Juiced

Season 3: Episode 5

Juice sent Katy a text to let her know what happened. Then he headed over to St Thomas to wait for news on Gemma with the rest of the club.

The guys gathered in the church chapel. It would do as their own chapel for today.

Bobby brought up the mercenary they had discussed before. Time was ticking if they still wanted to use him.

"Pull the trigger," Jax told him. "I'm making sure my mom's okay then I'm heading north." He was worried about Gemma but he had to remain focused on what mattered. Abel. The others agreed. They still planned to go with him. Bobby reminded them that they still needed money in order to go ahead with that plan.

Tig turned to Juice, "Okay, these drugs we took from the rednecks, what are we looking at?"

"Steroids and Adderall I can dump on the street. The rest of it is that HIV shit. It's gotta be peddled to the clinics," Juice thought back to his childhood in Queens. Dealing drugs on the street was the first thing he ever got locked up for. He hoped this deal would be a bit more straightforward.

Jax looked thoughtful, "You should go to Lumpys, see if you can unload the steroids," Lumpy was a friend of the club. An elderly Jewish man that ran a boxing gym in Charming. He didn't condone the use of steroids himself but there were others in the gym that might.

"Okay," Juice replied, "I'll call the Chicken Man, sure he'll gladly suck up the Adderall," he smiled thinking about the strange little man they had had dealings with in the past.

Tara popped her head round the door of the chapel. The men all stopped talking and turned to see who it was. She looked straight to Jax, "Gemma's awake, she wants to talk to you," Jax nodded, leaving the room but Tara lingered in the doorway. Seeing her made Juice think of Katy again. He hadn't heard from her. He wasn't worried yet though. It had been late when they got back last night and it was still early now. She was most likely still sleeping.

"Chibs, Juice, can I talk to you for a minute," Tara looked between both of the men. Juice looked at Chibs, confusion on his face as he followed the older man from the room.

"Katy was brought in last night," Tara told them, Juice immediately started asking questions but Tara held up a hand to silence him. "Unser found her at the side of the road near Chigger Woods. Half her face caved in, a bloody knife in her hand. She's sedated at the moment but I can take you to see her. Once she wakes up Unser will need a statement, we'll find whoever did this."

Juice was shell shocked. How could this happen. He had been gone less than a day. He started planning in his head how he could have her protected when he left to go North.

Tara led them to her room then left to join Jax with Gemma.

Chibs was the first one through the door to her hospital room. His face full of rage as he looked down at his daughter. She was almost unrecognisable. Bandages covering her left eye, bruises visible all over her face and neck. He sat down in the chair beside her, remembering when she had sat beside his bedside all those months ago. He looked up at Juice. Expecting to see his own rage mirrored back. He was surprised at what he saw instead.
Pure concern etched his face. Juice moved slowly towards her, then gently started stroking her hair. "Who would do this?" He said softly. His eyes reaching Chibs' "I dunno," the Scot replied, "but I'll find them, and I'll fucking kill them," he said a look of steely determination in his eyes. Juice nodded. "Tara said Unser brought her in? We should talk to him, see what he can tell us," Juice suggested, his eyes never leaving Katy. He blamed himself. How could he have let this happen. He should have been with her. Protected her. How was he supposed to focus on drug deals while she was lying in a hospital bed. The same thought seemed to be crossing Chibs mind. "I'll get one of the new prospects to come watch her. Get him to call us as soon as she wakes up. She wouldn't want us sitting here with oor thumbs up oor arses," Chibs pulled his phone from pocket already dialing.