Juice Ortiz - Stockton Nights: Chapter 1
Synopsis: Juice is sent to prison, as a punishment from the Sons. So he makes a plan to try to keep Ron Tully of harming him.
Warnings: Anxiety, language
A/N: Based on David Guetta - Dangerous.
this story will have several chapters. The relationship between Juice and Tully, will NOT be the romantic type.
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“Did you fed your dog crank?” Tully’s non existent brows shot up in disbelief.
“Of course not, what kind if sick bastard do you think I am. It wasn't my dog” Juice replay to the still shocked expression on Tully's face. “It was a guard dog, the club had sent me to steal a truck.” Juice explained, only creating more questions on Tully's mind.
Nevertheless, if there was something that Tully was, that was being as wise as patience. He knew that if he tried to push Juice too much, he wouldn't tell him anything of worth. So he decided to ask simpler questions instead.
“So Juan Carlos, do you have a dog?” Tully’s question reminded Juice that, he needed to share the personal life details, because that was the plan. “Yes… yes I do. Her name it's Madeleine, she's a Yorkie.”
By the sadness in Juice eyes, Tully couldn't believe that Juice was screwing with him, but the idea of it amused him so much, that it almost crack his poker face in laughter. With a smug smirk, Tully asked Juice “Madeleine? How a Son end up with a lady Yorkie?”.
“I call her Mads, cos she has a volatile temper and… someone gave her to me” Juice answered with the sadness still in his eyes.
“Who was she sweetheart?” Tully’s question took Juice off guard. The fact that Tully could read him so well, even barely knowing each other, almost put him in panic mode. Yet Juice managed to kept calm and after taking a long breath, he look Tully on the eyes.
“Her name was Kristen. Crazy girl that one, but she always knew how to make everyone love her…”
You take me down
Spin me around
You got me running all the lights
Don't make a sound
Talk to me now
Let me inside your mind
It was a hot day in Charming Town as any other of the summer. After spending almost four years in there, he thought that he would be used to this by now, yet he was still too annoyed by the weather.
Being born and raised in Queens, Juice preferred the hotness of the underground at 5pm, than the weather of California. But those days were behinds and bring them into his mind was a dangerous thing.
He was working on a hybrid truck, since he was the one that had more knowledge about the tech for those type of vehicles… and because the last time one of the other Sons had tried to repair one, the car had got shot, with several rounds.
Time seemed to be passing slower than ever, as Juice was listening to a really disturbing conversation between Tig and Happy, who was staying a couple of days before heading back to Tacoma chapter. He would have giving anything for a distraction and his wish became true.
The sound of heels entering the garage made Juice lift his head and gaze at the doors, and that was it. Coming his way was Kristen, with her ripped jeans, high heel boots and a shirts with the “Fuck Society” inscription.
He couldn't stop staring at the young, long blond haired woman. He liked the tattoos that covered the entirety of her left arm, but what he loved the most was her inner fire. Kristen would do anything for what she thought was right and Juice knew that if she asked him, he would go to the end of the world for her.
“Morning guys, is my truck finished already?” Kristen asked as she stretched, and Juice got lost in his thought. If it hadn’t been for Tig answering, Juice wouldn't have been pulled out of his thoughts soon enough for not to creep her out.
“Honestly doll, Juice is the only one of us that can work on those hybrids, and he's been busy lately” Tig said and for Juice's surprise. “It's gonna be finished by noon" Juice said, giving a big smile at her.
“Okay. I can work with that, but no later than noon.” Kristen reply made a million questions pop in his head, but before he could elaborate any, Tig ask her with a cheeky grin “Why the rush? Are you taking me out or something?”
Kristen giggled for a moment, but then her brows furrow and said “Well, I can take you with us, but only if Hap think that is a good idea” as Juice and Tig jaw drop, both look quickly at Happy, who was enjoying the looks of his brothers faces and delaying his answer.
“Mind to explain?” Tig asked to Happy.
“I do” Happy replied with his raspy voice, rolling the toothpick in his mouth, and with a serious expressions on his face as always.
“Oh for fucks sake brother, spit it out” Tig said in annoyance, making Happy bite his cheek trying not to laugh.
“Kristen is gonna pull one of her “fuck the system” shits and start trouble as always, but this time, she's gonna break in on the pound… I offered to help" Juice was shocked after Happy's words. He knew Kristen for a couple of years now, and even Clay had gone to bail her out sometimes. She was an idealist, always concern about a better world and etcetera, and that always got her in trouble.
“I want in" Juice and Tig said at the same time, but for different reasons. Tig was a hard-core animal lover. Juice on the other hand, just wanted to be near Kristen. Happy wasn't dumb, but he thought that the more, the merrier, and gave a nod to his brothers.
I don't know what you're thinking sugar
But I just got that feeling sugar
I can hear the sirens burning
Red lights turning
I can't turn back now
So hold on tight
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As much as he had complained and made some good points, Happy had decided that Juice had to go on his bike, and that the one going in the truck with Kristen was himself. Not that Happy was the best driver or knew about hybrid vehicles, he just didn't trust Juice to put enough attention on the road with Kristen at his side.
Mission was simple: break in, take the dogs, load them on the trailer that was attached to the truck, out as fast as possible. Juice went through the information about the place that Kristen had gathered, and the four of them part from the club at 10pm.
When the sound of the engines die, Juice felt a pinch in his stomach. He had smuggled things since he was 17, as he got involved in certain illicit activities back in Queens, but this was the first time that he was smuggling something alive, and that had him stressed.
He broke the lock of the back chain link gate and lead the line to the building. The guns were folded, there was no security guard. Juice broke in followed by Kristen and Tig, while Happy was parking the truck inside the lot, to load the pets.
It didn't took long for the three of them to get to the cages, and as Kristen and Tig went straight to the animals, Juice went for the registers and info about them.
Not even 10 minutes inside when they heard the truck honking several times. The three of them drop everything and went outside as fast as they could. As Happy saw them in the mirror, he stopped and in the silence, Juice was the first one to hear it. It was a sound that was still far, but it clearly was getting close fast. The too familiar sound of police cars sirens make his body freeze for a second, but then the adrenaline rush kicked in, and he knew they have to run fast and far.
Happy started the truck and pulled out of the parking lot, but with the trailer attached, it was moving too slow. “Go ahead. Open some of the road for him. I’ll stay behind and make a distraction” Juice said so firmly, that Tig didn't even question his brother's orders, just climb to his bike and took off.
Juice ran quickly inside to grab the tools he had left in there, and in his way out he made a discovery. There was a tiny motion detector near the floor, at one side of the door that wasn't on the info he'd read, and that was probably why the police were on their way.
He opened one of the largest dog cage and let the dog out, then hurried outside. He almost choked when he saw the blonde woman standing beside his bike. “Why the hell are you here and not in the truck with Hap?” Juice almost screamed at her, and as she started to open her mouth to explain, he cut her off as he sat on his bike. “No time, jump in and hold tight”
Kristen obeyed quickly, making Juice use all his willpower to remember that he needed to run, and not to think on Kristen’s body pressed against him.
In the way out, he told Kristen to close the gate and then he speed up his way to the TM, even skipping some red lights trying to get away of the sirens.
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I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dangerous
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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The last 10 minutes felt like a movie scene for him. His heart was pumping like crazy by the adrenaline, and his body had stiffen for the high speed he had reached by zig zagging between cards and crossing red lights flying from the cops. As soon as he felt safe, Juice killed the engine on a side of the road. As he's started to relax, he'd noticed how tight Kristen grip around his waist was, making his head spin faster than ever.
“You can let go now K, we are safe" Juice said in a calming tone. But as soon as he finished the sentence, he felt Kristen’s body pulling away, and suddenly followed by angry punches on his right arm.
“YOU. CRAZY. MOTHER.FUCKER… YOU ALMOST KILLED US!!” Kristen’s voice echoed through the night as Juice was trying to protect himself of the woman punches.
“Jesus… OUCH… can you stop, ouch… please, listen” Juice plead, as he managed to grab Kristen’s hands for enough time to get of the bike.
“Let me go, you psycho Yankee bastard”
“First of all, I was trying to make sure that neither you or I ended up in jail... again. Second, that's the racist comment ever.” Juice said with a pretty serious expression. “I mean, I may have not knew my father, but a person not just for being a New Yorker it's automatically a Yankees fan. Especially if you are from Queens, house of The Amazin’, ya know” as the last words of the sentence left his mouth, a huge childish grin with matching gaze took place on Juice’s face.
Time seemed to slow down for what Juice thought were ages. All what he saw was a blur and then someone pressing him against his bike.
Recovering from the initial shock, Juice senses brought him back to reality. Kristen’s hands were making his skin crawl, as they made their way from his chest to the back of his head, and her tongue was asking for permission with a soft warm lick over his bottom lip.
Juice enrolled in a very passionate kiss as his hands held Kristen around her waist, probably leaving some bruises on her. A couple of seconds later, he felt Kristen’s hands unbuckling his belt and he couldn't wait another minute to be inside her. He took Kristen’s shirt off and turned her around, as he exchanged places with her.
Kristen supported herself with her hands on Juice's bike, as he traced down the soft skin of her back with his hands, and then pulled down her pants and underwear quickly. He brushed his throbbing cock between her sensitive soaked folds, making Kristen moan in anticipation.
The warm and tightness of Kristen’s dripping pussy made Juice moan loudly as he thrusts in her vigorously, hungry for her body. He grabbed one side of her hip and with the other hand he grabbed her throat, pulling softly towards him. Then started nibbling and sucking on her neck, as the pleasure whines coming from Kristen made him go deeper on her.
Juice felt how the muscles of the hot woman in front of him started to tense and he knew she was near her orgasm. He moved the hand from her hip, to squeeze harshly her ass cheek “Are you ready to cum baby” he growl in Kristen’s ear, making her loud moan the answer.
“Yes, please Juice… ahhh, harder”
He squeezed her ass one more time and then spanked her three times, making her cry in excitement. After that, he rubbed the red area and grabbed her by her hip again. Juice’s other hand made its way down from her neck to Kristen’s core. His fingers started to rub her clit and in no time, her pussy started to clench, making Juice barely able to hold on, as his pace fastened. He gripped Kristen hips with both hands, digging his finger into her pale skin and after a couple of very deep thrusts he came undone, making a very loud growl.
Juice rested his muscular body against her, as both of them were trying to regain the air. Before any of them could say something, his phone started ringing.
“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? WE LOST KRISTEN!!!” Happy's screams over the phone could be heard easily from feets away.
“Sorry I haven't reach out soon brother, but I just got off my bike” Juice lie as he pull away from Kristen. “She's with me, but we kinda have to run away from the police, so I've been speeding up like a mad man for like 20 minutes. I've lost them, but we are way far from Charming. It's gonna be a long ride back home" he said trying to sound serious.
“Hurry up asshole” Happy said in an annoyed tone and hung up.
Juice knew that things would probably be blamed on him, they always were, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He turned toward Kristen, only to see that she had already put her clothes back on and was waiting for him to go back to the TM. He was disappointed but he knew that he had to get back and fast. So he climbed back on his bike, and after Kristen did the same, he headed back to the garage.
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Show me your soul
I gotta know
Bet that you're beautiful inside
Toes on the glass
Car moving fast
Come take the wheel and drive
It was ten past 10pm and an awkward silence filled the air. Since the previous night attempt of breaking in on the pound, thing had gotten crazier for Juice. First the police chase, then the unexpected sex, and when he finally arrived at the club, his brothers had given him a hard time for not knowing about the alarm and for taking that long to let them know everything was okay.
The plan was rescheduled for the next day, with some tiny changes to improve it and make it more efficient. So now, Juice was in the truck with Kristen, which would have been his dream the day before. Yet after the sex, she didn't said a word to him, making him feel awkward and too many other things.
After a couple of minutes of driving he couldn't take it anymore, his head was spinning fast, making him unable to focus on the road. “Why?” he sounded more insecure than doubtful, yet he managed to kept his face straight.
“Excuse Me?” by the look of her face, he could tell she had no clue of what he was asking, so he asked again.
“Why aren't you talking to me?... and why did you have sex with me last night?” Juice regretted the questions as he saw how Kristen’s brows furrowed, but she answered quietly and quickly.
“I'm still mad at you for all the speeding last night, that's why. And about the sex... well, you are a Mets fan. I don't think you have much joy from your team, so I thought you deserved at least one happy moment" as she finished the sentence, Kristen bursted into laughter, as Juice felt his jaw drop and his cheeks turning scarlet.
The sound of Tully's laugh, echoed loudly on the solitary celd. “Oh boy, petty sex for being a Mets fan? Hahaha… I'll do it, just because you are a baseball fan to be honest.” Tully was wiping away tears for laughing so much, as Juice shivered about what Tully implied.
Juice composed himself as fast as he could, and said calmly “I'll admit that she'd probably pettyed me, but being a Mets fan was not the reason.” Tully closed his eyes, and with a pleased smirk, let this body rest against the wall once again.
Juice knew that in any moment soon, the guards will take Tully away. He just need to kept him entertained a lil bit longer.
Kristen’s reaction had made him freeze. He couldn't even figure out what to say next. “Oh my God, you should have seen your face" Kristen said still laughing “I mean, what I've said it's true, but I ain't denying how much I love how your caramel skin reflects the sun while you're working”
Juice was trying to reply smartly, when he saw the red and blue lights parked on the side of the road. “Shit" he murmured and search for Kristen’s gaze. “We need to switch sits. You have to take the wheel. Now”
“Dafuq are you talking about?” Kristen asked totally confused.
“Technically, I shouldn't be driving any kind of four wheeled vehicle. So let's switch before I get arrested" Kristen couldn't believe Juice's words, but she moved fast into Juice’s lap, and place her feet on the pedals, so Juice can move to the passenger seat.
They went through the police checkpoint without any trouble, and Juice was glad that they would be taking another road on the way back.
I don't know what you're thinking sugar
But I just got that feeling sugar
I can hear the sirens burning
Red lights turning
I can't turn back now
So hold on tight
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dangerous
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dangerous
The plan was set in motion, almost the same as the night before. This time though, it was Happy who opened the gate and Juice the one parking the truck inside the premises. Juice disconnected the motion sensor, and without any alarm being triggered, they started to load the pets on the trailer.
Pets of all kinds and sizes, that made Juice wonder about how truly fucked up was the society. “Hurry the fuck up” he heard Happy hurrying Tig, who was playin with every ferret he put his hands on. With all the pets loaded in the trailer they were now, good to go.
Happy and Tig started their bike, as Juice entered the truck. First thing he noticed was, that there were some tea cup sizes dogs barking loudly all over the place. Second thing was, that Kristen wasn't there.
He skyrocketed from the truck to the facilities looking for the crazy blonde, and quickly found her. “Why the hell are you still in here?” Juice almost anxiously screamed at Kristen.
“I broke into the lab and broke all the lethal injections.” Kristen said proudly as Juice eyes begun to widen. “Shit… RUN!!!” Juice was clearly panicking, and as Kristen start running by his side.
“What the hell it's on fire Juice?” She asked him. “The plan was about taking the animal away. I didn't disconnected the labs alarm” he explained.
“Jesus fucking Christ Juice" Kristen cursed as they both climb into the truck. “How the fuck would I've known that you would do something like that K?” he ask in exasperation. “It's me idiot, that's the kind of stuff I do" Kristen said and made a notorious facepalm.
Speaking of true, he knew that what Kristen was saying wasn't a lie. She was an idealist and that was one of the things he liked the most about her.
“Yeah, right… can you at least explain, what are all these annoying intents of a dog doing in here?” Juice was trying to focus on the road, but all the barking was making him nervous.
“They were making all the other animals on the trailer go nuts, so I've brought them here" Kristen said unpreoccupied, though Juice could see that she was getting annoyed by all the loud noises as well.
Thing was, that with all of the noise, neither of them had heard the sirens of the police car, that was asking for Juice to pull aside. Juice thought about stopping, but as soon as the cops saw all the dogs on the truck, he would be on trouble. So the only option was run away. Luckily, he knew that if he did that, his brothers would distract the police, giving him enough time to get away.
“Grab this thing, we need to speed up” Juice command Kristen, who was about to protest by the tone till she saw the lights flickering on the rearview mirror and obeyed.
Wasn't like him speeding up in a schools area, so Tig and Happy realised quickly what was happening and move each, one side of the truck. Letting Juice through, but also the police car.
“Oh shit… those assholes are gonna get in so much trouble” Kriste was confused by Juice's words for a second. Then she hear the loud noises of guns being shot.
“At least they waited till we passed the school area" he said very much annoyed, as he was still speeding up.
“Are they insane?” Kristen asked him, worried about his brothers. “Yes, definitely. Both are… but don't worry, they'll gonna be fine”
It took less than ten seconds for the cops, to start chasing Tig and Happy. Juice slowed down enough to not get much attention and drove to the accorded location, an abandoned factory two towns ahead. The place was private enough for them to change the plates of Kristen’s truck, and near a side road for a quick escape if it was needed.
Once he killed the engine, Juice got out of the car even faster than before. He was more than annoyed with the little dogs, even more after one of them had bitten his hand. Kristen followed him quickly and a reached for his hand. “Let me see, you grumpy… Ah! It's nothing. Stop pouting like a child" Kristen said as she rolled her eyes, receiving an unnamused gaze from him.
Juice started the plates replacement, when he noticed that along with the new plates, were fake cars paper from Canada. With the papers on his hand, he went straight to ask Kristen what the hell was going on, but he was surprised by a passionate kiss.
Kristen’s hands gripped on Juice kutte, as he let the papers fall to the ground. He lift her up and pressed her against the trailer. His fingers squeeze Kristen’s tight, as a smothered moan escaped her lips.
The heated kiss suddenly broke, at the familiar sound of the Harleys approaching. Juice let Kristen’s feet touch the ground again, and she caressed his left cheek. No word needed, he understood immediately what was happening.
Juice went back to work on the plates, as Tig and Happy arrived. Both of them overexcited, sharing maybe too much details about the pursuit, while Kristen was putting the small dogs in cages inside the truck.
After finishing his job, Juice went to his bike. He was more than eager to leave, so he called out to his brothers. He had already start his bike, when he felt Kristen’s soft fingers upon his. “Hey, I got something for you" she said, pointing at a furry dog under her other arm.
Juice look at Kristen incredulously and offended “Are you for real? No… no fucking way. Capital N O… give that little rat to Tig”. Kristen was doing her best not to laugh at Juice reaction
“I can't give her to Tig, he already has a messy dog. And the company would be good for you”
“Are you calling me lonesome?” Kristen put her hand on Juice's chest and said in a calm voice
“Juice you are lonesome, I know. Please, at least take her as a favour for me" He knew he could never say no to her, and took the little dog with both hands.
“Her name it's Madeleine. According to the papers, she's a 3 years old Yorkie”
“Great. This is just great" Juice protested “Wasn't around a less masculine dog, or is it that you just hate me that much?”
Kristen gave him a wide smile, followed by a soft kiss on the cheek. “Did I ever tell you, how hot you are when you are mad?” immediately after speaking, Kristen turned around and left, letting Juice pouting and confused.
He put little Madeleine inside jacket and start his bike again, parting ways with one of the most amazing woman he ever knew.
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It's dangerous so dangerous
I wanna do it again
Come on baby
It's dangerous so dangerous
I wanna do it again
It's dangerous so dangerous
I wanna do it again
I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby, this is getting serious
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dangerous
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dangerous
“So that's it? She just left?” Tully was intrigued about the way Juice eyes had watered at the end of the story. Why would he let go the woman he... loved?.
“Well, Happy helped her cross the Canadian border, and I think she was planning to go to Chicago within a month. Thing was, she had got in trouble so much around here, that it was impossible for here to stay longer” Tully didn't need to ask, he knew that the club always came first, and that no Son would leave for a woman.
The sound of the keys unlocking the door, made Juice chest feel heavy. He had made it. He had actually distract Tully enough time, for Tully not to hurt him. Juice heartbeat was raisin of joy. His distraction had went through as planned, and for the first time in a long, long time he felt hope.
“Time’s up Tully. Let's go" Tully move slowly towards the guard, and when he was at the door, turned around to face Juice.
With a pleased smirk and a smooth voice Tully told him “It was nice talking to you Juan Carlos. See you tomorrow night baby” and left .
Nevertheless, Juice felt with more confidence than ever that night. He just had to keep going until getting out.
