Leather & Lace: A Sons of Anarchy Fanfic

Chapter 113

Once Jax and the guys had Ian/Declan back at the club house, they chained his hands and feet  to an auto lift to make sure any attempt he made at a get away wouldn't happen. The guy was still out cold from the punch Jax had given him.

"Are you sure he's still reaching?" Asked Juice.

"Yes. He's alive." Said Jax.

Glancing at his watch, Jax noticed it was getting close to dinner time. His stomach immediately started to rumble just thinking about the things that Tinsley may be fixing.

"We need to wake this guy up" said Jax.

"How do you suggest we do that" said Clay.

"I have an idea said" said Happy.

"We want him awake not dead" said Jax.

"Ok. Let me wake him" said Happy.

Happy walked over to the lift and began to slap the guy around. After a few slaps and no movement from the guy, Happy drew back and smacked him even harder. Jax was pretty sure he could have heard the guys brains rattling around his head. Not that he had many to begin with considering her thought it was a good idea to bomb the office.

Just as Happy was about to smack the guy again, Ian/Declan moaned.

So the son of bitch is still alive thought Jax.

"Wh-whats happeneing? Wh-where am I?"Asked Ian/Declan in a heavily irish accented voice .

As Ian/Declan began to speak, Jax and Clay walked closer to him. Jax wanted to look this guy dead in his eye. He wanted to be toe to toe with him when he told them why he had done what he did. And there was no doubt about it, he would tell. If it was the least words he ever spoke, Jax knew that Ian/Declan would spill his guys. This was just the type of thing that Happy lived for and he was excellent at.

"What's your name?" Asked Clay.

"Ian McPhee" said the Ian/Declan.

Clay punched him in the ribs. The howl that Ian/Declan let out sounding like a wounded animal who was caught in a trap. Jax knee the gorse clay put behind those fists and knew the guy probably had a few broken ribs from it. He also knew Clay would pay for this in a few hours when the arthritis in his hands flared up.

"Wrong answer. What's your name?" Said Clay again, barely restraining his anger. Jax stood beside Clay, wanting a piece of the guy so bad he could almost taste it.

"I told you. Ian McPhee" said Ian/Declan.

Again, Clay punched him and Ian/Declan grunted and moaned in pain.

"I'm going to give you one more chance to answer my questions. If you don't, I'm gonna let Hap here loose on you and I can promise you, you won't enjoy what he has in store. So, last time, what the fuck is your name?" Said Clay as he waved a hand in Happy's direction. Happy stepped forward rolling his cart of medieval tools.

Glad I'm on his good side thought Jax.

Ian/Declan eyes the cart if tools. The longer he looked the bigger his eyes got. After a few moments and just before Clay was about let Happy have a go at him, he began to speak.

"Seems you already know it. Names Declan O'Connor." Said Ian/Declan deciding it was best to answer.

"See that wasn't so hard. Next question... what are you doing in Charming?" Said said Clay.

"Came to the land of free for a better life" said Declan.

"That might be true but you have other reasons." Said Clay.