A/N: I know it's been too long, and I know this one is short, but I promise, the next chapter is longer, and will be out within the week. For now, happy new year, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Natalie woke up on Sunday morning feeling well rested. She got out of the bed with much ease and walked to the kitchen as she figured she could make the two friends some breakfast. She had spotted eggs and bacon in the fridge the night before, and after a short hunt she had also located the bread and butter. It took her a couple of minutes, but she managed to get the coffee machine up and running, and soon the smell of caffeine filled the kitchen. She loved that smell, as it was her favourite part of mornings – besides actually drinking the coffee.
The smell of bacon and coffee had found their way into the rest of the house, because shortly after both men came stumbling out of their rooms. "Woah lass, I'm gonna enjoy havin' ye here." Chibs said, gratitude apparent on his face. Natalie smiled a little. "Don't get too used to it. Soon I'll be back to my bitchy old self." She earned herself a chuckle and a nod from the Scotsman. "I'll try and remember that lass."
Natalie made the table and grabbed orange juice and milk from the fridge and poured it for them. She wasn't usually so domestic, but she wanted to show her gratitude to Chibs. It was really nice of him to take in a stranger for free, and she wanted to repay him. Besides, it kept her mind off of things she didn't want to think about just yet.
After breakfast Coach said he really had to go, and Natalie nodded. He had to go back to work tomorrow. She wondered if people at the school would notice her absence. Obviously someone else would be teaching her classes now, but she didn't really have a lot of people she called friends. The main reason was her father's abandonment. It left an invisible scar with her that made it really hard for her to trust people. All the fights she got in at school didn't really help either. People preferred to stay far away from her. Natalie was okay with that though, she had Coach and that was the only support she really needed. She was strong and independent, and she liked it that way.
When Coach was gone and Natalie was left alone with Chibs, he told her that he probably wouldn't be at the house much, because of the club. They agreed to meet 4 times a week, early in the morning after her 1-hour jog to train for 3 hours. If for whatever reason Chibs couldn't be there, he would leave her a training schedule. The other two days of the week she could fill out herself, but she would have to report back to Chibs what she had done.
After they finalized their agreement, Natalie handed back the key Chibs had given her before, and he gave her a key to his house instead. Then Chibs left to the clubhouse, leaving Natalie all by herself. It was a nice day, so instead of staying inside the house she decided to go explore the little town.
She found her way to Main Street relatively easily, and slowly made her way down the long road. The town looked really old fashioned – it even had a barbershop for crying out loud. Almost everything was closed because it was a Sunday, and so not too many people were outside. The only place open was a candy store, which seemed to be fairly popular to all the kids. She smiled at the kids running in and out of the place, and at the older man who was behind the counter talking to the kids in an animated voice. He looked older than Coach, and incredibly adorable. He nodded at her as she passed by, and Natalie made a mental note to go visit the man soon. He seemed like he had a lot of stories to tell, and Natalie never lost her love for stories.
After several hours of wandering trough the town, the park, and even along the surprisingly large cemetery, she returned to Chibs' house. It took her a little longer than she had hoped, walking into the wrong direction a couple of times. By the time she got back, she was ready to sit down, watch a movie and eat some popcorn.
Much to her surprise there were several bikes in the driveway. She found several Sons scattered around the kitchen and the backyard, and they all greeted her in a polite matter. It seemed her show the day before had the desired effect, as they didn't seem too eager to lust over her body.
She wasn't really sure how to respond so she simply nodded, acknowledging their existence. She soon found Chibs, talking to Happy at the grill. "Aye lass, the guys were pissed I kept ye all to myself today, said I had to share ye." Natalie looked at Chibs with narrowed eyes, then to Happy, and she had to bite her tongue. What was she, his property?
"They wanted teh meet the fierce lass who knocked the prospect out." Chibs continued, noticing her eyes narrowing. After she had gone to bed the night before, Danny had told him a little bit more about her, and explained to him she had some anger issues, as he had experienced himself Friday night. Danny had given him some useful tips on how to notice she was getting angry, and how to calm her down. He'd said she was a reasonable girl, just had a lot of pent up anger in her.
Natalie narrowing her eyes was one of the signs Danny had told him about, so Chibs knew he was walking on thin ice. But his explanation, combined with some light flattery seemed to do the trick. Natalie really didn't feel like making a scene, and she could understand where the guys were coming from. "Ok. You got some food ready anytime soon? I'm starving." Chibs nodded. "Aye, I got a steak callin' your name. How you like it?" He asked, wondering what type of meat eater she was. "Red."
Happy nodded in approval, not that she cared. Natalie walked back inside; letting the two men go back to grilling. She was hoping Half Sack was there, so she could talk to him. She didn't want to apologize, but she did feel like she should say something to make sure the men weren't making too much fun of him. She just hoped she didn't cost him his membership to the club.
While she was looking for Half Sack, Juice showed up again. This guy really couldn't take a hint! "Hey Natalie, how's it going?" He asked with that adorable but annoying smile on his face. "I'm good thanks. Hey, have you seen Half Sack? Do you know if he's here?" She knew Juice wanted to talk to her, but she really wasn't in the mood. "Eh no, he had to clean the toilets at the clubhouse. So, how have you been? Have you settled in alright?" Juice continued, changing the topic back to her.
"Yeah, Juice, I'm fine. Listen Juice, you're a nice guy, but nothing will ever happen between us, so can you please stop trying so hard? You're starting to piss me off, and you've seen what I can do." She knew she was being very harsh, but she needed the message to seep through that dense head of his. Juice seemed at a loss for words, again, and she walked past him.
Tig had observed the whole thing from a distance, and couldn't help but grin at the cold "fuck off" message she had given the youngest and newest member of the Sons of Anarchy. She was a firecracker and it turned him on like crazy. If she was anywhere near as fierce in the bedroom as she was in the ring, he knew she would blow his mind.
Tig walked up to Juice and wrapped one arm around his neck in a semi-consoling manner and dragged the young member over to some of the other brothers. "She just shot down Juice in cold blood. I don't think she'll be any fun for any of us." He stated. Tig was kind of pissed about the idea that the hot, young boxer was seemingly unresponsive to any of the Sons, even though he had thoroughly enjoyed watching Juice get shot down. They were used to being pussy magnets, and the boxer's disinterest hit a sore spot with Tig. That shit just didn't happen to them. But in the end he realized that Juice's rejection only meant that there was still a chance for him and the girl to get it on, and he was already looking forward to some fresh, tight pussy.
"Trust me brother, she might be looking fierce, but sooner or later she's gonna wanna get some, and I'll be damned if it's not one of us." Bobby replied, his eyes following the woman, who was now in the kitchen scooping up some potato salad on her plate. "I don't know man, she hasn't even looked at one of us." Tig retorted. "She shot me down in every conversation I started with her." Juice butted in. "Yeah, but that's because you're and idiot, idiot." Bobby answered, earning him a good laugh from his fellow brothers and a pat on the back from Quinn. Then Quinn spoke up. "I would say that Chibs's got the biggest chance. He's livin' with the fox." All the men had to agree to that. She was sleeping two doors down from him. "We'll ask him later, but for now I'm hungry. Let's eat!" Bobby exclaimed, and all the men let out a loud sound of agreement as they got up from their positions and moved to the grill.
The rest of the night went by quickly, and Natalie tried to make some small talk here and there. The guys really had tried to engage Natalie in conversation, but she didn't have much to say. Most of the conversations were on the latest Harley models, and at one time she entered a heated discussion on one of the croweater's blowjob capabilities. She had left that conversation quickly and quietly. She wasn't a prude, but she really didn't care to discuss a woman's abilities to suck dick with 3 horny bikers.
Happy had watched her from a distance and he liked that she didn't seem to babble on about stupid shit. She hadn't been too comfortable with all the attention, and mainly just listened to the men talk.
She wasn't completely at ease with all the men in the house, especially Tig who had this crazy look in his eye, but towards the end of the night she did feel more at ease with the idea of staying with an MC for several months. That didn't mean she wasn't relieved when the men finally left, though. The quiet was something she hadn't realized she missed, and that after only spending 2 nights in the little Californian town.
After the guys had gone, Natalie started cleaning up. She hated that she was the only one making an attempt to clean up after the mess the men had made, but she reminded herself that she was Chibs' guest, so she should make an effort to repay him. Besides she would rather clean up now, than tomorrow, as the work would leave her tired and ready for bed.
"I hope that was okay, lass. They just wanted to come over, get to know the hot boxer who'll be training at the club every day." Chibs said, noticing the tired look on her face. "Yeah, it was fine. It's your house anyway, you can do whatever you want." Natalie replied with a small smile on her face. It was nice of Chibs to ask her, and she really appreciated the gesture. "I'm off to bed, the dishes are in the dishwasher. Thanks for the amazing steak."
Chibs nodded and watched her retreat to her room. The guys had wanted to know everything, including if he had slept with her yet. He had scoffed at his brothers, telling them she was of limits. Danny had made it very clear to Chibs why she was here. Chibs wasn't necessarily that protective of the woman, but his respect for Danny had him add that she was not to be touched by anybody, including himself. The guys had groaned at the old fashioned remark, and most of them had just waved it away, but Chibs knew that he had some weight in the club. He just hoped it would be enough to give Natalie some room to breath, and it would get the guys off his back.
He turned off the light in the living room and went to his own bed, wondering what the next six months would have in store for them.
