The Red custom truck pulled over to the side of the road, the engine idling as the driver stared at the sign saying Welcome
to Charming. Their grip on the steering wheel was firm but not white knuckled. It had been three years since she had left
Charming. Three years of change for her.
"Jesus Lizzie get a grip" She said chastising herself as she pulled back onto the road and entered Charming. A smile played
across her lips as she noticed not much had changed in the three years she had been gone. The joys of small town living.
She yawned as she pulled into her homestead. Even though she was tired she unhitched the trailer that she had hooked onto
her truck and pushed her bike into the garage. She grabbed her bags and then unlocked the door and went inside.
Piney and Juice were on their way back from a repo run when they noticed the truck in the Hunter's backyard. Piney knew
that the house had been empty for years so he had radioed in asking someone to go check it out. Adam Hunter had been a
good friend to Piney, John and Clay and he didn't want anyone wrecking the house.
Gemma got the call and went to the garage. "Piney says there's a suspicious truck at the Hunter residence, not a plate from
Montana where Bo is, he asked if someone could check it out." Her gaze fell on Jax and Opie.
"Did he see where the plate was from?" Opie asked as he cleaned off his hands knowing him and Jax had been selected to
go.
"Alabama and with the Aryan crap that is been going on in Charming lately, Alabama is KKK territory so I think that is why
Piney was a bit on the worried side."
Opie nodded. "Ready to go?" Opie said looking at Jax.
Jax was going to say no, but the look on Gemma's face said he had no choice. "Yeah." Jax said cleaning off his hands and
then went to his bike and him and Opie went to the Hunter house.
Jax and Opie got off their bikes and looked the truck over. "Nice truck for KKK" Jax said looking inside the cab.
"I'm home" Lizzie whispered to the house. Her brother Bo had come and gotten the house cleaned and aired out for her
arrival. She smiled again at how the house looked exactly like the way she had left it. She took her bags to her room and
took a hot shower. She let the hot water soothe her tired bones and muscles as well as her nerves. The song you can't go
back home rang in her ears. She got dressed and was at the foot of the stairs when she heard a noise.
Silently and stealthily she made her way to the gun cabinet and opened it and grabbed the 30-30 shot gun and armed it. She
went to the front door in the shadows and when she saw the knob rattle then turn she used the noise to cock the gun and then
she stepped in front of the door the shotgun chest high.
Opie nodded and took out his piece and nodded toward the house. Jax went to the door and Opie looked in the window. Jax
checked the door knob and found it unlocked so he turned it and opened the door. As he looked up he noticed the shotgun
pointed at his chest and the woman holding it at him.
Lizzie Hunter watched him step over the threshold and step into the light and that's when he saw her. She squinted a little in
the dark and recognized him. She gave a little smirk. "Jax Teller?"
Jax looked more closely at her and then said "Shit Elizabeth, had me worried there for a minute." Jax said smirking back.
Lizzie put the safety on the shotgun and put it down.
Opie's gun leveled at the woman as soon as he saw that she had a shotgun leveled at Jax. He was about to tell her to drop it
when she spoke. He looked at her more closely like Jax did and when she put her gun down he did likewise. "Shit"
"This is a story to tell my grandchildren, that I got the drop on Jax Teller and Opie Winston." Lizzie said with a chuckle.
"Pop saw the truck in the yard as he was coming back from a repo and wanted someone to check it out. Gemma
volunteered us" Opie said still watching her closely.
"Sounds like how my daddy was. He liked to volunteer Bo and I for things he knew we wouldn't like particularly especially
if he was pissed at us." Lizzie said walking over to the kitchen table to fetch her cigarettes. She lit one and took a big drag
and then let it out.
Jax watched her intrigued as she lit a cigarette. The Elizabeth Hunter that he knew wouldn't have touched a cigarette.
"Umm so are you back to just visit or are you staying?"
Lizzie shrugged. "Not sure yet, but after three years of biking me and my backside need a breather" She said with a smile.
"Didn't see a bike outside" Opie said looking at her.
"She's in the garage, wasn't about to leave her out in the open. She's a 2k bike but with my customs on her she's worth about
5-6K."
"You do custom work?" Opie said still giving her his stare.
"Yes I do, want to see?" She said crushing out her cigarette and looking at him.
Opie shrugged. "Sure why not."
Lizzie smiled and walked past him and Jax and led them to the garage. She unlocked it and opened it up and brought the
bike out into the daylight. The custom work consisted of a reaper and fire and a skull and crossbones with a dagger and two
roses dripping blood with it."
Jax whistled when he saw it. "You did all this work yourself?"
"Mhm I sure did. I learned to do it on the road and then I sketched up what I wanted it to look like until I was satisfied with
what I wanted and then I went about detailing it on the bike and then painted in the colors and the like. Took me about six
months to finish it."
"Damn" Opie said as he squatted several times as he walked around it inspecting it.
"I can custom cars too, but most of my work has been on bikes. Bo asked me about Hunter's Market. He's thinking of
moving closer and he wants to buy it and I'm seriously thinking about letting him and opening up a bike shop."
Jax raised his eyebrow. "Never thought you'd be willing to sell the store."
"Well it isn't like I'm selling it to a stranger, it will still be in the family. I think he wants it because Abby needs something
to do and running the store would give her that and the kids could help out too. Was what momma and us kids did with
daddy."
Jax nodded. "There are a few things that have changed in Charming, especially over the past couple of months. Your
license plate sent up red flags for Piney."
Lizzie's brow furrowed. "My license plate?"
"Yeah, Bama plates"
"Well the biker group that I have been running with is out of Alabama so I got Alabama tags, but I'm not following."
"We got some White Power group trying to dig there claws into Charming." Opie said looking at her.
"You mean Aryans? Ahh I see now KKK shit goes on in Alabama, have had my run ins with them before. Buckshot a few
in the ass a couple of times." Lizzie said with a smirk. At least the Aryans don't hide behind a white sheet." She said with a
touch of anger in her voice.
Opie's cell phone rang. "Yeah?" Opie listened. "Yeah pops everything is fine it is Elizabeth, she's back in Charming. Okay
I'll tell her we'll be back in about 10 minutes"
"Pop said to say hi and that you better drop by the club soon"
"Want me to let Clay know you are back?" Asked Jax.
Lizzie shrugged "You can if you want but I'm a big girl now I don't need him to be looking after me."
"Good luck with that" Jax said with a smirk.
"Yeah, I know. He promised daddy when daddy was dying that he'd be my guardian and look after me, but I was still a
teenager back then, I'm not a teenager anymore and not the same as I was back then. I can take care of myself now. Very
well as a matter of fact."
Jax chuckled. "We are very well aware of that fact"
"We didn't even see or hear you in the house" Opie admitted looking up at her.
"Yeah I'm light on my feet and know how to stay in the shadows so as to not be seen. Those that I ran with weren't Hell's
Angels or anything, but then they had their fair share of enemies which meant if you ran with them you shared their enemies
and had to watch your back. They taught me the ways to stay safe and they taught me to custom and detail so I learned a lot
of life's lessons in the three years that I've been gone. Guess those that knew me before I left will have to get used to the
new me" Lizzie said with a shrug.
"Yeah, it is kind of weird" Jax admitted. "I mean you expect some changes when someone is gone for awhile, but not like a
complete 360"
"Oh I haven't done a 360, maybe a 180 but there is a lot about me that is still the same, but the things that most people
remember me by is in the past. I'm no longer the geek princess" she said looking at both of them.
Jax and Opie looked sheepish "You knew about that?" Opie said softly
"Yeah, I know what you all were saying about me, at first it bothered me, but one night daddy knew I was feeling especially
down one night when I had heard you and Tara saying that about me at the store and he said they are at least noticing you
and that is saying something." Lizzie chuckled. "Back then it made sense and helped me feel better, but now it sounds like
it was a load of bullshit." She said smiling lighting another cigarette.
"We said and did a lot of things back then some we wouldn't change, some we would" Jax said looking at her.
"Don't worry about it, I don't. The past is the past. All we can do is concentrate on today, letting the past stay in the past and
let the future take care of itself. A good mantra to say everyday especially the bad days."
Lizzie put her bike back in the garage and locked it back up.
"We need to get back to work, got some cars to fix or Ma will be on our asses."
Lizzie nodded. "Was good seeing you both" Lizzie said walking them to their bikes. "I suppose I should call the CPD and
let them know it is me here before I pull the shotgun on them too" Lizzie said chuckling
Jax chuckled. "I'd love to see Hale's face if you did that."
Lizzie smirked. "Yeah Unser would just smile that smile of his and say good to see you Elizabeth, Hale on the other hand
will be all formal and ask me for the license for it, which I have by the way all my guns are legal"
"All your guns?"
"All of daddy's and yeah, I got a couple of hand guns. Always keep one in the glove compartment and either one on my hip
or under my seat depends what I'm riding on or in." Lizzie said nonchalantly.
"Should we start calling you Annie Oakley" Jax said with a smirk.
"Ha ha very funny. I'm more of a Bonnie without the bank robbing part" Lizzie said as she headed back into the house.
Jax and Opie watched her go inside. Opie shook his head. "Damn"
"My thoughts as well" They put on their helmets and then drove back to the garage.
Jax went into the office. "Was just Elizabeth back in town."
Gemma looked up from the computer "With Alabama plates?"
"The biker group she has been running with is out of Alabama."
Gemma nodded. "Is she back to stay?"
"She said she isn't sure if she is or not, she said she might sell the market to Bo and open up a bike shop. She does custom
work and her work is some of the best that I've ever seen. Opie was almost on his knees looking it over he was so
impressed with the work she did on it." Jax said with a chuckle.
"Elizabeth Hunter, the mousy little girl from Hunter's Market?" Gemma said looking at Jax.
"The one and the same, but she's anything but mousy now. When I opened the door to the house and stepped inside she had
a shotgun pointed right at my chest. She got the drop on me and Opie, we didn't hear or see her until we walked inside.
Luckily she recognized me when I got into the light."
"You're kidding me?"
"No, I'm not. She was in a black t-shirt and leather pants. Biker chick all the way. Freaked both Opie and I out."
"Well I'm glad that she's not the mousy sad kid that I remember. I used to bitch to Clay about it all the time whenever I
would see her after her daddy died. I kept telling him to bring her over here get her living life, but don't think he wanted to
expose her to the boys" Gemma smirked. "But by the sounds of it she's already corrupted. Did she say if she has touched
base with Clay yet or not?"
"She said she hasn't she asked if he was still into the guardian thing, she said she no longer needed him to because she can
take care of herself now."
"Yeah and I'm so sure Clay will listen to her on that point and say ok go play in traffic. He made that promise to Adam and
he will keep it till he breathes his last or she breathes her last. Little does she know he probably knows she is here because
he has kept tabs on her. He has a biker buddy in the group she was riding with." Gemma said with a sly smile.
"Why does that not surprise me. Well I better get back to the garage."
"Yes there are more coming in later to get fixed" Gemma said going back to her work on the computer.
Opie had already been telling the guys in the club about his and Jax's encounter with Elizabeth.
"Are you sure you are talking about the same Elizabeth Hunter?" Bobby asked looking over his glasses at Opie.
"Yeah am talking about the same one. If it wasn't for her looks we wouldn't have recognized her. She isn't dressing like we
know her and she smokes now." Opie said shaking his head.
Clay had come in and he chuckled. "People can change, why is it so shocking?"
Bobby looked at him. "Elizabeth Hunter we are talking about Clay. When she left here she looked like she was 40 years
old. The years of caring for her momma and daddy had taken their toll."
Clay nodded. "Yes, but freedom of the road and good people and good times can turn back time, is all that she needed to
rejuvenate."
"Maybe, but how long will it last with the way things are going in Charming at the moment. She picked the worst time to
come back."
Clay nodded. "I have to go and have a talk with her. Zoebelle seems to know all there is to know about us. Which means
he knows about Elizabeth and she needs to know about him and to keep her head low."
"Good luck with that" Jax said getting a beer. "She won't want any part of going back into her shell she's living and loving
life now, she's experiencing things for the very first time and she's not going to give it up and I don't blame her, but you are
right Zoebelle is going to see a fresh carrot to dangle in front of you especially" He said looking at Clay.
"And she wants to open up a bike shop and the only shop available is right across from Zoebelle's store." Opie said shaking
his head.
"Bad juju" Bobby said looking at Clay.
Clay was about to respond when laughter came through the door as it opened and in walked Elizabeth and Chibbs.
"Found the lass wandering around lost looking for you" Chibbs said to Clay.
Elizabeth smiled at Clay "Hey Clay how the hell are you?"
Clay smiled and got up and gave her a hug. "Doing good and I can tell without asking that you are doing good as well.
Good to have you back in Charming. The boys and I were just talking about you."
"Oh that is why my ears were ringing and my mind was telling me to come here and see you." Lizzie said with a smile.
Clay nodded. "There are something's I need to talk to you about."
Lizzie looked at him and could tell he had his serious face on. "Sure thing Clay want to go into your office or just talk out
here?"
"We can talk here, the boys might be able to help me with what I need to discuss with you."
"Ok, but can I have a drink first?"
Clay chuckled. "You'll need one."
"Beer and a shot please Bobby" Lizzie said with a smile.
Bobby raised an eyebrow and got her a beer and a shot. Like a pro Lizzie did her shot and took a swig of her beer. She then
turned to Clay. "So lay it on me what you have to talk to me about."
Clay smiled. "See you learned some tricks from Skully."
Lizzie smirked. "He is something else. I learned a hell of a lot from him. My being able to walk light on my feet and
walking in the shadows I learned from him. I learned to roll my own. The legal and otherwise from him. Learned to do
shots from him and he gave me my first lesson in doing custom art work."
"You. You can roll?" Bobby said looking at her seeing the Elizabeth Hunter from behind the counter waiting on him at her
daddy's store still.
Lizzie smiled a wicked smile and reached for her bag and took out a small box and rolled her own cigarette in front of him.
"I found rolling my own tastes better and is cheaper. the price of cigarettes is atrocious these days. I don't carry the other
rolling materials on me, that's for the private domains." Lizzie said with a wink.
Clay chuckled. "Skully and I talk a couple times a week, have been since you started riding with them. He's been telling
me of your transformation, I just had to see it for myself to totally believe him. He can shovel the bullshit as well as anyone
else can" Clay said with a smirk.
"Oh god the stories that man can tell" Lizzie said shaking her head. "The hell of it is that a lot of them are true, he just
embellishes it to make it even more impressive"
Clay shook his head. "Anyways getting back to what I need to talk to you about. We've been having some issues with some
Aryans, thinking they can take over Charming from us."
Lizzie nodded. "Jax and Opie mentioned that briefly to me. I've had some dealings with the KKK but then they are their
own breed. Aryans do things differently, they are more out in the open and more smarmy about things. They hide things
they do with legitimate things." Lizzie said smirking at Clay.
"Our current problem is Zoebelle, he opened up a smoke shop in town and is trying to get people to pay him to protect them
from us and well that doesn't sit well with me. And of course he takes exception to the people we do business with."
Lizzie shook her head. "I see people, I don't see the color of their skin. Narrow minded assholes" Lizzie muttered.
Clay nodded. "I see green, nothing else matters beyond that" He said with a sly smile. "but the point is that up till now
what we've been doing is petty stuff, feeling each other out, but sources tell me Zoebelle will do whatever it takes to get
what he wants, and well you know us, we will do whatever we need to do to stop him. You can see where this is going."
"War on the streets of Charming" Lizzie said taking a swig of her beer and lighting her rolled cigarette. "So I'm taking it
you want me to keep a low profile cuz this Zoebelle probably knows about me but I've been out of sight and out of mind
and now that I'm back I'm in his sights if I sashay into town on my bike?"
Clay smiled. "Yeah that's what I'm saying. And maybe it isn't a good idea to open up your bike shop just yet."
"I've played the ostrich game most of my life Clay and I'm tired of it. I'm willing to be low profile but I don't want to give
up on my bike shop."
"I'm not asking you to give up on it, but the only shop available in Charming happens to be directly across from Zoebelle's
smoke shop. And you're going to need help setting things up over there. The shop is full of stuff the previous owner didn't
take up when he left that means the boys are going to be in your shop and Zoebelle will see that and know to target you and
you will be easy to get to being so close to him and his buddies. See what I'm getting at?"
"Yeah,and next thing I know I'll be having bodyguards" Lizzie said looking around.
Clay nodded "yes and your freedom that you've obtained over these past few years will go by the wayside until we get rid of
Zoebelle and his crew."
"Anything else I need to know about."
"Don't forget to tell her about Stahl" came Gemma's voice as she made her way across the club. "Hello Elizabeth nice to
see you back in town."
Lizzie smiled. "Thank you Gemma, it is nice to be back and who is Stahl."
"Bitch from the pit of bloody hell" Chibbs said.
"And that was Chibbs being nice" Jax said with a smirk.
"She's an agent with the ATF that does all she can to nail us all to the wall and send us to Stockton for the rest of our lives.
Like a vulture circling overhead. No doubt she will soon find out that you are back in town and learn all she can about you
and then come calling on you and trying to get you to turn on us and give her information on us."
"Like I have any information on you guys. Whenever you or John or Piney came to the store or to the house you always
went into the back or into daddy's den or out in the garage I never heard anything unless it was said in the open and those
conversations were about the weather or something lame like that"
Clay laughed. "We never told your daddy anything either."
Lizzie nodded. "You guys drank and smoked weed back there, never realized it until Bo told me one day when he went
spraying freshener all over the place and I asked him why" Lizzie said with a chuckle. "Busted my bubble. I always
thought you were discussing deep dark secrets" Lizzie said smirking. "Always wanted to eavesdrop but I was always too
busy to do it and I spent a lot of time looking at the bikes. Always wanted to get a ride on one, but daddy would never have
allowed it even if I had the guts to ask which I didn't back then."
Clay chuckled. "And now? You got the guts to ask for a ride?"
"Hell Clay, I got my own ride, don't need a ride on anyone's bike now" She said finishing her beer.
"And a damn sweet ride from what I've heard." Gemma said coming up to the bar.
Lizzie smiled. "I have to say that I'm proud of the job I did on her. It was my first custom and I figured that if I screwed up
at least it would be on my own bike. I had to start over several times, but I had it just the way I wanted it by the end of six
months. I have done about a dozen other custom jobs since then. I did the work on Skully's new bike."
"Wow you must be good for Skully to let you do his bike. He's very particular on who works on his bike."
Lizzie nodded. "His old artist hurt his hand and couldn't do customizing anymore and when he saw my bike he hired me."
Just as she finished her statement Tig and Happy came through the door looking a bit worse for wear.
"What in the hell happened to you two?" Clay asked getting up and going over to them.
"Zoebelle's prick buddies" Tig muttered grabbing the whiskey from the bar and taking a swig.
Happy shrugged. "They look worse than we do" He said with a smirk.
Lizzie looked at the two of them and started digging in her bag and then brought out the first aid kit. She looked at Clay and
Gemma. Gemma let a smile play across her lips and then looked at Clay.
"Tig, Happy, do you remember Elizabeth Hunter?" Lizzie stood next to Clay.
"The one Jax and Opie called Geek Princess, miss goody goody, always at Hunter's Market?"
"Mhm the one and only" Lizzie said putting alcohol on a cotton ball. "Though she's not a geek or a goody goody
anymore" Lizzie said wiping Tig's cuts with the alcohol soaked cotton ball.
Tig let out a howl. "Shit that hurt."
"Good" Lizzie said cleaning finishing the cleaning.
"Who the hell are you?" Then Tig got a good look at her. "Elizabeth Hunter?" Everyone chuckled at Tig's reaction.
"The one and only in the flesh" Lizzie said as she cleaned up Happy's cuts with something less abrasive than alcohol.
"Damn, you've changed."
"Yeah I have. There you go all cleaned up. I learned how to take care of the small cuts and even stitch up the not so small
cuts. You bikers and your fighting" She said shaking her head. "I have to admit to a few fights myself, but not every time I
walked into a bar or some other place. You men fight at a drop of a dime. I should take stock in Johnson and Johnson's"
Lizzie said putting her kit away.
"I know the feeling" Gemma said with a chuckle. "I don't bother cleaning the messes up anymore, I let them do it
themselves and if it requires more than a clean up they can call Tara and get her to fix them up."
"Trust me she bitches to me until I fall asleep on her when she has to mend me or anyone else"
Lizzie raised her eyebrow a little when she realized that Tara and Opie were together. When she had left Tara and Jax had
been together.
Lizzie yawned. "I better go and get some sleep. I was about to hit the pillows, but decided to come over here first. Oh and
by the way I saw Chief and told him I was home so he or Hale wouldn't do what Jax and Opie did and have the same thing
happen." Lizzie said with a smirk looking over at Jax and Opie.
"What did she do to you?" Tig asked looking at Jax.
Chibbs chuckled when Jax nor Opie said anything. "She got the drop on them with a bloody shot gun"
Tig looked at Lizzie and then at Jax and Opie. "No shit"
"No shit" Echoed Jax.
"Didn't see or hear anything before we went into the house, got into the light and had a shot gun dead in the center of my
chest" Jax said looking at Lizzie.
Happy looked at Lizzie and then burst out laughing which he rarely did. "Would have loved to seen your faces"
Lizzie chuckled. "Will be a great story to tell my grandchildren" Lizzie said slinging her bag over her shoulder. "Thanks
for the info, the beer and the shot" She said with a smile and then walked out. Gemma waited a few seconds and then
followed her out. Lizzie saw Gemma walking towards her.
"You good with guns?" Gemma said giving Lizzie the go over.
"Yes I am. Daddy and Bo taught me to be a good aim with the shot guns and I taught myself how to be a good aim with
hand guns. I always carry. Depending on what I'm riding either in the truck or on my hip."
Gemma nodded. "Good. Zoebelle and his group are a formidable force and things haven't even gotten started yet. Petty
fighting like what Tig and Happy got into is just the beginning. Watch your back. You will have a target on it soon. You
need anything call." Gemma then walked away and went back into the office.
Lizzie got in her truck and drove home and fixed herself a drink and then went to bed.
Ethan Zoebelle believed in doing his homework and he also believed in constant vigilance and that meant that he knew
what every member of the Sons was doing at any given time. When he had heard about Jax and Opie's visit to the Hunter
residence and the subsequent visit of the Hunter woman's visit to the club he had started to find out all he could about one
Elizabeth Hunter.
After an hour he shut down his computer with an evil smile on his face. He stood up and went to find his right hand man AJ
Weston. When he had found him he said "Walk with me."
Weston nodded and started walking with Zoebelle who looked like the cat that just caught a mouse and a canary.
"I need you to locate three people for me. Seth Hunter, Brandon Mitchell and Jonathan Abrams. Seth is Ms Hunter's
druggie brother. Brandon Mitchell has ideologies like we do and happens to be Ms Hunter's brother in law and he just
happens to have a dislike for his sister in law. Last but more importantly is Jonathan Abrams who is an ex boyfriends of
hers. She got rid of him when he started smacking her around. He slit part of her throat as a reminder of himself before he
left town. Find them and bring them here. At least the brother and ex boyfriend. The brother in law might be able to get
away for a few days to do what I need of him.
Who knows maybe a warning is all that will be necessary. I think you and I should pay Ms Hunter a visit and see for
ourselves how we need to handle her.
Jacob Hale was helpful by supplying me with some personal things in regards to her parents, who are deceased, but that
there in its own right is fuel for us."
Weston took in all that Zoebelle said in silence as he always did. "Where can I locate these men?"
"Seth is in Stockton, but will be released by mid week, we will be waiting for him with arms outstretched to help him.
Brendan Mitchell is in Houston, Texas with Ms Hunter's sister and three kids. Jonathan Abrams is in Vegas where he is
known for being quite the card man and from what information that I have garnered his favorite haunt is the New York New
York hotel and casino."
Weston nodded again storing the information. "Will it just be the two of us visiting the Hunter woman?"
"I will make the various calls making sure the Sons are no where near her or she doesn't have other company and then we
will go talk to her, no others will be necessary. I only want to have a chat and see for myself what she is like. Little by little
we'll set up the dominoes and when the time is right we'll start the dominoes, watching them fall one by one." A cold
smile played across his lips.
Weston smirked. "As long as I can have Jax Teller when the time comes I'll be happy."
Zoebelle smiled and clapped Weston on the back. "Do what I ask and make what I ask happen and you just might get your
wish AJ."
He stopped at the entrance to his shop as they had walked full circle. "We will leave for our welcome home chat with Ms.
Hunter in an hour. That will give you time to get in touch with two out of the three men I mentioned to you. I will have a
chat with Mr. Hunter's lawyer and set things up with him."
Weston nodded like the puppet he was. "I'll see you in an hour." The two men parted company for the time being.
Lizzie woke up early and she showered and got dressed and headed into town to get some breakfast and then to pick some
groceries up from her market. She was happy to see a lot of people and felt good about being home . As she started up her
truck she heard something that didn't sound good. "Shit" Lizzie muttered and managed to just barely make it to
Teller/Morrow garage. She parked it and got out slamming the door. She walked to the garage. "Got room for another
repair today?"
Jax looked up when he heard a voice. He looked over her shoulder and saw the truck. "Truck looks brand new what's
wrong with it."
"It's actually two years old, I just keep it in tip top shape. There's this disturbing noise coming from it, sounds like it maybe
from underneath."
With the mention of sound coming from underneath the truck, the heads of Opie, Bobby and Chibbs came up from what
they were working on. Lizzie looked at them. "What? It's like a clanking sound, you know like the mother would do on
the farm clanking on the bell to let the men folk know it was supper time and time to come in from the field."
"Did it do it on start up?" Opie asked.
"Was purring like usual from the house to the diner, but when I started rolling from the diner to the market the noise
started."
Opie nodded and walked over to a bag and then over to the truck and slid under it. Ten minutes he came out and stood up
and wiped himself off. "Clean, but it's going to need a new muffler."
Lizzie looked around at the men "Someone going to fill me in?"
"Was making sure your truck wasn't going to go boom?"
Lizzie blinked a couple of times, opened her mouth to say something then closed it again.
"We can have it done by the end of the day lass" Chibbs said to break the uncomfortable silence.
Lizzie nodded. Jax walked over to her. "Want a ride home?"
"Yeah, umm sure" Lizzie said regaining her composure.
Jax walked over to his bike. Lizzie smiled slyly and went and collected her bag and then opened the storage bin on the back
of her truck and took out her custom helmet. The helmet matched the custom design from her bike, then she walked over to
him.
"Nice helmet" Jax said with a smirk as he got on his bike and put on his helmet. Lizzie smirked back and put on her helmet
and climbed on behind him.
Gemma and Clay walked out of the club as Jax and Lizzie took off. Gemma and Clay looked at each other.
"Interesting" Gemma said
Clay chuckled. "I would find it ironic if the bad boy got with the geek princess gone bad biker girl"
"She's not all bad, she still has that need to help those that are hurt. Took her all of 30 seconds last night to want to fix up
Tig and Happy."
"You women are all born with that instinct and with what she went through with Adam and Sandy it is just reaction since
she was their sole caretaker for a long time."
Gemma nodded. "I honestly thought she was going to die when Adam did. It seemed her sole purpose was to take care of
him once Sandy was gone and then when he was gone" Gemma's voice caught a little.
Clay nodded. "That is the reason Bo took her to be with him and then got her into riding. Then she found Skully and he
called me saying she wanted to ride with him and his group and my being her guardian he felt the need to ask me. My first
thought was to say no, but then I thought about it and decided it was a good idea, though I admit I didn't think she'd last a
month, let alone three years. But I felt like a proud dad seeing her yesterday, seeing life in her yes for the first time. Did my
heart good for all the negativity lately."
"I know what you mean, the tension is rising it seems every day."
Bobby walked over "Elizabeth's truck needs worth done on it. Opie checked it for any bombs since she said it was
clanking"
Clay nodded. "Too early for anyone to have gotten to her yet and I expect they will do to her like they did with us. A
friendly little chat with threatening undertones to see what stuff she's made of and then figure out their next move"
"I want to see Zoebelle's and Weston's faces when she pulls a shotgun or one of her other guns on them and tell them to get
their white Aryan asses off her land" Piney said with a chuckle.
Clay shook his head. "Not a good idea for her to do that. Low profile is the way to go." Clay said his brow furrowing with
worry just what he needed another person to be worried and have to look after.