SONS of ANARCHY One Shots

Somebody's Watching Me

Summary: You have been the bartender at the Sons Clubhouse for years. You seen a lot in that time, death, heartbreak, new life, you name she's seen it. Rane Quinn just patched in and he's intrigued by you. Ever get the feeling someone is watching you?

Shelly's POV

I have been the bartender for the Sons going on ten years now, I acquired my job when my pos car broke down and a young Jackson Teller had towed me into the lot and I haven't look back since, I had gained a family and I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. They were a crazy bunch but they were loyal, fierce and hell we could party like no tomorrow.

* Flashback *

I had just rolled into Charming from Nevada when my pos Honda decided to finally died on me. I knew it was a matter of time before it did, I mean the car was on it's last leg. I was really wanting it to last just a bit longer but luck was not on my side, I had just left a bad relationship with a man who rather drink all day and have me wait on him hand and foot. Lazy ass what he was, he didn't love me and finally it hit me and left.

As I was deep in thought I hadn't heard a truck behind me or the handsome man who was knocking on my window.

" Car trouble darlin'?"
" No, I just thought it was a nice place to sit and have a rest." Man I loved my sarcasm.
" You're funny, here let me hook up your car and tow it back to Teller-Morrow to have it looked at."
" Lead the way blonde."

He just laughed at me and proceeded to hook up my car, I sat in the truck and was talking to a man with scars on his cheeks and had a Scottish accent. Boy I was a sucker for accents, he wasn't bad looking either. Soon he finished up and we were on our way, and we just chatted away like old friends who were catching up.

Eventually we made to Teller-Morrow and boy I saw the Harley's and I was in love. I'm a sucker for a bike and the man riding it, it's a kink of mine and I am not afraid to admit to it. I got out of the cab and headed into the office like Jax instructed me to, and meet the Matriarch of the Club. She was beautiful but you could tell she was fierce, she held her head hi.

Come to find out my car was not fixable and they would send it to the scrap yard and gave me the money for it. I wasn't bummed but now I have no car and no job, and I have to find a place to stay. Gemma must had sensed something because she spoke up,

" If your looking for work, we are in need of a bartender. Gives you free room and board, you can save up for another ride."

And that is how my relationship formed with the boys, but it wasn't always rainbows and sunshine. I have been in several raids in the Clubhouse, them going to prison, death, lockdowns. You name it, I was in the thick of it. I wasn't a Old Lady but the guys would turn to me for advice, having a drinking buddy, or anything really. I didn't think of them in an intimate way, I was their friend.

* Present Day *

It was a typical day at the Clubhouse, boys were either in the garage, shooting pool, playing cards or entertaining a Croweater. I was behind the bar reading my book when walked in a mountain of a man, he was fucking gorgeous. He walked over to Happy and did the whole bro hug thing and the rest of the guys came around and hugged him too.

I was sitting there still reading when the rest of the guys came in and Clay called Church, so they all went in and I was still reading when they came back out an hour later. So I put down my book and got all of them beers and got out the shot glasses.

" Baby girl the Prospect is going to cover you tonight because it's a Patch party and we want you here to have fun." Clay told me and I nodded.

So I went home and got ready. Since it was a Patch in party I decided to wear something very sexy, I am not trying to impress anyone but just wanted to feel sexy tonight. I always tried to dress up every once in a while. I had just parked my car in my spot and got out, I started to hear wolf whistles from the guys, it wasn't unusual for the guys to whistle at me.

" Damn Doll, trying to get someone beat up looking like that?"

I just laughed at his antics and went inside to find Gemma. She was sitting at the table with Tara and Donna, and I decided to join them. I sat down and started to talk to them. Ever had that feeling someone was watching you? I was feeling exactly that.

" You ok babe?" Gemma asked
" Yeah, just I feel eyes on me."
" That's because the new guy hasn't taken his eyes off you all night." Tara said with a smirk and took a drink of her beer.

I was thinking why was he looking at me? I was no one special. Yeah I am beautiful but I never thought a man would find me attractive, I mean I hang around bikers all day. I went out for air and had a mountain size shadow following me.

" Hey, Shelly is it?"
" Yeah."
" Rane Quinn, but ever one calls me Quinn."
" Well nice meeting you Quinn, and welcome to SAMCRO."
" Thanks it is nice not being NOMAD anymore, with all the others patching into other Charters I had to disband and decided to join the Mother Charter."

That is how the night went on and we sat there getting to know each other, he was so sweet to me. Didn't try to get in my pants, was actually looking at me and not my tits. We talked til the sun came up, I didn't want it to end and he sensed it. We decided to try a relationship, and I never looked back.