Calming The Storm

Chapter Thrity-three

                 Juice's pov

"He was?! Babe why didn't you tell Clay?" I ask.

I watch Smoke shrug her shoulders.

"Thought I could handle it." She says.

Later.

Rosevelt came into the shop.

"Your guys have already left. Crime scene's down." Smoke says wiping her hands on a rag.

I then walked to Smoke and wrapped my arm around her.

"The two of you have got to pick up the phone when I call." Rosevelt says.

He then handed her a bag.

"There is six disposable burners in there. I know the both of you are responsible for the clubs communication." Rosevelt says.

I took the bag from Smoke and gave it back.

"We're done. We can't do this anymore." I say.

               Smoke's pov

I then see Rosevelt look at Juice's neck.

"What did you do?" Rosevelt asks him.

I looked away and then I see my wavy hair fly across my face.

"Tell them we want out." Juice says talking my hand and walked away.

As we walked I looked at Juice.

"What happens now?" I ask.

"We live for us." He says kissing my hand.

He then pulled me to him and we kissed.

We walked back to the shop.

Before I could even get back under the car he stopped me.

"We should really talk about the baby." He says.

"We should." I say leaning on the car.

"If she we're here, we wouldn't be in this." He says standing beside me.

"The cartel?" I ask.

"Yes. I love her and I love you. When we found out, I was scared at first but, then I was happy to know about two really really beautiful things. Each time you sent me an ultrasound, I would show her off." He says smiling.

I smiled as well.

"You we're so proud." I say.

"Of course I was. Then when we found out the gender. I was over joyed." He says.

Later.

Juice and I had to go back to the station. We walked in and seen some guy.

"Hello Panther and Juan Carlos. Lincoln Porter. I'm a big fan." Lincoln says.

What the hell?

I'm holding tight to Juice's hand.
What does this mean?
Why is this happening?

"What the hell is this?" I ask confused and trying to hide the fact that I'm scared.

We then went into a room. He let us in first. We walked in.

"Oh shit." Juice and I say at the same time.

My eyes are glued to our club on the wall. Yes there is other photos but I can't take mine off our club.

"Have the two of you seen a RICO operation?" Lincoln asks us.

I turn to see Juice get pissed and then attack Rosevelt.

"Baby stop!" I yell as Juice is being grabbed. I went to him as they held him back. I put my left hand on his cheek, and my right on his heart.

"Baby shh." I say gently.

I looked into his eyes.

"Sweet love don't do this." I say.

I then look over at Lincoln furious.

Then Juice got cuffed.

Son of a bitch!

"We have been on this RICO operation for two years. It started with the Russians. Now it's ending with the Sons Of Anarchy. We've been turning to Otto Delaney. He will give past criminal activity's. That coupled with MC's ongoing relationship." Lincoln says.

I looked to the ground and then to Juice then back to Lincoln as I stood beside Juice.

"I have enough to shut down every charter from here to Belfast." Lincoln says.

"No you don't." I say slightly shaking my head.

"You wouldn't be standing here." Juice says.

"I want the real IRA. I can collect you as well as the Mexicans without issue." Lincoln says.

"I don't know where they are." Juice says.

"Never met them." I say.

I then was shocked to know he found information about the Irish.
What do I say? We are in so deep. Lincoln then mentioned the bruises and I felt my skin run cold. My stare turn blank. I know Juice could feel the look.

Things need to change. Especially for us. For our future. Maybe we need to get out of the cartel. Lay low. Leave Charming. Maybe go to Queens.

The next day Juice and I got put into a holding cell.

The guys will be looking for us. Jax especially. When can we go home?