Stepping out of her car, Marissa stepped back as the multiple motorcycles pulled up and lined themselves in a row to park. She raised an eyebrow as Tara got out of her car with Gemma.
"A Cutlass?" Tara shrugged.
"My Dad's." Marissa nodded her head in recognition. She followed everyone into the front doors of the clubhouse. She couldn't stop her face from scrunching up once she walked inside and the smell assaulted her.
"Jesus Christ, do you guys ever crack a window in this place?"
"This smell is never going to go away." Bobby quipped with a sort of pride in his voice.
"Maybe you should tell them bitches to invest in some Summer's Eve." Marissa looked up surprised as the bark of laughter came from Gemma, the first sign of life she had seen in the older woman since meeting her.
"Hey Ris, do you think you can make some Dirty Chicas?"
"Do you have to work tomorrow?" Marissa asked knowing what the drinks could do to the pair. When Tara shook her head no, Marissa shrugged her shoulders. "Sure, is it okay if I use your bar?" She asked Clay. Amazingly enough, she had heard so many stories about SAMCRO from Tara that Marissa felt like she knew all of them.
"No problem doll. Hey, Half Sack, help the girl out with anything she needs."
"Half-Sack?" Marissa couldn't help but ask the younger man who blushed under her stare.
"It's a long story."
"Please tell me it doesn't involve a pissed off woman and a knife."
"Nah more like a bomb overseas." Marissa simply nodded her head as she peeled off her leather jacket and started to move behind the bar to get everything she would need. Everyone stopped to stare at the muscle definition in her arms.
"Are you still training?" Marissa shook her head and turned back towards Tara as everyone seemed to crowd the bar.
"Not as much as I would like to. Some crazy shit was going on for awhile so I had to put it on the backburner." She noticed the questioning look in everyone's eyes. "I was doing some MMA training back in Chicago." She turned back to Tara who asked another question.
"How are you doing financially?" Marissa leaned back before answering.
"I have enough in the account to keep me from being evicted for a few months. I guess if shit goes real bad, I can always make a call and use the money that Dante left me if those ATF assholes don't find out about it." A flicker of sadness appeared in her eyes when she mentioned the man, but it was gone just as quickly as it came.
"So you said things ended between you and Nick, are you seeing anyone?" Marissa grabbed a couple of glasses and started cleaning them while answering.
"As a matter of fact, Bob and I are getting pretty serious, I'm actually considering proposing to him since things are going so well." Tara couldn't stop the giggle that escaped from her lips. Gemma spoke up.
"What's so funny? Who's Bob?"
"My Battery Operated Boyfriend." She winked towards Chibs as everyone laughed at the lack of filter this young woman had. Juice looked up towards the TV monitors.
"Hey, it looks like Koz and Hap just pulled up."
"Good, we'll have Church real quick before we take a ride." Clay ordered. Marissa turned her back towards everyone as she started mixing drinks. She missed the appearance of Happy and Koz. By the time she looked up, the double doors had closed and she turned to Gemma.
"Would you like a Dirty Chica, Gemma?" Marissa asked trying to crack the woman's shell, if even for a little bit.
"Is it good?" At Tara's nod, Gemma responded. "Sure, what the hell?" Marissa poured three generous amounts of the deep red concoction and toasted to the two ladies. She couldn't help but smile as both women praised the drink and she quickly whipped another batch for later as well as something else for later. It only took about 20 minutes for the men to come out of the room. She watched Clay kiss Gemma and Jax do the same for Tara before informing Half-Sack to watch after the ladies. Before they walked out of the door, Marissa called Tig over. Everyone stopped and stared, remembering the incident back at the hospital.
"What?" Tig replied as Marissa grabbed two large shot glasses and poured a green liquid into each glass. "What the hell is this?"
"A peace offering." The last thing Marissa needed to do was make enemies with people that Tara needed to protect her. Besides, Tig may seem bat-shit crazy but there was something else about him that intrigued Marissa. "It's called 'A Trip to OZ'" She clinked her glass with Tig and they each drowned their respective shots. Tig placed the shot glass back on the bar.
"If you keep making drinks like this, I might just forgive you for calling me an asshole."
"You keep complimenting my drinks; I might just let you smack my ass again." Tig laughed as the men finally walked out the door.
About an hour later, Gemma announced that she was leaving to go check on Unser and then head home. She demanded that Marissa attend family dinner on Sunday and advised her to bring a plate. As Tara and Marissa watched her walk her out of the door, Marissa couldn't stop shaking her head.
"She may be a frigid bitch, but damn I would kill for her wardrobe." Tara smirked.
"She invited you to family dinner; she's warming up to you."
"Either that or she plans on sticking a apple in my mouth and serving me on a plate." She laughed as she walked around the bar and put her arms around Tara. "Come on girlie, let's catch up."
3 hours later, the guys finally came back from their deal with Niners. They walked up towards Half Sack who was laughing to himself. They could hear the loud bass of music coming from the inside as if there was a Friday night party going on even though the boys had canceled the party due to recent events.
"What the hell?" Bobby asked. Half Sack turned towards Jax, still laughing.
"I have to say, Jax, I have never seen this side of your Old Lady before." Jax glared before all the men walked inside the clubhouse and instantly stopped in their tracks. Standing on top of a pool table, without a care in the world, was Tara and Marissa singing at the top of their lungs to Carrie Underwood's "Before He Cheats."
Jax took in the relaxed look on Tara's face as she had a drink in one hand and was laughing through singing. Her dark hair was swaying and she seemed to be having the time of her life. Jax didn't know what Marissa did to bring out this side of Tara, but he was damn thankful for the woman.
Happy, on the other hand, couldn't keep his eyes off the woman who Tig dubbed "The Hurricane." He had heard about her in Church and even got a quick glance at her before they had left but now he got a full view of her and he definitely liked what he saw. He dark brown curls fell down the middle of her back and her big hazel eyes were filled with mischief. When the song ended and the beat of the next one started, the boys looked on with amusement as both girls screamed with delight before quickly starting to shake their asses.
When she turned around to give them a full view, Happy couldn't help his eyes from darkening as she shook her hips better then Shakira ever could. He turned to Jax to see the same look of lust aimed towards Tara. The men all stood back and enjoyed the free show before Tara finally noticed them and waved. Opie walked towards the stereo and turned it down while Jax and Juice helped the ladies off the pool table and they headed towards the couch and sat down laughing. The guys all grabbed a drink and laughed amongst themselves.
"Enjoying yourself ladies?" Piney asked. The girls merely nodded their heads while trying to catch their breath.
"Oh God, that brings back so many memories." The girls looked at each and instantly screamed, "REEEEMIIXXXX" before falling into a fit of giggles all over again.
"What the hell is in those drinks?" Chibs asked he took a sniff of Marissa's drink. Everyone could do nothing but laugh for the next two hours at the female's antics which were more than a little amusing.
Marissa opened her eyes and instantly regretted it. The pounding in her head made her wish for a bullet to put her out of her misery. Her eyes adjusted to the surroundings and she realized she was in a room laying down a bed. When she went to move, she felt an arm wrapped around her shoulders and she immediately sobered up. She sent a quick prayer that she had not fucked one of the bikers last night, but she felt the jeans on her legs and doubted that she would have still been dressed. She threw caution to the wind and glanced behind her to see Tara lying in bed with her, mouth open as soft snores escaped her throat.
Marissa couldn't help but laugh. How many times did these two end up in this position after a night of drinking? She carefully got off the bed, sure not to wake Tara and grabbed her purse off the dresser. Opening the door, the smell let her know that she was still in the clubhouse. Not giving a damn how she looked, she made her way downstairs in order to grab her duffel bag out the car and find out where she could take a much needed shower. She was half way past the bar when someone's voice made her jump.
"Did anyone tell you that you look like a hot female version of Slash after a night of drinking?" She glared at Tig as he stared at the massive amount of frizz and curls on top of her head.
"Did anyone tell you it's too fucking early in the morning to be so damn loud?" She could smell coffee and her eyes instantly started looking for it.
"Coffee will be done soon." Marissa nodded as she plopped onto the couch and grabbed a cigarette out of her purse. She opened her eyes when she heard her name being damned to all hell.
"God, I fucking hate you." Tara moaned as she came downstairs and laid her head in Marissa's lap while stretching out. Marissa couldn't stop the laugh even though it killed her head.
"You asked for it. Although I'm glad to know all those dancing lessons that we had in the living room wasn't wasted."
"GOOD MORNING LADIES." Jax yelled as each woman groaned before Marissa threw her lighter at him. Jax told Half Sack to pour each of them a cup of coffee. Half Sack brought over the two mugs along with creamer and sugar. Marissa instantly perked up and quickly made her coffee the way she preferred it. Tara nudged her knee with her hand.
"So what are we doing today?" Marissa took a long drink of the warm liquid before answering.
"Well, I guess I need to find a hotel to stay at and a grocery store since Mother Hen has demanded to see me tomorrow night."
"No way are you staying at a hotel. You are staying with us." Marissa raised her eyebrow. "I'm staying with Jax now that Abel has come home."
"What about your dad's place?"
"I haven't decided what I am doing with it yet. It's still filled to the ceiling with crap that I have yet to go through." The pair continued to talk until Marissa finally decided that she couldn't stand the smell of herself any longer and announced she needed a shower.
An hour later, she ran down the steps feeling like a new person. Her hair was pulled back into a thick ponytail and she was dressed causally in a tank top, ripped jeans and boots. She stopped in her tracks at the sight of a man standing by the bar talking to Tig and Bobby. She felt Tara's hand as she came up behind her.
"Who is that?" Marissa asked. "I have heard about damn near everyone in this town and you never mentioned anyone that was tall, bald and fine."
"That's Happy." Tara noticed the look in Marissa's eyes and quickly made the woman face her. "I don't know much about him, but from what I do know, he makes Tig seem like a playful puppy." Marissa placed a smile on her face.
"So he's trouble, huh? Come on, Tara, you know that's my favorite kind of man." Tara could do nothing but shake her head as Marissa made her way over to the bar.
"Hey boys." Marissa announced before turning towards Happy and extended her hand. "I haven't met you yet. I'm Marissa, Tara's friend." Happy stared at her before slowly grabbing her hand.
"Happy." He nodded but didn't say anything else. Marissa couldn't help but wonder if that voice came from a rough night or if he always sounded like this.
"Rissa, why don't you follow me back to the house? I have to relieve Neeta anyway." Marissa waved goodbye before following Jax and Tara out.
