Firefly

Chapter 54

"Cool so we have an officiant, Chibs' is your best man and we have the music picked. I feel good about all this."

"Dress?"

"Soon." She laughed. "You know what you're wearing?"

Nodding, he looked down at his Dickies and cut with a chuckle. "And your Maid of Honor?" Juice asked as he sucked the meat off of a buffalo wing.

Amelia shrugged and dipped a fry into the tiny to go cup of melted cheese. "I called Kelly when you first proposed. We talked but she seemed pretty closed down. I didn't mention the whole bridesmaid thing, I was going to but outta no where she asked me who was more important, her or Chibs."

"What did you say?" Juice was never a huge fan of Kelly and the entire situation as strange to him. He'd rather her make friends with the other old ladies and women she worked with than keep up with Kelly.

"I didn't say anything and she got pissed. She doesn't know that he's my dad but she's like obsessed with getting an okay. She lied to me for months about sleeping with him, I don't care she did, well I kind of do now cause ew, but the lie is what I care about."

"I'm not a fan. She seems kind of needy with the whole thing. She needs someone all the time, you or Chibs, whoever."

"Yeah but she's my friend. I just don't know what to do about it."

"I'd let her cool down, let shit pass. You start work at County soon and we gotta lot to do before the wedding. Focus on the good shit."

Amelia smiled and nodded. "You're the best thing ever."

"I try." He pushed her little binder back toward her. "I'm cool with all this. The little chapel is cute and I know you wanted traditional so it's good."

"Reception?" She asked skeptically and he smiled. "You really want it there?"

"It'll be a crazy ass party, honey, we'll have fun and save cash."

"Fine." She relented. "Our reception will be at the clubhouse."

"No." He shook his head. "I have a better idea. Let me take care of it, I'll do it up right, I promise."

"JC, I don't know baby."

"I promise you. It'll be beautiful, Meely."

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"You promise me, Max, I need to hear you say it." Helen was about to get on her way to meet Amelia when she sat Max down on the couch.

"I'm not going to disrupt the wedding." He said with his hands raised in surrender. "I'll leave it alone but so help me Helen if anything happens to her in that fucking town I'll bring it all down on that club."

Helen shook her head in disappointment. "Nothing will happen to Amelia."

She left and Max smiled. "Not to Amelia, no." Watching Helen pull out of the drive he called Jacob Hale. "Jake, buddy, how is everything playing out?"

"Smooth." He said slightly resentful of the situation he was being forced into. "When is the wedding?"

"Twelve weeks from Saturday."

"And you want to give them that at least?"

"Let them get married but I want the Sons in a jail cell by Monday morning. I don't give a shit how you have to do it."

"I already think I have it covered. You don't have to worry about that." Hale flicked through the photos he'd taken from Unser's office. They were the ones Jude had taken over the past months and Hale knew he'd have his own kind of revenge for Jax making him push the DA's hand.