As the ambulance left the lot, Roxy made her way over to Gemma and Tara. Gemma was looking a bit stunned. Unable to comprehend what had just happened. Deep down she knew this was tied to those guys.
Just as Roxy sat next to her mum, thinking the same things, Jax confirmed it. Tara, Roxy and Gemma shared a look.
After the guys made their way inside for church Tara started on Gemma.
"This was them wasn't it? The same guys?" She fixed Gemma with a knowing stare.
"Hey this ain't on me doc."
"We aren't saying it is Ma. But we gotta tell them. First Otto and now Chibs. They're just gunna keep going."
Gemma turned to her daughter now. "You know how the club works baby. We say this now and all hell breaks loose." Gemma sighed. "We can't make this worse than it already is."
Roxy didn't look convinced. "Well I don't know how much longer I can keep this in Ma. You need to figure it out fast."
Roxy jumped off the table and headed for her car. She needed to get out of here and clear her head.
As Roxy climbed the stairs to her apartment, bottle of vodka in hand after her quick stop at the liquor store, Roxy bumped into the weird guy from down the hall. He eyed her, gave her a quick apology, then kept going out the building. Roxy got a weird feeling that something wasn't quite right about him. But not wanting to dwell on it she hurried to her apartment and locked the door.
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When Juice arrived a couple hours later he found Roxy snoring on the couch. The bottle of vodka was on the coffee table, half full. Grabbing the bottle he took a strong few gulps before placing it in the kitchen.
"Babe. You ok?" He gently shook her awake.
Roxy carefully opened her eyes. "Hey you. How is everything?"
"Not sure." Juice shrugged. "Police are still wrapping stuff up down there but I figured I'd come see you."
"How's Chibs?" Roxy slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, voice slightly slurred from her drink.
"Last I heard in surgery."
Roxy frowned, praying that everything would work out.
"But look we needa sleep. Lots to do tomorrow so we are gunna need it." He gently helped her off her sofa and made their way to the bedroom.
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Roxy had to go to work that day but she was glad for it. It would mean she could sneakily check on Chibs and find out how he was getting on.
Juice on the other hand had been tasked with staying at TM and 'cleaning' up the bomb site before the forensic team got there. The club needed to stay off the ATF's radar which meant no traces of a bomb could be found.
As Juice got everything together to clean the site he couldn't help but let his mind drift to whatever was preoccupying Roxy and Gemma.
Roxy still wouldn't tell him what was happening but he knew that whatever it was was clearly bad as it was obviously eating both women up. With everything going on with the club, however, he couldn't really dwell on it too much. Whatever it was he was sure Roxy would tell him soon. It was weird for him to have someone he expected to share everything with. Juice had been used to, for so long, just having to worry about himself that having to worry about Roxy as well stressful. Taking into account her feelings and reactions to things was going to take some getting used to.
After being busted by the forensic team on his first attempt to clean the scene Juice and Unser had to get creative. Destroying this evidence was going to be tricky and Juice had a feeling he was going to be in for a long day.
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Roxy had also had a long day at work. One of her younger clients had relapsed and ended up back in hospital. She would be there for the foreseeable future which was distressing for Roxy. Extended stays in hospital very rarely meant anything good, so for such a young kid this would be a hard time.
Then on top of that, worrying about Chibs was taking it out of her. Last she heard he was stable but still critical. The guilt of his injuries lay heavy on Roxy's heart. Despite what her mum said, Roxy felt like Chibs' explosion was a result of them keeping quiet on their ordeal. If the club had already known about this then they could have stopped this before it happened. Now Roxy was left questioning who's next? Jax? Opie? Her dad? And God forbid, Juice?
Roxy didn't know what she'd do if anything were to happen to Juice because of her lies. These guys were smart, hated anyone of a different race, and knew where Juice lived. If they wanted to they could easily hurt him with no suspicions.
It didn't help that that morning Roxy had luckily been the first up and stumbled upon an envelope of photos that had been shoved under her door.
The photos were similar to the ones she was shown that night, more of her and Juice. Roxy had been careful in recent weeks to be extra secret about her meetings with Juice. It's what had him so worried that she was wanting to break up with him or something. They never stayed at his house and very rarely left to go places together. Roxy also avoided kissing him in the hallway outside her apartment or anywhere else someone could see them. Luckily this time there were no photos of them in bed. But still, they had almost tracked her movements with Juice and seemed to know when they'd be together and we're just quick enough that they managed to catch a snap. Roxy had successfully hidden the photos from Juice but she was desperate to get her mum to tell the guys what was going on. She had almost considered doing it behind her Mum's back. But at the end of the day it wasn't her secret to tell.
Roxy just hoped that whatever plan her mum had in mind worked out the way she planned because for now Roxy was having a hard time following it. She couldn't keep this from Juice much longer. Especially seeing as it directly involved him now.
Whatever plan Gemma had in mind Roxy was not prepared for this. After being picked up from work, with Tara, the group headed back to Gemma's where she appeared in the kitchen with her gun collection.
"Jesus Gemma do you guys really need all these guns?" Tara was shocked as Gemma pulled out a selection of handguns from her hat boxes.
"Oh these are just mine." Gemma replied almost absentmindedly.
Tara was stunned as Gemma handed her a gun before tossing one at Roxy and walked out the door, the younger two women following after.
Roxy had no idea where her mum was going or what they were going to do there but it was obvious they were going to let off steam.
When they pulled up at Cara Cara Roxy could only imagine the kind of trouble they were going to get into. After firing a few rounds into some of the promotional posters, Tara spotted Ima pulling into the car park. Spinning her chamber and laughing, Tara followed Ima with the gun until she ran inside.
"Oh that was fun!" Tara was almost gleeful in her intimidation of Ima. Roxy didn't blame her however. She'd seen the way Ima was pushing up on Jax. At first Roxy had thought Ima was a bit of a laugh but after that fateful night out those months ago Roxy had learned Ima only cared about herself.
As Roxy gathered her thoughts Gemma started moving forwards towards Ima's car.
"Oh if you think that was fun, this'll be better!" Gemma stepped up and shot at Ima's car.
Tara, stunned at first, moved to join her. Watching the two other women for a moment Roxy questioned what the hell she was doing. But shrugging her shoulders she stepped up and joined in. What the hell. It could only serve to make her day better right?
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Sitting in the back of the prison van, Juice couldn't help but play back the evenings events in his mind.
Clay had convinced the guys that this was the best plan of attack for retaliation for Chibs. Juice had been the one to hack the computer and find out the meeting point for tonight. Now he just wished he hadn't.
They had arrived at the Morada Christian Centre, guns blazing, thinking they were walking into an AB rally. Turns out all they had done was scare the shit out of a bunch of women and children during some family function.
As Juice was arrested and loaded into the back of the van he couldn't help but think of Roxy and the potentially long sentence in front of them.
Now sitting in the back of the van on his way to Stockton he couldn't help but wonder if she'd wait for him. She'd said from the get go that she didn't want to be an Old Lady and fall into that aspect of the club. As a result they had never put a label on their relationship. Juice had not asked her to be his Old Lady, Roxy was adamant they wait some more on telling others about their relationship, yet they remained faithful to each other in this weird relationship limbo.
Juice just prayed that wherever these charges landed that Roxy would be there for him. He wasn't ready to give her up just yet.
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Gemma had called Roxy late last night to let her know about the guys' arrest. That had accounted for Juice's lack of response to her messages and resulted in a very sleepless night for her. Roxy knew shit wasn't quite good for the club at the moment and Gemma had confirmed that they had no protection inside at the moment. Worrying for her dad and brother was something she was used to but worrying for Juice was new and very different. She knew he'd been inside before so he wasn't new to all this but she did acknowledge he was very different to the other members of the MC and she knew that a long stretch would be tough for him. Especially with his OCD, which he covered very well but Roxy knew better.
Sitting with her mum and Tara listening to Rosen Roxy was starting to understand the dire situation the guys were in. No protection and no hope of them raising enough money to bail all of them. Federal weapons charges weren't exactly taken lightly so the boys were in for a rough ride.
Roxy just hoped the bad news ended here.
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Being out in the yard was tense when they had no one to affiliate themselves with. Last time Juice had served time he was alone, no protection, but back then he wasn't with the MC and could easily blend in and didn't require protection.
Doing sit ups to pass the time Juice was trying to keep his mind off Roxy. If she hadn't told anyone about them she couldn't really come visit him and an extended period without seeing her was not something he wanted to do.
"How you going beautiful?" Tig was smirking above Juice as he finished a sit up. Juice looked up to see Tig and Clay staring down at him.
"What?" He said back suspiciously.
"We need you to take one for the club." Clay was eyeing him carefully.
"Oh shit." Juice stood up. Dreading whatever it was the guys had in store for him. It couldn't be good.
"Snitch over there finds you very appealing." Bobby nodded towards the big guy in protective custody. "Gotta get him outta PC for the family."
"Buys us protection." Clay added.
Juice shook his head. "Get him out how?"
Bobby chuckled and started thrusting in Juice's direction. "Boom boom boom boom boom."
"Oh come on are you serious?" Juice could see where this was going and there was no way he was being someone's bitch for the sake of the club. That was a line he wouldn't cross.
"Nothing's gunna happen you're just bait." Jax tried to reassure Juice, not liking where this was going. "Black will jump in before he bites."
"Well, we hope." Tig smirked and walked past Juice.
"50/50 chance you wind up with no dick up your ass."
Jax rolled his eyes. "I arranged a meet at the PC infirmary. You gotta distract Dion, unlock the guard gate, let in Russell's crew. It'll be a piece of cake."
"So how do I get there?" Juice stared at Jax questioningly when Tig punched him in the kidney.
"Jesus Christ I think you cracked my rib." Bobby and Tig helped Juice to the guards.
"I know. I'm sorry."
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Juice thanked whatever God there was that black got there just in time to stop Dion. He was not looking forward to weaselling his way out of that room.
He just hoped he'd done the guys proud and sorted everything, even though Clay didn't know about him and Roxy he still wanted to garner his approval. Juice knew the others saw him as the idiot kid brother of the club, despite how often his tech savvy got them out of trouble or important information.
Making his way back into the yard, with a spring in his step, Juice was happy to let the guys know it was done. Hopefully they'd respect him for pulling through for them. Chances are though it'd just make him the butt of more jokes.
As he walked across the yard some dickhead barged into him. Before he could react Juice felt the stabbing pain in his back and fell to his knees. All he could do was scream out in pain as the guys rushed towards him.