chapter 17

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jaxs POV 

i needed to talk to mackenzie. we all sat around the table i didnt want to ask for a private talk so the kings could get mad so i got happy to tell her to suggest it.

everyone was chatting when happy looked at mack and it was like they could read each others minds.

a few minutes later "jax, lets take a walk." she said grabbing my shoulder, i looked up at her and nodded. "ya stay close love." brendan said "of course." she smiled at him before we walked outside we walked for a few minutes "whats up jax?" she said asked glancing over to me. "we need jimmy o alive.." i whispered to her "jax i may be able to buy you some time but it has to be done i made a deal." "i know. but we need him alive for a couple more weeks. i can't give you details but know it will happen." "okay ill figure it out. i wont bring it up till later so theres no questions or anything. ill probably just tell them i want to wait until he leaves and i follow him so theres less of a chance of this blowing back on them or the IRA." "damn you are smart." i told her with a chuckle "i try." she was too smart and thought ahead, looked at every possibility, she would make a perfect son i thought.

"look i get its not my business but what you and hap got that shits rare." i told her "yeah i know. but he broke our rule i cant let that shit slide." "we men fuck up. he fucked up he knows that. hes been different mack. i dont know fully what happened you dont have to tell me. shit weirdly we all miss you even though you wasnt in town more than a couple days you dug your way in." i told her with a smile

"jax he knew i was in oakland, fucked some whore then came to me. all this was a nice vacation ive grown to like belfast but its not home and unfortunately home is where happy is. i know he doesnt believe it but i havent been with anyone since that night. ive spent everynight since ive been here with tony or kyle." i looked at her with my eyebrow raised.

"no jax tony is my brother, my mentor whatever. and kyle has been tasked to keep me safe plus hes married. i dont see any other guys haps the only one for me. no matter how much of an ass he is." she said sighing "i think our killer is jealous of them two. its weird ive never seen him the way ive seen him with you." i admitted.

"yeah anyway whats up with clay?" just like hap she didnt talk about feelings much. "he hasnt been informed what you do. the only people who know about your full visit are the people who were there. he doesnt need to know. ill have to see if happy wants to you know it all about clay i dont mind if you know, i trust you but thats his decision."  i felt bad because she has helped the club and me out so much.
"oh i wasnt trying to pry just never seen him and he seemed confused by my job fully." i didnt trust clay. the rest of the club was starting to see it too but i had to wait and plan my moves.

"yeah. why didnt you tell anyone here about hap." "i didnt want the connection for the both of us. if things didnt work out i didnt want it to lead back to hap or samcro. and i didnt want them to not see my full potentional or call him. i guess we should head back. i think its time i inform them exactly how we know each other." "wait how did you start with the jimmy ordeal." "that will have to wait jax." we walked back.

everyone had drinks and was talking but watched us as we walked in. she whispered something to brendan, he followed her outside with the rest of the kings and happy watching. 

happys POV 

my old lady is too close to these irish pricks. i watched as she walked outside with brendan, i turned back and they all were watching. 

"how exactly is it you lot know the lovely Mackenzie?" galen asked 

"shes an old friend, helped us out of a couple tough spots." jax said before anyone could say anything.
 

"aye shes real good at that. i never imagined her to know the sons. spent a lot of time with her didnt mention the sons, or having any ties to you." galen said smirking. i was going to kill him. 

"im sorry but i guess she didnt see the need to mention it. you know she likes to keep her business pretty private." jax told him i could hear the anger behind his words. 

"aye she is a very private person. rather interesting she is, but when you get her alone and she really opens up." he was baiting us i was about to jump over he table at him when kenzie busted through the door.

Mackenzies POV 

"i need to let you know some things. and im sorry i was not upfront about them. i didnt want any free hand outs or anything. i didnt plan to work with yall when i came to belfast but i wanted you all to give me a chance for me and see my full potential with no other outside influences." why did i have to make things so conplicated. 

"love what are ya gettin at?" he asked eyebrows raised i could sense his voice it was almost like worry but also some anger.

"im happys old lady. we kinda ex-old lady but kind of not." i told him "once your really an old lady theres not ex about it unless theres bad blood and im assuming the way the sons are with you theres no bad blood love." i shook my head "i get why you didnt state your connection to the sons. and boy did you prove yourself without any influences except maybe tony. and its probably best because you know word would have gotten back somehow and there could have been problems. you are smart, strong and loyal. dont worry. did ya think we would be mad?" he asked me "yes i did. i hid that even if since i arrived ive considered myself an ex old lady. but i should have made it know that i knew them." "no problems. being a woman is hard working with us, let alone a woman in your specialty, you need to prove yourself makes sense. trust me ill inform the other im sure theyll get a kick. it makes sense how he watches you. yall both are the same funny how that works." he said then pulled me in for a hug.

i seen a black van and two black cars pull up all the gaurds had their guns trained on them. "love i believe its time to get your boys." brendan said walking towards the cars. i ran to get the SONS. 

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