Chapter Seventeen

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              Smoke's pov

Juice and I are cleaning the clubhouse.

"What's on your mind?" Juice asks as he hands me a box.

"Everything." I say taking the box of bottles and worked on stocking them.

"We're gonna get this resolved. Everything is gonna get worked out." He says.

After a moment CSI show.

The hell?

We walked outside. I had a idea and pulled Juice into the garage and told him and then he helped set up the scene. After the plan, I ran outside.

"I told you that, that car hasn't even been worked on! Are you outta your damn mind?" I ask as if I we're mad.

"I'm sorry darling I didn't know." Juice says.

Later

Mom, Tara, and I are talking to the lawyer to get the boys outta jail.

"Clay won't leave any of them behind. We gotta get them out." I say.

After a moment the guy walked out.

"Momma." I say as my voice breaks and putting my head in my hands.

"I know baby." She says rubbing my back.

I then sat up.

"Maybe I shouldn't have listened to Juice. Maybe I shoulda went on that run." I say.

"Smoke, you would be in jail again." Tara says.

"I'd do anything. Especially for Juice." I say.

Mom then rubbed my shoulder.

Now we're back at the shop, Opie left out and he took his kids to the nanny.

"Mom I have a bad feeling." I say.

"What do you feel sweetheart?" She asks.

"Something is gonna happen. It involves Juice." I say.

"How do you know that baby?" She asks.

"I can feel it in my gut. As well as my heart momma." I say.

"Clay and Jax are gonna protect your man." She says.

"They better or it's my boot up both of their asses." I say.

Later.

Bail is posted.

"Oh my gosh!" I say with the biggest smile.

The boys came home and after talking to the guys I beat it up to the hospital to be with my man.

The next day, Juice told me he had gotten stabbed.

"Oh so Clay and Jax wanted to get a size seven high heeled boot up their ass." I say.

Juice laughed and took my hand and kissed it.

"I'm glad you didn't go on that run with us." He says as I sit on the bed.

"I nearly went after you all had left out." I say.

"You woulda wound up behind bars again." He says.

"For you, for this club. That's how much all of this means to me." I say.

"I know baby. It means a lot to me too." He says.

I smiled at him.

"Babe, would you understand if I told you on some things, I don't want you to roll with us. Just to keep you safe." He says.

I let out a sigh. Look out the window and then back to him.

"What about the jobs Clay needs me to go on?" I ask.

"If that's the case then we will be on guard." He says.

"I don't want anything happening to my Ol Lady." He says.

"And I do t want anything happening to my man." I say crawling to him and kissing him.

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