The Next Morning:
Evie loosely wrapped the black cord around the base of her curling iron once she was finished improving the look of her dark colored locks.
She placed the styling tool underneath her sink, closing the wooden cabinet quietly to prevent herself from waking up the rest of the sleeping household.
Evie slipped back into her bedroom, making her way to the front of her king sized bed.
Jax was sleeping on his side of the bed, laying on his back.
She smiled as her hands gripped each side of her strapless white and purple colored floral dress, lifting it up her body until the hem was above her knees.
Without waking him up, she straddled each side of his body, expertly crawling her way upwards until she reached his waist.
He stirred slightly, but he did not open his eyes.
She set her hands on each side of his face, her thumbs creating small circles on his skin.
Evie leaned forward, pressing her lips to his own.
He released a groan that built up in his throat and began moving his lips with Evie's.
His large hands slid up her clothed back, eager to feel her soft skin.
She sat up, creating an audible sound with their lips the moment they seperated.
"Mmm, that is one of the best ways to wake up if you ask me."
"Oh yeah? What are the other ways?"
He smiled as his fingers glided up the zipper's sealed track on her dress.
Once he got the zipper itself in between his fingertips, he started to slide it downwards, undoing the track.
Evie grabbed a hold of both of his hands, interlocking thier fingers.
She shook her head, biting her full bottom lip.
"We can't, handsome. We have a busy day ahead of us today."
Jax sighed, sitting up in the bed, nodding in agreement.
"Yeah, I know we do. But, I don't think I could let you leave the house looking this fucking gorgeous. I don't need every man trying to make a pass at you in attempt to make you their girl."
"Don't worry. If that's the case, I'll be sure to inform them that I'm not on the market. If that still doesn't work, they have you to deal with."
"Yes they do," he replied, giving her a kiss on the lips.
She could see the worry in his blue eyes about the vote Samcro is going to have to face within an hour and a half.
Evie cradled his face in her hands, causing him to look up at her, trying to erase any and every sign of worry displayed on his face.
"What exactly is an officer challenge?"
" It means Bobby will temporarily become president and start moving us away from the cartel."
"Are you now in Bobby's corner or are you going to continue following Clay's lead?"
"I want out of this shit, Evie, I do. But, I need the money. This is the only way to set up a new life for my son. I need to be in for me to see that way out. "
Evie gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.
"As you already know, I'm in your corner. I'm here to help you in any way possible because I care about you and Abel. "
"Thanks darlin'."
"You're welcome. You better get in the shower. I'm going to get the kids up and start breakfast. Do you have any requests?"
"How 'bout you? The plus side of having you for breakfast is you will recieve one hell of an orgasm. What do you say?", he asked, kissing the side of her neck, making his way down to her pert chest.
"I say.. when you take a shower, take a cold one. It helps decrease the desire pumping through that body of yours." she replied, climbing off of him.
He grabbed a hold of her wrist, pulling her back to him.
"You'll let me have a taste later right?"
She smiled, moving her mouth to his ear.
"Sure. Just as long as I get to taste you."
(Break)
Jax and Evie took Jax's bike to Teller-Morrow.
He pulled into his usual spot, turning the key, causing the motorcycle to become silent.
She held onto his shoulders as she climbed off of the bike, being careful not to ruin her dress.
Evie unbuckled the helmet, removing it from her head.
Jax followed suit, hanging the helmet from the left handlebar.
He took Evie's hand in his, giving the top of her hand a tender kiss.
He took his first steps, feeling his arm stretch backwards.
Evie did not budge from her spot next to his bike.
"Are you okay, darlin'?"
"Yeah, I'm just a bit nervous is all. "
"Don't be. I'm right here with you. Come on, I want to show off the new woman that's by my side."
Evie's nerves finally settled and she entered the clubhouse with Jax hand in hand.
The club was sitting at the bar, giving Evie looks of disproval.
"This is Evie. Evie, this is Clay, Bobby, Tig, Chibs, Juice, Op, Piney, Kozik, and Happy. The two behind the bar is Phil and Miles."
"Hi, nice to meet you all," Evie stated with forced confidence.
They all stared at her in silence until Gemma made her presence known from behind the kitchen door.
"Evie."
Evie looked in the direction from where her name was called.
Gemma waved her over, giving her a small smile.
"Again, it was nice to meet you all," she repeated, letting go of Jax's hand and headed toward the kitchen.
Evie pushed open the door, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for coming into that awkward introduction when you did."
"You're welcome. They'll come around, sweetheart. "
"Oh, I don't think so. Did you see the way they all looked at me?"
"Just give it time. I'm telling you, they'll come around."
Gemma handed her a apron.
"Don't want to get that beautiful dress ruined, do ya?"
"Thanks Gemma," she stated, sliding the apron over her head, securing it in place by tying it behind her back.
"You're welcome. Have you ever made chilli before?"
"Not since I was with my ex. He was a fan of chilli. My son isn't."
"Abel was the same way until he tried grandma's. Now he can't get enough of it. I have a feeling Andre will be the same way. Those two are practically the same person."
(Break)
The chances for Bobby to sit at the head of the table and hold the gavel started off on a shaky foundation.
Both Clay and Tig said no.
Chibs looked up, comtemplating his decision.
All of the sudden, bullets came flying through the clubhouse, causing everyone to get down onto the floor until they can get their hands on their own weapons.
Clay and Jax ran to the kitchen to check on Gemma and Evie to make sure they were safe.
The rest of the club went outside in hopes to catch the multiple shooters.
Jax pushed open the swinging kitchen door to find Gemma on the floor next to Evie, holding a bunch of white hand towels against Evie's bleeding torso.
"Jesus Christ!"
Jax ran over to Evie, who was taking shaky breaths, trying to think of anything but the excruciating pain she was experiencing.
"Mom, what about you? Are you hit?"
"I'm good baby."
Jax nodded frantically, taking out his cellphone and dialed 911 to retrieve an ambulance for Evie.
He usually doesn't turn to 911 for help, but he didn't want to risk moving her and causing more damage to her body.
"Looks like you got a handle on this here. I'm gonna check on the rest of the club and see if they got a lead on the shooters."
(Break)
Evie continued to doze in and out of sleep due to the pain killers the doctors perscribed her.
Her hospital room door opened, making the pain from her gunshot wound come flooding back.
"Eli, if you're looking for Rita, she's down the hall at the nurses' station talking to my doctor."
"Eve come on, I'm here to check on you to make sure you're alright."
"I'll be fine. The doctor said I should be able to go home by tomorrow night."
"That's great. I'll take you home."
"No, it's okay. I already have a ride set for me."
"Do I even have to ask?"
Evie fell silent.
She didn't have to give an answer nor did she feel a desire to.
She picked up the remote that was attached to her bed and turned on the television.
"You do realize you're laying up in this hospital because of him, don't you?"
"Eli, you don't know all the facts."
"I'm not going to continue this dance with you, Evie."
He couldn't believe how warped her mind has become since she began seeing Jackson Teller. He didn't recognize the woman in front of him.
This was not his sister.
This was a complete stranger who fell in love way too fast with a criminal.
"No one asked you to. I already told you, I'm old enough to make my own decisions," she replied in a calm voice, keeping her eyes on the television.
He shook his head, swinging open the door and slamming it shut.
She shut her eyes and laid her head against the pillow.
The door opened again, causing Evie's eyes to open.
"Eli, if you're looking to go another round, I'm not up for it."
Her brown eyes shifted toward the door, finding Abel's babysitter, Alita, standing at the foot of the bed with flowers.
"Hey, how are you feeling?"
"Feeling like I got shot," Evie chuckled as Alita handed her the flowers.
"Thank you. You didn't have to get me these."
"It's no problem, really. I wanted to give you something to brighten up your temporary room."
"I really appreciate it. Is Gemma with the kids?"
"Yeah, I asked her to watch them for a bit so I can drop in and see my mother. I lied because I need you to give Jax these. "
Alita handed Evie a stack of letters secured together with a piece of ribbon.
"Today, I found Abel coloring on a piece of paper with writing on it. When I asked him where he got it, he said he got the piece of paper from Jax's duffel bag that is always in the living room. My guess is that these letters were put in a pocket Jax never uses when he goes away on his business trips. I brought them to you because I don't really trust his mother to give them to him without reading them first and Jax is never really home anymore so I don't see him often."
"Say no more. I'll make sure he gets these."
"Thank you."
"I won't tell him, I swear, but have you read these letters?"
"No, I haven't. It wasn't written for my eyes."
(Break)
Twenty Four Hours Later:
Jax used Evie's keys to unlock the front door to her home.
"Do you need me to get you anything, darlin'?"
"I just need a pair of pajamas and my bed. But, before I head into my bedroom, I was told to give you these."
Evie pulled out the stack of letters from the inside of her black leather jacket and handed them to Jax.
"Who found these?"
"Alita did. Abel found them and colored on the note on top of the letters. She wanted me to give them to you since I see you more than she does these days."
Before Jax could say anything, there was a knock at the front door.
"I got it."
"No baby, I got it," Evie suggested.
Her shoes slid against the carpeted floor until it brought her to the front door.
She opened the front door, discovering Ben was standing on the other side of it.
"Ben, what are you still doing here in Charming?"
"Since I've met the man whose cock you've been sucking, I've decided to stay in town. I've come to find that he's a threat to my son's well being."
"No, he isn't."
"Sure he is. And I have the evidence to prove it. The shooting that occured today at the auto shop I'm sure will be only the tip of the fucking iceberg. I'm going to get full custody of my son if it's the last thing I do. We'll see how proud you are to call him your boyfriend when the judge gives Ben to me."
"You're not taking away my son."
"Watch me."