Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

New Hope

Warning: Contains mention of assault, trauma and gore.

The large convoy descended into the Teller-Morrow lot, finding places to park up amongst the other bikes left there by the few remaining Nomads who'd been in charge of guarding the clubhouse, and helping themselves to most of the beer and food supply, Pixie thought to herself as she saw the hoard of empty beer bottles and wrappers on the picnic tables outside the clubhouse. She checked her phone, seeing a notification from Kip to say he'd gone to Gemma's house to get a nap in whilst things were quiet. Pixie was glad to see Kip was taking the time to recover, especially as it hadn't been long since his surgery. She also suspected that the nap wasn't a willing one, and most likely Charlie had been the one to order him back to recuperate. As Pixie dismounted from her bike, she caught a strange look from Norse's friend, whom Pixie had yet to get a name from. She was sure that, as he'd taken off his sunglasses, there'd been a sad and nostalgic look to his face before he'd quickly hidden it with a smile when he'd caught Pixie looking his way. Intrigued, Pixie came to his side, tipping her head back to have a good look at his handsome face as he got up from his own black Harley. The man raised a blonde eyebrow at Pixie's expression, an easy, friendly smile on his lips.

"Hi, I don't think we've met before, you from Tacoma?" Pixie asked him in a sweet, friendly tone, getting a good vibe from the man as he ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair, it stuck up like a crest on the top of his head which Pixie thought was quite endearing and reminded her of a little of a cockatoo.

"Yeah, Herman Kozik." Kozik introduced, looking over Pixie's appearance, finally being able to put a face to the little sister he'd heard so much about. He was surprised by how small and charming Pixie seemed, especially when she had dried blood on her knuckles and had just been rescued from terrorising Darby. "Heard about you through Hap and Norse, well mostly Norse 'coz Hap doesn't really say much." Kozik joked, watching the other Nomads converge into the clubhouse along with the Niners who seemed tense, though Pixie chalked it up to being in another club's territory.

Pixie gestured to invite Kozik and Norse inside the clubhouse and the trio began to walk across the lot. "Yeah, Hap's sweet though." She agreed with a little laugh as Norse came closer to them, towering over the both of them like a gentle giant. "I gotta ask, how the hell did you know where we were?" Pixie questioned as Kozik opened the door for her. As he did so, Pixie caught another wistful look from him as he took in the interior of the clubhouse as though he'd just walked into a home he hadn't been back to in a very long time. The Niners crew settled themselves around one of the round tables and appeared to be taking in their surroundings with interested eyes, though they stayed quiet and looked a little haggard, especially Laroy who seemed to be going straight for the hard liquor by the shot of whiskey he downed in one gulp. Pixie added that to the list of queries in her mind and refocused on the current conversation, trying to calm her mind down to listen.

"I texted the address to guys in Oakland just in case shit went south." Rane put in, overhearing the conversation as he came over to give a beer to Norse and one to Kozik. Pixie smiled at Rane, glad he'd had the foresight to do so, it showed why he was a president, and his care for the other Sons was such a lovely thing to see.

"Shanksy's been giving me updates so I knew where we needed to head to if we made good time on the roads." Norse added after taking a hearty chug of his beer, glad to have the refreshments after riding in the heat. "We swung by Oakland and linked up with the guys, Kozik knew the address Rane texted and we decided to do a sweep by on the way to the clubhouse just to make sure you didn't need backup. When we saw just your bike on the side of the road, we figured that wasn't a good sign and went in to investigate." He described as Piney, Lowell and Opie came to hear too, having had similar questions on their mind to Pixie.