The evening and the date had been perfect up to this point and now Juice was anxiously waiting and anticipating where the evening could go from here. He hadn't expected anything really. It was their first date and they were really still getting to know each other. But if she wanted him, then he wouldn't turn her down.
He stood outside the restaurant, smoking a cigarette and waiting for Peyton to come out from the washroom. He smiled to himself. There was just something about this girl, that he had never seen or found in anyone else. She was beautiful, happy, sexy, seductive and he was pretty sure that she knew it, but she was pretty good and downplaying it.
He threw his cigarette on the ground when he saw Peyton walk out of the restaurant. He held his arms open and she snuggled right into him. "Hey beautiful," he whispered into her hair. She looked up at him and smiled. "Hey you," she said back, "I had such a great evening Juice. I hope we can do this again." He turned so he was facing her and leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, "There is no question that I want to see you again." She wrapped her arms around his neck. She was so close to him, every single nerve ending in his body was on fire. He never wanted to let her go.
"What are you thinking?" she asked him quietly and shyly. "I was thinking that I want to do this," he replied before leaning in and kissing her.
He pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her waist as he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth as she let him caress her tongue with his. My god, he thought, this girl is amazing. He ran his hands through her hair and groaned as she pressed her pelvis against him. "Oh Jesus Peyton," he moaned before moving his lips down to her neck. He pushed her hair out of the way and slowly moved his mouth over her hot skin. He ran his hands over her arms as he did this and smiled slightly at her reaction. He loved how she reacted to him, to his touch and his actions.
"Take me home," she whispered against his mouth. He pulled away and looked down at her. "Really?" he asked, almost a little too excited. She giggled and kissed his lips quickly before walking towards his bike. "Yes, really," she replied, turning around and walking backwards and giving him a little smirk. He ran up to her and pulled her into his arms, wrapping them around her waist and kissing her so passionately, it made his head spin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes, "This could be the start of something beautiful."
There was a loud knock on the door to their hotel room, which startled Juice out of his perfect little slumber. He had broken into a cold sweat and his heart sank when he realized that he was just dreaming about their first date. "What the hell man?" Tig said as he walked to the door, "Someone is a little on edge." "Shut up man," Juice replied, running his hand through his hair. When this was over he would make sure to get Gemma to shave his head again. He wasn't used to having a full head of hair.
"Holy shit man," Tig exclaimed, "It's fucking good to see you guys!" Tig and Jax hugged each other and Tig hugged the rest of the guys as they all piled into the hotel room. "How you holding up?" Jax asked Juice after a quick hug. "I'm worried," Juice replied, "Justin will kill her if we don't get to them soon." Jax put his hand on Juice's shoulder and gave him a reassuring look.
"Alright guys!" Jax called out, "Time for a club meeting!" Everyone got quiet and found seats wherever they could in the small room. "Ok Juice," Jax said, pulling the gavel out of his jacket pocket and hitting it against the coffee table, "Where are we at with finding their location?" "They are staying at a Motel 6 on the other side of Boise," Juice replied confidently, "I've been checking every half an hour to see if anything has changed and for the last three hours it hasn't. It's about a 10 minute drive for us to get there. I didn't want to make it look obvious by checking into the same motel, so that's why we are staying here. Trying to make seven black Harley Davidsons look inconspicuous is kind of difficult." "That's probably wise," Chibs responded, smiling slightly at the thought, "So what is the plan? When do go get our girl?" "I think it would be best if we went around 4:30 or 5:00 am," Juice replied, "It will be before they wake up and before he thinks about making a move." They all agreed that Juice's plan would be best in this situation.
Gemma answered the front door when she heard the doorbell ring and she was pleased to see Joyce and Dave, Peyton's parents. They smiled and they each hugged her tightly.
"It's so good to see you two," Gemma said happily. It wasn't really a happy moment, but she was happy to see them again after such a long time. "Can I get you two anything to drink?" she asked as they sat down at the dining room table, "Coffee, tea, beer?" "Coffee would be good," they both replied at once. She smiled and walked into the kitchen and grabbed three mugs and the carafe of coffee she had made right before they got there. She felt awful that she had to be the one to tell them about Peyton, but they had to be told.
She decided it would be best to just get to the point. "I have some news," Gemma said quietly, "It's about Peyton." "What's wrong?" Joyce asked. "She showed up at the clubhouse a couple days ago," she replied, "She had driven all the way here overnight. Her left leg is broken and her face was pretty banged up, the whole left side of her face was bruised." "Oh my gosh," Joyce replied, the worry and concern very evident in her voice and on her face, "What's happened? Where is she? Why hasn't she come to us?"
Gemma looked over at Dave. He hadn't said a word and she knew he was already thinking about Justin and the worst possible scenario. "Jax had found a GPS locator on her jeep," Gemma started to explain, "Turns out, Justin planted it on her vehicle so that he would know at all times where she was. Juice also did some research and tracking of his own and found out that Justin was on his way to Charming. Juice and Tig took Peyton and they were on their way to Calgary to get her kids, but Justin somehow intercepted them when they stopped in Portland to rest and he kidnapped Peyton."
Joyce burst into tears and Dave lost his cool. "How long has this been going on?" Dave raged, "What's Bobby doing about this?" "Justin has been pretty horrible to her since little Darcy was born, but he was verbally abusive to her ever since they first got married," Gemma replied, "The kids have been taken away and they are living with foster parents, but Peyton sees them all the time. She was going to come and see you yesterday and they were supposed to leave today, but Justin was so close that they had to get her out of here. Bobby and the rest of the club have made their way to Boise, Idaho where Juice had last located Justin and Peyton. I'm sure they are working on a plan to get her back. Jax hasn't been in contact with me since this afternoon, but I'm sure they are going to raise some hell."
Dave smiled slightly at this and then wrapped his arm around his wife. "I had no idea things were so bad at home for Peyton," Dave replied, "I should have tried to get in contact with her more." "It wouldn't have made any difference," Gemma replied, looking at him sadly, "He is a pretty awful man and Peyton is pretty scarred by the whole thing. But she is with Juice and he would take a bullet for her. In fact, any of them would. She will be safe soon."
They sat in silence for a couple minutes and Joyce continued to cry out of fear for her daughter. They looked up when they heard the back door open and close. "Grandma!" Abel cried out as he ran through the kitchen and into the dining room, right into her arms. "Baby," Gemma said excitedly, "Grandma is sure happy to see you." Gemma kissed her grandson on the forehead and looked up as Tara walked into the dining room with Thomas. "Hi Gem," Tara said, smiling at everyone, "Joyce, Dave, it's great to see you two again." They smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Have you heard from Jax?" Tara asked Gemma. "I haven't heard from him since early this afternoon," Gemma replied, "But I'm assuming him and the club are pretty busy right now." Tara handed Thomas to Gemma and then sat down beside Joyce, putting her arm around her. "How are you holding up?" Tara asked both of them. "We are very worried about our little girl," Dave replied, "Did you know anything about what was happening to her?" "I only knew what Jax told me a couple nights ago," Tara replied, "No one had any idea that he was so awful to her. The club always had an inclination that he wasn't a good man, but Peyton never listened to them." "I just wish I would have known," he replied sadly, "I only want the best for her." Tara reached over and squeezed his shoulder as a small form of encouragement.
"You guys are free to stay as long as you want," Gemma said, "I'm sure you will want to be here when Jax calls." Dave nodded his head and they all sat there in silence, hoping that an update would happen soon.
Juice was sitting outside on his bike, drinking a beer and talking with Chibs. It was 3:00 am and nobody had gone to sleep. Everyone was too riled up and ready to go to even try to sleep.
"How was she before you fell asleep?" Chibs asked, "Was she mad, was she sad? How did she seem?" "Woah Chibs," Juice said, putting his hand on his should to slow him down, "She definitely wasn't mad or sad. She was happy, or at least that's what I saw. I guess she just wanted some fresh air and wasn't really thinking about all the possibilities." Chibs looked at him, "What happened this morning?" "What do you mean?" Juice asked in response. "You said that she definitely wasn't mad," he replied, grinning at Juice in an evil sort of way, "What happened this morning?" Juice blushed a little. "Jesus Chibs," Juice replied, "I don't kiss and tell." "Bullshit Juicy," Chibs shot back at him, "You didn't just kiss her." "You're absolutely right," Juice replied, his grin spreading across his entire face, "We didn't just kiss. It was so much better than just a kiss." Chibs laughed and smacked Juice on the back. "Atta boy," Chibs exclaimed.
They were interrupted by the shrill ring of Juice's phone. Juice put his beer down on the ground and looked at the phone. "Unknown number," Juice mumbled to himself outloud. He flipped the phone opened and answered. "Hello," he said quietly. There was no response. He could just hear breathing and then silence. "Hello?" he asked again, looking over at Chibs. "Juice," he heard a small quiet voice say. "Peyton?" he asked. His pulse began to quicken and he was instantly fired up. "Juice, you need to help me," she whispered, "I'm not safe here." "Baby, we're coming to get you," he replied, "We know where you are. We will be there soon, I promise." "Please, Juice," she whimpered. "Peyton, I promise we are on our way," he said quietly and soothingly. He didn't get a response from her. The last thing he heard was a piercing scream on the other end of the phone and then it went dead.
Juice looked at his phone and then he looked at Chibs, "We have to go now!"