Skyler's Chance

A Plan

Something was keeping Skyler awake, a bad feeling she couldn't shake. She felt safe here at the clubhouse, someone was always there, but she still couldn't settle down. Pacing the floor and cleaning random things, she walks past Chibs, who grabs her arm. "Wha's wron' luv ?" Knowing he wouldn't let up until she talked, she relented and sighed, "I can't sit still. I can't shake this bad feeling." He nods, "Don' be worried, lassie. You are safe." He pats her arm before walking into the kitchen. Turning around, she sees Kozik waking up from where he was sleeping on the sofa. Things have been tense between the two of the since Tig's birthday party. She knows the two of them don't get along too well, and Tig has no problem making Kozik jealous by flirting with her. But if Kozik is truly not interested, she needs to move on. Maybe she should just break the tension. Pouring a cup of coffee for Kozik and one for her, she walks over to him and hands it to him. He is surprised at first, then says sarcastically "I think you've mistaken me for Tig." Glaring down at him, she slams it in the end table and walks away. She needs some air.

A.J. does not like anyone who isn't white. Showing up at the red house and seeing a few of the Mayans there, prepping the drugs, he doesn't stay long. Handing Darby the money Zobelle sent, Darby asks, "Have you seen my daughter ? We talk sometimes but she's not around." A.J. shook his head, lying to Darby's face, "No, I have no idea where she is. But if I see her, I'll let you know." He smiles and Darby just looks at him. After leaving, A.J heads to Impeccable Smokes to meet up with Zobelle. One day, he will branch out on his own and be his own boss. But for now, he needs to be a good soldier to get the job done. And if that includes taking care of a Skyler, who's the biggest threat since she's staying with the Sons, so be it. Maybe after Darby and Zobelle take over Charming with the drugs, A.J. will take his cut, add it in with his stash, and leave California. He has family in New York and in Florida, so starting over wouldn't be an issue. Walking into the shop, he sees Zobelle talking with the president of the Mayans, Alvarez. A.J. doesn't hide his tattoos and Alvarez's men just ignore him when he walks in.

After Alvarez leaves, A.J. stands by the counter, with his arms crossed and staring out the window, waiting for Zobelle to come back inside. "Did you drop off the money to Darby?" Zobelle asks, walking behind the counter as A.J continues to stare at the Mayans. "Yea I did. The other night I went to Jax's place and found Skyler's bike in his garage. I know it's hers because it has the black cross on it. They are hiding her." Zobelle notices A.J. stance, "To make this plan work, we need to work with others." A.J. shakes his head, "Even with their kind ?" Zobelle puts his hand up, "Even with the Mayans. And as long as you work for me, you'll work with whoever I say you need to work with." A.J. knows this is what he needs to do for now, including keeping his temper in check, so he changes the subject back to Skyler. "What do you want me to do about her? She's a liability now that she's on the Sons side." Zobelle taps his fingers on the glass counter, "Well, can you handle this? Seems like last time I told you to scare her, you scared her right into their grasp." A.J. loses his cool, "You should've let me take care of her then. Wasn't my fault you let the bitch live." Zobelle stands straight and straightens his tie, "I told you to scare her so she stays quiet, not beat her ass so she runs away. One more screw up and you are done. You can leave." A.J. glares at his boss, but doesn't respond, he turns and leaves.

The Sons were sitting around church, talking about Zobelle. "We need to hit him, hard and fast." Clay states, lighting up a cigar. Bobby shakes his head, "No, brother, we need to wait and strike. This could end up bad." Some of them nod, as the others shake their head. "Let's vote on it, if yay we strike tonight. Zobelle's daughter told me they have a meeting at the Townsend hall tonight at 7pm, we get them then. In and out, take them all down." Jax shakes his head, "This isn't a good idea. I say we wait." Clay gets angry, leans up in his chair, "And wait for him to blow up our clubhouse next time? He almost killed Chibs. We strike back, get rid of them tonight. Let's vote." Voting went Clay's way, and church was finished. Leaving the chapel, they begin to gear up for tonight, getting guns and ammo together, and packing it in the van. Jax goes outside to smoke, still mad it didn't swing his way. Something is going to happen, but they club voted and he cannot turn his back. After packing up the van and hiding it in the garage, they prepare for a lock down. This may get ugly.

Sitting up on the roof, Skyler watches the guys leave in the black van. The clubhouse is filled with people and she needed space, especially since her P.T.S.D. has her on edge and she doesn't want to be in a crowd. She knows she can't hide forever, and Gemma will need help in the kitchen, so she heads back inside, but stops to grab her phone from the dorm room. Flipping it open, she sees a missed phone call. She doesn't recognize the number so she doesn't call it back. It starts ringing again with the same number. She sits on the bed and picks it up, "Hello, is this Skyler Darby?" A male voice asks. "Yes this is her." "Skyler, this is deputy Hale, I'm calling about your dad, he's locked up at Charming P.D., and we need you to post his bail." Skyler shakes her head, "And if I can't ?" "Well, he will be transferred to county. He only wants to see you." Clay said no one in or out unless a prospect went with them. And it's her dad, so surely they would understand why she needed to go down there. Grabbing some cash, she heads out and pulls a prospect aside. "I need you to take me to Charming P.D."