I own nothing but my own characters! I love and respect the work of all involved with the Sons of Anarchy! Please be gentle this is the first time I've ever published any fan fiction I've written.

Love and Respect - R

I answered the knock on the door, it had to be me didn't it, me with my big mouth that I just couldn't stop.

"You have to be sweating like pigs in that leather dudes"

Like I said I just couldn't stop myself.

I watched as the two guys looked at each other, one looked gob smacked, obviously not expecting me, he shook his head slightly his dark short curly hair looking wild. Seemed to suit him. Wild and dangerous were practically in flashing lights above his head. The other had scars running across his cheeks but they didn't take away from his ruggedly handsome face, but gave him an edge.

Mr Ruggedly handsome chuckled, a deep throaty sound, then spoke with a Scottish accent.

"hey there lass, we're looking for Coby, would ya know where we can find him?"

"you know where he lives?" I asked

Again they looked at each other then wild an dangerous stared at me.

"yes" the scots man had stopped chuckling

"then why ask a stupid question"

They didn't seem to like my humour.

"we'd advise against pissing us off" wild an dangerous finally spoke

"Funny that" I smiled winningly "you look exactly like guys I don't take life advice from…………. Fancy that"

Wild an Dangerous looked like he wanted to strangle me, the scot stopped him from speaking with a quiet "calm down"

"is he here or not?!" the scot asked his accent more pronounced in his slight anger.

"yeah, hang on, DICKWOD!!!!!!" I shout

Both of them looked a little amused at this.

"family love" I said sarcastically "you gotta dig it"

I slammed the door closed and turned but not without seeing there surprised faces in the glass panels. My brother came wandering through

"you gotta stop calling me names sis"

"when you grow some balls I might" I rolled my eyes "two dudes in leather at the front door for you, didn't ask why, me, im hoping you've pissed em off n they do you over"

He looked mad and pushed me out the way

"god damn bitch" I heard him muttering as he opened the door.

"sorry guys she got no manners come in ……….."

I wandered out to the back garden to work on my tan, on the pretense of job hunting in the local paper of course, shame said paper was laid in the living room. Fuck it I'd earned a break for a month or so, course Coby didn't see it that way, even though he'd been a slacker most his adult life.

I laid on the blanket id put out earlier on the grass, sunshades removed along with sundress, check, polka dot bikini, check, annoying men all in house, check check check. Life couldn't of got any better, well vodka could've help, but I was never a day drinker, one day I will convince myself of this to. I thought to myself.

I laid peacefully, just listening to the world around me, stupid ipod needed charging or id have some real music blasting my ear drums.

My sun went dark, I looked up to see the outline of wild an dangerous if the hair was anything to go by, just standing there looking back at me.

"what?" I asked " you looking for a spot to take a piss? We do have a toilet ya know"

I sometimes wondered how im still breathing with a gob like mine.

He started laughing, an smoothly went down to sit on his haunches, still looking at me.

"nice tattoo's" he glided a finger over my arm "rose and thorns, suits you"

"yeah im a prickly pretty bitch!" I laughed "just ask dickwod"

"yeah about that" he looked at me seriously "anything serious in your beef with him?"

"who wants to know?"

"Tig" he held his hand out for me to shake.

"hey Tig im Nate" I took his hand "its nothing time n a few beers wont fix im sure"

"Nate,?"He rubbed his face.

"yeah short for Natalia" I explained, he nods.

"looks like your brother gonna be prospecting for the club" he looked down at me "any skeletons need to be known about now."

"Riiiiight" I said grimly "You got one thing going for you"

"Whats that?"

"your not blood to him" I rolled over onto my front "so he'll be loyal as fuck to you"

"Shit!" he exclaimed "tell me that wasn't him!"

Id forgotten about the marks on my back.

"no they weren't from him" I bit out

"you gotta explain better than that darlin"

"no I really don't" I got up onto my knees "its none of your business"

"he's joining the club if this is gonna bring us shit I need to know!"

"look physically he had nothing to do with it, but honestly, I hold him guilty by association. Now if you've quite finished interrogating my private life, im going to storm back into the house, stomp my way to my bedroom and slam the door"

He just looked at me blankly

"which is a sign for 'DON'T FUCKING FOLLOW ME' got it?"

He got up onto his feet with me blocking me from the house, he stepped close leaning down just slightly to speak into my ear.

"no one talks to me like that apart from two people" he warned in a low voice "an you aint either of them, you got personal shit goin on so il let it slide this time, but that's it you've used your get out of jail free card. I don't like hitting a lady but I will if you let your mouth run away with you next time"

His little speech done he turned and walked away, leaving me with my mouth hangin open, staring at his back. Shit, id just pissed of a member of the Sons of Anarchy, the reaper seemed to be mocking me.

What the fuck had Coby got mixed up in?

By the time id pulled myself outa my shock and into the house Coby was alone in the kitchen.