So sorry for the long delay between chapters, life has been pretty full on!
SPOILERS!
Like I said last chapter, sorry if they all seem out of character!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except Maggie!
Maggie was up and out of bed within seconds, looking at Clay's every move whilst doing so. The knife was twirling around and around in the palm of his hands. They were both eyeing each other off. Clay at the end of the bed, Maggie at the side of the bed.
She made a dash for the door and she actually got there too. But once through the door, into the hallway, Clay had caught up to her.
He had her in a firm headlock, with the knife place sharply against her throat.
"One move, you pathetic little bitch and I'll slit your throat" he whispered into Maggie's ear.
Man, all those karate lessons and he had fucking won already.
There was a noise to their left that distracted the both which allowed Maggie to free herself, but in doing so the knife went flying to the other end of the hallway.
Maggie began to run for the pain but before she could Clay yanked her by the hair causing her to shriek with pain. They were now in a full on fist war. Maggie managed to get two clean punches to Clay's face before they were twirling around in circles.
When everyone came sprinting from their bedrooms, they were now down the other enter of the hallway. Maggie was on top of Clay and she had picked up the knife somehow during the fight.
"Boys, get this bitch off me, she's trying to fucking stab me!" Clay yelled.
Oh he played that well, too well in fact. Maggie had nothing planned.
Tig and Jax pulled Maggie off Clay, whilst in shock as to what was going on.
"Maggs, what are you doing?" Jax said to her as those she was losing her mind.
Maggie just forced herself out of Jax's and Tig's grip and started making her way towards the door.
"Jax, his a piece of shit liar, don't trust him" she screamed in hope that he would believe her.
"Man, women are hard work. Jax, son, I'd never do anything to hurt you, you're like a son to me" Clay said whilst defending himself.
"Tell him the fucking truth then!" Maggie encouraged.
"Don't Maggs!" Gemma yelled.
"What truth?" was all Jax could say.
Maggie just turned and walked out of the building towards her motorbike. She didn't give a fuck that it was probably only 3am in the morning, she just had to get out of there now.
She was doing up her helmet when she realised that Tig had followed her outside. He was standing close enough to her, that he could tell she had tears streaming down her face.
"What's up darlin?" Tig said with concern evident in his voice.
Maggie just shook her head, got on her motorbike and raced out of the complex. As she was on the highway, the fresh air filling her lungs, she was open, she was free.
It wasn't until she got at least twenty kilometres down the highway that she noticed that Tig was following her. Fucking hell, she thought. She just really wanted to be alone right now. Tig must have sensed this too because he just rode behind her, he just wanted to watch out for her. He had known her for less than three days yet it already felt as though he had known her for a life time.
She continued to ride for about two hours until she finally pulled over at what was her favourite place when she used to live in Charming. There wasn't really anything there, it was just trees in the middle of nowhere. But one tree in particular was her favourite. It had a massive hammock.
Maggie parked her bike, then just walked straight into the trees without even a second glance back at Tig. She immediately found the tree and just collapsed into the hammock. She was so tired, absolutely knackered.
However once she was lying on the hammock, she was directly facing Tig. He was leaning against a tree nearby, concern etched on his face, their eyes locked on one another. Even though they were so far apart, they both became breathless instantly.
There was something about Tig that Maggie absolutely adored. Whether it be his curly hair, his cheeky smile or just how much of a big teddy bear he actually was.
After about five minutes of just continually staring at each other, Tig made his way over to the hammock and gently laid down beside her.
Now there bodies were touching, the heat radiating off one another, breaths hitched, neither wanting to move in case this feeling went away.
So they just lay there, looking up into the sky as the sun was slowly beginning to rise.
"What was all that about?" Tig eventually asked.
She knew the question would come but she had been dreading it. She couldn't tell him about Clay, or could she?
"Nothing" her answer was abrupt and straight forward.
"Bull fucking shit" Tig was having none of it.
"Mhmm" was all Maggie could say.
"Just fucking tell me, then I can help you".
"I can't, it'll ruin the club, if you knew you'd hate Clay. Then he really would kill me, not just try" she reasoned.
"No I wou…. Wait what? Clay tried to kill you?" Tig was fucking furious now.
Oh fuck. Maggie had already said too much.
"Bloody hell, if I tell you, you can't tell anyone, especially Jax" she questioned.
"Done".
"And if you do I get to kick you in the balls!" Maggie was dead set serious as she said this. It sent a shiver down Tig's back.
"Anything you want darling" he replied.
So she told him everything. Absolutely everything. About how Clay had killed their dad, bashed Gemma so that she was nearly dead, that he blackmailed her and then tried to rape and kill her.
Fuck was all Tig could think.
Once she had finished, Tig had no idea what to say. But his actions spoke louder than words as he wrapped his arms around Maggie in a very protective manner. Because they were on a hammock, she kind of just fell onto him; her head resting on chest, her legs on his legs.
They were both so drained after the events of last night that they drifted off to sleep.
The sound of Tig's phone startled them both.
He very difficultly managed to get his phone out of his pocked while Maggie was still lying on top of him.
"Yes" he answered the phone abruptly.
Maggie just listened to the one sided conversation but she could tell something was wrong when Tig's tone began to change.
"Gotta go darling" he said once he was off the phone.
"Me too" she said as they both made their way back towards their motorbikes.
"My daughters in trouble with the police again, gotta go pick her up from the dock" he explained.
"Huh?" Maggie had no idea he even had a daughter.
"I'll tell ya later" he said and with that he got on his motorbike and rode away.
Maggie watched him ride off into the distance, she wanted to know more about Tig and she knew just how to find out.
She worked in the police station now, even though she had only been working there for two days, her good friend John worked there as well. They had been best friends before she had packed up and left.
She dialled John's number and asked him about Tig's daughter. He explained that she was in trouble with the law a lot, only with minor things though. She asked him what she was in shit for this time but the weird thing was that she wasn't. John knew everything that went down in the police station so he would know if something was going on.
Maggie had sped back to Charming because she had a feeling that something terrible was going to happen. She had a storage shed in town where she kept a car, a sniper rifle and some black clothes. Well if she was going to spy on Tig, she didn't want him to know she was there right?
Once down at the docks, Maggie pinpointed the highest building she found and went to the roof so she would be out of sight.
Looking over the edge of the roof through her binoculars, she could make out Tig's figure in the distance. He appeared to be chained up with a gun pointed at his head. Well fuck. What shits going on down there?
Maggie loaded up her sniper rifle just in case she needed to use it. Tig was the first person Maggie had felt a connection to in two years and she didn't want to lose it or him.
That's when she saw him. Bishop. Fuck Fuck Fuck. Everyone knew who Bishop was and that you don't fucking mess with him.
That's when she saw her. A girl lying a in hole in the ground of some sort, she appeared to be tied up.
Some harsh words were being said between Tig and Bishop. She had absolutely no fucking clue what Tig had done to Bishop but she also didn't fucking care.
That's when she heard the girl screaming, screaming in terror. Maggie watched on as Bishop poured fuel all over the girl and then she saw Bishop pull out a lighter and tease Tig with it.
"Don't! Please don't! Fuck no!" she could hear Tig screaming.
She took this as her cue to help save his ass. Just as Bishop was about to through the lighter on the girl she fired.
'Bang'.
She had shot Bishop straight through the head.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang'.
She killed the rest of Bishops men. Wow, first time for fucking everything.
Tig had managed to unchain himself, grab his daughter and get the fuck out of there.
Maggie also did the same, she got in her car and bolted. After about twenty kilometres she ditched the car and all her clothes, burning them so that no one could trace it back to her. She then hid her gun in a safe place that she knew no one would ever find it.
Once this was done, Maggie got back on her motorcycle and sped for the club house. She didn't give a fuck about Clay anymore. She just needed to get back there, so no one would suspect it was her.
She made it to the club house before Tig did. Everyone was calm, it appeared things with Clay had died down for the minute.
After about ten minutes of being at the club house, Tig comes speeding in, with his daughter in tow. Jax and the others rush out to greet him as they could obviously tell that something was seriously wrong.
Maggie had gone out to see what was wrong but no one said a thing, they all just got in their motorbikes and were on their way. So she followed suit.
After about two hours of riding, they arrived at what was their safe house. They had gone inside but still no one would tell Maggie what had happened so she just played along pretending she had no fucking clue.
It was about four hours later when everyone had left, except Tig and both his daughters. Jax had insisted on Maggie staying too because too much shit was going down. So she obeyed.
A couple of hours later, both of Tig's daughters were asleep, so Maggie decided to go into Tig's room to see how he was doing.
She knocked on the door and he mumbled to come in.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking all sketchy, drained and worried. Maggie knelt down in front of him so that she was looking into his eyes, she could see the panic all over them.
"I can't believe I nearly lost her, my baby" he said with the weakest voice ever.
"I know but you didn't" she reassured a little too quickly.
"No, no, no" he was starting to yell.
She cupped his face in her hands.
"Tig, his dead. Gone" she said knowing that he would catch on.
It took him a minute before he registered what that meant.
"No, you didn't" Tig replied in shock. And all Maggie could do was nod.
He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her so passionately and forcefully that they both fell to the ground. From that moment onwards, Tig knew that Maggie Teller was going to be someone special to him.
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