Surviving Charming

Guard Dog

" You will be on lock down for now, here in the clubhouse, until things blow over. You can't leave without a patch with you, for two reasons: one- we don't know what type of
people Mike was dealing with so we want you and Gracie safe, and two- If Stahl has you taken into custody for whatever reason, someone will know and we can alert Lowen to meet you at the station. Hopefully it won't take long. Any questions? Do you need to go off the TM property today ?" Clay explains to Hannah. She pauses for a moment, then looks up from her cereal, "I have Gracie's orientation for kindergarten in an hour, I need to shop for her birthday party afterwards, and I have class tonight. Do I need to have a patch with me, or can Gemma just take me ?" Clay shakes his head, " While I know my wife would love any excuse to go shopping, I prefer to have a patch go with you because of Mike. " He looks around," Chibs, take Hannah where she needs to go then bring her back here." Hannah just groans, shoveling more cereal in her mouth and grumbling to herself.

The ride was awkward, as Chibs just drove the black van around where ever Hannah needed to go. She tried to make small talk, but he barely said two words to her. Finally, she gave up. Pulling into the school parking lot, she turns to him," Can you leave the Kutte in the van please ? I've never done this before and I don't want the teachers to get scared." He just glared at her, but reluctantly placed his leather on the seat. Orientation went great, and he even said yes to being the other emergency contact for Gracie. Hannah didn't bother to try talking to him while birthday party shopping, so she purposely took her time getting what was on her list. By the time they were done and pulling back into the TM lot, she walked up to Clay and begged him to have someone else take her to school. Chibs stomped over to the garage, and shut the office door. Clay turned to Hannah " Went that well, huh?" Hannah shook her head," He's a prick. Can Koz take me to school please ?" Clay chuckled and agreed. Kozik grinned from ear to ear, but when he tried to walk towards the van, Hannah stopped him.

" I don't want to ride in the van. Take me on your bike please." Kozik nodded and climbed on, as Hannah adjusted the purple helmet he bought her in Tacoma. Even though she had sunglasses on, she could see two sets of eyes peeking through the blinds in the office window. One was Gemma, the narrowed ones were Chibs. And he wasn't happy. Kozik fires up his bike and leaves with Hannah holding on tight, a small smirk on her face. " You know, you need to either tell her how you feel, or one of your brothers will snatch her up. What's going on?" Gemma asks Chibs, who scoffs," Nothin'. May' he can have her. " Gemma shakes her head, and before she says anything else, Chibs walks into the garage. Just then, a possible customer pulls into the lot in a small, red car. Getting out is an older, gray haired man, looking a little lost. Tig walks towards him," Can I help you?" The man walks towards the shop," Yes, I am looking for Hannah Ryan. I'm her landlord, Matt, and I need to talk to her about cleaning out the rental. I think the police are finished processing it, and she needs decide if she wants to stay or leave since Dan is deceased." Chibs is standing outside, smoking and eavesdropping. " She's not here, she's in class. I can have her call you if you can give me your number." Tig explained.

Class was cut short, due to the teacher getting sick. When Hannah went back out to the lot, she didn't see Kozik on his bike waiting for her. Instead, it was Chibs. She's not happy and neither is he." Where is Kozik? Why are you here?" Chibs grunts." Jus' get on, pian na mo asal." Hannah is really mad now," You are such an asshole. I really need my own car." Climbing on, and riding off, neither of them notice the green suv that's trailing them. Jax and Juice were out for a ride and catch up along side of Chibs and Hannah, so Chibs follows them to a gas station for cigs. Hannah walks into the store, alone, as the man in the suv parks and walks in after her. Casually following her around as she picks up some snacks. A few minutes later, Jax and Chibs come inside, and Juice watches the bikes. As she is standing in line listening to music with her earphones in and looking at the magazines, the customer in front of her starts to get nasty with the clerk. Sensing a fight, the man who tailed them earlier pulled Hannah behind him but keeping his hand on her hip, just as the other man pulled out a knife. Jax and Chibs heard the commotion as the knife wielding customer takes off running down the aisle. Jax gets into a scuffle with him but before Chibs could intervene, the clerk pulls a gun out, subduing the troublemaker. Hannah turns to the man who kept her from harm, offering to pay for his food," Thanks for that. I wasn't paying attention." The man smiles, " It's ok, you don't need to. I'm Nate." Hannah smiles," Hannah, nice to meet you."

Nate's smile faded as he stepped back. Hannah is puzzled, and turns around to see both Jax and Chibs standing very close behind her. Jax says," Go out with Chibs, I'll pay for your snacks darlin." She doesn't argue, just puts her stuff on the counter and walks out. Chibs tried to grab her arm, but she jerks it away, stomping towards the bikes. Standing by Jax's bike, Chibs turns to her," What're doin?" Hannah ignored him. Jax comes out and hands her the bag and Juice watches the entertainment." Can I ride with you, please?" Jax chuckles,"Sure." "No." Chibs barks, Hannah doesn't even look his way, continues to look at Jax, slightly pouting. Chibs barks again" No." Jax chuckles again," Think your guard dog wants you with him. I need to head home anyways. Behave Hannah." Hannah scoffs, and climbs onto the bike behind Chibs. Getting even angrier, she finds a soft spot on his neck, and bites him, hard enough for him to jump then look back at her and growl. As they leave, Nate sits back and watches before following them again, this time at a further distance now that she has seen his face.

pian na mo asal- pain in my ass