It all fell down

My phone ringing jarred me awake and to further piss me off the caller id has Gemma's name across it. I debate answering it but decide I should considering that she never calls me directly.

Phone call

Emmett: helloGemma: em I need to talk to Nova. It's important Emmett: gem I can't bring her back there.Gemma: I'm not asking you to. I just need to see her. I'll meet you somewhere. I'll explain in person.Emmett: alright. No one can know. Not Jax. Not Clay. No one.Gemma: that's fitting. They don't know what I'm about to tell the two of you either. Emmett: can you come to Tacoma? Gemma: yeah, I'll tell Clay I'm going out of town.

I don't know what made me agree to this shit, but she sounded broken. Gemma Teller Morrow never sounds broken nor defeated and that worried me. The shit that SAMCRO has going on is gonna kill them. I won't allow Madelyn to be stuck in the crossfires.

The next day

"Did she say why she was coming?" Mads asks me worried

"Nah babe. Just said that Clay and Jax can't know." I respond.

I hear the dogs barking before they come hauling ass back inside to guard Maddie. I take that as my cue to open the door. The cameras showed it was Gemma.

She looks broken down as fuck. I can't process this shit, so I hug her and lead her inside. I introduce Gemma to Whiskey and Diesel.

"They're gorgeous. Good guard dogs, too." She mutters

"That's what they're for, Ma." Madelyn responds with a small smile.

"What's going on Gem?" I ask.

"The club got into it with the nazis. Night of Bobby's coming home party, a girl stopped behind me jumped out screaming, claimed her baby was choking. I went to help. She hit me in the back of the head with something, knocked me out cold. When I came back to consciousness there were three guys. Told me to send a message to the club. They raped me. All three. Multiple times. Tara and Unser helped me cover it up. They said they'd come after the rest of the girls. I can't tell them. It'll rip the club apart." She explains as she breaks down into tears.

"Ma, I'm so sorry." Madelyn cries out.

"Gem, the club is already broken. Jax and Clay whatever beef they've got going on. Shits already at a breaking point. I love you. You're strong as fuck. Always have been. I'm sorry this happened to you." I say.

"I'm really sorry for calling and coming. I just had to see my babygirl. I'm fucked up. Once Clay finds out he won't want me anymore. Someone's violated what's his. That won't stand." She says.

"Hey no. None of that. That's not true. You aren't damaged. Yeah, you were violated. If he's a good ole man, he will show you how much he still loves you." I respond trying to hide my anger. Is that really how SAMCRO gets down now?

"Emmett you aren't like the rest of them." Gemma responds sadly.

"Thank fuck for that." I mutter.

Madelyn hugs Gemma closer and allows her to cry. I know for a fact that this is breaking her heart. Gemma didn't deserve that shit. If the guys actually fucking paid attention to their women, they would've realized this shit wasn't a car accident.

"You're more than welcome to stay a few days, Gem. We got plenty of room. I know it's a drive." I tell her.

"Thank you, baby. Otto raised you to be a damn good man. I'm glad it's you who my little girl married." She responds before heading to bed. I know that she's exhausted from the drive.

"What Gemma said ain't true babe." Emmett grits out.

"Are you sure?" I question."You wouldn't trade me in for a newer model?"

"Baby, it's always been you. I haven't fucked anyone since I got a taste of you years ago. Sure, I've gotten head. But I haven't been inside of anyone except you. I will never be inside anyone but you again. You're my wife and my ole lady." Emmett reassures me.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you more." He whispers back.

"Can we cuddle?" I ask.

"Yeah, baby let's head on up to bed." Emmett tells me.

Our room is pitch black the only noises that are being made are the dogs snoring. It's peaceful lying here on Emmett's chest, with him absentmindedly rubbing tiny circles on my stomach.

"I will keep you safe. No matter the cost Madelyn. I don't care about anyone else, the club, any other bullshit. You're my priority." He vows.

"Thank you for coming back." I whisper.

"Baby, I don't know what I'd do if that had been you. Thank fuck we aren't there. Gemma not telling anyone else puts every one of those girls at risk." Emmett states.

I know he's bothered by it; it very well could've been me. They got the queen so easily they could've taken the princess even easier.

"Emmett baby I'm alright." I say.

"I know baby. I just hate it. The club. Well at least how it used to be we protect our own, especially our women. Two dead ole ladies and one that was brutally raped. That shit is way out of hand." Emmett responds.

I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and pull his face to mine, then I place a peck on his lips. He needs this, he needs to know that I'm alright.

Gemma and Madelyn are talking in the living room while watching a movie. Whiskey and Diesel are asleep at Madelyn's feet. I can't get my head right on this shit. If shit is going that bad, I know that Quinn is gonna call me. I'm just praying that SAMCRO doesn't request me so that hopefully I can squirm my way out of going.

If I go and some shit goes south, something happens to me that leaves Maddie alone. I will not leave her alone, I've left before, and I refuse to do it again. I'm nomad because following those guys leadership is one thing I refuse to do. I'm not a bad guy, I'm cool with following orders just not from someone who shouldn't be head of that table.

Then again, it's Jax's position and I wouldn't be alright with him as president, either. Jax will crack under pressure, he always has. I respect him, he's a good guy. The thing with that is he allows shit to go on right under his nose. He doesn't think things through fully. He doesn't think out every possible scenario. That right there is what gets every single one of us killed.

Phone call

Quinn: SAMCRO needs helpEmmett: I can't do it. Quinn: I'm sending Frankie, GoGo, and Greg. I just wanted to give you a heads up. In case they try to call directly. Emmett: thanks man. I'm keeping my ole lady far from charming. Quinn: understandable.

I couldn't hold in the eye roll when that phone call ended. They need back up from the nomads. They've seriously got themselves into some deep shit on that.

With Gemma here accompanying Madelyn, I he as out to the club house. Happy is still in charming. I'm gonna go have a drink with Koz.

"You alright?" Koz asks me as I take a drink of my beer.

"Fine. Just getting my head together." I respond.

"I really am happy for you and Mads." He says.

"Me too. How's everything with you? How's your sister?" I ask.

"She's alright. Still rarely reaches out. I'm alright. I met a girl." He says with a cheesy grin.

"She ain't a croweater, is she?" I ask teasing.

He lets out a laugh "man fuck off. Nah. I met her at the diner. Nice girl. Real sweet. Pretty."

"What's the problem?" I question.

"She ain't built for this shit." He responds sadly.

"It ain't up to you to decide that. You need to talk to her. I left Madelyn for six fucking years. Thinking that she could do better. All because I'm a lowlife biker with a rap sheet. She's fucking Tigs kid." I state nothing but facts.

"I know that. I just fuck. I don't know how to even approach her about it." He says sounding defeated.

"Look I'm not the best advice giver. All I'm saying is be a fucking man. That's what dad told me." I say.

Then I get a phone call that ruins my day.

Phone call

Emmett: yeah?Jax: I got bad news.Emmett: what is it?Jax: the league got your dad. He got stabbed in the eye. Emmett: are you fucking kidding me? Jax: I'm just telling you what I know. I'm gonna go visit him.Emmett: don't bother. I'm coming.

I look at Kozik who is silently asking me for an explanation.

"Can you stay at my house with Madelyn? I need to go see my dad. He was attacked by the league. She can't see that." I grit out.

"Yeah. I've got her. You know that. Let me go tell Lee I won't be available." He responds.

Once we pull in my driveway and park, I notice Gemma is gone. She probably got a call from Clay.

"Babe?" I call out.

"Backyard babe." I hear Madelyn yell.

I walk out into the backyard to find her laid out on lawn chair.

"Baby I gotta go to charming" I say with a shaking breath.

"Is that why Gemma left?" She asks.

Oh so Gemma didn't tell her why.

"Yeah baby. The league attacked dad. I gotta go see him. I'm not going for club business. Kozik is gonna stay here with you and the dogs." I inform her with tears in my eyes.

I mean losing my mom is one thing, it hurt but I was closer to my dad. Luann was a decent mom, but she was hardly around. Otto made sure that he was always around unless he was locked up. If he was, I was with Piney or John.

She gets up from her chair with tears in her eyes and hugs me.

"I'm sorry baby. Tell Otto that I love him." She says as she cries.

"I will baby. Koz is here. He will probably feed you." I say as I wipe the tears from her cheeks before wiping my own away.

I lean down and kiss her softly.

"Stay safe." She calls out the door as I mount my bike.

I blow her a kiss before I tear out of the driveway. The open road is something I usually live for. This moment though all I want is to haul ass and break every single speeding law known to man to get to Stockton.

I want to strangle Clay Morrow to death. I want to annihilate every single fucking bastard in association with the League. My dad may be a lot of things, done a ton of fucked up shit, but he didn't deserve this. He just lost his wife and now he's lost an eye. His sight in his other eye is already damn near gone. This shit has me irate.

"I need to see Otto Delaney." I tell the guard.

"Name?" The guard requests.

"Emmett Delaney." I say.

"You, his son?" He questions politely.

"Yeah." I reply.

"He's a good dude. I'm sorry about what happened." He says.

"Thank you. You're a good guard. Don't see too many of those." I say with a chuckle.

"Yeah, there aren't enough of guys like me sadly. My family was in and out of prison too. The guards were awful." He tells me.

"I appreciate you." I say before the other guard allows me into the visitation room.

I take a seat at one of the round tables waiting for them to bring my dad out. I pick my head up when I hear my dad's voice speaking to the guard.

He walks up slowly to the table and it's down.

"Holy shit." Is all that comes out of my mouth.

"I'm fine Emmett." Is all he says.

"Dad I'm sorry." My voice Comes out a whisper

"I know Emmett. I'm alright. Hurt like hell. Lost my sight. Gotta listen to those eBooks now." He says softly.

"Madelyn said to tell you that she loves you." I inform him hoping to brighten his day even a little.

He smiles at that, a genuine Delaney smile. One that I've only seen when Madelyn or my mom is here or brought up since he got locked up.

"I love her, too. I need grandkids before they execute me." He says with a chuckle causing me to stifle a laugh.

"Oh yeah, dad. I'll get right on that. You aren't going anywhere anytime soon. Do you hear me?" I spit out.

"Emmett Liam, I know that this shit is hard. Losing Your mom fucked me. I got that fed bitch still circling since I busted her face open. I just need you to grant me that wish, okay? I know that they won't allow you to bring them. Not that you'd want to bring them in here. I just want to see pictures. I need something to hold on to." He says vulnerably.

"I'll talk to Mads. We aren't actively trying but we aren't being safe either."

"Ten minutes" one of the guards calls out.

"I'll make a way for you to meet them. No matter the cost dad. Hold on to that." I vow.

"I love you son." He says before squeezing my hand and following behind the guard.

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