Fly By Night | Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction | Jax Teller x OC

Chapter Three

"You got a second, honey?"

Allie glanced up at her dad's voice, smiling at the sight of him in her doorway. He grinned brightly, running a hand over his dark slicked-back hair, and motioned toward her office to silently ask permission to enter. Seeing as how he'd just merged with his biggest competition and successfully absorbed that business into his own only a few days ago, he didn't really need to ask permission to do anything around here, but she appreciated the gesture.

"Sure, Dad. What's up?"

Jimmy shrugged a little too easily for her liking as he ventured deeper inside her office. His eyes grazed over the clean walls and their sparse, but tasteful, office decor with amusement flickering across his features. He believed every wall in the studio should be decorated with their myriad of award-winning movie posters and trophy cases abound. Allie didn't quite agree.

While she'd been around her dad's line of work in some shape or form just about her entire life, she didn't necessarily feel the need to flaunt it the way he did.

"I just wanted to touch base with you about some plans for the party this week."

Allie blew out a sigh but smiled at him anyway, shuffling some of the new actors' contracts on her desk. All this paperwork wasn't going to finish itself, but she couldn't exactly tell her dad no. He tended to run just about everything by her when it came to the business, and she didn't want him to think she was ungrateful or didn't have the time to listen.

"I don't remember party planning being part of my job description, but okay."

Jimmy laughed, sinking down into the chair across from her and gestured to the stack of contracts in her hand. "Everything goin' okay on that end?"

She just lifted a shoulder and tossed the stack on top of the pile on her already cluttered desk. "Pretty much. I'm still waiting for a few of them to sign on the dotted line, but other than that, no problems."

After the merger between Sweet Productions and Cara Cara - now owned by Samcro - was finalized, the next order of business was to send all twenty of Luann's actors their new contracts with the studio as well as signing on the crew members Jimmy had decided to keep. Then she'd dove headfirst into the steaming pile of mess Luann had left in her wake. While she'd made herself available for the inevitable questions about their new contracts, Allie had advised every single one of the new actors to retain their own attorneys to look over everything line by line. It never failed to amaze her how many of them chose not to take that advice.

"Well, that's good news. The sooner we get them all under contract and get their tests cleared, the sooner we can put them to work."

"I have to say I was a little surprised Luann took the club up on their offer," Allie shrugged. "I figured she would've cut and run as soon as the ink dried."

"Money is money," Jimmy shook his head with a laugh - she knew he couldn't really believe it either. Luann had actually just sent over her own new contract outlining her writing and directing duties at the studio, while also completely cutting her out of any business and financial decisions. Luann hadn't hesitated, but part of her wondered if this was going to make for some awkward situations about the studio.

"Anyway," Jimmy shifted gears with a wave of his hand. He opened his mouth to continue just as Allie's phone pinged on her desk. "You can get that if you need to, Allie."

She glanced at her phone with a frown, and when she saw who was texting, her heart dropped into her stomach. Her dad, however, didn't miss a beat.

"What is it?"

Allie swallowed quickly, tossing the phone further away from her, and just shook her head. "It's nothing."

"Allie."