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The ninth time

Happy Kozik and Lorca made their way down to Charming. The President and VP of Rouge River were also meeting them there. Happy had revealed the basics over the phone, leaving the details for the face to face meet. Moving an entire Charter on the word of someone who at this point may or may not be a friend to the club was a big gamble. No one was sure what Star was really playing at, or if she could be trusted. All anyone knew was that she had ample opportunity to kill Happy and had never tried.

"I see this as 2 separate issues." Stone, the Rouge River president declared. "A: do we trust her B: what exactly is she playing at."

"No, it's all one. If we know her end game we know whether or not we can trust her." Clay corrected him.

"She has no end game. She does what she's told. She told me point blank these kills have no importance to her." Happy reminded them. "She gets a mark and she takes it out."

"She also told you she wasn't supposed to kill that witness, she did it anyway." Kozik threw in.

"To piss me off." Happy mumbled.

"To communicate with you." Jax defended the girl.

"And then leave my poisoned on the side of the road and took my bike." Happy fought to control his anger.

"She could have killed you Hap, and she returned the bike, in perfect condition." Tig reminded him.

"She needs to die." The men all rolled their eyes at Happy's statement.

"Can we get back to whether or not we're moving my Charter out?" Stone reminded the men about the real problem at hand.

"Moving out Rouge River would play right into her hands; I'm not playing her fucking games anymore." Happy sat back and crossed his arms trying to reign in his temper.

"Well apparently if we stay and get in the middle of her game we will either be eliminated or framed!" Dion Rouge River's VP threw back at Hap.

"Quiet down!" Clay bellowed over the arguing brothers. "She said it's not temporary right?" He directed the question at Happy who nodded. "There's a charity run heading out Thursday goes through Monday, a nice long 4 day weekend run. Pack your men up; your old lady's the kids, take 'em all. Get some news coverage; get your asses on the 6:00 news somewhere. Tuesday come back, open up business as usual."

"She said we'd know when to let them back." Happy reminded him.

"I don't care, it's called a compromise. 4 days free and clear. Agreed?" The men all aye'd and Clay banged the gavel. "Now for our next order of business, everything else regarding Star."

"I'm killing her next time I see her." Happy wouldn't be moved on this.

"Not if you're puking your guts out brother." Kozik tried to stifle his laugh.

"Okay, that, I'm thinking germ warfare. CIA." Juice spoke up for the first time.

"She's not CIA" half the table threw back at him.

"How else do you fucking explain all that shit? 'oh, my sweepers will be in as soon as my car starts' or 'I know what song Chibs kid just bought on iTunes' or my personal favorite, GERM WARFARE" Juice yelled in Happy's direction.

"CIA agents don't kill federal witnesses to piss off other killers." Jax spoke deliberately slowly to Juice.

"They also don't kill loan sharks and drug dealers." Bobby said to no one in particular.

"Actually" everyone groaned as Juice went on. "What? Oh come on, think about it. What better way to control the underworld then by killing off the powerful players. People the government knows is dirty but that no one can get behind bars. Cut the head off and the body dies…"

"You watch way too many movies Juice." Kozik shook his head.

"If Juice-y boy is wrong, and I am very certain that he is, does anyone else have any ideas on who is pulling the strings?" Chibs put to the group.

"The organization" Bobby said in a spooky voice.

The men all looked around. No one had any ideas.

"So…CIA?" Juice nodded his head at his brothers.

"Oh for crying out loud!" Clay groaned and banged the gavel. "Get the hell out, all of you!" The men slowly got up and Clay sat down, resting his head in his hands. He had a fucking headache.


SAMCRO sat in the main bar watching the news, a warehouse had inexplicitly exploded late Friday night, revealing an almost professionally set up meth lab. More importantly the warehouse had been owned by Schultz; republican nominee for Governor.

"This has to be it." Tig murmured to Chibs, each table had its own conversations going as everyone speculated. News crews were camped out in the politician's front yard; reporters were ripping apart his campaign contributions. Everyone wanted to know if he was behind it.

The men all listened closely as Schultz PR team released a statement that Mr. Schultz had over 50 private and commercial property holdings and has no way of knowing which are currently being leased let alone what those separate organizations and doing on his property. Furthermore he cannot be held legally or personally responsible for their actions.

The public seemed to buy it, at least until Saturday night when another explosion occurred only 8 miles from the first. Another meth lab; on a property owned by Schultz. The men stayed glued to the news. Many were still awake from the night before when late breaking news announced Mr. Schultz and hung himself in his office.

This sent a whole new wave of gossip through the club house. Had Star set off the explosions to force the politician's hand? Had she framed him from the very beginning or was she exposing the truth? Did she do it to drive him out of the running? Drive him to kill himself? Had she in fact killed him? Was the entire thing a set up to cover up a murder?

Everyone seemed to be looking to Happy for answers. He however had none. The only thing he knew for sure was that Star was responsible for the explosions, and she had killed Schultz. Whether the meth labs were a set up or not no one could be sure of at this point.


Rogue River made a detour through Charming on their way back home, picking up Clay Jax Happy and Kozik to escort them. They made their way back through town, SUVs and vans detouring along the way to go home and unpack. By the time they reached the clubhouse it was only the patched members. There was a loan car in the parking lot as the bikes pulled in and lined up. Happy studied it closely before nodding his head toward the club house.

Stone Dion Clay Jax and Kozik all followed him, Stone directing the rest of his men to stay put. They entered the dark clubhouse to a lone female figure parched on the edge of the pool table. Dion turned the lights on and everyone in the room heard Happy growl.

"I'll give you boys credit for one thing; you're very good at following direction." Star smirked and answered Happy's growl.

"You wanna tell me-" Stone took a step forward but Clay and Jax both put an arm out to stop him.

Happy stepped forward and Star hopped off the table. "Come on Hap, call me a bitch, I know you you're dying too." She crossed her arms and smirked

Happy stepped up close to her and whispered. "Next time I get you alone, you won't live long enough to smirk.

"Next time I get you alone, I'm gonna hand cuff you to a bed and listen to you beg." She answered him. He studied her face and took a step back as Clay cleared his throat.

"Playing nice you two?" He teased from across the room. Both killers flicked their eyes to him and then back to each other.

"No hard feelings Hap, here." She tossed him the tube that she had used to drug him. "FYI, I'm immune. I doubt you have access to a lab to study it, but there's 3 more doses in there."

She walked towards the larger group of men, stopping as Happy yelled back at her, "This my fucking favor?!"

She turned slowly well aware she was turning her back on 4 most likely armed men. "Your favor is already in place. I think you'll quite enjoy it. Whenever you figure it out anyway." She turned back and nodded her head to Happy's brothers before walking out of the club house. She was greeted by another 8 brothers standing in the parking lot that continued to look from her to the club house door waiting for the order to stop her, but none came. No one was willing to come close to her.


No, that was not a cop out, I know what the favor is and it will be revealed in chapter 11 which is planned out but not yet typed. But in the mean time I would LOVE to hear what you think the favor is or want it to be! Let me know if you want to be told if you're right.