A SAMCRO Princess in a Mayans World

Chapter 9

Nora's Point of View

A Week Later

I groaned as I walked into the living room. There were suitcases and bags everywhere, along with piles of clothes I still had yet to fold. Ava had discarded a bag of toys on a chair that she wanted to bring with her on our trip and then forgot about it. All the toys had fallen out of the bag and onto the floor. I was about five minutes away from pulling my hair out and calling off the entire trip, but after talking with Maddie, EZ, and even Angel, I decided it was best for me to go back to Charming.

"Hey buddy," I said as Abel walked out of the kitchen with a juice box, "Why so down, Abel?"

He sat down on a chair and looked up at me. I hadn't realized how much his hair had grown until I was running my fingers through it. I smiled down at him and was captivated by how much he looked like Jax. The resemblance was uncanny.

"Do you want to get a hair cut before we go?" I asked him and he just shook his head.

I knelt down in front of him and lifted his chin up so I could look into his eyes. "What's wrong Abel?"

"Why do we have to go to Charming?" Abel asked quietly, "I don't want to go back..."

"Don't you want to see Kenny, Ellie, and Piper? What about Uncle Chibs, Uncle Tig, Uncle Happy?" I asked, my heart sinking at the thought that Abel had been dreading this trip as much as I have, "Baby, it's only for a few days..."

"I want to see them," Abel answered as tears welled up in his eyes, "But daddy won't be there...I miss him, momma..."

Abel had been five when Jax died and for the longest time, he had a hard time processing why he would never be able to see his daddy again. Eventually it sank in that daddy was gone, but now, at ten, Abel is beginning to understand that Jax died. I never told him how or why and despite Jax's wishes for his children to not worship him and to think of him as a monster, I made sure to tell him and Thomas all the good things. Jax had wanted his sons to think of him as a monster, but I couldn't bring myself to do that to them. I certainly didn't sugar coat his life, because it was anything but, but I made sure they knew he loved them very much and that they mattered more to him than anything.

"I promise you, sweetheart, that this will be a good trip," I assured him as I wiped the tears from his cheeks, "Your uncles will have a whole bunch of stories they can tell you about your dad. If you want, we can go visit him at the cemetery and we can go visit all of his favorite places. Let's just make the best of it...sound like a plan?"

"Yeah," Abel replied with a small smile, "I love you momma and I know this trip is hard for you too...we'll do it together."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at my not so little boy. When did this kid get so smart and perceptive? He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug and I sighed. The kid was tough, but he was also sensitive and I loved him with my whole heart. I desperately wanted him to stop growing.

"Ok, buddy," I said after a moment, "Go tell Thomas to come and fold his clothes and put them in his suitcase. I'm going to order us some pizza."

He jumped off the chair and ran down the hall as if nothing was even bothering him and I laughed to myself. "Kids," I muttered as I picked up my phone and called in the pizza order. Just as I hung up, my phone began to ring again and I smiled when I looked at the call display.

"Hey," I said casually, "I was just about to call you."

"Couldn't get enough of me, huh?" EZ asked with a laugh, "We just talked a couple hours ago."

"Well, I was just going to see if you were available later on once I get the kids to bed," I replied with a smile, "I kind of wanted to see you before we left tomorrow, but if you can't, I completely understand."