"I drank too much..."

"Yeah. You did," Jax laughed as Nora stumbled into him, her eyes drooping with alcohol and exhaustion. Jax kept her standing, "Hap loves to pour those shots..."

"Oh God..." she breathed, "No...more...shots..." she stumbled again, causing Jax to wrap his arms around her to keep her steady.

"A'ight... I think it's time for bed," he set his beer on the bar and swept her towards the hall with a smirk.

"Hey Jax...let me help you there," Tig swooped in, leaving a hooker to talk to the wall in his sudden absence.

"No...!" Nora groaned, sending her weight into Jax as a way to evade Tig. Jax gave Tig an apologetic look and shrugged, "Look, I got this man, go back to your girl," he teased with a nod to the lonely crow eater. With a frown, Tig nodded and headed instead for the bar to grab another beer.

Half way down the hall Jax placed his arm under the inebriated Nora's legs and scooped her into his arms. He headed to his room in the clubhouse and set her on his bed. She rolled over with a groan, "Jax..." she began with her eyes closed.

"What is it, babe?" he asked, pausing to look down at her.

But she'd already passed out.

Jax chuckled. He leaned in and kissed her forehead before retreating from the room. Jax returned to the bar and eyed Tig suspiciously. Tig had withdrawn from the multiple ladies he'd been working his magic on and was leaning behind the bar, sipping his beer. Jax grabbed his beer from it's abandonment and tried to catch the man's attention, "You all right, brother?" he asked.

"Yeah, man, just fine," Tig muttered. He swigged the rest of his beer and walked from the clubhouse, out into the lot without another word.

"Where's that jackass goin'?" Chibs took his place next to Jax at the bar.

Jax shrugged, "Dunno." He watched the path where Tig had exited, perturbed.