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Chapter 21-

Angel's POV

"What?" she mumbled into the phone, confusion washing over her caused by her still half asleep trance. It was close to 7am and she had still been sleeping. The night before she had waited up all night for Jax to call her back, but he hadn't.

"It's Gemma baby, I'm sorry it's so early. Abel still sleeping?" Angel stretched a little and settled further down under her blankets, "mm, yeah. We both are." "Neeta is on her way, get dressed and get over to the club house...sorry to wake you." The tone of Gemma's voice didn't seem to register with her.

"Hm? Why? Is everything alright?" "Yeah baby, things will be fine, just get here soon okay?" Angel nodded, still half asleep and unaware that Gemma couldn't see her. "Angel?" "Hm? Oh, yeah...yeah I'll be there soon." "Alright baby, see you soon." The line began to buzz at the disconnection.

Angel threw her cell back on the stand and rolled over, her eyelids were to puffy to keep open. 'Five more minutes' she thought as she drifted back to sleep. Besides, Gemma was probably just calling her over to do some cleaning before Jax and the boys got home tomorrow. But at 7am?

She felt the chill creep up her spine. Jax hadn't called her back last night. He never didn't call when he said he would. Her eyes shot open, "shit" she exclaimed out loud as she grabbed her phone once more off the stand and checked it for missed calls. None. She hit his speed dial and jumped out of bed as her call went straight to his voice mail.

Angel quietly but quickly pulled a pair of yoga pants out of her dresser and threw them on. Then she grabbed the SAMCRO tank she had worn the night before and hastily pulled it over her head quickly followed by a black zip up hoodie.

After brushing her teeth in a rush she made her way down the hall, checking that Abel was still sleeping, before making her way to the entry way to wait for Neeta. She hadn't even brushed her hair but had opted to throw it up in a bun instead. She hoped that she was just over reacting and that Gemma had in fact just wanted her to clean.

Neeta had barely pulled into the drive-way and Angel was backing her car up into the lazy streets of Charming. She drove through the grey of dawn at record speeds and made it to the Club house in only five minutes, cutting the time it usually took to get there in half. Gemma met her half-way across the parking lot.

"What's going on Gem?" Angel asked, wasting no time. Gemma simply put an arm around her shoulder and started leading her inside, "don't panic. Don't get stressed out, it's not good for the baby." "Gemma!" Angel shoved out from under her arm and stood her ground, "Jax never called me last night...please, tell me what is going on."

The matriarch pursed her lips before answering, "the boys got ambushed last night. Somebody set them up and Jax was hit." Angel felt the blood rush to her feet as Gemma continued, "he was shot once in the thigh and once in his right shoulder. He lost some blood and the slug in his shoulder nicked an artery. Luckily Chibs was able to dig out the bullets and patch him up, he'll be okay with time."

Angel still didn't move, she felt her mouth drop open slightly. "They're on their way home. Morgan gave them a van because Jax can't ride right now. Juice is driving him, their bikes are being left at the SAMCLV club house and we'll haul them later. I knew you'd wanna be here when he got home."

Jax was shot. Jax was shot in an ambush. Clay had sent him to pull a run, and he had been set up, then shot...on purpose. Angel felt the blood rushing from her feet up to her face as her cheeks grew red. Everything made sense suddenly. Clay dropping by unannounced, the run last-minute, Jax not calling back.

It was him, Clay had set Jax up. There was no doubt in her mind, "Gemma I know who fucking did this." Gemma held up a hand quickly, "shh, I have something else to show you. Follow me to the office and for Christ's sake, don't look so obvious."

Angel stalked behind Gemma to the office of Teller-Morrow as nonchalant as she could with anger coursing threw every inch of her body. She posted herself on the plaid couch in the corner and waited while Gemma locked the door and pulled out a lock box from the bottom desk drawer.

"I found this last night," she exclaimed as she unlocked it and pulled out a folded piece of paper. "It was in the garbage can outside with a pre-pay I've never seen before. I saw it when I took out the trash." She unfolded the paper and handed it over to Angel, they were coördinates.

"I'm not really following, I don't know what these mean. Where is this supposed to be?" Gemma took the paper back from Angel, "it's the location of the warehouse in Vegas." They stared at one another as realization settled over both of them and they realized they were on the same page.

They both knew that Clay was behind this and it was so obvious now. But how could this situation be handled? Calling him out could be dangerous. They would have to figure out something and soon, before somebody else wound up hurt.

Angel lay in Jax's bed, curled in his covers and waiting for him to get back. Her and Gemma had decided to stay quiet about Clay for now, at least until Jax had healed. Tears sprung to her eyes as she thought about how close he had come to dying.

Clay had attempted to kill him, and thank God he had failed. Angel didn't know what she would do if he had succeeded in killing the love of her life. Abel and her baby would be without their father, Gemma would be without her son...and it was all because a selfish old man with a serious jealous side.

This was exactly the kind of shit she was worried about when she found out she was having a baby Teller. Becoming a mom was going to be difficult but doing it alone with a broken heart would be next to impossible.

She heard voices echo thru the halls and permeate Jax's dorm door then. She flew out of bed as fast as she could and ran out to the bar area. She scanned the room until she found him seated at the bar in his black hoodie and reaper hat. His arm was crooked at an angle and most of his weight bared on his left leg.

She was at his side in an instant, leaning into him and smothering his face in kisses, "it's ok darlin, I'm ok." The sound of his voice made the streams flow down her cheeks again, "but you almost weren't baby, I don't know what I would have done if..." He stopped her with a hand to her lips before wrapping that same hand around her neck and bringing her in for a kiss.

"Sorry boys, that was a real shit storm back there," Clay sneered from the safety of the Chapel doorway, "glad you're all okay." "No thanks to you," Angel called out over her shoulder, unable to contain her anger any longer.

"I'm sorry?" Clay called back, pushing off the door frame and into the bar room. "Angel," Gemma said in warning. Angel just shook her head, "no Gem, Im done faking it." She pushed away from Jax and heading towards the man she hated, "admit it you fucking prick, it's your fault!"

Clay cracked the knuckles of his sore hands, "I'd watch your mouth sweet heart before you go sayin' shit you can't take back," he replied threateningly. "Hey! Don't talk to her like that!" Jax called out as he pushed away from the bar, only to wince in pain and double over. "I've got this babe," Angel said as she continued to make her way to Clay, "you came to my house last night and warned me that something might happen to Jax! You've been after him for months!"

"Is that true Clay?" Bobby looked at him confused but Clay just shook his head, "naw." Angel was livid as she started screaming at the top of her lungs, "fucking liar! Why don't you tell everybody about how you set up the ambush last night Clay, Gemma found the coördinates in YOUR writing and the pre-pay that was used to make the call. Tell them Gem!"

Everybody's eyes bore into the Misses and her eyes grew as wide as saucers, "I, I..." "Yeah Gemma, tell 'em," Clay sneered as he placed a cigar between his teeth. "Gemma! That's your son! He tried to kill your child!" Angel was in a rage when Gemma sat stoic.

The rest of the club wasn't so calm tho, Angel felt the ripple of activity around her. Half of the Sons had just been waiting for months for a reason to get Clay out of the seat at the head of the table, and as she glanced around she could see they were all listening intently.

She continued screaming, "you did this! You want him dead because you can't stand that he's better than you! You're selfish Clay, you'd kill a man because of what? Why? Is it the same reason you wanted Opie dead, huh? You made the call that had Tig kill Don..." she didn't know what hit her. Before she could spit out Donna's name she was on the floor.

Angel felt the sting in her cheek, Clay had back-handed her. The next few moments flew by in a matter of seconds as everything happened in a mass of confusion. She could hear Gemma screaming about "I did find that pre-pay...she's pregnant...asshole!" and could feel the hands wrap around her and pull her to her feet.

She could see Opie on top of Tig and she could see Jax with his hands around Clays throat, the blood soaking his jeans from where he popped his stitches and the life draining out of Clays equally bloody face. The Club House was in turmoil, and it was her fault. The yelling and accusations being thrown around where deafening and the furniture being turned around was dangerous, especially for Angel's protruding baby bump.

She covered her tummy protectively and backed out of the thick of it all and watched as brother turned against brother. "BANG! BANG!" the gun fired off and Angel ducked instinctively. Peering thru her eye lashes she saw the dust settling from the holes that had been blown thru the ceiling and Piney standing, somewhat unsteadily, on top of a chair.

"Look at you all! Fighting like a bunch of dogs. We're a brotherhood and we need to remember that before this Club goes belly up!" The motion around the room began to subside as Piney continued, "there's been one major issue in this MC lately, and we all know it. Now, before our VP kills him right here on hallowed ground I would recommend somebody get that snake to his feet."

Jax was still strangling Clay, whom at the moment had turned a strange shade of blue grey. It took both Happy and Kozik to finally drag him from the Prez and after they did it took Bobby and Juice to drag Clay to his feet and steady him.

Jax's face looked strange, it was pale but tinged red and his eyes glazed as his nostrils flared in time with his heavy breathing. "Come on brutha, let's get ya cooled down," Chibs said to Jax as he helped him pull the hoodie off. Angel gasped, the white SAMCRO shirt that Jax donned was stained an ugly shade of crimson. It was obvious that his stitches had popped in the shoulder wound as well and he was bleeding out.

Gemma stood shaking. Angel had never seen her look so fragile. Nobody moved a muscle except for Jax, who removed his blood soaked shirt to reveal the black hole spilling the red liquid down his side. "Let's get you stitched up Jackie Boy," Chibs said calmly but Jax shoved him off, "no."

"Bro you're bleeding out," Opie called out but his eyes were glaring from Tig to Clay. "I don't give a fuck, I want you stripped of your patch before I finish what I started...now." Clay seemed to have comprehended what Jax was saying, however he couldn't respond. Instead he choked out something like, "over my dead body," in which Jax responded "gladly" before charging him one more time.

This time it was Bobby who blocked his path, "you need to get cleaned up brother. I think I speak for all of us when I say we've seen enough to vote on this." Angel watched patiently as Jax seemed to think about his options but kept his eyes on the old man still struggling to breathe properly.

"Jackie, we need tuh get ya cleaned up, come on..." Chibs tried again. This time Jax listened but Angel thought he didn't have much choice. He was getting paler by the second and the blood had just about soaked every inch of his chest and the jeans he wore. He didn't even spare her a glance as he turned around and stumbled somewhat unsteadily behind the Scotsman.

She sat patiently while things dispersed around her. One by one the Sons began to go their own ways. Nobody seemed apt to assist their President who had finally given up and took the truck to who knows where, leaving behind his distraught wife.

Gemma sat shaking her head in the corner booth, collapsed in on herself she looked frail. Opie had disappeared into the back shortly after threatening Tig and promising him this wasn't over. It seemed like Juice and the prospect were left alone to clean up the mess that she felt solely responsible for.

But she couldn't have stopped herself if she wanted to. Not only were her hormones going insane, but this had to stop. She had four months to make things right before her baby was born and she would be damned if she let Clay destroy her family even more than he already had.

Angel made her way carefully to Gemma's side and slid in across her, reaching out and taking a shaking hand in her own, "Gem I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, I saw him hurt and fucking lost my mind." Gemma just smiled and dug a cigarette from her pocket, "I know sweety, I would have done the same thing."

"I'm sorry about Clay too..."she didn't really know where to go from there. "Yeah...you were right honey, Jackson is my son." They sat quietly as Gemma puffed away on her cigarette. Angel didn't know what to say, her head was spinning and it was barely after noon. She couldn't help but wonder if they would EVER be a normal, happy, family.

Angel sat rubbing Jax's head as he slept peacefully. According to the boys he hadn't slept at all the night before, he was in too much pain. But now, under the influence of a few vicodin, he was finally catching some sleep in the comfort of their own home.

She hadn't had a chance to talk to him much at all since he was already doped up when he had re-emerged from the back of the Club House but she didn't mind. She was just grateful he was alive.

It was dark outside and Abel had been sleeping for a couple of hours now so, after placing a kiss on her lovers forehead, she made her way down the hall and settled on the couch with a good book. It was about what to expect while pregnant, and being her first one she wanted to be as knowledgable as possible...

"Angel? Babe wake up..." his voice was like a dream. "Hmm" she grumbled and received a laugh and a kiss on the tip of her nose in response. She cracked her eyes open. Jax was sitting next to her on the couch and she could see Abel playing with blocks on the floor. Sunlight was streaming thru the curtains as she stretched her body out.

"Shit...what time is it?" Jax just smirked and waved a bagel in front of her face, "morning time darlin." She snatched the bagel from him, "smart ass." He sat back on the couch as she sat up and rubbed her eyes before glancing at the clock, it was 8:30.

She noticed the blanket wrapped around her and snuggled down into it, "I must have fallen asleep while reading." She saw her book sitting on the coffee table. "Yeah, I woke up early and found you out here with that book smashed against your face. I figured you could use a blanket too." She smiled at him, "thank you baby."

He wasn't wearing a shirt and she could see the bruising that had formed around the bullet hole in his chest and instantly frowned, "does it hurt?" He caught her eyes, "not anymore." "What are you gonna do?" He shook his head, "I don't know yet...a lot of shit hit the fan in the past couple of days."

She simply reached out and grabbed his hand in her own as he continued, "I've got a lot of things to figure out in a short amount of time. But right now, in this moment, I don't give a fuck about any of that. I need a day of not worrying...I'm shutting my phone off and it's just us all day."

Her smile was back as she crawled over to him and carefully snuggled against him. They watched Abel laughing at the blocks smashing around when finally Jax seemed to remember, "our baby...you never got to tell me what we were having."

Angel didn't answer, instead she got up and walked down the hall and received the tiny box Gemma had given her shortly after finding out the baby's sex. She snuggled back down next to Jax and handed him the box, "open it." She watched as his eyes shone brightly like a kid on Christmas and he opened the lid, peering down at the contents inside.

She watched carefully for his reaction and laughed when he let out a long breath and shook his head, "we're in for a wild ride huh?" "Oh yeah baby, but we're in it together." They sat together quietly watching Abel as Jax held the tiny pink beanie with the "SAMCRO PRINCESS" patch on the front. Angel was so happy that Jax finally knew that the baby was a little girl, and that finally they could plan on welcoming her into their family...after-all, she was sure to melt her daddy's heart.

It's a baby girl! I'm so excited to write about the little princess :) What did you all think? Things between Jax and Clay are coming to a head...I've been working on my Ima story as well so please keep an eye out! Reviews are VERY welcomed and thank you all for reading!