Spark in the Dark

Shawn followed Juice into the house silently. They hadn't said a word to each other since leaving TM and she couldn't quite figure out what he was thinking. Juice was obviously pissed at Jax, but was he mad at her, too?

He dropped the keys on the island and walked into the living to collapse onto the couch. She followed at a slower pace. Shawn hesitated in the doorway and watched him as he laid there with one arm draped over his eyes. He sighed heavily as Shawn walked over to the couch and sat down on the opposite end.

"Juice?"

"Yeah?" He said without moving his arm away.

"Are we going to talk about this?"

He sighed again and sat up. "What the hell happened?"

"Jax came into Diosa and asked to talk to me in private. He led me into one of the bedrooms and shut the door," Shawn said, but hesitated when she saw Juice's fists clench. He relaxed a moment later and motioned with his hand for her to continue. She explained the rest of her conversation with Jax, about being a guardian for the boys and how that got them started on Juice. "I said I wasn't going to manipulate you like that. He said I was a good old lady and started comparing me to Tara and then..."

"Then what, Shawn?"

"He was saying maybe I would have been a better choice for him than her," Shawn said as her eyes became teary. "I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen and he kissed me. I tried pushing him away, but he just held on tighter when he did. I was crying and couldn't fight him, so I just gave up, but I didn't want him to do it. You have to believe me."

"Hey," Juice said and moved closer to Shawn to hold her. "I do believe you. I never thought for a second you'd done anything wrong. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I don't know. I was a mess all day after that. I wasn't thinking. I just felt so... violated."

Juice winced at the word and hated Jax even more for what he had done. How could Jax force himself on her after what her ex had done to her months ago? He looked down at her and wanted to kiss her badly. He hated that Jax had been the last person to do so, but he wasn't about to do something she didn't want.

"Tell me when you're ready, okay?"

Shawn nodded, then looked away as she cried more. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he said and his head on hers. He let her cry on him until she began to quiet down a few minutes later.

"Are you really done with the Sons?" Shawn asked.

"Not sure I have a choice now," Juice answered honestly. "Would you want to leave Charming?"

"I'd want to be where ever you were."

"Did Jax tell you what he wanted me to do yesterday?"

"No. He was mad when he thought you did, though."

"He," Juice started, but hesitated. As much as she was angry with Jax now, he knew she would eventually forgive him. Telling her this might ruin everything between them forever.

"You can tell me."

"He wanted me to... to kill that school shooter's mom." Shawn sat up and looked at him in disbelief. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find words. "I know. She was a junkie and he thought she was a risk. He wanted me to shoot her up, then smother her, so it would looked like she ODed."

"What happened to her? Is she okay now since you said no?" Juice shook his head. "Oh, my God. Did he do it?"

"I don't know."