Blood vs. Loyalty

Better Half

Holly was on the phone with her aunt when there was a knock on the door. She got up and went to answer the door, letting the agents in.

"Aunt Lisa, can I call you back? I have company."
"Yeah, I guess. But this is important, Holly."
"I know it's important. And I will call you back. But I have something that's requiring my attention in front of me."
"Fine, Holly. Thanks for listening."

She rolled her eyes as her aunt hung up the phone, looking at the agents.

"Can I help you with something?"
"I'm agent June Stahl and I wanted to ask you a few questions if I could."
"I guess that's fine. What do you want?"
"I'm just wondering why you didn't stick with the plan your parents set out for you. I mean, you got accepted to Harvard, Yale, Sarah Lawrence, and quite a few other colleges. And yet, you didn't go to any of them. Why not?"
"I hated school. Just because I did really well in school, doesn't mean anything. I found my happiness in life. I have people that I love and care about that love me in return and go out of their way to take care of me as well."
"Fair enough. Do you have any idea what Sons of Anarchy gets up to?"
"No, I don't. And it's really not my business. I'm just a friend."
"I saw the pictures Kohn took."

Stahl pulled out some pictures from a folder, putting them down in front of Holly.

"And I've seen you with Mr. Teller. You look like more than a friend to me."
"We've known each other our entire lives. Our dads created Sons of Anarchy together. Feelings were bound to blossom."
"Why not between you and Harry Winston?"
"They did but nothing ever came of it. Opie took my virginity. And then I introduced him to the woman that would become his wife."
"I think you know more than you let on. And I think you're an idiot to allow your parents' dream for you to die with them. That's a little selfish, don't you think?"

Holly's jaw clenched in anger, glaring at Stahl, who was smirking at her.

"First off, bitch: even if I did know what the guys got up to, I would never tell you. I'm not a snitch and I'm not in the habit of hurting the people I love. Second: the only thing I know about the guys of SAMCRO is that they all have HUGE dicks, know how to use them, throw wild parties and are fiercely loyal to those they love. And third: you can leave my house now. And the next time you come anywhere near me, you'd better make damn sure that my lawyer is standing next to me. Until then, no comment, no comment, no comment."

Holly went to the door and held it open for Stahl and the other agent, hearing Jax's bike pull in as they left, glaring at them as they walked out.

"And one more thing, don't talk to me about Kohn. He's a psychopath that deserves to rot in hell for the things he's done to Tara and me."

Their first fight as a couple and it started over something that would be crazy to anyone else. Holly had made a joke to ease the tension and it didn't go over well. Holly was currently sitting in an armchair, listening to Jax rant at her. And then he said the magic words. The words that sent Holly into a frenzy.

"You're being a bitch. Stop it."
"I'm being a bitch? Did you really just say that to me, Teller?"
"Yes, I did. And I meant it."
"If you really meant it then you can walk your ass out of my house and go back to the bitch that's packing her shit and getting ready to leave."
"I don't want Tara."
"If you're willing to throw 'bitch' around then you obviously don't want me either."
"You know I want you. But you can't say shit like that. It's not a joke."
"It was a joke. And I know you don't really want me because you're taking this so fucking seriously. You know I would never rat. If I were gonna rat on you, on the club, do you think I'd still be in Charming? I'd be halfway around the fucking world by now and you would never find me. I'm not stupid, Jackson."
"I never said you were."
"No, but apparently you think I'm an inappropriate bitch. So fine. Then that's what I am. But I'm not gonna waste my time with someone that's gonna point that shit out when I don't deserve it. I've been through that kind of relationship before and I won't do it again."

She glared at him, her arms crossed across her chest.

"So what's it gonna be, Jax? Are you gonna take back what you just said?"
"No."
"Then you can get out and I'll just see you the next time there's a SAMCRO party. Maybe I'll sleep with Tig again. He was fun."
"That's really not funny."
"Neither is being called a name by the man I love who knows why I hate that word so fucking much."

Holly walked into the clubhouse, looking around for Jax, going back to his room, knocking on his door. He'd called her and asked her to come over.

"Jax? It's me. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, come on in, babe."

She walked in and closed the door behind her, sitting down on the bed, looking at him.

"You wanted to see me?"
"I wanted to apologize for earlier. I shouldn't have gone off the deep end with your joke. ATF's trying to use RICO in any place they can and they were going after all the women. It was tense and I didn't handle that shit well. And I'm sorry."

She nodded, looking at him.

"Maybe I shouldn't have made that joke, but you didn't handle it right at all, Jax. I'm not with him anymore, but the scars he left behind are still there. I don't need new ones."

She watched as he came over to her, getting onto his knees in front of her and taking her hands.

"Holly Skye Pavlov, I swear to you on my son's health, that I will never lay my hands on you in a way that you don't like or ask for. And I swear on my mother's life that I will always love you."
"Shut up and kiss me, idiot."

She smiled at him as he kissed her, laying her down, rubbing her sides gently, making her giggle into the kiss. They weren't able to do much because Jax had to leave.

"Let me come with you this time? Please?"
"Ok. Grab a helmet and let's go."