Anarchy

Trudge

"Hey, Liv" The prospect limped in just as Tig went into the restroom.

"What's up?" She began packing the first aid.

"You know about medical stuff, right? Because of your brother?" He rubbed his eyes.

"Yeah, why?" She gave him a weird look.

"Can you take a look at my neuticle for me please?"

"Uhhhh..." Before she could answer, he pulled his pants down and dropped them down to his ankles.

"Oh god!" She yelped, covering her eyes with both hands.

"Mother of Mary of balls" Clay took off his sunglasses now entering the room, Bobby following right behind him with a disgusted face.

The prospect turned towards the restroom where Tig stood. The black haired man couldn't help but puke his breakfast out.

Hours went on. No sign of Jax, Opie or Jacob. It wasn't until Liv heard a thud in Ope's room that she saw the giant packing stuff in his bags.

"Ope? Are you okay?" Liv stepped in concerned.

He turned to look at her but kept on packing.

"I'm fine, Liv. Are you?" He stood.

Liv was caught off guard. Opie probably assumed that she found this secret out the same way he did or he was just checking in on her after the Zoebelle incident.

She nodded without really wanting to say anything.

"I've been looking for you." Jax came in with a calmer attitude. He eyed Opie before he looked at Liv who had become quiet.

"I didn't kill her." Opie plain out said. Both Liv and Jax let out a breath.

"I'll take this as my cue to leave." She patted Opie on the shoulder and let Jax lay his lips on hers before she left the two.

"The rift between you and Clay... you knew about Donna the whole time." 

"I couldn't tell you, man. Her getting killed was bad enough. Knowing this..." Jax shook his head.

"What do I do, Jax? Clay? Tig? How the hell am I supposed to share a patch with them?" Opie said disturbed by the idea.

"Burden lands on the club, Ope. We both know it. Clay is Clay because of us. We made him."

"Then, how do we unmake him? What about Jake?"

"I've been trying to figure that out. Jake doesn't know anything." Jax shook his head again. "He's never been up for Clay. You and I both know that. I'm afraid this'll set him off."

"I'm surprised this hasn't set you off."

"We gotta be smart about this, Ope. But the one thing I know for sure is I can't do this alone. I need you, bro."

"I'm here, man." Opie opened his arms and hugged Jax.

Jax now looked off as if thinking something through.

"What?" Opie questioned.

"I got something I want you to read." Jax handed him his father's manuscript trusting one of his best friends to take in this information with ease.

Opie took it without question.

Liv strolled down the hall still wrapping her head around the events of the day. She decided she'd wait for Jax so they could go home together. It's not like she had a choice either way. He had been especially hesitant in leaving her alone lately. He didn't trust anyone else to care for her other than Jacob.

"Just gotta meet with them" Jax kissed her head.

She sat happily at the bar drinking her cup of coke with a silly straw. Liv had bought a whole packet of these for the bar saying it needed more color.

She nodded with a smile.

"This... This club... This club killed my wife. How does that ever get made right?" Opie shook his head and looked over at Clay.

"We wanna fix this, Ope." Clay along with the others nodded.

"Yeah, me, too. That's why I'm staying." Opie said with confidence.

"Good. That's... real good." Clay sighed with relief for the wrong reasons.

"I don't want anybody knowing my business. Doesn't help me, my family or Sam Crow that this gets out. This secret... dies here."

"Understood."

"Anything else?" Clay looked to him.

"When I went looking for Stahl... I saw Chibs coming out of her office with paperwork."

"Goddamn it." Clay rubbed his eyebrows.

"What?" Jax said chiming in, unaware.

"You need to hear him out. Get the truth. And trust what he says." Opie told the members expecting them to give Chibs what they didn't give him.

"Yeah, okay." Clay agreed. Jax gave him a nod as well.

Right before Chibs walked into the room, he gave Liv a big hug. She sensed his anxiousness but only gave him a smile right before he stepped into chapel. It wasn't too long after when Piney came in without his kutte.

"Get outta here, sweetheart" He said roughly with revenge stinging his eyes.

"Piney?" She questioned. Opie's father reached for his gun and took off his safety. He pushed the chapel doors open.

"You son of a bitch." Piney pulled the trigger on Clay. He missed.

"Piney!" Jax yelled as Liv ducked down watching.

The rest of the members dove towards Piney. They took the gun away.

"Get off of me! Get off of me!" Piney yelled.

Tig helped Clay back up. The president of SAMCRO went for Piney realizing that he almost faced death.

"Get him into the chair." Jax pointed.

"All right, all right, give me the room! Give me the room!" Opie shouted with a new authority in his voice.

Jax took the bullets out giving the old man a dirty look. When he turned to look at Liv, there stood Jacob chewing her out.

"What's going on?" Jax approached them with an angry look.

   "Nothing" Liv pushed Jacob away, irritated.

"Hey" Jax grabbed his shoulder hardly, already annoyed with the day's outcome "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Jax glared at Jacob, ignoring Liv's presence.

"Go home, Pop." Opie's voice cut through the tension.

"Let me know how you want to handle this." Piney trudged towards the door.

All heads snapping towards him.

"Hey, old man?" Clay called causing Piney to look back "Don't ever come into this clubhouse without your kutte."

Piney continued walking "It won't happen again."

The three turned to look back at each other. The tension returning.