THE LOST BOY ♡♡ JT.♡♡

FLEASH AND BLOOD

Jax pulled Lillith into his arms and held her for a while, he was glad she couldn't see his face, she couldn't see the pain and the tears that rolled down his cheeks. His heart had plummed in his chest as he sat and listened to Lillith explain what she had been through over the past year, how she had been left with the Russians when Jimmy had been killed. Guilt hit him like a train. He had put her there.

"Darling -" He began.

Lillith pulled away from their embrace her eyes wide as they locked on him.

"Don't!" She shook her head. "It's not your fault, I know you got ta Jimmy. What happened after wasn't on you.  I need ya head out of ya arse Jackson! I need to find my son."

Jax blinked his tears away and clenched his jaw, The thought of how Putlova had stripped their newborn son out of his mother's arms filled him with fury, and he took a deep breath to control his anger.

"Our son babe." He uttered. Lillith nodded. "Our night in Ireland." She whispered as she dropped her head. As much as Lillith dreamt of this moment, for Jax to know that she had given him another son, she couldnt help the tightening in her chest as the reality that he already had a family came to the forefront of her mind.

"I know you have your own life, I'm not asking you for anything...after we find our son I'll go back ta Ireland, you don't have ta worry about us... How is Your old lady?" She tried to smile. "And yea new wee one?"

Jax was left speechless as he stared at her.  Who did she think he was? If she thought for one minute he would turn his back on his child she was very much mistaken. He pulled away from her and shrugged his shoulders. Jax hadn't had a minute without her in his head from the second she had gotten into Jimmy's car, she had plagued his every thought. He had fallen in love with a ghost and she had fallen back in his mind. But she had just rejected him as if he were a sperm donor. Jax felt the anger surge through him, not just at the rejection, but at everything that she had been through and especially the fact that once again he had lost a child to the consequences of the club's actions.

"Ma will take you to my house where you will stay." Lilith creased her brows. "The house where I live with my son and only my son." He cupped her face with his hands gently but his jaw ticked under the bush of his beard Lillith knew he was mad. "I'm going to church to figure out how to find our son, then we're going to finish this conversation." 

Without any warning or hesitation, he brought his lips to hers and gently pecked her lips before turning and marching out the cabin door. Lillith followed to the doorway and watched as Jax and his brothers tore out of the cabin driveway, kicking up dust. Lillith brought a hand up to her lips, she could still feel Jax's warm touch. Confused she looked over at Gemma who was learning on the porch. 

"What tha feck ?" Lillith uttered. Gemma's smile widened as she hooked an arm around her. "Come on baby let's get you home." 

"I am not going ta Jackson's, ya taking me ta the clubhouse! If he thinks I'm going ta sit on me arse sipping fecking tea, he is dead wrong!"

"But Jax told me to take you home," Gemma said as a smirk played on her lips, She loved this Irish firecracker, she sure as shit wasn't a sap like Tara. 

"I don't give a shite what Jackson wants! I'm helping find my son and that Russian slag, tha took him from me!" Lilith went over to Piney who had been quietly watching the women from his armchair, she pecked him on his cheek.

"Thank ya for helping me kick tha scum, You're a great man." Piney smiled at her. "You're welcome sweetheart, now go and catch up with your old man and get your kid back." He chuckled loudly as Gemma gave him a what the fuck look.