Just another reminder; this is a repost -update will be very sporadic at the moment as I've just brought a house and moved, plus Christmas, my birthday, my wedding anniversary and my daughters 21st are all coming up in the next 6 weeks.

CHAPTER FORTY

With nothing to get up for in the morning neither Jax nor I bother to set an alarm but we're both awake and out of bed by 9am. The desire to see Abel waking me, and Jax's stomach waking him.

Jax showers while I spend the time doing some mind numbingly boring house work. By the time he gets out of the shower I've done most of what I wanted to get done, only the floors need any attention, and the washing machine which is full and just waiting to be set going.

I pass Jax in the hall, telling him I'll get breakfast started when I'm done in the shower. He nods, pulling out clothes as I step into the bathroom and turn the shower back on and looping my braid onto the back of my head before I get under the spray.

The coffee is made when I get out, the smell drifting through the house making me dry and dress hurriedly, the smell of freshly brewed coffee making my mouth water.

Jax hands me a cup as I step through the door, the frying pan, bacon and eggs on the bench and the table already set. I raise an eyebrow at him and he shrugs "Thought I'd help, the sooner we eat the sooner we can go."

I grin and slap the bacon onto a pan under the grill before I start cracking eggs, the simple actions of making breakfast relaxing me before the start of what is possibly going to be a busy day. Jax sits down at the dining table and drinks his coffee slowly, the smoke from his morning cigarette trailing up and out the window. I frown for a second "When Abel comes home you know you'll have to take that outside aye?"

Jax cocks his head and looks confused, my finger aimed at the cigarette burning between his fingers brings a light to his eyes and he nods "Yeah, there will be no smoking in the house when Abel's home."

I smile as I turn back to the breakfast preparations, heating the pan and making scrambled eggs takes less than 2 minutes, by the time the eggs are done the bacon is crispy. Sliding everything onto one plate I carry it to the table and plop down on Jax's knee, filling the fork with eggs and bacon and holding it to his lips.

"Are you going to feed me? Seriously?" Jax asks, his eyes sparkling with humour.

I nod "Yep I am. So eat up, the sooner you're fed the sooner we can go." Jax's lips wrap round the fork and I pull it out of his mouth, scooping up more food and popping it into my own while he chews.

Between feeding Jax and myself the plate is empty fairly quickly, the last bit of egg scooped onto a tiny piece of bacon is dropped in my mouth as I stand up to rinse the dishes. "Be ready in about 10 minutes." I tell Jax as I set the dishes in the dishwasher and start it going before heading into the tiny laundry and starting the washing machine as well.

I hurry through the rest of the things to do, brushing my teeth is the last thing I do before coming back to the living room, standing in the doorway and telling Jax I'm ready. He sighs and jumps to his feet "That was 11 minutes."

I laugh "So I was wrong. Sue me."

Jax chuckles and slaps my ass "Nah, I'll love you instead."

I spin around and wrap my arms around his neck "Glad to hear it. Cause I love you to." I press my lips to his, the smoky minty taste in his mouth intoxicating me the second my tongue brushes over his.

I pull back with a muffled gasp "No. Abel! Must go to hospital, must not drag you back to bed and have my way with you."

Jax's eyebrows wiggle as he smirks "We can do both. Abel now, wicked way later."

I nod and pluck my helmet from his hand, opening the door and stepping through it as he pulls his keys from his pocket.

The house is locked and we're on the bike a few minutes later, a rapid stop by my house to check Gary's progress shows that not much has been done. Gary is apologetic but my shrug and waved had have the explanations dying before he can start "Not worried. Do it right, instead of quickly and I'll be happy."

Gary relaxes and nods as he and Jax shake hands I muse quietly to myself how odd it is that even though I'm the one that organised everything Jax seems to be taking over. One part of me grins at the thought that he's so ready to handle shit for me, the other, albeit tiny, part cringes slightly that he may try and take way my freedom. A lightening decision darts through my head and I decide to find out if I'm still an equal party or if I'm going to be walked over again.

"Hey Gary, I have a question." I say, deliberately wrapping my arm through Jax's and leaning against him as I speak.

"Sure, what's that?" Gary says, his attention fixing on me.

"If I want the garage hooked into the sound as well, can you do that? Same set up as inside, with the hidden speakers and connection to main sound system." I run a hand over Jax's arm as I'm speaking.

Gary's eyes don't even flicker away from mine for a second before he nods "Yep, sure can. How many speakers? Four should be good in that space. One in each corner aimed towards the centre of the area."

I nod "Can it be done while you're still here?"

Gary nods again and I feel Jax tense for a second as I hear a bike pull into the driveway he relaxes when he spots Opie's huge frame. "Sweet thanks. Oh, better find out from Jax if he only wants four, after all the garage will be his."

I smile at Jax's stunned look. "What?" I say, "The garage will be yours; I'm only going to use it to park the car."

Jax looks to Gary, shakes his head in disbelief for a second "Yeah, four would be good. Can we get some sort of isolation put in there too though so if we want it off the main system we can?"

Gary and Jax talk for a second as Opie strides over and my heart leaps with gratitude that Jax didn't try and interrupt, and happy beyond words that he didn't contradict me, or question my sudden change of heart, we'd talked before about wiring the garage in but never made a decision, his opinion was that he didn't want it done if it was going to cost too much. The lack of questioning about funds is the final piece of weight lifted off my shoulders.

They finish their conversation with a quick glance through the electronics book that's carried in the van, Jax chooses some very unusual speakers, but the tool box design will look amazing suspended from the corners of the garage.

Opie chuckles as he listens to Jax and Gary, leaning down towards me "Couple of interior designers over there?"

I laugh and shake my head "Nope, couple of guys having fun spending money on electronic shit that goes way over my head."

Opie wraps an arm around my shoulders, the weight making the tips of my boots sink into the muddy ground as we wait "What's up?" I ask, finally realising that he should be either at the garage or with his kids.

"Gotta get the stuff packed up for Fresno, need Jax for an hour or so." Opie sounds apologetic as he speaks and I shrug, my shoulders barely moving under the arm still draped across my shoulder blades.

"That's okay, it's only 11 now, you have him till 12, I get him till 1 then we'll go after that?" I say, glancing at my watch. "If he can drop me at the garage before you guys go to Bluebird then Gem and I can go to the hospital till he's done with you, he can come there to get me and spend time with Abel before we go."

"Sounds like a good plan there Darlin'. I'll take you to Ma now." Jax flicks Opie's arm off my neck and shakes his head "Mine."

Opie laughs and picks me up in a bear hug, spinning me around before setting me down "Damn straight she's yours. No one else would be able to handle her."

I slap Opie on the chest, "Come on cavemen, lets get this shit done."