Today, we were sitting in the chapel trying to figure out how we could earn money for the IRA shipment, and it seems Sack saw Clay and Cherry hugging.
and accidentally knock his opponent out.

Jax says to us. What about the porn queen?
Clay replies. Do you mean Luann?
I replied. Otto's old lady? She's a porn queen?
Well, holy shit but also, um, eww.
Clay replies. Yup, and okay, Jax, ask your mom to help us get her on board.
Jax replies. Ok, Clay can't wait I get to see my kid today.

Everyone was happy for Jax, saying congrats and what not.
Later that day, I was at the hospital.

Intro:
To some people, this life ain't right: waking up every day knowing you might have to take someone else's life.
Out of their family's sight, when you live the life of an outlaw, you better be right to fight. In the heat of it, there's no thinking twice; if you ain't ruthless enough, you might go insane and lose your mind. If you're even thinking twice, don't take that cut and cross that line because, in the end, you've got to look this life in the eye.

Jax and I walked up to our mom, who was waiting for us.
She hugs and kisses us both on the cheeks, saying, What can I do?
for you two, my beautiful kids.
I replied. It's not what you can do for us, but for SAMCRO.
Jax says. Mom We're going to need you to reach out to Luann; it's about those IRA guns.
Gemma replies. Ok, I will reach out to her.

me and Jax head outside
and got on our bikes, we headed down the
highway, and we see a trucker has crashed into a bus.
I say to myself, Daja Vu. But this time it was a female, so like last time, me and Jax went up to the truck to help her while
paramedics were on their way this time instead of seeing Crank we saw a phone. She was texting and driving. I took her keys and hid them in my pocket.

I pulled Jax's away and said, Can't we sell this stuff?
He replies. Yes, we can to Unser he does own a trucking business.
I replied. Nice I have the keys; I will bring my bike back to the hospital, then we can go see him.

Later that day, with Unser
Unser says to us Why am I looking at one of Oswald's tankers?
Jax replied with the owner of Unser Trucking. It's 8,500 gallons of diesel.
It's yours for 20 "K.
Unser replies back. Stolen Diesel.
I say to him. Gas costs have got to be killing your bottom line.
We're offering you a 50% discount.
Unser replied. Half the cost, twice the risk.
Jax replies to Unser.
Come on You fill your pumps after dark, and a uni finds the tanker on the side of the road.
Insurance covers Oswald, and you run your trucks at a buck-ninety a gallon for the next six weeks.
Where's the risk?
Unser replies. Jesus Christ, Can you at least pretend I'm a cop sometimes?
I replied while smiling. We're going to need that in cash.

Later that day
Jax and I were reading our dad's manuscript.
JT is talking to readers. Inside the club, there has to be truth. Our word was our honor. But outside... it was all about deception. Lies were our defense—our default. To survive, you had to master the art of perjury. Both the lie and the truth had to feel the same. But once you learn that skill - nobody knows the truth — in or outside the club — especially you.

Later again, at the hospital, Jax was holding my nephew for.
the first time ever, I got to hold him, and I said to him,
Hello, my cute nephew; it's me, Auntie Eva. I love you, Able.
I then hand him back to his dad.

While at the hospital, Jax was called by Clay. He told Jax for me and him to come to the clubhouse and for us to bring medical equipment and Tara.
Later, when me, Jax, and Tara walked into the clubhouse, we saw an ambulance in the garage.
And in the other room, we saw an Irish man who had been shot in the Ass Chibs was trying to stop the bleeding. Tara went into the room to try to help him.
Tig then signal for us to come inside the chapel. I walked with Tig and Jax into the chapel, where Clay was already sitting down.

Clay said to us. I can't track down your mom.
Jax replied. She's at the hospital with the kid; where is McKeevy?
Clay replied. He is dead. The port commissioner had him beat to death.

I asked. Do you think this hit was just about us. Or the Irishman and us? Clay.
Clay replied. I don't know.
Jax said. How would Alvarez know about the Irish?
Tigs replied it was Darby; it had to be him.
The Nords and the Mayans have joined forces.
I replied. I saw this weeks ago when we blew that up that.
warehouse.

Tigs said. I told you we should've handled it then.
This is Bloody Sunday, brother. We got to call in all the Sons.
All of them Kill this cracker/wetback alliance now.

Clay said to me and Jax that Tig is right.
I Replied We need bodies; we need guns.
Clay asked. You with us here, Jax?
Jax replied. We're not ready for war. We got no cash.
We got no weapons surplus. And ATF is still in place.

Clay replied. We can find cash and weapons.
Jax asked. Tig, can you give us three a minutes?
Tigs replied. Sure man.

Jax asked Clay. You think I'm distracted? All this shit with my kid?
Clay replied. I'm very concerned about your focus, but I'm having serious.
doubts about your level of commitment to this club.
I jumped into the conversation, saying, Bullshit Clay, we risked our lives for this club.
When we blew up that warehouse, when we stole from that rich asshole Saple and
almost got shot by the AB, but now that my nephew is now in this world, it's time to start looking at the big pitcher ass-whole.

Jax said to Clay. She is right. My commitment hasn't changed.
And the damage that happened to my family? Yeah. I'm seeing things differently.
Big picture shit- For me, this club. But I ain't afraid to get bloody, Clay.

I said to Clay. We're just afraid all that blood is going to kill SamCrow
Clay replied. You don't understand Eva; Alvarez tried to assassinate me today.
I replied pissed off. I don't understand you say.
Jax said to me. Calm down, sis.
I continue talking now, raising my voice. I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU SAY? I SPENT MOST OF MY LIFE AWAY BECAUSE THIS WETBACK SON OF A BITCH TOOK ME FROM MY MOM AND BROTHERS, AND AS A RESULT, I HAD TO KILL FOR MYSELF AND WALK THIS WORLD ALONE.
CLAY FUCK YOU, HE COULD HAVE KILLED ME OR WORSE. YOU WOULD RISK THE CLUB, MY FAMILY, AND OUR TOWN BECAUSE OF ONE LIFE ASSHOLE. I then left the chapel, slamming the door.

A couple of minutes later, Clay came outside the chapel and told Tig.
I want you and Juice to get on the horn.
Tigs replied. Alright?
Clay said. Washington, Utah, Nevada- I want the number one and the number two in
Charming by the end of the day tomorrow.

After hearing that, I walked into the back room with Tara in it.
I heard her say to Chibs The slug in his ass may have hit an artery.
It's probably the only thing that's slowing down the blood loss.
The only way we're going to save this guy is if we get some surgical tools.
Chibs replied. Like what?
Tara Replied Scalpels, clamps, sutures, needles—all that kind of shit.
My mom walked up to me in the doorway and peeked in the room and asked me
what happened I told her to ask her idiotic asshole of a husband while walking off.
Clay tried to stop me, but I pushed him away. I rode with Jax to drop off Tara, and after they talked awhile, me and Jax rode off on our bikes.

I told Jax I wanted to spend time with Tara. I asked if that was okay. He said she is grown and told me it might do me well to talk out my anger with someone outside the family and club and to talk to Clay next time I see him.
So I went back to her house. As I got nearer, I heard a single gunshot. I got off my bike and ran to her front door, where I kicked it in. She came out of her bedroom aiming a gun at me.

I say to her. Woah, Tara, what the hell, it's me! Eva
She replied, crying I don't know what to do. I took a peek inside her room, and who do I see but ATF agent Khon with a gunshot wound?

I grab Khon and drag him into the nearby bathroom. He was talking shit
Saying a biker slut called a biker bitch, I dove my finger into his wound.
Listing to him screen, I poked my head out of the bathroom and saw Tara.
On the phone, with Jax, while he was on his way, I tortured Khon, then I heard the front door open and I heard Jax talking to Tara.
He opened the bathroom door and said to me, "What the hell, Eva?"
I replied he was going to Rape Tara, and I overheard you we're not calling the cops.
Khon said. Oh, the main man, Jax, is here. When I get better, I am going to burn your whole family alive, giving into my rage. I kicked Khon's faces in, but the kick did not kill him; but Jax then shot him in what was left of his face in the head. Tara, who was now standing in the doorway, screamed, and Jax then brought her into her room. A few seconds later, music came on, and the door shut. I began to clean up the mess.

End of the chapter

Arthurs note. Now Khon is dead. I told you he was going to die a different way. Eva's kick alone would have killed him.
but instead, I wanted Jax to finish him off, so what did you think? Sorry about being away, I had my birthday, but I am back, just 5 more chapters of this season after, so I will post up another story and yes, I will continue this, and I said you won't see anything else till this is done. True, and season one will be done soon enough lol
anyhow, till next time, type to you later.