Chapter 7

Logan had spent the majority of the past few days with Jax, hanging out at the club house, his place, her hotel room. And no to mention having lots of crazy rough sex. Jax agreed to let her borrow the Escalade so she could get to and from work and able to some see him when she was done.

Logan woar one of her pencils skirts with the matching blazer and a ligh purple button up. She slipped on a pair of matching stilettos. She headed out the door and to her office, arriving just on time.

She foud Mr. Anotellis office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." he had a very flat monotone voice. She opened the door and smiled. "Logan Handerson?" he questioned, setting down a few papers.

She nodded, closing the door. "Uh, yes sir. That's me."

"Have a seat." he motioned to the chair in front of his table. "Your letter of reconmendaion was wonderful, and I have no problem throwing you into a big article. We have an office cleared out for you, you can decorate and set up per you; it's your office, I don't give a shit. It's down the hall to the left, next to Shipleys office. Any questions?"

Logan was used to this; it's the journalist life. Everyone was very brief, but made sure there was no miscummunication.

"Uh, yeah. What will I be reporting on?" He glanced at her over a stack of papers and then handed two of the stray papers to her.

"This. You have a three month deadline for this big story. I expect a small report due every week. I want a rough draft in two months. Now any questions?" He raised his eyebrow.

Logan shook her head and headed down the hall to find her office. With no issues she saw the door labeled Henderson. She walked in to an empty land office, throwing her box of things on the desk. She took a moment to let her eyes adjust to make sure what she was ready was right.

Her boss gave her papers about the Sons. He wanted her to do a report of them and their outlaw ways. She leaned back in her chair, sighing. Great.

Jax was at the club house drinking a beer with Clay, who just got back from Washington.

"How were things?" Jax asked, sipping his Budweiser.

Clay shrugged. "Nothing crazy. Usual bullshit. How have things been?"

Jax raised his eyebrow. "Alright I guess. I, uh, met someone." Clay looked at him, searching. "Don't worry," Jax sipped his beer. "I trust her."

"You can't trust every pussy that-"

"Hey!" Jax cut his step-father off. "She's not just pussy. I actually like this bitch."

Clay chuckled. "Whatever you say Jax." he got up and walked outside to the office, triyng to find Gemma.

Jax finished off his beer and put his cigarette out. He sighed and got up, going to occupy his time by taking Abel to the park.

Logan hadn't gotten any work done. Besides setting up her office she just sat at her desk, kicking herself in the ass.

How the fuck can I do this? She sighed and let her head fall.

It was almost 4 o'clock, which meant quitting time. She gathered her things and stuffed the paper Mr. Anotelli gave her to the very bottom of her bag. She grabbed the keys to the Escalade and left her office, shutting the light off behind her and closing the door. The walk form her office to the parking garage was the longest walk she had ever taken. It was lifes funny irony, making her do a report like this.

She decided to keep everything a secret and do her best to not report on it. Maybe she could find something interesting and give her boss the run-around on SAMCRO being far too uptight with all of their business

She got in the car, lighting a Marlboro red, taking a long drag. She turned the car on, engine purring and radio starting. Use Somebody by Kings of Leon came on and she was pretty set. She pulled away from her work building, making a right turn to go to the Club House.

She arrived a short 10-minutes later not seeing Jaxs bike yet. She parked the Escy with all the other cars, hoping out with her bag.

She saw Gemma in the office window and entered, greeting her with a smile.

"Hey there sweetie," Gemma stood up. "Jax was helping Opie with moving a few things, he should be back here any minute. Go ahead inside and have a drink or something if you want to. I think Tij and Chibbs were smoking a joint out-back." Logan nodded and exited, heading inside. One of the Crow Eaters behind the bar gave her a Bud-Light bottle frosted from the chill.

She sat back, sipping her bear and smoking another cigarette. She heard the club house door open and looked in anticipation. She smiled when she saw Jaw walking in, shirt-less, sweaty and glistening.

"Hard day working?" she asked, giggling. He walked over to her, giving her a small kiss on the lips.

"Hot as fuck outside and helpng Ope move more ply-wood then I've ever seen." He grabbed a cigarette out of Logans pack and lit it. "How was your first day?" He took a seat in the bar stool next to her.

She shrugged, butting her cigarette out. "Just setting up my office and meeting my boss, nothing spectacular."

Jax nodded his head a few sutle times. "So," he took a sip of the beer the bartender just set up. "I was thinking that maybe we'd step this up a notch." Logan raised her eyebrows at him. "Ya know, you be my old lady?"

Logan smirked at him. "Jaxon Teller, are you trying to ask me to be your girlfriend?" She played. Jax chuckled.

"Well I guess I am. I've had a great time with ya, I'd like to see where it goes."

"I'd love to be your 'old lady'." She leaned forward, kissing him. Gemma walked in, interupting.

"Hey Jax, the pre-school called. They need to let out a little early today, do you want me to run and get him?"

Jax shook his head, jumping up. "Nah, we'll go get him. I promised we'd go to JD McFunnigans tonight for pizza and games for him. Let me go throw a shirt on and we'll go." He said to Logan. She finished her beer, hoping up as Jax walked away. She waited for him to return from the back-room to put a t-shirt on. He came back out, grabbing his set of keys for the Escelade.

He stopped in the office, grabbing Abels car-seat. He was hoping he'd be tall enough in the next few months to just use a booster seat, because this thing was a monster to tote around.

He hooked it up in the back seat and he and Logan were off.

"Abel knows about you, so I know he be excited to finally meet you today." Logan smiled. She loved kids, she just knew what she was pregnant it was a bad time for her to bring one into the world.

"I'm excited to meet him. His father is gorgeous, so I can only imagine what a cutie he'll be." She smiled at him and he smiled at back.

Jax pulled into a parking lot next to an outside park area, seeing and hearing children laughing and yelling, other parents trying to gather their own children into their vehicles.

"Daddy!" a little voice yelled, rumbling as he ran towards Jax. He was a spitting image of him, right now to the blonde hair and blue eyes. Jax bent down, the 4-year-old boy running into his arms and hugging him tight.

"Hey buddy," Jax picked his son up, hugging him tight. "Did you have a fun day?"

Abel smiled big, nodding his head a million miles a minute. "I'm sooooooooo hungry." he whined, hinting to Jax he was ready for his pizza and game night. Jax smirked, turning around with the boy. Logan smiled at him.

"Abel, this is Logan. You remember me talking about her?" He smiled and nodded at her. "Logan, this is my little boy, Abel."

"Hi!" he yelled at her, waving his hand.

Logan chuckled, waving back to him. "You're dad told me we're gonna go get yummy pizza and play games tonight. Are you excited?" She talked with the child as they all got in the car and strapped in.

"Yes." he told her. "But I only want you to play games with me, not daddy. You're prettier than daddy and smell like cookies." Oh, he was most definitely his fathers son. Not even 5 and already a flirt.

"Can't we all play? Jax asked his son.

"No. You don't smell like cookies." Abel payed no attention to his fathers words past that point, just looking out the window as the car moved.

"Do you have any nieces or nephews or anything?" Jax asked her. Logan shook her head. No brothers, no sistesr; none of that. She loved kids, but she still didn't regret her decisions when it came to terminating her first pregnancy. It wasn't the right time, and he wasn't the right person.

"Only child. My parents said I was enough to handle by age 3 and completely swayed them from ever having anymore." she chuckled at her fathers words. God, her parents were the only thing she missed from New Jersey. She couldn't wait until she had some time in at work and could take a mini-vacation back to see them. She couldn't wait to smell the Vanilla Lavender house she grew up in and eat all the great home-cooking her mother constantly made.

"Yeah, Abels the only baby of the family."

"Hey!" the little boy yelled, causing glances from the front seat. He crossed his arms infront of his chest, sticking out his bottom lip. "I'm not a baby, daddy." he turned his anger gaze back out the window and Logan and Jax tried their hardest not to laugh. God, that little boy was such a cutie.

"Ever plan on having more?" She hadn't thought that question completely through. Jax raised an eyebrow at her, reaching his free hand over to interlace his fingers with her.

"I mean, if I found the right old lady I'd consider it." he didn't want to go through the whole story about how he didn't really even want Abel infront of his son, some things were better left unsaid and some emotions better left forgotten. The day that little boy was born changed him forever and every what-if about not having him flew out the window. Jax had never felt his heart break so much as the time his little boy was kidnapped and taken to Ireland and nearly killed. He'd remember that pain for the rest of his life.

The group arrived to JC McFunnigans and Abel took the lead, not shy to grabbing Logans hand and yanking her through the parking lot.

They spent the night eating cheap greasy cheese pizza and playing crazy arcade games, winning tickets by the handful. By the end of the tiring night Abel had collected over 1000 tickets between himself, Jax and Logan.

They left the pizza parlore with a hyped up 5-year-old, wearing his new over-sized goofy hat and playing with the 10 containers of silly putty he bought with his tickets.

Lucky enough, the youngster fell asleep on the ride home.

"Oh," Logan said, realizing Jax was missing the street for her hotel. "You missed the turn. My hotels back there."

Jax smirked at her. "Well I figured you could stay with me tonight." And she had no objections.

They pulled up to Jaxs house, sure to be quiet as they carried Abel in. Jax carried his son to his bedroom, laying his sleeping head down in his bed. He returned to his own bedroom, findng Logan helping herself to his clothes; a long-sleve SAMCRO shirt and a pair of his boxers.

"I hope you didn't mind." she bit her lip, a little embarresed she hadn't asked first.

He chuckled, walking over to her and thowing his t-shirt off. He oulled her close by her waist, running his hands up and down her back and sides.

"Not at all." he bent down and placed a small kiss on her neck. "I'd mind a lot less if you were just naked, darlin'." Logans eyes softened and her cheeks turned pink.

"I'm sure you would." she pulled away from him, hopping on the bed. "But maybe you could do the work to get me there."

He gave her a grin fit for a devil, quickly shaking his pants and bowers to the floor, jumping onto the bed with her.