CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile.

Abel's cries wake me up a little after 3am, feeding and changing him in the virtual darkness of his room I'm only barely half awake when I stumble back into the bedroom, falling face first onto the bed the smell of Jax invades my nose with the air that expels from his pillow. Sighing I roll over and onto my own pillow, closing my eyes and willing sleep to return.

Waking up almost 4 hours later I'm curled around Jax's pillow, my nose burrowed into the middle of it where the spicy smell of him seems the strongest. Abel's squeaking noises from the baby monitor make me wonder what's going on but the smell of coffee that drifts through the door answers whatever I was going to ask myself when Gemma's voice floats through the door "Shall we go see if Mommy's awake?"

Sitting up and pulling the blankets to my chest I smile at Gem when she pushes the door open with her foot, carrying Abel towards the bed, bottle already in his mouth "Good morning baby."

"Morning Grandma. Not that I don't love the smell that's coming in here, but why are you here so early?" Gemma looks over my shoulder out the window and takes a couple of deep breaths "Fuck, I'm not going to be impressed am I?"

Gemma shakes her head, the anger on her face now readable that I'm looking for more emotion "No you're not. Clay's riding out to Indian Hills with the rest of the charter this afternoon."

"Why?"

Gemma passes Abel to me and sits down beside my legs "Mayan trouble. Clay wants to put it to them to be patched over."

"What?"

Gemma shrugs "I don't know baby, Juice is going to LA with Al and Cam today, Hap, Kip and the prospect are staying here but everyone else is leaving after lunch."

Sighing deeply I shrug "Oh well, guess D and I will put our shopping trip off for a week."

Gemma shakes her head "No, she talked about us with it last night; Kip's going to go with you two."

I nod silently, my brain suddenly remembering the female giggle when Jax hung up his phone, from what I remember hearing Patch Over parties are the pinnacle of all parties for the Sons.

Gemma reaches over and pats my knee "The upside is they'll be back tomorrow night if the vote goes like Clay thinks it will. Coffee and a muffin are on the bench in the kitchen for you, Abel's already changed and dressed, bring him to TM before you go shopping, I'll look after him today for you."

I nod, continuing to hold Abel's bottle for him "Okay. D and I were going to make a day of it in San Francisco, drive over, do her furniture shopping, have lunch, manicures, pedicures, facials. I thought about catching a movie while we're there and then dinner and back home. Will you be okay with Abel till late?"

Gemma grins at me and reaches over, rubbing her fingers over Abel's foot "We'll be just fine, make sure you bring lots of formula and diapers."

I laugh "Sure thing Grandma."

Gemma rolls her eyes at me and walks towards the door waving over her shoulder as she leaves.

Waiting till Abel's finished his bottle I burp him, grimacing when he spills a little onto my shoulder "Just as well my hair was tied up aye baby?" Tucking him into a surround of pillows on the bed I pull one of the few outfits I left at the house off the hanger in the wardrobe. Abel's sucking his fingers when I finish getting dressed, his eyes following my movements around the room.

Donna knocks on the front door as I'm finishing the muffin and coffee Gemma brought as she walks into the living room "How far away are you from being ready? Hi Abel." She aims her question at me then turns her attention to Abel, picking him up off the blanket I'd put him on on the floor.

"About 15 minutes. Teeth, face, shoes handbag and diaper bag and I'm good to go."

"Okay, I'm gonna use your laptop for a second k? Gem told me about this place that you can customise towels and I want to get a couple for Ope and I for at the Clubhouse. I'm sick of people taking my towels when I leave them there."

I laugh at her angry expression "It's on the table in the kitchen."

She waves me towards the bathroom "Go finish getting ready then, shopping hours are wasting."

Rolling my eyes I go down to the bathroom, brushing my hair, and teeth and washing my face then coming back via the bedroom where I collect both packed bags which were on the end of the bed and my shoes. Returning to the kitchen I drop the bags beside Donna on the table where she's flicking through a webpage. Glancing up at me she gestures to the bottom of the screen "Some weird thing keeps flashing down there."

Peering over her shoulder I nod "It's email, I'll check when you're done, probably just Graham replying to my very overdue update."

Donna takes another few minutes to order the four customised towels with their names embossed across them then gets to her feet "You check that, I'll put the bottles in the bag."

"Thanks D." Sitting down in front of the laptop I double click on my mail icon and wait while it loads, the four new e-mails popping in within a couple of seconds. Flicking through Graham's mail I reply with a quick one of my own telling him that trying to add a chilli chocolate mousse to the menu would be a bad idea, unless they put 'limited' beside it then it'll sell for sure.

Charlotte's sent me an updated list of everything that's been listed as evidence and I file it away, the only new things that have been added were highlighted by her and they're both things I suggested submitting, the phone records of the number of times he used to call me and the dismissal letter he got from his job which listed the reasons being due to his uncooperativeness and reliability issues.

Deleting the third one, a market research quiz that I have no intentions of doing I open the fourth one when I see the address as being from a yahoo address with DTIndianHills in the title makes me think it's from the Devils Tribe, even being unsure what it was they would be emailing me at 3 in the morning I double click the paperclip. The attachment takes a second to open but when it does I almost swallow my tongue, the photo that comes up clearly shows Jax and some woman I've never seen before, the scrawled writing above it tells me it was taken at 2:23am that morning. Donna leans over my shoulder and stifles a gasp sitting down beside me heavily.

"What the fuck?"

I shake my head; my eyes glued to the screen "I don't know D. I really don't, right now I don't want to think about it though. Let's go do some shopping. You've got my card aye?"

Donna nods and pulls it out of her pocket, handing it to me.

Slamming the lid of my laptop closed I twist in my seat to shove my feet into my shoes "Right then, TM to drop of Abel and then...hang on a second."

Turning back to the laptop I lift the lid again, waiting for the few seconds it takes for it to reopen, the picture pops straight back up having been open when I closed the lid. It takes me a split-second of looking at it before I lean back in my seat and start laughing, Donna's eyebrows hitting her forehead in confusion.

AN: Opinions: why on earth is she laughing?