This Is...A Happy Home

Two!

A few years go by, I am now 20. Jax has been married and divorced to a woman named Wendy, since I was little. She is now pregnant with his baby. Even though she is a junkie, and that is why her and Jax divorced. Also, the fact it's right person wrong time. 

One day, I ride in to the clubhouse parking lot on my Harley, that I got for my 18th. I get off my Harley after parking it up. I notice the new prospect is cutting a deer from a car. I decide to go over to them and look at Jax. "Um, what the hell is going on?" I ask so confused. Jax chuckles, "no idea," he says watching the whole thing. I observe as my brother leans against the tow truck. "Just seems like this prospect could be a little special," I giggle, "He is quite cute though," I add. Jax looks at me and chuckles more, "You think?" he asks. I giggle again, "Yeah I do think so," I smile.  "Oh, that's good then," he says. I think about Chibs and smile slightly. "Do you think that is better than having a crush on Chibs?" I ask. Jax looks back at me wondering what sort of question that would be. "yeah, maybe," he says. I nod my head as he says that. "Don't worry, I'm all grown up, I won't have a crush on Chibs if you don't want me to," I say. Jax gives me an odd look as if to say what am I on about. "It's up to you at the end of the day," he tells me showing that he has no problem with it. "Yeah I know, but you didn't seem that keen on me having a crush on Chibs before," I remind him. Jax sighs. "I know and I'm sorry about that," he says. "It's okay. Oh mum wants to know if we're still on for that meal tomorrow evening," I say. Jax grins. "Yeah I think I am," he says. I smile at this. "Great, and oh she wants you to swing by storage and look for some of the old baby stuff. You want me to come with you?" I say. "Yeah, okay I can do that and yes if you want to," he says. "Sure I can do that," I smile, "Just let me know when you want to go," I tell him as I head inside the clubhouse.

I go over to the bar and grab myself a drink before seeing the lads go in to chapel for church. I sigh to myself as I down a shot of tequila. "Lex, you coming?" Bobby asks. I get off the bar stool and walk in to chapel, looking at the lads as I go to sit in the corner. My mum doesn't know about me going in to the meetings, since, she will hate it so much. That's why I normally go in when she isn't around. The lads trust me with their life. Jax and Chibs both smile at me as I sit in the corner. I smile back at them as I listen in to the meeting.

"With the explosion that happened at Blue bird, we are going to get back at the Mayans," Clay says. "Yeah, well we can sort something out I'm sure," Tig says. Clay looks over at me. "Any ideas?" he asks. I smile loving that Clay always let me raise my opinion. "What if you play them at their own game? They just wanted the guns right, you got to find out why and put a strategy in place to get them back. Find where their head quarters are and steal them back," I smirk. The lads listen to what I have to say. "That doesn't sound too bad," Bobby says. Chibs grins, "No I guess that it doesn't," he says. Clay grins, "That's settled then, find out where the Mayans head quarters are and come back to think of a strategy," he says, "Everyone in agreement?" he asks. The lads nod their heads as they all agree. Clay bangs the gavel on the table, before, getting up from the table. "We should have you in meetings more often," Tig grins. "I would love to, but, you know my mother would kill me," I smirk as we leave chapel. "Wouldn't she just," Jax says. "You wanting to go to storage now?" I ask as he looks at me. "Yeah okay," he grins.

We get our bikes and head to the storage area where Gemma has some of our old stuff in storage. I begin looking through the boxes. "There's a nice car seat over there, that would be great for Abel," I say, showing it him. "Yeah that would be good," Jax says, looking at it and smiles. I put the car seat to one side and carry on looking around. I come across a box that says our father's name. "Jax," I call. I lift the box up and put it in front of us before looking at him. "Yeah?" he asks as he comes over and notices what I have in front of me. "Oh wow. What's that?" he asks. I open the box and notice a lot of old photos. "I don't know," I say, before, spotting some kind of transcript of a book. I read the beginning. For my son Thomas, may he rest in peace, my son Jackson and my baby daughter Lexie. May they never know the chaos of the club. "Seems like dad may have written a novel or something" I say. I hand it to him. "Really, let me look," he says as he takes it from me. "Seems like it is all about the club" I tell him as he looks through it. "Yeah, it does, doesn't it," he says. I think about what mum would say. "Maybe we should keep it a secret from mum," I say. He nods his head. "Yeah, that's a good idea," he agrees, closing up the transcript. "We should head back to the clubhouse," I say. I pick up the car seat. He nods his head once again and we head back.