(Outfit of Chapter ^)

The next day, Jason had left that morning with a kiss on Sybil's cheek. Sybil got up, heading to get ready for the day. She packs her bags before putting them in the car. She would stay in Charming for a few days. Olivia tried to call her multiple times after she found out Stephen knew about her and Fitz. She got in the car and drove to the family's private hangar. She gave her bags to the steward to put up before sitting in her seat. She rested up while the plane flew to Oakland.

Once she landed, she was awoken, and she exited the plane. Sybil saw August, waiting for her with his arms crossed in front of him. She walked to him, and he pulled her in a hug, happy to see his friend again. Sybil started laughing.

"You just saw me—Auggie" Sybil comments with a smile.

"Well, every time you leave to go to Washington. I think you'll never return." August told her.

"Oh Auggie, well I'm not going anywhere. Do you do what I asked you?" Sybil states.

"I did," August replied.

"Updates," Sybil said as they walked to the car. His second hand opened the door and they both got in.

"Jax spoke to a Nero Padilla, ex-gangster leader of street gang Byz Latz now owner of Diosa escort business," August responded.

"I see he's trying to get out of the gun business. Anything else." Sybil looked over Nero's file.

"He's seeing Teller's mother, Gemma," August answers.

"And. Is she going to be a problem in the future, if Jax, this Nero, and me go into business?" Sybil says as she saw Gemma's picture in his file.

"We'll have to set boundaries. The woman thinks she owns everything since her old man was the head and then she goes with Clay. So, she's a real big-head bitch." August responds. Sybil only hums as she stares at Gemma's picture.

"We'll think of a solution for that. If she is how you say, she will be trouble." Sybil moves on to the next file. 

"Galen O' Shay, known as the Butcher of Belfast." August starts.

"Interesting name." Sybil comments.

"Senior member of the council in Belfast, known as the Irish Kings. Into the gun-selling business as well. The reason Clay is still alive. Samcro and Him have been in business since the Galindo cartel business." August finished.

"And a pain in my side," Sybil says.

"We still have people on Rita Roosevelt's house. And FBI has taken over the case from Lincoln Potter. The Rico case is null and Void." August mentioned.

"He came through," Sybil says with a smile thinking about Fitz.

"So, what's the plan? The Rico case is null, and Eli's House is covered. What's the endgame?" August says as the limo pulled into her family's home where she would change cars to blend into the Charming. 

"Jackson Teller becoming our new king," Sybil states before getting out and putting her bags in her new car before she leaves. August watched her as she left. August knew how she'd get when she set her mind on something. Looks like Jackson Teller had a lot to uphold, August thought before going inside to tell Damon.

Jax's Pov/Third Pov: (Flashback/ LODI)

"Hey Bobby," Opie says with a smile.

Jax and the boys watched Bobby hug Opie as he gave him a long brotherly hug. The woman watched with a small smile on her face. 

"I'm so glad you're okay." Bobby patted his shoulder.

"Yeah, Sybil helped me. I'm lucky she did, or I would've been dead." Opie sat down on the bench. He opened the cooler as he handed them beers.

"I'll have to thank her then." Bobby said.

"So, what's the game plan?" Happy asked.

"Once The deal with Galen go through or we can find a way out of it. We can start changing the club." Jax starts.

The woman brought over snacks for the boys. She was a pretty young thing, 5'0 in height. She had a willow frame with delicate curves. She wore pants that fitted her body as skin and a tank top with wedges. The boys looked at her as she walked away.

" And who is she?" Tig said.

"Manning Garcia, she works with the FBI. Someone Sybil knows sent her to keep me safe." Opie said.

"What?? Sybil knows someone in the FBI." Jax wondered.

"I don't know but she does. The FBI took over the case and kick Lincoln Potter to the curve. He was scripted of all his documents for basically being a crooked agent." Opie said with a drink from his beer.

Jax and Chibs looked at each other.

"She's a great help around the house. I didn't know how she found me, but She says the Sybil have a lot of friends in the top food chain." Opie continued.

The boys were shocked as Bobby now wanted to meet this Sybil Pope as they continued talking.

White House- Residence (Washington, DC)

Fitz stood in front of his office window as Mellie spoke in the background. Fitz missed Sybil so bad. He wished Sybil was pregnant not Mellie. But he will love this baby, just the same. He smiled softly, thinking about when she told him she was still in love with him.

"Well, I was thinking yellow, but if it's a boy, the press will make an issue of a boy with a yellow nursery. So, we could do primary colors. Red is strong, patriotic." Mellie states lifting the color slips up to look.

" Fitz, are you listening?" Mellie says making him turn around.

"What?" Fitz stared at the woman.

"I think Kimberly Mitchell will like red. DNC's logo for America's baby is red. A few of the other networks are going with blue, but that's just foolish until we reveal the sex of the baby. I should've taken Martha Stewart up on her offer to decorate the nursery. Or I could ask Sybil. Red is all right for a nursery, isn't it? It isn't too nontraditional." Mellie rambled as Fitz watched when she mentions Sybil as she walked over to the desk.

"I don't know." Fitz replied with a solemn sigh.

"Kimberly Mitchell is coming. She's coming, Fitz, here, to talk to us about America's baby." Mellie told him. Fitz sigh at the name again.

"Amer... for God s..." Fitz was starting to get a headache. He needed Sybil back and pronto.

"What?" Mellie questioned.

"I am working, Mellie." Fitz stated.

"You're staring out the window." Mellie nonchalantly said.

"Because you are here." Fitz rolled his eyes.

"Or maybe because you're thinking about Sybil. You miss her. I miss her too, but you have an job to do and so do I." Mellie sassed with her hands on her hips.

"Mel..." Fitz starts before she cut him off.

" Don't Mel me. You have to figure out if you're moving in on Sudan. Are you?" Mellie asked.

"I am not discussing foreign policy with you." Fitz spoke to her.

"The aircraft carriers have been on standby for two weeks." Mellie states making Fitz huff at her.

"Son of a..."

"What's the delay, Fitz? Move them off the east Sudan coast. Show some power. Make Kinyazi realize you mean business." Mellie said as she looked on through papers before Fitz had enough.

"America is not having a baby. We are... you and me. America's baby? For God sakes, Mellie. Everything is not a political move." Fitz remarked.

"Honey, you are not some toothless mechanics from Indiana, and I am not some chunky girl from a trailer park. We didn't fall in love and get drunk and do it in the back of a pickup truck. This baby, bless its heart, is not ours. This baby is our patriotic duty. This baby was conceived in service to our country. This is America's baby. And Kimberly Mitchell is coming to watch us find out whether it's a boy or a girl because you are the leader of the free world and you couldn't keep your pants zipped and your hands to yourself. This baby is my way of giving you a little political bang for your buck. So, tell me, do you like the red or do you like the yellow?" Mellie sassed holding the two-color strips.

"Red." Fitz states before walking back over to his window.

"Great. Me too." Mellies says before sighing walking out. Sybil leaving left them both in a stink. They both had to get along until then.

Sybil's House (Charming, California)

Sybil pulled into her house's driveway. She got out, her wedges hitting the pavement as she walked to her door. She used her key to unlock the door to see inside. Perfectly furnished, it looked homely. Sybil sat her bag down on her door side table. The house was a two story, upstairs downstairs house. 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. Beautiful kitchen, amazing living room and dining room. She had a pretty patio and a backyard.

"Auggie really outdone his self." Sybil thought before she went to get her bag. She hid her guns where she could get to them. Hiding cameras in good hiding places.  After she put up her clothes, she wanted to see what so important about this town. She went back to her car, getting in, going on a drive. 

And she knows exactly where she's going first.

Jax's Pov/Third Pov: (SAMCRO CLUBHOUSE-Charming/ Diner)

Jax sat at his desk, writing to his boys. All things he was doing was for them. No matter how many people fall in the process, he 'd always take care of it. He had left Opie in Lodi with manning the pretty, FBI agent. At least he's alive, he thought. He was brought from his writing by Bobby, who knocked with Chibs behind him. Jax turned to face him.

" Ready to do this?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah." Jax said, grabbing the paper he was looking for, handing it over to Bobby.

"Ah, yeah." Bobby says as they left. They drove over to the diner, where they were meeting with Jacob Hale.

"Mr. Mayor. Do you mind if we join you?" Jax says as Jacob looked around before having them sit down.

"I was just reading an article on these, uh, home invasion attacks. People are very scared." Jacob brought up, touching his beard.

"Mm. I don't blame them." Jax states.

"Most think it's tied to the, uh, "criminal element" here in Charming." Jacob smartly told them with a smug look on his face.

"The city council?" Bobby guessed.

" What do you want from me?" Jacob wondered.

"There is a commercial building you own, out on Castle Road, Morada border." Jax says.

"Old Elks Lodge." Jacob said.

"That's right. We know it's been vacant for over a year." Jax continued.

"We'd like to lease it." Jax spoke.

" Automotive?" Jacob asked.

"Not exactly." Chibs sips his coffee as they looked at him.

"Escort service." Jax told him making Jacob laugh.

"You're kidding me? You-you-you think I'm going to let you set up a prostitution ring in one of my properties?" Jacob said to them.

"Very legit." Bobby interrupted.

"Mm." Jacob 's face motioned him to continue.

"Our partner has all the permits and licenses." Bobby continued.

"Good for him. And there are lots of other very legit" properties to rent." Jacob blandly says drinking his coffee.

"We like being in business with people we know." Jax comments.

"Forget it. Never gonna happen." Jacob refused.

"t's unfortunate about Charming Heights. Minutes from the last six city council meetings. It's not looking good for your dream project. First you lost your investors, now there's a motion before council to revert the land back to agriculture. It's all going to go away. That vote happens soon, right?" Jax pulled the paper that Bobby had out his jacket as place it in front of Jacob.

"Next week." Jacob sighs. Jax knew now he had him.

"Well, according to the preliminaries, you're gonna be one vote shy of holding onto that land." Jax explained.

"I have poured my life's blood into this project, and I'm not gonna let you sabotage it." Jacob tells him.

"You're missing the point here, Mayor. I know how important Charming Heights is to you. To this town. We're gonna make your dream come true. I'll be in touch." Jax says with a smirk as they left.

Still Jax's Pov

Samcro sat in the meeting room as Jax wanted to explain everything. Jax was still annoyed at Clay and his little puppets that he knew for sure was the reason for the home invasions. 

"All right. Meeting's all set with Galan and the cartel. Finally get this big gun deal locked down. Make green and brown happy." Jax tells them before Clay cut him off.

"It's currently black that concerns me." Clay mutters.

"Clay, we already know it's not black." Jax leaned up on the table.

"Everyone else, too. People putting this home invasion shit on the club." Frankie shouts.

"Yeah, locals are very skittish, man." GOGO added.

"We can't control what people think. Charming's love and hate swings back and forth on us. It always has." Jax pointed out. He's very annoyed right now.

"Be aware, son. As long as these attacks keep happening, that hate swings that far out... may never get the love back." Clay started.

"You guys are all full of shit. Town knows these attacks are not on us." Tig argued.

"That's right." Juice agreed.

"It's true." Chibs agreed.

"You calling us liars, Tiggy?" Frankie called out.

"Well..." Tig shrugged.

"No, no, what he's saying is..." Chibs interrupted.

"...you, you, and you don't know shit about our town." Chibs pointed to them.

"Knows Roosevelt's going to be up our ass." Greg accused.

"No, he's not." Jax tells him. 

Opie had told him that FBI strictly told Roosevelt that anything that had to do with Samcro is off limits and if he even tried, he would lose his badge. But he wouldn't tell him that or Clay that. Chibs brought up the coke business, which they talked about. 

"Look, business with the cartel does bring in a lot of cash. But it also brings in a lot of heat, man. We voted this in knowing it would be short-term. I'm also looking for other ways to earn. Steady cash without the risk." Jax states.

"It's pink, wet, tastes like sunshine." Bobby says with a smirk.

" Pussy." Happy stated.

"Or-or Italian ice. I'm okay with both." Tig joked causing some to laughed.

"Nero Padilla and Sybil Pope." Jax says staring at Clay.

"Guy that gave us safe haven before we went to County. He's been running a legit escort service for five years." Jax started.

"Recently got pushed out of Stockton due to our complication. He's looking for a new place to set up shop. I've made a deal with him. I'm gonna be his partner. We'll tap into Cara Cara, add a little star power to her stable." Jax finished.

"And why is you going into business with Sybil Pope?" Clay asked before their doors opened.

"Because it seemed like the best station, of course." Sybil Pope, standing in the flesh in their room with a smile on her face. Jax stood up as he tried to keep his smile off his face.

"It seems in order to keep you guys from dying at my father's hand. He'd given me 6 months to turn this club into an empire." Sybil says as she walked pass both Chibs and Tig as she pats their shoulders before going up to Jax.

"It seems this club is in the olden days, which is a no go." Sybil stood right next to Jax in her casual clothing then what they have saw her wore.

"And what would that be." Clay smugly asked.

"No blacks in the club or any minority. That's a rather scandalicious rule." Sybil smile.

"Oh yeah, and?" Clay scoffs.

"It's time to move with the future. Anyone can join or bets are off. And I'll kill you execution style and hang you up for everyone to see." Sybil smile a sinister smile Jax never saw.

"Okay, new rule any one can join say I" Jax states as everyone agreed.

"Welcome to the future boys." Sybil smiled. Her and Jax both saw the look of relief wash over Juice face. He looked at her, before sitting down. He liked the way she commanded the room. He knew she would be a good Ol lady. He knew that she made an enemy, out of Clay. 

"To the Diosa business, say I." Jax asked.

"Yea." They all said. Everyone got up, leaving just Sybil and Jax in the room. Clay looked at her as she sat on the table by Jax before closing the door.

"What are you doing here?" Jax asked.

"I'll be in Charming for a few days." Sybil tells him.

"Really." Jax smiles.

"Yeah, I also heard some interesting things." Sybil crossed her legs as Jax watched her movements as he leans back in his chair.

"Oh yeah, what" Jax says.

"Nero Padilla, Galan O' shay and Galindo cartel. very big price don't you think" Sybil listed as Jax wanted to know how she knew.

"You been watching me." Jax wondered.

"Jax for this partnership to work I need to know all the foes in your life that could damage the future that we have in the making." Sybil told him as she sat on his lap. Jax was surprised at this but didn't move her.

"What do you want to know?" Jax asked.

"Everything." Sybil whispered.

So, he told her everything and he didn't miss anything. He started from the beginning; he felt a relief off his heart as he kind of told Pope's daughter the shit he had to go through. She found out, that he was married to a woman named Tara and had two kids Abel and Thomas. At the end, she held him as he rested his head on her shoulder.

"You're one strong man, Jackson Teller." Sybil whispers.

"The crown is heavy, is it?" Sybil whispered as he held her close. He didn't know why he did, but he held her tight.

"You carry on with everything. Schedule a meet up with Nero Padilla. I want to talk to him. Let's start this meet up. What can you tell me about Jacob Hale?" Sybil spoke,

"He's looking to start Charming Heights, new apartments. Turning this town in the future." Jax added.

"Future, I'm starting to like that word. I'll invest in this development of his. You tell him that when you see him." Sybil says before getting up as Jax slid his arms of her. She leans forward close to his face.

"I'll see you soon Mr. Teller." Sybil whispered before leaving while he watched. She opened the door seeing Chibs, Tig and Bobby standing near the door.

"Bye boys." Sybil wave as they all watch her walk away. Her hips swaying lightly in her low waisted jeans.

"Jesus Christ." Bobby whispered as they tilted their heads to the side.

"Aww Lassie" Chibs sighed.

"I love seeing you walk away Angel." Tig comments. Jax walked out, as they watched Sybil leave.

"Come on, we have to go meet Galen." Jax says with a smirk.

"Jackie boy, are eh gonna tell us what you and Sybil talked about?" Chibs states as they followed him out.

Jax just smiled as he walked away. They playfully called after him.

Sybil's/Third's Pov (Her House-Charming, California)

Sybil walked inside her home after walking in on the meeting with Samcro. The old man must be Clay. The ones that nay Jax during the coke talk was the weeds that needed to be dealt with. Sybil was certain that they were the ones doing the invasions. It's always the new ones. She was about to call August to get him to get intel on them when her phone ring. Seeing Cyrus's number surprised her. What did he want? She answered the phone.

"Sybil's phone." Sybil says as she looked in her refrigerator to see what was in there.

"Sybil, It's me Cyrus. I know after what happen, we haven't seen eye to eye but I need to talk to you." Cyrus stated.

"What about?" Sybil countered.

"The Sudan and Fitz." Cyrus vaguely told her.

"Sudan, poor children. Have he started war with them?" Sybil asked as she pulled out steaks and vegetables. 

"No, he's stalling, weighing his options." Cyrus replied.

"Good, I'm sure you already spoke to Olivia about this. He's the president for a reason. Trust him. We do not need a war. No one can pressure him. Just trust him and don't just want him to start a war just for your personal gain." Sybil tells him.

"Of course, I trust him. They're kids dying over there." Cyrus remarked.

"Yes, they are and until you help the president with a plan that does not involve war then more will die. See if you can sign a treaty or something with the east Sudan president or something, just keep blood off his hands please." Sybil answers back with a deep sigh. Cyrus was quiet as he also calms himself too. She was right. The less blood on his hands the better.

"Okay, I'll talk with Fitz and see if we can come up with a plan." Cyrus agreed.

"Thank you." Sybil says before hanging up. Cyrus pulled the phone from his ear as he sat thinking about her words. He went to go talk to Fitz, less blood on his hands the better. She would make a wonderful advisor; Cyrus couldn't help but think.

Sybil placed her phone on down as she set the steak in water as she chopped up vegetables, she wondered how Quinn's trail was going. She did tell Olivia, that that girl would be trouble, but she didn't believe her. Once she started her vegetables, searing them in olive oil and butter with salt and pepper. She seasoned the steak adding them on aluminum foil with rosemary and garlic and butter before placing in in the oven. She waited for her steak to get done before sitting in the living room putting it on the news. As she watched Kimberly tell the sex of Fitz's and Mellie's baby.

                                                               All right. Here we go, everyone.

                                                                        America's baby is...

Sybil ate her dinner as she watched with interest. Her glass of red wine was eagerly sipped from as she waited to hear the sex. 

                                                                                       A boy.

Sybil awed at the revelation, but she felt sad. Two babies that did not see the light of day but would be remind her of what she couldn't have. Her Reagan and Fitzgearld the III. Her little boys. She softly smiled as she watches Mellie gasped at the revelation. Her phone ringed as she watched. She picked up the phone.

                                                                                   A baby boy. (Fitz muttered)

"Sybil's Phone." Sybil says as she places her wine glass down.

  " It's me." Fitz's husky voice whispered sending a shiver down her spine.

                                                                                 Kimberly, I am just so glad.

                                                                                               I am so gl...                                                                                  

Mellie started before Sybil muted it.

"Fitz." Sybil says as she slowly rubbed her neck.

"Hi Sybil." Fitz responded. She could almost see the soft smile on his face.

"Congratulations, a baby boy." Sybil sadly smiled.

"Thank you, I see you saw." Fitz says.

"It's trending #1 on tweeter and blogs already started writing about it." Sybil whispered back.

"Yeah, she tried to use my own baby against me. To get me to start war." Fitz states.

"Are you?" Sybil asked.

"You know what I think about? The guys at Dover air force base who unload the planes that carry the coffins. There's a whole section of the military dedicated to returning soldiers killed in combat to their families for burial. Right now, those guys are sitting at their desks somewhere twiddling their thumbs, collecting a salary for doing nothing. Best waste of taxpayer dollars I can think of." Fitz tells her.

"You have to decide soon, you know" Sybil comforted.

"I know that." Fitz answered.

"Have you talked to Cyrus? He called me earlier about it." Sybil wondered.

"You talked with Cyrus?" Fitz shockingly said.

"Haha very funny." Sybil mocked.

Fitz chuckled at her.

"Mellie's genocide quote is going to be everywhere." Sybil spoke as she sips some of her wine.

"Cyrus told me the plan of making a treaty with Kinyazi." Fitz replied.

"Yeah, He make one mistake out of line from the treaty, East Sudan will have a new president. Don't let anyone pressure you. Spin it. Get out of it. Try asking Kinyazi for a one on one on mutual ground." Sybil's voice tells him making him close his eyes at the sound of her voice. Her sweet voice that he loves so much.

"Fitz, you listening to me." Sybil smiled.

"Yeah, I am" Fitz mumbled.

"You have a good night, Fitz" Sybil tells him with an soft smile.

"Good night. I love you, Sybil." Fitz responds making her pause.

"I.. I love you too." Sybil muttered before hanging up the phone. She cleaned her dishes before pouring more wine in her cup before heading upstairs for her night routine.

Roosevelt's House

Rita Roosevelt laid sleeping in her bed when she heard a distinct thud. She leaned up before calling out.

"Babe? Eli, is that you?" Rita says as she heard nothing, leaning over to get the gun in the side table. She quickly ran slowly to lock the door before she dialed 911, pointing the gun at the door.

"I've got a gun and I'm calling 911!" Rita shouted hoping whoever it was would leave.

"911. What is your emergency?" The operator says before Rita answered.

"Yes, I'm alone and there are, I don't know..." Rita tells the operator before the door bust open. Showing three figures in black they rushed in, One fighting for the gun as she shot before a group of suited men rushed in tackling the one that had Rita. They beat the men up before killing them right in front of Rita, who screamed. One of the men rushed to the woman.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" One of the men 

Rita nodded, crying softly as she hugged the man as his boys watched. Her and her baby was okay.  Another man went over to see the men that caused the home invasions.

"God Damn Nigga, you got 'em good." Andre says as he bent down to take the face covering off to see a white man.

"Hey, Brandon. These look like them white boys from that MC." Chrisopher said as he leaned over Andre.

"Ms. Pope going to be pissed." Davis stressed.

"She probably already knows." Andre says before they heard the police siren.

"Okay, Ma'am let's get you up." Brandon whispered as he stood up with the help of Davis as they started walking up front.

"What are going to do with the bodies?" Chrisopher look down at them.

"You know how Ms. Pope like it. Traitors within, get hanged on display." Davis says. 

"Alright, C'mon Andre." Chrisopher pat Andre back.

"Now why I have to do this? " Andre shouts.

"Shut the hell up Nigga and let's go! Damn." Chrisopher yelled back as they got rid of the bodies while Brandon distracted the police, Eli jumped out the car. Seeing a random man holding his wife. 

"Get your hands off her!" Eli rushed to her, pulling her from Brandon. Brandon back up, with his hands in a surrender motion. Rita stops Eli.

"Eli, it's okay he saved me." Rita stressed as she stop Eli from going maniac.

"Who are you?" Eli interrogated.

"Ms. Rita has a guardian angel watching out for her." Brandon vaguely says before Davis gave him the signal to come on.

"Sorry, but I have to go. Sir. Ms. Rita." Brandon nodded before leaving in their SUV sedan. 

Eli looked at his wife. He just hugged her tightly, before they went to the hospital going to check on her and the baby. He wanted to asked Rita what happen but decided not to. 

Jax's/ Third Pov (Mayor's office)

Jax pulled up to the building as he saw Jacob standing outside. He met up with Jacob again after showing him the blackmail photos of Allen. Jacob had finally reached his conclusion.

"Lease agreement on Castle Road. We'll need three months down." Jacob insisted.

"Okay. Thank you. I'm assuming I should move forward on securing Charming Heights." Jax thank him.

"Yeah." Jacob agreed.

"Also, before I forget I found you an investor." Jax smirked.

"Who?" Jacob questioned.

"Sybil Pope." Jax smiled before leaving with Jacob staring after him.

Sybil's House (Charming, California)

After her warm bath, she rubbed shea butter on her skin. Making sure to hit all angles before her phone dinged. Chrisopher sending her pictures of Frankie, GOGO and Greg hanging from Teller-Morrow gate with the saying:

                                                                   Weeds get weeded out.

Sybil smiled as her eyes lit up. Gruesome scene indeed. She sent a thank you text before finishing up for bed. Slowly foes are going to be dropping like flies, and she will gladly do it with a smile on her face.

(4,892 words) (Unedited)

Hello, here's a new update!!! I hope you like it! Sorry for any misspelled words or missing words. I'll visit this chapter again later to edit it. Let me know if I'm missing anything and i'll fix it. Vote, Comment or share this book with your friends. 

-Otakiaski98