I know it's been awhile since I've updated. I've been enjoying the holidays. I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. Mine was amazing. Also, I've been watching SOA to figure out where I'm taking my story. I had to let the season get ahead of me a little bit. There's some interesting things happening on there. Twists and turns. Epic and tragic scenes. I can't wait to fit Miss Drusilla Fallon in there.

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Fallon: End of an Era

Jax's heart froze. "What do you mean you chose a side?" he questioned.

"I made a phone call earlier. I chose a side," she softly answered.

Rage lit up Jax's eyes. "No!" he screamed.

"I had to!" Dru exclaimed. "It's the only way you're gonna survive this!"

"I don't care if I die!"

"I do!" she yelled. "I do care! I would rather it be me than you! You still have two boys you have to raise! I have nothing!"

"You've got me!" he roared. "Isn't that enough?"

Her eyes relaxed. "It's always been enough. But Abel and Thomas are more important than me. They need their father more than you need me."

Jax pointed at Dru. "I told you not to do this and you went behind my back."

"And I've been telling you that this is the only way. With my skills and my connections I can help you get out of this."

"It's too late."

"Not for Bobby," Dru said. "Besides, I can't go back. August has probably already heard of my decision. Undoubtedly he's got Moses on red alert."

Jax shook his head in denial. "I can't let you do this."

"It's already done, Jackson. I knew it would come to this and I know the consequences. Everything will be fine."

"There's nowhere you can hide, Dru. Not now."

She heard the truth in his words. She knew. "And I accept that. I don't wanna hide. And I'm not staying here. I'll be going with you at 4pm whether you like it or not."

Jax couldn't believe what Dru had done. Especially after he told her not to. Didn't she know that the only things that mattered to him were his sons and her? He understood why she had done it. She would sacrifice herself than his knowing he needed to go home to his boys. Obviously she didn't realize that he didn't have a home or a life unless she was in it. But he couldn't stop her. She'd go. She was right. She'd be going whether he liked it or not.

Dru rode up onto the meet following Tig on her Ducati. There August stood with his militia of Moses and the rest of his Special Ops team. She was confident when she knew she could best them. She'd had better training than them, although it had been hard to come by.

"How about just you and me?" Jax suggested. "No weapons. No army."

Dru looked at Jax. What was he doing? Didn't he know August better than that by now? He wasn't meant to be trusted after he'd been double-crossed.

"Fair enough. There are some things we trade. Everybody else drives away."

Jax nodded at Quinn to drive the van up. Dru took the chance to whisper to Jax about the possibility of August deceiving him.

"I don't have a choice. I'm not putting the rest of the guys, or you, at risk," Jax told her.

Dru shook her head. She didn't have to put her faith in him. There was no reason for her to. She'd always liked August as long as it wasn't in a business setting. In that domain he was relentless. Ruthless.

"I do have one request though," August announced.

"And what's that?" Jax questioned.

"I insist that Dru stays here with us while we make the exchange. I think she needs to see us being civilized men." August paused. "Besides, since she's in attendance it looks like she's made her choice."

Jax looked at Dru. He immediately became worried for her safety. Why was August so hell bent on Dru staying here? He wanted her as far away from this as he could get her. He hadn't asked her to take a side. Jax had wanted her to remain neutral. Now her life was in danger. Dru's life had been in enough danger in the past. He couldn't take it if he was the cause of her getting hurt…or worse.

"And what if I insist she doesn't stay here?" Jax asked.

"Then you will pay the consequences," August answered. "And you don't want that, Jackson."

Dru glanced at Jax and shook her head. She couldn't have Jax ruining things in getting Bobby back. Right now, her life was not at stake. She had already made sure of that.

"I don't like this, Jackie," Chibs commented.

"Just make sure he's not packing," Jax told him.

Grant came up to stand beside Jax and Dru as Tig and Happy got the body out of the van. Dru watched as two of August's guys got Bobby out of the Lincoln. He was struggling to walk. Apparently they had just beaten the hell out of him, along with his missing eye and fingers.

"Jesus Christ," Jax muttered.

"You're an asshole, August," she told him. "And Moses, you're just a cruel son of a bitch."

"What are you gonna do about it, sweetheart?" Moses smirked.

"I'll have your life in my hands eventually."

Moses chuckled. "Keep dreaming."

"I don't have to dream. I'll make it come true," Dru said.

Moses and Chibs went to their respectful places to make sure that August and Jax didn't have weapons on them. After Moses was done with Jax, he walked over to stand in front of Dru. "I gotta check you now, sweetheart."

"You're out of your mind if you think I'm gonna allow you to touch me," Dru told him.

"These are the rules, Miss Fallon. You have to abide by them."

He went to start patting her down, but she quickly unsheathed a knife and held it to his throat. Dru made sure to dig it in a little so that it nicked him. She liked the sight of his blood. But Moses apparently didn't like the fact that he was just outdone by a woman. He had a look of hatred in his eyes.

"I told you not to touch me," she said.

"Hand over the knife, Drusilla," August ordered.

"I'm not giving my favorite knife to the douchebag here. I'll give it to Happy for safe keeping."

"Is that the only thing you have on you?" he asked.

Dru rolled her eyes. She walked over to Happy and handed her knife over. She then took a small pistol from her ankle. Then she took a bigger pistol from behind her back. Next came some very sharp utensils from the jacket she wore. Happy's eyes got as big as saucers along with everyone else's. None of them realized that she had packed that much ammunition on her. It got even more interesting when she handed over three extra magazines for the guns.

"You were prepared, weren't you?" Moses questioned.

"Always am, douchebag," she smirked.

"Not anymore, sweetheart. Your shit was just taken."

"Not for long." She nodded at Happy who grinned.

"Why were you packing that much?" Jax whispered.

"You never know when you might need it," Dru replied with a wink.

Jax's brow furrowed in confusion as Chibs gave the order to the rest of the Sons to disappear. Moses did the same for August's guys. The only people who were left was August, Grant, Jax, Dru, the pastor's dead body, and Bobby who was kneeling. Dru immediately got a bad feeling for what was about to take place. She always trusted her gut instincts. They never steered her wrong.

Jax went over to the dead body and unzipped the sleeping bag they had put him in. He proceeded to show August the video of the pastor committing deviant acts with underage boys. Dru froze when August went to look over the body. He couldn't find out the truth about the parts that were missing.

"Okay," August nodded.

She breathed a sigh of relief as he went over to Bobby and helped him up. August walked him over to Jax. Dru noticed that Bobby was trying to relay some sort of information to them through the bandana that he had in his mouth. August pushed him onto Jax and before they knew it, he had a gun pointed at them.

"You're a lying piece of shit," Jax told him.

August kept the gun trained on Jax and Dru. He began pointing at Grant. "If you or your mother gets the idea to betray me," he began, "this is what happens." August quickly moved the gun onto Bobby and shot him in the head. Jax screamed, "No," while catching his body before it fell onto the ground. Jax let him down easy.

Dru was stunned. What a piece of work is man.

"This is on you, Jackson. Your betrayal. Don't ever lie to me again."

Dru watched August step away with the gun trained on her now. Jax was no longer a threat since he was grieving over Bobby's body. She was the dangerous one now. What August didn't know was that she had always been the more dangerous one. As August got his phone out, she unhooked a special compartment in her jacket. The next thing August knew, he had a knife stuck in his hand. The gun he'd been holding dropped. And then he found a knife sticking out of his thigh.

While August had fallen to the ground, Dru walked over to hover above him. She sneered at him as if he was the lowest piece of scum on the face of the Earth. After killing Bobby the way he did, Dru believed he was.

"It doesn't feel too good, does it—being outdone? You thought you had everything figured out today. You should've known I would have an ace in the hole. I don't go anywhere without one."

Dru looked down at her handy work. The one that had stuck into his hand had been a perfect shot. It had entered right into the palm of his hand. He was struggling to get it out. The one in his thigh on the other hand had already been pulled out. He was bleeding like a stuck pig.

"You know what you've done. You will pay for this, Drusilla," he warned her.

She nodded. "In due time. But not today. I know I can't kill you. But I can make your life a living hell, August. You just made the biggest mistake of your life by killing Bobby."

"Jackson had it coming!" he yelled huffing and puffing trying to ignore the pain he was in.

"And you had this coming," she told him. "Looking at your hand, you're probably going to lose all sensation and movement in it. I'm quite nifty at throwing knives. I usually hit what I'm aiming at. This was no different. Now, you're gonna have to wait for your guys to come get you. I can't have Moses and his lackeys retaliating for me stabbing the boss," Dru chuckled. "You're gonna lay here while we load up and then you are welcome to call the douchebag. Do you understand me, August?"

"You don't know what you've done," August growled as he watched Dru linger over his vulnerable body. He had no way of protecting himself against her if she chose to finish the job. He had never been afraid before. He'd always been the one to be feared. But there was something about the cold and detached look in Dru's eyes that made August think twice about being frightened of her. He had heard the stories about Drusilla Fallon. He'd heard of her talents. They were practically fairytales of a boogeyman. However, looking at her now, perhaps the boogeyman did exist.

"I know exactly what I've done, August. I chose a side. I chose the side that I've been loyal to since I was a little girl. There's no shame in that. I will protect my own. Not even you, who has a lot of power and connections, will make my people go extinct. The legend of SAMCRO will live on. And if that means that I have to die for it, then so be it. I know who will be hunting me now. But they will have a hell of a fight on their hands before they catch me."