Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

Pixie's Return

Pixie knew she was in for it the second she rode through the gates behind Tig and Clay. Chibs was sat on the table of one of the picnic benches smoking with Happy and Juice on either side of him. When Pixie parked up Chibs made a 'come here' motion at her and Pixie prepped herself for pleading her case to the jury. Tig and Clay walked over with her, getting ready to fill the others in on what happened with Laroy. Tig noticed that Pixie was nursing her arm against her side again and guessed the motorcycle riding she'd been doing had been tougher on her shoulder than Pixie had anticipated.

"Ye wanna tell me what the feck ye've been up to after ye Houdini-ed yer way outta tha clubhouse?" Chibs asked once Pixie reached him.

"I had to speak to Hale and then Skeeter." Pixie responded. "I got the names of the LOAN assholes who crashed our party and abducted Gem, and Skeeter's gonna get rid of the bodies for us, but I need help to clean up the warehouse. Oh, and I went to get my bike."

"Good work kiddo, what're the names? I'll start hunting." Juice spoke up.

"AJ Weston and Ethan Zobelle." Pixie told him. "Don't worry, Hale doesn't know what happened, just that we're looking into the assholes. I remembered he warned me and Jax about them yesterday after he met with them or somethin' and I figured he'd have remembered the names seeing as he's a cop."

"Smart." Juice responded and Happy nodded his agreement too.

"Yeah, I promise I wasn't just being a little shit for the sake of being a little shit, I had stuff to do, and if I had an escort, Hale wouldn't have opened up and Skeeter would've spent more time negotiating instead of getting to the bodies." Pixie told Chibs. "I'm sorry if I panicked you by disappearing."

"Ye shouldn't be ridin' yer bike, love, ye need ta let yer shoulder heal." Chibs told her.

"I know, it's hurtin' like a bitch right now, but everyone was busy and I wanted to get to it as quickly as I could, you'd be just as distraught if your bike got left behind." Pixie explained. "Now it's back, I promise I won't ride it again today. I learnt that lesson pretty well." Pixie said with a wince as she adjusted her arm.

"Good lass." Chibs smiled, seeing Pixie was trying to earnestly make amends. "I'm proud of ye fer sortin' the bodies and tha names. Want me to take a look at yer stitches?"

"Thanks, dad. I don't think I pulled them, becuase then there'd be a lot more blood, I think it's just the muscles complaining, I'll take some painkillers and try to relax it."

"Alright, if tha' pain gets worse or I catch ye usin' it, I'm gonna put a sling on ye."

"Oh no, I hate slings." Pixie pouted. "I'll be good, I promise."

"How'd it go with Laroy?" Juice asked.

"Pixie worked her charm and he's open to sitting down with Clay and Alvarez and putting together a peace treaty." Tig explained.

"We're gonna work out the details later." Clay added.

"Way to go, cariño!" Juice grinned, feeling proud of Pixie, she worked hard, that was for sure. He gave her a hi-five to make Pixie feel better and drive it home that she'd done a good job.

"Thanks, J." Pixie smiled. "If we can get Alvarez to work with us, that'd be huge, Mayans, Niners and Sons would be unstoppable."

"That is if we can get them all to agree." Clay mused.

"Would it kill you to be a little optimistic, Tin Man? It's like trying to work with fuckin' Grouchy Smurf." Pixie said frustratedly, making the other guys burst out laughing.

"Go make some drinks, Smurfette." Chibs chuckled, gently shooing her towards the door.

"You want beer or tea?" Pixie asked as she made her way to the clubhouse door.