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Fallon: End of an Era

"You have passed the point of no return," Dru announced once the One-Niners made themselves skittish on the docks. She had observed as Jax and Tyler lied their asses off in front of Marks. In hindsight, she knew what was going down as soon as she walked out of the porn warehouse. Dru didn't think Jax was going to go this far. But he was on a collision course headed for complete chaos.

"Have faith, Dru," Jax told her.

"Oh, I have faith. I have faith in the fact that this is not going to end well."

She strolled away and immediately got on her bike not bothering to look back. She had other things to do right now, and it didn't include enabling Jax.

"I overheard a conversation between August Marks and Jax Teller. I need information on a business partner of Marks'. He went MIA a few days ago," Dru told her contact over the phone. "I need to find him."

"He could be dead, Drusilla."

"I know that," Dru sighed. "If that be the case, there's a reason for it, and I need to know that reason. If I find the business partner, then I'll have some sort leverage. But I need to get to him first if he is still alive."

"I'll find out what I can."

"Thank you."

When Jax was going home that night, he wanted more than anything to see Dru. He had just beat the living hell out of Mr. Hoss. Not that the cocksucker didn't deserve it. He'd had a rough time today and being able to use Mr. Hoss as a punching bag made him feel gratified. But now he needed to know that Dru was still there. He knew that he was pushing her buttons by doing what he was doing. He was constantly putting himself in danger by unraveling the allies the Sons had made over the years to keep peace. Jax acknowledged that Dru didn't want to see him get hurt, or worse, killed. He wholeheartedly believed that Dru would put herself on the line for death before it took him, and that he couldn't have. But Dru was a stubborn bitch. She would do what she wanted. It showed her loyalty. It showed the deep abiding love that she had for him.

How he didn't see it all those years ago, he didn't know. He guessed that he didn't want to see it. She had been the princess. She had been his best friend. Jax hadn't wanted to mess that up, but he should've grasped the importance of Dru. She would be the only one to accept him as he is. And that…that was more vital than oxygen.

Her past had been the only obstacle in the way. Her involvement with the IRA had been a bitter punch in the gut, but he had quickly mended the open wound that had dug into his heart once she told him her story. He still couldn't believe that he hadn't protected her from suffering so much. She was getting back to herself, even he noticed that. But she would forever carry around the torture that the IRA had tainted her with.

Granted she did learn a lot that came in handy to their organization now. Jax had to admit that he wouldn't trust her to do half the things she did, or allow her to be involved as deeply as she was if she hadn't have went through the training that took her to that dark place. It still didn't mean that he accepted what happened to her, but he would live with it.

He was in love with her. If only he had come to that realization years ago. Her nightmares would be nonexistent. His reality could be different. The club could be on a different path, one that was good and righteous. But instead, he had pissed it all away and this shit storm was what was left. However, he did have his Dru.

And all was right when he walked into his mom's house that night to find her curled up in the bed with both Abel and Thomas cuddled next to her.

"Tully's boots on the ground, Leland Gruen, said he'd meet us at Oswald's timber trail," Jax said then looked at Bobby. "I gave him your number to lock down a time."

"Does anybody know this guy?" Tig asked.

"AB lifer. He did double dimes for assault. I think he got out last year," Happy replied.

"You talk price?" Rat Boy questioned.

"Leland will test it then give us a street rate," Jax answered.

"It's not about profit. It's about protecting our flank," Bobby told him.

"And dumping the shit on someone else," Dru added.

There was a knock on the door. They turned to find Lyla there. "Hey, Tyler is here. You can use the bar. I'm in post all day." She smiled and quickly made herself scarce after the announcement.

"What the hell would Tyler be doing here?" Dru asked.

"I don't know," Jax shrugged. "Must want something."

"Well, we can't really afford to do anymore favors, Jackson. Or open another goddamn door."

Jax rolled his eyes at her concern. "Nothing's gonna happen, Dru."

"It better not, or I'm gonna have your balls on a chopping block."

"Three Chinese rub and tugs got hit last night. Black guys. Lin wants blood. He thinks that it was us," Tyler told them.

Dru pursed her lips and looked at Tig. Just from the look on his face, she knew that the Sons had something to do with it. 'Oh, fuck. The war is coming,' she thought.

"Was it?" Jax interrogated.

"Hell no," Tyler snapped. "August is spinning out, man. He's afraid that the streets are gonna blow up as he's trying to close this deal in Piedmont. It's a huge government housing project."

"Is that the one where his partner's MIA?"

"Yeah. Haddem. He's a pastor over at Piedmont Grace."

'Oh, shit,' Dru thought but wouldn't allow anything to show outwardly. 'Well, I certainly don't need information on the business partner now.'

"August needs his signature on the paperwork by the end of the day tomorrow. And before Lin retaliates and all his investors get skittish," Tyler continued.

"And what? Preacher won't sign?"

"He just dropped out of sight last week. And now his old lady is MIA."

"Why are they all disappearing?" Chibs probed.

"I don't know. But his wife's got power of attorney. She could just sign off on everything. August thinks that she'll be easier to find," Tyler replied.

"So, what do you need from us?" Jax asked him.

"Search and rescue for the wife, Loutreesha," he responded. "I mean, look, Piedmont might like its pastors to be black, but they prefer their residents to be a shade paler."

"You need some pretty white boys to knock on doors?" Jax retorted.

"Yeah, something like that." Tyler then glanced at Dru. "A pretty white girl would be even better."

Dru could only roll her eyes as she shook her head. Tyler was such a flirt. "Well, that's a clean town. It's gonna be hard to get any information," she said.

"Loutreesha goes by her maiden name, McQueen. She's got a sister in Piedmont and a half-sister in Montclair. That's all I got."

"That's enough for me to work with," Dru shrugged.

"We'll dig in and let you know," Jax told him.

They immediately tensed up as Tyler was walking away. Dru who had been sitting on the bar next to Chibs jumped off of it and slapped Jax on the arm as soon as Tyler was out of sight.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Jax exclaimed rubbing his arm.

"The panty hose preacher! What the fuck?!" she snapped. "Your balls are on the chopping block after all!"

"It's a small world," Tig said.

"And getting smaller," Dru added.

"How did you not know?" Jax asked her.

"Because I don't pay attention to August's partners! I don't give two shits how he makes his money. Besides, I know how he operates. The government housing project is August's way of laundering money. He could care less who the fuck is homeless in Piedmont."

"That's not the point, Dru."

"No, it's not the point," she shook her head. "I had put in a call yesterday about one of August's business partners. I hadn't gotten anything back yet. And now Tyler comes in here with all the information I need. We've got to find the wife before August goes looking for the preacher."

"No shit," Jax muttered.

"A lot of eyes could've seen us go in that apartment, man," Happy spoke up. "We went in big."

"So, where do we start looking?" Chibs asked.

"Chigger Woods," Jax smirked. "We're gonna ask the preacher."

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?" Dru bellowed. "Why do that when I can easily call a contact, or hell, hack into DMV or court files?"

"Why take the risk of you getting caught or using one of your contacts when we can do this the old fashioned way?" Jax countered.

"Ew! See, this is why we didn't need to do this the old fashioned way. We could've avoided this," Dru told him as she took in the stench of the preacher's dead body. She had buried many a dead bodies, had even burnt a few, but never had she dug one back up. Now she knew why. The odor was unbearable.

"Yep, that's the good preacher," Jax announced after Rat Boy cleaned the dirt off of the face.

"Phone's in his pocket," Tig declared pointing at the body. Everybody looked at him like he was crazy. Dru sure as hell wasn't touching the body. But she noticed that Tig was directly looking at one person. "Rat."

"Shit, this is probably getting you hard," Rat murmured.

"What was that?"

"This is gonna be hard," he corrected sarcastically.

Jax and Dru lightly chuckled. They knew what had been said the first time, and neither of them put it past Tig to get a boner during this situation. After all, the man was one sick fuck. Why Rat Boy let Tig push him around, Dru would never understand. She was just thankful she wasn't the one pulling the phone out of his pocket.

"Shit. They're wet," Jax said once he looked at them.

"We'll charge them up; see if we can salvage anything," Tig told him.

"Yeah, all right," Jax agreed then handed them to Tig. He immediately began slapping his hands together. "I'm gonna stop by Diosa. See you back at Red Woody. Dru, come on."

"It's not so difficult as long as you're not digging up the body, now is it?" Dru told him as he began walking out of the woods.

Jax turned to leer at her. "It's easy being King."

"Jax is gonna flip his shit," Dru told them.

They had just finished watching the videos that had been recorded on the cell phone. Tig had been in charge of holding the damn thing. No way in hell was she putting her hands on it. The videos that was on it, they were awfully fascinating. Dru understood that it didn't matter who you were, anybody could be a freak. Hell, she was a freak. But the pastor…well, he was just more so. She felt a chill go down her spine. Yep, she was definitely uncomfortable with what she just seen.

Jax was on his way back to Red Woody. Chibs had called him to tell him that they found something on the cell phone that was of use. 'Oh, yeah, we found something alright,' Dru thought.

About that time, Jax walked in. "What'd you find?" he asked.

"You'll just have to watch it, brother," Tig said. "Dru, come join."

"No," she adamantly shook her head. "I've watched it once. I don't need to watch it again."

Jax narrowed his eyes on her in confusion. Dru smirked. Soon enough he'd know why she wasn't doing a repeat. Tig pressed play and…she threw up in her mouth a little bit once she heard the moaning.

"Here it comes," Tig announced.

"Wait for it. Wait for it," Chibs told him.

"Who's my dirty little whore, baby?"

"Are you shitting me?!" Jax exclaimed.

"Oh, no, that happens later," Dru remarked.

"Yeah, it does. Um, listen, Jax," Tig paused. "We couldn't get the cell phone to work. This has no personal info on it. He just used it to record his, uh, comings and goings. Besides Venus, the only thing on here is the shit that went down that day."

"Find Venus," Jax demanded.

"I know where she is," Tig said.

Dru whipped her head around at Tig. She furrowed her brow. She couldn't quite believe that statement. She knew that Tig was a freak too. Hell, Tig was more than a freak. He was fucked up beyond all repair. But this…

"We stayed in touch," he defended himself then walked out the door.

"Should I be worried he stayed in touch?" Jax asked.

"Why worry?" Dru shrugged. "Tig's always been a few eggs short of a dozen. This right here does not surprise me." She looked Jax. "I wouldn't be too worried, Jackson. After all, Tig has always been free with his sexuality."

"A little too free," Bobby muttered.

Venus giggled as she replayed the video. "Oh. Well, I do love those boots," she told them.

"Oh, yeah, me too," Tig cut in.

"Why are you looking for him?" she asked.

"He and his family might be in danger," Jax replied.

"Well, I'm not surprised. That freaky little holy man liked to live close to the flame. God can only protect us so much," Venus explained. "Why do you have his phone?"

Dru knew they couldn't tell her the truth. "We need to find his family, Venus. It's important," she jumped in. "Where would you meet him?"

"Different places," Venus answered. "At first he took me to this very unsavory apartment in an area code beneath my station. I told him never again. I need a certain level of comfort to maintain my dignity. Uh, after that, it was usually nice hotels. There was a quiet lake house once."

"A lake house that he owned?" Jax probed.

"I—I think so," Venus stuttered. "It had pictures of family, I'm assuming were his wife and children."

"Do you remember where?"

"Outside Berkley. Lake Anza, I believe. I'm sure I have the address in my appointment book."

"We're gonna need that address, Venus," Dru told her.

"Please," Tig begged.

"I will help you because I am fond of you. I am fond of you all. I feel we are connected on a deeper vibration. Do you feel that?" Venus declared. They quickly agreed. "Well, I have a little lonesome dove waiting for me upstairs, but his abreaction is usually rather swift. So, just give me five minutes, and then perhaps Alexander can come up and retrieve your address?"

"That'd be great," Jax said.

Venus began walking away as they all said thank you to her. The transgender woman was beginning to grow on Dru, she had to admit. But she did become a little uneasy when she seen where Tig's eyes were as Venus was walking away. She hit him in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Tig reacted. "What was that for?"

"Just not in front of me, please," she begged.

"Something we need to know here?" Jax asked him.

"We're friends," Tig affirmed. "You know, we've got things in common."

"Yeah, I can think of one thing," Bobby said.

"Don't be disrespectful!" Tig snapped at him. "I'm gonna head upstairs and get her to move it along. She tends to dilly dally." It didn't take much for Tig to suddenly be gone as if he had a fire underneath his ass.

"Dilly dally?" Rat Boy questioned.

"Okay, now I'm worried," Jax nodded.

"You know, I could've easily gotten the address with one click on either my phone or my laptop," Dru told him. "But instead, you all wanted to play a cat and mouse game with a transvestite."

Jax chuckled. "Oh, come on, Dru. You're having just as much fun as the rest of us."

"Watching Tig fall all over himself for Venus is not what I call a good time. Although, it is interesting to see Tig being all compassionate and shit." She paused. "The fact remains that I could've had all current addresses for the family in my hands thirty minutes ago. It would've been quicker than doing this."

"But then you wouldn't have seen Tig's 'compassionate' side," Bobby rang in.

"I also wouldn't have seen him checking out Venus' ass as she walked away either. I could've gone the rest of my life without seeing that."