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Travis Babrow-Tracy

"You say I don't have a heart, I say who fucking needs that useless thing."

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a character in “Knights of Armageddon MC”, as played by sweetsleep

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NAME
Travis Ryder Babrow-Tracy

NICK NAME
Snake

AGE
32

RANK
VP of The Sons of Hell

Harley Type
Night Road Harley
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BIO
Travis much like his younger half-sister Addison had been another one of their father, Michael Babrow’s accidents. Michael had just started up with the Knights of Armageddon back then and he had been convinced that he was in love with a young girl. Their romance lasted a summer ending in her pregnancy, Michael wasn’t ready to be a father, he wanted to run around hell he was in a motorcycle gang there was no way he could involve a kid in his dangerous life. He left and on occasion stopped by to see his son which was maybe twice a year. Though the visitations stopped when Travis’s mother married a young gang member, who eventually become president of The Sons of Hell and took Travis in as if he was his own, though Travis kept his fathers last name as well as taking his step-fathers last name. Now 32 Travis didn’t just inherit the title of Vice President he’s worked his ass off getting there. They don’t call him Snake for nothing.

So begins...

Travis Babrow-Tracy's Story

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Character Portrait: Jason Walker "Roach" Character Portrait: Addison Babrow Character Portrait: Lola 'Lolly' Martinez Character Portrait: Nicole Eileen Walker Character Portrait: Travis Babrow-Tracy Character Portrait: Deacon Walker "Deke"
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Travis was at one of The Sons of Hell’s most popular strip club, The Black Cat, when out of nowhere his eyes locked with one of the Aztec members and gun shots lit up the joint. Travis jumped right in the middle of the outbreak shooting down at least four of the members before they retreated and just as quickly as it had started it was over. Travis found one of the members he had shot still alive he grabbed him harshly pulling him off the floor until their eyes met. He dug his cold black 45 caliber pistol in to the Aztecs head.

“What the Fuck was this about!” he yelled digging the pistol deeper.

“A message, your KOA friends fucked with Montoya, so were making sure they know were coming for them. “The Mexican coughed “You’re their allies therefore you we gotta shake you guys two.” He smirked. Travis carelessly threw him on the floor before delivering three bullets to the head. He received a call from his step-father filling him in on the whole issue at hand before telling him he wanted him to stop by the KOA clubhouse to make sure everything was okay.

He hopped on his Night Road and took off quickly before the cops showed up at The Black Cat, that’s all he needed, he had just gotten out of a short Prison stay, there was no way in hell he was going back. He made his way going twenty miles over the speed limit. Finally pulling up at the club. He pulled his helmet off and set in on his bike. He lit a cigarette as he made his way inside the KOA club.

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"Snake" Jason replied, both in answer to Jetta and in surprise. He left Jetta and walked towards Snake.

"You're a long way from Oakland man" Roach said walking up and giving Snake a slap on the back. "So what's the Sons #2 doing in this neck of the woods?".

The Knights and the Sons of Hell had been allies for almost two decades now. Early on many people were worried the two sides were going to engage in an ugly turf war for California, however both sides saw more benefit in reaching a mutual understanding then throwing down, thus avoiding what may have been one of the bloodiest Biker Wars the country had ever seen.

While they were allies, both the Knights and the Sons kept to themselves for the most part, however Roach had to think that Snake's appearance at the clubhouse the same night the Aztecs had pulled their hit on the Leather and Lace Club wasn't by coincidence.

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Character Portrait: Deacon Walker Character Portrait: Jason Walker "Roach" Character Portrait: Addison Babrow Character Portrait: Lola 'Lolly' Martinez Character Portrait: Neil James Murdock Character Portrait: Travis Babrow-Tracy
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Neil looked over to Jason before eyes went back onto Snake, silently catching his eyes before paying back attention to Snake. It was shaking him up that he had no clue what was going on yet. It wasn't like the Brothers to be this scattered with information In his opinion, they needed a meeting. He kept quiet, he'd voice when they did have a meeting. He honestly thought someone was *purposely* trying to get them scattered... As long as his daughter was not crossed into this, it'd be fine for now, unless shit got messier. It's been a long awhile since the club has had rough hard times to follow..

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Travis scanned the club looking for Jason, when the two were in their teens they use to hang out almost every weekend, but as they got older things got more complicated and they had a lot of growing up to do, it had been a few years since Snake and Roach had seen each other.

“Yeah, didn’t seem like that long of a drive when I was a kid.” He smirked, though taking on a more serious look. “Frankie says those mother fuckers hit the LL, they hit the Black Cat to.” He said in a quiet tone. “It’s one thing to send a message and fuck with a few of the gangs prospects but they have gone to fucking far, reaching out to another gang, what the fuck did you guys do to piss them off?” he asked not really caring he knew whatever it was Roach had a good reason for doing it, he trusted the guy, he never admit it but he was one of the few he did trust.

“Listen Roach, I really don’t give a shit what you did all I know is when they shot up the cat, they killed one of my girls and I’m sure whatever they did to your ladies was a lot worse.” He glanced to the two on the couch. “They messed with the wrong VPs.” He smirked. Their fathers may have been dangerous in their time, but Travis and Jason were ten times more ruthless and hardcore then their fathers. “You and Deacon got a plan yet, cause you know us Sons have your back.” He smirked

Jetta didn’t bother to approach the two guys, she figured they needed their space to talk things out, whoever this guy was, Jetta had never seen, she glance to his shoulder, seeing the SOH symbol tattooed, that’s why. She thought to herself as she sat with Nicole and Lolly.

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"Yeah but something isn't right. Those fucking Mexicans are small time by now in Cali. They got a bit of sway in the southern corner of the city, a bit of a presence in South Town (San Diego), otherwise they're scattered. So even on their drunkest, cocaine induced bender, how would they ever grow the balls to piss us off. I mean, if we rolled in our Southern Cal chapters alone we'd wipe em out, never mind you boys. Something is up, but I got to deal with some shit right now. Feel free to crash bro, we'll talk business tomorrow....figure out our immigrant problem. And if you boys want in, I got no problem with the Sons riding along on this one"

He gave Snake a hug "Good seeing you again bro", he said, then walked across the room to Jetta, taking her by the hand and walking off towards the shop, the one place guaranteed to have nobody else around. After all the shit that had gone down, he needed to clear his head, Jason and Jetta headed towards the shop door.

Before he walked out he turned around "Salem, get the word out, we're meeting tomorrow....mandatory!" he called out as him and Jetta went through the door.

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Snake nodded “Alright, I’ll fill Frankie in on everything.” He said hugging Roach back. He never called Frankie Tracy, the president of the SOH his father, even though he had practically raised him. He hated the fact that his father had left him. He headed into one of the lounges to call his father and then crash.

Jetta linked her arm into Jason’s as they headed out, she was happy to be getting some official alone time after everything that had happened, even though she didn’t want to they had some things to talk about, and she knew he’d would need some time to clear his head and that probably meant talking and she would be there to listen to him. She smiled knowing that after they talked everything out it would probably end in some fun for the both of them.

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Roach’s attempt at that sentence that seemed impossible for any member of any gang to say made her smile, as he pulled her pants over her hips, and tossing them to the side. She tugged his shirt over his head as she kissed him her tongue slipping into his mouth as she wrapped her legs around him, he picked her up easily with one arm, to him she was as light as a feather, the girl only weighed 115 after all. He carried to the small loft that over looked the shop, there was a bed and what not up there, it was normally used for members who got in a fight with their Ol’Ladies or if they just needed a place to stay, but it tonight’s case, it would be used for a couple hours of make-up sex and some much needed sleep. He laid her down on the bed more carefully than usual as his rough hands glided along her smooth caramel sink. It was obvious she was half Italian and she could speak the language pretty fluently as well.

Her breathing started to slow down as she rolled off of him that had been going at it for the last two and a half hours. Both of them had enjoyed there selves she sat up in the bed as ash pulled her underwear back on then she grabbed his shirt instead of her own and put it on. “I’m going to…” she trailed off seeing he was already passed out which didn’t surprise her with everything that had happened and then ending it the way they did. She quietly made her way down the stairs, slipping her pants on and heading out of the shop to the bar area, it was dark with only the TV from the main room illuminating the club, she could hear a few of the guys in the lounge, it sounded like they were playing cards. Others were passed out a few of them outside on a cigarette break.

She felt a hand cover her mouth muffling her scream, she felt whoever it was that placed a hand over her mouth lift her, before she knew it she was in one of the clubs conference rooms, of course it would be the conferences room the only damn room in the whole place that was bullet proof and sound proof. “Well, Well, well if it isn’t the white trash Princess.” She knew that voice and it was only confirmed when the lights came on. “Oh shit.” Jetta mumbled. Klank had a gun in one hand and a cell phone in the other. Not once but twice now Jetta had been threatened with a gun, this night just keeps getting better, she thought as she glanced from the gun to Klank “Your one dead mother fucker.” She said her voce was a little shaky. “No sweetheart, you see, when I found out Jason hadn’t killed hi precious bitch, I fed a little information to the Aztecs and finding out your pregnant, that’s just a plus.” He said with a dark smile. “I take you to the Aztecs, they pay me off enough to get me out of the country. They get one, well two of the KOA’s most prized possessions and I’m home free, everyone’s happy. And I thought I’d though in Lolly as a favor.” He said darkly.

Jetta frowned “Touch me and I swear to god I’ll kill you!” She yelled “No you touch her and I’ll kill you.” Another unfamiliar voice thundered through the room and it was like Klank had seen a ghost he went almost pail white and he started to back away slowly, Jetta was almost scared herself to turn around. Klank ran from the room like a scared puppy. Jetta swallowed hard as she turned around to face the voice that had saved her. It was the guy from earlier the one he referred to as Snake. “Wait…how did you…” she trailed off. Travis set his gun on the table “Dumbass forgot the conference room leads to the lounge. “But..how…” he cut her off “I saw him bring you in here, I was looking for you, we need to talk.” He said plainly. “What’s your name sweetheart.” He said looking at her brown eyes, that matched his. “Jet…Addison.” She replied confused “last name?” he continued “Why does to matter.” She was starting to get irritated “Just answer the damn question s your last name Babrow?” she froze she had never met this guy and he knew her last name “I’m your brother.” He finally said

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Salem eyed Jason, giving him a sturdy look before nodding. Who the hell did he just go off? No matter, he'd ask when in Church. Right now he began punching in everyone's numbers. The Prospect who gave his daughter a look, even a polite one has that, had no idea the talking he'd be given to him soon. Though his baby girl could fend for herself until he had time to take care of it. He barked at them to get their fucking asses into Church, getting the rest of the members the message. Gruffly he grabbed a box, putting his cellphone on. This was usually Briggs's duty, but since he was on his way and wanted to waste no time, he grabbed the bug locator and had both Deke and Jason put their cells inside the box.

Then, he ran over them with the device. Finding no bugs on'em, he had Deke do the same to him, scanning him for bugs. Salem stood just outside the Church room, repeating the process quietly. Collecting and scanning. It was crucial that he do this now, and right away. A sign of relief that this session was happening was on his face, even with his stomach rumbling away. There were matters he wanted to address and getting all members on the same page was a necessity. One of the Prospects again passed him, and the Irishman stopped him before letting him enter.

"You see that redheaded lass over there?" The Prospect eyes widened, and he began to rebuttle he wasn't looking. "I saw you smile at her, don't ye be a lying to me. You tryna make her your Old Lady, you have to become patched in, and even then, you have to earn MY respect. Not just this club's." He could hear Deke and Jason laughing from inside when the Prospect came in about wet his pants. Neil turned back.

"Just ye wait Jason, karma may bring you a little girl in the future and you'll be in my place. Set these young fuckers straight." Little did he know, Jason was on the path to being a father of his own.

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Once everyone had assembled, Deacon called the meeting to order formally with an official "Okay everyone shut the hell up", he then looked at Travis "Snake, normally this is Knights only...but given last night's circumstances...you're good to stay...this time".

Deke looked at Roach, he had something he wasn't saying but they'd sort that out later.

"Okay, last night as you all know by now the Aztecs lost their fucking minds and decided to start shit with us on our turf. Now Leather and Lace getting shot up is one thing....but.....they came after Nickie too" Deke said, pausing for a moment. The room went silent as Deke said it. Not every member knew the details, and for the ones who didn't, none of them had the balls to ask Deke to share. Suffice it to say if they came after Nickie, Roach and Deke would be looking for blood.

"What we need to do is sort this shit out and figure out what our next move is going to be...Snake came down cause the fucking Tacos hit the Black Cat as well. Those boys must have gotten some bad crack cause I don't see how they take on two of the biggest clubs in the fucking world like that."

Brothers murmured amongst each other, knowing full well that war was most likely here.

"What we need to do is figure out what the next move is....and we gotta do this right" Deke said making a point.

That's when Roach interjected.

"Uh, I guess now is a good a time as any. Unofficially we already made our first move" he said. This brought even more buzz from the brothers as Deacon glared at Roach.

"What the fucking hell did you do kid?" Deke said. Whatever truce had come between them was evaporating by the second...Nickie's pot-laced-food was too late this time.

Jason paused for a moment. "Juan Carlos is dead......" a buzz ripped through the group until Roach spoke up again "...along with his wife and kid. Pretty sure that house is ashes by now" Roach said. There was silence in the room, all eyes were waiting to see if Deke was going to explode.

"You fucking made a hit like that without fucking talking to anyone? We do things as a club, and now you're going to go behind everyone's back here and do this!" Deke yelled

"I had my fucking reasons, this wasn't club business!" Roach shot back

"When it deals with a rival gang, and when you're wearing your colors it dam well is fucking club business!" Deacon yelled

"I was taking care of my family!" Roach snapped

"You think you're the onyl one who was pissed about what they did to your mom, hell she's my wife dammit!" Deke yelled walking around the table toward Roach. That brought Briggs and Salem to their feet to get between the two....not saying anything, just stopping World War 3 from breaking out.

"That fucker tried to kill my kid" Roach snapped back....a second quicker than his brain was in telling him to pull it back. The room went silent.

"Kid?" Deacon asked, confused more than anything.

Roach looked around the room "If any of you fuckers breathe this out to anyone I'll fucking kick all your heads in......Jetta's pregnant. This morning Klank tried kidnapping her for the Aztecs, no doubt to kill her...and the baby in the process." Roach paused, "That kid might not be here yet.....but it's still my kid".

Deacon took a step back. 30 years ago had anyone tried hurting Jason...well it'd have been hell unleashed on Earth, as a father Deke knew there was no way he could reprimand Jason for it...he doubted any brother who had a kid could. He then grinned "The only one who can kick my kid's ass is me....the Walker family motto" Deacon said with a chuckle as the group errupted in laughter, guys patting Jason on the back.

Deacon walked over to his chair. "ENOUGH....we'll celebrate this after the proper people....namely my WIFE...have been notified" Deke said with a chuckle which was returned by the group. "Now....back to this Aztec business. With Carlos and Montoya both gone the snake doesn't have a head right now....this may be the exact moment to strike. Any thoughts?" Deacon asked the group opening it up.

(OOC: Got permission from Disarm to act as Jason)

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After the laughter quietened down, Salem coughed a bit, purposely drawing the attention to himself. He looked at everyone of his Brothers before he took in a deep breath.
"I don't like it anymore than ye all do," he couldn't help the thickness of his accent lately. "But we need to keep a straight head. Offing someone's President was not a very smart thing to do," he held up a hand to silence Jason's temper. He was older, and he understood a hothead, but he was speaking. "But I am a father, I'd do the same for my lass no questions involved. We are going to have one pissed off Vice President and Charter seeking revenge for their President and their family..

"Though I think we need to find out why exactly after all these years the Aztecs are acting very boldly against us, especially on our turf, and how we were able to sneak in a Prospect who was working with them to hurt our ladies." Salem glared at the Prospects, making sure they staid in place and honored their titles and the club. He folded his arms over his chest, trying to keep his anger from flaring out. He had that effect.

"We need to stand together. There's been some rats already, but we can't go assuming and running bullets at each other. Knowledge is power, and the more we collect the more we can differentiate between what information is being tapped with and what is the truth."

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Travis froze slightly when he heard Jetta was pregnant, but that wasn’t something he needed to worry about right now. He himself wasn’t really paying attention the argument or the conversation, that was until Salem started to talk. “It may not have been a smart move, but Jason just bought time, those mother fucking Aztecs are going to be scattered without their president at least for a few days.” He stated “There’s no easy way around this damn thing. They started this war, it’s one thing to get revenge but they crossed the line when they hit your families and our club.” Travis stated firmly “We nee3d to figure out who they have backing them, because they grew some balls to take us on.” He said irritation present in his voice.

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Jason looked over at Snake, then at the rest of the group.

"Montoya was their VP...he's dead, now Carlos is dead too. Let me just say, the look on Juan's face when he saw me in the heart of Aztec territory...was shock. We've always acted smart, always made sure not to draw attention to ourselves and keep the heat off of us, and I don't know the reason behind it but the Aztecs viewed us as weak. They viewed us as not being willing to strike back. I understand the need to play safe and try to stay below radar, but come on, we've got almost every judge, a bunch of the DA office, cops, sheriffs, the Mayor...we got half this city on our pay-roll. So if we do draw some heat, as long as we're smart about it, we should be able to pull it off." Roach made sure to make eye contact with the guys around the table.

"We can't live in the clubhouse forever guys....and if we stand here and make the 'smart' move or make the 'safe' move, we're going to look weak. And if that happens, when we all go back to our houses then what?" He looked at Salem, "You know how easy it is to find Ria's class schedule at UCLA? What are you going to do? Hang around her 24/7, not let her go to school, or let her go and worry every minute if the Aztecs are going to pull something with her at UCLA. Hell guys they went after my mom and Jetta, if the Aztecs are willing to make a move on them......what's stopping them from going after any of your women, your kids?" Roach took a sip from his mixed drink on the table.

"This is the time we need to make an example, we need to send the message loud and clear. You fuck with the Knights of Armageddon...you get it back ten fold!"

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Salem nodded lightly in agreement, there was that, his eyes flashed to his other Brothers and they agreed as well.

"I know that, Brother. We just can't get sloppy, can't give the feds and agents the ammo the need to get what they've been tryna get fer years from us. So far we've been successful on stayin' on top. We can't be gettin' arrogant. They crossed the line, and ye best be damn we will deliver and more, but as long as we prepare to be smart about it. We have to cover ar arses or we're going to be diggin' ourselves in a bigger hole." His shoulders squared as his palms came together. "Best thing we do is get our revenge and get it where it hurts and where there's no path leading back to us... like old times, Brothers." For those who have been around for the old times. Anger and fuel were great, but it can lead ye to bein' blind and foolish, he thought to himself. He made sure he made eye contact with everyone, seeing where they stood on this matter.

"I fuckin' agree with ye Brother, no way in hell are we goin' to be livin' in fear. I just don't want this shit backlashing at us because we're getting arrogant and over confident," he said in reply to Jason, his voice getting angrier, but not with his Brothers. "I don't want me babygirl worried about someone, she may be book smart, but she's street smart as well. We will do what we have to do to keep everyone safe and without us lookin' weak. Like Snake said, we have a few days under our belt, and we best use it to our advantage. Do something to throw them off guard or something of the like."


((Ooc: EDIT BECAUSE OF NEW POST, ZOMG. ;D))

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"West Coast Trucking runs regular routes through Aztec territory, of course they touch those trucks they fuck themselves over cause those are all legit runs and they'd have cops all over their asses. Their clubhouse sits right on I-45 leading out of the city, West Coast has trucks rolling that way all day long. We pack a truck with enough explosives to blow that clubhouse off the map....the location is perfect, not a civilian building for nearly a block, means we could blow a fucking crater in the ground and not hit a civillian target. We got people inside LAPD and the DOT, so we can make that report say whatever the fuck we want it to say, not to mention if we put the right explosives in it, any marking or ID tag on the truck will be burned away or melted, they'll never know where the truck came from, and with the right explosives the fire gets hot enough that they won't be looking for human remains either. A mystery truck, no driver, no company name, no tags...no way to trace it back to us. With no President, no VP, and no clubhouse.....they'll have to scatter and when they do.....we start hunting"

Jason laid the plan out. Sure he acted out of rage and revenge, but the scariest part of all was that Jason could come up with these plans while being so angry....that kind of thinking in the midst of that kind of rage, that was just not human like.

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Deacon ran the plan through his head. "Damn kid your mom must have been cheating on me cause there's no way you get those smarts from me" he said with a chuckle. "You're right, we gotta hit back and it's gotta be smart. They own like what...three bars in town? We hit the clubhouse, they got nothing, they're running scared. We split the city in half, Sons of Hell take the Northern half, we take the Southern half, we find a mother fucker wearing Aztec clolors we drop em on sight. We got pull with the LAPD and city council, we can sell this to them like we're doing they're dirty work for them, cause once those fuckers are out of here, and it's just Knights as the dominant club and the Sons as the secondary club, all that biker crime they like to talk about on the news stops. LAPD and the Mayor can take credit for cleaning up LA, we get to rid the streets of Aztecs without any police interference.....and everyone gets the message loud and clear, you fuck with us...you'll get wiped out. Unless we got objections I say we put this to the vote.....all in favor?"

Deacon grinned at Jason, maybe he could finally step down as Prez, he was getting too old for all this shit and the game was changing. Guys like Roach and Snake were the future, and he was now glad that he didn't have to worry about the future of the club.

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"All in favour?" Roach said in a loud voice for all the brothers to hear. Most hands in the room went up. Once the hands were raised Roach looked around and said "All opposed?", Roach looked around he couldn't see any hands, for the few that had chose not to vote for it, they may not have been in love with Roach's plan, but they weren't going to stand in the way of it either, so they decided to not cast a vote either way. If there were no opposed votes then the motion would pass.

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"Well if nobody is opposed....." Deke struck the gavel, the official procedure of the club.."Then the motion passes. Roach since this is your idea, I'm going to put you as the lead guy on this, Salem, you can give him a hand with all the particulars. So everyone hear this, until this shit goes down, NOBODY touches an Aztec unless it's in self-defense. Let's be smart about this....alright....meeting's over!" Deke struck the gavel a second time to signify the ending of the meeting.

The crowd began to file out, and Deke looked up at Jason, "Hey.....stay in the room", Jason hung around as the crowd cleared out, some guys laughing and talking loudly...Salem lingered then Deke looked at him "Give us the room", Salem nodded and walked out closing the doors.

Deacon sat down in the head chair, looking up at Jason for a moment before speaking up "You fucking asshole....." Deacon started out, "What the fuck did I ever do to you to make you go out and make me a grandpa" Deke said with a smirk which also got a chuckle out of Jason.

"It was probably that first box of condoms you bought me" Jason said with a smirk, "Yeah a lot of fucking good they did" Deke said with a grin as he reached into a cabinet pulling out a bottle of scotch. He unscrewed the cap, he took a sip then passed it to Jason, "You know the last time that bottle was open was when your grandad gave it to me when you were born" Jason took a sip, then passed it back to his dad. Deacon then stood up as he walked over to Jason and hugged him, now words were said, but that was typical with them. "What you did today....going solo into Aztec turf, and offing Carlos...." his voice trailed off as Jason looked up at him, expecting another argument, "30 years ago, I'd have done the same thing" Jason smirked as the two men walked out of the room together "You know...your mother is going to cut your nuts off when she finds out you told me before here" The both laughed as they walked out into the common room.

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Jason walked out of the room, seeing the girls at the table he walked over. Jetta flashed him a smile as he leaned down and gave her a kiss, "Morning sexy" he said, loud enough for the other girls around to hear...including his mom.

Jetta in passing asked where he'd gone this morning, he didn't answer right away then replied "Was taking out the trash hun, isn't that what good boyfriend's do?" He asked chuckling, kissing her again. He didn't want to tell her yet where he'd been, at least not around all the girls....he'd wait till they were alone, although he was pretty sure by now Jetta was suspecting something was up.

He pulled a chair up and sat down beside Jetta "Hey prospect bring me a cold one", it wasn't uncommon for prospects to get asked to bring beers for guys, although it was a bit humiliating, for these prospects to be doing the same job as a Mamma, but anything a patched member asked they had to do.

Jason put his arm around Jetta as he leaned back, grabbing the beer as the prospect brought it back.

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Jetta sighed “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about privately, but Mr. big mouth here had to blow the surprise.” She teased as she accepted yet another hug from Nicole who by this point was practically her mother in law. She sighed gently, there had been so much excitement and craziness the past few days she really need to take a minuet to slow things down. She glanced to the door seeing Travis come inside the club house.

“Hey Roach, looks like that stunt you pulled has cause the Aztecs to back down, their so fucking dumb don't they realize it's too late for that” He smirked patting Jason on the back “You’re a fucking genius man.” He said looking to Jetta “You and I need to go visit dad together sometime.” He said apprehensive, but it was something they did need to do.

Jetta nodded “Yeah, he deserves to know he’s going to be a grandfather.” She said looking to Jason, then back to her brother “Tomorrow, we can go down there.” She smiled.

Travis agreed before he made his way back out of the club house, Snake was never the time to stay in one area long he was always on the move.