You guys get two, so be happy with that... LOL. You also get to see why our lovely ginger is called Psycho, so that's exciting.

Sorry again about typos, if you see any...

Remember, kind of a dark story, be prepared.

Here's Chapter 5.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Sons of Anarchy, Kurt Sutter does.

Chapter 5

"You what?!" She roars, her beast coming to the surface. Jax's blue eyes widen and he puts his hands up.

"I had to tell them, Cages. The club can help. We can help-"

Pure fury races through her blood, her stomach dropping and her skin heating. Cages feels her fingers bend into a fist, her teeth gritting. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL THEM!" She screams at him and he flinches, looking around him. His brothers slowly start to turn towards them from their postions in the garage.

"Cages-"

She screams, pure fury tearing from her chest. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

"We can help!" He yells, his anger and frustration starting to rise. But she doesn't care. All she can care about right now is that they know. They know that she was weak. They know about how weak she was. They know. Jax disrespected her and she won't stand for that.

Jax notices his mother and step-father step out of the doorway to the garage office and watch. Clay raises a brow which he scowls at in return. "HELP?!" He winces at the sound of her screech. Her inner psycho is coming out. Oh shit.

"You want to help me," she looks back at Gemma and Clay. "Then leave me the fuck alone." Cages spits by Jax's feet, before turning and stalking away.

"Psycho!" He calls out and Juice gapes at him, the others just blink in surprise. "But a bullet in his head this time!" He grins and she tilts her head at him, freezing. His smile drops.

Her grin is crazed, her blue eyes almost black. "Psycho? Is that what you call me?" She stalks back to the blonde man and Jax's eyes widen. By now all of the members at Teller-Morrow are watching, waiting for the explosion.

"Oh shit." Gemma murmurs.

"I'll show you PSYHCO!" She screams and runs at him.

Before Jax can even process, he is on the ground. Her fists, much more powerful than expected, hit him right in the nose and jaw. "Cages!" His hands try to grab her waist to throw her off, but her face connecting with his causes his hand to fly to his face. Dazed, he attempts to shove her off but her small hips dig into his ribs.

She roars, her beast taking over as her throws punch after punch to his face. Her knuckles crack and bleed, but she doesn't notice. Her anger, her adrenaline, her rage, all target on the man underneath her. All her rage towards Nate. Towards herself. Towards Jax. All of her fury is executed through her fists into the man she thinks as a brother.

Jax gasps for air, surprised at the furious woman above him. He grabs her wrists before she can throw another punch and throws her off of him. Anger courses through him. "Back the fuck up, Cages!" He screams in her face, ignoring his throbbing nose, eye, and jaw. He can already feel the head ache coming, still a little dizzy from how hard she slammed her face into his.

The red head snarls at him, her face red. Before he can even blink, tears are quickly falling down her face and she is on her knees, sobbing. He blinks at her, feeling a little whiplash, before sitting up. "Cages..." He murmurs, already concerned. He doesn't give a shit about how she pretty much beat the shit out of him in front of his brothers, he doesn't give a shit that she is still angry. She needs him.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Cages screams, swinging at Jax as he picks her up, wincing. Her sobs louder. How could you do this in front of them? How can you be so weak in front of them? She can't stop crying. She just can't stop. And she just wants it all to stop.

"Louella." Jax murmurs, carrying her into the club house. Chibs, Tig, and Gemma follow after. All three extremely concerned for the girl.

"I'm so sorry Jax. I'm so sorry." She sobs into his leather and he smiles through his split lip.

"You made me proud, darlin'. Don't apologize about that." He smirks, hoping his mood will brighten hers. He scowls when her sobs continue.

"Louella Mae." Gemma rushes towards the girls. The red head shakes her head and puts her face deeper into Jax's cutt.

"Leave her be, mom. I got it." He murmurs and strokes her head. Louella's sobs start to die down and he wraps his other arm around her waist, holding her against him tight.

"Thank you." She whispers, surprising the blonde man holding her. He smiles down at her, his anger starting to die down.

He knows that there are three things certain when it comes to Cages Delaney.

1. She is too stuborn to know and ask for someone else's help.

2. She reacts first and takes out every emotion she can, with rage. She literally fights her emotions.

3. She is so loyal that it breaks his heart. She is loyal and will do whatever she can to prove it.

The Next Day

"Hey. How's Abel?" Cages asks as she notices Jax back at the hospital, staring at the smallest baby she has ever seen in person. Definitely a Teller. Little man had all the odds against him and he won. He smiles at her, his black eye and swollen face looking slightly less painful.

She winces, feeling a little more guilty than earlier today. Cages knows that she went a little crazy on him yesterday and she feels kinda bad about it. Yesterday was just a disaster in general. He deserved getting hit for telling the club when she delibertly told him not to, so she reacted the best way she saw fit. It was afterwards that really causes her stomach to churn. Cages can't even fathom how she reacted that way. How she cried so hard in front of all of them, she can hardly believe it. How did this happen? How could she possibly break so hard in front of the people that saw her as something quite the oppisite of broken? Everyone has their moment. That's what Gemma told her last night. Everyone has a moment of weakness where they need to just be broken for a minute; where they just need a good cry for a little while.

Cages just hates that her "minute" was in front of the whole god damn club that calls her "psycho" behind her back. Which is totally going to be talked about.

"I get him out soon." Jax pulls her out of her whrill-wind thoughts and she smiles softly at him, knowing that "soon" isn't actually going be for a while.

"That's great, babe." He smirks at her and she does it right back at him, knowing her next words will wipe that expression right off his face. "You talk to Tara yet?"

She has immediate satisfaction.

"Yeah. Why do you wanna know?" Jax eyes her and crosses his arms.

Cages chuckles. "No need to get frisky. Just curious is all, darlin'." He smirks at her and her smile drops. "Have you talked to Otto yet?" She asks.

His smirk also drops.

"No. Goin' to see him tomorrow or the day after, Darlin'." Cages squints at him before sighing and nodding.

"Hey, give him love for me, yeah?"

If there is one person she could ever love more than her mother, and just as much as her son, it's her daddy. Otto Delaney has been a full patched member of the Sons for as long as she can remember. He taught her everything. Fight. Drive. Steal. Love. Give. Take. He has been her rock every day since before she gave birth to her son. Otto Delaney is just her everything, and she doesn't know what she'd do without him. That's why it's hard for her to handle things right now. Yeah, Otto's been in jail for a while now, but it is just now really getting to her. Being involved with the club her entire life, she understands that the guys will eventually get hard time, it's just... He seemed to get time a little longer and a little harder than anyone else.

"Of course, darlin'." Jax kisses the corner of her mouth and struts away. She sighs and shakes her head.

"Hey, Cages." She smiles at the dark haired doctor before frowning.

"Tare. What happened?" The brunette frowns and Cages notices her facing moving into one of deception and she glares at her old friend quickly. "And don't fucking lie. I know you a little better than you think, Tara Grace." Tara sighs and Cages feels satisfaction race through her. Huh. Twice in one day. Louella, you're on a roll.

"A girl came in this morning." Cages blinks in surprise. It's not often that Tara talks about her work with her, she hasn't really had to time to really talk one-on-one with the woman, which is quite a shame, really.

"And..."

"And she was raped at the carnival last night." The older doctor slams out and Cages' eyes widen.

Pure fury runs through her veins, hotter than any day, making her vision start to turn red and she can feel the bars of her beast's cage starting to give. Tara's eyes widen at the look in her friend's eye. "The club is taking care of it, Cages! I.. think..."

"You think?!" She growls out, her fury making her fists curl. No one. NO ONE. Is allowed to rape anyone in my town. Cages takes three deep breaths. "Thank you, love." She swallows down her growls. For now. Tara blinks at her in surprise.

"I need to have some words with Jackson. Have a nive day, Knowles." She kisses her friend and the doctor stands, flabberghasted.

"Uh. You too, Lou." She shakes her head before turning back towards Abel's incubator, smiling softly at the gorgeous baby.

At TM

"Have you talked to her yet?" Clay asks his wife in the office of TM, and the dark haired woman shakes her head and sighs.

"Karen isn't letting anyone get in and talk to her. Won't even let Hale get in that god damn room without her watching." Clay sighs.

"Has any of the carnies said anything?" The older man asks his step son, feeling frustrated immediately when the blonde man shakes his head.

"No one saw shit, apparently. All too loyal. We should talk to Unser. See if any of Darby's assholes have sexual assualt charges against 'em." Clay nods, kissing his wife's lips.

"I'll check with our dear old cheif, you find out what you can about Nate." Gemma and Jax both stare at the white haired man.

"You serious?"

Clay scowls at the tone. "We all saw the beating you took son, it seems as though our psycho needs more help than she thinks."

"Speaking of which..." All jump at the voice in the door way, leading into the garage. "We really need to talk about that stupid nick name." The red head mutters, her twin in a little boy's body, standing right next to her smiling at Gemma and Clay.

"Hey Zac." Jax greets the little boy and he smirks back at them.

"Uncle Jax. Ma really got you good." The older man scowls at the red head.

"Do you tell him everything?" He mutters and she chuckles and kisses her sons hand.

"Baby, go play with the guys, I need to talk to your Aunt Gem and Uncle Clay." The little boy grins a devious grin and tries to pull away, but she tsks and leans down. The other three adults smile amusedly as the little boy rolls his eyes but gives his mother a kiss.

"No lighting shit on fire this time, or no tattoos." Zacharias nods and runs off to play with most likely Tig.

"You still let him draw on you and shit?" Jax asks. For as long as Zac could hold up a pen, Cages let the little boy draw on her, noticing immediately that the kid had a real talent. He could already draw shit better than she could and he's not even in school yet.

"Yeah, one of his pieces I'm actually gonna have inked." She claps her hands together and rubs them. "Now, let's talk about why I wasn't told about this rape problem."

Clay scowls. "Cages. Not meaning any offense darlin', but you ain't got no part-"

"I told you that I wanted to be involved if there were any sexual cases goin' on in Charming. I know this sounds kind of personal, but after Nate I don't want anyone else to have to go through that shit. Let me help, I'm good at finding people and making them talk." A shiver runs down Gemma's spine at the younger woman's words.

"I have no doubts about that." Clay mutters. "But once we find 'im, it's not us taking care of him. This is Oswald's kid. He wants to end it."

Cages blinks in surprise. "Tristan was the girl. Fucking Christ." She swears and starts pacing, runs her hands through her hair.

"You know her?" Gemma asks, surprised that her God daughter would have some sort of association with the Oswald's.

"Yeah, I do. I used to help them out at their house, doing odd jobs and shit. Tristan would get bored and help me, sometimes even watch Zac. Now I'm really fucking pissed. Jesus." She swears again, her stomach churning. Angry.

"Well, we already checked at the carnival and asked the carnies. None of them are talkin'." Jax tells and Cages smiles darkly.

"Oh, honey. They're gonna talk. Just let your dear old friend Cages persuade them too."

Carinval with Jax

Jax winces with a grimace as another man screams and his stomach actually churns as he watches Cages shoot another bullet into a carnies knee cap without so much as blinking. Jesus, how is this bitch not in a cell?

"Fucking psycho bitch!" The fat man screams in her face and Jax winces. Uh oh.

"I really don't like being called that. Jeez." She mutters and smiles a dark smile at the man. "I also don't like waiting. So either you tell me who raped my friend or I will shoot you in your spine. That will do either two of two things: you'll bleed to death; you won't be to walk and use your tiny dick; it'll really hurt, obviously." Cages ticks off on her fingers and Jax's stomach churns.

"I don't know about you, man. I would talk. She ain't lying. I mean, look at your knees." Jax smirks at the man, patting his shoulder and glances at the other carnies on the ground, passed out from Cages other fun forms of persuasion. The room smelling like piss from the fattest of them. That was a dark one.

"OK! OK! It was the clown!" He screams and Cages looks back at Jax. He nods and she grins one last time. Before anyone can blink she is grabbing the mans cock in a very harsh grip.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna have to come back and cut off your dick?" The man nods quickly and Jax's eyes widen. She is good at what she does. Damn. Happy would be in heaven right now.

"We heard him talking about wanting to fuck that little tight piece of ass the other night. We didn't think he would go through with it!" He yells and Cages sighs her grip on the man's dick tightening.

"Where is he now?" Jax notices the man starting to turn pale very quickly and he puts a hand on Cages' shoulder.

"He's gonna pass out, darlin'."

She smirks. "Don't worry, we'll get his location before then." The red head leans forward and breathes into the man's sweaty ear. "Where. Is. He." Her grip very painful on the man's poor dick.

"If he's not is his tent, then check the dunk tank! If he's not there then the field behind his tent! Those are the only places!" He yells, and Cages grins, letting go.

"Now that wasn't so hard. Thank you, darlin'. Now two last things." She punches him in the face and leans forward as his already broken nose bleeds more. "You don't remember who did this to you, and if you do, you won't live long enough to regret it. And, if one of your carnies decides that they wanna rape another girl and you don't do anything about it, I'll break every bone in your body and shoot your spine. Then I'll cut out your tongue so screaming causes you to choke even more. You understand?" She whispers and he man nods in pure fear. She kisses his forhead in amusement before knocking him out with the butt of her gun.

"Damn babe, you really got this down to a science." He tells, grinning that the job was done in less than 30 minutes and she grins and takes off her bloody gloves.

"Thanks babe. I've had practice. Dad really is a great teacher."

He laughs and helps her take off her bloody white shirt. "Want me to wipe that off for you?" Jax gestures towards her gun and she smiles and kisses him lovingly.

"Nah. We gotta get this fucker for Elliot anyway. It'll be fun making him squeal like a pig."

Jax laughs again. "We really should do this more often, you and I?"

She laughs loudly and nods. "Definitely."

Cages quickly calls a 911 anonmously and tells them of the carnies. She hangs up and puts her gun in her purse. "Let's go get us a rapist. Then lunch."

"You wanna go to the deli or just the club?" He asks, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and she grins.

"Deli. All this shooting is making me crave a nice sandwich."

Back to the Clubhouse

"You wanted a rapist, and a rapist is what you got." Cages tells as she drags in the man's unconcious body from outside, inside the clubhouse, Jax smiling widely next to her.

Everyone freezes, their eyes widening comically. Clay drops his beer, looks at the clock and then back at her. "You wanna keep starin', or get Oswald on the phone. Jesus, do I have to do everything?" Cages scowls and crosses her arms.

Jax chuckles at his brother's silence and bumps his shoulder against hers. "I guess so babe. Here." He holds out his phone but she shakes her head and smiles.

"No need. I got 'im in my phone." Louella takes out her phone and quickly looks at Tig. "Where's my kid, Tiggy?" His eyes light up deviously.

"With Sac outisde."

She nods. "Keep it that way. He doesn't need to see this shit."

"Louella Delaney? I haven't heard from you in months." Elliot answers and the red head smiles at his soft voice. She can hear the pain behind it.

"I know. Long time, El. But once I heard what happened to Tristan, I just rushed down to Teller-Morrow and told the club I was helping out getting that fucking rapist. I know you want him. So, I delivered. Come and get him, he's all yours El."

The man releases a laugh-cry and tears come to her eyes at the relief in his voice. "Thank you so much Louella Mae. I will owe you for the rest of my life. I'll be there at dark."

"OK. See you then. Bye Elliot."

"Bye, Cages. Thank you, again." She smiles and hangs up.

"What the fuck?" Piney asks for everyone, after finally finding his voice and she grins.

"Hey Pine. Well, once Tare told me what happened, thank you by the way for telling me, I knew that this fucker needed to be taken care of immediately. I went to the carnival with Jax ASAP and persuaded the carnies to tell me everything." She kicks the unconcious man and shrugs. Jax laughs.

"You guys should have seen it. I thought I was gonna throw up. Cages is really good with a knife and 9mm." Clay scowls and opens his mouth to speak but the man on the ground groans.

They all freeze as a look of pure anger replaces Cages' normally passive face. She pulls out her 9 mm and shoots the fucker in the foot. Her face freezingly cold. The man screams, and she points the gun at his head. "If my kid comes in here cause you won't stop screaming, Elliot or not, I will fucking cut off your cock and rape you will it, see how you like it. Shut the fuck up!" The man quiets his screams to cries of pain and she smiles. "Thank you" She mutters.

Clay swallows. "Keep him out until Oswald get here. We don't need anyone suspiscious." Louella nods and kickes the crying man's head hard, knocking him out quickly.

"I need a drink." She mutters and walks over to the bar, ignoring the looks the members are giving her.

Cages takes a large swig of bourbon and shakes the burning away quickly. "If you keep staring at me like I'm some sort of psycho, I'm gonna shoot someone." She tells with a sigh before groaning. "By the way, the nick name. Not funny. I might be scary, but I am not that psychotic."

"Did you just hear your threat?" Juice asks before anyone else can and the red head rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. So I'm creative. I don't have problem with getting the job done. Hap gets it." The bald headed man grins darkly, deciding that pinning the red against the bar and fucking her brains out in front of everyone, kid or no kid, is not a very good idea. Even though he was literally .05 seconds from doing so.

"Yeah. I do." His eyes gleam with desire as he watches her and everyone shakes their head when her eyes darken as well.

"You're all fucked up. But, hey, you got it done efficiently and quietly, so points for Cages." Tig says, throwing an arm over her shoulders, ignoring Happy's growl.

"I told you I knew how to get people talking." Cages grins at Clay and claps her on the back hard.

"Good job, darlin'."

"Did it really take ya only an 'our?" Chibs asks as Tig and Juice drag the fat man to the dorms.

"Nah. 30 minutes tops. Jax and I decided to get lunch after. The deli was a good choice." She directs the last part to the blonde man and he chuckles.

"Hold up! Hold the fuck up! You tortured carnies until you got what you wanted, then you got the rapist, then lunch, then here? Holy shit, Cages!" Opie yells and runs a hand through his beard. "Are you sure they aren't dead? They won't talk?"

"Oh yeah, she took care of that, trust me bro. Called 911 and everything. Made it anonymous, so we're good." Jax pats her back, proud and Cages kisses him lovingly, causing the others to laugh.

Happy growls again.

"Thanks babe. I think I'm in." She says after a moment and Clay blinks at her.

"In what?'

"I think I'm gonna be all in the life the now. Not much of a choice with Nate out there and everything." She shivers when she says his name. Cages was in such a good mood. The time at the carnival making her head rush wonderfully and her heart beat fast. She loves adrenaline, but thinking about that specific clusterfuck in her life causes her mood to dwindle rapidly.

"Speaking of which..." Juice tells as he walks back in and Cages sits up straighter.

"What?"

"I looked on all the data bases for him. And there wasn't anything there for him... But..." He trails off and her beasts stirs once more.

The red head cracks her neck. "You better fucking talk Ortiz."

Juice swallows and nods. "He was spotted in the hospital cameras, following you around with your kid. I hacked into your house cams and he was.. he was standing outside your window a couple weeks ago, just staring at you. Both of you." The room temperature drops and Cages sprints to the sink, emptying her stomach. Hatred, fury, and fear runs through her body and she starts to dry heave.

He was outside my house. He saw me with Zacharias. Nate saw us. HE SAW US!

More of her lunch comes up. "Fuck!" Jax yells, punching the wall and tears start to run down her face. He saw her baby. That evil man saw the one person she was trying to make sure he would never be able to see.

Rough hands rub up and down her back while she dry heaves, another pair holding her hair. Tears come down her face in frustration. She is just so tired of crying. He was able to watch them. The worst part is that he was just watching. He didn't do anything. That means he's planning something. Cages wishes he would have done something then so she could've taken care of him. So he could never bother them again. So this won't happen. So she can feel in control.

"We have to find him." She tells, wiping the back of her hand and shrugging off the hands. "We have to find him and we have to kill him. We have to. I refuse to let anything happen to Zacharias, I would rather die a thousand deaths than allow my son to be taken from me."

"How we gonna do that?" Jax asks and she swallows and shakes her head.

"I don't know."

What they all didn't notice was that very same man was already there, watching, waiting. Listening. Planning for her to come out. "Come out and play Ella..." His voice cracks as he laughs.