"How did they know where yah were going so fast?" Trinity asked after I called and told her I was going to have to go to Charming or everyone was going to be in danger.
"I don't know, I guess Jimmy O has eyes everywhere," I shrugged my shoulders even though she couldn't see me.
"I'll miss yah," I could tell she was tearing up.
"I already miss yah," I told her.
"Ma wants to talk to yah,"
"Finley," Moe took the phone from Trinity before I could say goodbye to my best friend.
"Eh," hearing her voice made me feel better already, I just wished I was standing in front of her not on a airstrip talking to her on the phone.
"I need you to remember something while you are in California," she paused for just a second, "There is a reason why your Ma left Charming, don't forget that," her warning caused shivers to go through my spine but I didn't say anything just picked my head up to see some of the guys starting to put our bags on the plane while Clay and Gemma watched, I knew she was talking about Clay, "Just because its not in the grass doesn't mean it isn't a snake,"
"Eh," I agreed with her, maybe it was my chance to find out what really happened all those years ago, there had to still be people in Charming who remembered my mom.
"I love you, stay close to Jax, I trust him,"
"I will, Love you too," after that we said our goodbyes and I hung up.
"Yah ready?" Chibs came up behind me where I stood watching the workers load the cargo plane we were taking to California.
"Nope,"I didn't take my eyes off the workers, "I got kicked out of Ireland and now I'm going to exactly the same place where Jimmy has just escaped too,"
"Aye," there was no disagreeing with the truth.
"Why are we taking this to the states?" The plane didn't have anything but crates inside, it didn't even have seats.
"We are in a pickle with the law," I finally looked over at him; he was standing there watching me with a smirk on his face.
"What?" I asked trying not to smirk back at him.
"Chibs!" Jax came walking over to us, shutting his cell phone.
"Is it Tara?" Chibs questioned. I had heard them say something about a Tara being missing earlier.
"No word on her yet, it was Brogan," That really caused me to tune in, had the Council changed their mind about me having to leave? "Jimmy's flight, he's in North Cali,"
"Nah," Chibs seemed shocked.
"Russians," Jax nodded his head before walking towards the rest of the club.
"What does that mean?" I asked Chibs confused what did Jimmy have to do with the Russians?
"It means I'm going to get that rain check," he only smirked again, getting over his shock of what Jax had told him. "Your chariot awaits," he locked his arms with mine and we started towards the plane where everyone else was loading up.
Once we were inside there weren't many seating choices, you basically chose which side of the plane you wanted your back against and sat on the floor. Chibs and I sat in the corner closest to the back door. The front of the plane was filled with some kind of equipment and wooden crates, with a black netting holding it back, hopefully to hold the supplies from sliding into us.
"You don't have ta stay with me," I assured Chibs, "I'm a big girl,"
"Aye," he agreed, "I've noticed," he looked me up and down, " Don't toot your own horn love, this is the best sleeping corner," he put his feet up on the backpack he dropped before we sat down and put his head on the wall behind us, when he looked over at me he smirked. "I got something for you," he reached into his jeans pocket.
"I don't think I want to see," his eyes lit up but he kept digging, "I thought you would want to have this," he pulled a patch out of his pocket and handed it to me.
"Padraic's?" I asked him reading the 'Belfast' patch.
"Eh," he didn't say anything else he wiggled down further and shut his eyes.
"Thank you," I let myself smile now that his eyes were shut.
"Welcome love," he still didn't open his eyes. Once the door was shut and the plane had taken off I copied Chibs putting my purse under my head, and laid on my side hoping to take a nap.
"You asleep?" A deep voice jumped me out of my sleep I could only just barely see clay as he sat beside me, all of the lights in the cargo plane were off there were only floor illuminations around the walls casting a blue glow around the cab.
"Nope," I lied sitting up against the wall, a light snore came from Chibs direction. "Yah okay?" I looked over at him, not sure if he could see me or not.
"I just wanted to talk to you, before we get to Charming, things are going to be crazy for a while,"
"Okay.." I was confused on what he wanted to tell me.
"When we get home I want you to stay at the club house until we lock down Jimmy, it's safe there, a lot of the guys stay there most nights, we can completely shut it down if need be,"
"Aye," I agreed glad he didn't invite me to stay with him and Gemma.
"I want a prospect on you at all times, unless you're with a member of the club," I rolled my eyes not having the energy to argue, I didn't need a baby sitter I was 24 years old. "It's not for good, just until we get everything figured out," He stopped talking and I expected him to get up and leave but he stayed where he was, "I'm not sure what you know about Kelley and I but I did love her, we were together for 5 years before she left me," he tried to assure me, but I wasn't sure if I should believe it or not, I knew my Ma wasn't a liar.
"I don't know much," I was getting too good at lying, it was becoming easy, "She didn't talk much about California,"
"Well if you ever need to talk, have any questions about your mother and I go through me," he smiled, his large teeth glowed in the blue light.
"Sure," I fake smiled at him.
"This is for you, it gets cold up here," he picked up a blanket from his other side and handed it to me.
"Thanks," he didn't say anything else and left.
I unfolded the blanket and put it over me before laying back down, Chibs was still lightly snoring beside me when I rolled on my side in his direction. I couldn't see any details of him but a lump of where he was laying furthest in the corner but it still made me smile for some reason. There was something about him that made me feel safe but I wasn't sure why; He got up in my personal space, was pushy, opinionated and almost smothering but even after all that he kept me smiling. He was almost double my age and last month had you told me I'd be making out with someone's dad I would of probably laughed in your face, but when we were together, lips locked I couldn't force myself to push him away.
I felt myself slipping back asleep while laying there watching him sleep not thinking about anything or anyone, just listening to him snore.
"Welcome to California," Jax followed me off the plane when we finally landed, the sun was bright when we finally got out into the fresh air. The last few hours on the plane had been hell, the guys started talking about what they needed to do to get Jax's old lady back and everyone was uncomfortable having enough of sitting on the floors of the plane that dropped to about 10 below zero once we were high enough . So a bunch of pissed off guys and two emotional bitches really caused tension to rise but the second the plane landed we had all started cheering even if I wasn't happy to be in the States I was happy, to get off the plane.
A black van was at the end of the air base and two guys in cuts started our way. The guys greeted the guys and started grabbing our bags off the plane, I could see that they had prospect patches now that they were up closer.
"I'll get that for you," A bigger guy came up to me and held his hand out towards my suit case.
"I got it," I squinted still being blinded by the sun. "Thanks tho," I smiled at the prospect. He didn't walk away for a few seconds just stood there mouth gaped open.
"You're going to give him a heart attack if you smile like that again," An accent I had become used too came up behind me grabbing my suit case out of my hand.
"Didn't I just say that I had it?" I asked Chibs form who started carrying my suitcase towards the van.
"I didn't ask yah," he didn't stop walking towards the van and I didn't have an choice but to follow.
"Well hello," A curly haired man grabbed my hand and helped me out of the back of the van once we were at our final stop at their club house. "My names Tig beautiful," he pulled my hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on it.
"Finley," I informed him pulling my hand away. The guys were greeting their friends around the drive way. People were coming over to see Abel in Gemma's arms, a beautiful blonde was wrapped around Opie her feet not even touching the ground. Jax was talking to the guy who said his name was Tig.
"Chapel! Now," Clay announced and all of the guys started following him.
"Come on darling lets get you a room," Gemma came up to me handing the baby over to the girl that had been with Opie.
"My names Lyla," she smiled at me lightly bouncing Abel who had started fussing.
"Finley," I smiled back at her, she seemed really sweet, like Trinity.
Gemma showed me around the club house, it was definitely a lot nicer than Belfast, when you went in the door it was a huge bar area, complete with pool tables, behind two shut wooden doors were their chapel, after that it was a kitchen that could probably cook for 20 people. "Whose was this?" I asked at the end of the hall where a motorcycle was sitting like it was for a museum.
"JT's," Gemma didn't even stop, she just kept walking down the hall to the right. "You can stay in Jax's room, it's probably the cleanest and has it's own bathroom. He won't be staying here," she let me into the room covered in SOA flags and posters, along with a few pictures of Jax younger and him with club members. "I'll get you some clean sheets before tonight" she started back down the hall and I didn't know what else to do but follow her, I already felt like I was an intruder even if they hadn't given me a choice but to come to CA with them. I could of at least stayed at a hotel, the IRA had given me more than enough money.
When we rounded the corner the guys were coming out of the chapel, a few faces I didn't recognize but most of them were familiar.
"You need to get up to the cabin, take Finley with you," Clay ordered when he saw Gemma.
"Nah," she disagreed, "I want to stay,"
"Piney is already waiting for you," the name Bobby had just said struck something in me. My mom had always told me about a Piney that she was close to while she was with Clay. He was JT's age, my mom was considerably younger than Clay anyways, but Piney had always treated her like a daughter, she always said he was the hardest person to say goodbye to. Last I knew she wasn't sure if he was living anymore or not, she said he had a turn in his health a few years before she was killed.
"Let him wait, no body knows I'm back!" She looked at both men in front of her, "I just want to sleep in my own bed,"
"She can stay here, we are already going to have the garage on lock down," Jax looked over at me not finishing the fact that it was because of me.
"Okay. For now," Clay didn't want to agree but did anyways.
"Let me dump my shit and we'll go," he started down the hall with his Ma on his heels.
Feeling awkward I started looking around the bar area only to see Chibs going out the door. I quickly started to trail him.
"Hey!" I yelled to his back when I was outside. He turned his head to see who was talking to him but kept walking towards a line of bikes. "Chibs," I rolled my eyes jogging to catch up with him.
"Fin," he smiled when he reached a bike and started digging in the compartments. The bike was more customized than the borrowed one he had been riding in Belfast. I noticed a blue Anarchy sign on the gas tank of his bike, it wasn't an elaborate design like most of the bikes around us, it was simple like him , it said everything it needed to without being loud, also like him. I knew exactly what he wanted from me, he made that much clear.
"Where you going?" I asked watching him digging around, pulling out a few guns. It was nothing new to me, I was used to seeing guys with guns. But I also had overheard on the plane that a woman named Tara was missing and they would have to go through some shit to get to her. Some prroblem they had with the Mayans? I wasn't even sure what the Mayans were.
"I'll be fine," he shared as much information as Padraic always had; everything was supposed to be such a secret.
"It's like that then?" I smirked, sitting side saddle on the bike he was working on. "Hey, is Piney still in the club?" I asked, Chibs being the only guy I half way trusted.
"Why?" he asked, squinting at me.
"I'll be fine," I gave him back the same answer he gave me when asked a question and smirked.
"Aye," a smirk formed matching mine. "I've gotta go," he said putting his helmet on, I could hear the door of the club house shut behind me and voices coming in our direction.
"Be careful," I told him hopping down off his bike.
"I'll be back soon," he smiled before I started walking toward the club house passing the rest of SAMCRO on the way.
"You're coming with us Doll," Gemma informed me the moment I was back inside the club house.
"Where are we going?" I asked her but followed her outside anyways.
"To get some clean sheets," she had her bag in her hand and Opie was following us holding a bird in a cage. Lyla got in the back seat with Abel and I climbed into the front of the black SUV Gemma had led me to.
"So why did you come to Charming?" Lyla asked from the back seat once we were on the road, Opie was riding his bike in front of us and two Prospects were following behind us.
"She had never been to California," Gemma answered before I could tell Lyla the truth.
"So your with Opie?" I asked her changing the subject. Lyla began telling me about her and Opie while we road through the small town that was Charming.
"So what do you do in Ireland?" Lyla asked once she was done giving me the run down on her and Opie.
"I was a surgeons assistant," was being the key word, I had Moe call my job and let them know I wouldn't be back for the for scene future.
"Oh, like Tara, she's a doctor but she does a lot of surgery," I didn't know Jax's old lady was a Doctor, that had to be a first in SOA history, someone that high up slumming it with a biker. It made me proud of the girl without even knowing who she was. Instantly I hoped she was found, not a lot of working professionals cared to get mixed up in the outlaw life even when they were incredibly drawn to the biker.
Gemma pulled up to a nice house a few miles outside of the center of town and stopped the engine. "Home sweet home," she smiled at the house and hopped out of the vehicle.
"So are you going to be staying for a while?" Lyla asked from across the table once we were inside the house.
"I'm not sure," I told her truthfully, hopefully they would find Jimmy quickly and I wouldn't have to hang out longer than needed. Whoever was going to take over when we was gone surely would let me go home. Gemma's house was beautiful, she had dark wood everywhere that gave it a calming sort of feel and the pictures on the wall reminded you that she was in fact a mom not just some old biker whore. "So what do you do?" I asked the blonde.
"Oh, I'm in porn," she smiled at me taking me by shock.
"Lyla," Opie interrupted her from saying anything else coming out of the hall.
"What?" She asked looking over at him confused.
"Nothing," he lied, clearly he wasn't too happy with her job choices, but hell if it made money who cared what she did, he knew where she slept at night. "Come on, I'm taking you home," Lyla stood up to stand beside Opie and Gemma came down the hall as well taking Abel from her arms. "Don't you two go anywhere without contacting us," Opie gave us both a look before he left.
Gemma and I sat at the table in silence not sure what to say to each other for a few minutes.
"I'm glad you decided to come with us," Gemma broke finally.
"I didn't really have much of a choice," I shrugged my shoulders, "I never thanked you, for saving my life,"
"I didn't save your life darling, they weren't going to let Jimmy take you, I just helped you save yourself,"
"Gemma?" A man's voice was heard from the door before I could say anything else.
"Wayne?" Gemma asked back before an older cop came around the corner and I felt my eyes grow twice as big as usual how had the cops found us already? I started looking around for something we could use to hit him to get away.
"It's okay, he's a friend," Gemma informed me having seen me. The cop came into the dinning room with us and gave Gemma a hug before looking over at me, scrunching up his face in confusion.
"Do I know you?" He asked giving me a second look.
"No," I shook my head at the balding cop.
"Wayne this is Finley Fisher," Gemma introduced us.
"Kelley?" Wayne asked looking at Gemma who just nodded her head, "You look a lot like her," I couldn't help but smile at him.
"Thank you,"
"How is she doing?" He asked sitting down across from me.
"She passed away," it didn't hurt to say it as much as it had when I was younger, now I had been asked so many times it didn't effect me.
"That's too bad, she was a good girl," the cop informed me smiling.
"Finley, why don't I set up the bathroom for you, let you take a shower before we head back to the club house," she didn't wait for me to agree just started walking down the hall.
"You okay?" I asked Chibs when he came out of chapel later that night. The guys had been gone all day and apparently some big shit had gone down, it was on the news about the hostage situation involving Tara on the tv over the bar before they had gotten home and it really had rattled Gemma and I watching it and not being able to go see what was happening, I wasn't sure why it bothered me until they were back home and I instantly calmed down. The guys were good people, ; they had taken bullets for me a few days ago in Manchester, I knew I didn't want anything to happen to them.
"Aye," he didn't say anything else to me just started walking down the hall way slamming a door behind him.
"I'm going to head out," Gemma came up behind me, "We are having a breakfast here tomorrow,"
"Eh," I nodded my head but didn't wait for her to say anything else I just walked down the hall to the room I was staying in and locked it behind me, something I had never done in my life, I was never one to lock the door, but I was never in the know that Jimmy O was after me before.
I wasn't long on the bed before I slipped into sleep, the knife Gemma had given me under my pillow and my gun from Ireland under the mattress. If we knew where Jimmy was he must know that I was here, with them in Charming. Would he send someone after me?
I woke up to someone banging on the door and I let out a yelp without being able to stop it, grabbing my gun at the same time. Whoever it was rattled the door even more.
"It's me," my shoulders slumped in relief as I ran to the door and opened it to reveal Chibs. "Why yah got the door locked?" he asked coming into the room before noticing the gun in my hand. "Oh Jesus baby, nothing is going to happen to yah here," he tried to tell me but I still slipped my head out of the doorway to look down the hall making sure no one was out there.
"Okay," I didn't say anything else but when I shut the door I locked it again.
"You're not going to live behind locked doors in fear Finley," he reached down and grabbed the gun out of my hand before sitting it on my bed side table. "Trust me," he came back in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Can you do that?"
"I'm not sure," I admitted, "Jimmy must know where I am,"
"Jimmy O'Phelan isn't going to lay a finger on you ever again, I promise,"
"How can you know?"
Chibs didn't answer my question he just pulled me into a kiss that started out pretty sweet, more than just a peck but not how we usually went at it.
After a few minutes he pulled apart from our lip lock and smiled. "Because I promised," leaning in to give me another quick kiss. "Awe fuck it," he snapped before attacking me with his usual kiss, a dance we were getting quite good at, it was more of a fight for dominance than a make out session, neither of us wanted to be the weak one, and no one wanted to be the first one to come up for air. Once it became to much and I really needed to breath I pushed Chibs back onto my bed, he fell against it and just about bounced back up I pushed him over so hard. "What are yah doing?" he questioned offended that I pulled away. I didn't say anything to him, just lifted up the bottom of my pajama top leaving me bare chested and smirked at him.
"Come here you," he sat up grabbing my arm and pulled me down on the bed with him.
AN: I don't own anything SOA. Let me know what you think! Are you enjoying this story? What do you think should happen next! How many reviews can I get before I update again! Also thank you to everyone who has reviews so far you people are my favorite!
p.s- I've gotten a few private messages asking what celebrity I have pictured in my mind for Finley. I think of Amanda Seyfried (Dear John, Little Red Riddinghood) in my mind.
