Blue Angel

Our Three Kings

The past few days had been strangely peaceful. Scarlet and Jax had done a lot of talking and a lot of planning. The club has been overwhelmingly supportive; Scarlet teased all members about their hovering. The only one who seemed supportive but rather distant was none other than Gemma.

She would smile and keep peaceful, so to speak, with Scarlet but there was some clear undertone tension between the two women. With Scarlet now having Jax's baby and Gemma not being an ol' lady of the club it was fair to say Gemma felt threatened. Scarlet could sense it, she breathed it in and fed off the energy of it. Gemma would have to learn that Scarlet was his Queen now.

Gemma was still taking care of the books for Teller Morrow but Scarlet was moving in on handling clubhouse orders and giving out task to the 'eaters. The way Gemma watched Scarlet's every move wasn't unnoticed by the new expecting mother but for the sake of Jax it was ignored.

Jax knew if he didn't keep Scarlet busy with clubhouse crap the soon to be mother would be bored and out running around getting into trouble that he didn't need her to be in right now. Scarlet knew it was all mostly busy work but she agreed it to because she knew she would be off doing things she shouldn't be either. This was proven to be hard for her, the pregnancy hadn't fully became real to her. She still had a flat stomach, her morning sickness was not as up front as it was the first few weeks, the ultrasound she had as emotionally overwhelmed as she was to see her baby, she only recognized it as a chicken nugget.

If Scarlet was being honest she was afraid the expected excitement that comes with a new child would never reach her. At times she felt Jax was more animated about the whole thing then her but she was always good at hiding her true emotions through her smile. Something she picked up at an early age.

Doubts over doubts ran constant through her mind everyday. What would she do when there was a baby here? Would she know what to do when it cried? What if it got sick? How would that be handled? Would Jax come home to a mess everyday? Would she lose herself in the midst of it all? On top of a new baby, could she juggle a six year old on top of it.

The thoughts rolled around faster each time, more clear, more upfront. Becoming light headed she leaned her hands on the bar table, shutting her eyes, telling herself to breath. She knew if she would move she would hit the floor like a ton of bricks but she refused to do so; Scarlet was to stubborn to pass out by her deluge thoughts.

"You okay there, sweetheart" Gemma came up next to her leaning confidently with her back towards the bar. Scarlet didn't acknowledge the mature woman while she brought herself back down to reality. "You oughta be home resting. Taking care of that baby."

Scarlet pushed off the counter top, lifting her eyes to Gemma in a daring matter. "I don't need you telling me how to take care of mine. I see how you still try to get Jax to suck your tit."

Gemma scoffed a laugh, looking down at Scarlet unamused by the undercutted joke. "You know you should really learn your place and fast. Make no mistake, you might be sucking the king's cock but I run this shit. Jax wants you to stay busy? Fine. But I am Queen around here and I will take out the trash if I need to."

Scarlet smiled at the threat, unphased by it. "Gemma, both your kings are dead. Let me make something clear, you can take out the trash as you so call it, but I have probably had more bodies disappear then Our Three Kings put together. You are grandma, that is all." With that said Scarlet walked away from the aged woman who eyed her like a lion watching its prey.

Gemma grabbed Scarlet by the elbow, flipping her to face her, glaring down deep into the eyes of her son's new found love. "What Jax said to you, about it not being his? You have to know he meant some truth to that. You show up and turn /my/ family upside down, needing to find your answers and now suddenly knocked up by the one man who can give you the most. You are walking on thin ice with me, sweetheart."

Scarlet shrugged her arm free, balling her fist, wanting to deck the mother of all of Charming. She knew that what Jax said the other day about the baby came from some sort of truth. With as much as Jax was trying to heal the wound he tore open inside her it would always somewhat be open. It would always sit in the back of her head wondering if that would be in the back of his own. Scarlet knew it was his, there was no other person it could be but until she gave birth it would be a question everyone would silently be asking. Iit will be the darkness that she will have to walk in until she could provide the proof she knew Jax would never formally ask for.

"What's going on here?" Jax had walked up to both of the ladies of his life. He looked between them truly concerned, picking up on the thick air circling around them.

Scarlet smiled at Gemma as she naturally moved into Jax's arms. His eyes stayed on Gemma placing a kiss on top of the dark haired beauty's hair. "Yeah, I had a bit of a morning sickness spell and Ma was just making sure I was ok. It was over before it began, baby."

Both his strong arms wrapped around Scarlet, giving her a quick squeeze. "Baby, why don't you go to the back apartment. Go lay down I'll come in and lay down with you until we have to take back off." Scarlet smirked at Gemma, kissing Jax cheek as his hand lightly swatted her ass.

Walking back to the room she was stopped by Tig who pulled her into a hug. He had caught more of the show down between Gemma and Scarlet then his President brother had. "Everything between you and mama bear all good?" He whispered, kissing her temple. Scarlet smiled nodding; she was never one to hand out her issues to anyone but herself. "She is just testing you, making sure you can handle the life. We all know you can, hell I seen that you can. She'll warm up to you."

"Yeah the thing about that is I tend to be a bit cold hearted. She might warm up to me but it's me warming up to her ya'll should be worried about Tiggy. Just being honest." Tig erupted in a low chuckle as Scarlet walked away, heading back into the apartment letting out a tired breath she pulled back the sheets crawling into bed just as the door cracked open. Scarlet sighed looking up as Jax walked in shrugging off his kutte shooting her a wink. He got into bed gathering her in his arms, holding her close to him. It was one of those moments words didn't need to be said. They could feel each other's thoughts.

"Don't worry about my mother. I will deal with whatever she has going on in her twisted head." Jax finally spoke just as Scarlet was falling asleep. Her tired eyes opened partly, turning so she was now face to face with Jax who also looked tired but seemed to be fighting sleep off.

"I am not worried about her, retirement of an old lady, slash queen, must be a hard adjustment. Don't you worry baby, I'll help her adjust, be comfortable." Jax chuckled at Scarlet's words, brushing the loose strands of hair from her face. He smiled locking his lips over hers in a loving kiss. When Jax pulled back their eyes met, both amused with the light hearted conversation but the love they felt for one another was what took precedence. It was quick, it was hard, and it was messy but it was real.