"Yeah, this way, go on." Jax stood in the entry of the clubhouse with his hands held out, helping anyone and everyone that came in, pointing at rooms and lockers for the members to settle in, working efficiently with the older members of the club. SAMCRO had a bad fight with a rival gang lately and it worsened to the point that they had to lockdown everyone at the club, allocating everyone in spare rooms and around free space, corridors, living rooms and so on. You ended up sharing room with Jax, at the first floor right at the entry, with a small bed and nothing else, but enough to be safe. He searched for you in the crowded room as he kept working and helping around, eyes meeting yours from across the area as he gave you a soft acknowledging nod as to ask how you are and keep out an eye on you. Just a few hours and there'll finally be silence and peace, since everyone will be settled down.