Sorry in advance if this chapter sucks. Next chapter should be better. Thanks to those who reviewed that last chapter. I hope your prepared for mushy-ness. If it's too mushy I apologize, I tried not to make it too romantic.

CHAPTER THIRTY: Temporary Home

Jax walked into his mom's kitchen, his big wide grin going from ear to ear. He said hi to Gemma, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She looked up from the potatoes she was cutting as he leaned against the counter with a bunch of flowers in his hand. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Where have you been and what's with the flowers?"

"I needed go sort something out and these are for Lace." he told her.

"Is that your way of making it up to her?" she asked.

"Part of it. Where's Lacey?"

"In the guest bedroom. She said she had a headache so I told her to go lay down."

"You don't mind if her and I leave a little earlier than we usually do?" He asked her.

"It's up to you two. Why?"

"I have something I want to show her."

"You going to tell me what it is?" She asked.

"Not until after I've shown her, now if you'll excuse me, I have flowers to give to someone," he said before making his way out of the kitchen. He said a quick hi to the guys as he walked into the living room.

"Awe Jackson, you shouldn't have," Tig teased seeing the flowers the young blonde was carrying.

"Fuck off," Jax sent him a playful glare while giving him the middle finger as he continued on his way to the guest bedroom.

He opened the door, stepping inside and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge looking down at his old lady. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was steady indicating she'd fallen asleep. He leaned forward kissing her forehead and ran a hand through her hair. She stirred as she slowly woke up, locking eyes with him.

"You're here." She said giving him a faint smile.

He returned the smile. "How are you feeling?"

"A little better now. Headaches almost gone." She said moving to sit up.

"That's good." He smiled. "So the florist didn't have your favorite flowers. I got you these ones instead." He said holding up the bouquet of deep red, almost black, roses.

She looked from him, to the flowers and back at him, surprised. He'd never bought someone flowers before. He didn't buy flowers for Tara when they went on what he classed as dates. He didn't even buy flowers for his mother on Mother's Day. Seeing him with a bunch of flowers in his hand to give to someone would shock anyone who knew him.

"You shouldn't have Jax."

"I wanted to. I'm sorry for the way I acted this morning, I was out of line and shouldn't have said what I did." he apologized. She could hear the sincerity in his tone.

"It's okay, I know Clay's been pressuring you to step up now he's thinking of making you V.P."

"That's still no excuse."

"You're lucky that I love you, Jackson." She leaned forward kissing him.

"I am lucky," he mumbled against her lips as he returned the kiss. He soon pulled back smiling. "I have something I want to show you after dinner."

"Babe, I've already seen your dick. I'm sure I'm gonna keep seeing it too." She teased.

"Ha-ha you should be a comedian." He said sarcastically.

"I should but I'm stuck being someone's old lady and wouldn't have it any other way." She smiled. "Can't you show me it now?"

"My dick? No, right now." he joked earning a punch in the shoulder.

"That's not what I meant."

He laughed. "I know but mom will kill us if we leave now."

She sighed. "I don't even know if I can eat dinner. The smell of it is making me nauseous."

"Go get in the car, I'll go talk to mom."

She nodded and got off the bed with his help. She went outside telling everyone she needed fresh air and got into her car waiting for Jax to come out.

Jax walked back into the kitchen where Gemma was putting the last of the food into the oven. "Hey Ma, I'm taking Lacey home, she's still not feeling too good."

"Do you want me to bring some food over to the clubhouse later on?"

"No. We'll just pick something up on the way there."

"Okay baby, call me if you two need anything, even if it's not food."

"You know I will." He smiled. They kissed each other on the cheek before Jax walked outside. He got into the drivers seat and took Lacey's keys when she handed them to her. He started the car and drove off in the opposite direction to the clubhouse. Lacey looked at him confused.

"I thought we were going home."

"We are, our new home."

"You got us a house?" She asked, her eyes widening in shock as she continued to look at him.

"It's not the perfect house and could use a little work but it's ours and we can make it our home." He said ending the short drive when he pulled into the driveway of a one story house. The house was an ugly light brown, the lawns weren't mowed and the flowers were dying.

They got out of the car and walked to the front door. "You bought this? How?" She questioned as be pulled two keys out of his pocket. "You're only 23."

He laughed. "You don't need to be a certain age to buy a house, you just have to have the money."

"How did you get the money?"

"You might not believe me but I've actually been saving."

"You bought this today? How did you manage that?"

"It's amazing what a little persuasion and help from Chibs can do." He unlocked the door and walked in with her following behind him.

He started giving her a tour of the house starting in the living room, it wasn't small but it wasn't big either. It could fit everything they needed without it feeling too cramped in. As they went down the hall, the first door on the right was the master bedroom. It had a small walk in wardrobe and it's own bathroom. Across from the master bedroom was the smallest bedroom in the house. It could easily be turned into a nursery.

The room next to it was the bathroom. It was a decent size with a separate bath and shower, the basin was built into the cabinet counter that went from the end side of the bath to the wall. It had a long mirror the went the length of the counter.

Opposite the bathroom was another bedroom just a little bigger then the nursery, it had a closet but it wasn't a walk in one like the master bedroom had. Down the end of the hall was another bedroom around the same size of the third bedroom. It also had a closet like the other bedroom. Next to that room there was a smaller room than the one that could be turned into a nursery, it was like a little office.

Jax then took her to show her the kitchen knowing it would be the room to win her over. The kitchen had recently been renovated. It was was three quarters of the size of the living room, it had plenty of counter space and there was a breakfast bar in the middle of the kitchen. Lacey always loved houses with large kitchens with a breakfast bar. The oven and dishwasher was brand new. There were lots of cupboard space and a pantry that she could walk into. This kitchen was definitely her dream kitchen. It made her wonder how Jax could afford it. The dining room was just off the kitchen. It was a small area that could probably fit a table and chairs for six.

Jax showed her the laundry room that didn't have much too it and then the large garage that could fit his motorcycle and her car, it also had a work bench where he could work on car parts when he wasn't at the garage.

He showed her the backyard which also didn't have much to it. He knew His old lady loved gardening and would turn it around.

"So what do you think?" he asked as they stood back in the kitchen.

"It definitely has potential. I like it." she smiled. She couldn't wait to see what it looked like when it was fully renovated. She didn't know how the last owners could give up on the house after redoing the kitchen. She guessed they must've run out of money.

"So am I forgiven for this morning?"

She nodded wrapping her arms around his waist. "You were forgiven when you gave me the flowers."

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a quick kiss. "Shall we head home? I remember something about you wanting to see my dick."

She pushed him away hitting his shoulder but laughed. She didn't say anything as she walked out of the house with him following behind her, after locking the doors. They got back into the car and made their way back to the clubhouse, their now temporary home.