Updating once again. Once again thanks to those who reviewed. I didn't think I'd get this done today due to personal stuff I had to deal with. But here we are. I hope you all enjoy.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: Bar Fight and Crying.

SAMCRO's weekly Friday night party had kicked off two hours ago. Lacey was sitting with Donna and Gemma as the two older women chatted on about babies. It was starting to bore her. She was excited and happy about having a baby but hearing baby talk for two hours really did do her head in.

"I'm gonna look for Jax," she interrupted them as she stood up. She walked away before they could protest.

She soon found Jax sitting on one of the couches and frowned when she saw the crow-eater she hated more than anything sitting extremely close to him, trying hump his leg and shove her silicon boobs in his face face. Jax was trying to ignore her but she wouldn't take the hint.

Caydence, as she was known by to everyone, started the feud between her and Lacey back when she became a crow-eater. Lacey was only sixteen at the time but Caydence hated the attention the girl got from everyone. She always treated Lacey like she was dirt under her 6 inch heel boots hoping Lacey would take a hike one day.

When Lacey had the blow out with Jax and went to college, she took it as an opportunity to try and get Jax and become his old lady. Her attempts failed. She was one crow-eater he never took to his dorm room. Even with all the countless woman going back there Caydence knew there was only one girl on his mind. She started hoping Lacey would never return but when she did she knew her game was over. It didn't stop her from trying though.

Lacey never took the trailer trash Barbie's crap. She always made sure to put her back in her place when it came to Jax. It never led to anything violent until now. Lacey wanted to rip out her fake blonde hair extensions and that was exactly what she was going to do.

She stormed over to the blonde, her dark curls bouncing around her shoulders. She reached for a clump of peroxide blonde hair and extensions and yanked her away from Jax making sure to pull out an extension or two.

"Get the hint you fuckin' bitch, he doesn't want your whore ass." She yelled over the music, pushing her away.

Caydence fell to the floor glaring up at Lacey before standing up, straightening her close and getting in the younger woman's face. "He's only still with you because he knocked you up. Maybe he's finally sees the whore you actually are."

A flash of anger went through the raven beauty's eyes. She reared her arm back before slamming it into Caydence's face knocking her back. Caydence managed to turn landing her palms on the table to steady herself so she wouldn't fall flat on her ass again. Her nose was starting to gush blood. Lacey had a satisfied smirk on her face knowing she'd broken Caydence's nose.

She ignored the audience around her as she stepped closer to Caydence, pulling her head back and leaning down slightly to talk into her ear. "I would tell you to try get your surgeon to fix that but then again he couldn't fix your face."

Caydence glared at her again and went to move to get a punch in but Lacey slammed her face down on the table before she got the chance to. Lacey felt arms wrap around her waist.

"You go near him again and I will kill you!" She yelled at her as who ever had their arm wrapped around her started pulling her away.

Once they were outside and away from everyone she looked at the person who pulled her away. Jax was looking back at her with concern in his eyes. His arms moved from around her waist to her hips. "You okay?"

She nodded.

"Did she hit you?"

She frowned shaking her head. "I didn't give the bitch a chance to."

"As hot as that was you can't be getting into bar fights. Not with your injury and definitely not being pregnant." He tried scolding her but failed miserably. He'd never seen Lacey so angry about a girl trying to put the moves on him. Sure she had a little jealous streak in her but she usually just rub their relationship in the other women's faces. He had to admit her violent streak was a turn on and he was very turned on right now.

She rolled her eyes. "I wasn't going to stand by and watch her rape your leg like the dog she is."

"You skipped the rolled up newspaper and went straight for hitting the nose."

"She had to learn somehow that you're mine." She said as he pulled her closer. "And you're not complaining, I can feel your boner through both our jeans."

He smirked tilting his head down to kiss her but as soon as his lips touched hers he pulled away. "Lets blow this party go somewhere more private."

"Like where?"

"The cabin." he grinned.

"Can't get more private than that. How many have you had to drink?" she asked.

"Only a few. I didn't want to drink to much tonight in case something happened." One of his hands instantly went to her belly without him thinking about it. She knew what he meant. Even though she was in the clear, she couldn't help but have the same concerns as him when it came to the little human being growing inside her.

"You can drive,"

After retrieving her keys from the dorm room she threw them at Jax as they walked to her car. He unlocked the doors and they both got in. Turning on the ignition he ignored the throbbing pain of his erection and started the drive towards the cabin.

As soon as Lacey closed and locked the cabin door behind them, Jax had her pinned up against it, kissing her. The kiss was filled with the lust he'd been holding in since he saw her kick Caydence's ass at the clubhouse. A small moan vibrated against their lips as her hands ran under his shirt feeling every curve and scar as the lust and passion grew between the both of them.

"Jax," she said, while letting out a breathy sigh, pulling away from him slightly. Her eyes met his beautiful and dreamy blue eyes. She couldn't resist those eyes, never had been able to, and he knew it. A small smirk creeping back up on his face. "Fuck it, just kiss me again." She muttered pulling him back to her. Jax happily obliged, locking his lips with hers again.

The kiss held more lust than their last one. Their tongues fighting for dominance until Jax moved his perfect lips from hers and started trailing kisses down her neck. She let out a small moan when his lips brushed against the sensitive part in the crook between her head and right shoulder. It sent a tingling sensation through her body. He smirked against her skin, her moan music to his ears.

He pulled away as he grabbed the bottom of her tank top and lifted it up over her head and arms, throwing it somewhere on the floor. He looked at her slender torso and lace covered bust, taking in the sight before him. He could never get sick of looking at his old lady.

She went to cover up her recent scars, the wounds she received in the accident. Jax knelt down removing her hands from covering herself. To him she was a work of art, scars and all. He gently ran his fingers over her longest scar It was around three centimeters long and the only one apart from the incision on her head, that needed stitches.

He removed his fingers from the scar and placed a light kiss to it. The sensation that ran through her body as he done the same thing to each scar was intense. He had never been this gentle with her before. She could feel the passion and love between them. She could felt tears start to build up in her eyes as he moved higher and higher kissing every scar on his journey back up to her lips. Even though two and a half weeks had gone by since the 'accident'. It still ran fresh in hers and Jax's mind.

Jax stood back up, locking eyes once again with the mother of his child, the love of his life. He wiped away her tears and pulled her into his chest as she silently cried into his shirt. He placed his chin on the top of her head, holding her as tight as he could without hurting her. He knew the crash was effecting her more than she let on.

He picked her up and took her into the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed. He laid with her, continuing to hold her as her sobs started to subside and her breathing started to steady. He looked down to see she'd fallen asleep. She hadn't been sleeping well since she woke up at the hospital. Even though she didn't say anything, he knew she was having nightmares.

After a few minutes of making sure she wasn't going to wake up, he got off the bed. He slipped his shirt off and put it on Lacey before taking off her jeans and putting her under the blankets. He stripped off down to his boxers and got into bed, pulling her back to him. He kissed her head and closed his eyes letting himself drift off to into a somewhat peaceful sleep.