Savannah Harper has lived in Charming all of her life but as the daughter of a preacher, she's led a pretty sheltered life. When Gemma Teller-Morrow hires her to help out with the SAMCRO kids and the office at TM, to say that she has a culture shoc...
Juice backed his bike into his spot and killed the engine, letting Savannah get off before he did. He grinned when he looked toward the clubhouse and saw the petite figure sitting on a picnic table doing something on her phone. Jax fell in step beside them as they made their way in her direction.
"Who is this chick, man?"
Juice just grinned and nodded as he led them over. When they got close, the woman jumped down from the table and met them, giving Juice a tight hug to Jax and Savannah's surprise. When she pulled back, she shook her head and laughed. "Dude, romance looks good on you! Is this your girl?" When he nodded, she stuck her hand out to Savannah. "Trixie Donovan."
Savannah smiled and gripped Trixie's hand. "Savannah Harper. Nice to meet you."
Trixie grinned and nodded before growing serious. "It would seem that you have something pretty heavy to lay on me, Juicy."
Juice sighed and nodded, pointing toward the clubhouse. "Yeah. Why don't we go inside and we'll fill you in?" He turned to Jax. "You busy? I thought someone besides myself from the club should sit in as well."
Jax grinned and shook his head. "Nah, man, I'm not busy. Let's use the chapel. More privacy for Savvy that way."
Juice nodded and they proceeded into the clubhouse, walking past Bobby and Chibs at the bar. Trixie stopped beside the Scot and wrinkled her nose. "Isn't it a little early for booze, Captain?"
Chibs just grinned at the small woman as Bobby chuckled and held up the coffee pot. "Yeah, but not for coffee. Care for a shot?"
Trixie put a hand over her heart and fluttered her eyelashes at him, making him laugh louder. "Darling, I would love you forever." She winked, making Chibs chuckle. "Late night last night."
Chibs eyed the petite woman beside him. "Who are ye, darlin?"
"The name's Trixie. You're probably gonna be seeing me a bit."
Chibs nodded. "Well, in that case, welcome lass."
Bobby nodded. "You're the newspaper source."
Trixie touched the side of her nose, making him chuckle. "That would be correct, sir." She nodded to both men before snatching up the coffee mug Bobby sat in front of her and following behind Juice, Savannah, and Jax. "Good day, gentlemen."
When she got inside, Jax shut the door as she hopped up on the table, making him shake his head. "There are plenty of chairs, darlin."
Trixie eyed him for a moment before turning her back to him. "Yeah, I'm observant too." She looked at Juice and Savannah. "Ok, who wants to fill me in on why we're here today?" Savannah nodded to Juice and he took a deep breath, telling Trixie everything. When he was through, she sat staring down at her crossed legs for a few minutes before lifting her gaze to Savannah. "First off, I want to tell you how very sorry I am that it happened to you. I'm telling you that because my first question is going to feel like I punched you in the face." When she had Savannah's full attention, she nodded to herself. "Why should I believe you? What if you just have a very big bone to pick with Jacob? Where's your proof?"
Savannah shook her head hopelessly as Juice's jaw tightened. Jax spoke up from behind her. "Wait... you don't fucking believe her?"
Trixie sighed and shook her head. "That's not what I said, chief. I'm assuming that since we're sitting here discussing it in such a civil manner that I'm not going to be called to cover the scene of a murder for the paper." When Juice nodded, she continued. "So, that being the case, I have to also assume that you want to expose him. If that is the case, then I have to have something to work with." She leaned forward and took Savannah's hand in hers, squeezing gently. "Did your parents take you to the doctor after the fact? Was there a rape kit collected?"
Savannah nodded, a spark of hope shining in her eyes. "Yes! It was given to Chief Unser."
Even as Trixie nodded, Jax spoke up again, getting up and moving closer to Juice. "Yeah, but wouldn't he throw it away if they were trying to cover for Hale?"
Trixie shook her head, giving him a pitying look. "Oh honey, Unser doesn't throw anything away. He's probably still got the first girlie magazine he got off to." She shook her head as Savannah snickered. "No, it's there somewhere. He may have buried it, but it's there." She sighed, nodding to herself. "I'm also going to assume that we don't think this is the only time it happened, yeah?"
Juice looked at her and shook his head. "It can't be. That wouldn't make any sense."
Trixie sighed and nodded. "Yeah, that's what I think too." She clapped her hands together and smiled at Savannah. "Ok. then, time to get some more evidence."
Jax snorted, getting her attention. "And just how to do you propose to do that?"
Trixie tilted her head at him. "Easy Sparky. I'm gonna crawl up every orifice that he has. I'm going to dissect his life. By the time I'm done, I'll be able to tell you whether he wears boxers or briefs, and I'll definitely know if there were other women that didn't want his attention."
Juice stood up as she jumped down off of the table. "Where do you plan on starting?"
Trixie sighed and grinned. "I'm going to start with Unser. I need you to start tearing apart his financials. I need to know if he's paid any money to anyone out of the ordinary."
