Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

Schemes & Skims

WARNING: Mentions of smut

Whilst Juice was being a good big brother to Pixie and comforting her in her room, Jax was riding across Charming searching for Hale's distinctive police Jeep. He eventually tracked it down outside of Floyd's barbershop where Hale was getting his hair trimmed whilst on his lunch break. Jax pulled his bike into the gap between Hale's Jeep hood and a red Subaru parked against the curb. Once there he took off his helmet and sat down on his bike, side saddle so he could watch passersby make their way along the light grey sidewalk and he could see when Hale exited the shop. Jax mulled over his thoughts for a while, his mind drifting to his son, Abel, who was at his home with Anita the babysitter. He wished he could be there, cuddling his baby boy and seeing him grow right before his eyes. Some days it felt like every time he looked away, Abel was a little bigger or had learnt a new thing, like kicking his legs when he was happy, or smiling and balling his hands into tiny fists whenever Jax spoke to him. He'd recently discovered that Abel loved tummy kisses and giggled excitedly whenever Jax did it. Jax had also discovered Abel's favourite game, which consisted of laying Abel down in his crib, and Jax using Abel's Tigger toy to peep around or over the bars at Abel from different places, before making it disappear from Abel's view, and reappear in a completely new spot. Jax could sit for hours playing that game if it meant he could hear Abel's laugh and see the light in his baby blue eyes. Abel loved holding Lyla's hair too when she held him, fascinated by the blonde curls and how silky soft they were against his pudgy baby hands. He hoped that when Abel was a little bigger, he'd love playing with Axel just as much as Jax did. Axel was such a sweet little boy, full of happiness and just wanted to play all the time. Playing with Axel made Jax forget about his rough day or his worries and just be present with Axel. To Axel, a day felt like ages and he seized it with everything he had, and Jax was slowly learning how to do the same, surprised that the little boy was teaching him, just as much as he was learning off of Jax. For the first time in a while, Jax found himself looking forward to seeing what the future held for him and the journey it would take him on. There were things, in particular, he was looking forward to, like finally having Lyla and Axel move in with him from their apartment. Lyla's home was so small that Axel didn't have his own bedroom, he slept either in Lyla's bed or tucked up on the couch in the living room, so Jax's home was the better option for combining the families. The boys would have their own rooms too, seeing as Jax had a small guest bedroom that was mainly just used for storage and could be repainted and done up especially for Axel. Jax was also looking forward to having Lyla in his home too, waking up every morning and seeing her beautiful face nestled close to his on the pillows seemed like a blissful paradise that Jax was on the cusp of reaching. Even though they'd only been dating a short time, Jax could see them being together for the rest of time, he wanted it more than anything. He wanted to care for Lyla and make her smile, and watch her achieve and do whatever she wanted to do with her life. He wanted to support her in any way he could and ride the ups and downs with her, he wanted to watch Abel and Axel grow together too, wanted to hear Abel call Lyla 'mommy' the same way Axel did, maybe even hear Axel call him 'daddy'. Jax smiled to himself over these thoughts, finding them comforting in all the chaos of the Sons life. They were little milestones to look forward too in between all the hard times that the Sons would inevitably find themselves in. Jax's thoughts also made him want to pull the Sons back onto the straight road again, he didn't like the direction Clay was pushing them towards, gun-running was dangerous and never went well. If they carried down this road, they were going to lose people to the chaos. Jax wanted to protect the Sons as much as he wanted to protect his new little family and knew the only way to protect both would be to attempt to make the club life less dangerous, how, he had no idea. Jax knew that whatever he decided, Pixie would be right by his side supporting him, that much he could bank on. She wanted the same things as him, and Pixie had seen the fallout of gun-running before, Jax didn't want her seeing it again. Jax was abruptly pulled from his deep thoughts by the tinkling of the bell above the door to Floyd's shop as Hale exited and caught sight of Jax.