Clandestine

Chapter 2; introductions

A/N ; this picture is sort of how I picture JD, that's all.

The phone call between JD and Happy was short, and straight to business. She felt a tad of bitterness in her heart on the topic of one of her very few friends distancing himself. When it came to Happy, though, it wasn't going  to last all that long, she had a soft spot for the guy.

It's been ages since she'd been in her hometown and the sons needed her help, the was plenty of reason to take the break  she needed.  In the five years she's been enrolled at Stanford, she hadn't once taken a break from her sciences or its people. It was time for one, and visiting Charming sounded like a great deal of fun. Especially the reason of visitations, Jessie Delane Edwards always enjoyed a bit of chaos and that's exactly what she was in for.

JD rushed to return to her apartment that she shared with her roommate, and good friend Kacey. She began packing necessities for the next week, possibly two. From toiletries to weapons and clothing. She was a thoroughly organized person, and packed things she knew she'd need, in a small, neat fashion. Setting it all into her beloved, red truck JD made sure that everything she needed or simply might need was there.

Her outfit was planned for both comfort, but also to somewhat make a decent first impression on the bikers she previously had refused to meet. Preferring to stay anonymous due to possible future complications. The fact that she met both Tig and Happy, was accidental. However, after getting to know both, seeing how loyal they both were, and working with them. She figured it wouldn't hurt to get to know the rest of them, especially since this job might be further stretched than the two day in and out that had been the case in the past.

Studded black shorts, a grey, loose tank top, a black and white flannel and her favoured boots tied together did the trick for her. Combining comfort and looks, to her, at the very least. Soon enough, she was on the road. Making a call to Kacey when realization settled in that she had left without as much as a word. She explained to her blonde friend that she had things to take care of at home, leaving out as much detail as possible. She'd wire money for rent if it was needed, and that there was nothing to be worried about.

The drive was several hours, with her needed coffee stops between, it took longer than she wanted. She also ended up needing a power nap in the middle of the way since her sleeping schedule has been irregular and screwed up for years now. Along the way, though, she was able to think and jam out to the music that ripped through her speakers. Making the most of the time she had.

Arriving the next morning, a few hours before the noon sun was due to set in. Her glasses sat at the bridge of her nose as she pulled into the lot of Teller-Morrow. It was the same as she'd left it years ago, bikes lined up on one end of it, a few working on cars and of course, two adrenaline high idiots beating the crap out of one another.

The moment JD stepped out of her truck,she'd caught a few men's attention but nothing too big, no one knew who she was yet. Fist impressions were important, so she was dead set on making sure hers was remember.

JD walks in like it's nobody's business, which it isn't and she owned it. With her head held high, and a smug grin planted on her face, she avoided confused gazes and anyone who asked what she thought she was doing. Across the lot, passed the garage and straight for the clubhouse itself. Strolling right in, she situated herself behind the man she knew as Tig.

"You know. I'm fairly disappointed, Tigger." She started, her thick accent rolling off her tongue smoothly "I do believe I was summoned, and I didn't even get as much as a 'hello, JD' when I arrive, I suppose it's only been six years."

Her voice was so distinct, only a fool would forget what the lady sounded like. And Tig? Was no fool. It caused him to turn around immediately, shock was clear on his face. He laughed at the obvious sarcasm that was to be heard in her voice, he immediately went in for a hug. "God, look at you! The years have done you well!" He said to her after they separated their hug. She gave a laugh in return, shaking her head towards the man in front of her.

"I see yours should've treated you better, huh?" She asked, to which she received a playful punch to the arm. Truth was, Tig was beyond excited to see her again after such a long time, and though she wouldn't admit it. She missed him, too.

She noticed a confused boyish looking man that stood behind the bar, her stopped cleaning and completely force, staring at JD in awe.

"You know, staring is rude" she told the young guy, shaking her head when he only stumbled over his own words, managing to get nothing out in response.

To which Tig simply laughed, turning to Jessie, he said "that's Halfsack, our prospect. He's one of the guys that believed that you're a myth. They tell stories about you, ya know?" This had her giving Halfsack and Tig a look of curiosity.

"Oh? Well. I'll let you know that I'm very real. It's good to meet you, Halfsack. The names Jessie Delano, but I go by JD" she said, reaching her hand forward to shake his but only getting stares in response.

The raven haired woman pulled back her hand, nodding slowly she looked up at Tig, shrugging. "Well, let's go mess with Happy and make a Dragontongue level first impression, shall we?"asked she, pushing her glasses back up onto her knows and offering her arm to Tig who gladly accepted it.

A/N; I hope you guys like it so far, let me know if I should continue? Feedback is always appreciated.