Anarchy

Old Friends

       Jacob entered the clubhouse expecting crow eaters and his brothers to be on the floor passed out. He walked in to find Jax at the bar writing in a book not only smoking but taking a swig of whiskey.
       "That bad?" Jacob asked taking a seat next to him.
         Jax nodded and then explained what had happened to Tristen.
          "Shit, my sister used to babysit her." Jax looked up at Jacob at the mention of her.
           "Didn't know she was back until I saw her up there today." Jax said nonchalantly taking out another cigarette and lighting it.
             "Liv didn't want her arrival to be somewhat out there." Jacob shrugged and then made his way to his dorm to get some old clothes.

           Jax sat there thinking about what went down at the carnival and about the petite light brown haired girl whom he never stopped thinking about since she left Charming. He felt himself make his way towards her when he saw her at the carnival when Clay stopped him to go handle the Oswalds. And by the time they had found the young girl he had already felt jealousy spike up in him when he saw Liv talking to Ryan. The only other person in the world who might have caught her attention in the slightest.
             Jax thought about the times he'd make his way to her house when Jacob was working late. How she'd make his way to his lap when they had parties at the clubhouse. Jax wouldn't let any of the crow eaters near him during that time. Jax slept with a lot of girls before and after Olivia. She knew that too but she always knew he wouldn't let any other girl sit on his lap.

          Liv was done with work by four thirty. Her first day was a little hectic but she got everything done and was quickly respected by her staff. Liv was no joke when it came to knowing the care and attention the students needed. She was admired for it. When she got home, Liv ordered Chinese and turned the tv on. She had her light blue swing dress on. Liv had an odd style. She loved wearing swing dresses to work and jeans with a tank top on her days off. Her phone suddenly rang to find Elliot Oswald contact name on her phone screen. She answered hurriedly thinking about Tristen, "Hello, Olivia."
         "Hi, Elliot. How is she doing?" She replied.
          "She's confused. Doesn't really want to talk to anyone. I was wondering if you could come in and talk to her. I know Tristen has always felt a connection towards you. If you can please come in, I'd really appreciate it." Elliot Oswald said
           "Of course I'll come in" Liv wrote down what hospital floor they were in and quickly made her way to the hospital. She called Jacob to let him know where she was going but received no answer. She hopped out the car and made her way to the floor. Liv noticed Clay's back and snuck herself into Tristen's room before she'd have to say hello to him.
            "You look pretty" Tristen's voice startled her as she was closing the door.
             Liv smiled and sat on the foot of the bed "I'm happy to see you, Tris. I wish it was under better circumstances but I hope you know I'm here for you." Liv placed her hand over the girl's.
            "Thanks, Liv. I'm not really sure what to say. Everyone keeps asking me questions. It's giving me a headache." Tristen scrunches up her face.
             "I bet it's a lot." She gave the girl a sad smile. "Why don't I go get us some snacks and a movie. Like old times? "
               Tristen gave her a big smile and nodded. Liv made her way out the door on her way to the hospital gift shop to grab whatever she could find when she ran into him. She stopped dead in her tracks and so did he. Liv should have already known there was no way in avoiding the Vice President of the Sons of Anarchy.
            He smiled at her...a real cheeky one. Jax hadn't  seen her look like a doll in a long time. He figured she worked with those annoying ass kids today. He made his way towards her and she slowly walked towards him. They gave each other a huge embrace. God, did he miss her. Nurses and patients looked at the two in crazy ways. This was a very...unique pair.
           "Good to see you still rockin' these barbie dresses, darlin'" Jax complimented.
          "Thank you and, it's good to see you rockin' someone else's blood on your T-shirt." She told him unsurprised.
           Jax immediately frowned looking down at his white T-shirt.
          "C'mon" She grabbed him by the hand and pushed him into a bathroom. He leaned against the sink and smiled at the familiar view. She ordered him to take off his shirt so she could scrub the stained shirt.
         "I was..." Jax tried explaining to her but she instantly cut him off.
          "Don't wanna know." Liv eyed him. Jax knew she could be trusted. She grabbed his face and looked for any scratches. "So what are you doing on this lovely side of town?"
"Oswald's kid." Jax studied her face looking for a reaction. He knew Liv used to babysit her.
"I'm here for her too." She says handing him back the shirt.
"Oswald wants us to find the prick who hurt her but she ain't talkin'" Jax continues.
Her eyes widened, "I want to help. I can get her to talk, Jax."
He placed a hand on her hip, "You know I'd never ask you to do that..."
Liv backed away from his grip, "I'd be doing it for Tristen. I want that asshole hurt almost as much as her parents do."
He nodded.
"I'll see what I can do." And just like that Liv left the bathroom. Jax couldn't believe what had happened so quickly right in front of his eyes.