Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

Seeds Episode: Chapter 6

After seeing all the guys leave, Pixie felt intensely alone again and tried to distract herself by working on her bike, quickly becoming deeply focused on it. About an hour or two in, she'd cleaned all the grime from it, checked the tyres, polished the chrome details, and was now using a spanner to tighten some of the nuts that had come loose.

"Hey Pi-" A voice came from behind her. Pixie jumped at the unexpected intruder, her heart beating wildly as adrenaline coursed through her veins. She swung around and launched the spanner at the person, not realising until the spanner was hurtling towards his head, that it was in fact, Juice. Juice's eyes went wide, and he managed to duck in time as the spanner flew past him, glanced from the metal shutter with a 'clang' and went clattering across the lot a little way.

"What the hell, Pixie?!" Juice yelped as he straightened up from his frantic ducking position and looked at how Pixie was standing opposite him, wide-eyed and pale.

Pixie gasped as she realised, she'd almost hit her friend. "Oh my gosh! Juice! Are you okay? You scared me half to death!" She reached for him, trying to check he was alright and began fussing over him, frantically trying to make sure she hadn't harmed her new friend.

"Yeah, you didn't get me." Juice assured Pixie, putting his hands on her shoulders. "I'm sorry I spooked you, are you okay? Tig said something about you being jumpy, but damn." He asked, concerned, seeing how frazzled Pixie was over being surprised like that.

"Yeah, I think you just jump started my heart. My edginess is the result of being a Son I guess." Pixie reasoned rubbing over her heard as it hammered away against her ribcage.

"Constantly on your toes?" Juice asked with a knowing look, he had to admit, when things got tough, he was flighty too.

"Yeah." Pixie agreed, nodding her head and looking down at the garage bay floor.

"I know the feeling. I just came to check on you, I did a fly past and saw the lights on in the garage and wanted to make sure you were safe." Juice explained, watching Pixie try and pull herself together.

She smiled. "You didn't have to do that, Juice, thank you. Aren't you supposed to be on your way to dinner?" Pixie asked him, looking concerned that he could be running late.

"Yeah, but I just had a feeling. Call me a worrier, but it's been a while since we checked in with each other." Juice elaborated, wanting to make sure Pixie knew he cared about her feelings and was anxious about her wellbeing.

"I'll be okay Juice, I'm just working on my bike, then I'll lock up and go to bed." Pixie smiled at him, trying to ease his anxieties and brush it off before she got too deep. Juice picked up the spanner she threw and passed it to her. Pixie reached for it and Juice's eyebrows knitted together in concern as he realised Pixie's hands were shaking badly.

He gently took her wrist. "Hey what's this? You sure you're okay?" Juice asked softly, brown eyes softening as he watched the uncontrollable shakes and saw how Pixie's caramel skin was paling.

Pixie looked down at her hands and realised what was happening. Her chest tightened and she felt the familiar feeling of a panic attack rising. "Uh oh." Pixie murmured, she abruptly felt lightheaded and her legs buckled underneath her as she collapsed to the floor, gasping as the tears began to flow.

"Pixie!" Juice dropped down beside her, realising what was happening too. He panic attacks as well, usually in the middle of the night after a nightmare. "Pixie, I got you, it's gonna be alright." He soothed, he pulled her shaking torso to him, so her back was to his front and wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug. "Pixie, take deep breaths like me, okay? Do you know what triggered it?" He questioned working out what the cause was so he could alleviate it.