A/N: And another chapter is up. Quick update huh? I just wanted to tell you that I am having a LOT of spare time right now, since I am having holidays. So please don't go batshit crazy when it takes a little bit longer than a week (I am not making any promises here) for me to update. Once again a thank you to you all for reading my story. ^^ Feedback is always welcome (:
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything from the Sons of Anarchy and I do not make any profit writing this story. I just enjoy doing this in my spare time.
"Hey." Gwen mumbled and handed Kozik the plate, who removed the gun from his jeans and put it in the nightstand, being the most logical place where she would probably would keep it. Kozik looked at his sister, who still looked like she was about to unleash hell. He took a deep sigh and took a bite of the food.
"It tastes good." He told her as he took his another couple of bites of his breakfast. Gwen sat herself down on a chair next to the bed, hugging her knees not saying anything. Kozik finished his plate and put it on the nightstand, looking back at his little sister, noting the dark circles under her eyes. "You okay girl?"
"No. Not really." She mumbled, looking a lot older than her 34 years she had on her. He kept silent, giving her a moment to talk. Hell he didn't really expect a warm welcome after three years, but this was another extremity. "Why the hell did you show up after three years at my door step? Why didn't you talk to me at mom's funeral? Me and even fucking Anton were worried about you. I had to arrange everything and with everything I mean everything, because that asshole didn't do shit, however he did show up to read mom's will."
"I am sorry-" He remembered standing on the side-lines, a little further away from his already small family. He had left immediately when his so called mother sunk in to the ground and didn't talk to anyone.
"Stop. I ain't done yet." She snapped her blue eyes turning darker than normal. "Why show up now? Why not earlier? And how to hell did you figure out where I lived?" Kozik took a sip of his coffee and put it down again, carefully deciding on how he was going to reply to her questions.
"Believe me when I tell you, I wanted to visit you earlier, but I just didn't know how. I hadn't talked to you when mom died, because I hadn't been around much lately." With the words leaving his mouth, he now realized how much he failed his first family. "It didn't feel right, showing up only because somebody dying. It didn't feel genuine. Hell I didn't even like that woman." He realized his mistake when he saw his little sister's eyes. "Gwen I am so sorry… it just didn't feel right. I know should have been there for you, especially since Anton is a nasty son of a bitch most of the time."
"It's not only about mom's funeral you know. I was worried about you. I didn't know how to contact you, I didn't even know if you were still alive."
"Come here." Kozik held his arms open and she huddled onto the bed into her brother's arms. He kissed the top of her head. "I'm sorry Gwen, I am so sorry."
They stayed like that for maybe half an hour until Gwen started to move again. "So now what?" She asked. "You are just going to leave and I just need to wait until I see you again, or are we going to keep in touch with each other now?" Kozik sighed. It was a fair question and he hadn't figured the answer out yet.
"I've no idea… However I have a favor to ask." She quirked an eyebrow looking him dead in the eye. It was not a common look for her, but yet again he hadn't seen his little sister for almost three years.
"Don't give me a diplomatic statement, give me the truth." Kozik sighed and looked away. How the hell was he going to tell her they were practically being a target at the moment, endangering her in the process, without making her run to the cops.
"First, I need you to promise me something."
"Tell me."
"After I tell you this, you don't talk about this with anybody. I don't care if it's your BFF, the police in order to safe me. You don't talk about this with anybody, but me, or Happy or any other member I tell you, you can trust. Okay?"
"I promise." She replied after a long silence.
"I wanted to ask you, if you could drop me off in Charming. The Mayans, you know who the Mayans are right?" Gwen nodded.
"I am not completely oblivious to all the MC shit."
"They shot me last night. They just rode by and they started firing at us. We both got out, however it's not safe for us to stay here. They are up to something, it would be the best for us all if I get my ass back into a clubhouse as soon as possible."
"And you want me to give you a ride to Charming? But your chapter is in Tacoma right?" He nodded.
"Yeah it is, but the sooner we are in a clubhouse, the safer it is."
"Sure. Okay. When do you want to leave?" Her voice was serious and he didn't hear any hesitation.
"Tomorrow, if it's possible." He replied. Gwen nodded and stood up from the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Packing my shit, loading your bike into my pick-up, buy some food so we can get going." Gwen replied, grabbing his plate and his now empty coffee cup. "Is there anything else I should know about?"
"I missed you."
"I missed you too. Just keep the crazy man in line. I've the feeling he wants to kill me."
"Oh he probably does, don't worry though, he won't."
"As if that's making me feel better. Almost wants me to take back my own gun and keep it with me at all times." Kozik shook his head.
"That will only tick him off more. And don't touch my bike! Let Happy do it. You won't be able to handle it, it's different than a car you know."
"Oh sweet brother, I know how to ride." She gave him a wink leaving him behind in her bed, completely stunned what she just said to him. His baby sister rode?
"Ah hell no…" He mumbled to himself when she closed the door. It felt as if he had failed at another point in his life. He opened the drawer and revealed the gun. It was a pretty heavy piece for a small woman like her. It made him smile that she had at least had taken his advice on having a gun in the house, even if she didn't plan on using it.
