A Good Girl Gone Biker Bad | SOA // Jax Teller Fanfiction

Twenty One • Luann Delaney

Over the last month, things have been all over the place. I don't even know how I'm going to move on from the situation, that's the most emotion Logan has shown since he went off the rails. If I tell Jax that SAMCRO can't kill Logan anymore, will I lose Jax and the club? After they've been there for me when Logan wasn't.

I don't know what to do, I'm already having a change of mind about the career path I've currently gone with. My main focus is being part of the club, as in being a member, I know that's probably not the best choice after what has happened previously with the club and my family but I want to live out my dad's legacy and at least make him proud from up there. Though with the career path of a homicide detective isn't the best thing to go for, I mean I need to move away from the law for a bit.

Once I'm part of the club then I earn that way. I sigh as I watch over the TM from the roof, it's usually where Jax comes to clear his mind I guess but I can understand why though because the stress seems to slowly disappear from up here. I notice that Gemma is heading towards her car in a slight rush, what on earth could be happening for her to be rushing like that? Though do I follow her or leave her to it? No, I've got to follow her, she is the grandmother to mine and Jax's unborn child and after everything she has been through recently, it's the least I could do for her.

Once I've climbed down from the roof, I begin to head over to my car but I begin to feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I groan as I retrieve the phone from my pockets, Logan's name lights up my phone screen. "Hey, I can't really talk right now" I hear him scoff from the other end of the line. "Doing something you shouldn't be?" I chuckle at his comment, "No I'm worried about Jax's mom. I'll be fine though, don't worry" I know saying that isn't going to stop him worrying but he isn't allowed to know about this, at least not yet as it's not the place to say anything at the moment.

Gemma drives past me, great how am I going to follow her now? "Sorry Logan, I've got to go. I'll catch you up later but the time isn't right at the moment. Love you." I give him a chance to say bye as I rush to get into my car and try and catch up with Gemma before it's too late.

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I luckily managed to catch up with her but she wasn't in the car. I frown, trying to locate where she could have gone. "Shit! Gemma where have you gone?" I mumble to myself as I sit down and wait in my car. Luckily for me after a few minutes, I finally catch a glimpse of her, though her face seems pale. I climb out of the car and head over towards her. "Gemma?" I gently place my hand on her shoulder to which she jumps slightly from my touch. She sighs slightly and starts to relax when she realises it's me.

"Everything alright?" I ask with worry and concern in my voice and across my face. I have no idea what is going on but I am worried now about her after seeing her jump and her face turn pale. "I wouldn't say alright but I'll be fine don't worry about me" I raise my eyebrow slightly. "Gem, don't be silly. I'm here for you, you can talk to me if something is bugging you. I want to make sure you're alright and so does a little someone too" I grab her hand, placing it on my stomach. A small smile appears on her face.

"Fine, but let's get in the car first" I nod as we both walk over to Gemma's car and get in it together. I'm genuinely worried now, I know she's not a saint but after everything, she has gone through recently. I mean she deserves a break if anything. "I received this in the mail this morning" She grabs her handbag, pulling out a brown paper bag from inside it and passing it to me. I frown as I open the bag and see some white mask in there. What on earth is this? A mask? "I don't get it, why are you getting sent a white mask?" Gemma takes a puff from her cigarette, blowing the smoke out of the open window beside her. "This is the mask that they were wearing that night. The paper bag it came in, is for a store that has closed down now, looked like a right idiot"