CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

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Jax is still chuckling when the Sons all gather at the door and the curious look from Opie just results in more laughter. I shake my head "Jax is just having a bit of a moment, I reminded him of the bike envy that my dear cousin suffers."

Opie's laugh is so loud that almost all the heads swivel in our direction, but neither of the men standing by me are able to explain so I throw my hands up in the air and turn away from them. Donna's standing by the office while Gemma talks and I head in that direction, hearing the tail end of Donna's orders.

I slide my arm through Donna's and smile brightly at Gemma "Hey Gem, are we using your car?"

Gemma grins "I guess you have to. I'll get keys and cash. Clay wants everyone here at 7 so you better be back and presentable by then."

Gemma vanishes for a couple of minutes while Donna fills me in on what we have to do, booze and meat orders to collect from Stockton which will be at least a 2 hour round trip I make a quick call to Al to ask if she wants to come, but the half word answer I get lets me know she's drawing so I remind her she needs to be at the clubhouse at 7 and hang up.

Crossing the lot I slide my arms around Jax's waist and lean onto the image of the reaper across his back. His hand comes up and rests on top of mine while he keeps talking to Tig and Bobby, the conversation about what Miles had done in the single night we were gone. Tig is barely able to keep a straight face when trying to describe the poor prospects face when he realised he'd be the poor sap that had to unblock the toilet every time with Kip fully patched, over the single night it had blocked four times.

I shake my head and glance over at the blonde prospect where he's running around fetching beers for all the Sons. "Jax, baby, Donna and I are going to get the stuff Gem ordered, and our little gift. We'll be back at 7, I'm going to stop and get Al on the way cause otherwise she'll flake and not show up."

Jax turns around and automatically reaches for his wallet "You need any cash?"

I giggle and shake my head "Gem's gettting me the money for the booze and meat, and anything else we need well I have plastic for that."

I hop up onto my tiptoes and give him a kiss on the cheek "I'll see you in a few hours. Love you."

I drop back on to my heels and start to turn away when Jax's hand clamps around my forearm and he pulls me back around "That wasn't seriously your goodbye was it Darlin'?"

I nod and blink innocently, biting the inside of my cheek to not giggle at the disappointed look on his face. Jax growls somewhere deep in his throat and slides his hand up my arm, wrapping his fingers around the back of my neck I'm pulled forwards as he leans down and presses his lips hard to mine for several seconds before releasing me and stepping backwards "That was better, but I think we need to work on the goodbyes."

I shake my head and slide my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek to his chest "No, we've done enough of them."

I feel Jax's head moving as he nods "I know babe, but you do have to go if you're going to come back."

Chibs chuckles as he arrives in time to hear the last comment. "Aww, Jackie, you're getting so sweet in your old age."

I poke my tongue out at him and turn around leaving before I make a comment about some scotch he just won't get. As I reach Donna she starts laughing and I turn around, Jax has somehow ended up with Chibs in a headlock and is in the process of ruffling the older man's hair while laughing.

Donna raises an eyebrow when I shake my head at the pair and turn back around heading towards Gemma's Escalade "Men. Regardless of leather, tattoos and motorbikes they still act like children!"

Donna laughs and shakes her head as we get in the car "What do you want to do first; it'll be about 2 hours to get stuff and get back again."

"I want to pick up Al on the way back otherwise she'll completely flake. She was drawing; I could hear it in the very distracted tone she used on the phone. If we don't get her she won't remember and Juice'll get mad and find someone to entertain him which would be bad."

Donna giggles at the choice of words, the rhyming almost making me laugh as well, but I keep talking, trying to ignore the giggle. "If we leave Charming about 4 we should be at the butcher just before he closes at 5 and then back just after 6. That'll give us an hour to deliver stuff here, go get Al, shower and dress to be back by 7 as requested by Clay."

Donna laughs again as I finally start the engine "It wasn't a request, Clay ordered us to be there. You and I both know you wouldn't go against Clay."

I shake my head "I would try not to, but after the bullshit he pulled with me and Jax he knows he's gotta tread carefully."

I pull out of the drive and Donna looks over curiously "Where are we going?"

I smile brightly "Well, it's still early enough that we can go spend an hour at the hospital, then we can go do some shopping for tonight before food and booze collection. If you don't wanna just let me know and we'll find something else."

Donna shakes her head "No, that's perfect. Just as long as there's food in there somewhere."

I laugh and nod "The cafeteria at the hospital is pretty okay, or if you want we can get something from Lumpy's on the way."

I lift my foot of the accelerator while Donna thinks for a second but she shakes her head "Cafeteria is fine."

I turn the car around a corner and head towards the hospital, my mood brightening with each mile that passes bringing me closer to Abel. The drive passes in silence till I'm parking the car and a sudden thought grabs me "When was the last time you saw him?"

"Hmm?" Donna turns from where she was looking out the window "Oh, umm just after he was born."

We get out of the car and head straight for the cafeteria, both of us pretty much inhale our sandwiches and the black liquid that the hospital passes off as coffee grimacing at the bitter liquid before I shove my cup away and scowl at it "That is revolting."

Donna giggles and nods, pushing her water towards me "It helps get rid of the taste, I think."

I swallow a few mouthfuls and shake my head "Doesn't help at all you lying bitch."

Donna laughs and rubs her hand across her face, peeking through her fingers at me, "No it doesn't. Makes it worse?"

I nod and pick the last bit of pickle off my plate dropping it on my tongue and holding it there to try and kill some of the awful taste of burnt coffee.

"Right, enough of this." I get to my feet and tap my toes while Donna pushes her chair back slowly and piles everything onto the tray, dropping it at the bins as we walk towards the door.