His Nurse|| Jax Teller

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Charlottes pov
I'm at work when I hear a commotion and I rush over seeing an overdosing pregnant woman on the stretcher. How could someone be so cruel and selfish? Choose drugs over the care for your own child? I shake it off and Tara asks me to do the surgery to remove the baby. Where's the father? I scrub in and watch the surgery and help when needed. He's too small. It breaks my heart to see.

He has a hole in his heart and a defect. Poor guy. Tara tells me "find Gemma, the lady that came with her and tell her the news. If there's a man with her, about 6ft tall, blue eyes, that's the father, Jax, tell him as well." I nod and go in the waiting room to see a whole group of bikers. I'm new to charming still but I was made aware of the sons of anarchy immediately.

I say "family of Wendy Teller?" They all pop up. Fun. The only woman asks "how's my grandbaby?" The air around her and the group in general intimidates me. "You're Gemma right?" I ask and she nods and I ask "where's the babies father and her husband?" "Here" said man speaks and tells me "we're all family it's okay to speak freely Darlin" wow he's pretty..

"Speak doc" Gemma says impatiently. "I'm not the doctor on the case, just a nurse. But the baby is months premature with a genetic heart defect, and a tear in his abdomen" I speak. "Is he gonna make it?" A voice says. A grey haired man with a pudgy face, also intimidating, his patch reading 'president'

I say "he has a long road ahead of him. We can't be certain but Tara is a great doctor and we will do all that we can. Wendy is in-" Gemma cuts me off "we don't care for the junkie sweetheart. She's the cause of this" I nod understanding where she's coming from. I explain "he's going to have to spend his recovery time here in an incubator on medications to flush him of whatever Wendy took, and to help his defect and when he's strong enough he'll need surgery to fix the tear in his stomach" footsteps "nurse Fitzgerald?" A voice says. Tara. I ask "yes Dr Knowles?" "We're doing the surgery on the baby now, it cannot wait as i thought it could. Scrub in" she tells me looking behind me and I turn and see jax is what she's staring at but he looks at me and tells tara "I want her on his case on his care 24/7" what? Why? Why me? I nod and tell him "I'll do everything I can for your son" he nods. I turn and say "I'll be back with updates on him for you all" "darlin wait!" That voice says "yes mr teller?" I ask. He smirks. Fuck. "I didn't catch your name. And please. Call me Jax" I send him a soft smile "Charlotte" and I walk faster to Tara and she warns me "don't fall into them nurse Fitzgerald. They aren't good news"

Everyone tells me that but why? They seemed fine to me? We scrub in and start the long surgery on Abel.

Jax's pov
Damn she's pretty. Must be new here. "Really?" A voice says. I turn and see opie "what? Just wanna know about the nurse who's helping save my son" I reply. He rolls his eyes "you can tell that to everyone but not me Jax. She's your sons nurse. Do you really wanna tap that and mess up whatever good opportunity he has at good care?"

For some reason the thought of me treating her like every other woman makes me sick. She didn't bat her eyelashes. She didn't pass at me. She just simply...interacted. With my mother, handled it well even though I can read that she was intimidated. She handled it well. She didn't protest about us not wanting to know about Wendy. She nodded and even seemed to understand it. I know Tara would've pushed the information onto us. But Charlotte didn't. Charlotte....it's fitting for her. She's got brown thick curls that I know would fall down her back if it weren't tied up, hazel eyes and pale skin. She's thin but has a nice size pair of tits and long legs. She's still a tiny little thing compared to me. I can look right over her.

I shake my head "this is different....I don't know how or why yet but it is" pacing anxiously. Pause hearing footsteps. Something fills me at the sight of tara....disappointment? She says "the surgery went smoothly. He's in a room with nurse Fitzgerald now. Wendy is doing okay as well." Gemma says "we don't care" "she's overdosed and will have a long recovery ahead of her and will need family on her side" she continues and I cut her off "where's my son?"

She nods "ill lead you to him but two at a time" my mother and I go and ignore her attempts at talking about Wendy. How can she do this? Yes I haven't been the best to her. Fucking any woman I can get to open her legs for me. Staying at the club. But that's mostly because of how temperamental, erratic, and toxic she is. It's often hard to breathe around Wendy. I fell outta love with her. Not that I think there was much of it anyway. I found out she was using and tried. To be there, to get her clean. But she wouldn't do it.

Then she told me she was pregnant. She promised she was getting clean for the sake of the baby. We got more and more toxic. Arguments were a constant. And I got more and more miserable and fell deeper and deeper into crow eaters. But she continuously said she was clean and withdrawals were why she was sick and thinner than usual. I believed her like a fucking idiot and now my son is paying for it. I've served her with divorce papers over a year ago now. She's refused to sign them. Saying we can make it and work it out. I already cut my losses with Wendy long ago.

We walk into the room to see Charlotte taking his vitals and making sure his incision is holding and whatnot. I can see the genuine care she has for him. It fills me with...I don't know what. Her eyes meet mine "I can come back later"

I shake my head "do what you need to do Darlin" she nods and my mother stays a bit before leaving to the bathroom and Tara has left already as well. She asks "does he have a name yet?" I ask her "will he make it?" Her eyes soften looking at me once more. Damn those eyes. "I'm trained to not get people's hopes up. But I have a good feeling about your son Jax. He's stronger than any full term baby I've seen in his condition. So...don't give up on him. He needs his dad. I know uh...you won't want Wendy around after she recovers. He needs any family and love he can get. He might be small but...I've learned that babies can pick up when they're surrounded by love or something else" she rambles. I speak his name "Abel" she looks my way "beautiful name" with a smile writing it.

"What made you want to be a nicu nurse?" I ask. She chuckles "I'm not. Im still deciding exactly what I want to do. Todays the day to shadow tara. Tomorrow I'll be in trauma, and after that neurology...that was the plan. But I have Abel to look after now" I say "you didn't need to accept it by the way. I just....saw the way you cared and carried yourself and figured it's a good thing for him to have" staring at my son.

"Thank you for entrusting me with your son. Must be hard for you to trust anyone with him right about now" she tells me. I take her hand in mine and give it a short squeeze "something in me just told me to trust you with him and all of this. And I am" she sends me a smile "I won't let you down. Or Abel" I ask her "why haven't you told me about Wendy yet?" She tells me "I didn't think you'd want to hear about the woman that's addiction did this to your son? Who has the heart defect in the family?" "My mom, and I used to but it was slight and healed up. And now Abel has it. Is it bad?" I ask. "It's too soon to tell just how bad a toll this will take in his future but...with the right meds and care and frequent dr visits and he heals fine from this...I don't think it's a terrible case. But again it's too soon to tell quite yet" I nod "you know a lot. I'd have thought you were a doctor not a nurse" she tells me "my dad has it. The condition. It was bad for a while. But he's better now. Just like you" I nod "what time you get out of here?" She tells me "pulling a...triple I guess you can say. So I don't get out until about noon tomorrow" what? How can that be okay and legal? I grab her notepad and write my number "here. In case of emergency...and anything else you might wanna talk to me about Darlin" she blushes now taking it "thanks" I wink at her "no problem"