Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

Kids Again

The next day, after breakfast, (strawberry pop tarts for Pixie, fruity pebbles for Juice and toast for Chibs), the trio made their way to the clubhouse to see how everyone was getting on, Pixie was anxious to check in with Jax and Lowell, wanting to make sure both of them had gotten through the night without incident. When they pulled into the lot, Tig was sitting outside with a cigarette, next to a grumpy looking Jax. Pixie took her helmet off and turned off her bike, grinning as Tig jogged over, picking her up immediately for a hug and a kiss.

"Missed you, baby doll, you okay?" He greeted.

"Yeah, I slept really well, and had a good night with Juice and Chibbie." Pixie said, hugging Tig close. "Was everything okay last night?"

"Yeah, Tara wasn't happy to have Jax or especially me over, but no sign on Kohn. Dropped her off at the hospital, made her wear a pager to beep me if she spots Kohn, and then took Jax here." Tig explained.

"Thanks, you're the best." Pixie kissed him. "If H isn't doing anything, we could always send him to lurk in the carpark."

"I think if Tara sees another Sons kutte in her vicinity that isn't Jax's, she's gonna start using the pistol she carries in her handbag." Tig smirked.

"Well she's the one that's trying to use Jax to get rid of her problem." Pixie said, sounding a little protective. "Speaking of which, I called Happy by the way, he wants to come see me fight."

"He's in the clubhouse, H and Cherry spent most of yesterday cleaning it all up. Bobby tracked down new mattresses and the rooms are almost back to normal." Tig said, setting Pixie down so he could greet Chibs and Juice, the four of them walking towards the clubhouse, instead of going in with the others, Pixie sat down on the bench next to Jax.

"You're making Eeyore look like the happiest donkey on earth, what's up?" Pixie asked, grabbing Jax's hand.

"Just a lot on my mind." Jax grunted.

"You mad I ordered you around last night?"

"Nah, nothin' a couple rounds in the ring with you won't fix." Jax gave her a half-smile. He shook his head. "I've been tryin' to figure out why Tara stayed in Charming after she finished clearing out her dad's place. She hated this place, broke up with me and left for Chicago as soon as she could, never wanted to be a part of the club either, now all of a sudden, it's like she never left, never broke it off." Jax explained, he turned his head and looked at Pixie. She had her nose wrinkled in the specific way she did when she was holding something back because she thought she might get into trouble. "What?" He asked her.

"I've been thinking about it too, it didn't make sense to me... until I realised what was really going on."

Jax sat back against the bench. "And what's that?"

"She's using you, Jax." Pixie said gently.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jax said indignantly.

"Listen, when Tara was in Chicago, did she ever call you, or text you, or even visit you?" Pixie asked.

"No. nothin'." Jax grunted.

"And then all of a sudden, after she gets out of an abusive relationship, of which the cops can't help her with, 'coz they guy's a deranged fed, she pops out of the woodwork, as if nothing ever happened, being the girl you fell for when you guys were teens." Pixie explained. "I didn't want to believe it, because I always want to see the best in everyone, but I'd be stupid to ignore the signs, and I'd hate for you to get hurt over this." Pixie continued, rubbing Jax's hand.
"You're thinkin' that Tara's usin' me and the club to get rid of Kohn?"