Sons of Anarchy One Shots (REQUEST OPEN)

Tig(1)--Knight in Shinning Leather

My name is Annabelle Lauren Taylor. I'm 26 years old and recently moved from Florida to California. I've been in this town called Charming for about 6 months. I have a nice little 2 bedroom house with a two car garage just a couple blocks away from my work. I work at this garage called Teller-Morrow Automotive. It also happens to be the base for a group called the Sons of Anarchy MC. I didn't know much about them. I spent most of my time in the office with Gemma. She was married to the president of the club, Clay, and her son, Jax, was the V.P. Gemma was... Well there really isn't just one word for Gemma. She was nice to me for the most part. I didn't give her a lot of lip like the other girls. I think she was glad about that, and the fact that I had a masters degree in business management and finance probably helped too. I knew most of the girls here probably barely finished high school so they always gave me looks when I would come in for work. I had no intention of treading on their territory. I was simply here for work and not much more. Although the longer I stayed the more I realized how this all was a big family. It was nice really. I didn't have much family left. Just an Aunt in D. C. who has basically disowned me. She never told me why but then again I didn't care. Gemma made sure I was taken care of. My mother died when I was 5 so I didn't really have one growing up and my father was always gone. He'd say it was business but I knew he was drinking. He'd come home smelling of alcohol and vomit. But he never did anything to me. He yelled a few times but that was the extent. He died when I was 18. Alcohol poisoning. When he wasn't drinking he was a decent father. Made sure I was taken care of. When he passed it hurt but not that much since he was gone most of the time when he was alive.

When I first moved to Charming I met the Sons on accident.

*Flashback*

I was just inside Charming when my front tire blew. I had stopped to change it but I forgot the spare was also flat and I hadn't changed it out yet. I didn't have any clue if there was a tow place in this town so I just sat down by my car until another passed. Luckily they stopped and were kind enough to give me a lift to the place. They dropped me off outside the gates and I walked in alone. As I walked I saw a row of bikes to my left up against a railing and cars were parked to my right. I saw a couple people working on some cars so I went to the office. There was a lady there. Blackish hair,  all black clothes from what I could tell. She looked frustrated from her body language.

"Excuse me. Ma'am?" I knocked on the door a couple times so I wouldn't startled her. She looked up at me and gave a forced smile. "No Ma'am darling. I'm Gemma. What can I do for you?" She was sweeter than I thought she would be. She had stood up and shifted a few papers around. "I was hoping you might be able to give me a tow. My tire went flat just inside the city line and I stupidly forgot that my spare was also flat." I gave her a smile as she motioned for me to follower her back out the door and stood close to the bay doors of the garage. "Tig come here." She yelled at one of the guys who was working on a car. He had curly black hair, brown eyes, wearing what I assumed was the shops work shirt, black jeans with a chain probably for his wallet, and biker boots. From his outfit I assumed he owned one of the bikes that were lined up. As he walked closer he was wiping his hands on a rag and smiled when he saw us standing there. "What can I do for you Gem? Who is this?" He still had a smile on his face as he looked at me. For some reason I felt my face get a little warm as well as other parts of me. "She needs a tow. I need Opie here to finish up that car. Owns getting frustrated." He just nodded his head and motioned for me to follow him to the tow truck. We got in and I told him were to go. We got there and he started to hooked it up as I watched. "So what happened?" He gestured to my car. "Don't know for sure. Tire blew as soon as I got here and I planned on changing it myself but my stupid self forgot that my spare was also flat. Happened a few states ago. Never had a chance to get a new one." I just shrugged my shoulders as he finished what he was doing. "Well we'll make sure that you get a new one just in case this happens again. Or you can call me and I'll come pick it up." He had a smirk on his lips as he walked rather close to me and handed me a card with his number on one side and the garages number on the other. I smirked at him knowing where he was trying to take this. "Thanks.i could probably do the tire myself but you never know I might just call you for fun." He a somewhat shocked expression on his face as we got back in the truck. I was shocked myself. I was never that daring before but there was something about him.