Where she went (REVISED)

Chapter 23

A/N: Warnings: swearing, violence, slight smut and fingering. 

I woke to find Jax was gone and his side of the bed cold. I sighed standing up and throwing one of his Samcro hoodies on over my leggings.

I walked out to the kitchen to reveal him sitting there with a bottle of whiskey and the two photos of Cameron laid out in front of him.

"Jax..." I said walking behind him and wrapping my arms around him. Jax never had the chance to reply due to his phone going off. Jax looked at the phone to reveal the caller ID read "Clay".

Picking up the phone, Jax finally spoke.

"Hello?" Without another word, Jax immediately stood up without response and grabbed his keys. Slamming his phone shut.

"Where are, you going?" I questioned as he looked back at me.

"Club." I nodded, knowing not to question it.

"I'll come." Jax nodded, I didn't get a chance to change as he grabbed his keys and was out the door.

Jax drove at an inhuman speed. We pulled up to the club and Jax backed the bike in.

"Hey Lassie, how'd you sleep?" Chibs questioned once Jax walked away and over to Clay.

"Alright, he's been tossing and turning all night," I said referring to Jax. Chibs nodded as Jax began to yell.

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY KID?!" I walked next to Opie while we all watched Jax have a sudden outburst. Jax slammed the phone closed and handed it back to Clay. "He said he's not in Belfast, he's somewhere in Vancouver." We all exchanged looks. Jax walked over to the van and put three dents into it.

"Jax, relax," I said walking over to him and cradling his face. Jax took a hold of my wrists with a sigh.

"I know, I'm sorry." I smiled at him before pressing my lips to his.

"You don't have to apologize for anything." Jax smiled and nodded.

"Jax!" Clay called out as we turned to see the club sitting on their bikes. "We need to get going." Nodding his head, Jax went to walk away when I pulled him back by his sleeve.

"Can I come?" The innocent sounding tone made Jax smile.

"I don't see why not, darlin'." I smiled and nodded, heading over to his bike I grabbed a helmet and pulled it on. Jax did the same before climbing onto the bike. Clay looked over to Jax and nodded. Clay started his bike up and we all did the same. Clay went first until we all took off down the road.

Time skip:

Clay pulled up onto the side road while Jax and I followed. We pulled up aside of him and parked our bikes.

"You okay?" Jax questioned taking off his helmet.

"It's my damn hands." Jax and I exchanged looks as he continued to question him.

"Did you shoot them up?" Clay shook his head.

"No, your mom is the only one who does it the best." Jax sighed.

"Well, you're not risking your life riding. I'll ride your bike and (Y/N) will ride mine. We'll get the van to come get you." Clay went to protest when Jax held up his hands. "No excuses." Jax turned his attention back to me. "You still remember how to ride, right?" I nodded my head, my nerves began to rise.

"Uh, yeah." Jax chuckled as he began to speak up.

"Nervous much?" I gently hit him in the shoulder.