The next day I arranged with Tara that she would drive me to TM after work so that I could tell them my problem and hopefully get my bike repaired.
Tara wanted to see Jax anyways. I noticed that the both got a bit closer during the last few days.
At lunch I confronted Tara "Hey, do you want to tell me, what's going on between Jax and you? Maybe a comeback?" I smiled childishly at her.
She let out a loud sigh. "God, I wished I know. I still do like him very much. But I don't know how this is gonna work."
"Well, what about you don't think about it too much and just let it flow?" I softly touched her hand.
I felt that Jax made Tara happy and that's all I wished for her.
"You know, sometimes it needs some distance between to people to make them realize how much they missed each other"

"You really should write some motivational books" Tara laughed at me. "Do you even believe what you're saying?"
I didn't really know an answer to that question. "Well, I try. A new start needs you to rethink some of your principles, I guess"
When Tara wanted to say something she was cut off by her ringing phone. "Excuse me" She smiled while answering her phone.
"Hello" And suddenly I could see how her look changed from smiling into frozen. She immediately shut down her phone and put it back in her bag.
"Hey, you okay?" I looked at her concerned. "Ehm .. yeah. Yeah, just someone. Had the wrong number."
She tried to smile and I knew that she wasn't telling the truth.
"You would tell me if something were wrong, don't you?" A strange look crossed her face.
"Yes, of course. See, I gotta finish some rounds. I'll pick you up after work in the entrance, okay?"
"Yeah, okay" And with that, she got up and went away, leaving me at the table.
I thought about that moment for a few minutes. Something was strange here. I was sure Tara would sooner or later tell me about it.

I had to do some rounds, as well. Last week Wendy, the junkie mother of poor little Abel, nearly got herself O.D
and I had to check on her constantly, making sure this won't happen again. Something seemed odd with that case, though.
Before that incident and after she gave birth to Abel she appeared to me that she would quit the drugs and that she really wanted to change.
I knew that look in her eyes pretty well. But I didn't know how to confront her with my suspicions.
That wasn't my job anyway and I didn't want to ruin this career, too. So I just let it be. For now. First I needed to know what was going on with Tara.

After work I waited in the entrance for her to come. While standing there I looked outside recognizing a dark red wagon which I spotted there 3 days in a row.
I wouldn't even notice but I thought the color was so ugly that I had to look.
I chuckled to myself. I would never get why people drive cars. Especially such silly ones.

Tara finally rushed to me. "Sorry, I was stuck in a dumb conversation with Gemma." She rolled her eyes.
"Something bad?" I asked her pulling her into a quick hug. "No. Just some of her occasionally threats. So then, let's go and find out if your bike can be fixed."
"Of course it can be!" I nearly yelled, my eyes in shock. But Tara just laughed.
"Hey, don't tease me with my bike. That's a sensitive topic. It's like my baby. Nobody teases me with my baby." I pouted.
"And besides, you know that I simply could have called TM and make them get my bike at my house. No need for you to drive me there."
She knew what I was hinting at. "Jax has nothing to do with it." She defended herself.
"I just think a personal consulting is better. And I want the best for my friend." She put on a fake smile.
"Ha! A likely story"


When we entered the parking lot of TM I could no better than gape. Standing there all in line, there were those beautiful babies.
All Harleys, all pretty as newborn kittens. I stood there for a while in admiration when Tara's voice brought me back.
"Oh Jesus. Shall I wait till your mooneyes grow to normal size?"
"You didn't tell me that this is heaven!" I boped her with a big grin on my face.
Jax, who was sitting on a bench near the clubhouse came over to us, noticing the goofy look on my face.
He embraced Tara for greeting and reached me a hand.

"Hey, it's Ella, right? You ride, too?"
"Hi. Yes and hell yes!" I nodded confidently. But Jax didn't really take me seriously and just giggled.
"What's so funny, pretty boy?" I raised an eyebrow and Tara seemed surprised at my sudden cockiness.
"Don't you think a pretty girl like me can drive a bike? Do you think I am not tough enough? Hm? Tell me, Prince Charming!"
I gave him a little push. Tara widened her eyes in amusement and my little action lured some of the boys working there to come closer.
Most of them wearing the same cuts and I guessed this must be the members of SAMCRO. They all looked amused and I sensed that they all took me for a joke.
Oh, how I like to be proved right.

"Easy, honey" Jax still giggled. "So, you're tough then, hm? And think you know all about bikes?" I liked where this is going.
"Yeah, I'm damn sure!" I told dominantly. Some of the guys were howling but I didn't care.
"All right. Prove me. I point on 4 of those bikes and you tell me eveything you know about it" He winked at me, pretty sure that I would fail.
Some guys in the back were laughing pretty loud. "Don't be too hard on her, Jacky Boy!" I could hear one man say. "Make it 3, that's fair, ya know".
Jax nodded in agreement and the others were still laughing. I turned around to face him.
A cigarette was hanging lose in his mouth and his black-silver hair were pulled back by his sunglasses.

I wouldn't say that he was very pretty but he had an enormously attractive aura. He smiled shyly and looked at me with a bit of pity.
And I was sure he didn't want to mock me. I gave him a little smile "Thank you, but I don't need presents."
He put down his sunglasses and shrugged his shoulders, still with a little grin on his face.

"Well, I came here to get my .. vehicle fixed" I made sure I didn't use the word "bike".
"Let's make it 5, and I get the repair for free" I reached my hand in Jax's direction. "I like it when girls are bossy" He gave Tara a small smile.
"Deal!" And we shook our hands.

"Ok, let's go. What about this one?" He pointed at a black trike.
"You're kiddin'? A Davidson Electra Tri-Glide" His jaw dropped for a moment.
"Well, make it harder than. That?" "A Dyna Street Bob without its front fairing. Nice one" I smiled as I watched the bike.
"Thank ya, missy!" The guy with sunglasses shouted and put up hand. I slightly saluted.

"Jax, we can play this game a while longer, or you just admit that you were wrong" I smiled at him as innocent as I could.
"Oh, never, honey. What about that darling here?" That was really a tough one. I had to think for a few moments which made Jax think that I was insecure.
"Wanna give up?" He looked down at me with a pout.
"No, I'm just not sure if that Dyna Super Glide Sport is from 2002 or 2003. But I would say, 2003. Yeah, definitely 2003."

Now the boys around couldn't hold back their surprise. Some of them even applauded. "Guys, we're not finish here!" Jax yelled.
And I could tell he was being nervous. "Okay, last two. I pick them with closed eyes at the same. Boys, count down from 10."
I turned around to Tara. She was just shaking her head and grinned. Sure, she thought this was childish. But I absolutely enjoyed it.

"3,2,1!" All the men screamed.
As I saw which bikes Jax chose a wide grin spread my face. Oh, this was super easy.
"You ready for your destruction, pretty boy?" I gently tapped Jax' shoulder.
"Here you go! A beautiful lovely Custom Chopper and a 2008 Harley Davidson Dyna Super Glide with a Twin Cam 96 Pushrod V-twin engine!"

And now everyone was jeering and clapping. "Well, you really fooled me here, lady. But I will be a fair looser." He took a bow.
"So, what kind of vehicle can we fix for you, for free?" He asked still in his bow.
"Nah, it's just a flat tyre. On my 1992 Harley Davidson Sportster 883. So nothing too expensive for you." I grinned.
And now Jax laughed loudly putting me into a big hug. "Yeah, it's good you're in town now" He said.

When the crowd resolved Tara came over to me and Jax. "Well, I gotta go now. You sure can drive home with one of the guys, when they fix your bike at yours.
If that's okay for you?" She looked at me and Jax. I nodded and Jax beckoned to the guy with sunglasses to come over.
"Hey, Chibs! Can you drive Ella home and take care of her bike?" The man smiled "Sure. I would be a pleasure."
Jax and Tara turned around and sat down on a bench talking.

"So, yer Queen of the Bikes, aye?" Now, when I could have a closer look at his face I notice that he had some large scars at each corner of his mouth that went nearly up to his ears. Still he was surrounded by that powerful aura and somehow I felt my legs shaking a little.
"Well, you could say that. I just love bikes. It never crossed my mind to drive a car. I mean, what do you need it for in California?
It's always too hot to sit in those moving boxes."
I shook my head and he laughed deeply. His voice had a nice, comforting sound.
"I'm Ella, by the way. A friend and colleague of Tara" "Aye, nice to meet ya, Ella. Me name is Filip. But ya can call me Chibs"
He put his arm around my waist and guided me to the garage. His touch made me crawl a little.
"And now let's see if we can find a new tyre for yer little bike, rocker girl."


PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF I USE SOME WRONG WORDS.
ENGLISH IS NOT MY MOTHER TONGUE ;)
I'M OPEN FOR FEEDBACK :)
I TOOK MY SOME TIME TO WRITE THAT CHAPTER BECAUSE I'M STILL NOT SURE HOW CLOSE
I AM GONNA STICK TO THE EVENTS IN THE SERIES.
DEFINITLY WANT TO PUT KOHN IN HERE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK? ;)