Hello my fellow Reapers! This is my first SOA fic and its going to be kinda AU. Warning: the first two chapter are going to be almost identical to the actual episode Orca Shrugged which is in season 5, because that's pretty much where it all really starts. And I love the episode so much, its one of my favorites.
I also have a tumblr page for it that will have little extras, pictures and most likely previews of new chapters, so check it out if you want. It is kill3rintinct. tumblr .com there aren't actual spaces, its just so that it would show up here.
Please be honest and kind when reviewing. Let me know what you think about the story and what you think I can improve.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC
Usually, Samira didn't mind when Venus would get a call for an on-the-spot appointment, but this time she did. Samira hadn't visited Venus in almost a year, and although they spoke on the phone, it just wasn't the same as being together in person.
"Are you sure that you want to tag along, sugar?" Venus took her eyes off the road to peek at Samira. "You know what it is I do for a livin', I don't want ya to be uncomfortable. It's not too late for me to drop you off somewhere."
Samira laughed, "And you know what it is I do for a living. I'll be ok, trust me."
"Alrighty then," Venus smiled. "You know the drill. Full confidentiality. Whatever it is that they'll need me to do, it's all got to stay hush hush."
"Yes ma'am," Samira replied as they parked the car. "So, what kind of adventure are we having today?"
"Well, I'm not entirely sure," Venus drawled. "Nero just said that the Sons needed my particular set of skills."
"Sons?"
"Oh, the Sons of Anarchy, darling. A group of dangerous, yet incredibly delicious bikers." Samira hummed as she nodded.
As they walked towards the insurance agency, arm in arm, Samira couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. She'd tagged along with Venus on other jobs before and had seen some odd things, but she knew this one was going to be different than the rest just because of who called.
The door opened before they even had a chance at knocking. A group of men stood behind a smaller, vaguely familiar man.
"Uh, Nero sent me?" It wouldn't be the first time that Venus got the address wrong. Samira had gotten plenty of calls in the past of Venus tittering on the phone about address mixups.
They signaled them in. "Salutations, gentlemen." Venus handed her purse to the familiar man. Samira had to bite back a laugh at the guy's face, a mixture of horror and fascination towards her friend's breasts. "Venus Van Dam, at your pleasure."
"Venus, thank you for coming." A very handsome blonde said. Looking around, Samira noticed that all of the men were good looking in their own right. Especially the angry looking man in white. Venus was right, they were a group of delicious bikers.
"Not yet, baby. You gotta eat dinner before you get dessert." Delicious bikers who, it seemed, had some very interesting hobbies. There was an incredibly rotund man, barely dressed with a gag in his mouth, and furry nipple rings, lying on the table. It was hard to tell if he was breathing. "Is he dead? 'Cause I don't do dead."
"No, he's just fat," the little man replied.
"Oh, he's adorable," Samira mumbled.
"Nero explain the situation? I need to know what happens here, stays here." Blondie looked pointedly at Samira.
"Why you lookin' at me?"
"Because I have no idea who you are, darlin'."
Venus stepped up, "You really have no need to worry , all my dates have that need, and my goddaughter here, is extremely trustworthy." He nodded in relief. "But, discretion ain't cheap."
"I was, uh, told two grand."
"You were told right," she plucked the wad of cash out of his hands. "That will do. My lips are sealed. Although I might open them up a little bit for you."
"V," Samira exclaimed, laughing with the rest of the guys. Venus tossed her a smirk over her shoulder.
Venus dragged her nails across the bucket of lard. "Mm. He has been spending a little too much time at the pie-eating table. What am I supposed to do with Shamu?"
"Um… Just ride him a little bit. A few other things. He won't remember any-"
"Yes, but unfortunately, I will."
"So," Boss Man drawled. "Are you guys gonna tag team him, or?" He wasn't quite sure why smaller brunnette was there. Apart from a rocking body she just didn't seem they type to be in the same profession as Venus. If anything, the girl with multiple ear piercings, rings on every finger, ripped jeans, and black platform heeled boots looked more like a biker girl.
Samira laughed and shook her head while Venus explained, "Oh no, my Samira won't be participating in today's activities. See, I only brought her here 'cause it was take your kid to work day."
"But she looks too old to be in school," the little man piped up. He leaned close and gently asked, "were you held back a lot?" The others laughed.
"It was just a joke," Samira smiled. "I'm not in school," she put a hand on his arm. "It's ok."
"Powder room?" Venus asked a man with crazy black hair and equally crazy blue eyes who was eyeballing her chest.
"Yeah. It's-it's back here beautiful." He stayed staring. Venus pointed to her bag, and he snatched it away from the little man. "I can give you a hand."
Venus leaned close to his ear and not so quietly whispered, "It's not gonna happen, tiger." He tried to follow after her as she sashayed away, but the other guys blocked him. A cutie with a mohawk and tattoos on his head gave Crazy a look and asked, "Really?" That seemed to snap Crazy out his dream state.
Samira walked over to the fat man. "Blackmail?" She looked at Boss Man. He nodded. "So, you all know my name. Care to return the curtesy?"
Boss Man smirked. "I'm Jax. This is Bobby," He pointed to an older man at his left. "Juice," the cutie with the Mohawk. "Chibs," a hottie with a scar across his face. "Happy," an incredibly sexy man who looked the exact opposite of. "Tig," the man infatuated with Venus. "And that's Chuckie back there," the adorable little man.
"Do I know you from somewhere? You look very familiar and I can't remember why," Chuckie said. Samira just hummed and smiled coyly.
She turned to the fat man and tilted her head. "I kinda want to poke his stomach, but my nails are so long that I feel like they'll poke a hole and deflate him." The guys chuckled. She stared a Tubby for a few seconds. "I'm gonna do it." She gave a tentative poke and the mass of fat jiggled and bounced back. She hummed happily and poked it again, this time with both hands.
"So," Juice walked over to her. "Uh, what is it you do?"
With her eyes still on the man's stomach, she raised her left hand to show her rings and bracelets. "I make jewelry." Juice grabbing her hand made Samira stop poking and look at him.
"I didn't even realize you had a tattoo," he exclaimed. "It's really nice."
"Thank you," pulling her hand back she nodded. "Although, if we're being honest you were probably focused on something else," she commented, pointing to her v-neck. He shrugged and gave her a goofy smile.
"How long you been in Charming?" Jax asked.
"Not very long," she peeked up at him. Noticing his expression, she gave more information. "I've visited before," she sighed, "mostly to spend time with Venus during the holidays. I've known her pretty much all my life." Smirking she said, "she was my dad's special friend. I decided to move here since I needed a change of scenery, and Venus welcomed me with open arms. I moved in about two, maybe three days ago." Giving a hefty push she watched the stomach blob back and forth.
"Careful there darlin'," Bobby warned. She nodded.
Just then, Samira heard heels click into the room. Without looking up Samira giggled, "Look at how Lord Tubbington's belly jiggles, Venus! It's like an ocean of jello, it just never stops wobbling, it's absolutely fascinating!" She looked up when she heard Venus sigh.
"I'm glad you find that amusing, maybe you'd rather be the one riding him?" She raised a brow.
Giving a bashful smile, Samira backed away from the man raised her hands. "Nope, I'm good. You look really good by the way, Venus. I haven't seen you in your work clothes in, like, the longest. I especially like this," she gestured to her boobs. "It does a really good job of accenting your assets."
"You haven't seen anything yet," Bobby mumbled from his seat behind Venus. From her look, Venus turned. Samira laughed, "Nice thong."
"Thank you, sugar. Alright," she turned to Jax. "Let's get this over with."
Good? Not so good?
Let me know and I'll fix. But I hope you liked it.
Happy New Years, by the way. I just realized its New Years Eve. Like, hello me.
~frontliner311