Gemma's POV

"Are you sure you want to go through with this Gem? You know I always have your back, but this is extreme, even for me. Jax could go to war for this, he could die if all of this goes south" Clay states.

I sigh, taking a drag off of the joint in my hand, before narrowing my eyes at my husband.

"Clay, she's changed him, changed the way he thinks. Next thing we know, he's going to want to get away from the club, and we can't let that happen, we need him here. Set the damn meeting up" I tell him, before getting up from the table and walking to the other room.

A few hours later, Clay and I pulled up to the set meeting spot just outside of town. After much fighting between the two of us, he finally agreed to let me come along to this meeting.

"What's this about?" Marcus asks, stepping off of his bike.

Clay sighs, before looking over at me, hoping for any hesitation in me. When I nod my head, he turns to Marcus Alvarez, a serious look on his face.

"We need your help taking care of something for us, something that can't blow back on the club" Clay tells him.

"What do you need?" Marcus questions, looking over at the member of his club next to him.

"We need you to take care of Jax's wife" Clay states.

No turning back now. 

Jessica's POV

"A fucking safe house! Are you kidding me" I exclaim, standing up from my spot at my kitchen table.

"Jess, this is the safest option for you and the baby. We have to make them all believe you are dead. We don't know who else they could reach out to in order to try and get this done. I can't risk losing the two of you to my mother and her greedy ways. They Mayan's have the means to protect you without anyone else knowing" Jax explains.

I sigh, pacing back in forth in front of the table where Jax is sitting, a worried expression on his face.

When Jax came home last night, panicked about what Marcus had told him, I was shocked to say the least.

I knew that Gemma didn't like me, that was obvious from our interaction in the hospital, but this? This is beyond extreme.

What kind of mother tries to kill their sons wife out of spite?

"What about seeing you? It's not like you can come to me every night and see me. You'll have to play the mourning husband role. What happens in the next few months when the baby is supposed to be born? There's no guarantee everything will be solved by then. Not to mention your mom is going to try to push you towards moving on. Dead or not, I'm not okay with that Jax, at the end of the day we will still be married" I state. 

Jax sighs, before gently wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me to sitting in his lap. Jax lays one hand on my stomach, rubbing his hand on the now showing bump.

"First of all, dead or not, I wouldn't do that to you. You're right, I might not be able to be there all of the time, but we have already worked out ways for me to come and see you, way's that we can keep you two safe" Jax tells me. 

I look over at Jax, only seeing worry in his eyes. 

"I'll do it, but I'm not okay with this" I tell him

A small smile comes to Jax's face before he kisses the side of my head.

"It's only temporary. Once we have a plan in place to figure out where we can go from here, we can make sure that you guys are safe, and you can come out of hiding. Once everything is safe, we can stay here, or we can go anywhere in the world you want to" Jax tells me. 

"I trust you, just need you to promise me that if you kill them, I get the last word before something happens" I tell him. 

Jax looks at me, shocked by the words that just came out of my mouth. 

"What my wife wants, she gets" he tells me. 

A few hours later, Jax pulls our second car up to a house on the outskirts of Stockton. 

When the club found out about me, Jax thought it was a good idea to get a secondary car in someone else's name, that someone being Angel.

The two of us get out of the car, making our way inside. When we step inside, we see all of the members of the Mayan's sitting in the living room, each looking stressed. 

When they hear the door open, all heads turn in our direction. As soon as Angel looks at me, he's out of his chair running towards me. 

"Oh thank god" Angel says, letting out a breath.

I let out a small chuckle, before looking up at him.

"Did you really think I wouldn't agree to this?" I question.

Angel gives me a look, before releasing me from the hug.

"We never know with you. You could have agreed, or attempted to put up a fight" he tells me, before going to sit back down next to his brother. 

"Come sit down you two, we have a lot to discuss" Marcus states, pointing to the two empty seats on the couch.

Jax lays his hand on the small of my back, before leading me to the couch. Once the two of us are seated, Marcus' face instantly turns from relieved, to angry.

"As you all know, a few of the members of SAMCRO are wanting to get rid of sweet Jessie here. Starting tomorrow, she will be in the care of the Mayan's until we are able to get everything else figured out so that she and the baby are safe. Before that, however, we need Clay and Gemma to believe she is dead, and this is how we are going to do it" Marcus starts. 

The more that Marcus talks, the more stressed out I'm getting. His plan seems full proof. However, I can't help but to worry about what is going to come out of all of this..