To Be With a Teller

Back at it Again

Jax and I had too much on our plate yet again. We had been keeping the baby on the down low. Considering we weren't sure if it was smart for me to put my body through this again.
"I need the blue Mazda!" I called to the boys in the shop. Rat nodded at me and went to fetch the car.

I had been helping with the shop since at this moment it wasn't smart for me to be practicing. It had been about three weeks since we found out about the baby and Jax wasn't really excited nor upset about the situation.
"They will bring it out to you," I smiled at the little old lady in the office.
"Thank you sweetheart," she returned my smile and headed for the parking lot.

I sighed to myself, holding my stomach gingerly. My guts were still turning. Everything felt gross, my body ached and this impending fear bubbled in my chest. What if this baby tried to kill me? My body didn't handle the last one well.

A knock at the office door caught my attention.
"Hey M, Jax just got back. He's been looking for you," Juice spoke as I shut the last binder. I snickered to myself,
"He really didn't try to look that hard then," the man shrugged and motioned for me to follow.
We both stepped out of the office and I noticed a tall, young woman standing next to Jax by a car. My brow furrowed as I looked to Juice to try and clear up the confusion.
"That's Wendy, she's Abel's mom," my chest started to hurt again. She was very pretty, I could see why she got Jax' attention. But I was unsettled.
I knew her past, Gemma made sure to fill me in on everything Jax Teller when I would come home. She spent months in rehab for a drug problem, almost ended up ODing while pregnant with Abel. Something told me to be weary.  Juice and I both walked to meet up with them. Jax seen me coming and sighed.
I wasn't going to start anything, I wasn't the petty jealous type. Standing next to him, I smiled.
"Hi I'm Mira I don't think we have met. Although you probably met my father." No one ever called my dad his first name. I reached my hand for her to shake, but I had clearly interrupted something. I noticed Wendy's confusion and obviously so did Juice as he piped in.
"Her dad was the messenger man, Fuller," she nodded without a real care.
"It didn't take you very long to replace Tara," I was a little taken back of her comment. But part of me knew I must have entered a disagreement.
"I apologize for interrupting. I know you're Abel's mother so I wanted to at least introduce myself," All I wanted was to avoid another jealousy power struggle over the blonde biker bad boy again.
"I'm Wendy," she paused to look at me for a minute and she released the breath she was holding, " I apologize, I didn't mean to be rude. I'm just annoyed today." I smiled at her and glanced at Jax. His face begging me to stop talking to her.
"Juice said you were looking for me," I pointed to the said man and the look he gave Juice was one of annoyance. He shrugged at Jax and headed back for the clubhouse.
"I'll leave you be. Nice meeting you Wendy," I had to be the better person. Or at least try too. Will see how long I can make it last. She nodded at me. I touched Jax shoulder and headed for the clubhouse after Juice. We were about to have a conversation when he was done.

Walking into the clubhouse. Happy and Bobby were sitting at the bar, Chucky was feeding them drinks. Bobby noticed me on my way in.
"Jacky finally talk you into stayin?" I rolled my eyes, knowing that my attempt at leaving Charming was always bound to fail. But our situation right now made my decisions harder. I wanted this baby but did I want to have another kid brought into the mess that was our lives.
Lost in my own thoughts, Bobby broke me from my trance by waving a hand in my face.
"You lose connection?" Happy joked with a deep chuckle.
"I'm sorry guys, just got a lot on my mind. But so far I'll be staying in Charming yes," Bobby clapped my shoulder gently.
"Welcome home young lady," I smiled at him as he gave me a jolly side hug. Happy threw back a shot into his mouth and waved Chucky over.
"Hey Chucky three more please," I waved him off.
"Sorry Hap, I can't. I have to go pick up the boys in an hour." The look of defeat prominent on Happy's face.
"Awe man. You use to be fun before you got kids," I raised a brow at him.
"Hey I'm still fun," happy huffed at my response.
"You know just because you're with Jax doesn't mean your the babysitter all the time." Bobby pointed out. I knew those boys were not my kids but I was with Jax. I mean we hadn't really talked about what we were. Sure he had called me his girlfriend to strangers. But it wasn't like we had really figured it out. It all just kind of happened. Then my brain started to over think. Was he just with me for the child support and to fill in the role? I always have looked into things way too much. I rubbed my temples as I leaned my back against the bar.
"I know but they need someone. Poor Abel hasn't been the same since Tara's death." Bobby nodded and Jax walked into the clubhouse. His cut wrapped around his flannel shirt. He was a very attractive man but part of me wasn't sure about having this baby. He smiled at Bobby and Happy, coming up to join us.
"You want a shot? You're girlfriend is a buzz kill," Happy stated and I rolled my eyes. They didn't know, they couldn't know until we decided what to do.
"Nah I'm good. We have to go pickup the boys," he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I couldn't help but feel safe when I was with him. He and I had been through a lot the last few months. Everything with my dad and the Tuppen brothers. Speaking of, we hadn't heard anything about Micheal Tuppen's death. It was like the police didn't want that info released.
But since the accident in the truck and the warehouse ordeal, Jax has kept me close.
"Suit yourselves, you coming back for the meeting?" Bobby asked as Happy downed the extra whiskey shot.
"Yeah I will. Just gotta take care of the family first," he nudged me. Knowing exactly what he was hinting towards. We were really going to the doctor about the baby.