**Warning: Sexual content. You have been warned**

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The next day I woke up early to head over to Jax's to help Gemma set up for Abel's homecoming. I showered quickly and threw on some black skinny jeans, a blue tank top and a white cropped jacked. I slipped on a matching pair of blue heels before heading out the door.

"Wendy, what are you doing here?" I asked shocked when I stepped inside Jax's house.

"Um, Jax is letting me stay here." She said clearly heading out of the house. "I have somewhere I need to be, we'll catch up later Harley."

She all but ran out the door, I looked at Gemma confused as she threw a banner my way. I quickly caught it and helped her hang it over the door way.

"She's moving into some independent home for 64 days." Gemma said. "Jax is letting her stay here until she leaves."

"Where is Jax?" I asked.

"Finishing up some club business then going to get Abel, why?"

"Oh, just wondering, I haven't talked to him today." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"What's going on Rose?" Gemma asked.

"How do you know everything?" I asked smiling at her.

"It's in my nature, I might as well have raised you, I know you. And I know my son." She said lighting a joint and taking a long drag and held it out to me. I sighed and took it from her smiling thanks, then took my own long drag.

"Jax was at my house last night, things got kinda crazy." I explained. "I stopped it before things got out of hand though."

"So what's the problem?" she asked.

"You remember that guy I was dating in Reno?" I asked. Gemma nodded her head concerned. "Promise me you won't tell anyone what I'm getting ready to tell you."

"If you're in trouble the club can help." Gemma said.

"No, Clay and Jax have too much to deal with, with the ATF right now, just promise me." Gemma nodded and I continued. "Well things weren't always happy with me and Charles; I guess it was probably because we met in a strip club, we started messing around. He was my first and only boyfriend after Jax. Well after a few months he started to get abusive, things at home got bad, I threatened to leave. He got mad and would rough me up a bit and scare me into staying, I would. He would apologize and send flowers and do all the right things for me to trust him again. But he started hitting me more often."

"The bruises?"

"They were from him." I said sadly looking down at my hands. "I came here, I thought he wouldn't be able to find me. But I think he has."

"Rose, you need to tell Jax." Gemma said upset.

"No. That's not an option." I said. "I love Jax; I don't want him to get into this."

"Tell Clay. Or Opie." Gemma argued.

"Defiantly not!" I cried. "I talked to Unser a few days ago, he said he couldn't really do anything."

"There's something you aren't telling me." Gemma said. I looked at Gemma scared.

"He knows about my past with Jax. He hates Jax." I said tears falling from my eyes.

"Rose." Gemma said sitting beside me on the couch.

"Gemma, if Charles comes here. Jax can't get in his way, he'll kill him."

"Everything's going to be okay." Gemma wrapped me in a hug.

A few short hours later, the small house was packed with Sons, Old Lady's and a few children as everyone awaited the arrival of Abel. I sat talking with Donna as I heard the front doors open and Jax stepped inside holding Abel with Gemma and Wendy on opposite sides of him. I smiled as Jax looked up to me.

"Welcome home." Chibs said patting Abel on the head and pulling Jax in for a hug. I smiled and the two and went back to sipping the beer I had in my hand.

"Wanna hold him?" Jax said winking at me. I nodded my head excitedly and took Abel from Jax's arms. I held Abel close to my chest and sat down in the chair across from Jax. I watched as Tara looked from me to Jax then leaned down and placed her lips on a shocked Jax. I looked down at Abel as he began to cry and started to rock him.

"Shh, it's okay." I said rocking him. Jax pulled Tara into the kitchen. A short conversation was held then I watched as Tara stormed out of the house Jax sighed and sat back down in his chair.

"It's okay. The big bad Doctor is gone." I whispered in Abel's ear. Gemma laughed at me obviously hearing what I said.

"Well, I better get home." I told Opie and Donna giving them each a hug. I kissed both Kenny and Ellie before heading over to Gemma.

"If you need me call me." She said giving me a quick hug and kiss. I nodded. Jax walked out to my car with me and opened the door.

"I'm really happy Abel's home." I told him.

"Yeah, me too. We can be a real family now." He said happily.

"So you and Wendy?" I asked.

"Oh, shit no. Harley, Wendy is old news, there's nothing there anymore." He said.

"Except Abel."

"Maybe so, but Abel will never call her mommy." Jax said confident in himself.

"He needs a mother."

"And one day he will." He promised. He gave me a tight hug before pushing me into the car. "Night Harley."

"Night Jax." I said.

About an hour after I returned home there was a rushed knock on the door. I quickly padded down the hall and into the living room throwing open the door. Jax stood on my front porch breathing quickly, his eyes red with unshed tears.

"Jax? What's going on? Is Abel okay?" I rushed.

"Abel's fine." Jax said sadly. "It-its Don-Donna."

"Donna, what about her?" I asked worried.

"Sh-she.. She's dead." Jax cried. I felt as though my heart stopped beating, I stared at Jax, shocked, mouth open tears threatening to fall. I stepped back letting Jax into the house.

"W-what?" I asked. "The kids? Opie? Dad?"

"They're okay." He said staring at nothing.

"How? Who? When? Jax.." I was at a loss for words. Donna was my best friend, she was like a sister. She was the mother of my niece and nephew; she was my brothers wife, his one true love. She couldn't be gone. The tears came all at once in loud painful sobs. Jax pulled me into his arms and held me against him.

"How could this happen?!" I yelled at him and pushed him away from me. "Why did this happen?!"

"Harley, calm down." Jax said.

"Calm down?!" I screamed. "My best friend just died Jax!"

"They thought it was Opie."

"And that makes it better?" I asked upset.

"No Harley, it doesn't." he said. "Whoever did this, they thought it was Opie, it was supposed to be him, not Donna."

Tears rolled down my face faster than I could wipe them away. Jax took over brushing the tears from my face.

"You did this. You and your club!" I yelled hitting him. I pushed him away from him into the wall behind him. "Opie should have stayed away like Donna wanted him too but no, there you were. Encouraging him, telling him he couldn't be half in half out."

"Harley." He said grabbing my arms and holding me against him.

"Jax." I cried and buried my head into his chest.

"Everything's going to be okay. We'll get through this." He said kissing my tears away.

I slammed my lips onto Jax's, just wanting to feel something other than the numbness of losing my best friend. Jax placed one hand firmly against my back holding me to him and the other behind my neck keeping my lips pressed against his. Slowly my hands trailed up his chest and slipped his cut off his shoulders and threw it to the ground. I looked into his beautiful eyes and saw sadness and desire. I knew exactly what I was doing, and had no intention of stopping.

My back met the wall as Jax turned; he grabbed the back of my thighs pulling me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. I tightly locked my legs around him as his hand traveled down my neck to the collar of my jacket and pushed it down, his lips slowly making their way down my neck to my collarbone. I knotted my hands in the blonde locks on his head as small kisses were spread onto my skin. Soon my jacket met his cut on the floor.

I dropped my feet to the floor and walked towards the stairs with Jax looking after me, I slipped the blue tank top I was wearing off over my head and dropped it onto the bottom step. I watched Jax lick his lips hungrily and follow me up the stairs into my bed room. Easily he picked me up by the waist and gently tossed me on the bed and climbed on top of me. I fingered the bottom of his shirt before slipping my fingers up his shirt and touching the warm skin on his stomach. His lips attacked the smooth skin above my bra and started kissing and biting. I let out a shallow breath enjoying the tingles that were sent throughout my body. Quickly I lifted Jax's t-shirt from his skin and threw it to the floor. Our lips met once again in a hot kiss. My hands roamed over the smooth though muscles on Jax's back as his hand traveled down to the button of my jeans. With the flick of his wrist my jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped. His lips and wet tongue worked their way over my breasts and down my stomach were they met his hands.

It wasn't long before it was just the two of us, nothing separating us. My legs were wrapped tightly around Jax's waist as his lips worked against mine trying to take the pain away from the prolonged wait of feeling him inside of me.

"Jax. Please." I begged when I couldn't take it anymore. I threw my hips forward grinding against him. I felt him hard against my entrance but he refused to make a move.

"You don't have to beg Darlin'." He groaned before sharply thrusting into me. I let out a shocked cry as he pushed inside of me. My nails dug into his back, the force growing stronger.

"Jax." I moaned as he went faster and harder. I threw my hips up to meet every one of his thrusts, no matter how fast and hard they were. I knew I wouldn't last much longer at this pace.

"Ahh." I moaned arching my back once I met my climax. Jax followed close behind me.

"Go be with your son." I told Jax.

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I don't want you to be alone tonight."

"Jax, I'm fine." I assured him placing a small kiss on his cheek.

"If you need me call me." He said.

"I will. I promise." I said. I watched as Jax got dressed. He kissed me on the forehead.

"I'll be here in two seconds if you need me." He said. I nodded and kissed him once more before he left to be with his son. I lay back in the bed and pulled the covers over my chest and hugged a pillow to my side. Footsteps came into the room and I sighed.

"Jax, I'm fine. Go home." I rolled over Jax wasn't standing in my doorway. It was Charles.