Munson (Chibs Telford)

3

Life in the club was good, theres always some new drama but I could feel the happiness grow inside me. I'd grown significantly closer to the boys in the few weeks I've been here. My mother hasn't bothered to call, which was a blessing.

"Anna!" I heard from the garage. I walked out there to see which idiot was calling me. It had been the little one, Juice. "I'm bored." He laughed. "You jackass. What if I had been busy?"

I sat with Juice until Chibs and Jax came back to the clubhouse. They looked really worried. "Someone's not telling me something." I pressed. They all looked at each other. "ATF picked up Opie and Donna last night. We don't know what's going on." Jax sighed. "Do you think she's gonna rat or something? I mean Donna hates the club but she would never turn on Opie or you guys!" I think I was trying to convince myself more than anything else.

The day progressed and just as I was sitting next to Chibs to drink a beer the club door was busted down. "EVERYONE ON THE GROUND NOW. I NEED MUNSON." The ATF Bitch yelled. I stayed standing and so did Bobby. "You're gonna have to clarify love. You either want me or my dad." I used my 'my dad can kill you' voice followed by a giggle. "Get on the ground baby Munson. You know damn well I'm here for your daddy." She replied before she back handed me. That got everyone going, especially my dad. "No one touches my fucking kid. I'll fucking kill you you stupid bitch!" We heard from the back. It was Piney. "I thought she was your kid?" ATF bitch was now very confused. "Little girl grows up with an MC they all act like my dads or brothers you stupid Bitch. Now get the fuck out!" I yelled.

There was some fighting but eventually she pulled my dad out and I couldn't hold back the tears. "YOU SAID YOU WOULD KEEP HIM SAFE. YOU SAID HE COULD HANDLE THIS." I yelled at Jax through my sobs. "Opie talked." Clay sighed. "ILL FUCKING KILL THE BASTARD IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO BOBBY."

None of them could get me to stop screaming and crying. Not until Chibs picked me up off of the floor and put me over his shoulder. He took my keys and we got into my car, he drove. He took me to an unfamiliar house, but I assumed it was his. "You're going to stay with me until we get shit sorted with your da alright? I'll keep you safe." I nodded. We walked into the house and he showed me to the bathroom. "You can throw on something of mine when you're done. I sent juice and the prospect to get your clothes."

"Thank you Chibs." I said with a broken voice.

I think I was in the shower for two hours just crying and thinking of every situation in which Bobby doesn't come back from this. Chibs checked on me a couple of times.

When I got out I put on one of Chibs black t-shirts and a pair of his smallest briefs. I looked like I was wearing a dress because Chibs has at least a foot on me.

I walked downstairs and saw Juice and Chibs talking in hushed voices. "What's going on?" I asked them, becoming even more worried. "The lawyer doesn't know if she can get Bobby out of this." Juice sighed. He walked over to try and comfort me but I snapped. "Don't fucking touch me!"

I quickly put on an outfit that juice had brought me. I found my keys and got in my car, Chibs and Juice both tried to stop me but it didn't do any good.
I found myself sitting in the parking lot of the police department.

As I got inside I saw my grandfather, Wayne Unser, "What are you doing back here? Your dad told me you went to live with your mom when you turned 16! She told me I couldn't see you as long as I was here!" He cheered. "Pops they got him! That ATF bitch took my dad and I don't know where he is." I sobbed, that seemed to be all I could do lately. "What do you mean she got him?" It was a rhetorical question but it just made me feel worse.

After a few moments of Wayne trying to comfort me she walked in, "She's the one that took him." I screeched. "Oh for gods sakes what is that little biker whore doing here?" She complained. "Hey hey hey watch it Stahl. This is my granddaughter." He spoke very sternly at her. "Where's my father you stupid bitch." It was more of a warning then a question.

Wayne had pulled me out of the room and into his office, "I will find out what I can. You stay here."

I sat in his office and texted Chibs to tell him that I was with Wayne. He was mad, understandably so. I freaked and left.

Wayne came back a little while later to tell me that they were holding him in the cells downstairs and I could go see him.

"Daddy!" I yelped as I saw him laying down on the cot in his cell. "Baby what are you doing here?" He sounded happy to see me. "I talked to Pops and he told me they're holding you down here. Chibs told me the lawyer can't get you out of this and I got so scared. I can't lose you now that I'm finally home."

He promised he would be safe, no matter what happens.

When I finally left, Chibs was outside waiting for me. "I saw him." I sighed. Chibs didn't say anything, he just wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. "You do not get to run away like that." He warned. I nodded and hugged him back. A man, 20 years my senior, had me crushing on him like a little school girl.