CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile. Reposted the pictures that inspired the ink I thought up.

Even with several breaks and a lot of laughs it feels like I've been drug through a pile of broken glass when Happy leans back and announces he's finished. The size of my tattoo and the detail in Jax's had them both taking almost the same amount of time, only the chain and dog tags being left on mine when Jax's was finished. Jax came and showed me the finished design on his arm the second Al said he could move and I'm stunned speechless at the words that she's put across the bottom of the image.

A banner flutters under the replication of my upper body, the way my hairs curled around it makes it look like the lettering could be made up of multiple strands of my hair the swirling letters making up 'Till The World Ends'. Jax smiles at me and leans down, pressing a kiss to my creased forehead "You said that's how long you'll love me. Well I want the world to know that."

It's another hour of the buzzing sound and Happy sits back announcing that he's done.

I sit up slowly, my hand in Jax's as he helps me move I attempt to smile but I know it's a mixture of a smile and a wince, the area across the centre of my throat, right over my collarbones the most painful of the whole freshly inked area. Jax leads me into the bathroom, his arm's already been washed and covered and while Al gave him her spiel I mouthed it silently making Happy's shoulders shake in laughter.

Pushing me so I'm in front of the mirror Jax stands behind me and carefully sets his hands on my back, his fingertips sitting on the top of my shoulders "It's official, you belong to me."

I shake my head, marvelling at the detail Happy's incorporated, it almost looks like a gust of wind has just come up and ruffled the Crows feathers, they're wispy at the very edges like they're in motion. The chain that now traces down between my breasts and ends on my ribs leads to the tag done in silver with bold black lettering of Abel's name and the date of his birth.

I lean back onto Jax front for a second "If you want to be technical, I belong to you and Abel."

Jax smiles as kisses the side of my head "Me first."

I nod and push myself off his chest, his shirt sticking to my back slightly; lying on the leather for hours has made my back sticky "Who's helping me wash this?"

Al appears at the door "I am. Hap didn't want to lose an arm if he brushed something he wasn't meant to."

I laugh "Jax is well aware that any boob touches over the past 6 hours have been accidental and that Happy was so immersed in ink that he wouldn't have noticed. But that might be an idea."

Al sets the collection of things she'd brought in with her on the bench, carefully wiping the entire surface down with a damp kitchen towel she winces when she rubs over it to dry it off before picking up the Vaseline and covering the whole thing in a thin layer. Adding cling film she waves her hand as she tapes the corners "Not telling you aftercare, you heard me tell Jax. Hap said he'd go with my healing routine for you cause you're used to it. And I saw you mouthing it to Happy so I know I don't need to say it all again."

I nod and go back into the main room, Al helps me pull my singlet over my shoulders carefully setting it down my sides "There are replacement sticky things for your boob covers if you have to go out, cause you know you're not going to be wearing a bra for at least a week, and we all know Jax will overreact."

I nod "He would."

"Hey! I'm right here." Jax is standing by the door watching as Happy bins the ink we didn't use and starts cleaning everything down.

I roll my eyes "Yes, and you would overreact."

"Nah, you're just not leaving the house once we get home. Not for a week. That way you can stay home topless all week." Jax winks at me as he pulls the door open and steps out of it.

"Not happening Jax. We have a trip to San Francisco on Wednesday, and a new house to finish decorating and to furnish. Not to mention a baby to see in the hospital, a business that I'm buying, a house to sell, another building to find out about, more ink to be done, Abel out of the incubator." I'm following Jax down the hall towards the main door of the clubhouse when he suddenly turns around and plants his hands on either side of my face, his thumbs pressing on my lips.

"Stop talking. I know we have a whole lot of stuff to do, it's not going to be less or more by you standing there listing them all." Jax leans down and kisses me lightly, his lips barely brushing mine.

When he slowly pulls back after several seconds we both become aware of the gathered people at the bar behind me. Surprisingly Clay is the first one to step away from the bar, a pair of shot glasses in one hand which he hands to Jax and I. "Guess it's all official now?"

I pour the liquid in the shot glass into my mouth, swallowing quickly before nodding "You knew it was coming, everyone knew it was coming. Don't act surprised Uncle Clay."

Clay shakes his head and looks at Jax "She's yours to deal with, you know that don't you?"

Jax swallows his shot in one mouthful and slings his arm around my neck, pulling me to his side "I know, thank god she agreed to have me."

I curl into his side "Warts and all?"

"Dead junkie wives, sick kids, psycho exes and all." Jax mutters his lips pressed to my temple

"Let's not forget obsessed porn stars either."

Jax coughs slightly and sets the shot glasses down on the bar "Time to go home. It's been a long day already."

I pout "But we didn't get up to the hospital."

Jax sighs "I know, Ma's going later though for the night feeding, we'll go Wednesday before we hit the road."

Gemma arches an eyebrow "To where, and you were going to tell us about this when?"

I shrug and point at Jax "I thought he told you. But then looking at the expression on D's face she knew nothing about it and Jax was meant to have asked Opie if he and Donna wanted to come."

Jax looks guilty for a minute before shrugging and throwing his hands in the air "Sorry, I forgot. Ope, we're going to San Francisco again on Wednesday, apparently someone is having mortality issues. She who must be obeyed wants to know if you and D wanted to come." Jax finishes his sentence and maturely pokes his tongue out at me.

The guys at the bar all burst into laughter and Jax rolls his eyes "Answer fast bro, I want to go home."

Opie and Donna spend a couple of seconds looking at each other before Donna turns to Gemma. Before she can even ask a question Gemma nods.

"Sure, I'll get the kids off to playgroup, and go see Abel, and run this place."

I cross the room and lean over carefully, kissing her on the cheek she scowls at me. "Thanks Grandma."

Jax laughs and gives her a kiss on the forehead "Yeah, thanks Ma."

Clay stands looking completely oblivious but the way his eyes are following the people in the room I know he's not only listening to everything we've just said but he's also taking note of what's going on around him. "Right you two, get outta here. See you in two weeks Jax."

Jax looks stunned "What?"

Clay shrugs, putting an arm over Gemma's shoulder and pulling her to his side he smiles at Jax "When your mother got inked I couldn't take my hands off her. You're gonna be no use to me here if you're wondering what Sarah's doing."

"Eww! That is just gross old man. She's my mother!" Jax looks like he'd like to bleach his brain but settles for snatching the shot from Opie's hand and downing it.

I can't help but laugh and he glares at me for a second before his eyes dart down to the covered skin that spreads from one shoulder to the other, collarbone to the upper swell of my breasts before his face melts into a smile and he nods towards the door "Come on Darlin', let's go home."

I follow him towards the door, just as he opens it he half turns and calls over his shoulder "See you 8am Wednesday Ope."

Opie groans "Sure, but you're making breakfast. Well S is."

I giggle "Okay, sausages, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns?"

A chorus of moans echoes through the room and several voices call out they'll be coming to but Jax's raised eyebrow they all start backtracking. I duck my head under Jax's arm and grin at the Sons in the room "I'll come in next Friday and do a big breakfast for you all."

The agreeable noises follow us across the lot and after Jax helps me into the car and pulls my seatbelt across my chest he leans against the pillar "You know you don't have to aye?"

I nod, leaning over carefully and kissing him softly "I know, but I want to. You guys are all my family, you always have been, it just took me a minute to remember how unconditionally you all love. And how deeply."

Jax grins, the wicked quirk of his lips only staying momentarily before he opens his mouth "No one loves you as deeply as I do."

I smack his chest playfully before sliding my hand down his chest and into the top pocket of his jeans "No, you got that right. Now get the fuck outta my door, I wanna go home and take my clothes off."

Jax jumps backwards, pushing my door closed "After you."

I laugh and start my truck, I'm out the driveway while he's still standing gobsmacked in the space beside where my car was parked, the lacy underwear I'd jammed in his pocket still hanging from his fingertips.