This Is...A Happy Home

Twenty One!

During the aftermath, we are sent back to solitary and from there I am being lead out to be sent back to the women's prison. "I will find out who you are and where you live. Then I'm going to kill you," I say no longer crying, I am still in a state of shock though. The guard turns to Jax in front of me. "You should be lucky that Lexie wasn't raped and slaughtered, because it could have so easily been her," he smirks. Jax frowns finding him disgusting, he hopes I will carry out my promise. I am lead away to the prison van, whilst Jax is taken to his meeting.

Afterwards, he gets released back to the general room. Tig is the first one to spot him before the others do. Chibs is so worried about me because of the state I was in when we watched Opie die. "Jax I want to say how sorry I am man, I know this is all my fault and I am so sorry," Tig says feeling ever so guilty. "It's okay Tig," Jax says even though he is a bit angry at Tig. If they weren't in this mess Opie would still be alive. "It's not though is it. Chibs is over there worried to death about Lexie because she is in a really bad state. And you, you just lost your best friend," he says. Jax sighs as he says this, since he is also worried about me. "I know that Tig ok. I'm dealing with it in my own way," he says. Tig quietens down and lets Jax get on with his grief. Chibs sees Jax come up to him, "What happens now?" he asks wondering what the plan is. He can't stop thinking about the state I was in before I left to go back to the women's prison. "I guess we get released," Jax tells him.

Next day comes around and we leave county. I'm still in such a state. We arrive at the clubhouse and I walk inside and go straight to the bar as I lean over and grab a bottle of vodka. Chibs follows me. Tara goes to comfort Jax as she strokes his face and hugs him. "I'm sorry baby," she says. Jax hugs her back feeling so upset. I down some of the vodka needing it to block the mental images of Opie's death. Chibs tries to take the bottle from me. "Not a good idea," he says. I shake my head at him as I stop him from grabbing it off me. "Yeah to you it isn't," I say. Chibs manages to grab the bottle out of my hand. "No, think of our daughter," he tells me. I stop fighting with him hating how he brought our child in to this. "Fine." I grow, pushing past him to sit down on one of the sofas.

Tara glances over at me as she withdraws from Jax. "How's she doing?" she asks. Jax looks over at me as well, "She's not coping at all," he admits knowing Opie's death has rocked everyone, but for me and him it's hit us the most. A tear falls down my face. "I mean Opie was like a second brother to her. To both of you. You both grew up with Ope. Ope looked after her from day one," Tara says hating to see us in so much pain. "I know," Jax says sadly. Tara gives him a slight smile whilst stroking his face again. "Does your mum know?" she asks knowing Gemma would be upset about this as well, since they were close. "No, not yet." Jax says not having the heart to tell his mother yet. He knew the heartbreak it will cause her.

The chapel is eerily too quiet as we have our meeting. I ain't really paying attention to what my brother is saying. Instead I zone out and play with my wedding ring. It doesn't feel right without Opie. He should be here. My brother changes the topic to us agreeing to Pope's terms and sees how it goes. "We could use it as an advantage, because if we keep it good with Pope then we keep it good with black," Jax says as I bring my attention back in to the room. I am so emotionally drained and it shows on my face. "What about the guys who killed Ope?" Happy asks. Jax shakes his head not wanting retaliation yet, which he explains to the lads. "The home invasions could be black," Clay pipes up. "We are throwing Pope a lot of trust," a nomad says. My head snaps in their direction. They know nothing. Why are they here if they don't know nothing? Opie should be here. He should be in that seat not him. "It isn't trust, it is fear," I speak up. The lads turn their attention towards me amazed to hear me speak. "Right now he controls is. We got to buy time to change that," I tell them. A vote happens on what we spoke about. "I will set up a meeting with Pope to push him on the home invasions, until then we need to be ready for Opie's body arriving this afternoon," Jax informs us, before banging the gavel.