouse it was silent almost eerie until a scream that made your skin crawl pierced the silence I looked over at Juice who nodded at me Happy had started his interrogation. I had never seen Happy in action but both Kenny and Juice and described it to me and the shit they said made me want to block my ears, the first time Juice had been exposed to it he said he had thrown up, Some sick part of me then had wanted to see it experience something like that just to see what it was like but now? Now I couldn't think of anything worse. I followed Opie into the Warehouse inside under one main light sat the two guys from the van tied back to back beside a table which was scattered with various weapons and torture devises in a half circle around that sitting out of the light were the club member's Tig was at hand closest to Happy in case he needed assistance while Chibs sat on top of some old crates not looking particularly interested and I could hear the Tacoma boys on patrol behind the Warehouse.

"Hey Abel, how's Tommy?" Happy asked placing down the scalpel he was holding

"He'll be okay, any luck here?" I asked trying not to be sick the man closest to me who was Mexican had 4 small holes in his stomach the size of a golf balls, and seemed to be missing parts of his eyelids.

"Not yet, but I haven't gotten very creative either" Happy said picking up the scalpel again, the Man facing away from us yelled out

"NO Please don't! we don't know anything! We weren't even going to grab the Kid we were there for Jax Teller's old lady! Please" They were there for my mum? Hell no.

Somehow my voice came out calmer then I thought possible and the casual tone in my voice even scared me when I said

"Break his Ribs Hap." It's what they had done to Thomas they needed a taste of their own medicine

"Abel, are you sure you're okay with this man?" Juice said to me and I saw Opie nod along agreeing with his question

"It's okay my Dad asked me too, I'll be fine" I said in a low voice so the men chained up couldn't hear.

"Do it." Opie said to Happy who took out a wooden baseball bat from under the table Happy weighed it in his hand for a second then using both arms swung it back and brought it down on the man's left side of his body the man screamed and slumped forward in his seat, Happy used his hand to check the man's side checking to make sure he actually broke the ribs he grinned satisfied and then pulled his hand away

"Broke at least three,"

"Good" I said I walked over to the guy who was still slumped forward without thinking a grabbed him by the his hair and yanked his head backwards so I could look into his face which was bruised and swollen and was covered in blood from a wound from his forehead,

"who sent you" I spat out and the man winced he's breathing was laboured,

"Go to hell." The guy spat back, I held out my hand to Happy for the baseball bat and he passed it to me I swung back and using all my strength brought the bat back down on the same side as before, the guys screamed again,

"I'm going to answer again, who sent you?" I said pulling at the guys hair again when he had quietened down,

"WE DON'T KNOW! OKAY WE DON'T KNOW!" The Mexican guy with the sliced eyelids said I moved around so I was facing him,

"What do you mean you don't know?" I shouted in his face pushing the end of the bat into one of his opened wounds

"WE WERE PAID, okay we were paid! We got a duffle bag full of cash a prepay cell phone, address and photos of Jax Teller's family. We were supposed to take his old lady and leave her in the van outside of Lodi and then call the number on the cell to arrange a pickup, we didn't know names or faces" He said "You're face was in those photo's as well, If we couldn't grab his old lady we were supposed to grab you, but we settled for the other boy he was easier to grab"

"Jesus Christ, where's the cell?" Chibs said coming over,

"In the duffle probably still in the van cash is in there too" The man said spitting up a mouth full of blood I stepped back "Please man I swear that's all we know" I looked to Opie and gestured to follow me we went into the gun room followed by the rest of the guys except for Juice who lingered in the other room

"I'll go get the duffle from the depo, I'll take the other prospect with me" Juice said

"Okay, call me as soon as you've got it" Opie said

"Yeah okay man" Juice said taking off out the door,

When the rest of us were inside the gun room I closed the door behind us.

"You think he's telling the truth?" I asked

"Yeah I do, he wouldn't dare lie" Opie said

"I've pressed them pretty hard, That's all they know" Happy said and Tig nodded in agreement

"So what do we do with them now?" Chibs asked

"I'll take care of it." I said and walked back out to the other room

"Wait Abel what are you doing?" Tig called after me I ignored him and went to the man who's ribs I had broken and had been silent through the whole exchange and seen that he was unconscious which made what I had to do so much easier I pulled out my gun from the holster flicked off the safety aimed it at his head and squeezed the trigger, blood exploded from his head and covered the floor the guy on the other side screamed and begun to thrash about in his chair yelling I quickly shifted the gun and closing my eye's squeezed the trigger silencing him. When I turned around all the guys were staring at me

"Jesus Christ Kid," Tig said standing with his hands on his hips, I tossed my gun on the ground and walked out of the Warehouse without another word once outside I doubled over and through up, when I was confident that I was done vomiting I straightened up only to see blood on my shoes and start retching again, after a few minutes of retching I felt less nauseous I walked over to my bike getting on I caught a glimps of my reflection in my side mirrors and hardly recognised myself

"Who the hell am I?" I said aloud leaning forward bracing myself on the handle bars of my bike and closed my eyes

"You're the guy who takes care of his family" A voice said from behind me I sat up straight over and looked over to the door way of the Warehouse, It was Happy

"How do you do it Happ?" I asked and I could feel my breath getting shaky, Happy shrugged

"I ask myself if I'm doing it for the right reasons, which is what you should do Abel. Those men in there hurt your brother they deserved to die, So before that guilt and grief eat you up you remember that you did the right thing, you did what had to be done" Happy said then disappeared back inside, Why had I done it? Because my dad asked me to? No, I did this because of Thomas. Someone had hurt my little brother they deserved this.

Author's Note.
So this chapter was a bit strange to write, I don't know if this was really out of character for Abel but I think this is the way I want to develop his character.

Let me know what you think!

Jamie