The Reaper and The Death Angel Part 35
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Part 34
Contains: Fluff, smut (M and F masturbation, oral sex M receiving, P in V, Dom/sub dynamics, aftercare) angst and sadness, follows the plot of 2x05 - 2x07 loosely.
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Sthal does some digging and finds herself in a hole.
The front of the Oakland Clubhouse had no indication that something had happened. You got out of the car with your kit and greeted Marcus at the door, "where are the remains?"
He seemed very upset, "in the back."
When you got to the door, Esai was standing there tapping his foot with anxiety. "Is there anything that could help me identify your friend? Old broken bones, chipped teeth, anything like that?"
He nodded, "he broke his left arm when we were ten."
You put a hand on his shoulder, "what are I'm going to walk into? It would be good to know so I can prepare myself."
He shrugged, "I don't know, whatever they did stinks."
You waved Chibs over, "I don't do these kinds of autopsies often so I'll need some help. It will be a good anatomy lesson for you but if you need to tap out at any time just leave." He nodded and took the kit from your hand.
"You ready?"
You handed him a mask, "put this on just in case, I have a feeling there might be some pretty nasty chemicals in use." He slipped the mask over his head and you took a deep breath, opening the door.
Oh shit.
It didn't take long to understand what happened, Chibs asked questions as you went along and you used it as an opportunity to see how he would treat the injuries if the person was alive. "Was he alive for…?"
You nodded, "yes and no, some of the wounds show hemorrhagic tissue, meaning he was bleeding but he was dead for most of it."
You and Chibs cleaned and covered the body then cleaned yourselves up and went outside. A Mayan prospect was waiting for you at the door, "they're in the Temple.
You knocked on the Temple door, two short raps and waited for it to be opened. You were greeted by Esai's puffy face, waving your hand for him to sit down while you addressed the room. "It's Mateo, I am so very sorry for your tragedy."
He started to cry, "was he alive when they.."
You cut him off, "he was tortured to get information from him but he was already dead for most of it."
Marcus pulled his son into his arms, "the cause of death was exsanguination, my guess is that someone cut a bit too deep and hit an artery. It was over very quickly and what you saw was them trying to obscure identity, probably to make it harder on you guys. They used very old lye, which is why it didn't work. The body is safe for you to bury now if that's what you wish to do."
Marcus left the room to gather himself and took you away, "was he dead for most of it?"
You nodded, "lying in this situation doesn't help, I'm guessing he'd find a way to find out what really happened."
"The remains have been cleaned so you can start the burial procedure if you wish. I'll let you got back to your business, I'll be waiting outside at the bar if you have any questions."
They all emerged two hours later, Jax came right up to you and put a hand on your lower back, "how's he faring?"
Jax shrugged "I think he's heartbroken, they're going to tell his parents now."
You nodded, "do you have a plan to deal with The Calaveras?" Jax took a deep breath and picked up your bags, walking you out of the Clubhouse and to your car.
"I'll tell you at home."
****
"Oh my God, Juice, what the hell happened to you?" You were at the Clubhouse late the next day, the guys had been back and forth from Oakland and Lodi all day long.
He was covered in cuts and bruises, "the Calaveras jumped me on the way back from Lodi." He paused, "they took my kutte."
Jax rubbed his face, "Jesus Christ."
You looked Juice over, "come one sweetie, I'll get you cleaned up."
You took him into the dorm with the first aid kit and sat him on the bed, "you want to tell me what's going on in your brain?"
He shrugged, "do you think the guys are mad at me?"
You shook your head, "no, it's not your fault Juice. They can't be mad at you for being attacked, and this might seem controversial or even offensive, but you're worth more than a leather vest."
He smiled softly, "you mean that?"
You sat down next to him and put a hand on his leg, "of course I do Juan. Now, I won't have you throwing yourself a pity party. I'm sure they've figured out where the Calaveras are, so you're going to go back out there are get your kutte back, ok?"
To your surprise, he hugged you, "thank you for always being so nice to me." Before you had the chance to say anything back, he was leaving.
****
Chucky and Tig pulled off the plan while the others watched for the windowless truck. It didn't take long for Tig to find the shipping information and after saving Chucky, they left for Lodi to talk to T.O and his guys.
"Hey T.O, we've got some information you might find handy."
T.O's eyebrows went up after Clay explained what was going on, "no wonder the Mayans have been leaving us alone. Does Alvarez know that Salazar is trying to take his place in Stockton?"
Clay shook his head and smiled, "I don't think so, but maybe we tell him together?"
There was a pause, "but maybe we wait till tomorrow, things might not feel as urgent right now."
****
"Hey Darlin."
Jax had called you just before six while you and Sam were in the middle of cooking dinner, "hello Jackson, we are waiting for you, Sam made pasta."
He chuckled, "just stick it in the microwave, I'll be home a little late tonight."
"Um, ok. Is there something you need to tell me about."
The last two days had been a little strange, both Sam and Jax had been far quieter about the Club than they usually were, "nah, just handling Club business."
"Okey dokey, don't stay out too late, I'm sure you don't want me up in bed all by my lonesome."
You could hear the smile in his voice, "don't worry, I'll be home in time to tuck you in."
"Alright, bye then, for now."
"Bye y/n." Jax took a deep breath and got out of the truck, running up to Luke and shoving him against the black van he was using. "Why did Jimmy and O'Neil lie about Hayes?" Luke was stuck still to the spot.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Jax pressed the barrel of the gun to his face, "bullshit, why did he lie?"
Luke's eyes were wide, "Jackson..I" Jax struck him over the back of the head and he wobbled before hitting the ground.
Jax dragged him to the back and opened the double doors, tossing him in and getting in the front seat before driving the Stahl's house.
"What the hell are you doing here, how did you find me?"
Jax smirked and made a show of proving he was unarmed. "Put the gun away, when ATF took away your shiny black Sedan, you had to use your own car."
She huffed, "Juice is hacking the DMV now?" Stahl stepped outside, gun still in hand and closed the door, "what do you want? You've got five minutes."
Jax lit up his cigarette and started his spiel, "your career has taken a huge hit, booted of the Irish, stripped of your team. We both know you're looking at a transfer to some left-for-dead field office. Not only can I give you your career back but I can make you an ATF legend, the ATF agent who single handly broke the real IRA norcal terrorist threat. I'll hand deliver Jimmy O'Phelan. Give you the names of his real IRA contacts and my sworn statement, everything you need to know about the gun running."
Stahl tilted her head, "and what do you want?"
Jax's face became hard, "my family and my Club." Of course Stahl tried to get more, but Jax knew what he was doing, he walked away from her and opened the back of the van.
"Luke Moran, Jimmy's number two and enough illegal weapons to trip homeland security?"
Stahl did her best not to smile, "more than enough."
Jax turned to face her, "this asshole has to disappear. He can't reach out, no lawyers or this all goes away for both of us."
She smiled, "terrorists don't get phone calls."
"Do we have a deal?" Stahl went on again, "no, this is a simple trade."
She nodded, her face nasty, "you have a deal."
And with that, he left.
****
When Jax got home, you were sitting up in bed waiting for him, "how did your excursions go?"
He shrugged but was smiling, "alright, have you been waiting for me?"
You nodded and reached out, "yep."
He pressed a quick peck to your lips, "I'm gonna have a shower then I'll be yours for the rest of the night."
Your hand lingered in his as he walked away, "ok then Teller, but don't take too long. I might start the fun without you."
He sucked on his tongue, "alright then."
Jax lingered, taking the time to use the body wash you had made for him. He let the hot water soothe his aching muscles and the smell of mint and tea tree clear the smell of motor oil and gasoline from his nose. The bathroom door was open but he couldn't see you from the shower. After about ten minutes, he could hear you. Through the pitter-patter of the shower he could hear your soft moans, he wondered if you were half under the covers.
His resolve didn't last long, he got out of the shower and then dried himself off, wrapping a towel around his waist and walking out of the bathroom. He was greeted by you under nothing but the sheet, naked with your hands moving thin fabric.
"I told you not to take too long, now you can just sit and watch."
He raised his eyebrows, "are you sure that's how you want to play it."
You smiled at him, and he walked up to the side of the bed, running his hand up your covered calf, "yep, in fact, let's make a bet. I bet you have so little self-control that you'll break before I do. No one gets off until one of us folds."
His hand moved a little further up your leg, "alright then, what do I get if I win?"
You spread your legs just a little, "what do you think, and I don't think you getting to touch me is fair. You can sit at the end of the bed but keep hands to yourself."
He pulled his hand away and shifted a step to the end of the bed, "ok then, but the sheet comes of."
You nodded and he pulled it away, "you're on Teller."
He watched your hand disappear back down your panties, taking off the towel before stroking his cock to full hardness. He could see your fingers moving along your slit, he watched every movement with pained focus, "lose the boyshorts, please." You smiled and lifted your hips, taking them off and throwing them at him.
"Happy?"
He chuckled, it was almost sinister, "you're really going to be in for it when you lose." You didn't respond as your fingers circled your clit, Jax watched as you leaned into the sensation, his own pleasure secondary to watching the show.
You went slow, planning to wear him out before you even had to start denying your release. It was a pleasant build, less pleasant than if Jax was in the teasing mood but still enjoyable. Jax matched your pace to his own frustration, the slow progress making his legs twitch.
You sped up just a little, pressing harder while you opened your legs to give him a full view of how wet you were getting. "Fuck, you're killing me here."
You paused, "is that you giving up?"
He huffed, "no."
He could see you getting close to the edge, the tension in your legs causing them to tremor. He thought you would crack right away but you stopped and lifted your hands away, moving them to touch your breasts.
He didn't how long it went on, only that he was starting to have to look away to keep himself from coming. He tried his best to break you, changing his tone to that deep gravel that he whispered in your ear while he was inside you.
"Come on Darlin, I can see how hard you're trying to hold back, if you cave you know I'll look after you."
You lifted your wet hand to your lips and sucked two fingers into your mouth, "you first." You ran your hand down your body before sliding two fingers inside you, and Jax bit his cheek, if you held out much longer, he was going to lose.
But then you stopped and sat up, "well handsome, I'm beat. I'm going to get myself a glass of warm milk, brush my teeth and call it a night. Unless you have a different idea?" It pained Jax to remove his hand from his cock, but he did anyway and handed you your underpants.
"Good idea, I've got a long day tomorrow."
If you were disappointed in his reaction, you didn't give it away, "great."
You came back a little while later and did exactly what you said before climbing into bed next to him and laying in his arms, "you good?"
He grunted, "I'm good, but you're in for it when you give up."
"Sure I am." You pressed and kiss to his cheek and turned the light off, "good night beloved."
"Good night y/n."
****
"Good morning beloved."
Jax awoke to your lips on his, "good morning Darlin, you got any plans for the day?"
You smiled, "some, I'm going to Oakland to check on Esai and Marcus, then I might do some baking and drop it by T-M, if you're free we can have lunch together."
Jax felt his chest get warm, despite what was going through his head about last night and how he was going to win, you were still thinking about other people.
"Sounds good, I can't wait to see what you make me." You kissed him, Jax's hands coming up to hold your head.
"Have fun today."
****
They had gotten all the funds together to pay for their trip, between CaraCara and the incoming gun deals they didn't have to really worry but it was still a lot of work to move the money around with it looking suspicious.
"When are we meeting Alvarez?"
Clay took a puff of his cigar, "three, we've got to secure our leverage first."
Jax nodded, "how are we going to do that? They're trying to stay off the radar, right? That means there won't be too many bodies."
Clay nodded, "we figure it out, right now, we have a vote to get out."
****
"Hey, Teller's old lady is here for you."
Marcus went to the door of the Clubhouse, "hello, can I come in?"
He nodded, "sure."
He walked you through the Clubhouse and sat you in his office, "how's Esai doing?"
He shrugged, "not good. He does between being heartbroken and being so pissed he can't sit still."
"How are you doing?"
He seemed a little shocked, "I don't know."
You put a hand on his shoulder, "you knew Mateo since he was what, five? And you did the death knock. I imagine what's playing through your head right now is not the fact that he was like a son to you, or his half melted body, it's his mother's screams when you told her, the fact that when she opened that door she knew what was going to come out of your mouth."
He was close to tears, "how…"
You smiled softly, "because I've done more notification than I care to remember. I'm sad to say that tiny coffins and broken bodies don't stick with me anymore but the sound of a mother screaming will never ever leave me, and now it's never going to leave you."
He huffed, "all I could think about was what I would do if it was my wife, how I could help her."
You nodded, "that's normal, congratulations you're a person."
Another huff, "that's not much comfort."
You stood up, "I'm sure you can find comfort after you meet with the Sons." His face became hard.
"Yeah me too."
****
Tensions were high after Tig stopped Kozki from transferring, the new prospects were shit scared so that was a plus. With Kip getting out of the hospital soon, they had enough numbers not to worry when they went inside.
But Jax felt calm when he saw you pulled up with an arm full of treats, "hello Darlin."
You pressed a quick kiss to his lips, "hello my love. Would you like an eclair?" You opened the box and he took one, letting out a moan as the taste covered his tongue, "good?"
He nodded, "yep."
He saw a smile overcome your face as your reached up and used your thumb to wipe the corner of his mouth before licking the cream off your fingertip, "you're right, it is good."
Jax pressed his lips together, "do you enjoy making me suffer?"
You smiled and stood on your tip toes, whispering in his ear, "yes, but you can end it, if you want."
He turned his head and kissed your neck, "you first."
Lunch was pretty short considering everything they had to do. Juice was fascinated that you used the sourdough starter in the eclairs and after some back and forth, Bobby and Juice had planned and baking competition between the two of them, much to Gemma's annoyance.
But, none of that mattered right now while they stood under the overpass waiting for the meet. The air turned to cold steel as everyone arrived, when Chibs threw the bag of heroin down, Marcus sucked on his tongue, "hey man, this ain't us."
Clay nodded, "we know, it's the Calaveras, they're cutting and bagging heroin to take over your prison trade. We're offering it to you, for a price."
His eyebrows went up, "that depends on your offer."
Jax talked this time, "our brothers in Lodi, with our help, will get it to Stockton safe and sound. We'll let them negotiate their end but for us, twenty-five K a run. We'll consider this the first one."
He nodded, "done, now what are we going to do about the Calaveras?"
Clay smiled, "I thought we'd leave that up to you, but we'll all help as a gesture of good will."
Marcus smiled, "one more thing, there's a rat up at St Thomas who testifies at the end of the week. You handle that and we're good."
Jax nodded, "done." With handshakes exchanged, the Sons left to let the Bastards and the Mayans handle their business while they went to deal with Bozo.
When Jax went to ask you through the Anvil app about how to hypothetically kill someone without being caught, he was greeted by a series of tasteful but very explicit photos of you. He had blue balls since last night and you weren't helping. He called you and got the reception he was expecting, your voice over the line like a siren trying to get him to drown himself.
"Are you calling for business or pleasure?"
He smirked, "it's always a pleasure with you pretty girl, but I had a question. Hypothetically, if I needed to off someone who was in hospital without getting caught, how would I do it?"
"Oooo, that's a good one, insulin is a good bet but it might not work if the person can get help right away. I would use potassium chloride, they won't test for it and it will look like they had a massive heart attack, which is not uncommon if someone's had damage to their skull."
Jax forgot how much your intelligence turned him on, "thanks Darlin, and don't think you've won yet."
"But I will Jackson, you might as well give up now and make it easy on yourself."
****
Four hours later, Bozo was dead and they were waiting around the Clubhouse for word from Alvarez on the retaliation when Oswald showed up.
"I gave it some thought, I can't help you get out of the country. Hale might still be on the back foot but his rich investors don't care who he works with. If I have any hope of beating him, I need to distance myself from the Club, at least until I win."
Clay rubbed his face, "we've been good to you Elliot, you know we won't create trouble for your campaign."
Oswald shook his head, "I'm sorry Clay. When I win, I'll make sure the city council never causes you problems." Clay was going to respond when Sam stood up.
"It's fine, we understand but you better come through on your word and keep the city council off our backs." Clay didn't say anything else and Oswald left. Before Clay could go off, Sam cut in.
"Billy will get us there, y/n has already asked. She didn't want to offer until Oswald fell through. I can't say why Anvil goes that way but they'll have you there no questions asked."
Jax smiled, "now that it's sorted, I think we should all go home. We have a big day tomorrow."
****
Jax was home much earlier than you expected, "how come you're home so soon?"
He smirked, "I couldn't wait to see you."
His tone changed, "I'm sure Sam's told you what's going on?"
You nodded, "the guns have been nailed down, you're leaving for Belfast tomorrow night. Billy has told the people who need to know, you'll have a plane waiting for you at the airport when you're ready to leave."
You saw Jax relax, "yeah, I don't know what I'd do without you."
You shrugged "well, you wouldn't have blue balls."
Jax smiled, "don't worry, you won't last much longer and then I won't have blue balls."
You tilted your head, "really? How about you help me get dinner together and then we can decide who gives up."
Jax put his hand on your lower back and walked you into the kitchen, "sure, the more you extend this the worse you're going to get it."
"I'm counting on it Teller."
****
"You guys ready?"
The Mayans pulled their ski masks over their face and cocked their guns, "yep."
What followed was a hailstorm of bullets that ended in the Calaveras being covered in blood. Esai went around looking at the bodies, stopping to shoot anyone who was still breathing, when he came upon Salazar, he smiled and raised his knife and drove it into the man's neck.
"You killed my friend, now I get to watch you die."
As Salazar choked on his own blood, Marcus smiled and patted his son on the back, "it's done now. Time to start our new era." One of the men came from in the back holding something.
"Hey boss, I found one of the Son's kuttes."
There was a burst of laughter, "we'll get it back to them tomorrow. Right now, we have some celebrating to do."
****
You were halfway through dinner when Jax got the text, "the Calaveras aren't a problem anymore."
Sam huffed "jee, that was quick. Who knew civilians could be so efficient."
Ima laughed, "don't give them too much credit, I'm sure they've got military in their charter."
Sam shook his head, "you're kinda mean when you get going."
She giggled, "you love it."
Jax watched you cringe, "you guys are real cute, it's kinda gross."
Sam stuck his tongue out at you, "it's payback for having to watch you two suck face for the last however long."
After some back and forth, you and Sam got desert then it was time for bed.
Jax made a show of taking off his top and climbing into bed, his arms rippling as you watched him while you stretched.
"You look cozy."
He smirked, "I'll be cozier when you're in bed with me."
You smiled and stood up, rolling up the mat and putting it away. He pulled the covers up as you got in and rested your head on his chest, "are you happy now."
He shook his head, "no."
You smiled and pressed a kiss to his neck, "well I'm not giving up."
He rolled out from under you and hovered over your body, "I know, so I concede, you win." Your smile made the hit to his pride feel worth it.
"Please tell me it was the pictures, I worked so hard on those."
He reached up and cupped your face with his hand, "yeah, you look really good in lace."
You smiled and stood up, walking over to the closet, "would you like to see another set in person? It can be your reward for knowing when to give up."
"Oh, I'd love that." He could hear you rustling around in the drawers, when you came out, his breath caught in his throat. You were wearing a set made from black lace, the bra covered your ribs as well, with the hem softening into intricate scallops.
The panties were the same, the lace hugged you like a second skin and Jax's finger itched to touch. You walked up to him, kneeling on the floor on his side of the bed, "what do you think?"
He ran his hand up your neck and held your face, "you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
You smiled and ran your hands up his bare thighs, "can I suck your dick?"
His hand landed on your head, "of course you can sweet girl." He had been hard since you walked out of the closet, so you started small simply to keep the game going.
"Why are you still torturing me? I gave up."
You licked the tip of his cock, the salty taste of his pre-cum covering your tongue, "because you're leaving me tomorrow and I want something to think about while you're gone."
The Teller smirk was back, "well if you don't get to it, I'll really give you something to think about while I'm gone."
You sucked him into your mouth, using your hand to touch what you couldn't reach. Jax groaned, his hand cupping your face while his thumb went back and forth over your cheek. His head fell back and his mouth opened slightly, one of his hands moving to hold yours.
His grunting and groaning was becoming more urgent, so you stopped. Jax looked down at you, eyes wide, "what do you think you're doing?"
You smiled, "exactly nothing."
He smirked and sucked on his lower lip, "I can see that."
You stood up, swaying your hips and running your hands up and down your body as you took off your lingerie. His eyes followed your fingers as you went, scanning each inch of new skin. He licked his lips as he reached out.
"You're killing me here."
You smiled, "are you saying that to me or my breasts?"
He lifted one hand and circled your nipple with his thumb, "both." You stood over him and then kneeled on the bed with Jax sitting between your legs.
He was looking up at you like he wanted to eat you whole. "What are you going to do here?"
You shrugged, "I don't know, you tell me." His hands ran up and down your back, landing on your head where he pulled you into a kiss.
"I want you inside me."
Jax's eye went wide, "let me help you out first Darlin, I don't want to hurt you."
You smiled, "you don't need to worry about that dear, this has been just as hard on me as it has been on you." His hand moved down and he ran his fingers up and down your core.
"Fuck, ok." His fingers came away slick and he coated his cock in your wetness, "hop on pretty girl." He patted his thighs then moved one hand to his cock and the other to your lower back to guide you down onto it.
"Oh my God."
Jax's eyes were half closed, "you good?"
You nodded, "you're really big."
He laughed, "let me help you." His fingers moved to your clit and rubbed in gentle circles, "better?" You did your best to give him a yes.
You started moving, slowly at first then faster. Jax was grunting like an animal, gripping your hips and helping you move up and down. Suddenly, he was flipping over and hovering on top of you. He pulled your legs open and dragged you to the end of the bed, using leverage to drive into so hard you had to hold onto the sheets to stop you from moving around too much.
"Tell me you're mine."
You moaned, "make me." He pulled out and flipped your over, dragging you up the bed so you could support yourself on the pillows. He all but kicked your legs open and slid back inside you, shoving you down and holding himself up on his hands, his eyes fixed on your crow.
"Tell me you're mine." You lifted yourself up and kissed him, Jax holding your face to his with a gentleness that juxtaposed the way he was pounding into you.
"I'm yours."
You felt his teeth meet your shoulder as he shifted to be able to rub your clit, "damn right you are." His hips got even hard as you moaned under him, "Jax, I'm so close."
He grunted, "come on Darlin, let go for me."
You were powerless to deny him and Jax faulted as you clenched around him, "one more, I know you've got it in you." You did your best to protest but were unable while you stumbled over the edge again. Jax was still going, you were sure you would have bruises on your hips in the morning.
"One more, just give me one more then we'll be done." You could tell he was close by the tremor in his voice, his fingers rubbed your clit as his cock brushed your G-spot and you peaked one last time, collapsing into the bed as Jax came inside you, his lips pressing to you crow.
He rolled off you and onto his side, pulling you into his arms, "you good?"
You nodded, "great."
Jax smiled and brushed your sweat stuck hair off your face, "good, can I get you anything?"
You shook your head, "no, just let me lay here with you for a little while."
"Are you sore? I was a little rough on you."
You turned around in his arms and kissed him, "a little, it's not unpleasant."
He sat up, "let me clean you up."
You put a hand on his chest, "please, just hold me, I'm ok." Jax settled his head into the crook of your neck.
"Ok, I can do that." Jax's hands you back gently, "you sure you're ok?"
You nodded, "I'm great, I'm warm and comfortable and you make me feel safe, what else could I want."
He smiled, "I love you."
"I love you too."
****
Everyone was milling around T-M, the guys were leaving in a few hours so everyone was having a small goodbye lunch. Then Stahl showed up with Hale, her face smug as usual.
"What do you want?"
Clay sounded just as short as he always did, "I have some questions about where everyone was last night."
Clay pursed his lips, "I imagine we were all at home. I was."
She shook her head and turned to you, "was Jax at home last night?"
You crossed your arms over your chest, "how many times do I have to tell you I won't talk to you without my lawyer present."
She smirked, "that's ok, we're investigating a mass gang shooting that happened at around ten. If I can't get an alibi, I'll just have to their revoke bail."
You shook your head, "get lost Sam."
Sam screwed up his face, "gross." He was up and walking away, turning to Jax, "you're a Godless slut man, that's my sister."
You laughed, "sorry about that, he's still my little brother."
"Jax was with me, all night long, we were having sex at the time you indicated. Do you want details, because I'm happy to give them?"
She shook her head, "no thanks, that's all I needed." She went to walk away but stopped, "what were you doing in Colombia four years ago?"
You tilted your head, "what? I was probably at a dig site, you're going to have to be more specific."
She sat back down, "what were you doing in Colombia with a man that goes by the name of George Serrano?"
You almost laughed, "oh boy, oh boy, you can't even know about that. Holy shit, I need to make a call, no one can leave this table." You took out your phone, called a number and put it on speaker.
"State your reason for calling." The robotic voice was cold.
"National security risk."
"State the department you wish to reach."
"The Central Intelligence Agency."
"State your identifying number."
"41764 Bravo 1011 Echo 45 Zulu 9."
"State your clearance level."
"Alpha ten."
"State your operator status."
"Civilian."
"State who the risk is."
"Law enforcement, Agent June Stahl ATF."
"State the case in question."
You entered a series of numbers and letters into the phone.
"Connecting you through to Director Vance."
"Hello y/n, are you seriously calling because someone stuck their nose where it doesn't belong?"
Stahl had gone pale, "yes, in front of a group of civilians, she's asking about George Serrano." There was a pause.
"We will have three agents at your location in twenty minutes, anyone who was there for this conversation may not leave the premises and you are to shoot anyone who tries. Agent Stahl, you are in a great deal of trouble for this, I would suggest you listen to Dr l/n if you wish to keep not only your job but your freedom."
"Thank you Director, say hello to your wife for me." You hung up and put the phone down, then told Juice to wait by the gates to let the agents in
Stahl had gone mute, "how much trouble am I in?"
You smiled, "you have breached national security by even knowing about this case and you have brought it up in front of civilians, you're in a lot of trouble June, unless you do what you're told, then I'm sure we can forget all about this."
Exactly twenty minutes later, three heavily armed men showed up. "We need to debrief all of you separately, it won't take more than an hour. As for Agent Stahl and Deputy Hale, you can wait with Dr l/n while we speak to her family."
It didn't take long for them to be done with everyone, it was the same line over and over again, "you are not to tell anyone about this, including the conservation that led to it. You are not to ask questions about this to anyone. You are to forget this ever happened."
Once they were done, they went up to Stahl and demanded any notes she had on the issue and asked for her electronics before getting a burn barrel out of their car, throwing everything in and setting it on fire.
"We are done here, you should leave the area if you weren't invited by the owners."
There was silence as she left, "sorry about that guys. I couldn't let something that serious go."
Jax was smiling, "I don't want to know what that was about, but whatever it is, that was super hot."
The table broke out in laughter, "it's not funny, she ruined lunch."
Chibs shook his head, "you kidding me Lassie, that was fucking beautiful."
****
Juice approached you just as everyone started to get ready to leave T-M, they had to be at the airport in two hours so there was a bit of a rush. "I know you can't talk about what happened this afternoon, but I've been around, I know a civilian wouldn't have that clearance level."
You sat down and patted the spot next to you, "I'm sure you know what it's like to keep a secret like this, to hide such a big part of yourself from the people you love for your own safety." His eyes went wide.
"I know about your father Juice. I will take that secret to my grave if I have to. But don't push the issue, it will just cause problems for both of us."
He smiled, "you don't care?"
You shook your head, "why would I? It's not my problem and I have made it clear how I feel about that by-law. Maybe there'll come a day where we can both be honest with our loved ones."
****
You rode to the airport with everyone, half of their bags were in the back of your car. When you got out, the Anvil cargo plane was waiting. It was completely bare except for the aviation number, the pilot was standing by the door with her sunglasses on, waiting for you to her the last instructions.
"Get them to Belfast, drop them off then do what you need to do for Billy. They won't cause you any trouble."
She nodded, "no problems."
You walked up to Jax who was taking the bags out of the back, "you doing ok?"
You nodded, "I'm fine, just worried about you. I know there's something you're not telling me."
He smiled and pulled you into his arms, "why do you have to be so smart."
You shrugged, "I know whatever it is, you can't tell me about it. I just hope you know what you're doing."
He smiled, "I do, and I'll be home safe in a week, tops."
You pressed a kiss to his lips, "I know, I believe you." You walked arm in arm to the back of the plane.
"Come back to me." He kissed you one last time.
"Of course, I love you y/n."
"I love you too Jackson." You pressed your lips to his cheek and whispered in his ear.
"Until next time, beloved."
Part 36
Thoughts please? It would be great to know what people think about all the changes.
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