Blood vs. Loyalty

The Revelator

Holly did as much as she could over at Donna and Opie's house, mostly helping out with the kids, keeping them occupied with Opie. She and Ope were sitting at the table, smoking a joint and talking.

"How's your shoulder?"
"Hurts still. It's only been a few hours since I woke up. I keep reliving it in my mind."
"I'm sorry you had to see that."
"I'm sorry she's gone. I wish there was something I could've done."
"Did you see anyone?"

She hesitated for a minute, not knowing if she should say anything. Damage would be done either way.

"I could've sworn I saw Tig. But I doubt I actually did. I was in shock."
"Tig? That's random."
"I know. I thought the same thing. So it might be nothing."

Opie nodded, finishing off his joint, putting it out. Holly watched Kenny and Ellie on the swings. She didn't know who to feel worse for. The kids, who would miss out on so much with their mom.....Or Opie, who had lost his reason for living. She hadn't expected to feel Jax's arms around her.

"I knew you'd come here."
"Sorry. I couldn't stay in bed anymore."
"It's ok. As long as you take it easy. And I brought your painkillers."

She got up so Jax could sit, sitting in his lap and letting the two men talk, her mind wandering. She couldn't believe Donna was gone. It wasn't fair. She'd lost a really great friend. And all because that ATF bitch wanted to bury the club.

Holly sat in the bathroom, staring at the stick in her hand, wondering if she were dreaming. Hoping she was. It wasn't that she didn't want kids, but this was the absolute worst time to have one. For her but especially for Jax. With club shit and Donna's death and Abel... She didn't even want to tell him. She knew she'd have to decide something soon. She was going over her options in her head, trying to predict the consequences to all of her options. Each consequence adding more weight on her shoulders, making her head hurt. She scrambled to put the stick somewhere Jax couldn't find it when she heard him coming in her front door and coming upstairs. She tossed it in her sock drawer and closed the drawer as Jax came into the bedroom.

"Hey, babe. What're you doing?"
"Just some tidying up. We still going to lunch?"
"Yeah. But we have to make a stop first. At Laroy's bar."
"What? Why?"

He sighed and looked at her.

"Piney went looking for Laroy in retaliation for Donna."
"Shit. Let's go."

Holly got off the back of Jax's bike, holding his hand as they walked inside the police station. Her head was swimming with the info they'd earned from Laroy. When Hale led them back to the cells, she had a bad feeling. And her instincts didn't disappoint. Watching David leave, she jumped when Jax kicked the door of one of the cells, sitting down on the bench in the room, taking a shaky breath.

"When, uh, when Donna got shot, after it happened, the SUV pulled up to my side of the truck. I took a second before looking, but the face....."
"Who was it?"
"I could've sworn I saw Tig. But the person drove off before I could get a really good look."

Holly sat in Jax's room with a joint and tears running down her face. All the guys were out, so she was alone in the clubhouse. She had her hand over her belly that would remain flat for a while. She'd made her decision and there was no going back. It was hard as hell, but she didn't regret it. She'd received the sign that she'd been asking for all morning. She wasn't ready. And neither was Jax. She cried herself to sleep, dreaming of the child that would never be. When she woke up the next morning, she got dressed, checking her phone. There weren't any messages. She texted Jax to see if he needed a ride today. But when she didn't get an answer, she went ahead to the cemetery. She sat with Gemma and Clay, holding onto Abel, who was sleeping in her arms. She was just getting up to put a flower on Donna's casket when she spotted Jax coming over. Even from this distance, she could tell he was angry. She didn't say anything as she took Jax's cut from Juice before going over to him, holding onto Abel. She watched Jax put his cut on and go over to grab a flower for Donna, putting it on her casket before he went back over to her.

"Let's go home, babe. I want you to move in with me. Please?"
"You think we're ready?"
"I know we are."

She smiled a bit and nodded, kissing him softly.

"I drove here."
"I'll follow you to my place."
"Our place."