Jax's POV

Today is the day.

Today is the day that to the world, I go from being a husband and a soon to be father, to being a single man again.

Last night, we spent time on the phone with Jess's parents. In order to have this plan go through how it is suppose to, we need them involved. Them knowing about the Mayans' helped with explaining everything to them. I figured that they would be trying to force Jess to move back home after finding out that my own mother was after her, but it was the opposite.

Her mom and dad both thanked me for being proactive in protecting their daughter and unborn grandchild. They also agreed to go along with whatever plan we were going to go through with, and even to follow us over to the east coast if that is what we decided to do.

Jess's mom told me that from now on, she will be my only mother, and I can't even put into words how thankful I am for that. A mother should not be trying to kill their child's wife and unborn child out of spite. Thankfully, I still have a mother figure in my life, one that supports me no matter what. Even Jess's mom told me to do what I needed to do, fully supporting the possibility of me having to potentially kill my own mother.

The Mayan's have the plan worked out perfectly so there is no harm done to Jessica. Gemma and Clay have asked that they not be involved, only to get a text when everything is done. Apparently, they have a plan for how to tell me, according the Marcus. 

The plan was for us to go out to the outskirts of Oakland, have Jessica basically play dead with some blood like substance around her, take some pictures, and send the text. Before the text gets sent, they will have Jessica in a safe house, somewhere I don't even know the location of.

If and when I do go to visit her, the Mayan's will make sure they have me in a van that I can not see outside of, protecting her location.

Last night, Jessica and I spent the night just the two of us, soaking in every moment with each other. There's no telling how long it could be before we are able to actually spend any real time together, so I was enjoying every second of our alone time.

Dropping Jessica off at the Mayan's clubhouse before they headed to Oakland was one of the hardest things I've had to do in a while, knowing that in just a few hours she will be 'dead'. 

We spent a few minutes just holding each other, before we shared one last, passionate kiss and parted ways, Marcus leaving me with a promise that no matter what, she will be okay.

Pulling up to the clubhouse pretending everything was okay was even harder, especially when Opie had asked if we could have dinner with them the next night, because Donna wanted to spend time with Jessica.

A few hours later, my mom and Clay both frantically came out of the office looking around the shop.

Show time.

"Jax, can we talk to you for a minute?" Mom questions.

I give her a nod, before following them into the office.

"Son, we just got a picture sent to us. I don't really know how to say this to you, but it looks like someone was trying to hurt the club. They went through Jessica. Jax, she's dead" mom explains, a pained look on her face.

I jumped off of the couch, looking at her like she was insane, feeling the tears coming down my face. 

"That's not right, it can't be right, she can't be dead! I left her perfectly fine at her store this morning" I exclaim. 

Clay lays a hand on my shoulder, attempting to calm me down.

"We will get to the bottom of this son, go get everyone else out of the shop. Go call church" he tells me.

I give him a nod, before walking out to the shop.

"Church now" I exclaim, before quickly walking into the clubhouse.

Sitting down in my seat, I quickly check my phone seeing an all good text from an unknown number, bringing a little bit of peace to my racing heart. 

Everyone comes into the room, before sitting in their seats, no one speaking a word. When Clay walks in, he closes the door behind him, before sitting in his seat at the head of the table.

"We're going into lockdown" he states.

Everyone looks around the room confused.

"What for?" Chibs questions. 

"Jax's wife was killed this afternoon, and because of that we need to make sure that all of the women and children are safe until we figure out who did this. At this moment, it's not safe for anyone. Go do what you need to do, you have an hour before we close the gates" Clay explains, before banging the gavel and making his way out of the room. 

As everyone follows behind Clay, Opie pulls me to the side, a pained look on his face.

"You good Jax?" Opie asks.

I shake my head no, looking down at the ground.

"We will talk later, just go get Donna and the kids. "Don't say anything to them until we can talk" I tell him.

Opie gives me a confused look, but nods.

"We will get through this Jax, I have your back. No matter what" he tells me, before patting my back and walking out of the clubhouse. 

I look around the busy clubhouse, those with families calling to get everyone prepared, those without attempting to get everything ready letting out a small sigh of relief knowing that somewhere my wife and child are safe from my mother, and any other harm that may come their way.

Jessica's POV

Sitting on the couch in the safe house, I let out a sigh of relief knowing that everything has gone according to plan so far.

From what Angel has told me, the pictures worked, and that Clay has already contacted Marcus for "help" finding the person who killed me.

Even though we all know it will be a dead end.

"What are you thinking about?" Angel questions, sitting on the couch next to me.

I sigh, before leaning my head back against the couch.

"All of this is stressful. I should be preparing for my child's arrival with her father, not hiding in the middle of nowhere from his mom who wants to me dead" I tell him. 

"I know, and I'm sorry you're having to deal with all of this. No matter what though, your safety and the babies is most important to all of us" he tells me.

I sigh, before placing my hand on my round stomach.

"I just wish he was here"