The following day Jasmine was on the early morning shift in the diner and luckily it was a slow morning. She had woken up with a headache that morning and would have perferred to have stayed in bed but she would not let her boss down and hauled her tired ass out of bed. Now cleaning down the counter top she glanced up and saw an older woman walking towards the diners front door. She really hoped the woman would keep on walking past the diner but from the determined look on her face and the way she seemed to be zeroing in on the diner she did not think that would probaly happen. She looked familiar but Jasmine just hoped who ever she was that she would drop her middle aged ass into one of the booths and not want much. There was something distinctly biker chick about her. Or upon looking at her again, Biker Bitch with a capital B!

"You Jasmine?"

Jasmine looked up from where she was cleaning down the counter top. The biker bitch was standing in front of her, clad in tight fitting jeans and a black lace top, with her perfectly manicured nails and immaculate hair, glaring at her.

"Yeah I'm Jasmine, What of it?"

Jasmine saw a flash of something in the womans eyes and a smile on her face that looked more like a smirk.

"The names Gemma...Gemma Morrow."

"That's nice for you. What can I do for you."

"I hear your showing an interest in one of my boys."

"One of your boys. Who's that then?"

Jasmine decided to play dumb, she knew exactly who the woman standing opposite her was, no one could live in Charming and not know who the Queen of the bikers was.

"Juice."

"We have plenty of that here. What type would you like? Orange...Cranberry...Apple?"

Gemma glared at the young woman in front of her, she was beginning to become really annoyed with the young woman standing behind the counter.

"Not that kind of Juice."

"Well I don't think we have any other kind of Juice here."

"I'm not talking about any fucking kind of drink. I'm talking about Juice Ortiz, one the SONS."

"Oh that Juice...What of him?"

"I've been told that you have become romantically involved with him. I want to know what your intentions are, concerning him?"

Jasmine looked at Gemma for a moment and thought about what she was going to say, normally she would not be rude to anyone but Gemma had pissed her off.

"Well, whatever my intentions are concerning Juice is none of your goddamn business."

"None of my business, you little bitch. He is a member of my family and if you think that I am going to stand by and let a little bitch like you harm him, you got another thing coming lady."

Gemma was fuming, how dare this mere slip of a girl talk to her like this, telling her that her relationship with Juice was none of her business.

"Besides what do you think you are? His bloody mother." Jasmine continued.

"I'm the closest thing to a mother that boy has and I am not going to let you harm him." Gemma glared at Jasmine with a cold intensity.

Jasmine leaned across the counter and glaring back at her with equal intensity.

"As I have already said...whatever my relationship with Juice is NONE of your goddamn business. If you think you can interfere and try to split us up...THEN BRING IT ON BITCH!... GIVE IT YOUR BEST SHOT"

After Gemma had left the diner she got on her phone and scrolled down to a number in the menu. It rang for a few for a few minutes until it was answered at the other end.

"Hey Gemma. What's up?"

"I've seen the girl, the plan is in motion."

"Good, how did she take you telling her to back off?"

"She told it was none of my goddamn business and to back off myself. The girl has got fire in her, she'll make a perfect old lady for him."

Gemma smiled as she snapped her phone shut.

A/N Hope you like the chapter. By the sound of it there is more than one person trying to get Jasmine and Juice together. Who do you think Gemma was talking to on the phone? If you think you know then please leave a review and let me know.