Going Home

Chapter 25

Edited

Bobby checked on Juice before heading out to the kitchen to make himself a tea. He saw Daniel sitting at the table and looking at his phone. "You waiting for a call?" Bobby asked, taking Daniel away from his thoughts.

"Tasha was supposed to call to let me know they were good. You heard from them?" he asked.

Bobby shook his head. "Not yet." he sighed as he poured his tea. "But until they do, why don't you explain to me what the fuck is going on."

Daniel nodded and took a deep breath before slowly letting it out. "I've been working both sides of this. I had been doing free lance with Lowen for awhile and when Tasha's name came up on his radar I figured shit was gonna hit the fan. So I did what I had to do to keep her safe. That's when I emailed her about the hit." he went on to explain. "Lowen is not going to stop until he takes SAMCRO out. After Hale came to him, he had this obsession with Charming and the MC. He kept mentioning a John Teller. I didn't ask her about it because I was too focused on getting her out of this mess. But it seems Hale and Roosevelt had a different plan."

Bobby sat back in his chair trying to take all this information in. "Do you know what Lowen had said about John?" he asked.

Daniel shook his head, "Nah, but he has an obsession with him and the entire Teller legacy. He hasn't talked much about it, only saying he was going to take it out, along with the MC."

Bobby got up from his chair and grabbed his phone from his pocket. "Keep an eye on Juice. I have a phone call to make."

Jax and Tasha sat and watched Happy while Tig, Chibs and Quinn kept Roosevelt at arm's length. They had yet to discuss the ramifications of Tasha's actions and they weren't going to worry about it yet. She looked over to Sam and motioned for her to come over. She had to ask as much as she could, while she could.

"Is he going to wake up?" she asked Sam.

Sam looked at her, with sad eyes. "We don't know yet. The only way to know is to take him off the sedation and bring him out of the coma."

Tasha nodded and looked over at him. "Can you do it?" Her eyes moved back to Sam.

"Sweetheart, I need a doctor here. And with the lock down, I doubt there will be one here." Just then she got an idea. "But I know someone who can get one here." she said looking over to Roosevelt.

Tasha looked over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes at him. "Maybe."

Lowen sat in the waiting room finally getting through to his men. "How did she get away?" he growled into the phone.

"That piece of shit Daniel helped her." he said. "She took off with the idiot with the tattoos on his head and the creepy guy."

"Find them." he growled as he hung up the phone.

Steffon came over to his boss and sat next to him. "Nurses won't tell me shit." he sighed. "Did you hear from the others?"

Lowen nodded and leaned in closely. "They got away. That piece of shit, Daniel, helped. Can you tell me why that would happen after you explicitly told me that this was going to work?"

His number two furrowed his brow. "I dunno boss. Everything checked out with him. His hate for the club, wanting to get even with the girl for shit from the past."

Lowen shook his head, trying to keep his anger in check. It would do them no good if he exploded now. He watched as the nurses scrambled around and read the monitor. A patient was crashing. He wondered if it was the outlaw. He watched as the doors of the ICU opened and the Lieutenant walked into the waiting area, grabbing a nurse and a doctor with a crash cart, escorting them back towards the way he came.