Juiced

Season 1: Episode 12

Juice was working on a white sedan, thinking about what had unfolded over the last few days. He had helped Katy move all her things into his house. She had handed back the keys to the apartment, it was no longer hers. They had a video call with her mum the night before, Katy's mum seemed nice enough, she didn't exactly look pleased that Katy had moved in with a biker, especially one with tattoos on his head. But she had seen the way Juice looked at Katy, could see the love between the two of them. Juice liked to think he had won her approval by the end of the call.

His next mission was to get Katy her own car, that stupid rental was costing a fortune and he wanted her in a better car. Something more reliable. He would ask around the garage, see if anyone knew of anything for sale. She wanted a manual though, and they were hard to come by. He didn't have too long to dwell on it. Clay bad summoned the guys to chapel.

Clay mentioned that they were in need of money, "We have every dime on the warehouse rebuild" Juice stated. Clay sighed, "Mayans want guns and they want them right away."

"Irish don't start shipping until next month," Jax reminded him. Clay brushed it off. Told the guys they would sell their protection surplus for the time being. It could always be restocked at a later date.

Clay and Jax had a back and forth, they disagreed on how best to handle things. Clay eventually won, as he always does. He is the president after all.

The guys split up and everyone went to get on with their business, Juice didn't have a specific job for the day so he went back to fixing the white sedan on the lot.
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Katy couldn't believe it, not only had she moved in with Juice but he had agreed to give her free reign with redecorating. She didn't know where to start! Deciding it was best to focus on one room at a time she began in the living room. She moved all the furniture to the centre of the room and pulled the posters down from the walls. Paint. She was going to need to buy materials before she could do anything, and how would she know what colour to go for? Sure she was better than Juice at this sort of thing but it still wasn't exactly in her wheelhouse. She called Amelia, Katy had a gut feeling than Amelia might just thrive on this sort of thing. She was right. "Hey, I'm redecorating Juices house and was hoping you would help me pick up some paint samples to try out? Is there even a paint shop in this town?" Katy knew the answer to that already but she also knew if she friend ignorance Amelia would take the lead and do everything for her. And she was soon proved correct on that front.
"Meet me outside Floyd's, it's near there, I have so many ideas I would be happy to help!" Amelia responded exactly as Katy hoped she would.

10 minutes later Katy stood on the sidewalk outside the barber shop with the boarded up window. She sent a quick text to Juice to let him know what she was up to and ask him if he had any colour preference for the living room. 'anything except pink' had been his only directive. She laughed and slid her phone into her back pocket as she spotted Amelia walking towards her.
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Lunch time came and went. Juice hadn't even taken a break, he was focussed on rebuilding an engine, Piney told him the owner of the car Juice was fixing might be looking to sell it once it is repaired. He took extra care to make sure it was perfect, if he was going to buy it off the guy he wanted to know it wasn't a lemon. He was on the garage floor surrounded by engine bits when Donna came in. "Opie here?" She seemed to be asking the floor as much as any of the guys in the garage. Juice was the only one to look up from what he was doing and respond to her, "he's inside, I'll go get him."

As he made his way through the clubhouse he thought about how miserable Donna looked, was that because of the current situation with the feds or was it something deeper? He hoped it was just the current situation, Donna and Opie seemed perfect for each other, even if Op had recently spent 5 years locked up, if they could survive that, they could survive anything. He found Opie and Jax bagging up the guns for the drop off later. "Hey Op," he hated to interrupt club business, "Donna's here," Juice left the message hanging and headed back out to work. He had a lot to do to put that engine back together before the party that afternoon.
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