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number5theboy · 4 years

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ALRIGHT

THIS SEASON

IT WAS A LOT

my liveblogged thoughts under the cut

Episode 1

· Exhilarating! I love Ben

· Ben already has more lines in these first five minutes than he had in the first season

· This montage is good

· ALLISON BABY

· Luther yelled for Diego first I love this

· Diego is immediately in vigilante mode…….hot

· THE SHOT PARELLING VANYA’S FIRST WORDS

· Vanya is a mess we love to see it

· The shot of Five’s feet hitting the puddle? So aesthetically pleasing

· The battle scene is such a smart way of reintroducing everyone’s powers and their Final Form™ succinctly

· I love Hazel. So much.

· The Umbrella Atomic Explosion™ is SO clever I love it

· ALRIGHT UNCHARTERED TERRITORY LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOO

· Oh Hazel and Five make me soft

· Agnes and Hazel had a good life

· Hazel is so dead

· Welp that took no time at all

· “How many times did I say bulletproof briefcases?” ily mister five

· I love the Swedes they’re stupid

· Are we ever gonna know what Agnes made Hazel promise?

· Five is honestly world’s best character

· FUTURE HEADQUARTERS

· “Well the truth is out there!” abkdkblhlkbkhl

· I shouldn’t make quick judgments, but conspiracy nut guy is nice and I hope he doesn’t turn out evil, because I also through Harold was nice in the beginning

· Diego got himself arrested already what an idiot

· Asddjgflkflhfl Diego’s problems all put out

· Okay, set-up for Diego’s character arc of self-actualisation we love to see it

· Lila is awesome, but I hope they don’t make her crush on him excessively

· Diego and Five is an underrated duo

· THEY ARE SO BICKERY

· Five is jut gonna murder him sometime along the way

· I LOVE FIVE SO MUCH WHAT A LITTLE SHIT

· Oof Vanya is so cute in that outfit

· This scene perfectly encapsulates women having to listen to men

· VANYA’S GOING TO MILFTOWN Y’ALL

· I cannot tell white men apart, does Carl look like conspiracy nut guy or is it just me?

· As usual, Ben and Klaus are bad at everything

· “neither does your beard” icon Ben Hargreeves

· I support Ben pummelling Klaus

· I passionately hate the beard and love the coat

· Why do all the white men look alike, I thought this poker dude was a Swede

· I KNEW BEN WAS LYING

· “Pick a better time to self-actualise!”

· I still hate the beard, let’s see if it grows on me

· Yusuf Gatewood………….hot

· By far the hottest couple so far in TUA

· Please tell me she’s not still hung up on Luther

· Yes she is goddammit

· The moon thing is cute though, I can appreciate that

· Luther finally gets a well-soundtracked fight scene I love it

· OI THAT WAS BRUTAL HOLY SHIT

· Oh Luther is pulling a Five in feeling bad about his excessive violence

· I already hate his boss

· Raymond marry me pls

· Allison marry me pls

· OH MY GOD VANYA LAUGHED

· Sissy and Vanya have excellent chemistry

· Oh I see the deliberate parallel with Vanya, Umbrella Academy, you aren’t fooling me

· SWEDISH ASSASSINS BABY

· Do you think they’ll say a single word or?

· Literally the only way this show knows how to signal danger is through flickering lights

· Two bopping fight scene and Five hasn’t been in any of them

· Lila and Diego have no braincells between them it’s beautiful

· Alright, she knows how to fight……..supicious

· If this show wasn’t so hellbent on making Luther and Allison a thing, he would be best ace rep

· Lmao “I don’t give a shit” I love you Luther

EPISODE TWO

· ALRIGHT THE HANDLER IS BACK???????

· Okay so Hazel and Cha-Cha are dead but that pestilence still runs around??? Bruuuuuuuuuh

· Kate Walsh is still hot though

· AJ??????

· THE FISH SMOKES?!?

· God the Commission is such a capitalist hellhole

· Oh there we have 743

· H E R B

· Okay I am here to see her humiliated but please no redemption arc for her

· I love the deliberate parallels between Five and the Handler

· “Like a masseuse?” IDIOTS

· Oh Five is so lost and vulnerable baby boy

· Also the character developments in Luther!!!!!

· “Dad should’ve left him on the moon.” Five is, simply said, an icon

· Oof Sissy is SO cute

· I’m already not ready for Five to find Vanya

· Lila is so extra can we keep her

· Great now I have sympathy for Carl

· Luther’s new outfit looks so good on him

· OH LUTHER IS THE FIRST ONE TO SEE HER

· Well that was dramatic and didn’t lead anywhere

· Alright two episodes in, Civil Rights plotline hasn’t been fucked up yet

· WHAT THE FUCK IS THE SWEDE DRINKING SO CONSCPICOUSLY

· ELLIOTT IS THE NAME OF MISTER CONSPIRACY

· “cousins on my robot mother’s side”

· “Imagine Batman, then aim lower.”

· Lila is great I love her

· Diego is gonna throw both Five and Lila through a wall at some point

· Five is so ready to throw Diego under the bus

· Klaus Hargreeves, world’s worst cult leader

· ……….did Klaus built a cult on pop lyrics?

· Klaus and Raymond bonding I love it

· DIEGO AND FIVE BEST TEAM

· REGINALD IS THE UMBRELLA MAN

· OH LUTHER IS GONNA FIND HER HOLY SHIT

· THE BARN FROM THE PROMO PICTURE

· This scene is so good

· “You shouldn’t be the one to apologise.” I’M GONNA CRY

· Tom Hopper and Ellen Page are so good in this scene

· WHY DID HE LEAVE

· What the flying fuck is up with the Swedes

· BRO WHAT THE FUCK

· Is Five ever gonna bring up the fact that he was supposed to kill Kennedy or?

· Raymond is wasted on someone who doesn’t give him her whole heart

· What the FUCK, Klaus

· Why does she remember her name tho

· The violin starting up when she talks about the callouses on Vanya’s hands

· Brotherly bonding is my new favourite scene

· Do the filmmakers know that your scene can be suspenseful and well-lit

· Okay maybe baby Pogo is cute

· There is gonna be no Five murdering spree, the blood is solely from Pogo

· Next well-soundtracked fight scene

· The choreography of this!!!!!

· Man Reginald is a shitty dad before he even becomes a dad

· Diego cannot catch a break poor baby

EPISODE 3

· SHITTY WIG ON KLAUS ALERT

· THE LEVITATION IS BEN I HATE THIS

· So far, all title card umbrellas have not disappointed

· You are running in a straight line you really should hit her

· Yep, Watchmen flashbacks

· Luther remains cute and awkward

· THEY ARE TALKING TO EACH OTHER BABY

· S E Q U I N S

· SNEAKY LADY ALLISON IS BACK

· FINALLY

· A HUG

· Allison and Klaus are so cute

· What in the goddamn Looney Tunes is this outfit lady

· WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU LADY

· ALLISON HARGREEVES YOU QUEEN

· This spooky ghost show is great

· Everyone going off on Five is great

· @ this show stop ripping Vanya and Five apart and let them be soft

· Diego is so naked this entire season

· Diego and Lila are a good dynamic

· Elliott is a babe I love him

· The Handler continues to be creepy about Five

· So much driving

· Luther is baby and Raymond deserves better than to deal with all the baggage from all the Hargreeves brothers

· HE SHAVED THE BEARD

· Ouch this is awkward

· I don’t get why they didn’t cast normal Dave to play young Dave they’re not that far apart in age

· Oh he’s gonna have to let Dave go

· Oh this scene must be so triggering

· Oh shit’s bad and it’s only episode 3

· PUPPY???

· WE WERE RIGHT ABOUT LILA

· WHAT DO YOU MEAN THANKS MOM

EPISODE 4

· Oh my god the Handler is pure fucking evil

· She learnt the fighting from her mom alright

· THE RED BOOTS WERE THERE ALL ALONG

· Man I hoped that the antisemitism was gone

· Vanya being protective of Luther :’)

· Luther only has shitty father figures

· I can’t believe they were better organised last season

· Why do you hate the Vanya/Five dynamic so much, show?

· Five got an extra dose of asshole today this season huh

· Reggie is probably the twelfth

· Oh boy Klaus is a trainwreck

· That marriage is also a trainwreck

· I understand Ray though

· Why is there Styx on this soundtrack

· Oh Klaus baby

· GALA NIGHT BITCHES

· Five is a smart young old man

· Oh baby is eating his heart out

· Oh the hug makes me soft though

· Honestly, Tom Hopper and Emmy Raver Lampman have such cute chemistry

· AWKWARD DARLING MAN

· “Doomsday” *nervous chuckle*

· Ballroom lessons as kids

· This is an excellent dance scene

· OH MY GOD MOM WAS MADE AFTER A REAL WOMAN

· THIS SHOW MAN THIS SHOW

· Reggie is gross

· Diego’s mommy AND daddy issues are put on blast this season

· Sissy is such a babe

· Man we got budget BUDGET for this season

· Alright, the white violin can revive people now cool cool cool

· How different her powers are when powered by love

· I love Elliott I hope he survives the eason

· I am down for Luther and Elliott getting high together

· LET’S GO LESBIIIAAAAAAAAAANS

· God Allison and Klaus make me so soft

· I am very supportive of Elliott and Luther becoming bros

· You already shanked one son, go poker stick another one

· YES EXCELLENT FIGHT MUSIC

· They both?????? Just left him to fend for himself??????????

· Ancient Greek??? Bitch what

· This show is rated for violence and we have barely seen any!!!!!! What!!!!!!!

Episode 5

· Okay baby Pogo and Grace is adorable

· Why is Pogo in space now

· THEY KILLED POGO

· AGAIN

· Hargeeves got a hug before Five did what the effing fuck

· He might be a dick but his instincts are good

· Haha old cowboy

· Ben is so done

· Vanya……..Sissy……..my heart

· Wow Reginald continues to be a massive arse

· Luther/Diego/Five are DUMB and I love them

· “No, bro, he shanked your heart.”

· God the Handler!!!!!!

· THE MUSIC AT THE REUNION

· We didn’t even see Five reunite with Allison and Klaus!!!!!

· GOD WHAT A SISTERLY UPGRADE

· KLAUS VANYA AND ALLISON HUGGING

· Allison and Diego rights babey!!!

· Are the Swedes ever gonna say something or

· LILA AND FIVE TEAM-UP LET’S GO

· I’VE MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH I’M GONNA CRY BABY

· The red-blue dynamic in Luther and Diego I live for that

· Luther and Diego are gooooooood together

· What is up with that

· Klaus, Vanya and Allison are dumbasses and I love them so much

· Alright where are the Swedes doing and why is that tree so creepy

· Oh the youngest Swede just went tits-up

· Please tell me Five is finally getting a fight scene

· Excellent fight scene

· Great, now I feel sad for the Swedes

· They deffo have a cooler aesthetic than Hazel and Cha-Cha

· This cover is beautiful

EPISODE 6

· This wig looks better than Klaus’

· Also Ben has barely been in this season where is he at

· Oof Ray is so cute

· The Handler and Five have such good chemistry holy shit

· Diego, Luther and Vanya are a god-tier dynamic

· We love the CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

· BENNY BOY HAS A CRUSH

· Wait how is this only episode six I feel like this is already the pensum of the first season

· Clothing montage baby!!!!!

· God they look so good together

· Oh Allison can be RUTHLESS

· THE BINGO CARDS

· Oh no no no no I didn’t think Klaus and Dave could be even more tragic

· THEY TALK

· God she is so fucking creepy stop lusting after a child

· World’s most satisfying elevator shot

· This scene is chaos I love it

· God everyone just harps on Diego’s daddy issues jesus

· Oh baby no

· Oh babies no

· NO NOT THE DISSOLUTION OF TEAM ZERO

· Why are there so many antisemitic dogwhistles in this

· This scene between Five and Reginald is good

· NOT ELLIOTT

· Oh no no no no Carl

· Alright at least this promises a good fight scene

EPISODE 7

· This polka music bops

· Wait how did he get to 1982

· HE SAID FUCK

· Man Carmichael was out so quick

· No fish-eating?

· Awwwww Klaus and Ben have a heart to heart

· Oh God, Diego and Luther have no brain activity between the two of them

· That is a Look

· Oh this montage of Ben rediscovering touch

· The writing of this show was oddly prophetic

· Oh wait Vanya’s gonna be incarcerated too right????

· Oh this is heart-breaking

· Really?????? Ben’s the dorky one???

· Oh my god Ben is getting a hug and Diego is so soft

· Man why are Five and Vanya so antagonistic

· FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

· Dude a fight between them would have been so epic

· Diego

· You idiot

· Oh Allison really loves him and he loves her

· Oh I am so sad

· Yeah this episode is infinitely worse than the day that wasn’t

· FUCK YEAH BACKSTREET BOYS

· What the fuck

· Yo that is sadistic as fuck Allison what the flying fuck

· This scene might ruin the song for me

· There definitely was an easier way out

· They fucked it up

· I am not surprised

EPISODE 8

· Oh she speaks Russian

· Five just snapped and honestly deserves it

· Yeah I feel for the Swede

· What is it with commission assassins and axes this season

· “Your vagina needs fresh glasses.”

· Nepotism

· Oh Grace is turning on him baby!!

· Ha remember when we were all like ‘oh no they’re making Reggie sympathetic’

· Yeah so much for that

· Five and Luther are……..soft

· What the fuck is up with that

· AYYYY BUTTHOLE SURFERS ON THE SOUNDTRACK

· Oooooohhhhhhh trippy kid scene

· Also Reggie is bad at German

· I love Luther and Five so much

· We finally get to see older Five’s tie pattern

· Alright Lila makes me uncomfortable

· FIVE IS GONNA GO FERAL Y’ALL LET’S GO

· Man after the last rampage you’d think they’d upped security in this place

· Herb for president!!

· Some catch Diego’s ego is going berserk

· Oh not again

· Dot is a rebel now

· Everyone is ragging on Five, even Five

· This is so trippy

· Oh yeah the brains. Forgot about those.

· I……….sad

· Oh my god oh my god oh my god

· Of course it’s all the government’s fault

· Love how they just walked into an FBI building

· Bro what the fuck is going on

EPISODE 9

· Allison is always there for Vanya and I love her

· Hello Klaus and Diego are so cute

· Oh my heart you go Klaus

· So much for that

· BUT BEN

· YOU ARE CLIFF-HANGERING BE INSIDE AN EPISODE

· Crazy Five is an idiot I love him

· “I’m the daddy here” is not the gazelle, but it’ll do in a pinch

· The 743!!!!!!

· Oh God, Harlan is in danger

· She loves him?!? You barely know the man!!!!!!

· WHAT’S ON THE PAPER

· Oh it’s her file

· HELLO LET US SEE THE FIVES TYING TO OFF EACH OTHER

· This continues to be trippy

· These visuals are so stunning

· This is my favourite scene so far, this is so good, this is an excellent talk

· NO

· NOT BEN

· “I’m askin’, Carl.” You go Sissy, love you, you’re doing excellent

· Alright, we have a mini-Vanya here

· Oh I hate the Handler so fucking much she is the worst

· What a plot-twist

· Oh god so much is going on in this season

· Oh we get fish-eating, but it’s not Five? That’s lame

· Why are they all so hell-bent on making stupid decisions

· Klaus you idiot

· Oh that SON OF A BITCH HARGREEVES

· What the fuck what is on the dark side of the moon

· What the flying fuck what the fuck what tebdjbdgkbjdsgkbjgsdjgnj

· WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE GOING TO WAR

EPISODE 10

· Oh the kids are back for Ben’s funeral

· I hate this

· Reginald is just. The worst.

· My emotions are all over the place

· Oh……..babies

· OH MY GOD DIEGO

· AND FIVE

· It wouldn’t hurt to go to an abandoned farm

· God this is a family of shitty choices

· I don’t want Ben to be gone

· FAMILY TIME

· Oh shit I totally forgot about the last Swede

· BRO THE STAKES

· YEAH THIS LOOKS BAD

· ALRIGHT Harland is gonna be alright

· All these assassins have shit aim

· HE’S MATRIXING

· LILA’S ONE OF THE 43

· SHE CAN ABSORB AND REDIRECT THEIR ENERGIES

· ONE OF THEM ONE OF THEM ONE OF THEM

· Awwwwww they love each other

· Oh great THEY’RE DEAD AGAIN

· Oh now LILA will have to fix the timeline

· Wait now they’re all dead

· The swede to the rescue?

· Please tell me she’s dead for good this time

· We love a de facto protagonist saving everyone’s asses once more

· GO VANYA SAVE THE BABY

· Dot and Herb are precious dumbasses

· This is heart-breaking, but I understand Sissy so much

· WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CLIFFHANGER

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thoughtsoftheantagonist · 6 years

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A Song for You

IM BACKKKKKKK. I know it had been a minute but this has been a crazy bit of time for me. Things should be calmer now, hope you are ready......I wasn't. lol

P.S as always let me know your thoughts and I'll see you on the next one.

Chapter Sixteen

Juice POV

How does one stop heartache? How do you reach into your own chest to stop the painful throb? Everyone had different ways that worked, different formulas that were tweaked to their body chemistry. And these past three days he had watched his club brothers and wife exhibit every kind. From rage, numbing it with a drink to ignoring it all together and going forward. He and Joy had finally stopped pretending and had broken down into a heap not a day after the funeral. Lyla had just been over for dinner with the kids as they tried to settle into some kind of normal routine and figure out the day to day shit. And once the kids had left he held his wife on the coach as she silently cried, and seeing her pain has started him up until they had fallen asleep there, waking in the morning when Hap had come by when they missed the first hour of work, after that day his father in law had been over every day and oddly enough had decided to help Lyla where he and Joy couldn't.

Agreeing to take the three children to school if either of them couldn't. And it had honestly started to work well, but it was still early to tell if it would stay that way. He was currently printing out receipts for someone before he heads into the clubhouse for a break with Joy. Jax, Bobby, and Chibs had been gone for about an hour already. Something about the diner in town, he had honestly been too tired to care, he shakes himself from his own daze and hands the person their papers with a parting nod and heads into clubhouse his feet picking up pace as he heard his wife's voice growing in volume. “Either turn in your fucking papers by days end or turn in your god damned patch and find another charter you shit heads. I'm not telling you again.” the scene he catches as he rounds the corner makes his eyes narrow and his hands clench. His five foot three wife is nose to chest with a red-faced Frankie who is glaring down at his wife's upturned face. Damn happy and passing down his anger to his daughter, wasn't the Irish in her enough, he quickly moves to stand next to his wife.

“If you haven't noticed sweetheart you have no more weight here. You turned in your own VP patch so I don't have to listen to shit you have to say. So back down.” Frankie is quicker then he was ready for, his hand coming to shove Joy back by her shoulder. He isn't as big as Frankie, but no one touches his fucking wife, he uses his elbow to catch the man in the stomach. Hearing the air leave Frankie lungs in a painful grunt he uses his left hand to crack him in the jaw. Sending the man sprawling on the floor, standing over the man he speaks calmly “Don't touch my wife. Turn your fucking papers in or turn in your patch. Jax will hear about this shit.” he drags Joy from the clubhouse, finally getting her to the playground next to the garage. Without a word he sets her on the seat and starts to push, he knew from the look on her face, knew she needed to tamper down her anger before she could tell him what happened before he got there. Lunch could wait, something wasn't right.

His wife talks as he pushes her. “I don't fucking trust them. All three of them, it's like this little voice in the back of my head. And so much is wrong Juan, Opie is gone, Lyla isn't talking, there are three little people who depend on us to help, my dad is never around anymore unless he is asleep or helping with Lyla. And we are trying to keep both our necks above water and I look into my president eyes and I feel like I don't know who the fuck he is anymore.” he sighs, yanking on the chains he pulls her to a stop, moving around he kneels down before his wife. Hating how she is hunched into herself, how small and afraid she looks, rubbing his hands up and down the outside of her thighs he says “I get it. It seems like our club is falling apart around us. We are dropping like flies and Jax is different, he watched his best friend die baby. And I don't think all of him came back from that.” his grip on her thighs tight for a moment “it was like losing his brother, Joy. It would be like me losing you or visa versa. You can't come back whole from that.” he looks up as her small, soft hands cup his jaw. The sad look in her eyes hurt him, but he could also see understanding. “Your right. I normally handle stress better. It's just one after the other and it's like none of us can catch our breath from the last one. I'm so scared Juan that the next son to drop will be you or dad.”

Standing he pulls his wife up with him, wrapping her in his arms. Realizing he hadn't just held her without it being for comfort and he instantly realized he had been slipping on his job. Sure Joy needed comfort but she also needed someone to help yank her up out of this funk. They needed to be solid places to push off when the other didn't have it in them to move on their own. Pulling back he holds her soft rounded face in his hands, looking down at her he takes in her make up the free skin, the bags under her eyes on full display. “We really forgot to look after ourselves and each other didn't we baby.” Her rueful grin is her only reply, dropping a kiss on her forehead he sighs, resting his lips against her warm skin as he speaks. “We can't let this stop us Joy. This club is our family but we need to make promises to leave this club outside our front door when we get home. Kinda like our promise to never lay in the bed angry, the club doesn't come home with us. At least until it's not causing us to lose our sleep and minds. Deal?” she stares at him for a solid moment, her golden eyes doing several sweeps of his face before she speaks “And people say I'm the brains in this relationship…...guess I got lucky. Good looks, great body, smart, big heart and big dick.” he chuckles and with a smirk he pats her on the ass, hearing the guys pull up he plants one more kiss to her forehead before wrapping an arm around her shoulder, leading her towards Jax, Chibs and Bobby. He wasn't bullshiting Frankie. Jax was going to know about his he-man shit.

Joy POV

After she and Juan spoke to Jax about the confrontation between herself and Frankie, with a hefty amount of reluctance and reassurance that she was fine they headed inside for Church. Seeing the bruise on Frankie Diamonds jaw already showing made her grab her husband's thigh under the table. Juan's hand lays over hers as he leans back into his seat as Jax goes right in “All right. Meeting's all set with Gaalan and the cartel. Finally get this big gun deal locked down. Make green and brown happy.” She laces her fingers with Juan as Clays warn voice sounds off from his place at the end of the table “It's currently black that concerns me.” his comment starts a domino effect as Frankie speaks “Everyone else, too. People putting this home invasion shit on the club.” She and Juan release their grip on each other's hand to lean forward, her husband scuffing as Gogo adds his two cents, she rubs her temples as a migraine starts to form above her eyes. “Yeah, locals are very skittish, man.” this wasn't news, this town either loved or hated them. For shit, they did control or shit they didn't. She couldn't count on one hand how many women in town would switch to the other side of the street as she did her grocery shopping. Charming was her home now but it was so damn wishy-washy.

“We can't control what people think. Charming's love and hate swings back and forth on us. It always has.” She nods, but her eyes automatically roll into her head, seems Clay just couldn't keep his decrepit mouth shut. “Be aware, son. As long as these attacks keep happening, that hate swings that far out may never get the love back.” seems she and Tig were of one mind today, she watches him lean forward, his bright eyes zeroing in on the new men at the table “You guys are all full of shit. The town knows these attacks are not on us.” Her husband and Bobby on either side of her saying their agreement. She actually snorts as Frankie says “You calling us liars, Tiggy?” Chibs having mostly kept his thoughts to himself had reached an end “No, no, what he's saying is you, you, and you don't know shit about our town. And I wouldn't be surprised if ya fucks were lying since ya would rather push a lass then turn in your fucking papers.” Frankie moves to stand but her father's hand slams him back down by his shoulder as Peg leg shouts “We know Roosevelt's gonna be up our ass.” Jax having had enough slams his hand on the table “Enough.I'm sitting down with Pope as soon as he's back in town. If it's black, it'll stop. End of discussion.”

In the silence everyone takes a breath, Juan's hand slides up the back of her cut and shirt to touch her skin. She leans into it as Chibs soothing bough almost whispers “It ain't the attacks we should be worried about. It's the coke mule. We gotta figure out that endgame.” She nods, her hands flat on the table as she speaks mostly to herself, having forgotten how quiet it was. “He's right.” and for the first time since their face off Frankie speaks directly to her “ So you want out?” she glances up at the man, she can feel Juan's hand move to grip her shirt in his fist, expecting her to fly over the table. But she doesn't, locking eyes with the man she speaks coldly “I want to stay alive. We have lost two men since this shit started. I don't want to put another of my boys in a box.” She feels her father's foot bump hers under the table, she doesn't look at him though, moving her focus back to her hands still on the table as Jax struggles to keep them focused “Look, business with the cartel does bring in a lot of cash. But it also brings in a lot of heat, man. We voted this in knowing it would be short-term. I'm also looking for other ways to earn. Steady cash without the risk.”

She arches a brow as she looks up at Jax, but Bobby's voice makes her look at him. Shocked to see a grin on his face “ It's pink, wet, tastes like sunshine.” She smirks as speaks at the same time as her father “Pussy.” She glances over at him, leaning across the table to slap hands with him as Tig says “or Italian ice. I'm okay with both.” she giggles as she plops back down in her seat, her husband's shoulders shaking as he shakes his head at Tig. Jax chuckles and leans forward on his elbows “Nero Padilla. The guy that gave us safe haven before we went to County. He's been running a legit escort service for five years. Recently got pushed out of Stockton due to our complication. He's looking for a new place to set up shop I've made a deal with him. I'm gonna be his partner. We'll tap into Cara Cara, add a little star power to her stable.” She nods, it would work, her mind already speeding off a mile a minute. She barely hears Clays say “What's that look like for the table?”

She had to admit, she was curious “Right now, I'm fronting the merger, but I want this to be a club business. I trust this guy, He's straight up about profit.” Her husband, ever the businessman ask the question on her mind “What kind of money is it?” Jax's leans back in his chair, tilting his head to look between her and her husband “ It ain't as lucrative as hauling coke. But it'll keep us comfortable. And out of Fed crosshairs. When it's up and running, take a look. You guys want in, we'll vote it.” Personally, she didn't want you to wait, this was a project she could sink her teeth into, for once Clay said something she actually agrees on “Why wait? Let's vote it now.” the look Jax gave Clay showed his mounting annoyance with the older bastard but he gave in “All right. Everyone in favor of moving into the companion business.” a united agreement sounded through the room. And she couldn't help but smile. Maybe they would finally be done with this shit “Good. We'll figure out percentages when I nail shit down with Nero.” As the gavel bangs she and Juan head for the door, her nose taking in the smell coming from the club kitchen and she can't help but peek inside. Grinning at Chucky as he cooks “Chucky, what are you cooking in there? Smells good.” the man turns to her and smiles “Just some gumbo, seafood to be exact. You want a bowl? Heard you and Juice haven't eaten lunch.” she nods “ two bowls would be nice. Thank you.”

Taking the two piping hot bowls from the man she trots into the main room. Seeing most of the guys relaxing, she spots her husband on the couch with his laptop on his lap. Moving around the majority of her grouped up men with passing grins she makes it to Juan and sets the bowl on the table in front of him as she takes her seat next to him. “What's shaking my sexy tech master.” she takes a bite of the gumbo and winches as her eyes water. Fuck that's hot. She glares as Juan smirks at the look on her face. “You need either blow on it or wait till it cools down Joy.” she swallows and steals some of his water on the table “Oh I'll blow something later.” he chuckles and leans over to kiss her jaw. “But seriously. What has you at your Keyboard?” she does as he advised, blowing on her spoonful before taking a bite as he points to the screen “I was thinking maybe Nero could use a website. Working on an example to show to him and Jax. Online reservations, bios of the girls, maybe have their talents. Since this isn't meant to look like a high-class whore house but an escort service maybe say some of them are good at public functions and for appearances. Maybe function dates and the like in the larger cities around Charming.” she nods as he talks, he had a point. Charming wasn't large but she knew Diosa had girls that were international from the blonde girl living out of state. Holding out a spoonful for Juan she comments “Not bad. You should let Jax know so Nero can give you his girls info. Get a jump on it so you can have the website before the opening Have the girls scheduled up.” She smacks her husband's hand as he tries to grab for her bowl, pointing to the one on the table. “I'm still working on the break-ins. I'm thinking about going to talk to Eli and Unser. See what either of them have. Won't ask him at the station, meet his wife through Gemma and I brought her some cookies once. Might go by their house.” Juan narrows his eyes, pointing his spoon at his wife as he scuffs through his mouthful of food. “You just want to pick his wife's brains since your green thumb is slowly turning black.” the spoon fight that ensues was photographed and observed by their grinning club brothers. She currently has one of said pictures as her screen lock.

Hour later

She was not looking forward to this meeting with the Kings. The others were ok it was mostly Galeen who was pissing her off, she understood wanting to work with Clay because of his past relationships but to outright refuse to work with the club because Clay had been down was Childish and unprofessional. She pulled up next to barn she grins to herself as her father and Juan pull up on either side of her. Seemed not a lot has changed, after all, Walking around the van holding Miles and Clay, she stands between Juan and her father as she asks Miles about Clay. Mindset, living and the like, she might have hated the man but until Jax gave the go-ahead she would keep him comfortable…...like a lamb for slaughter. She leans next to her husband against the van, her hand moving between him and the van, letting her pointer finger hang from one of his belt loops as they waiting for Clay and Galeen to finish shooting the shit. She is broken from her silent musing when she hears Galeen’s distinct voice rise in volume “Our seniority is earned, not sewn on with cheap thread.” She sighs, pulling a Joint from her inner pocket case she lights up as Jax's steps forward. Galeen wasn't fucking with old Jax anymore, this new one was a whole new man “Hey. We got some kind of beef, let's throw it on the table.” she watches the boys surround Jax, her father and Husband included, she wasn't a fool to think this wouldn't end in a showdown, she was half Irish. She knew what was about to go down. “Don't be so sensitive, laddie.”

She almost chokes on her inhale as she laughs, maybe she and this new Jax weren't so different. “Grow some balls, you Irish prick. You got a problem with me, you tell me to my face.” she watches Galeen as he walks over to Jax, she stays silent, looking to any outside as if she could care less what they were doing. Her boys knew better, she had already counted multiple ways to kill the Kings and had long ago walked these woods to find ways out. She was her father's daughter. “ All right. I think you're arrogant, selfish, and explosive. Wreckage you caused in Belfast got a man of God and one of my dearest friends killed.” Many men had died in Belfast from what she remembered her father and Juan saying so for once she was extremely confused until Jax speaks “You talking about the priest?” she watches Galeen nod “Aye. Kellan Ashby took me out of the streets of Armagh. Saved my life.” she could understand now, some of the anger Galeen had for Jax, but the priest kept Jax's child from him. The bastard could rot in hell for that, Able was like her own child, she would have spilled holy blood in rivers for her kid too.

She can't help but smirk as Jax's voice gets that decidedly evil tint to it “Right. Gave you the Catholic blessing of the blood? Made you a gangster of Christ?” she isn't as shocked as the guys are when Galeen swings on Jax, knocking him backward into herself and Juan, her arm is stretched over his shoulder with her Glock in hand but he grabs her wrist “Down girl.” she slides her Glock back into her holster, watching Jax strip off his cut and sweatshirt, tossing them to her husband and his rings to Bobby “That's it! Now we're making progress.” she shakes her head with an exasperated grin as her husband and boys watch Jax and a now shirtless Galeen circle each other. They were all bloodthirsty shit heads, but she will admit to being just as excited to see this showdown. As smoke billows from her lips and upward she winches as Jax's fist slams into the Irish king's face with a resounding crack. As they rip each other apart, insults flying like their fists between them she finishes her blunt. Snuffing it out on the bottom of her boot she moves to stand next to Clay, watches the two she sees Clay's head turn out of the corner of her eye. Following his gaze she sees the Cartel pull up.

She locks eyes with Clay for a moment, even though both their glasses it was obvious they were locked. She scuffs and looks away “How's your half lung?” the older man gives her that wide teasing grin that takes her back to first meeting him “I'm not dead yet sonshine.” She smirks, watching the two men fighting, blood dripping from cuts in their eyebrows and lips. “not yet anyway. I haven't tried.” Her smirk grows at his weathered chuckle, she would never forgive Clay, even with her dying breath and his body long dead she would curse him. But she would always be thankful for her cut, he did give her that chance. She didn't have to like the man to respect him on some things. She shakes hands with Romeo as he moves from his hummer to her and Clays side “ I didn't know you were gonna have entertainment.” Clay smirks “Just a little Irish discussion.” she snickers, Romeo looks over at her, his eyes serious “Should I be worried?” she grin, waving her head as she lights up a cigarette “Nope. It'll all end in Guinness and man-hugs.” she walks over to her husband's side telling him to hold her bag, not answering him as he asked why, she could feel his eyes on her though, She goes around the side of the barn, tying her hair back in a ponytail as her cig hangs between her lips as she drags the hose past Clay and Romeo. Her thumb firmly on the opening she locks eyes with Phil tilts her head back to where she came from.

The bigger man chuckles and goes to turn on the hose. As she feels water slowly start up she aims it at Jax and Galeen, smirking as it takes them a minute to realize they were being hosed, both men sputter and turn their backs to her. She yells for Phil to turn off the hose, she drops it and reaches for her bag as her husband holds it out to her, she tries to ignore the heated look he was giving her. She would deal with him later, she holds out to cig to her husband to take it from her as she glares at the two soaking wet men. “Now that you to are done. I have shit to do and since you, two Irish blooded shits want a fight do it on someone else's time. Let's go.” Jax narrows his eyes at her but nods, Galeen wipes blood mixed water from his eyes and speaks “You didn't have to hose us lass.” She arched a brow “I'm half Irish, try that shit on someone who doesn't share the same temperament.” she walks into the barn, hearing Galeen ask who her blood was, but she ignored it as she got comfort sitting on one of the only surfaces not covered by ammo or hardware. Her husband files in not seconds later, a grin on his face as he leans on the haystack next to her. “You realize you hosed not just your club prez but an Irish king.” She snuffs, checking the time on her watch “No I hosed down two idiots who wanted to measure their dick sizes but were to chicken to whip it out on the fly.” Her husband's wheezing laugh makes her giggle as he leans his forehead on her shoulder since no one was around she kisses the side of his tattooed scalp. “I love you wheezy.” he lifts his head to kiss her lips. “Love you too baby.”

As the three groups file in she and Juan put some distance between them. It wasn't a fact of not wanting to be close, she wanted him in her orbit constantly, even after months of being married. But they both understood business, during business hours they weren't Juan and Joy, they were Juice and Sonshine. Romeo looks through a few of the crates before turning to Jax and Galeen “Trust you gentlemen worked things out.” as both men nod she smirks, she doubted this would be the last incident. Romeo nods, getting right down to business “Whole payment for this shipment, half down on the next. We'll haul these back today. But we're gonna need a drop every two weeks.” Jax looks her way then nods “Yeah. We can make that work.” Galeen glances at Clay sitting not too far from her. He didn't seem to get that Clay wasn't making choices anymore. “Us, too.” with that the meeting was over in minutes. As she was making her way the door to help the Cartel boys load up Galeen says “Don't you want to check your hardware first?” something in his voice was off, she slowly moves to stand with her father and Juan. Both of whom were watching the scene with confused stares as Romeo says “I trust you.” Galeen having none of it, shakes his head, moving to stand behind the large Gatlin in the middle of the barn “I insist. Open the door.”

She is yanked to stand behind Galeen along with the others, she watches in Horror as the bastard opens fire. Chibs, Bobby and Jax bikes taking it full force. She feels Chibs try to crawl over her, using her body weight she leans into him as the others hold him back. She glares down Galeen as he releases the gun turning to grin at her enraged group. But Jax walks past him with a grin “Way to close the deal brother. We will bill you for the bikes.” she lets the others follow him, walking past Galeen she spits at his feet “Coward” She watched the boys inspect the damage, feeling relief flood her when she realizes her father, Juan and her bike were beside the barn. Not in front where the rounds were fired. She feels Juan at her back, leaning into him she lets her tension release “We need to head out. I'm letting Chibs take my bike, you good with me driving yours and you ride behind?” she turns her head to give him a weary smirk “Any excuse to feel up those Abs I'll take.” She hands him the key, pressing a kiss to his slightly flushed cheek as Bobby wolf whistles, having heard her comment. She knew about the Biancone project Chucky had been on, she had helped Chibs lace the fudge, hell it was her fucking fudge they had laced.

So when they pulled up and went inside she wrinkles her nose at the slumped over man Tiggy was leaning on. “And I thought it needed to lose a few pounds.” She yelps as Juan cracks her on the ass, looking at him she sees his displeasure with her comment, she holds her hands up in surrender much to the men around her amusement. “But seriously that can't be healthy.” Her husband shakes his head, putting down the photography bag down on the floor gently as Jax looks the man over “How much did he eat?” Chucky leans around her shoulder to peer at Jax with his standard grin “All of it.” She couldn't help but grin, She made damn good fudge, laced or not. She catches the empty box as Tig tosses it to her “Chucky and I think he actually licked the box. Not that I blame him good shit.” she winks at the curly haired man as Jax moves to stand next to Juan, both their eyes focused on the slumped man “ How long do we have you think?” she shakes her head as Juan chuckles “ He's a big boy. Maybe like four hours?” she swats Juan's arm as he waves it in the passed out guys face, doing the same to Tig as he places his hand on the man's head “Stop it. Tig I know you like freaky shit but no…..just no.” the blue-eyed man pouts somewhat at her as Jax tells them to get the large man undressed.

She refuses to look and gets to work pulling out some things she had delivered to the clubhouse the other day. Feeling Tig rest his chin on her shoulder she smirks as he lifts up a set of nipple clamps with feathers and a ball gag. “And you say I'm freaky kid?” she giggles and shoves him back with her elbow. Handing the man a leather g-string in the man's size “put this on him you dork.” Once the man at least had on the g-string she turned around, walking over she gets to work on putting the clamps, Gag, and collar on him. Once that is done she grabs a chair as Juan gets to work snapping pictures, she watched him and can't help but grin. Sure the situation was fucked, but he seemed in his element behind the camera, maybe she should talk to him about looking into doing a few shots with him. For his eyes only of course. She is shaken from her thoughts of naughty photo shoots for her husband to Chuckys voice “We got something coming.” She stands with Jax, her eyes widen in shock for a moment before she realized what she was seeing. Jax was thinking on new levels nowadays it's seemed. “Salutations, gentlemen.” The taller woman's eyes land on her with a surprised look. “And gentle lady. Venus Van Dam, at your pleasure.”

She steps up past the guys and holds out her hand from the woman, giving her a genuine smile. “Joy Ortiz. Venus. Thank you for your time.” the taller woman nods and pulls her hand back “Aren't you a peach.” she winks as Jax finally gets a hold of himself, the man attacks like he hasn't seen a strong woman before “Thanks for coming.” She has to bite her lip to not howl as the woman gives her president a teasing grin “Not yet, baby. You gotta eat dinner 'fore you get dessert.” she looks at all her boys, and realizes they haven't dealt with someone of Venus’s caliber before, but with growing up openly liking any and all forms of Gender express or non expresstion as it were she wasn't that fazed. Guess she would be holding the bootlaces today, she moves to stand by her husband, rubbing his back as he looks between Venus and the large past out man. “Is he dead? 'Cause I don't do dead.” she giggles as Juan leans his head on her shoulder, his body shaking with silent laughter as Chucky, bless him, says “No, he's just fat.”

She watches Jax face off with Venus and can't help but feel like her poor prez is way out of his ballpark on this one. “Nero explain the situation? I need to know what happens here stays here”Venus never loosing her charm as she tilts her head in a distinctly feminine way “All my dates have that need, baby. But discretion ain't cheap.” she watches Jax hold up a folded stack of bills “I was told $2,000.” she leans back against her husband's chest, her head tilted back as she finally laughs, Bobby joining her as Venus gives her Prez a wicked grin “You were told right. That will do. My lips are sealed. Although I might open them up a little bit for you.” she sees Juan move his arms around her, Camara on hand and she helps him angle it just right as Venus drags her french tripped nails alone the large man's sternum to his navel as she speaks “He has been spending a little too much time at the pie-eatin' table. What am I supposed to do with Shamu?” as Jax handles that she flips through some of the pictures, nodding at Juan's work, turning her head she kisses his jaw “Looks good baby.” she lowers her voice. “Mm, maybe I should let you test your skills later, do a little naughty photo shoot.” Her poor husband, his eyes widen and he hides his flushes face into her neck, trying to muffle the groan. She is snapped from her warm, Juan shaped gazed as Jax calls her name “Joy.” she snaps her eyes towards him, seeing everyone watching them she arches a brow “Yes boss?” he nods to Venus who is watching her with a soft grin “Can you take me to the powder room peaches?” she nods, kissing Juan's stubble jaw she pulls away from him. She is stopped as Tigs voice stops them “I can give you a hand. If you need it beautiful.” she glances back to see Tigs eyes firmly on the taller woman by her side, said woman was currently taking in Tigs form and she couldn't help but smirk “It's not gonna happen tiger.” She laughs as she holds her arm put for Venus, leading her to the back bathroom. “Here you go. I'll let you change yourself. Let me know if your curls fall while changing, I'll help.”

The look Venus gives her is a soft one she doesn't quite understand, but it's gone quickly under her mask of sugar and sharp smiles “I'll be fine peaches. But if you insist. I'll call on you if needed.” It isn't long before Venus is out and she was seated with Chibs and her father as the other guys buzzed around Venus as she road the large man for all she was worth. Her father and Chibs hand long since rested their heads on her shoulder, trying to zone out of the situation they found themselves in. The old farts, she leans her cheek on Chibs head as she watches Juan and Jax talk “Did you get that Juice?” her husband holds up the camera and Jax chuckles “Oh, that's fantastic.” Her husband's wheezing laugh makes her smile at his back “ I don't know if that's the right word.” Juan kneels to get a good shot of the guys face and Venus and Jax watches him “Are you sure you can get rid of that tape?” She scuffs, making Jax turn to her with a grin. “That's Photoshop 101. I can do that in my sleep.” he chuckles and turns to Juan as he adds “Software I got? I can make this guy shit unicorns.”

Venus drops her act and turns to glare at Jax and her husband, what she says makes her choke so hard from laughing her dad has to wack her on the back “ There will be no shitting anything while I'm this close to that giant ass crack.” Once she downs the water Jax had given to her with a smirk she was ok, but her heart stops when Chucky stammers “Um guys you expecting somebody else?” No the fuck they weren't. She jumps to her feet as Chibs and her father move to stand on either side of the door, when it opens a body a little taller then hers is yanked through. Her father yanks the body to its feet and she sees it's a young man. Couldn't be maybe her age or even younger. “Holy shit! What are you doing to Allen?” She glares down the small boy, her mind coming up blank, she was so fucking worried not even Venus could make her chuckle right now “ Charming Community Theater, baby.” she slowly slides her hand behind her back to her Glock, but is stopped by her husband's hand on her wrist “ Yeah, right. I know who you guys are. You're Sons. Yeah, what, you guys drug him or something? Huh? Allen. Damn You dudes are totally blackmailing him.”

She turns to Jax and Chibs as the older man's voice practically echos around the silent room “What do we do with this, Jackie?” she gives the kid a chilled grin “I could take good care of him.” the boy shrinks back, her husband's arm drapes across her shoulder, holding her back gently by the neck “Come on Ms.O. it's me, Devin Price. The bag boy who helps you load up when you come by the market.” She replaces the boys outfit with the green apron and white shirt of the country market and curse to herself “Your his stepson aren't you.” the boy nods and moves to step closer to her, seeing as she was the only one he kinda knew “Nah, it's cool, Mrs.Ortiz. We can work something out.” she watches the boy yank out his phone, snapping a few pictures before her father snatches the phone from him. “Ow fuck! come on, dude. I just want to use this shit against him, too.” she tilts her head, her mind working a mile a minute, but it seems Jax had his own ideas “ I'm guessing you two aren't very close.” the boy scuffs, glancing down at his overweight father with contempt “Nah, he's a total dick, man.” Venus makes a noise, causing everyone to glance her way, Joy could see she was up to something “How how old are you, sugar?” the boy stares directly at venus, well her tits anyway “Twenty-one.” She watches Venus prowl towards the boy, she had an idea what Venus was up too, but she wanted to see it in action “Mm. I do like 'em young and sweet.” Venus stands before the boy, her hand reaching down to grab him “Now have you ah. Have you ever had your dick sucked by a Southern girl with a huge cock? Oh, baby, you are in for a treat. I will make you come so hard it'll make your grandmamma wet.”

She can't help but bite down on her lip at the hazy look on the poor fools face as he stutters out “My grandmother is dead….and Dude, you're like, a dude.” She hears Venus’s chuckle from her place between Juan and Chibs “ Well, now you're catching on, young gun.” Jax seeing a chance takes it, peering around Venus at the boy he gives him a look of mock sympathy “Doesn't mean you're gay, man. We all been there.” she tries to keep her face straight as the boy looks hopefully around the room, her husband's voice barely composted as he says

“Lot of cock. Lots of slamming cock.” finally the boys eyes land on her “But Mrs.O is a chick.” all the guys look at her, she knows she has to drive it home. She wraps an arm around Chibs waist, giving the boy a teasing grin she says “Doesn't mean I don't wear a strap on boy.” She swats Chibs on the ass, causing the Scot to glare at her when the boy isn't looking. “All right. Cool, let's do this.” Venus laughs and wraps her Scarfe around the boys neck “Pants off. Wrap this around your eyes. I like the element of surprise. Back there.” she points to the lounge area and once the boy vanishes around the corner Chibs closes in on her and pinches her side “thems fighting words lass.” She hides behind a wheezing Juan as Venus talks to Jax, taking the boys phone from him. “Now I suggest you clean up Tubby while I get some photos of this disenchanted little boy.” She smiles over her husband's shoulder at Venus “That would be very helpful my lady.” She gives Joy a teasing grin “Oh as much as I like you Princess Peach I'm not about helping you, It's about my bottom line.” Venus turns her attention to Jax, the man nodding “I'll give you another grand.” Venus scuffs, holding up two fingers “Two. Okie-dokie.” Jax gives in with a smile, the woman had done him a solid today, in Joys book she could have what the hell she wanted. She watches Venus look at Tig that same soft look, flashes before she gives the blue-eyed man a wicked grin “You jealous, tiger?” Tiggy just smiles “Kind of.” Venus nods “I know you are.”

As Venus heads back to take care of the boy they all scramble to get the man dubbed Shamu back into his clothes, she put all the clothes they had used for the pictures in a bag she planned to burn later. She hears the shout from the back room as the boy finishes, embarrassingly early as she looks at her watch, ten minutes. Yikes. She is seated on her husband's lap when Venus comes out, waving the phone for Jax to take. As Jax fills the boy in on how things will for from here she looks over the pictures with Bobby, grinning as he chuckled at some and nodded at others. But their eyes are snapped back to the boy when he says “I would never rat on you guys, man. I think the MC's awesome.” Jax grins and pats the boy on the shoulder trying to steer him to the door “Yeah, we are. All right. See ya kid.” The boy shakes off the hand and looks at Joy, hoping she will understand “No, I mean seriously. I'd like to, like, hang out with you guys sometime.” She gives him a hard look, getting to her feet she stands before him, he has maybe an inch on her but apparently, she was still somewhat imposing despite her short stature “I'll make you a deal. Get your own bike with your own hard earned money from the market. Learn to ride the bike until it's practically second nature, take care of and dismantle and put back together said bike and we will talk. I did all of this before I was even a prospect. My dad helped me learn.” She nodded to the imposing figure by the door, grinning when the kid sank into himself even more. “But that will take forever Ms.O.” She nods “Exactly. If you want this you have to prove you can put in work. We were all prospects at one point kid.”

The boy nods, holding out his hand for her to shake she chuckles and shakes his hand, turning him by the shoulders she pushes him towards the door. Once it's shut Jax turns to give her an odd look “Why do you actually talk to him about it. He won't make it.” She arches a brow “Because it took me years to do what I told him to do. By that time I hope we aren't losing brothers. He might be smarter and better by then.” Jax shakes his head but lets it go. Venus comes up to stand between her and Jax, Jax holds out another stack of bills for the taller woman “Thank you, darlin'.” Venus nods, handing Joy a slip of paper that she slides into her cut pocket to check later, she accepts Venus kiss to the cheek. “Whenever Y'all need a little Venus love, give me a call. I'm the belle who does not tell.” she snickers at the look on Jax face as Venus plants at quick kiss on his lips. But she is more interested at the exchange between her and Tig. She can't hear what Venus says to him but she catches the sly pinch to his ass. Shaking her head she moves to grab the huge man's tie and pull as her husband, father and Chibs struggle to push him towards the desk. She screams and falls to the ground as the man seems to spring awake, shoving her to the ground to get to Tig. She hears Tig scream and by the time she is back on her feet the man is knocked out again and his mouth and shirt are covered in blood. She calms her husband as he checks her over “I'm ok. Just bruised hip.” She walks over to Tig who is leaned against the wall as Chibs checks his bloodstained ass cheek “That's gonna scar.”

TIME JUMP

Once they had gotten Tig to the shop she had kissed Juan goodbye. She needed to try to catch Roosevelt's wife before she left her plant shop, she had almost missed her, pulling up on her bike she grins at the woman “Glad I caught you, Rita.” She and Rita had known each other since Eli came to town. She had wanted to spend time on making a garden while Juan and her father had been gone, to give her then ole man something beautiful to come home too. So she had came here and struck up a friendship with the older woman. Even when she found out who the woman was married too she still came by each week to see her and the new plants in bloom. But as much as she hated how Juan put it her green thumb was turning black. And she needed advice. “Hello, Joy. I'm actually headed home. If you want to follow feel free.” She nods, it wasn't the first time she had been to the lovely sheriff's house, and honestly, she was happy Roosevelt had no clue. She did like the woman and didn't want her husband thinking Joy was out to get something from him through her.

Before long hours had passed and they were laughing on the couch “It's not funny Rita. Juan has no filter. Flat out told me my thumb was gonna kill my garden.” She couldn't help but giggle as the older woman kicked her feet as she laughed. “Ok, I'm sorry. Your husband is just funny. I see him around town sometimes. He seems like a sweet man.” she nods “Thank you. Most people just see the cut and tattoos. But all my boys are good men. Just hard lives. I just hate how the town thinks the break-ins are us. It's not Rita I swear to you. Seriously I'm out here looking for clues too. And I'm stumped.” the woman gives her a deep look, almost as if she is looking for the lie in her words before nodding. “I know your club does things on the other side of the law then my husband. But, I can see your club through you Joy. If these men are anything like you, then I believe charming is safe from direct harm from The MC.” she nods, wiping under her eyes as the tears in them flow over, it was good to be believed without having to bare your soul. She loved the women she knew through the club but she saw Rita was the except, this was someone who she could talk to about other things, not club related. She is broken from her musing as Rita runs for the bathroom, chasing after her she holds the woman's hair back as she heaves up the juice she had been drinking.

Finally, when she is done, she leans the panting woman against the tub, filling the cup by the sink up and handing it to her as she flushes the toilet for the woman. She holds her hand out once the woman seems to gather her wits, she gives her a hesitant grin “Should I say congratulations or was that from bad food at lunch?” the older woman scuffs and moves into her bedroom “Congratulations.” Joy can't help but smile widely, wrapping the slender woman in a warm hug. “I'm so happy for you.” both women pull apart as the sound of a door creeping open alerts them they aren't alone, Rita moves to open her mouth but Joy quickly slaps a hand over it. Keeping her voice low she whispers “Do you have a gun?” the woman nods behind her hand, her shaking hand coming up to point to the bedside table where Joy could also see a landline. “Take the gun and the phone. I want you to lock yourself in the bathroom and call your husband. Tell him to get home now, and tell him I'm here. If you hear me tell you to run you shimmy your ass out the small window in there and go. I'll be fine ok.” Rita nods, quickly doing as she was told while Joy locked the door and checked her silenced Glocks. Seeing Rita looking at her from the bathroom, she sees the fear in the woman's eyes as she dials for Eli. Joys Glocks aimed for the door. “Eli, please come home. Someone is here. I'm with Joy, don't ask why just come home.” she hangs up, Joy nods and moves to close the door but Rita stops her, her eyes wide and blown out “I'm scared.” She was too, but she gives the woman a shadow of a grin. “I'm not dying today Rita.” she slams the bathroom door and waits to hear the lock fall into place before facing the door. Joy was gone, Sonshine was checked in.

“Wrong House asshole.” the door to the bedroom is kicked open, and for a solid minute, the world was blurry and slow until she feels a body ram into her and it all speeds up again. She uses her Glock handle to hit the large man on top of her in the back, he knocks the guns from her hands yanking her up by the hair she uses the momentum to push him onto his back, leaning down she clamps her teeth onto the only visible skin she could see, his neck, take a chunk out as the taste of iron fills her mouth and she yanks, taking skin with her. The man uses his foot to shove her off, scrambles away from her, holding his neck as she wipes her mouth yelling “GO RITA.” She moves to her feet to ram the man before her until she sees two others come up behind him, she realizes she lost her Glocks. Glaring them down, blood dripping from her mouth, she barely remembers what happens next, she couldn't tell you who fired. But she remembers the pain, she remembers the smell of smoke as the gun goes off, and she remembers as it hits her in the stomach, she falls back into the dresser and down to the floor, as pain radiates she curls into herself, her bloody hand she used to wipe her mouth held over her stomach as she listens to the men “Fuck. You shoot her. Dude that's Sonshine what the fuck.” She was trying to push past the pain, they knew her. How? She whimpers as one of them pokes at her with his boot “Yeah. Come on. She won't make it as is and we need to go. Sheriff's old lady ran for it.” She listens to the sound of their footfalls on the carpet as they run. She hears noises not long after, the sound of yelling, handing holding her face, she opens her eyes and sees nothing but blurry shapes as tears stream from her eyes, but she knows Rita's voice, knows the floral smell of her perfume. She is safe, she smiles, one word falls from her lips as she finally gives into the darkness around her “Juan.”

Juice POV

His body couldn't stop shaking, even as Hap drove them to the hospital, Tig and Chibs had been in the clubhouse when Roosevelt came by. All he kept hearing was Joy was shot, her face flashed before his eyes and he was already out the door before the man could finish, Hap on his heels. Making it to St.Thomas he runs inside with Hap while Tig and Chibs find a spot, he almost slides into the front desk he is running so fast “Joy Ortiz. She was shot.” the woman looks through the system “Room two twenty.” he nods and hits the elevator. The guys would catch up, him as hap must look half insane, bobbing and weaving through the late night staff. Finally, he comes to a screeching stop outside Joys room, flinging the door open. What he sees makes his legs give out, his wife, his beautiful wife was sat up talking to her doctor, looking a little worse for wear but alive….She was alive. He feels hands on his arms as he stares at her, seeing the look of pain on her face as she tries to stand and come to him he crawls to her. Not caring who sees, he presses his face into her sweatpants covered thighs as she sits on the bed. His arms wrapped tightly around her as he cries, she was cold, he could tell by the way she slides her hands down the top of his shirt, her hands felt like ice and he cursed the hospital temp. His wife didn't like the cold.

Once he could finally release his grip on her legs enough to look up at her he saw her wet, red-rimmed eyes on him only. He leans into her fingertips as they trace his ear to his jaw “Oh Juan. I'm ok. Did Eli not tell you the whole story?” he gives her a watery laugh, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand “He started off with you were shot. Didnt get much else out since we were half way here by then.” she laughs, but the flash of pain and the way she grabs her side makes him stand. Finally realizing her doctor had been watching the scene unfold with a shocked expression he holds out his hand “I'm sorry. I'm her husband Juan. These men are her father and uncles.” The doctor shakes his hand and opens his charts “Perfectly alright. As I was telling your wife, she was lucky. She was wearing a vest that stopped the bullet, but the force from it being close range did leave a nasty bruise.” his eyes glance at her as she lifts the hem of the hospital issue sweatshirt and hisses through his teeth. The bruse itself was a dark purple, it was an inch or two above her navel, and spread outward like a sun drawing. Looking back at the doctor he points to his wife “Anything else?” the man glances over the charts. “We got blood from her mouth but it turned out to be one of the men. She took skin and blood when she bit him.” he heard Tig chuckle, he ignores the man as he walks over to give his wife a firm kiss on the head. “She will mostly be sore in the bruised area and her lower back, the man rammed her pretty hard. Other then that we gave her pain meds to take, she had already taken one so she won't be up much longer and other then not letting her drive while she is on them that's all we have.”

He nods shaking the man's hand as he makes his way out, taking his wife's face in his hands he looks her over. She looks bone tired and a little doped up already. “I'm so happy your ok baby.” he chuckles when she pokes out her lips, trying to get him to kiss her. He gives in when she yanks him close by the bottom of his shirt, feeling a hand on his shoulder he moved out of the way as Hap finally had enough. He let's Joy and Hap have a moment, pushing the guys from the room he rubs his forehead. “Ok, Chibs can you pull the van around? Wanna get Joy home but I need to fill out her release forms.” Chibs gives him a mock salute and heads for the elevator. Turning to Tig he looks over his shoulder and narrows his eyes “Can you track down a wheelchair? I don't want her walking in pain and doped up.” Tig is off like a hound dog. He heads for the half moon shaped nurses station, he gets to work on filling out the paper for his wife when he feels a tap on his shoulder, he expects to see one of the guys but is surprised to see Eli and his wife Rita. He holds his hand out for the woman “I don't think we have meet properly. I'm Juan.” he almost loses his footing when the woman bypasses his hand to hug him, his arms by his side he looks at Eli to see the man with red-rimmed eyes, but he takes the man's nod and hugs the slender woman back before pulling back. “Um, thanks. I guess.”

Rita nods “Joy saved me. She didn't even think, I don't know what would have happened had she…...I'm pregnant and….” it made sense now. He watches Eli slide his hand over his wife's stomach, Joy must have known. He shakes his head “My wife is tough. If she had it in her head to keep you and your kid safe you were going to be safe no matter what she had to do.” he sees Eli turn to look down the hall, and he can't help but grin when he sees Tig, Hap and Chibs fighting over who gets to push his wife in the wheelchair, Rita heads towards his wife, leaving him and Eli alone. It's awkward as hell, but Eli breaks the silence “I see now. That I was wrong.” Juan looks up at him in confusion, but Eli isn't looking at him. He is focused on his wife as she talks to Joy, holding one of her hands as she does “Joy wouldn't have stood in front of a bullet, to save my wife and child if she thought Rita wasn't actually in danger.” Roosevelt turns to face him “I still think the club is a key but maybe not a willing one. Your club or I need to stop this Juice. Before someone's wife doesn't make it.” As Joy reaches them he can tell the pills have kicked in by the hazy look in her eyes as the way her head keeps rolling from side to side. Moving Tig from the handles he takes over, leading down he kisses the top of her tangle curls “Let's get you home.”

Next Morning

He had woke with a start, dreams of Joy not making it, of having to bury his wife had his body drenched in sweat. But looking over her sees her inky black curls a riot against her pillowcase and some curls even making their way onto his pillow. He leans over to press a kiss to her temple, he heads to the bathroom to catch a shower, by now he knew the others had filled in the guys and since church wasn't until noon he still had a few hours to make breakfast and get Sonny out in the backyard. Or that had been the plan until he felt his wife's small hands slide around his waist from behind as he showered. Bringing her around fro behind him he took inventory, now that she was stripped of clothes he could see the full extent of the damage, the bruise had gotten larger, much to his dismay, it's looked like a purple sunburst above her navel. Looking up at her he sees her looking off to the side, shame and embarrassment plain as day on her face and he scuffs, grabbing her chin he forces her to look up at him. “Don't fucking do that. Don't let this shit make you embarrassed to be seen by me. You saved a pregnant woman last night, you stared down three men from what you told the doctor said, even took a fucking bite out of one. I don't know a son now who would do that and survive. I'm in awe of you.”

He watches her eyes close, tears mixing with the water. He let her have her moment, his hand working her shampoo through her long curls, she carried so much inside of her body. So much love, fire, and brilliance. But with those good extremes comes bad ones, doubt, low self-esteem, a temper hotter than hellfire on a ahair then trigger. But he wouldn't have her any other way, he was halfway through washing her legs while he let her conditioner sit when he felt her hand on the top of his head. Finishing what he was doing he stands, looking down at her he sees her eyes seem lighter like they had been before all this. Pressing a kiss to her lips he sighs “I love you, Joy. Finish up in here. I'm going to let sonny out and make breakfast. Want some fruit?” she smiles up at him, making him chuckle and lean in for another kiss. “Ok I need to go before I start something.” he swats her naked ass, dodging her swinging arm as he escapes. He cleans off as he watches her peek around the shower curtain with narrowed eyes that promised retribution...he couldn't wait.

He knew Joy took more time then he did in the shower so he headed for the living room to get some early shit done but stops dead in his tracks, seeing Tig and Chibs on his couch, both passed out cold. He back peddles to the spare bedroom seeing a large lump under the covers he guessed was his father in law. Ok…..fruit wasn't the only thing he would be cooking it seems. He saved Joys for last, she liked her stuff cold when she ate so he set about mixing the batter for pancakes and put the hot coffee on knowing the guys would rise as the smell of food and drink filled the house. Not twenty minutes later three silent men drank and ate before him as he guzzles down his own morning mix, he was used to the looks Tig would give his morning green mix. So he ignores him while he cuts up some watermelon and pineapples for his wife. Her bottle of cold brew already in the fridge, All the men in the room freeze when Joy makes her appearance, her wet curls making her hair look twice as small as it normally was, she was already dressed for the day in dark jeans and an old sons shirt. Her cut was hanging by the door next to his, he watches her press a kiss to each men's cheek before coming to stand at his side.

Joy POV

She can feel them watching, she knows they are worried but she is ok. She knows how bad it could have gotten. Finally having enough she put her fork down and stares them all down “Guys I promise you I'm not going to explode. I'm ok. It was scary as fuck I was shot point blank. But I'm not dead. Can we please move on and try to find these assholes, I have ideas on who it might be but I want to check a few things first.” at least they had the sense to look somewhat chastised, taking the last bite of her watermelon she puts her stuff in the sink and opens the back door letting sonny inside from his little roll on the morning grass. Looking over at Juan she grins “Go get dressed, we have church soon.” she heads into the living room, letting the others finish their food she lays out on the couch and let her thoughts wander, she knows exactly who it was at the house. Sure she could take this straight to Jax, but she needed proof, she needed Unser and Roosevelt. Sure she had Frankie by the balls, or the neck as it were, her teeth would put him in that house. But Peg and Gogo would be harder. Frankie could have been flying solo, and that still doesn't explain why they did this, why fuck up a club they were a part of.

She jerks when someone lays their hand on her shoulder, she hisses as she curls into herself, making the pain in her stomach flair. She refused to take those damn Meds unless she was fucking crying, she slaps Tigs hands away as he kneels down before her to fuss over her, taking deep breath the pain dulls and she looks at the worried man before her. She sighs with a painful grin. “Don't scare me Tiggy. Tensing hurts.” the man nods, his pretty blues taking in her face and she sees he wants to say something. She tilts her head “Come on Alex. Don't hold back on me now.” he chuckles, his fingers coming up to playfully knock her chin. “Don't scare us like that again kid. Don't know what a few of us would do without you.” despite his teasing tone she knew he was serious, she knew he wouldn't be the last of the men to tell her today. She expected nothing less, as much as she says these men are her boys she never stopped to realize she was one of their girls. She leans forward, kissing his forehead as nods “Promise to not fly off without any of my boys close. Deal?” she holds up her pinky, wiggling at him he rolls his eyes but locks his pinky with hers. She turns when she hears a rough chuckle, seeing Chibs watching them, a grin on his face “I see, he gets a secret handshake but I get my ass felt up. I see how it is lass.” the scene her husband walks in on has him grinning most of the day, it was good to see him so happy, after the terror he must have faced last night.

Hour Jump

She expected the concern, but she hadn't expected to be swarmed by a group of grown ass men, spitting out questions like the cops she shoves past them all saying they would talk later, she was tired of retelling the story, she took her seat between Bobby and Juan, her hand over his as it rested on her upper thigh, she looked up to see Jax watching her. “Go about business and I'll tell you later.” the man narrows his eyes but nods and begins church “I pressed Pope on these home invasions. He swears it ain't coming from him. He's gonna dig into the street, see if he can turn up some new intel.” all eyes zone in on Tig as he speaks up, his eyes off to the side “Jax. You believe this guy?” she understood his hesitation, this man they were currently in bed with is the same man who burned his daughter alive. He had every right to be worried and uncomfortable “Look, we all know who this guy is and what he's capable of. But what he's doing now suggests he's telling the truth.” she glances at Juan and her father, seems she wasn't the only one confused, just ask she was about to ask her father beat her to the punch “ Like what, taking half our muling cut?”

Jax's takes her father's question with patients alot of people didn't have “Like offering to double it. Pope can push another 30 keys east through Reno. We talked to Luis. Galindo can easily up the supply. Now, what that means for us is we'll haul 60 keys back from AZ. Pope gives us the 50 he was gonna take that's another hundred on top.” She feels Juan stiffen next to her, and she understands. Both of them had been against this from the very start, and now to see him wanting to go deeper but hearing him talk of leaving it the other day had her more confused then she would like to be. She doesn't even glance at Bobby as he speaks “This guy realizes he can make a lot more money if we're an ally.” she saw the science, get the money they need now and split, but what else would they lose on the road to the end of this shit. She rubs her eyes with the hand not holding Juan's as Clay speaks “You know I've seen guys like Damon Pope before; I know how they operate. They make you offers too good to pass up, they line your pockets with easy cash, and before you know it you're wearing shackles, calling him Massa.” She nods, as much as Clay stepped on any and every button in her body he did speak sense. “He is right Jax.” she opens her eyes to see looks of surprise on her club brothers faces “I hate Clay, but I am tired of the shit muling had given us Jax. Two dead brothers and I almost died last night and this shit gets us deeper. But maybe you see something I don't.”

Jax's face, for a split second, loses the hard look and she sees her friend, not her president as he reaches over to pat her hand she had laid on the table “We're getting out of the coke haul. That's a promise. But for now, for me, this makes sense. Let's vote for it. Everyone in favor?” Once again she and Juan stood firm, no. She was done with this, but she couldn't help but feel hurt hearing her father agree. But she had long ago told herself to never hold votes against the person. Everyone had their reasons. With it, evening even at six to six Rat slammed the hammer firmly into the yes court by seven to six. Once again they would be muling, only a larger haul this time around. Jax slams the hammer down as the others move to leave he grabs her hand “You and Juice stay. I need answers.” she nods, leaning back in her chair she watches the others leave. Once the door is closed she glances at Jax “Where should I start?” she watches him rub his face as Bobby grabs the seat on his left that Chibs had vacated. She takes comfort in her husband as his hand rubs up and down her thigh. “I went to dig up some info from Roosevelt. I and Rita had gotten somewhat close while I was doing stuff in the garden of mine and Juan's house. I didn't know Roosevelt was her husband until he showed up at her shop one day when we were talking.” She leans forward her elbows on the table as she combed both hands through her still somewhat damp hair. “Anyway, that night I caught her at her shop, went home with her to wait for Roosevelt. And she got sick, told me she was pregnant, then we heard noises, her not being half as paranoid as I am I keep her quiet, get a gun and phone in her hand and force her to lock herself in the master bathroom. Not five seconds later I'm being rammed into by a man, felt like fifty tons of asshole slams me onto the floor. I use my Glock, smack the back of his neck, barely seems to faze him. Smacks them outta my hands and yanks at my hair, I do the only thing I can, us his own momentum yanking me up to shove him onto his back. I see the skin I go for it, I can fucking taste this assholes blood, Jax .”

She knew tears were streaming down her face, Juan had his forehead rested on her shoulder. She knew this was hard for him to hear for the first time, hell even Jax looked a little misty. She swipes under her eyes and continues “He knocks me back, I hit the dresser hard. I stand and go to charge at him but two more show up behind him. I know I was fucked, but I also knew as long as they shoot at the vest I could fake it enough to look like I was actually shot. I wiped my hand over my mouth so I had some blood in case, I'm actually not sure who shot me. I just remember the impact and the way my body crumbled. I curled up and used my hand to put blood on my shirt over the wound. Lucky they only poked me and didn't turn me over, but they did speak.” all three men lean close to her, her eyes off in the distance as she remembers one of the last things she heard before passing out “You shot her. That's sonshine dude what the fuck.” She scuffs, her hands moving up the table she stares at her hands “Yeah. Come on. She won't make it as is and we need to go. Sheriff's old lady ran for it” she locks eyes with Jax. “They knew my Club name, Jax. Sure it's on my cut for the world to see but no one calls me that but the people in this. And only when it's business time.” Jax stares her down, his head slowly shaking. She slams her hands down onto the table “I don't give a shit if you don't believe me, Jax. I expected as much but I will find proof. I know it was Frankie. I know that voice and I know Peg was there too which can only mean Gogo was the third. Be in denial all you want. But know I'm watching them.”

Time jump

After her blow up she barely had time to calm herself before Bobby, Chibs, Jax, Juan and herself were off to mee the other presidents and leaders. Black, Brown, Asian and the sons. She watches the men face off from her spot with the other, Juan had broken their rule of keeping his hands to himself in front of the other groups. She understood he needed to touch her, hold her to know she actually was ok, telling them about the break-in had been hard but it had lifted a weight as well. She felt lighter, and now that she had time to calm herself and put her feelings aside she understood Jax's denial. He didn't try to make her seem a liar, he was doing his job as President to be partial. So now the ball was in her court to gather evidence. Leaning into her husband she watches from behind her shades as the Mayans president talks alone with Jax before walking with him over to the rest of the sons. She gives the older man a grin “Mirando bien Marcus.” ( Looking good Marcus) the older man chuckles "Escuché lo que te pasó. Quería asegurarme de que la princesa de Sam Crow estuviera tan viva como dicen los rumores.” (I heard what happened to you. I wanted to make sure the Sam Crow princess was as alive as the rumors are.)

She chuckles, using the hand not in Juan's to flip him off. “Estoy bien. Tenía un chaleco cuando sucedió. Nada más que un desagradable moretón para demostrarlo. Gracias por su preocupación." (I'm fine. I had a vest when it happened. Nothing more than a nasty bruise to prove it. Thanks for your concern.) The older man nods, looking at Juan over her shoulder before looking back at Joy with with a teasing grin “Tu viejo todavía no entiende el español, ¿verdad?” (Your old man still does not understand Spanish, right?) All she does is smirk as Juan speaks to Marcus, his chin rested on her shoulder “Te sorprenderá lo rápido que aprendo. " (You'll be surprised how quickly I learn.) Marcus chuckles, smacking Juan on the shoulder. Pressing a kiss to Joys cheek she watches him head off. Speaking over his shoulder as he goes, switching back to English, she knows it's meant to piss Jax off. “Let me know when you're ready to switch sides. I'll take you both. Happy too.” she giggles as Jax glares at the man's back, but he locks eyes with her and for a second he grins. Maybe everything would be ok between them after all, everyone's eyes glance to the side as a car pulls up, she sees it's August Marks. Watching the sharply dressed man approach then they all crowd around Jax as the man holds out a piece of paper to Jax. Before turning to her with a grin “Good to see you up and moving Ms.Ortiz. Mr.Pope sends his well wishes.” She nods, not altogether sure how she feels about Mr.Marks, but Damon Pope can choke on his well wishes.

Jax looks down at the paper “Is this my name and address?” August turns his attention from Joy to Jax “Yeah. But not the one you asked for. Can't shake nothing lose from the home invasions. Street doesn't know shit.” she wasn't surprised, she already knew what was happening. But she kept her mouth shut, she didn't want to stir up shit like she had an hour ago. She watches Jax face as he looks the paper over again, she saw the shadow fall over his eyes as he read the paper over again before looking up at Marks “Mr. Pope thought this might buy some goodwill. Prove his intentions are above board and looking forward.” without a word Jax and Chibs head for the Cars Mr.Marks had arrived in, her and Bobby share a look before following. It isn't twenty minutes before they pull up to around a house since Jax, Chibs, and Bobby had taking to ride with Marks she and no Juan were in the second car. They pull off after a few moments and her phone rings, seeing it's Chibs she picks up “The fuck is going on Chibs? What are we doing here!?” she knows she sounds angry, hell she is. She didn't like being out of the loop. “It's the guard Pope got to kill one of us. He is the one who killed Opie Lass.”

The phone drops from her hand, Juan grabs it and talks into the phone. She couldnt hear anything, the man's face now burned into her head, Opies face swims to the front, cold, lifeless, the closing of the lid to his coffin. She feels hands on her face and she jerks, her eyes locked on her husband. “You don't have to do this baby. Stay here with me. Let the guys do this.” looking out the window she realizes they are in the parking lot of some chicken place. She sees Tig is already here, how long was she under? Looking back at Juan she leans her forehead against this. “His face haunts me. I have to do this, I have to see it through.” Juan's hands grip the back of her head as he sighs. Pulling back he presses a kiss to her forehead, his lips press to her skin he speaks “Do what you have too. Then come home and let me love you. Ok?” she nods, kissing his lips quickly before getting out of the car. She left Joy with Juan for safekeeping, walking up next to Tig she silently holds up a hair tie for him, the man had worked next to her long enough to know she wanted his help tying back her hair.

As he did that she held out her hand for a black hoodie even as Jax stares her down “You sure your up for this? You are sore.” she arches a brow, gives Tigs hand on her shoulder pat as he finishes “I have a promise to keep.” Jax didn't ask, but he knew it was something Opie made her promise so he left it alone. Bobby comes to her side, his hand rubbing her back “You gonna help me keep them in line Sonshine.” She nods, looking into the duffle Tig brought she also grabs the black fanny pack she knew he packed for her. She had multiples of these laying around for moments like this, with how technology was advancing she tried to keep up with all of it. She kept what she called her evidence fucker kit in these packs, bleach, hydrogen peroxide, and rubbing alcohol. And tweezers to take anything from under the nails, as long as this club was her home no one would be caught by DNA while she breathed. Hooking the back around her waist she glances at Tig who looks at the pack and rolls his eyes. Flipping him off she grabs her seat between him and Bobby in the back she doesn't shake him off as his hand grips hers. She knows this means something to all of them, she knew every man in this wagon felt responsible for Opie's death, she felt it too. So today wasn't about deep-seated revenge, not for her anyway. It was about keeping Jax's head about the waters he seemed to be swimming in, she would do that...for Opie. Once they got there no one spoke, they were all of one mind anyway. She followed behind Tig as Chibs leads them in, all guns silenced and hoods up.

Watching Jax face down the man who put Opie to death had allowed herself to lose focus, she heard the cocking of the shotgun before she saw wife, as she gets two shots off she tackles the woman head-on, using her gloved hand she backhands the struggling woman while the others run after the guard. She feels the pain in her abdomen but ignores it as she lifts the now unconscious woman and sets her in one of the dining room chairs. Panting she holds a hand over her stomach as she waves as the hand at Tig and Bobby “Tie her up I just need a second.” she leans against the counter, watching the woman regaining consciousness she growls as the woman lashes out, her nails catch Tigs neck. Grabbing her silenced glock she hold it to the woman's temple, giving Bobby enough time to slap duct tape on her mouth. Kneeling behind the woman she reaches into her pack and quickly sprays all three chemicals on her bloody fingers, once they were clean she quickly cleans under her nails and puts her stuff away as the guys come in. Looking at Tig she smirks “And you said my pack was dumb. Just saved your ass Trager.”Bobby chuckles as she moves to Sit on a chair near the wall, watching them throw the man near her feet she smirks as he glances up at her, she knew her face was new to him. Standing she plants Herself in front of him, her gloved hand gripping his hair in a fist “Can I play with him?” she forces him to look up, making him see his wife tied up and gagged before him before releasing him. Moving to stand with Tig by the wife.

Bobby narrows his eyes at the wife before turning to the rest of the guys “She is a problem.” she locks eyes with Tig, seeing him staring at the woman she nods, both of them pull their silenced glocks out and fire into her head making the others jump. Tig stares off into the distance as the other curse, she stares Ithem all down until Jax nods “She is coladoral damage. For Opies murder.” She watches Bobby take her old seat, his eyes on the man currently sobbing on the floor “What do we do with him?” Jax glances at Tig, his eyes the coldest blue she thinks she had ever seen before. “Find a Pipe…..” as Tig Leaves her side to finishes his search, she gets to work untying the wife, heading outside she grabs both the tarps they had in the back and brings them inside, Chibs helps her carry out the wife and by the time that's done and they are both back so is Tig. The next five minutes are blurry to her, she watches as one of her closest friends and president beats a man's head in with a snow globe, she knew any sane person would feel regret, disgust, empathy for the life that her friend snuffed out. But she felt nothing, not even the peace of mind she had expect to get knowing he was gone. Maybe it was because the ones who actually physically killed him were still out there. She was on autopilot as they cleaned up and put the guard's body with his wife in the back of the wagon.

She felt nothing until she saw her husband, sat on one of the high walls of the parking garage, she stares at him as he stares off into the distance, his Camera from the other day at his side making her wonder what he had taken pictures of. As if he felt her eyes on him he turns towards her, watching the broad, toothy grin meant only for her change his face she slowly makes her way towards him as he turns around to jump off the wall. Without much pause, she walks into his open arms, for a few moments neither spoke. Even as Pope pulls up she doesn't release her husband and he doesn't release her, the feel of his hands rubbing up and down her back, his heart beating against her cheek. She feels her center of gravity shift back into focus, the scent of his cologne brings warmth to her body again, tilting her head back she gives him a bone-tired smile, her smile growing as he stares into her eyes until their foreheads touch, the feel of his nose nudging hers she can't help but giggle. Their bubble is burst when she hears a loud whistle, both of them turn to see Tig tapping his watch, she nods and turns back to press a quick kiss to Juans turned cheek as he glares at Tig, using her hand she turns his focus towards her. “Don't glare. You will get wrinkles.” she snickers when he rolls his eyes, patting her on the ass he releases his hold on her reluctantly and hand in hand they walked to the guys.

Juice POV

Getting back from Oakland had been long and tedious, neither of them cared to make dinner so once everyone and everything had been done for the day they grabbed a to go bag from the diner in town and headed home. Joy and Sonny had long since passed out next to him on the couch, he always found it funny that no matter how big Sonny continued to get, the pup continues to lay his whole body vertically on top of you. And since both Joy and himself were stomach sleepers he found it fucking hilarious when he would go to wake Joy and Sonny would be laying on top of her. He hoped he would grow out of it because as it was Sonny was looking like he was going be a barrel-chested dog, and that wasn't light in the least. He is about to reach over to wake his wife and the snorting pup on her back when the knock on the front door makes him and said dog look up, putting his hand on the dogs head he makes sure he isn't going to bark and wake Joy, looking at the clock he sees it's only ten, so he grabs his gun from the coffee table and walks to the door, peeking out of the peephole he relaxes his grip on his gun when he sees it's just Roosevelt. Sliding his gun into the waistband of his sweats he looks back at Sonny “Watch her.”

He knows the dog might not understand him but the way sonny rests his head back on Joy's shoulder makes him think otherwise as he heads outside. Leaning against his own front door her eyes the man currently before him, gone was his uniform, and if he were honest he looked like he hadn't slept. “Keep it down Joy is sleeping. What do you need Roosevelt?” the man sighs, his hand coming up to scrub the side of his growing stubble, he holds up a manilla envelope to Juan. “This is an ongoing investigation into the home invasions. That is everything we have so far.” he grabs the envelope from the man's hand, he knows what this means if the man gets caught. Looking between Roosevelt and the papers in his own hands he nods “Thank you. I know this could look bad on your record if you had been caught. I promise you this shit stops once Joy sniffs out this lead she has, and we can all go back to you chasing us down and trying to destroy us.” Both men chuckle, Roosevelt holds out his hand to Juan who takes it with a firm grip and shakes it. He watches Eli walk to his hatchback, but before he gets all the way there he turns back to face Juan. “Can you tell Joy thank you? I have my wife and child still. And I know she is the main reason for that.”

Juan grins, hearing the door behind him open he feels the small hands of his very sleepy wife slide around his sides to rest on his stomach, her cheek resting on his back. He lays a hand over her laced ones on his abdomen as he speaks to Roosevelt. “She is the main reason a lot of things did or didn't happen. Haven't you heard?” Roosevelt shakes his head and gets into his car, turning his wife's arms he looks down at her eyes, seeing them barely open he kisses her forehead before leaning down to grip the backs of her thighs. Pulling her off the ground he carries her like a child through the house as he turns off the game he had been playing and all the lights, locking the doors he ushers his small family into the master bedroom he lays his once again sleeping wife down and covers her up before sliding in next to her, he sets the envelope still in his hand on top of his bedside table for her to check out tomorrow. He wondered himself what was in that envelope, whatever it was he hoped it was enough to show Jax that Joy was right and that it would give him and Hap to go ahead to do what both of them were always willing to do for the curly-haired woman across from him…...kill for her.

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