A/N- Thanks to all readers, and a huge thanks to all reviewers! I think it's time for Teagan to visit the world of CaraCara and meet Ima, one of my least favorite people on SoA, I hope Teagan puts her in her place!

"Hi Luanne" Teagan said as the porn producer walked into the bakery.

"Hi sweetie." Luanne said to her, kissing her cheek. Teagan wasn't comfortable with the whole Hollywood kiss thing, but Luanne was harmless, and had been buying a ton of stuff from the bakery the past month. Luanne pulled out an envelope handing it to Teagan.

"What is this?" Teagan asked her opening, inside was about $5000.

"Its your cut for all the bakery crap you let us use for the movie." Luanne said.

"I did what now?"

"Well you didn't think we were eating all those fatty things did you?" Luanne said with a laugh, "We used them for the ambience and props for 'Baker Does a Dozen.' Although we did eat some." Luanne admitted with a wink.

"Props…" Teagan said, her mind began going to terrible, unnatural places, and she decided to just turn those visuals off.

"Your bakery will be in the credits too, should be good for business for you." Luanne told her happily.

"Yeah, great…" Teagan said wondering if it would be rude to refuse that great honor. The $5000 in her hand told her it was.

"You should come to the wrap party tonight, it'll be a lot of fun." Luanne said, chuckling at Teagan's face. "If you went to a Samcro party, CaraCara will seem tame to you, plus we have better booze."

Teagan didn't want to offend Luanne, not after she handed her a wad of cash. She decided she could go for a few minutes, say hi to Luanne, and take off. "I'll be there." She said with what she hoped passed for a pleasant smile.

SOASOASOA

What does one wear to a porn party? It was the question of the night for Teagan. She supposed she could have asked Lyla, but she hadn't seen her car in the driveway, and assumed she just stayed after work for the party. Teagan decided she had no one to impress and settled on a tight, black, v-neck t-shirt and white shorts. She paused in the mirror, looking at the scar across her stomach. It was healing nicely, not nearly as repulsive as she thought it would be, Tara did a great job on the stitching, and it was turning into just a faint pink line. Teagan had been avoiding the Sons since the incident. Not in a 'bitchy, I'm better than you' way, more in an 'I don't know what to say or how to act now that you saved my ass' way. Aside from Opie, she hadn't seen any of them in a month.

Teagan walked into CaraCara, and had a moment of 'what am I doing here." There were gorgeous girls, and guys milling all around and, surprisingly to her, the Sons were there also. She had forgotten they were partners in CaraCara. A pretty blonde with what looked to be a bad attitude approached her.

"I'm sorry, this is a closed party, you'll have to leave." She told her in a snotty voice. It was official, Teagan didn't like her at all.

"Well, alright then bitch, nice to meet you." Teagan was grateful to have an out to leave, but didn't much care for being thrown out.

"Excuse me?" The blonde asked her.

Just as Teagan opened her mouth, Luanne came up, putting an arm around her. "Don't mind Ima, she's protective. Ima, this is Teagan, she was invited by me. Teagan, Ima was in the movie"

"Oh, I should have guessed from the flab that she worked with cake all day." Ima said with a smile.

Teagan knew that not only did she not have flab, but she worked out more and could probably snap Ima like a twig. "And I should have guessed she was a porn star by the 'I just swallowed a load' look that seems to be permanently plastered on her face."

"Well, let's go get you a drink!" Luanne said, trying to cut through the tension. Teagan stood at the bar area, only half listening to Luanne, watching Ima go sit in Jax's lap. Well, that didn't sit well with her at all, especially the fact that he seemed to have no problem with it.

"Fancy seeing you here." Gemma said, pulling Teagan out of the fog.

"I could say the same about you." Teagan said.

"I came to keep an eye on my man, and from the looks of it, so did you." Gemma said with a cocky smile. Teagan decided Jax must have gotten his smile from her.

"I don't have a man." Teagan informed her.

"Oh and the look your shooting the skank in my son's lap is just coincidence?" Gemma asked her.

"I don't like that bitch." Teagan told her.

"Neither do I." Gemma volunteered.

"Do you like anyone?" Teagan asked her remembering the many conversations with Donna about the woman.

Gemma laughed. "Regardless of what Donna might have told you, I liked her. And I like you. I don't like leeches that latch onto the club with nothing to offer but pussy."

"Like Lyla?" Teagan asked her.

"Lyla wouldn't be my first choice for Opie, but he loves her, and she does have a good heart under that silicone." Gemma conceded.

"Yeah." Teagan said glancing over at Lyla and Opie, sitting in a corner whispering to each other and laughing, in a world of their own.

"Want some advice?" Gemma asked her.

"Do I really have an option?" Teagan questioned.

"Girls like that, you have to let them know who's queen bitch. If you don't they'll walk all over you."

"I thought you were Queen, Gemma?" Teagan asked with a crooked smile.

"Yes, well, maybe I'd be willing to pass on the title."

Teagan glanced at Jax again, who finally looked away from the tits in his face, and smiled and waved at Teagan.

Teagan glanced back at Gemma who reiterated, "Queen. Bitch." Teagan nodded and walked over to Jax, Ima, Juice, Chibs and a couple other girls who Teagan didn't know, or care to know.

"Hey T." Jax said with his cocky grin. He was trying to make her jealous, a fact that didn't sit well with Teagan.

"Jax." She said coolly before looking at Ima. "Jax's skank."

"Oh look, it's the little baker girl." Ima said with a small laugh. "Why don't you go back home and make some cookies or something, make yourself useful."

"Wow, clever and able to deep throat. Your mother must be so proud." Teagan said, not dropping her fake smile.

"Well, I'm sure Jax is, at any rate." Ima said, looking at Jax, kissing him deeply.

Teagan stood there watching the two for a minute, fuming inside.

Ima finally peeled herself away looking back at Teagan. "Are you still here? I thought I made it clear, you aren't welcome here."

Teagan decided that was the final straw. She took her drink and very deliberately poured it over Ima's perfectly coifed hair.

"YOU BITCH!" Ima screamed jumping up. The Sons chuckled, and Ima shot them a 'how dare you' look.

"That's Queen Bitch." Teagan told her, smiling.

Ima raised her hand to slap Teagan, who grabbed her wrist before being hit, and pulled Ima in close to whisper to her, "I will kill you." Ima's eyes widened and she pulled away, running over to Luanne, presumably to cry.

Teagan sauntered over to Jax, grabbing him by his collar, and pulling him up out of the chair. He smiled at her, as they stood inches apart. "Yes darling?" He asked her softly.

"Trying to make me jealous biker boy? Just remember, I know when you're fucking her, you're thinking about me." Teagan said, grabbing his neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss slipping her tongue into his mouth, and running her free hand down his chest, grabbing his manhood and giving it a slight squeeze. She pulled away, and Jax looked at her, mouth slightly open. "Bye Jax." She said, in a sultry tone, and walking out of CaraCara.

SOASOASOA

Teagan was just about to lay down when someone pounded on her door loudly. She went to the door, and saw Jax through the peephole. She smiled to herself, and opened the door. "Can I help y…" was all she managed to get out before Jax grabbed her, pulling her into him and kissing her almost violently.

A/N- WONDER WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN NEXT? HAD TO END IT ON SOMEWHAT OF A CLIFFHANGER. THE MORE REVIEWS, THE FASTER I UPDATE THE NEXT CHAPTER! :)