Jack and Angie

Chapter 6


Jack followed Bobby back downstairs for a minute after telling Angie to wait for him in his room. With her mind reeling with questions about what they had learned, Angie didn’t even think to say no. Instead she lay down on Jacks bed and tried to think of a possible reason that someone would want Evelyn Mercer dead.

By the time Bobby, Jack and Angel were done making plans, Jack hurried back to his room to find Angie sound asleep in his bed. He stood there against the back of the closed door and just watched her sleep for a while. He smiled at the sight. He had thought about her a lot over the last four years, not as much as he had thought about her the last few days though.

He was still angry at her for cheating on him and breaking his heart, but with all this shit going on about Ma’s death going through his mind, and when she insisted on going with them to the warehouse, he realized that it was nothing that he could never forgive her for when faced with the real possibility of her getting hurt. He and Bobby and Angel had talked about it on the way home from the warehouse and they all agreed that Sofie and Angie, especially Angie seeing as she had a kid to think about, had to be kept out of this as much as possible.

The three of them had even considered sending the girls away until this was all settled, but Angel quickly shot that idea down by pointing out that neither Sofie nor Angie were the type to do what they were told, and chances were that either one of them was kept completely out of the loop, they were bound to do something that would put them in even more danger. Neither Bobby nor Jack could argue with that.

The three of them did agree that Angie and Sebastian should stay at their house as it would be easier for them to keep an eye on her and Sebastian. Jack was relieved that Bobby and Angel agreed so readily, he did not like the idea of her and her son being in their house alone when it was possible that someone put a hit out on Evelyn.

After all, if the murder of their mother was meant as a threat or a warning against one of the Mercer brothers, that meant that the killers had to know a hell of a lot about the family and everyone knew how much Jack had loved Angie. The thought of someone targeting her because of him or his brothers make his gut roll.

Besides, once he got the answers he was after, Jack had a lot of hope that him and Angie could make things work out between them. Jack could not find it in his heart to hold the fact that Sebastian was fathered by someone else against him. Sebastian was an innocent in all this and Jack felt an overwhelming urge to protect the boy. It didn’t look as if the kid’s dad was in the picture anyway, so it would not be that hard for Jack to imagine Sebastian as his.

He wasn’t eighteen anymore and looking to get away from all the bad memories that Michigan held for him. It hadn’t taken him a month in New York before he realized that success didn’t mean shit without his girl by his side. Although at the time, he was not ready to admit that he still loved her, deep down he knew it was true when any relationship he had, the woman was always compared to Angie and come out lacking.

With a tender look in his eyes, Jack crossed the room to his bed and gingerly sat down so as not to wake up his own private sleeping beauty. After noticing the dark circles under her eyes, he decided that their talk could wait. Hell, with all this shit going on, their talk could wait till it was all over as far as he was concerned. It was enough for him that she was here, laying next to him…where she belonged.

He quietly stood up and stripped to his underwear. He carefully scooted into the bed and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled closer to him and threw an arm across his chest as she pillowed her head into his shoulder with a mumble and he shushed her as he stroked her hair and arm.

“Jack?” she mumbled sleepily, “Are you okay?”

He thought about it for a minute before saying, “Not really Angie.” As she started to sit up so they could have the talk he said he wanted, he pulled her back down and whispered, “I know I said we had to talk Ang, but right now, with mom’s death and finding out she was murdered.” He choked back tears and rubbed his eyes before recovering himself, “I just—I need you to be with me Angie. I can’t deal with our past right now. We will talk about it, but can we wait for now and just be together? I just need you to be with me. To stay close to me—please?”

She looked at him with her eyes full of sympathy and understanding as she gave him a small smile and a nod. She lay back down with her head on his shoulder once again and held him for the rest of the night, tracing his tattoos with a fingertip. As he slowly relaxed into an uneasy sleep, she breathed in his scent. To her, it didn’t matter if he smelled of sweat like he did after a gig with his band, he always smelled perfect to her. A mixture of cigarettes, soap and musk and something else, something distinctively Jack.

She woke up the next morning as Jack kissed her neck softly. She noticed when she reluctantly opened her eyes that he was already up and dressed to go somewhere. She made a soft snuffle of disappointment when she realized that he was no longer lying beside her.

Jack smiled at her as he lovingly kissed her on her forehead and caressed her cheek as he said, “Don’t get up. We are meeting Jerry to go and talk to the guy that owns the store were Ma was—.” He stopped, fighting back the grief he felt.

She cupped the side of his face with a hand as she said, “Its okay Jack.”

Jack pressed her hand against his face and then kissed it. Looking into her eyes, he leaned down and softly kissed her lips. When she responded enthusiastically, he ran his tongue over her top lip and groaned when she opened her mouth to him. He lay down on top of her as he slid his tongue into her mouth and she reveled in the feel of his body flush against her. She slid her hands down his back and under the long-sleeved thermal shirt he was wearing, feeling the pull of his lean muscles under his skin.

Sliding one knee between her legs, Jack carefully wedged her legs apart and fitted himself against the cradle of her thighs. She moaned softly as she felt his huge erection against her as she grew wetter and wetter. She had just thrust her hips up towards him, causing him to release his own moan when they both stiffened at the small voice coming from the still open door.

“Mommy?” Sebastian rubbed his eyes tiredly. “Why is that man on top of you?”

Jack and Angie looked at each other with dumbfounded expressions.

“Are you wrestlin’?” the three year old asked innocently, “Like when Unca Jerry does wif Aunt Camille?”

A smirking Bobby stepped up behind the boy and asked mockingly, “Yeah, are you westling like Uncle Jerry and Aunt Camille?”

“Uh, something like that sweetie.” Angie answered her son as she restrained a whimper of disappointment when Jack carefully levered himself off of her.

Sebastian frowned as he thought about it and then asked hopefully, “Will you have a baby like Aunt Camille?”

“Huh?” came from both Jack and Angie as both of their jaws similtainously dropped while Bobby guffawed.

Sebastian climbed onto the bed between this mother and the tall, but nice man he met at Uncle Jerry’s and explained to the two shocked faces near him, “Danielle said that once when she saw Unca Jerry and Aunt Camille wrestlin’ and then later they brought Amelia to live wif them. That would be nice, I want a brother though, can you bring me one if you finish westlin’?” He looked at them with a pleading look in his blue eyes.

Angel came up to see what was keeping everyone and heard the last of Sebastian’s little brother speech. Angie’s jaw had dropped almost to her chest, Jack looked thoughtful and Bobby was holding onto the doorframe to keep from falling down he was laughing so hard. Trying to hold back his own chuckles, Angel said, “You guys ready?”

Jack reached over and closed Angie’s mouth with a finger and said, “Yeah, just give me a minute. Is Sofie awake?” Angel nodded, “Can you ask her to make the little man some breakfast while I finish talking to Ang?”

Bobby started howling harder with laughter, “Talking? Or wrestling?” he gasped.

Jack used one hand to push him out of the room and slammed the door in his face, locking it for good measure. He turned to Angie, who he noticed was eyeing him warily. He didn’t make any comment about what Sebastian had asked for, instead telling her, “Angie, we want you and Sebastian to stay here for now until we figure out what’s going on.”

“What, why?” Angie asked with a frown of confusion.

Jack pulled the small desk chair next to the side of the bed and explained, “We know that that there is a good chance that someone deliberately hurt Ma. What we don’t know is why. If it was meant as a threat or a warning to any of the rest of us, these people might know a hell of a lot about the Mercer family and if they are competent at all, they would have heard about you and our…past. If they do, they might come after you and Sebastian in order to get to me.” He let that sink in before adding, “At least if you and Sebastian stay here, we can protect you better than if you and your son were at your house alone. You see?”

When she didn’t say anything, Jack took her hand in his and asked, “Ang?”

Angie was going over it in her mind. It didn’t take her long to realize that if this was about one of the brothers, the people that killed Evelyn would not hesitate to use Sebastian against Jack. Too many people knew who Sebastian’s father was for comfort. So many people knew the truth that it was actually a little surprising that Jack had never heard about it because really, Sebastian did look like Jack.

When she finally focused on Jack’s face and saw the lines of stress and worry there, she smiled softly and agreed. “But Sebastian and I need more of our things Jack.”

“When I get back, I’ll take you over to your house to pack.” He assured her. He stretched out on top of her again and whispered with an impish grin, “Now that that’s settled, where were we?”

“Right about here I think.” Angie giggled as she ran her hands back under his shirt as he shoved his thin hips back between her thighs and started to rock against her, the bulge of his jean clad erection rubbing against her clit making her moan loudly.

Just as his hand snaked its way under her sleep shirt to cup one full breast and tweak the rock hard nipple, they heard Bobby yell, “Yo! Jack!”

He kissed her one last time as Bobby’s voice got closer by bellowing up the stairs “Jack! Get your fairy ass down here!”

Angie snickered as Jack growled in his throat, but obeyed the summons anyway. He took a moment to glare at her as she giggled again when he had to adjust his erection before unlocking the door. He growled at her that it was her fault that he had to go get teased by his brothers with a hard-on and she smiled wickedly as she bent her knees a little, splaying her legs and circling one still-hard nipple with a tip of a finger. For a moment, they looked at each other like they used too…before Angie let everything go to shit.

The smile quickly left her face as she scrambled out of the bed, keeping her eyes on the floor as she flushed with shame and guilt. Jack, somehow guessing what had caused the sudden shift of her mood, quickly went to her and tipped her face up for another kiss to show her that everything was alright. She closed her eyes as his lips settled over hers. When she opened them, it was to find that Jack had already gone as she had been savoring his taste that lingered on her lips.

She sighed as she heard the front door slam. She went and brushed her teeth after taking a short shower, grabbing a pair of jeans and some socks from the bag she had packed the night before, she then went back to Jackie’s room. Crossing over to the desk, she felt no guilt in riffling through the duffle bag that sat on the floor next to it until she found a dark grey hoodie that smelled like Jack and pulled it on.

She trotted down the stairs to find Sofie serving Sebastian more cereal and teaching him how to sing ‘Itsy Bitsy Spider’ in Spanish. She kissed the top of Sebastian’s head and greeted Sofie as she made her way to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup.

As Sebastian finished eating, Sofie asked, “Well?”

Angie shook her head and said, “He wasn’t in any shape to talk when they come home last night.”

“Si, I can see how that would happen.”

“I am going to tell him today as soon as they get back. Can you watch Sebastian while I talk to Jack?”

“Si, si.”

“Thanks Sofie.” Angie smiled.

“No problema” Sofie said, “He’s a sweetie.”

Angie just beamed with motherly pride. She turned on cartoons for Sebastian as it was Saturday, and she and Sofie decided to clean up the place a little. It wasn’t that dirty, Angie had, in the month before she died and after having figured out that Sebastian was her grandson, helped Evelyn do the deep cleaning that Evelyn did every fall. It was like spring cleaning, only in preparation for winter. So they only had the laundry and the dishes as well as light dusting and vacuuming. As they worked, they discussed what was going on and Sofie admitted that Angel had told her to stay at the house so they could protect her as well.

After they were done, they tried to figure out what to make for dinner and decided that a supermarket run was in order. Angie knew that Jack had told her not to leave the house, but she figured that they needed food and Sebastian couldn’t wait for his dinner like the rest of them could.

They got Sebastian away from Jack’s old guitar that he found in the basement and piled into Angie’s old beat up Mustang and headed for Kroger. While they were there, they stocked up on all sorts of fruit and veggies before hitting the meat aisle where they bought plenty of bacon and stewing meat once they took in the sight of the snow falling outside and some little old lady that told them there was a major storm forecast for the next day, as well as lots of snacks and four cases of beer. They knew their Mercer men.

After splitting the bill, which came to almost three hundred bucks, they loaded everything in the car and went back to the house. They were still putting the groceries away when Angie noticed the time and squealed in surprise. She was due to start her shift at Johnny G’s in ten minutes.

Frantically thanking Sofie for her offer to watch Sebastian, and ignoring her quietly muttered, “Jack isn’t going to like this you know.” She grabbed her keys and headed to work.

She rushed into the bar apologizing profusely to Johnny who barely gave her a shrug. “Don’t worry Ang. You ain’t late and hardly anyone is here tonight anyway. Even going to your favorite bar becomes a chore if you freeze your ass off on the way there.” He teased.

She was grateful when her shift ended at two, and after helping Johnny straighten the bar up; she climbed into her car and headed back to the Mercer place. When she pulled up out front, it was to find the boys climbing out of Bobby’s car.

“God, I hope you girls made dinner, I am fucking starving!” Bobby exclaimed as he opened her door for her. Angie smiled as she got out of her car and said as they walked towards the house, “Yeah. Sofie and I went to the supermarket before I went to work.”

They let themselves into the back door and the smell of the lasagna that Sofie and Angie had made filled the kitchen. While Bobby immediately opened the fridge to check out the contents.

“Ah, I knew there was a reason I loved you Angie.” As Bobby headed straight for the beer and chips and Angel started to dish himself up some lasagna.

“Well actually Bobby, Sofie helped ya know.” Angie said a little snidely. She was getting pretty sick of Bobby ragging on Sofie so much and if they were all going to be living together, having the two biggest drama queens in the house constantly at each other’s throats was going to get real old, real quick.

She gave Jack a questioning look. He had remained silent since they had arrived. She felt a little apprehensive as she noticed the way he was glowering at her. Suddenly, without any warning, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, making her drop her keys, jacket and purse on the kitchen floor.

He ignored her shouts to put her down, as well as the fists pounding his back as he snarled, “Angel, will you and Sofie please go to Angie’s house and get some clothes and stuff for Sebastian?”

Angel and Sofie were both wearing matching grins as Bobby laughed his ass off and made a comment about how proud he was that his little brother was now a man. Jack ignored him as he carried his girl back up the stairs. It didn’t matter that they had not talked about everything yet, that nothing was settled between them. Angie Montgomery was Jack Mercer’s girl, always had been, and always would be now and forever. And by the time he was through with her, she would know it.

Reaching his room, Jack closed and locked the door before finally flipping her onto the bed and launching himself on top of her. Raising himself up to straddle her, he glared as he started to pull of the hoodie she wore, noticing absently that it was his. “I thought I told you not to leave the house Angie?” he hissed dangerously, “Then I come home to find out that you disobeyed me, not once but twice?”

“Fuck you Jack! You do NOT own me!” she spat out as he started undoing her jeans. She was angry that he would pull the caveman act on her like this, even if it really did turn her on. It was a game they would play back when they were together. He would put his foot down about something and she would do it anyway just to piss him off and prove her independance, then he would go all Neanderthal on her leading to amazing, mind-blowing sex. She was pretty darn sure that that was what led to her getting pregnant.

Jack relished the feel of her under him as he roughly pinned her down when she flipped over and tried to crawl away from him. Oh, he knew it was turning her on. He could practically feel the waves of lust rising from her as much as he could feel the heat of her pussy through the front of his jeans. But he didn’t want it rough right now. Not after being apart for so long. Flattening himself against her back, he gently pushed her hair aside and softly mouthed the back of her neck.

She stopped struggling instantly, as he knew she would. With a groan and a whimper, she pushed her ass up against him to signal for him to move so she could turn over, which he did. When she turned to face him, He asked her quietly, “Are you sure Ang?” She nodded and their mouths locked together as they hurriedly started to undress one another, running their hands over each other, getting reacquainted with the spots that made their partner moan and shiver, only breaking apart long enough to discard their shirts.

Breaking their kiss, Jack ran his mouth down her neck to her tits where he took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking it while one hand plucked the other nipple in the way that he knew drove her wild. She was bigger now than she used to be, and Jack could only think it had been from being pregnant with Sebastian. In retaliation, she smoothed one hand down the front of his body until she wrapped her hand around his rock-hard cock and gave it a squeeze and a tug. He released her nipple with a resounding pop as he gasped and moaned before reaching his hand into the jeans that she still wore to slide his hand under the edge of her panties until he reached her clit.

Thrumming it softly with his thumb as he eased one finger into her opening, he hissed at how tight and wet she was. He brushed her hand away from his body as he trailed open-mouthed kissed down her body to her navel and then ran his tongue along the edge of her purple laced panties. Meeting her heavy-lidded gaze with a look of lustful determination, he sat up and hooked his fingers on her jeans and underwear and pulled them down her long legs.

Kicking the offending garments off, Angie’s head cleared enough to say, “Jackie, there is something I gotta tell you.” Only to be silenced as his lips covered her own again.

“Shh…” Jack said his deep voice heavy with desire as he gripped her thighs and parted her legs farther, “Talk later, fuck now!”

“But Jack—.” Her words were lost in a long, low moan as he took her clit in his mouth and sucked gently, “Oh God!” she groaned as he abandoned her clit only to shove that beautiful tongue of his into her hole and start to fuck her with it.

She grasped the sheets in a white-knuckled grip and keened as he alternated fucking her with his tongue and running it up to lick at her clit. All too soon, she felt the wave of her climax start to rise. It crashed over her like a tsunami, making the sounds that only Jack would know come from the back of her throat. He chuckled to himself as he kissed his way back up her body to her lips. He ran his hands down her body to keep her stimulated as he reached into the drawer of the nightstand only to come up empty.

“Fuckin’ Hell!” he swore as he got up out of the small bed and pulled his jeans back on, not bothering to button them.

“What’s wrong?” Angie asked breathlessly, completely unable to tear her eyes from the treasure trail of hair that led from his belly button down to the bottom of the open fly on his jeans.

“Goddamn it! I think Angel stole all the rubbers. I gotta go get some from him.” He slipped out of the room and she listened as he knocked forcefully on Angel’s bedroom door. After a couple of minutes of murmured conversation and a laugh from Angel, Jack reentered the room with a box of condoms in his hand. He shucked off his jeans and got back into the bed with her after removing one condom from the box and then throwing the box onto the nightstand.

He ripped open the little packet and unrolled the condom. He had to stop himself from coming right then and there when she helped him sheath himself. Finally he was all properly wrapped up and he pushed her over onto her back as he started kissing her again.

Angie felt like she was going to lose her mind if there was one more interruption. She spread her legs and felt Jack prodding her with his cock. They both sighed as he sank himself firmly into her and stayed still. Tears came to her eyes as she thought she had never expected to feel him this way again. It hurt a little because it had been so long for her and he was huge. He was surprisingly well hung for someone so slim.

He licked the tears that escaped off of her face as he whispered, “You okay?” She smiled and nodded. He kissed her again before he started to slowly rock himself in and out of her at a leisurely pace. “So fucking tight baby.” He groaned with pleasure as he tried to keep from pounding her into the bed. Wrapping her legs around his narrow hips, Angie urged him on faster and harder, but he refused her until she started to squeeze her inner muscles around his cock on the in stroke.

He swore to himself as she panted in his ear, “Fuck me Jack…fuck me baby.” She knew it would drive him wild. He always loved it when she talked dirty to him in bed. She felt the bands of tension wrapping around her whole body signaling that she was close.

With one last “Fuck!” Jack hitched her legs up higher around his waist and started to fuck her hard and fast, making the bed shake. Stopping only long enough for him to keep the amplifier on the shelf attached to the headboard from falling on her head, Jack kept up the pace until her pussy started to pulse around him and her whole body stiffened. “That’s right baby, come for me…come around my cock.” He grunted as she bit his shoulder to stifle the scream that well up in her throat.

He kept riding her through her orgasm, pitching her over the edge yet again before he slammed into her one last time with a groan and a shudder as he spurted his come into the condom deep inside her. She wrapped her arms around him as he spasmed against her a couple of more times at the force of his release before collapsing on top of her When he tried to roll to the side but she clung to him tighter with her arms and legs. “No—not yet.” She whispered against his throat. He kissed her softly before burying his face in her neck and breathing in her scent.

When he felt her breath even out and grow deeper, he cautiously withdrew from her body and rolled over to the side. Taking off the used condom, he tied it in a knot and threw it in the trash can in the corner, then reached one arm around Angie and spooned up against her back.

He knew that eventually they were going to have to have that talk he had put off, but for now, with all this shit surrounding his Ma’s death, he was just happy and thankful that she was here. With a satisfied smile on his face, Jack slowly drifted off.


A/N: I cranked out almost 10 chapters of this story in a day, and I have almost finished it. I am still proofreading the rest though.

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