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Fallon: End of an Era

They were coming back to TM when Jax spotted some of the Mayans in front of the gates. He wondered what could be so pressing that they hadn't even warranted a phone call to know about this meeting.

"Your guy wouldn't let us in," OCB told him as he approached.

"What do you want?" Jax asked him.

"Alvarez wants to talk. You should follow us."

Chibs began to chuckle. "I don't think so."

OCB simply stared before letting them know why they were there. "We've got someone you've been looking for. Ortiz."

That bit of information stunned Jax. "What do you want with Juice?"

"Oh, we don't want anything. He came to us, right after your old lady."

That shocked Jax even more. Jax looked over at the others. Apparently he wasn't the only one. "What do you mean, my old lady?"

"Drusilla," OCB replied. "She personally called Alvarez and said she would be at our warehouse in ten minutes. When she got there she told Alvarez that he would be having a visitor soon and to not listen to anything he had to say. She knew Juice was coming. As of thirty minutes ago, Dru is sitting on Juice waiting to turn him over to you."

When Dru had gotten eyes and ears on what Juice was going to do, she had to call August and put off their meeting until later. She couldn't have been there in an hour even if she wanted to. She had told him that she had other stuff she needed to do before she could get away. August had understood, which surprised the shit out of her. She figured with her involvement with the Sons that August wouldn't take any prisoners. Then again, August also knew that she had other business besides for SAMCRO.

She was sitting in the chair across from Juice. She was distinguished at reading body language even if the person was trying to hide everything. Juice wasn't trying to hide shit. At the moment, he was an open book. He was nervous as hell for one, and jumpy. Dru began to understand just how scared Juice was, and she couldn't promise that he didn't have a reason to be. Jax wanted him dead; wanted him dead for the betrayal that he had dealt. He had already betrayed them once and they have given him a second chance. He had failed in his redeeming himself.

Dru looked up when she heard footsteps. OCB had returned along with Jax and the others who were following behind him. She looked over at Juice. Complete and total fear had definitely taken root in his body.

"Shit! What the hell is this?" Juice questioned.

"I told you what was going to happen, Juice," Dru said.

"Yeah, but not right away!" he exclaimed.

"Relax," Alvarez told him. "They're just some old friends."

Dru watched Jax, Chibs, and Tig make a line in front of Juice. Intimidation was the name of their game.

"How'd he get here?" Jax asked.

"He showed up at the store. He wanted to trade club secrets for a one way ticket to Porto Viearta," Alvarez replied.

"Big move." He looked over at Alvarez. "What do you want?"

"Well, for one, your girl over there already made it right," he said pointing to Dru. "But there is one other thing."

Dru scrutinized Alvarez as Jax walked away with him. 'What could Alvarez possibly want?' she thought. And then it came to her. Of course, Alvarez wants the gun business. He had been pissed when Jax had handed it over to the blacks. Then again, the IRA had controlling stock in who distributed. They had been weary to let the blacks handle it considering the hate they had for the race. They would be just as jaded to let the browns do it.

"How did you know Juice was coming here?" Chibs asked her breaking her from her thoughts.

Dru shrugged. "I received a message earlier. I put two and two together. It equaled out to the Mayans."

Chibs nodded. "So, you decided to play mediator?"

"No mediating needed," she said shaking her head. "I know what Juice has done and I also know how the club handles such business. I'm not standing in the way of that."

"Aye, but why did you feel the need to come here?"

"I didn't want Juice to get spooked. I'm not a friendly face, but I figured it was friendly enough to keep him steady. He's a ticking time bomb, Chibs, and no one knows that better than you," Dru explained. "But what I'm worried about is what Alvarez is going to want in return."

"Did he say anything to you?"

"He doesn't have to. I know what Marcus is after, and you should too."

His brow furrowed. "The gun business?"

Dru nodded her head. "Think about it. Marcus was pissed when Jax handed it over to the blacks. The Mayans think that they should own the gun business if the Sons doesn't because they've earned it."

"The Mayans haven't earned shit," Chibs growled.

"I agree. Hell, just a few years ago the Sons and the Mayans were at war. However, if Jax was to find a way to hand it over to them it could work to your advantage."

"What possible advantage could there be, Dru?" he questioned.

"Well, the Mayans own the heroin trade. The Sons owe a debt to Tully for what happened when Eglee and Kane just happened upon that meeting. If Jax was to talk Marcus into giving Tully and his guys control of the heroin business over Stockton or even Oakland it would be a big win for you guys. Then both sides are satisfied."

Chibs smiled. "Has anyone ever told you that you are too smart for you own good?"

Dru chuckled. "I do believe I heard that from you and every other member growing up."

"Aye, and that fact has not changed."

About that time, she and Chibs saw Jax walking back with Alvarez. She wondered if the idea in her mind had transpired to Jax. If Jax was smart, and he was, then he would've offered the deal to Alvarez.

Jax approached her first. He softly kissed her on the forehead. "You okay?" She couldn't speak because her heart just melted, so she simply nodded her head. Jax turned to finally look at Juice. Dru saw the disdain he had for the other man. "Take that cut off him," he ordered.

Dru knew that Jax was more than just a hot bod. He was an intelligent little bastard too. Apparently they had been on the same brain wave whenever he sat down with Marcus earlier. But then again, Jax liked her for the same reasons. She came up with a way they could use Juice to their benefit. The only way it would work though is if they had facilitation, which Jax ended up getting back in Tully's good graces once he told the white supremacist of the deal that he had struck for the AB with the Mayans.

But what came next certainly didn't soothe Dru's nerves whatsoever.

Jax had told her that he had convinced Gemma to go give her statement to Jarry about what she seen the day of Tara's murder. Dru had immediately disagreed with the idea, but Jax had been adamant. This way the D.A. would have more to stick on Lin so he couldn't get out on bail.

Next thing Dru knew she had Gemma cornered in her office at TM.

"What the fuck, Aunt Gemma?!" Dru exclaimed.

"What are you talking about?" the Queen asked.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about! You can't go telling the Sanwa Sheriff's Department about what you saw since you didn't see the Chinese that day. The only thing you seen was your own reflection."

"I'd be careful about what I said, Dru, since you helped cover it up for me," Gemma smirked.

Rage lit inside her body. Dru stepped up on Gemma to where they were almost touching nose to nose. "And I'd be careful how you talked to me, Gemma, since you know what I'm adept at doing."

"You wouldn't dare," Gemma snarled.

"Oh, no?" Dru sneered. "Think about it, Gemma. All I would have to do is kill you and then tell Jax that I had found out that you were the one who murdered Tara. I'd be doing him a solid. On top of that, youreally were the one who murdered her!"

"You little bitch!"

Gemma reared her hand back to slap her, but Dru caught it before it made contact with her cheek. She shoved the older woman back until she was leaning over the desk behind her. Gemma whimpered in fear. Dru could only bask in the terror that she caused.

"I know you raised me after my mother abandoned me. God knows where I'd be if it wasn't for you. But let's get one thing straight—don't you ever lay a hand on me," Dru softly told her. "And another thing, you can't be going to the cops with that statement."

"But I already told Jax—"

"I don't give a shit what you told him," she cut in. "You can't tell them anything."

"He said my statement would guarantee that Lin didn't get out on bail," Gemma said.

"I'll handle that. I got enough power that I can call in a favor. But you…don't go down there and give them anything. Do you understand, Gemma?"

Gemma could only nod. She was too horrified to do anything else. She had just gotten the first taste of exactly what Drusilla Fallon was gifted at.

Dru met the guys outside after her talk with Gemma. Tyler had gotten word to Bobby about where DuLane was located at. There was only one thing left to do now, but she would have no part in it. To cover her own ass, even though she was more than willing to go Jax's way, she had to stay away from this mission. Besides, she couldn't keep August Marks waiting any longer.

"I'm going to keep my nose clean from this one if you don't mind," she told Jax.

Jax furrowed his brow. "Well, yeah, I told you if at any time this cluster fuck got to be too much for you that all you had to do was say the word."

Dru rolled her eyes. "It's not that. I've just got somewhere else I need to be. Not only can I not keep him waiting because I already have, but also because I can't be involved in something like what you have planned."

"And what do you think I have planned?" he asked.

She gave him that look. "Oh, so you don't plan on gunning down DuLane and his crew then hiding the bodies on one of August's sites? I don't have stupid written on my forehead, Jackson."

"No, you don't. But you could tell me who you're meeting."

"I'm meeting the man himself."

Jax's eyes widened. "You're meeting with August?"

Dru nodded. "He called me earlier today; said he wanted to speak with me."

"I don't want you meeting him," Jax told her.

"I can take care of myself if you haven't noticed. Also, it's better if I meet with him or he'll think something is up. This isn't my first meeting with him. Besides, I offered my services to him. That's probably what it's about."

He scoffed. "So, now you're gonna go kill someone for him?"

"I've never killed anyone for August," she assured him. "Now, intel, that's an entire different story,"

"Intel from the government? I mean, seeing as how you're all buddy-buddy with government agencies," he sarcastically remarked. "And don't think for a second that I've forgotten what you said earlier. We will be talking about that."

"Jax, I can only say so much about my work for the government."

"You're at least going to tell me why the U.S. Attorney General and the Secretary of Defense would risk everything to get you out of prison," Jax told her. "And that's not a deal breaker. You will be telling me."

Dru understood the fact that Jax was becoming frustrated beyond measure trying to wrap his brain around what she had done in the past to survive after she had escaped the IRA. Nevertheless, she couldn't reveal too much. If Jax knew everything it would put his life in danger. Only she and a few select others were allowed to keep breathing knowing the truth.

"I'll tell you what I can. That's all I can promise."

Jax stared at her for a moment before he gave her a single nod. "I guess I'll have to live with that." He brought her into his arms and gently laid a kiss on her lips. He savored it for as long as he could, but knew he was only delaying the inevitable. He reluctantly pulled away from her. "Go meet August. We'll catch up later."