A few of the guys from SAMCRO were waiting in the waiting room of the local hospital to hear about a few of there guys. A simple errand went wrong. Tig was getting impatient which caused him to pace the hall.
Reaching the part of the hall where it turned right or go through the closed doors Tig turned around. A women came flying around the corner just missing him.
Spinning to him. "Excuse me, I'm running late." Pulling her hair up in a ponytail, rushing down the hall.
"Girl where have you been?" One of the nurses from behind the counter said.
Holding up her hands. "I am so sorry, Annette called me crying."
"Be glad your first appointment is slower than a snail." The nurse warned.
Tig watched as the mystery gal who almost took him out moved behind the counter the nurse was. From there she slipped the faded green pants most of the nurses wore up under her skirt before removing the skirt itself. After that, she slipped the shirt with a bunch of random things on it Tig didn't recognize and left it at that.
He then saw his buddies from the waiting room walk out, then he saw why. The guys who shot his friends were walking in the hall. He saw red as did the others.
They got about two hits off before they were all in shock. The girl who was running late had come around the counter knocking out two guys before tripping one guy with her left foot. As he fell she moved her left foot at Chibs throat pressing him to the wall. She had quickly grabbed the guns off two of the other guys pointing one at the guy and Tig while the other gun was pointing at Juice on the floor.
Cocking the guns. "Listen well because if you don't I will shoot every single one of you in a limb."
"I'd listen too. She always aims for the family jewels first." The nurse she was talking to earlier spoke. By now they had onlookers from people who were walking in the halls.
Smirking at them. "If I catch anyone of you in here again and this mess happens. You all will be in a body cast you here?" None of them said a word. "Nod-like you understand me." When they did she backed off. "I'm keeping these, thank you very much. Now get out of here before I break one of your arms."
Tig was waiting outside the hospital when the mystery girl emerged from it. He pulled up in front of her when she hit the bottom step. "Oh jeez, what do you want now? Another beat down? Because I'm going to start charging."
Leaning on his bike. "Never seen a chic take out five guys who each outweigh her by like 150."
"Congratulations on meeting one of the 99% of the other women who are not a hooker, porn star or some other female in the sex trade."
Stopping her when she tried to sidestep him. "Give me a name."
"Why?"
"Because I asked."
"You didn't ask you demanded. And I refuse to share my name with someone who doesn't ask properly."
Leaning on his bike. "What is your name?"
"Odette."
Climbing back on his bike. "Fine don't tell me."
"Seriously dude it's Odette."
Hands resting on his bike handles. "What kind of name is that?"
"Way to win a person over, mock her name."
"Your kind of a bitch."
Crossing her arms firmly. "You mock my name after fighting where I work, though I'm the bitch. Your priorities are extremely askew."
"A what?"
Sighing "I can't take this anymore. Why are you still here? Your ill-washed, overabundance in black and leather-clad friends left two hours ago."
"You are hot and I want to take you out."
Odette's eyebrow arched. "Seriously? Where would you take me? The automotive place your guys stay at? Oh yay, let me go get my good shoes."
"What is your deal? Why are you such a bitch?"
"Minus being late to work I was having a good day till some goon squad decided to have blow out in the halls of the local hospital. Just because you are in a bike gang don't make you the law. Just means you found yourself a family you got to choose. Now excuse me, I have another place to be." Turning around to him after she passed him. "And I'm named after the character in Swan Lake. Odette is the heroine of the story, she is also the beautiful princess who is as well the Swan Queen. So thanks in mocking my name before knowing the history behind it."
Tig didn't know what it was about this women but he was intrigued. Normally if the opposite sex gave him this much trouble he'd immediately move on to someone else, someone easier.
Unable to let this go, Tig followed Odette. He watched as she took off on her bicycle. She waved at a few people she passed, stopping on the corner that had a florist. Tig watched as the florist made his way over to Odette handing her a flower. Thanking him she took off and Tig continued to follow her. Odette pulled up to the local martial arts building for those wanting to take martial arts classes.
Odette forgot her flower in the basket of her bike after locking it up and came back to get it. She spotted Tig as she reached her bike. "You guys are stalkers now? I thought you all were either shoot them up or kick there ass kind of gang." Walking over to him.
"How would you know what we do?" Leaning on his bike handles.
Becoming bored with the situation. "You guys come to the hospital enough."
Tig pulled next to Odette when she walked away from him. "I'm not done talking with you."
"You may not be but I am. I have to go to my second job. You know what a job is, its what us normal people have." Going back inside.
It had been days since Odette's run-in with Tig. The last thing she needed was to see him today. Her day just kept going in the hole the second she stepped out of her house.
Odette sat on the bench outside of the fancy restaurant Manresa. She was done up real nice playing on her phone, ignoring the sounds around her, including a motorcycle that happened to be pulling up in front of her. "Stood up?" A voice called out.
Looking up from her cell she saw Tig. "You wish." Standing up, Odette walked over to him. Tig eyed her up and down in her red dress that was tight on her bodice, pushing up her boobs a little. At the hip, the dress puffed out a little, which came down to her knees. "What are you doing here? Going to shoot someone?"
"Odette! Odette get away from that guy." A tall brunette with piercing green eyes in a three-piece suit called out grabbing at her elbow. "His kind are criminals."
Snorting some. "Some criminals. I kick their ass at the hospital a few days ago."
"That's no way for a lady to talk or act. Now let's go, we have reservations."
Waving at Tig. "Have fun shooting someone tonight." She joked as the stranger escorted her into the restaurant.
"This is why I wanted you to stop working at the hospital and the karate place."
Pulling her arm free when they were inside. "Can you save the lecture till later? I really would like to go one night without you bringing up what I'm doing wrong."
"I wouldn't have to lecture you if you just listen to me. If I had it my way you wouldn't be working at such scum filled places."
"Must you be such an asshole Harvey?" Odette threw at him following the host to their table. For the couple, the night never got any better.
Odette had just finished with a physical therapy session the next day when Tig walked in. "Nice boyfriend you got there."
"When I imagined having a stalker you looked nothing like him." She faced him.
Playing with one of the stethoscopes he saw. "Sex must be good."
"Excuse me?"
Putting the stethoscope down where he found it. "It must be why you are with an asshole like that."
"Just when I think you couldn't be cruder."
"You know you like it." He smirked walking over to her.
Odette couldn't hide the disgusted look on her face. "Why are you here?" Backing away from him.
"Waiting for a friend. Gunshot wound."
Rolling her eyes. "Of course you are. How stupid of me to not think of such a thing."
"I have a feeling you are anything but that."
Beginning to set up for her next patient. "If I didn't have a boyfriend you'd still have no chance."
"I think your lying. I've seen the way you have looked at me, undressing me with your eyes." Tig smirked tugging on his vest.
Odette couldn't help but laugh at him. "You are freaking ridiculous you know that right?"
"And you're hot." One of Tig's biker buds stuck his head in the room saying their friend was done.
Not long after Tig left one of the nurses came in. "Looks like the rest of your day just cleared up."
"It has?"
"Mr. Fletcher went into surgery just now. Dr. Culver just got an opening for him. So he's out till the doctor gives him the green light. And Mrs. Miller's fever has returned so we moved her to tomorrow unless her fever hasn't left her."
Grabbing her pack with her belongings. "Sweet, I've got a bunch of things to take care of at home."
Odette walked out of the hospital to find her bicycle had two flat tired. Swearing under her breath Tig pulled up on his motorcycle. He held out a helmet which she reluctantly took climbing onto the vehicle. When Tig felt Odette's arms around his body he took off.
"I hope you know just because I let you give me a ride home doesn't mean you're going to get in my pants," Odette told him when she climbed off the bike after reaching her house.
Climbing off as well. "You don't know what your missing." He smirked at her.
"What is wrong with you? Seriously." Odette made her way inside her home with Tig on her heels.
"The jury is still out on that." He looked around her place. "Nice digs."
Dropping her purse on a nearby chair. "Are you aware of the rudeness to walking into someone's home when you are not invited? Especially if they aren't friends."
"I'm hurt that you don't think of me as your friend. I consider you my friend." Placing a hand over his heart.
Her head shook slowly with a hard glare at him. "You're a lying sack of shit dude."
"You kiss your boyfriend with that mouth?"
"I clean it up with orbit before I do."
Tig snorted. "I bet that boyfriend loves that biting wit of yours."
"Its none of your business. Now can you please leave? You've overstayed your welcome. Especially since you weren't invited in."
Odette began pushing him out. "Well just so you know, you are a horrible hostess. You never even offered me something to drink."
"It's a good thing I'm not going for the best hostess award. Bye." Odette slammed the door in his face.
Tig was at the clubhouse working on a car with two of the prospects at the garage the sons ran. When a car pulled up he had one of the lackeys attend to the person. "Now you're too good for me?" Odette stood in front of the car.
Wiping his hands on a rag. "What are you doing here?" Walking over to her.
"This is the mechanics and this car is in need of service. I need the tires rotated and the oil changed."
Tig took the keys Odette was holding out. "Should be ready in half an hour."
"Do you have a waiting room?"
Handing the keys to one of the prospects. "You know how to change tires and the oil."
"Are you sure they know what they are doing?" Odette asked as Tig walked her over to the clubhouse. "Because if they don't I'm kicking your ass."
"They know what they are doing."
A few heads turned to them as they walked inside. "Did you seriously just show up with the chic from the hospital?!" Juice said from behind the bar when the saw her.
"Odette." Holding out her hand, when he didn't shake it she retracted it. "Understandable if I was you, I wouldn't like me either. I did kick your ass."
Tig got two beers from behind the bar. "What is she doing here?" Chibs angrily asked as he and Clay came from the back.
"Let it go you guys." Taking one of the beers Tig was offering her.
Clay pointed at her. "Who is she?"
"Odette, the chic that kicked these three guys ass in the hospital when they decided to rumble with some other guys."
Clay started to laugh. "That kicked your guy's asses?! I think we found our first female recruit."
"That has a name and its Odette. I know you guys know how to use names. I've seen and heard you use them before."
"What kind of name is that?" Clay finally caught his breath from laughing.
Gulping at her beer. "It's the name of the princess who also gets turned into a swan in the ballet Swan Lake."
"Ballet?! Really Tig? Of all girls pants, you can get into, you pick the ass-kicking princess?" Chibs grumbled.
Sliding off the stool. "I just came to have a car worked on. As for anyone getting in my pants, it's not Tig. Thanks for the beer." Odette exited where she came in.
They watched her leave. "I like that one." Clay laughed a little more.
"Why do you ride your bike everywhere if you have a car?" Tig joined her outside.
"Not my car. Harvey asked if I would bring it in while he was at work."
Sitting on the table they had outside the clubhouse. "Harvey?"
"Like Tig is any better."
Leaning on his knees. "Its better than Harvey."
"What is your real name?" Odette looked up at him from her seat.
Tig didn't answer for a moment. "Alexander."
"No way! I love that name!"
Looking down at her. "You do?"
"I've always loved the name Alexander. It's always been kind of a turn on for me, I don't know why."
The two that were working on the car approached. "Your car is ready ma'am." One said.
"Thank you, I'll see you around. Alexander." Odette smiled at Tig when she left.
One of the prospects looked to him. "Is that your real name?"
"Shut the hell up." Tig went back inside.