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Thank you so much for all your reviews, I figured something a little light hearted should follow after Tig and Mia's serious talk with Ava.
"Damn it!" Link exclaimed, slamming the lid down on her laptop.
Tig and Juice looked over from their position at the breakfast bar, but Mia just ignored her, she was used to outbursts like that from her hacker friend. "What's wrong?" Juice asked, digging into the eggs and bacon Mia had made.
"It's nothing," she shrugged, her eyes sliding over to Mia, waiting for her friend to acknowledge her. When Mia didn't say anything, she moved over to the kitchen and sat at the table, she sighed loudly and waited for a moment. When Mia still didn't do anything, she sighed again, and shuffled in her seat loudly.
Rolling her eyes, Mia looked over at Link from where she was stood in front of the cooker, "What's wrong?"
"I'm just having trouble finishing this job I'm on, that's all."
Moving to sit down next to Juice with her own plate of food, "And why is that?" Tig and Juice watched them with interest.
"I need some information for a client, that's only kept on hard copy, in a bank safety deposit box…"
"And you would like me to go and get it, right, for free?"
"Well you are staying here, for free."
Mia raised an eyebrow, "One night in this apartment costs like $116 a day."
Juice looked over at Tig in surprise, 'Seriously?' he mouthed and Tig shrugged.
"One hour of my work costs $2000, there's no comparison."
Tig returned Juice's look with one of shock, 'Really?' he mouthed back, Juice looked equally astonished and then thoughtful as he calculated how much one week of her time would cost.
"Please, I need to get this stuff to my client tomorrow and you're much better at the physical stealing than me!"
Mia smirked and nodded, "Well I do love it when you admit I'm better than you at something, fine, show me the info." The two girls stood up and moved over Link's office.
Juice leant over his breakfast towards Tig, "She charges $240,000 for five days work!"
"$240,000 seriously?" The men both stared at the doorway to the office in amazement, "Why the hell is she working at a bakery?"
Juice shot an unimpressed look at his brother, "Why do we work as mechanics? She needs legitimate earnings."
"Huh," Tig leant back, "That's a lot of money."
"Yeah, um, we should probably keep that between us." Juice said hesitantly.
"What?"
"Well I mean, we don't know how much interaction Mia wants to have with the rest of the Club, or how much she wants Zoe to have. As long as she's not a threat to the Club, or a 'Friend' to it, maybe we should keep how much she earns quiet."
"Juice-"
"Look she's my girl, and I don't want the Club hitting her up for a loan any time we have financial issues." He gave Tig a hard look and the older man held up his hands in surrender.
Tig had never seen Juice so serious about a girl before, hell the closest he'd come to a girlfriend in the past four years was a favourite Croweater he'd sleep with for a few weeks before he got bored. "OK, OK, I won't say anything." But he'd called her his girl, and said it to a brother no less, Mia meant something to him, "She know she's your girl?" he asked.
"She will."
"Just so we're clear, was it completely necessary to dress as a preacher?" Tig asked fiddling with the white collar around his neck.
"Hey, you wanted to see exactly what I do," Mia replied, adjusting her nun's habit. The two were stood outside the First National Bank in downtown L.A while Link was waiting in the van two blocks down from them.
"Remind me again, why are you guys dressed like that?" Link asked over their coms.
"A…friend did this once, said it really put those bank officials at ease, figured I'd try it." Mia replied before walking into the bank, closely followed by Tig.
The two of them sat down with one of the representative's at the bank, and after a quick check to verify they had the funds to pay for a security deposit box, they were taken downstairs into the first level of the bank vault to 'put away their property'. When the official left them alone Tig looked around at the room full of boxes. "How do you plan on getting into the box you need? I don't know much about these boxes but I'm pretty sure that they only open if both keys are used at the same time."
Shooting him a look, Mia opened the bible she was holding to show an impression of a key inside, she took out a small bottle of liquid and squirted it inside the impression before snapping the book shut and shaking it. At Tig's questioning look she smiled, "This is a little liquid polymer I designed, add kinetic energy and it takes seven seconds to set." She opened the bible again and pulled out a newly formed key, "Instant key, here." She handed it to him and looked around, "With this key I could open up every box in here. Could you imagine what people have stashed down here? Gold, jewellery, barer bonds, rare comic books!"
"Okay, calm down," Link said over the coms, "Focus, we're here to take one thing, not rob the whole place. It's box number 352. Now hurry up, the bank official will be back in five minutes."
Mia pouted, her excitement fizzling out, "Fine, let's get this over with." She pulled out her lock picks and walked over to the box, Tig put the key in one lock while she worked the other one with the lock picks and the door popped open, "Got exactly what we need, with four minutes and twenty seconds to spare." She placed the documents she'd stolen in the concealed pocket in her outfit.
"So it's time to go?" Tig shuffled from one foot to another, he was used to committing crimes but never in a place that had panic buttons and cameras and direct lines to one of the biggest police departments in the country.
"What's the rush?" Mia asked and moved over to the other side of the room, Link knew she wouldn't be able to go into a room full of safe deposit boxes without taking a little something for herself, so she had given Mia a list of box numbers with potential valuables in belonging to people with less than stellar backgrounds. "We still have four minutes."
Gemma was sat at the dining room table in her home feeding her bird, she wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings, so she was surprised when Clay came in and sat down beside her. "What's wrong Gemma?" he asked. His wife had been acting funny for the past couple of days and now that the boys were on their run he finally had the chance to ask her about it. "Don't say nothing, because you've been acting strange ever since Tig told us about his new daughter." When Gemma stiffened he sighed, "Is that the problem, Tig's kid?"
"No, yes…no it's not the kid that's problem, it's her guardian."
"Her Aunt?"
"Yes! That Little Tramp is causing nothing but problems!"
"Gemma-"
"It's true! Do you know that Juice spent the past six nights at her house? He's been spending time with Tig's daughter when Tig hasn't even been allowed in the house!"
"Gemma Tig talked to us about it, the kid's terrified of him, but he and Mia have been working together to change that."
Gemma scoffed, "Yeah right, she wants Juice to be the kid's father, there's no doubt about that."
"Gemma, Tig's been seeing Zoe since before he told us about her." Clay replied.
"That's not my only problem, that gash has no respect for anyone! She walks around here acting like she's better than everyone, and Juice follows her around like a lost puppy!"
"So that's the problem," Clay chuckled, "She won't take any shit from you."
"That's not-"
"Look Gemma, maybe she's exactly what Juice needs, a strong Old Lady that won't bow to anyone." Clay smirked, he loved his wife but it was nice to see her pissed at someone else instead of him.
"She is never going to be Juice's Old Lady!"
"I dunno Gem, the kid's spent six night's in a row with her, when was the last time that happened?"
"She will never be an Old Lady!" Gemma pushed away from the table and stormed out of the room.
Clay grinned as he watched her leave, lighting a cigar and taking a long drag, "Juice is so screwed."
Juice just put on a Disney movie for Zoe to watch when the other three walked into the apartment. He did a double take a Tig and Mia's outfits and pulled out his phone to take a picture, "Did you guys have fun?" he asked, genuinely curious about what his woman (he still hadn't told her that) got up to when she was stealing stuff.
Taking off her nun's outfit she sat down next to him, Zoe was completely engrossed in Aladdin, so she was ignoring everyone in the room, "As a matter of fact we did."
Juice watched her with interest as she pulled something out of the secret pocket in the outfit, "Did you pick up anything interesting?" Mia smiled and handed over one of the items she taken from a safe deposit box for Juice to look at, "Wait a second, is this…"
"Amazing Fantasy issue 15 (1962), introducing Spiderman, worth about $405,000? Yep." She plucked the comic book out of his hands and walked out of the room.
Juice watched her with wide eyes for a moment before rushing out of the room, following her, "Where are you going with it?!"
"I stole it, it's mine," she shrugged, "Possession is nine tenths and all that."
"But, but, but Spiderman isn't even one of your favourites!" he exclaimed and she giggled at his expression, "Let me have it! I love Spiderman!"
"Awe Juicy, there's no way you're getting your hands on these rare comic books," she called back as she headed into her room.
"Wait comics? You got more than one?! Oh my God! Mia!" he chased after her, trying to come up with some sort of idea to convince her to hand over the rarest comic book he'd ever laid his eyes on.
Jax had convinced Clay to let the guys on the run to stay with SAMBERN so that Tig could spend some time with his daughter. So it was Saturday morning before the boys were headed back to Charming, this time however they were coming back escorting Mia's blue Camaro. He'd met the kid, Zoe, now and could see why Tig was so desperate to keep her away from her grandparents. When Mia had walked into the SAMBERN Clubhouse with Zoe, the girl has shied away from all his brothers there, she had Mia's hand in a death grip until she saw Juice and ran over to the Intelligence Officer, who had smiled at the little girl, picked her up and let her bury her face into his neck. He'd never seen Juice act like this before, instead of goofing off, and acting like the loveable idiot that they all knew and loved. He was acting like a responsible, he couldn't believe he was thinking this, father. His mum had asked him to keep an eye on Juice while they were gone, at first he thought it was weird that she had wanted to know whether Juice partook in the free pussy at the Clubhouse. But seeing the way he'd reacted when he'd laid eyes on Mia and Zoe, he'd understood, his mum was worried about Juice. It looked like he was getting really serious with Mia, really fast, and she didn't want him to get hurt. He also hadn't missed the look on Tig's face when he saw that his little girl had run to another man for comfort. He decided he would talk to Juice when they got back to Charming, he didn't want to upset the younger man, but he also didn't want Tig to miss out on anything just because Juice was with Mia now.
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