(A/N: listen to Goin' Down by The Pretty Reckless and Bad Moon Rising by C.C.R. while reading this)
I was sitting on my roof thinking about Chibs. As usual. Chibs is older, Jay. He's not dead. Jax and Clay threaten every guy that asks me out. So I've never had a boyfriend. God, I'm a 21 year old virgin! And in love with Filip 'Chibs' Telford at that. He'll never see me that way though. I thought, arguing with myself about the man that holds my heart. Oh come on! You're usually straight forward, Jaynie! Blunt's more like it. So go ahead and tell him. What if he doesn't return the feeling? What if he does? Even if he does if Jax or Clay find out- BOOM! My thoughts were interrupted by a loud blast. I looked ahead and saw the burning aftermath of an explosion. Odd. It's right around the area of SAMCRO's gun storage.... Oh shit! I ran to the edge and jumped down onto my balcony 4 feet
below.
^^^^^The Next Morning^^^^^
I walked up to Jax at the garage.
"Jax, what the hell happened?" I demanded.
"Hey, sis. Mayans torched the warehouse stole the Niners' M-4s."
"Shit!" Just then we spotted the prospect and Chibs pulling in a car with a deer's ass sticking out of the windshield. We walked over to them.
"Some days you're the Beamer, some days you're the goddamn deer." Jax joked. I folded my arms over my chest and looked at the guys.
"Some yuppie creamed her up at the streams." Chibs stated with his sexy accent.
"He run into it, or hit a tree while it was giving him head?"
"How the hell do you want me to get it out of there?" Half-Sack asked leaning on the hood using his arms to prop him up. Jax smirked and walked to the tow truck. He pulled a chainsaw out of a compartment on the side. He brought it back to Half- Sack. "Come on. Jesus man."
"Just pretend it's 'carve your own steak' night at Sizzler." he handed the chainsaw to Half-Sack.
"I don't eat meat, man."
"Figure it out, grunt." Jax said shoving a joint into his mouth. Chibs eyebrows raised and I could practically see his eyes roll behind his sunglasses. We walked off.
"What the hell, happened?" he demanded. Jax told him the same thing he told me. "Holy shit."
"Clay's gone to sit down with Laroy. Try to buy us some time."
"Niners already paid for that hardware." Just then Jax's cell phone rang.
"That's the tricky part." he took his phone out to see who it was before answering it. He handed his joint to Chibs who took it then stuck it in his own mouth. "Hey, Ma!" Jax answered. I tried not to roll my eyes at Mom's first of her 15 a day check up calls. As Jax talked to mom Chibs and I watched the prospect trying to cut the deer out but he had to pause to throw up. Chibs shook his head at the sight. "Thanks, Grandma." Jax said ending the call I smirked knowing mom was probably trying not to laugh and teasingly called him an asshole or something of the sort.
^^Later That Day^^
Jax had gone by storage to look for baby stuff for his kid. Clay, Tig and Bobby had the sit down with Laroy. I was sitting in the clubhouse with Juice and Bobby as Bobby played his guitar. Half-Sack and another guy came in carrying a big cardboard box. Bobby stopped playing for a second.
"Half-Sack." he called. The guys paused and looked at Bobby.
"Huh?"
"Piney clogged the toilet again."
