Chibs awoke the next morning early just as the sun began to rise it leaking in through the soft gray curtains slowly lighting up their bedroom. He'd long ago trained himself to wake up before his alarm ever had a chance to go off. He seemed to awake early even on the mornings he didn't set his alarm now.
He let out a heavy sigh the scent of Molly's apple scented shampoo hitting his nose. She'd turned away from him in her sleep and her body was now nestled close against his her back to him. He tightened his grip on her his arms resting protective around her waist as he struggled to fall back to sleep.
After a few minutes of failing to fall back to sleep he managed to peer over her sleeping form and take in the bright red numbers on the alarm clock; six am. He let out a huff as he fell back against his pillows knowing that it was far too early to be awake especially after days of uneasy rest on a run.
He should be sleeping in and enjoying a lazy morning, but he found himself lying here far too awake his brain far too wired up to rest.
After talking to Bobby the night before Chibs was so worried for his Molly. He adored the woman and knowing that she was struggling through this all pained him.
He was drowning in guilt over not being there for his old lady and their boy when they'd needed him so badly.
Yes he had left Bobby there knowing that the man was gentle enough to provide Molly with the support she needed, but that wasn't enough. Chibs knew that she had needed him.
He only hoped that going to New Orleans for Christmas break would help Molly begin to heal. She needed to find someway to begin to move past this.
Chibs knew that if she didn't find a way to move forward with her life it would destroy her. And if she were to destroy herself Chibs knew that he would soon follow there after.
Chibs frowned staring back over to his old lady as Molly turned over onto her back and let out a soft whine a frown appearing on her face. She grimaced her whimpers growing louder as whatever nightmare she was locked in began to intensify.
Chibs felt his heart ache at the sight though this wasn't anything new. Molly had struggled with nightmares through out their relationship. It was just a side effect of years spent married to her abusive bastard of an ex husband.
Chibs reached out placing a gentle hand against her cheek in an attempt to soothe her. "It's okay lass. It's jus a dream. It's only a dream, jus relax."
His consoling did little to relieve her Molly's whimpers only growing more distressed.
Chibs wasn't shocked as Molly jerked out of his grasp her body shooting upright into a seating position as she finally awoke.
Molly gasped as she attempted to catch her breath and calm her rapid heart rate. Her wide eyes scanned the room as she became aware of her surroundings slowly becoming aware that she was in fact awake and safe in her bedroom.
She fell back against the pillows her breathing still so uneven. She reached up grasping onto the silver necklace she'd forgotten to take off before she went to bed. It was a tiny silver horseshoe hanging from a thin chain.
Her brother had given her the necklace as a little good luck charm when she had graduated from high school years ago. It was still a cherished piece of jewelry to Molly though the cheap metal had long ago began to oxidize and turn a little greenish.
She turned her head to face Chibs her voice sounding tiny and weak as she spoke. "Did I wake you?"
"Nah I was already up." Chibs assured her as he reached out running a hand through her hair frowning as he noticed just how clammy she'd become. She had broken out into an icy sweat.
They laid in silence for a long moment Molly struggling to regain control of her breathing and Chibs silently stroking her hair and her skin doing all he could to comfort her.
Chibs was the one to finally break the silence as he spoke up. "Bad dream?"
"Yeah." Molly replied her voice cracking as she thought back to that horrible nightmare. No dream had ever felt so real before and she'd had plenty of bad ones throughout the years.
She felt her eyes begin to water and she damned the stupid tears. She was so sick and tired of crying all the time.
Chibs wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her against him. He pressed soft kisses along her jawline to her lips as he spoke. "Talk to me lass. Let me help ya."
Molly did her best to blink back her tears as she spoke up recalling her dream. "The dream started out so nice. I was out in the backyard with Mason. He was playing on the swingset and laughing...Moose was out running around barking at him and they were having so much fun. The sun was shining and it was so gorgeous out. I was over by the wooden fence you had the prospects rebuild when we first moved in. I was working on that little patch of land we've been talking about me turning into a veggie garden this summer. I was digging around in the dirt and pulling weeds when...when this hand reached up and grabbed a hold of my wrist."
Molly paused letting out a shaky breath as she turned her eyes from Chibs. She felt so stupid talking about the dream out-loud. It sounded so dumb, but had scared her so much. "I got my wrist free and I was scrambling backwards on the ground... trying to get away...And another hand popped up and it began to dig free from the earth...And when it finally broke free from the garden it was Marcus Morris...He was pale and his lips were blue...there was..there was still a gunshot wound in his forehead where I shot him..his head was caved in. There were flies and maggots all around his mouth and his eyes...he was so...so horrible looking...like something that had walked out of a horror movie. He started to crawl towards me when he spoke...he told me that he already took our baby and now he was going to take our other baby...he was crawling towards Mason and I couldn't get up...I was stuck to the ground and all I could keep thinking was that I had to get to my baby before Marcus took him away too."
She paused again shaking her head as more tears fell. She spoke a frown on her face. "That's when I woke up...it's dumb I know...I mean it's really a stupid nightmare...but it just felt so real. It all felt so lifelike and It terrified me."
Chibs shook his head as he pressed another soft kiss to Molly's lips. "It's not stupid a thaisce. Yer a ma love. Of course anything threatin our baby would scare ya. Jus like anything threatin our kids would scare me. It's all jus parta being good parents ya know...bein afraid. Ya've been through so much Molly, we both have. Yer goin to have nightmares...it's a natural part of movin past it."
He placed a hand against her cheek stroking the skin as he spoke up again his voice weaker than he'd ever allow it to be in front of anyone else but Molly. "I never wanted this fer ya lass...killin Marcus Morris...I never wanted ya to know how it felt to kill. I'm so sorry Molly. I shoulda been there fer ya. I should have been there to protect ya from havin to do that."
Molly wrapped her arms around him embracing him needing his touch so badly. He ran the hand that had been pressed to her cheek through her long hair straightening out the bedhead and tangles.
She spoke up peering up at him. "I didn't have a choice...I mean I know I had no choice but to kill him. It was either me or him. I don't feel the way I think I should feel about it though."
"How do ya think ya should feel?" Chibs asked knowing that they needed to have this talk. Surely he knew more than anyone how it felt to take a life.
He had done that and more for both the IRA and the club. He knew what it felt like to kill.
Molly let out a heavy sigh as she spoke knowing that she needed this. She needed to pour out everything she'd been feeling these past few weeks to him. He loved her and he would understand. "I don't feel guilty...not really. Like I said I know that it was self defense. I keep having these nightmares about him though...I keep thinking back to that night...how he looked lying there bleeding out into that nasty motel carpet. It's just knowing... it's the knowledge that I took a life I mean...I keep thinking that no matter how bad of a person Marcus was...he was someones baby...and now his mom is probably wondering where he is...worrying. I keep thinking that if I were her...that it would kill me to lose my son... to never know the truth about what happened to him...it would destroy me if anyone killed Mason and I didn't even have a body to bury or a grave to put flowers on."
She paused a frown on her face as she admitted her darkest thought. "Sometimes I think that maybe God punished me for killing Marcus you know? I mean I lost my baby...I lost our baby. I loved and wanted that baby so badly. It was taken from me just like I took Marcus from his mom...It just makes knowing that I lost the baby worse...thinking I deserved it."
Chibs let out a shaky breath not expecting her pain to be this deep. Yes he'd known she would experience some guilt.
He had expected post traumatic stress disorder. Lord knows Molly already had some ptsd from being trapped in an abusive marriage for so long.
The trauma of taking a life could only add on to that ptsd.
He hadn't expected her to rationalize her guilt this way though; to think that her miscarriage had been some punishment for taking a life.
Chibs spoke up trying to make his voice firm without it sounding harsh. "Ya didn't deserve that lass...I don't know bout ya, but I don't think I believe in a God who would punish anyone that way...I don't think a good God would be so cruel. Ya don't deserve any punishment Molly. Marcus Morris was a sick bastard. He was jus as sick as Brian Parker."
Molly felt her stomach roll a chill running through her body at the mention of her ex husband's name.
Chibs spoke again as he pressed a soft kiss to Molly's lips. "Don't let yerself ever think ya could deserve that kinda pain a thaisce. Yer the sweetest most incredible woman I know. Ya never deserved any kinda pain."
He continued to hold her against him as he spoke up again needing to change the subject. "I love ya so damn much Molly. I missed ya like crazy all week long. I hate sleepin in bed without ya."
"I love you too...I missed you...both of us did. Mason asked me every morning when he woke up and every night when he went to bed when you were coming home. Bobby did good keeping him distracted though. Mason had fun helping Bobby out in the kitchen...Bobby taught him to make a grilled cheese. Bobby pushed Mason out on the swing for hours...even when his arms got tired." Molly explained a soft smile on her face as she recalled Mason's adventures in the kitchen and Bobby helping her keep the boy entertained and out of trouble.
Uncle Bobby was quickly becoming one of Mason's favorite people right under Chibs of course, Juice, and strangly enough Happy.
It was clear to Molly that these men Chibs shared a patch with where easily becoming an important fixture in Mason's life. It was something that both pleased and worried Molly.
She loved Chibs' brothers but a tiny part of her feared the life they represented. She had a feeling this little conflict within her would never disappear.
She knew that she would just have to learn to shove it away. If she wanted to keep her relationship with Chibs going strong then she would have to learn to push through these inner conflicts.
She paused giving him a weak half smile as she spoke up again. "Mason misses you so much when you're gone...He worries about you...asks all sorts of questions. I don't know how much longer the whole you being gone on an adventure lie will work."
"Aye I know lass. I hate knowin that he's goin to know the truth bout me one day." Chibs replied his throat tightening up at the thought of Mason knowing just who his beloved daddy chibs really was.
"I'm so sorry I had ta leave so soon after all that's happened...I didn't want ta go on that damn run. I shouldn't have gone." Chibs blurted out feeling the need to alleviate the guilt he felt over this all. He needed to let her know just how horrible he felt; just how much he had hated leaving her alone when she'd needed him the most.
Molly shrugged her shoulders pulling out of his grasp as she rolled over on to her back. "It's fine...I mean I know how it is...how it would be when we fell in love. The club comes first."
Chibs cringed at this reaction. He wouldn't claim to be a genius when it came to women but he knew that when the word fine was uttered from a woman's lips it actually meant I'm so far from fine.
He was unable to stop the guilt from washing over at him at her statement. The Club Comes First.
What kind of shitty fiancee was he? The Club Comes First.
Shouldn't Molly come first? She was the woman he loved; the woman who he wanted to build a life and a family with. She was the one he had killed to protect; the one he would kill for again and again as long as it meant keeping her safe.
Of course Chibs knew he had his loyalties to the club, to his brothers. He'd always been comfortable in that knowledge. He was a Son for life.
What was he to do if it came between his family within SAMCRO and his actual family though? How could he balance the two?
What would he do if there was no way of balancing it all? What would he choose?
If he was ever to walk away from SAMCRO what would he even do? Would he continue to be a mechanic? Would that be enough to take care of his family?
He had been an outlaw most of his life in one way or another. What else was there for him?
He knew deep down inside that he'd failed to balance these two parts of his world already; choosing to listen to Jax and go on that run up to Oregon when he should have been here. He had failed.
The Club Comes First. How could one little statement shatter Chibs' heart so easily?
He placed a hand on her cheek getting her to turn to face him as he spoke up needing to smooth this over so badly. "That's bullshite lass. Ya come first Molly. Ya and Mason an Kerrianne always."
Molly let out a sigh wanting to press the issue. She couldn't get these thought out of her head. It was as though her mind was a big twisted mess and the only way to truly sort it out was to speak her mind to Chibs.
She turned back to face him unable to stop herself from speaking. "I need to know that we'll be safe Filip."
"Of course ya will Molly. Ya know I'd never let anything happen to ya or Mason...I'm not goin to let anyone hurt my family ever again." Chibs replied his hand moving down to rest against the small of her back.
Molly frowned shaking her head as she clarified what she had meant. "That's not what I mean...I mean all of us. Our family Mason, me, Kerrianne, and you...I need to know that we're going to be safe."
She paused wanting to get this out in the open. She spoke again explaining herself farther. "I've just been thinking a lot...we've been through so much baby. It scares me to think that there could be more...if not from my life then from the club...I need to know that no matter what we're going to be safe."
"We are Molly. I promise ya." Chibs replied his heart twisting at her words. She had a point and he knew it.
His life was a dangerous one. Who was to say though that he could always guarantee that his life wouldn't hurt them somehow? Were his promises empty?
Molly spoke up needing so badly to make one thing very clear. "I lost my father Filip. I wasn't much older than Mason is now. I never want that pain for Mason. I loved my father so much and losing him hurt so terribly. When I look at Mason and you I see me and my dad...If Mason...if we ever lost you. It would break us Filip. I don't want Mason to live his life knowing that the dad he loved so much is gone. I don't want him to be like me...to spend his life wondering what if...walking around with this big hole inside of him knowing that his dad died way too soon."
She paused her eyes threatening to water again as she made her point. "I have to know that at the end of the day Mason and I are your first priority."
"You are lass. Of course ya are." Chibs stated his heart twisting so much that it felt as though it would eventually twist so tight that it would shatter.
He had never been so torn over anything. He knew he couldn't walk away from the club, but he also know he couldn't lose his family.
He'd already lost one family when Fiona and Kerrianne had been ripped from him. He couldn't lose another family.
Chibs took a deep breath clarity hitting him hard. He knew just what had to be said.
He pressed a kiss to her lips as he spoke up again knowing that he had to make it all clear to her; he had to make her understand just what Mason and she meant to him. "Ya remember that talk we had the night ya found out ya were pregnant...how I promised ya I'd do anything fer ya...that I'd give up anything fer ya. I meant it love. If it comes down to it I'm going to put ya and Mason first. Don't ever doubt my love fer our family Molly. Tell me what ya need from me."
Molly nodded her head relief flooding her body. She spoke up as she kissed his lips moving over to his cheeks wanting to kiss every inch of him. "I'm not asking you to leave the club...I know that it would kill you to leave...you love those men. They're your brothers and I wouldn't ask you to leave that...I just need to know that if it came down to it...that if it ever became all too much for us...if it was destroying us, that you would choose our family. I need to know that we have a way out, a way to survive...I know that sounds horrible. I know how loyal you are. I love how you're so willing to be there to support the ones you love. It's one of the things I love about you, but I have to know there's a way to stay alive for us."
Chibs nodded his head his lips brushing against hers. "There will be a thaisce. If it ever came down to it I'd always pick our family."
She nodded her head so thankful that this hadn't exploded on her. She knew how sensitive this issue was for him.
She knew though that their relationship could never survive unless she knew he would always be in her corner even when it came to SAMCRO.
Chibs allowed her to continue kissing him a sense of contentment overtaking him. He knew that she was right.
Mason and she had to be his number one priority, Kerrianne as well. They were his family at the end of the day. He would be lost and so empty without them.
Before Mason and Molly he would have never even once dreamed over walking away from SAMCRO.
After all it would have been perfectly easy for him to walk away from SAMCRO after he had been reunited with Fiona and Kerrianne.
It would have been easy for him to stay in Belfast with his then wife and his child. He had gone back to Charming though. He had chosen his loyalties to his brothers though knowing that Fiona and he wouldn't work together after being estranged for so long.
He knew that this situation was entirely different though. Molly was going to be his wife and Mason would legally be his son if the adoption plans were successful. Molly and he had dreams of having a family. They had dreams of having a future together full of years and years of happiness.
Chibs hoped that he would never have to do what they were discussing; that he would never have to leave the MC, leave the life.
He knew that Molly was right though. She needed to know that if it came down to it that he was in her corner.
After everything Molly had been through; the pain and the fear, she needed to know that her man had her back.
Chibs would expect that Molly would give him the same if he were ever to ask her. After all wasn't she already doing that; trusting him, trusting the clublife. She was stepping away from a chance of having a safe normal life. She was trusting her love for him. Surely he should trust his love for her as well if the time came for him to step away from this world.
Chibs knew that despite all these worries rolling around in his brain that he loved Molly. Being with her helped him pull his overworked brain away from worrying about the club.
He loved his old lady more than anything. He knew that most of the guys in the club would probably be quick to tell him that old ladies came and went.
He knew though that he couldn't buy into that logic with Molly. Molly wasn't going anywhere as long as he played his cards right.
He was so eternally grateful for all the things Molly had given him. She had given him so much; a little boy who adored him, a joyful loving home, a life away from all the pain, chaos, and violence that came with the MC.
She had given him the last thing he believed he would never be able experience again; the love of a family. With Molly and Mason Chibs finally felt as though he had the promise of having himself a loving family once again; just the four of them Molly, Mason, Kerrianne, and him.
Because of this Chibs loved Molly. He knew that he would do absolutely anything for her and their family. How could anything ever come before them?
They continued to kiss as Chibs rolled her over on to her back. He was suddenly overtaken with the need to make love to her; to show her just how dear she was to him.
He wanted so badly to remind Molly that despite the heartache they were both feeling, that it was possible to still feel good making love. He wanted to give his sweet thaisce that feeling of safety that she had always told him overtook her when they made love.
He moved over her his lips brushing along her jawline, her cheeks, her ears, as he moved downwards to her neck. He loved the feel of her soft skin against his chapped lips. He loved the way she would smile and arch against his touch. She was so damn sensitive and it never failed to turn him on immensely.
She gasped as he ground against her the feel of him clear through his boxers. He grunted his member slowly coming to life. He moaned knowing that she was wearing one of his favorite pairs of panties to see on her; a thin pink cotton little number that made her bottom look so incredible; so plump and so firm.
Chibs knew that he would always consider himself a breast man, but Molly's pale gorgeous bottom was enough to make him consider being an ass man.
He was tempted to roll her over just so he could give that perfect ass of hers a few smacks. He was so tempted to spank her until her bottom was just as rosy as her panties. He had to moan at the thought; spanking her as he reached down an played with her wet hot pussy. God she turned him on so much.
He held back though knowing that she needed him to be gentle with her right now. Spanking would have to wait for a different day.
He pressed several kisses to her neck so overtaken by just how much he adored the sweet woman below him. He was so taken with the notion that she wanted him; him the streetrat from Glasgow, the no good dirty biker.
He spoke in between each kiss his voice thick with passion. "Yer so gorgeous...my perfect love...My everything...God I love ya."
She giggled at the feel of his facial hair against her skin. She ran her hand through his hair messing his shaggy locks as he continued to nibble at her neck. "I love you too baby...my sweet perfect man."
She whined as he stopped grinding against her the wonderful friction they'd been building up coming to a sudden stop.
She was quickly distracted though as he moved down her body his hands pushing the tshirt she was wearing up and off her body allowing his lips to press against her skin.
He spoke his breath hot against the valley between her breasts. "I love it when ya wear my shirts."
She smiled up at him as his hands traced her skin. "I love wearing them. I found that shirt at the bottom of your dresser when I was doing laundry and I couldn't resist. I missed you...It smelled like you and it helped me sleep at night."
He grinned as she reached down running her hand along his face caressing him. He turned pressing a kiss to her wrist as he spoke up. "I missed ya too lass so much. If I'd known ya were wearing that I would've gotten here a whole lot sooner."
He pressed his lips back to her skin his lips grazing along that pale valley moving downwards avoiding her breasts for now. He wanted to kiss every inch of her before he gave into the pleasure of feeling her full breasts underneath his lips and his eager tongue.
He reached her stomach falling easily into a habit he'd developed of kissing her stomach lovingly his hands caressing it. He was stunned as Molly yanked away from him her body going rigid.
He pulled his lips back his stomach sinking as he spotted the look on Molly's face; there was a distinct pain in her eyes. Chibs cursed himself quickly realizing what he'd done wrong.
He'd so lovingly kissed her belly just as he'd kissed it when their baby still resided inside of it.
Molly was quick to speak up so embarrassed that she'd freaked out on him. She'd killed the mood without even having to say a word. "I'm sorry. It's just you kissing me there...I'm still just...I feel so empty when I think about...that part of my body and.."
Chibs moved back up her body his arms wrapping around he waist as he interrupted her. "It's okay Molly. Don't be sorry love."
Molly shook her head rolling her eyes a bit. "I shouldn't panic when you kiss my stomach. I'm such an idiot."
"Yer jus healin lass..yer grievin. We both are." Chibs replied as he moved off of her settling down close beside her instead.
Molly turned to face him her lips falling into a grimace. "You aren't upset with me...I mean we haven't had sex since...before this all happened."
He pressed a kiss to her nose moving down to her lips as he spoke soothing her worries. "Of course I'm not upset lass. We'll figure it out."
She nodded her head relieved to know that she hadn't created any tension between them with their earlier conversation and this little freakout of hers.
She gave him a smile as she spoke trying to lighten the mood. "How'd I get such a sweet guy?"
"That's my line lass...well the sweet part." He remarked chuckling at her statement as he reached down pulling the comforter back over them making the space around them so warm and cozy.
He pressed kisses along her temple doing his best to capture that lazy morning he'd wanted so badly.
She let out a soft giggle all the tension fading from her body as he kissed her. She curled up close to him her hand tracing the five dollar bill tattoo at the center of his chest as she spoke. "We'll be okay right?"
"Aye We'll be okay." Chibs replied hoping he was right.
They had to find a way to make it through this. After all they had been through they deserved to be happy.
Chibs pulled his bike into the parking lot in front of TM Auto and the clubhouse. His mind was chalk full of worries especially after Molly's and his conversation this morning.
Though it had been a complicated subject he was relieved to know that this was all out in the open, that they had an understanding.
He knew that for their relationship to last they needed communication. They needed to be able to talk about their fears and worries no matter how uncomfortable the conversation would be.
Chibs knew that without communication he would lose Molly. She had to know that she could open up to him.
Molly had to know that she could express her worries to him without fearing that it would anger him.
He knew that Molly had never really had that before; a relationship where communicating and working together was possible. Brian had never given Molly the chance to be open with him. Any time she'd expressed something that was upsetting her with Brian it would be rewarded by a slap or a punch or just some cruel words.
Chibs knew that it was so important for Molly to realize that it would never be that way with him. He would always do his best to listen to her and try to understand even if he found her concerns to be a bit painful or upsetting to him.
Chibs hated to admit that he was always so afraid of somehow fucking up and losing Molly. He knew how wonderful she really was; how smart, how sweet, and how beautiful.
Any man would be lucky to have her. Chibs knew that Molly could probably do a hell of a lot better than him.
Molly could very easily find a nice normal guy who worked an average nine to five job and coached little league on the weekends. She had chosen him though. She had given him her love and Chibs never wanted her to regret this choice.
He hoped that getting away from all this chaos for a while would do Molly and he some good.
They needed to go somewhere to heal; somewhere to find themselves amongst all the heartache they both felt.
Chibs made his way over to the bar taking a quick shot of tequila the burn of the liquor feeling good given his current mood.
He shifted his eyes around the clubhouse not surprised to see that it was practically vacant at this hour of the morning.
It was just the environment he'd been hoping for. He had skipped out on breakfast this morning after promising Mason that he would be back in time for lunch where they would have the french toast he'd promised then.
Chibs wanted to get to Jax early; to try his best to explain why he needed two weeks away at the end of the month.
Chibs knew Jax always came to the clubhouse early on Thursday. The man always showed up and went straight to the chapel to get everything he would need for tomorrows chapel meeting, together
Chibs knew he needed to speak with Jax alone; to appeal for this trip to Louisiana.
Jax would have to understand Chibs told himself. Jax would have to see that Chibs and Molly needed this trip so badly.
Chibs went over just what he was going to say in his head one final time before he made his way over to the chapel doors.
Jax didn't speak until Chibs had entered the chapel and had taken a seat at his usual spot around the table. "Everything alright brother? I didn't expect to see you up here this early."
"Aye...I need to have a word with ya." Chibs replied deciding to just jump straight into what he wanted.
"Everything okay? How's Molly and Mason?" Jax asked spotting the worry behind Chibs' eyes. Jax knew there were only three things in Chibs' life that could make him look that downtrodden; Molly, Mason, or Kerrianne.
Chibs let out a heavy sigh reaching up to ran a hand through his hair as he spoke up. "She's a mess Jackie...She falls apart at the slightest upset. Bobby said the entire time I was up in Oregon Molly wouldn't let Mason out of her sight. It's like she's afraid of losin him too."
He paused his throat growing tight at the next part of his statement. "She's strugglin through what happened with Marcus Morris...The guilt is eatin her alive. She thinks she miscarried because God is punishin her for killin Marcus."
"Shit. I'm sorry brother." Jax replied reaching out to give Chibs a pat on the shoulder.
Chibs let out a heavy sigh shaking his head as he spoke up letting all his worries out. "I don't know what to do fer her Jax. She's my world and it's killin me seein her like this...If she aint havin nightmares she's crying and it's killin her. She's in so much pain...She can't even walk into the nursery Jax. It's like she knows seein that empty nursery would destroy her."
Chibs frowned his heart aching as he moved on to what he needed so badly. "I wanta take her back to New Orleans fer Christmas...back to her hometown. She needs to find some closure Jackie. She has ta find a way to move forward...we both do. I need to heal too...I wouldn't ask if I didn't have any other way to fix her...to fix us."
"Ya sure that's safe brother? Going back to Parker's hometown?" Jax asked automatically worrying that Chibs and Molly might have some sort of run-in with Brian Parker's father. After all wasn't Molly just as worried about Joseph Parker as she had been about Brian Parker.
"I'm goin to have to be willin to take that risk. I have to do somethin fer us to grieve and this is all I can think of. It'll be good fer Molly and Mason. And what's good fer them is good fer me. If I have any trouble with the Parker family I'll give ya a call." Chibs reassured Jax knowing that he had already considered Molly's ex in-laws.
Chibs knew of course that Jax had a point. The Parker family would be none the pleased to see Molly, Mason, and he back in her hometown especially now with Brian's sudden disappearance.
He knew though that this trip was necessary to Molly's recovery. He refused to allow Molly's asshole ex in laws to scare her away from her hometown.
"How much time will you need?" Jax asked anxious about having one of his most valuable brothers out of reach.
"Jus two or three weeks at the most. We're goin to drive there that way I can keep my gun and my knives on me. We'll be back after Christmas." Chibs explained knowing that he had already planned out the trip in his head.
It would take a couple of days for them to drive from Charming to New Orleans of course that wasn't counting the time that would be taken out for sleeping and eating. And of course traveling with a six year old would be unpredictable. It would be over two thousand miles of traveling, but Chibs knew he'd traveled farther. That had always been on his bike though.
Chibs knew that he needed to take out three weeks at the most just so they wouldn't have to rush through the road trip and their visit.
He wanted Molly and Mason to enjoy themselves as much as possible.
"Alright man...I'm sending Juice with you though. I want someone watching your back brother...besides I know ya need to keep an eye on Juice given his status in the club right now. Juice is perfect to go. He doesn't ever go anywhere for the holidays. He would be okay with going with you. I just want someone close by in case things go bad with the Parkers." Jax replied.
Chibs twisted his lips wanting to argue with this order. After all who was Jax to say who Chibs should take along on what was to be a family vacation?
Chibs knew Jax had a point about both things though. He needed someone to watch his back just in case the Parker family did something stupid.
And Juice was on thin ice with the club at the moment; given his past actions of stealing that cocaine and blaming it on Miles. Juice had ratted out the club to Roosevelt. Though they hadn't excommunicated Juice for this action things were still tense between he and the club.
Chibs let out a heavy sigh knowing that he really didn't have much of an argument to contend the matter. It would be nice to have a brother close by in case anything went to shit, even if things with that brother were a bit tense.
Chibs frowned realizing this would have to just be part of the balancing act he was trying to figure out with the club and his family.
This change of plans would have to work.
He just hoped he could explain it to Molly.
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