My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy - A Juice (Sons of Anarchy) Story

Family Business

Later that night, Clay went home to Gemma, and told her the entire truth. Gemma didn't know whether to feel relieved, angry, sad, or happy. If it's possible, she felt a little bit of them all and then some. As much as she wanted to call Nicky up and share his confession, she couldn't. Not only was it not her place, but she knew she was already overwhelmed with Juice being hurt. She couldn't add this to her plate until Juice was safe at St Thomas. 

Nicky had been at the hospital since the incident at Teller-Morrow. She was running on over twenty-four hours of no rest, but couldn't stop herself. An empty room was prepared for Juice, which she demanded to be ready. And once everything was set up for his arrival, she rested in the break room. Sitting in on one of the couches, she eventually dozed off, only to be shaken awake by Tara less than an hour later. "He's here."

"Oh my God, I fell asleep." She groaned, angry at herself. "When did he get here?"

"They're bringing him in now. Have you gotten any sleep?"

"Yeah."

"When?" 

"Just now." Nicky couldn't be bothered with the meaningless questions now. 

"You need to get some rest, Nicky."

"I can't worry about that right now. I have got to see him." Tara had no intentions of stepping out of Nicky's way until she heard what she wanted. "I'll get some sleep when I know he's okay, alright?"

"Okay." Tara sighed, not fully believing her, but it was enough for now. She moved out of the way and allowed her to leave the employee lounge. Nicky rushed down the halls in the direction of his room, and arrived just in time to see him being brought in his room on a stretcher. Tara was hot on her heels, knowing she'd have to fill her in before she flipped. 

"Why isn't he awake? Is he okay?" 

"They gave him something to put him to sleep for the ride over. Apparently he was in a lot of pain, but insisted on leaving as soon as possible. Doctors there said he wouldn't stop complaining and they are happy we're taking him off their hands. This was the solution." Tara gestured towards Juice who about completely knocked out. A smile almost cracked Nicky's face. It came as no surprise Juice was a bad patient and demanded to leave. He did it for her. 

Another nurse came in and set Juice up with monitors and an IV. Hospital policy wouldn't allow her to do it because of her personal involvement with him. They said some sexist shit about how she could become too emotional and make a mistake, leaving the hospital at fault. Juice looked worn and his skin had paled from the blood loss and pain. Nicky still put this whole ordeal on herself. Once the nurse left, Nicky sat at his bed side, holding his hand, and had no intention of moving until he woke. 

Over at the Morrow household, their morning wasn't going too well either. Gemma and Clay sat at the table with coffee, discussing what happened in lock up with Jax, and what they were going to do about Nicky. Tara had called Gemma not ten minutes before informing them Juice had arrived and Nicky was, of course, there taking care of him. Just as she had done with Chibs. 

"You've got to tell her. As soon as possible." Gemma insisted. 

"It would be better if...-"

"No, Clay. No. The longer you wait, the worse it will be. I don't want to keep this from her, and you can't ask me to." Clay shook his head. He knew as soon as Nicole came to town, he should have put a ban on her involvement with anyone in the club. None of this would be happening if he did. "I care a lot about her. She was raised right. The fall out of this won't be pleasant, but it'll pass. This needs to be done. What was done, was for the best. Look at the woman she turned out to be. What you did was right, and I will back you for it."