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I parked the jeep outside Jason's apartment and ran up the stairs quickly, hoping he was home. I pulled out the key he gave me a while back and opened his door, walking in. to my surprise the normally bright apartment was dim and almost black. "Jase?" I called out, but no one answered.

When I turned the lights on I could see the full mess of the place... Beer bottles everywhere and dirty clothes piled in different parts of the condo. I sighed while I walked to the gross looking kitchen and pulled out a garbage bag, then went to work.

Every thirty minutes I would take a break and try calling his phone, but it went to voicemail.

I threw the full garbage bags down the chute and sat down on the couch, now just waiting for him to get back. I dialed his number again, but I narrowed my eyes when I could hear a phone ringing and getting louder and louder until the door opened, and Jase declined the call, not realizing I was in front of him.

I raised my brow, feeling anger rise in me. "The fuck is up with you." I stood up.

"What the fuck!" he jumped, reaching behind his back, but then dropped his hand to his side when he realized it was me.

"Ignoring my calls now?" I glared.

He rolled his eyes before passing me and walking over to the kitchen, "Thanks for reminding me, I need to change the fucking locks," he spat. I watched as he opened a beer and chugged half one go.

His face still looked messed up, but the bruises were going down. "Stay at the club with me," I said, walking over to him. he just looked down at me, not saying anything. "You always said you wanted to get into bed with me," I joked.

He breathed out in amusement before taking another chug. "Why do you care so much?" he asked, "Not even my family cares."

"I am your family too, you mean so much to me Jase, whatever you are stuck in, we can get you out." I said quietly.

He placed his beer down on the counter and rubbed his eyes, "This isn't something I can just get out of, and they are big... bigger than Samcro." I raised my brow, wondering how he knew about Samcro and how big they are, not even i know the full details of how big they actually are.

"Do they talk about samcro?"i asked.

He bit his lip before reaching for the beer and taking a swig. "Robin, if I let you know all these things, it puts you in danger."

"I'd rather be in danger with you than you being out there alone and leaving me in the dark, let us help you Jase." He sighed and shook his head slightly before answering

"Samcro can't help me." he sighed

"They can try." i gave him a smile and placed my hand on his.


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I bit my lip as Jase entered the club house with everyone. "They wouldn't be angry or anything at him right?" I asked Gemma.

"I don't know, but he's a good kid, they won't be too hard unless he holds back." She answered and I sighed, not feeling any better about this. "What did he say to you?" she asked

"Nothing, he doesn't want to involve me at all." I huffed.

She nodded, "Then they shouldn't be too hard, he didn't put you in danger, as far as I hear, he wasn't against the club, he will be good." She assured me.

She pulled me into TM office and I helped her out with some paperwork she had to deal with, but I couldn't get my mind off Jase and what might be going on in there. But I was more worried about what this gang might do to us for taking in a former member of theirs.

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