I had this story up before on a different profile, and was absolutely in love with what I came up with. But because of the graphic nature of my story, it was taken down. With no warning. So I'm redoing this story so I can put it up again. BIG thanks...
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Holly tried to keep her anger under control as she took a few deep breaths. She dialed Jax's number. She knew Jimmy had been lying.
"I'm in the middle of it, babe. Can I call you back?" "No, you can't. I just got a call from Cameron's cousin in Belfast. That piece of shit asshole brought Abel to Belfast. To Ireland. To his cousin to take care of. I told you not to trust Jimmy. He's a lying sack of shit. I don't give a flying rat's ass if the club has some kind of pact with Jimmy O. The next time I see that bastard I'm gonna chop off his head and mount it on our bedroom wall." "How do you know it was a legit call?" "Because Cherry called me ahead of time, told me that Maureen wanted to talk to Gemma. You said you didn't want Gemma knowing about Abel, so I told her to have Maureen call me instead."
She heard him sigh deeply before talking again.
"I just got off the phone with Jimmy and one of the guys from SAMBEL. They both told me that Abel's still in Vancouver." "Then they're both fucking lying to you, Jax. You cannot believe them. Jimmy is manipulating you. I don't know why he's keeping Abel from us, but it stops now. We are going out there to bring our son home." "You're not going anywhere, Holly. You're supposed to be on...." "Shut the fuck up, Jackson. You asked me to be Abel's mom. This is what this shit looks like. I'm not gonna sit on my ass anymore when I finally know where my son is. You wanna sit on your thumbs, that's fine. I'll go get Abel on my own and bring him home."
She hung up on him, throwing her phone onto the bed, leaning against the wall.
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Holly looked up from her spot on the floor when she heard Jax coming into Amelia's room, standing up and going over to him, hugging him tightly, kissing him.
"You don't look so angry anymore." "I just want Abel home. I'm tired of being jerked around by people. By life." "We're gonna go get him. But I'm gonna have to hide out with mom for a while." "I heard that bail got pulled. Anything I can do to help with that?" "No. But I want to talk to you about something." "What is it, babe?" "I want you to go back to work. I think you did better when you had something that had less club involvement than what you've been dealing with lately. I want you to have something that makes you happy. And I think you were happier when you worked with Rosen." "You make me happy, Jax." "I know, babe. But this is what I want for you. I wanna know that you can take care of yourself and our kids without the club." "Where is this coming from, Jax?" "You said before that you wanna know who you are without the club. You're a caregiver. You take care of everyone you come into contact with that deserves your love and attention. Inside and outside the club. You told me that you wanted to know if you were living the life your parents wanted for you, and I think you are. I know the last few months aren't the best examples, but you are doing better than you think you are. Anyone else that's been through even a fraction of what you've been through lately would be in an institution on suicide watch. Look at what you've been doing without therapy. You've been helping take care of the guys, mom, Nate. You're always calling to ask how I'm holding up. You're keeping us in decent standing with Laroy without us asking you for anything. You just forked over 10k without asking as to what it was for. You're willing to put yourself in immense danger to prove how ok you are with what I do. Tara never would've done that. Neither would Wendy. I knew I chose right when I turned to you. When I made you my old lady."
She sniffled softly, a tear falling down her cheek, her throat thick with emotion as Jax took her hands, kissing them.
"That's a long-winded way of saying you love me."
He laughed softly, pulling her into his lap, holding her close by her hips, looking into her eyes.
"What do you say?" "About going back to work?" "Yeah." "After Abel's home and the baby is born. I'll go back to work."
He nodded, kissing her deeply, picking her up and carrying her into her room, ignoring the door as he laid her down on her back, taking off her clothes before his own, kissing her neck as he pushed into her, not waiting for anything.
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Holly walked downstairs with Jax, labeling some of the boxes.
"What's with the wheelchair?" "Huh?"
She looked over and sighed softly.
"Shit. We weren't gonna tell you. The caretaker learned of the reward for Gemma and Gemma tied her up before Amelia could turn her in. Things went downhill from there very fast." "Shit. Why weren't you gonna tell me?" "You didn't need that on your mind too. Tig helped get rid of the body. Sorry, babe."
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Holly answered her phone as she waited for the guys to get there.
"Maureen? Is Abel ok?" "Honestly? All I can do is take my brother's word. But he says he's fine. But I have to tell Gemma." "You can't. Gemma doesn't know that Abel's been kidnapped and we've been trying to keep it that way. She has a heart condition. This could literally kill her." "I have to, Holly. I've been instructed to." "I don't care if the Pope himself instructed you to stand on your head and shoot nickels out your ass, Gemma can't know about this." "I'm sorry, Holly. If I had my way, I'd be delivering Abel to ya myself. But things work differently here."
