Chapter 4 - May contain violence or sex or both! Ooer! Enjoy love Lexi xxxxxx Thank you so much for the reviews 3 much love xxx

Half-sack

The prospect had seen Quinn working over the English chick, damn that was fast. He had watched them for a minute before slamming the door on purpose. Wrapped around each other, what gives... the power of the patch man.. the power of the patch. He couldn't wait. Half-Sack had done his time as a hang-a-round, a friend, and he had done so much shit for this club as a Prospect, he was bound to get in as long as he didn't fuck up to bad with Clay again! His parents despaired of their only son when he put the cut on for the first time, they blamed PTSD and his life serving in the forces.

Truth of it was Half-Sack loved the club life, it was kinda like being in the services again. Brothers in arms. Sure he had it rough now. Prospecting he had done everything from cutting a deer into pieces, unblocking toilets, clearing up cum, puke and piss, and shot and killed for his brothers. They meant the world to him. He was truly loyal to Chibs and Jax who had sponsored him. He liked Tig's freakish behaviour.

He had recently met Cherry, she would be his old lady one day, for now she was just a hang-a-round, he didn't know how he felt about the fact she had been a sweet butt, sleeping with any member up in Indian Hills. The fact she took a blow to the face from the Queen, and still stuck around. She was worth it he hoped and one day he would ink her.

"Oi prospect stop fucking daydreaming son.." Piney, Opie's dad shouted at him "Grab a broom and clean the chapel. We gotta bring Gez home. Stock the bar, we got Tacoma, Indian Hills, and other chapters on their way."

Half-Sack nodded, shaking his head. A Samcro wake was loud, plenty of booze would be drunk, plenty of pussy screwed. He went into the back room and got a mop and bucket, soon he would get his five piece, soon he would have a grunt to do this shit for him.

Half-Sack watched Quinn leave Juliette and Piney take his place, the boys were really gonna look after Happy's sister. This was the only family he needed.

Juliette

She smiled as the old man stood with her. "Gez had a daughter huh? I missed him when he left, he went to help set up SAMBEL, he got spooked in Belfast and was retired out just before your birth I suppose. He had taken a bad fall from his Harley and it crushed his hand and his spirit. No ride no vote. He parted on good terms." Piney's voice drifted off as he seemed lost in memories.

"Yeah" She replied "Dad would never tell what happened to his hand, all Mum and I knew is that it was hurt in Belfast. Dad became an English citizen when he married my Mum but his heart was always here. We could tell, he would drift off and we knew he was lost in his thoughts."

Piney patted her back and wrapped an arm over her shoulder. "Don't worry honey we are your family now. Samcro takes care of its own." The old guy walked off towards the back room or Chapel as she would find out later. He shouted out "Sack, I blocked the john again..."

"Fuck Piney you shit like a bear..." Half Sack called out from behind the bar he was stocking. He threw her an apologetic smile. "Sorry.. he does though.."

She shook her head and laughed, she could be at home here, perhaps Charming wasn't so bad, after all.

Quinn

Hot damn, her kiss had rocketed through his body, he found it hard to focus on what Clay was saying to him. Gun Run.. check, Nomads... check, her body pressed against him, the taste of her mouth.

"Quinn Brother?" Clay arched an eyebrow "I asked if you were alright with Happy's transfer from the Nomads?"

"Aye Brother I have his letter here." Quinn pulled it out of his cut handing it to the Prez of the mother charter. "Was thinking about doin the same Brother, West is ready to step up an' I am getting tired of the road to be truthful."

"Your a welcome addition to Brother. I will bring it to the table this afternoon." Clay responded

Quinn wanted a home, he wanted an old lady, he was sick of the sweetbutts and the crow eaters. He wanted roots. Being a Nomad put miles on his tyres and on his face, he wanted a kid, maybe two. First he just wanted to belong.

"We good with this Clay? " Quinn gestured between them both and Clay nodded. "We good Brother." the grey head nodded in his direction. "What you know about the gash you were sticking your tongue in?"

Quinn looked up at the ceiling and rolled his shoulder. "Now ain't the time to play coy Brother. Who is she?"

"Gez Lowman's daughter. Happy's younger sister. Seems their old man passed on. Bobby, Tig and the prospects gone to bring his body back here."

"Well shit.." said Clay "I always wondered what happened to that fucker since he got discharged. Come introduce me."

The two men stepped out of the Chapel and Quinn moved back to Juliettes side, she had a mug of coffee in her hands and Chucky was hovering around her. "Clay Morrow, Juliette Lowman, Clay is the President of the Son's, He knew your dad good."

He watched her place her mug down and extend her hand. Clay took it and wrapped his big hand around hers and shook it. "Welcome to Charmin' Darlin'"

Quinn placed his hand against the small of her back as Clay and her talked for a good hour, back n forth about Gez Lowman's life. It was only the horn of the black van that drew their attention out front.

As they walked to the door, Quinn pulled her back and lent down and whispered in her ear "Where you staying tonight Sugar?" She mumbled about getting a room in the local motel. "The Romada? I ain't letting you sleep in that skank hole. You can crash with me."

Juliette slowly nodded and smiled. Thanking him. He wondered if she knew it was a bed in a room here. He grinned at himself.

Quinn watched Half-Sack and the other prospects had laid a black Sons flag over the coffin of her father, and they carried him in through the double doors, laying his coffin on the large redwood table in the chapel. His cut lay onto of the coffin and soon was surrounded by trinkets as Sons arrived and congregated around the clubhouse.

Happy stood with his sister on her right and Quinn stood on her left. People hugged her and paid their condolences to her and Happy. She slipped her hand towards Quinn's and nudged his fingers with hers. He looked down and smiled briefly, looping his around hers and squeezing them in return.

As the evening wore on, jet lag kicked in, he watched her eyes droop. Happy had disappeared with a blonde crow-eater, Quinn led her away quietly to his dorm room, her eyes widened and he placed his fingers on her lips. "Shhh trust me Sugar." His lips replaced his fingers as he scooped her up in his arms and laid her on the bed.

Hehe will they or won't they! Stay tuned!