"Why are you still here?" Trinity asked when I came into the kitchen the next morning.
I smirked at the redhead sitting at the table with a bowl of porridge, "Glad to see you too it's my two days off," I had been working 6 days on, two days off at the hospital. "Ashby take Kerianne?" I asked Trinity filling a glass at the tap.
"And Fiona, took em to hide out from Jimmy,"
"I wish someone would just put him down," I muttered sitting beside my life long friend, the mention of his name always made the hair rise on the back of my neck; you didn't have anything to do with SAMBEL and the IRA without knowing who Jimmy O'Phelan was. He said jump in the town of Belfast and you were an idiot if you didn't say how high. I used to fall for it when I was younger, the Real IRA causing fear in every kid my age but now, after patching together my fair share of the teenagers he had working for him and watching him strut around the town like King Tut my fear of him simmered down to hatred. Some that were close to him claimed he hated me just about as much as I did him, after confronting him about an explosion in a pub downtown that had taken my mother's life, I had done nothing but cause a target to be on my back.
"Morning girls," Moe cheerfully joined us in the kitchen, a cigarette hanging out of her mouth, McGee following her.
Trinity stood up kissing her mums cheek and I grabbed her bowl finishing it.
"I need you girls on your best behaviors no mouthing off in front of SAMCRO," he picked up his cut off the chair beside me, putting it on, "Fin, I need to talk to you," he started out the door of the apartment and I knew I was expected to follow.
"I don't want any drama with Clay," McGee put his hands on my shoulders, "We don't even know if he is aware of who you are, or where your mother even went when she left,"
"I'm not interested in getting to know him personally McGee," I didn't know if I was lying or not, I didn't know what was going to happen when I saw him. "Trust me,"
He put his hands down and ruffled my blonde hair like he had done my whole life, "They will be gone before you know it and life will go back to normal," he smiled before he left.
"Everything okay?" Moe came out to check on me.
"Eh," I smiled over at her.
"Comeon' then, I need you and Trini to help stalk the Lodge,"
The sound of bikes rattled our corner of Belfast and all three women around me moved towards the window.
"That's them," Cherry just about drooled on the window. She had always rubbed me the wrong way, ever since she had shown up running from the law in the states. Everyone had fallen for her sob story of having to leave her love behind and wanting to turn over a new path, be a better person, but two weeks after she landed she had already crawled into O'Neill's bed trying to get that old lady spot she thought was so coveted.
"No shite," Trini and I both snapped at her.
"Come on girls," Moe grabbed both of our arms when the last bike went by. "Lets get this over with!" she let out a nervous huff and started dragging us out of the store. The moment we were outside voices filled the air, greetings of bikers were always more of cheers for each other than hello, I wouldn't be surprised if they all started beating their chests.
Rounding the corner the scene was exactly what I thought it would be, guys banging on each others back welcoming SAMCRO to Belfast. A dark haired woman stood away from the crowd watching us walk up.
"Who's that mum?" Trini asked Moe.
"That's Gemma Teller," I knew exactly who she was, I knew she was the woman my father was cheating on my mother with, who was now married to him. It was her husband who had taken my mother to Belfast with him, allowing her to escape Clay and giving her safe stay with SAMBEL. My stomach started bubbling and my feet were heavier every time I tried to take a step, behind Gemma stood a huge gray haired man, he was almost like a brick wall he was so big, he had immense square shoulders and a frown that would turn anyone away on his face. Clay Morrow was intimidating to say the least.
"I can't," it slipped out before I knew what I was saying, "I'm going back to the store..." I already had a plan of calling the hospital, begging for extra shifts until they were back safe in California.
"No..." Maureen tried to convince me with force, pushing me forward a bit more towards the group of people coming towards us.
"FINLEY!" Padraic Telford stopped in my path grabbing me out of Moe's hold, "Where the hell yah been lass?" Padraic and I had always been close, when we were little the three of us had always played together until he got to that magical age where girls had cooties, when we were teenagers we sort of had a thing while he was prospecting but we quickly realized that we were better as friends and we've been close ever since, he was family as far as I was concerned especially after my mother's death, Trinity and Padraic were everything to me.
"Busy, it's called work Telford," I slapped his chest, Moe and Trinity had left us and were now talking to Gemma and Clay. "You just saved my life," I watched the group over his shoulder, I had a strange feeling that behind Clay's dark glasses he was watching me, but I knew it was just paranoia.
"I know," he smirked, he knew who my father was, he was the one that always tried to assure me that I would never have to meet him, now here Clay Morrow was in Belfast, very likely staring me down. Did he know about me? Had my mother just forgot to mention the fact he knew about me in all the truths that she let slip; was there also as many lies? "Comeon then, let me introduce you to family," he led me away from the awkward situation.
"Awe and after all these years I thought we were family,"
"eh, I don't make a habit of sleeping with family lovey,"
"Thank god it's not a habit anymore," I joked before following him towards the crowd of new comers and away from Clay.
"You know the longer you avoid him the worse it's going to get," he muttered
"Eh," I agreed with him, not daring to look back, "I'm not ready, I just wanted to see him you know,"
"Finley this is my uncle Filip," he stopped in front of an older guy, he was handsome for his age, very handsome; his face had a smile on it but you could tell there was something brewing behind his eyes, like you could almost watch a hamster running on a wheel in them, he was much taller than my 5'3 frame, his thick dark hair had two streaks of gray in the front that added more of a edgy look to him, but the most noticeable thing about him was two scars that were on either side of his mouth. Filip Telford was very good looking but I also knew that he was Kerianne's father and Fiona's estranged husband.
"Fin," I put my hand out to reach his, "People only call me Finley when I'm in trouble," I smiled at the man.
"Chibs," a thick Scottish ascent surprised me as he grabbed my hand shaking it. "I'm always in trouble," he smirked at me.
"Now I see where Telford gets all his bull shite from," I smirked back at both guys.
After Padraic introduced me to most of SAMCO and I said hello to the guys I already knew, I went back to the store promising Padraic that I'd come to the party the club was having tonight.
"So that was your dad then?" Trinity asked the second I walked through the front of the store.
"I guess," I hopped up on the counter watching as she lit a cigarette.
"This is fucked up," she muttered, "His son is missing,"
"Whose son?" I knew my face screwed up when I asked.
"Jax, that's why they are here, Uncle Kellan has him,"
"Then he's not missing,"
"Eh, but he was," she took a long drag.
"You care because?" I couldn't help the smirk.
"Because it's my family messing with his son," she tried to cover the blush coming to her cheeks.
"lie again," I laughed watching the redhead twitch where she was standing, "Jax Teller isn't ugly,"
"Eh," she agreed, "But he's basically related to you, so he's off limits," Trini laughed watching me.
"He's not blood, Trin! My dad is his step dad," I kept smirking at her knowing she was trying to tell me to back off nicely. "Where's Moe?" she usually stood post at the front of the store during the days.
"She went upstairs with Gemma Teller," she hopped up beside me. "Something is off with them yah know, it's like they know some deep dark secret," both of us set in silence for a while before the bell above the door rang.
"Hey," Kerianne quietly crept around the corner and into the shop. "Mind if I stay in here? Ma is talking to the guys," we both nodded our head while she went to the cooler to get a coke.
"You doing okay Keri?" we had always treated her like a little sister even though we rarely saw her now that Jimmy had her on strict lock down.
"Fine," she tried to assure us but neither of us were believing it.
"You wanna talk bout it?" Trini hopped down.
"It's just I haven't seen my dad in years...I barely remember him it's been so long yah know? Jimmy has been my dad all these years, and now we're in hidin' from him,"
"You know we won't let anything happen to you," She assured Kerianne wrapping her into a hug.
"Eh, Jimmy would have to go through all the guys out there, and then us to get to you," I stayed where I was but smiled at her Trinity was the hugger in our group.
We had been hanging out with Kerianne in he shop most of the afternoon, listening to the guys voices from round the way while stocking shelves.
"Kerrianne your Ma is looking for you," Moe came down the stairs from the apartment. Keri said her goodbyes to us and started towards the stairs. "Girls take these sheets to the lodge, lay them out in the rooms! Jesus knows they haven't changed those sheets in years." she handed us a large stack of white sheets each.
Moe went over to the whiskey and grabbed a bottle before going back upstairs.
"There is the Maureen we know and love," I rolled my eyes and we made our way over to the Lodge, nerves caused goosebumps to rise on my arms as Clay and Gemma were sitting in the front room when we entered.
"Ma sent us to drop off these sheets," Trinity spoke for us and walked right past the couple and went down the hall, I quickly went to follow before I felt a hand grab my arm.
"Hey, what's your name?" Gemma Teller turned me around towards her, looking me up and down.
"Whats it to yah?" I snarled at her, nerves leaving my body, I hated people trying to intimidate me.
"It's a question doll," she let go and put her hands up in a sort of surrender.
"Finley, what's yours?" I asked even though I already knew who she was.
"That's an interesting name, mine's Gemma," she was staring at me like we were having a contest of whits.
"Yours is too," I didn't blink. "Now if you don't mind I've got shite to do," I still didn't break concentration from her.
"You're very beautiful Finley, and you're a bitch, I like that," she smirked "This isn't over," she assured me turning away and going to sit on the couch by Clay who was watching me, his mouth half open like he wanted to say something.
They knew who I was, that much I was sure of. I didn't say anything and continued down the path Trini had just gone.
"Hey thanks for leaving me eh?" I jumped both her and Jax who were deep in conversation in a room.
"Sorry," her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"Jax," he held out his hand to me a smile on his face.
"Fin," I couldn't help but smile back, leaving the thought of what had just happened in the back of my mind.
"Jax, Chibs is going to take Kerianne and Fi back," a guy with a Mohawk and head tattoos came into the room, Jax stood up and slipped on his holster.
"Better come with you, don't want you lads getting lost in the big city," oh yeah she liked this guy.
"I do love a road trip," I wasn't going to miss a minute of this.
We followed the guys towards the truck that Kerianne and Fiona were standing beside, both of them were pulled into Chibs's arms wrapped in a hug.
"You two riding with?" Keri's eyes lit up when she saw us over her dad's shoulder.
"Eh," we both agreed climbing into the back behind the other guys.
"I never got to thank you last night," Fiona sat across from me when she got in the back.
"It's fine, there wasn't much I could do," I shrugged my shoulders at her. "It seems I spend all my time patching up Jimmy's guys one way or another," I added.
"Eh," she didn't say anything else.
"You a Dr?" Chibs asked from his seat across from Kerianne.
"No I'm only a surgeons assistant,"
"She's damn good," Fiona added smiling at me.
"How long are you going to stay with the priest?" Jax asked Fiona once we fell into silence again.
"I'm not sure," she admitted.
"Listen, there is plenty of room on Oswald's plane, you're coming back with us," Chibs insisted.
"I don't want to leave Ireland!" Kerianne argued, "All my friends are here,"
Before any more could be said the truck slammed to a stop sliding us all in our seats.
"What is this asshole doing?" Padraic yelled honking the horn.
"GET DOWN!" one of SAMCRO yelled as we all hunched over in the back bending as flat as we could; bullets started bouncing off everywhere the only thing we heard was the guns and Kerianne's crying.
"Everyone okay?" Jax asked once the bullets had stopped. After we knew everyone was okay Padraic called for help while we still sat in the back listening to Kerianne crying.
Once we were back at the Lodge the party was already in full swing. "Guess that didn't bother them," Trinity laughed going over to a picnic table.
"Guess not," I laughed following her, sitting on top of the table.
All of the guys were standing in the middle of the crowd watching two men fight.
"You okay?" Pad sat down beside me handing me a beer.
"Eh," I smiled grabbing the beer. "What idiots," I laughed watching the fight in the middle. We sat in silence drinking our beers until Jax came over and started taking off his shirt.
"Want help with that? I owe you!" I heard Trinity ask Jax taking the wraps from him and doing up his hands.
"What's that about?" Pad asked me watching them closely.
"Have you looked at him?" I asked looking Jax up and down, I wasn't mad at him.
"He's okay, if you like that blonde hair blue eyed thing," he tried to argue, he had never liked when either of us showed interest in guys.
"Who isn't?" I questioned standing up. "I'm going to bed, I've had enough of this for one night," I chugged the rest of my beer and tossed it in the trash hearing it shatter at the bottom.
"'Going to bed already darling?" I was asked as I passed a group of SAMCRO. I knew who had asked by his accent; Chibs.
"Eh, I get sick of the dick measuring contest," I smirked at the Scot, "Besides I like when it's a surprise who I have to patch up tomorrow," I shrugged my shoulders and went up the stairs hearing the ohhhh that followed as the guys made fun of Chibs.
AN: I don't own anything SOA. Let me know what you think!
