The female paramedic finally got the neck brace on and around the the seemingly unharmed truck driver's neck.
His hazel eyes widened in horror as he looked at the mangled vehicle within a few feet in front of him, seeing a stream of blood pour out of the driver's broken window, spilling onto the blocked off street.
"This.. This was all of my fault. I shouldn't have been fuckin' around with that god damn gps. You shouldn't be helping me, you should be helping whoever is in that car," he stated as be began to undo the secured neck brace.
The paramedic moved his hands from around his neck, making direct eye contact with that shook man in front of her.
"Sir, accidents do happen. My job is to help whoever was involved in an accident and transport them safely to the nearest hopsital. Please just let me get you there without any more hesitation to make sure you are in fact okay."
He nodded, slowly climbing out of the delivery truck and onto the awaiting gourney.
Once the rescue squad pried off the doors from Evie's car, the other two paramedics on the scene bent down next to the upside down car, finding an unconcious bleeding woman and two alert children in the backseat with tears running down both of their faces.
"Don't worry, we're going to get you both and your mother out of here okay," Anna stated, trying to calm down the hysterical boys who had their small hands up against the crushed roof.
She shifted her attention over to Evie, pressing her gloved right hand against her neck.
"Talk to me Anna, what do we got," Rachel asked, attempting to mentally and physically prepare herself for what will happen next.
"Her children are alert, But she is not," Anna replied, feeling her uniform soak up Evie's spilled blood.
"Ms. Roosevelt, can you hear me?", Rachel asked, holding pressure to the large gash on Evie's forehead.
Evie's eyes opened as her head gave the woman caring for her a slight nod.
"I.. I hear you. My boys.. Where are my boys? Are they here with me," she whispered, shifting her eyes around the speeding ambulance.
"They're going to be okay, sweetheart. They're just worried sick about their mother."
"They're okay.. They're going to be okay," Evie repeated aloud as tears began to roll down her face.
She inhaled as much oxygen as her lungs could hold from the mask which was placed securely over her face.
The state of unconciousness started to wash over her body once again, causing her eyelids to grow incredibly heavy.
"Hey, hey, Ms. Roosevelt, I need you to try and stay awake for me. Tell me about your boys. What are they like?"
No response was given.
Rachel looked up at the monitor, seeing her heartbeat was slowing down.
"Anna, step on the god damn gas! I'm gonna lose her!"
Jax was incapable of sitting still once he reached one of the many dreadful waiting rooms of St. Thomas.
He was directed up to the fifth floor of the hospital which was the I.C.U.
The idea alone that his injured family was in intensive care caused his worry to go absolutely haywire.
He stopped pacing back and forth for a moment when Ben entered the waiting room.
"Have you heard anything," he asked, taking the first available seat his brown eyes fell on.
"No, nothing yet. I know as much as you do," he replied, letting out a sharp audible breath.
Finding that pacing wasn't doing anything but making him dizzy, Jax decided to take a seat himself.
His elbows rested themselves on each thigh as he held his head, trying to swap out the negative thoughts with positive ones.
"Jackson.."
Jax lifted his head up, seeing Gemma and the club follow closely behind her.
He stood up, bringing his crying mother into a hug.
"What do we know?"
"They haven't told me shit. Just that the doctor will be with me as soon as he can."
"Jesus Christ."
"We're here for you son, one hundred percent. We're not leaving your side unless you ask us to," Clay stated, patting him on the back.
"Thanks Clay. I really appreciate it."
Eli and what looked like to be the entire police force in Charming entered the crowded waiting room.
"Teller, I'm going to need you and your club down at the station for questioning. I also need you too Ben. Come on, let's go."
"Questioning? For what," Jax asked with his brows furrowed.
"Investigators just finished looking at Evie's car to rule out any foul play. The brake line to her car was severed which is why I want to question each and every one of you. Since I answered your question, now it's time for you to answer mine."
Jax's hands tightened up into sharp fists due to the sudden revelation.
Someone fucked with Evie's car.
The moment that piece of shit sliced into that brake line of her car, he unknowingly put a target on the back of his head.
Nope, not his back.
His fucking head.
"I'm more than willing to answer your questions man, but I'm not going anyhwere until I know Evie and my boys are okay."
Ben shook his head, wanting to correct him, but he thought better of it.
He'd never thought this day would come, but Eli decided to give into Jax's request.
"Fine. You and Ben can stay. But as for the rest of you, I need you all down at the station."
Two Hours Later:
Dr. Dimeo entered the waiting room still dressed in his dark blue scrubs.
"I'm looking for the family of Evie Roosevelt."
Jax and Ben stood up from their seats to stand in front of the doctor.
"I'll start off with the children. Andre had a cut on his cheek that required stitches and a broken left arm which we wrapped in a cast. He'll have to wear it for a good four to six weeks, but other than that, he's golden. As for Abel, we had to do surgery to correct his heartbeat because it was beating far too fast for his body to handle and settle on its own. He's also got a handful of scrapes and bruises, but with time, I can reassure you, they will in fact heal on their own."
Jax and Ben let out the deep breath that they each had held within their bodies since they arrived at the hospital.
"And Evie, how is she?", Jax asked, trying to read the doctor's facial expression before he answered him.
"Evie got the worst between the three of them. She suffered from a depressed skull fracture."
"What's that?," Ben and Jax asked in an unfortunate unison.
" It's a fracture that causes the skull to indent or extend into the brain cavity."
"Jesus christ. Will she be okay? Please tell me she's going to be okay."
"The surgery did go well, but we are definitely going to keep her here for some time to make sure she will be in fact okay. One thing about skull fractures, one is never the exact same as another."
"Am I allowed to see her?"
"It's going to be a while before visitation, son. But, you can visit your sons. They requested to be in a room together. Those two seem to be joined at the hip."
Clay followed Gemma home once they were finished being interrogated by the sheriff.
She unlocked the door to her home, attempting to slam it behind her, only for Clay to catch it before it hit against the doorframe.
"I thought you were heading back to the hospital after talking with Roosevelt."
"I am. Jax called while I was driving and Abel keeps asking for some of his toys that are here at grandma's," she yelled from her grandson's room.
Gemma remerged with her hands full of Abel's toys, giving Clay a dirty look as she moved past him.
He gripped her right forearm, yanking her in front of him.
"What's goin' on with you?"
Gemma ripped her arm from out of his grasp.
"You nearly killed my grandson today, that's what's going on. You told me you were going to talk to Evie, not slit her god damn brake line!"
"I did talk to her, Gem. She refused to get the letters back from Jax. I had no other choice."
"No other choice.. That is utter bullshit, Clay. You should have come to me and discussed what was going through that fucked up mind of yours. I would have told you that the premeditated "accident" was not the way to put the current situation to bed once and for all. If anything, you opened more doors for even more shit to come flooding through."
"What are you going to do, Gem? Tell Jax it was me?"
"I could.. Or I could wait till Evie wakes up and let her beat me to the punch. Evie is not a stupid woman, Clay. She's not going to hand your ass over to law enforcement because jail time is being far too kind. Evie will take door number two, and behind that door is my son. Their children, their flesh and blood, could've been killed today because of you and I know niether of them are the type to take that fact lightly."
Before she could say another word, Clay backhanded Gemma, causing her to stumble backwards and drop Abel's toys onto the kitchen floor.
She pulled out her gun from her black studded purse, aiming it at the man she no longer recognized as her husband.
"If you're gonna pull at gun on me, you better use it."
Gemma fired her weapon, her eyes widening as the bullet barely missed him.
Clay lunged at Gemma, prying the gun from her hands, tossing it across the floor next to one of Abel's toys.
Shoving him as hard as she could, Gemma made a run for the front door.
Clay coiled his arms around her, pulling her body backwards.
Gemma's hand's failed her, slipping off of the doorknob.
Clay tossed her onto the floor, leaning over her body to deliver another forceful slap with the back of his ringed left hand.
14 Days Later:
The nurse finished changing the bandage on Evie's forehead, tossing the old one into the garbage can by the bed.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Phil, Evie's bodyguard since she came out of surgery two weeks ago, opened the door, allowing Andre and Abel inside her room.
"Mommy!," Andre called out as the two boys ran over to the hospital bed.
Once they were both on the bed, Evie wrapped her arms around both of the boys.
"Ms. Evie, we can't breathe. You're hugging us too tight," Abel stated.
Evie released them both with tears running down her face.
"Why are you crying mommy? Did we do something wrong?"
"No, I'm just so happy you're both okay. It's happy tears."
Jax finished talking to Phil and entered the room.
"Don't worry, daddy. Evie's happy. They're happy tears," Abel informed, hugging Evie once more.
Jax quickly made his way over to the bed, carefully taking Evie's face in his hands.
He gave her such a tender kiss, causing her to smile against his lips.
"Jax, the boys," she mumbled against his mouth.
He didn't listen and he deepened the liplock.
Andre and Abel looked at each other before covering their eyes with their hands.
Jax finally pulled away, giving her bottom lip a gentle nibble.
"Words can't even express how happy I am that you're okay, darlin'."
"Words might not have, but your actions certainly did."
"Are you guys done yet?", Abel asked.
"Yes handsome. It's safe to look."
They removed their hands from their eyes.
He smiled, taking a seat next to her on the bed.
"Hey Phil."
Phil opened the door, peaking inside of the hospital room.
"Yeah boss?"
"Do you mind taking the boys downstairs to the cafeteria for some ice cream?"
"Not at all."
"Are you two in the mood for some ice cream?"
"Yeah!", they exclaimed, carefully getting off of the bed.
"Would you like some too, mommy," Andre asked as he took Phil's hand.
"Sure baby. Chocolate please."
"Okay."
Once the door was closed, Evie took Jax's hands in her own.
"It's been one hell of a week, Evie, and I need to catch you up on what's been going on outside of St. Thomas."
"I can imagine, believe me. But, before you do that, there's some things that I need to tell you."
"Okay? What's it about?"
"More like who."
"Who's it about?"
"Clay."
Three Days Later:
Once Evie was dressed and was given clearance to go home, she headed toward the elevator, bringing herself to the third floor.
"I knew I'd find you here," Rita stated, standing next to Evie who was now on the maternity floor, staring at a room filled with newborn children.
"And how did you know I'd be here?"
"I remember you once told me that whenever you're in a hospital, you have to stop onto the maternity floor and just stare at the newborns for a while. It's one of your quirks."
"That it is. Though, the more I stare at each of them this time around, the more I want to give Andre a sibling."
"Are you saying you and the biker stud trying to get pregnant?"
"No, no, nothing like that. Besides, I doubt he'd be up to the idea."
"Have you asked him?"
"No."
"Then, how do you know what he's up for and what he's not? Gotta have the conversation first, sis."
"Rita Roosevelt," the nurse called from down the hallway, looking for Rita in the waiting area.
"Shit, I gotta go."
"Rita..are you pregnant?"
"We are on the maternity floor, aren't we?"
Evie squealed with excitement, giving her sister-in-law a hug.
"That's amazing, congratulations!"
"Thank you."
"Why haven't you or Eli told me?"
"It's still so early in the pregnancy. We've had such a hard time getting pregnant, I didn't want to broadcast it until I'm past my first trimester. Plus, a lot of shit has been going down around you, I didn't want to take the focus off of you."
Andre and Abel joined Evie in her bed since Jax was not home yet.
According to Andre, it was their "job" to protect Evie whenever Jax was not around.
Andre was already asleep, but Abel and Evie were still awake and facing each other.
"Evie, can I ask you a question?"
"Always."
"You know how Andre has both a mommy and a daddy?"
"Mhmm."
"I only have a daddy, and I would like to have a mommy too. I asked him if he could share his mommy, and he said it was okay. Is it okay with you?"
Evie leaned forward, giving Abel a kiss on the forehead.
"It is more than okay with me, sweetheart. Now, get some sleep."
12:45 am:
Jax entered Evie's bedroom to find her and their sons fast asleep.
Without disturbing them, he made his way around the king sized bed to give each of them a kiss on the side of their heads.
He made a bee line to the bathroom connected to her room to take an overdue shower.
Hearing the shower turn on, Evie woke up, seeing the combination of light and steam emerge from underneath the shut bathroom door.
She carefully climbed off of the bed, looking back at the boys to confirm she did not wake up either of them.
Her careful movement was a sucess and she slipped herself inside the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind herself.
Jax was already in the shower with his hands up against the wall.
Evie gripped the bottom of her white tanktop and pulled it up over her head, dropping it on top of Jax's sweatshirt.
Her hands automatically gripped the waistband of her grey silk shorts and navy blue panties, gliding both articles of clothing down her legs, leaving herself completely naked.
Evie stepped away from the discarded pile of clothes and pulled back the shower curtain, climbing in behind him.
The hot water ran down his muscular tattooed back with each waterdrop drawing beautiful patterns on his delicious slick skin.
Her arms moved around his torso, causing him to jump at the sudden contact.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," she stated, kissing the top of his back.
He turned around, cradling her battered face in his hands, the gentle contact causing her eyes to close.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better now that I am home," she replied, opening her eyes.
Evie moved one of his hands away from her face, seeing deep cuts on all of his knuckles.
She moved the other hand off of her face, discovering the same thing on the opposite hand.
"Eventful day, I take it."
"Can I tell you about it in the morning?"
"Okay."
"I'm sorry, I just want to end this one day right after all that's happened this past week."
"Does ending the day right look like what I think it looks like?"
He smiled, bringing her against the corner of the shower.
His hand lifted her right leg as he devoured her mouth with his own.
Evie's hands entangled in his short blonde hair as he delivered a forceful thrust into her.
"Deeper Jax. Please don't stop," she pleaded in his ear, spreading her legs further apart.
He did what she asked of him, thrusting himself deeper within her lubricated walls.
His hands gripped both of her thighs, effortlessly lifting her up onto him.
"Don't have to worry about that, darlin'. I have a total of seventeen days to make up for."
Okay, my readers, I hoped you enjoyed the new chapter! Also, on day 14, that was the first day Evie has been awake since the accident since I didn't specify it earlier in the chapter :). Who do you think was on the receiving end of the punches or more ;), causing Jax's hands to look like that at the end of the chapter? Questions, questions, that I promise will be answered.