A/N- I do not own SOA, but I do own Livie.
*Remember, this goes along with the story line of season 1, but isn't exactly like it*
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Livie stood with her arms crossed eyeing Juice from their kitchen. The random girl, Cherry, she later learned was her name, and she was here for the prospect. Gemma, not wanting to be out done, was now in jail because she beat her with a skate board. Genius if you asked Livie, but no one did, so she didn't say. Juice looked back at her, he was trying in vain not to grin. She looked so cute standing there, her hair pulled up in a very lose ponytail, a white tee, and a pair of yoga pants. The her baby bump just slightly visible though the shirt baggy shirt. "I am so mad at you, what were you thinking?" Livie screeched at him. Juice just looked at her with a blank look. "I am talking to you idiot!" She yelled. Juice blinked and looked at her, "Don't blame me, what did you want me to do?" He asked and Livie just looked at him. "Throw her out of the fucking cab!" She yelled stomping her foot.
Livie shook her head at looked at him. "Come on baby, don't take this out on me!" He said and shook his head. "I don't know what to do about this." Livie said and looked at him. "What are you talking about?" He asked and she looked at him. "You, her, the baby, the wedding, everything." She said. Juice frowned. "Livie, shit, chill out, its going to be ok." He said and she looked at him. "What would you like me to do Juice? Forget all the shit that needs done with the baby, and all the shit that has to be done to plan a damn wedding?" She said throwing her arms up. Juice looked at her confused, what did this have to do with bringing that girl home?
"Ok, well, let's discuss this, what do you need done for the baby Liv?" He asked and looked at her confused. There was an extra bedroom in the house, how hard was it going to be to throw some paint on the walls and shove a crib in the room. "What?" She said and looked at him. "What?" He asked confused. "There is so much that needs done." She said and he looked at her. "Tell me what needs done so we can do it." He said and she looked at him. "We have to go shopping, we have to buy everything, we have to get stuff ready. There is so much that needs done." She said and shook her head. "Ok, well what about the wedding?" He asked and she looked at him. "Well, I don't have a dress, I can't get a dress because I am fat, and so that means that with out a dress, we can't get married, I don't know if we even are going to do something big, small, who would even walk me down the aisle. Would we have it in a church? On the beach? At the clubhouse? In the fucking park?" She said and he looked at her. She looked like she was getting hysterical.
"Livie, baby stop." He said and walked over to her and wrapped her in his arms. "Come on, listen to me Liv." He said and took his hand and cupped her wrist. "Listen to me." He said and she met his gaze. "So, um, how about when Gemma get's out, you take a girls day, see if she will help with the wedding plans." He said and she shook her head. "No, no that won't work." She said and he looked at her. "Well, why not?" He said and looked at her. "Cause I want to do this with you, I want you to sit down and do it with me." She said and he nodded. "Ok, then, tomorrow, or even this weekend, we can go, we can pick some baby stuff up, how does that sound?" He said and she smiled. "Ok." She said and he grinned. "Yeah, that sound good?" He asked and kissed her. She smiled and kissed him back. "Oh yeah." She said and kissed him.
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "Come on baby, let's go upstairs." He said and she smiled. "No, let's not." She said and pulled her white shirt off, he grinned and kissed her, placing one hand on her stomach. He kept kissing her as she worked his pants down. Lifting her up, he set her down on the counter. "I'm not as limber." She laughed as he pulled her towards the edge and pulled down her pants. "S'ok." He said and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "You wet for me baby?" He asked kissing her neck. She nodded gently into him and he grinned and thrust inside her. She gasped and tightened her legs that were wrapped around her. The kisses were sloppy, and their breathing was hard and labored, it didn't last more than thirty minutes, but it was enough. "I don't miss condoms for anything." He announced and looked at her. She laughed and stood up. Grabbing her pants and hurrying towards the steps. "I am going to get a shower." She announced and he nodded. "Ok." He said and sat down in front of the TV to watch a movie.
Livie walked back down the stairs and cuddled up against Juice and closed her eyes. She was sleepy and just wanted him to hold her. "So, you think that this shit is going to blow over anytime soon?" She asked and looked at him. He sighed and shook his head. "Honestly, no, I think it's only going to get worse, but don't worry baby, you got me and I ain't going anywhere. Promise." He said and kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes and let a light sleep over take her. Juice woke up to the sound of knocking at the front door and as gentile as possible, set her down on the sofa so she could sleep.
Juice went and looked at the two people that stood at the door. "The fuck are you doing bringing her here?" Juice hissed at Half-Stack. "We didn't have anywhere for her to stay. It was either here or with Bobby." He said and Juice shook his head. "Liv is going to kill me." He said and moved letting them come inside. "I really am sorry Juice." She said and looked at him. "Whatever." He mumbled and walked back into the living room. "What are you doing?" He hissed and looked at the two of them as they stood by the stairs. "You know how you have that extra room?" Half-Stack asked and looked at him. "Yeah." Juice said and looked at him. "Cherry needs a place to stay, this is the only place we got, she can't stay in the clubhouse, Clay doesn't want her there. She needs somewhere to stay man." He said and Juice threw his arms up. "Shit, you want me to send Livie into an early labor, I promised we can start getting shit ready for the baby." He said and they both looked at him. "Ugh, fine." He said, "Whatever." He said shaking his head, Cherry, who was overly excited, squealed and threw her arms around Juice thanking him.
Livie's eyes snapped open, not sure what that was. Shooting up and looking behind her from where the noise came from only to see that girl from before, with her arms wrapped around Juice. She frowned and looked at the situation. Normally, she was calm. Hell there was no reason for her not to be clam, but what was she doing in her house, with her fiancé? "The hell Juice?" She snapped and watched as their heads whipped around, she watched as Juice shoved her away and looked at her. "Hi, baby, you're awake, how was your nap?" He said and hurried over to her. She looked at him and was frowning. "What is she doing here?" Livie asked and looked at him. "Well, she needs a place to stay, and um, can we talk about this, um, later?" He said and looked at them. Livie snorted sitting up. "Sure, she can stay here, in fact, why don't you give her my fucking ring, and then fuck her asshole." She snapped and stood up and walked towards the door, "I am leaving." She yelled and grabbed her purse and stomped outside, slamming the door on her way out. She climbed into her car and took off. Livie was pissed, she didn't need to be, she knew that he was just being a nice friend but he still should of checked with her first, that's how it's always been.
Livie pulled her car up to the police office, and walked inside. She sure was a sight to be seen. Hair in a messy ponytail, fuzzy monkey slipper boots, and one of Juice's SOA shirts. She ignored the AFT agents and walked into Unser's office. "Livie, what's wrong?" He asked and looked at her. "Nothing, I just wanted to speak with Gemma." He nodded. "Follow me." He said and she nodded. She followed him, and looked at her. Gemma looked up when she heard footsteps. "Shit, baby girl what are you doing here?" She asked and looked at her. "Well, listen to this." She said and looked at the Chief. "Let me in there with her." She said and he looked at her. "You are kidding me right?" He asked and Livie shook her head. "No, let me in there to talk to her." She said and he sighed. "Ten minutes." He said and opened the cell and Livie stepped in as he closed it. She looked at Gemma and sighed. "What did the retard do?" She asked and Livie sighed loudly. "Well, you know that stupid tart you hit in the face, she was only in the hospital for a small amount of time, and then she shows up, like at the damn house, with Kip, and she is all squealing and happy and hugging Juice, and he lets her stay with us, in the house, like with us." She says her arms flinging around as she talks. Gemma sighed and looked at her. "Should of hit her harder." Livie says shaking her head. Gemma laughed. "You want me to bail yah out?" She asked and Gemma shook her head. "No, I need some time to think." She said and Livie nodded. "That's good." She said and looked at her. "So what do I do?" She asked. "You need to chill and let her stay, don't get so worked up you can't because of the baby." She said and Livie sighed. "Ok." She said and nodded.
Livie walked back out, passing Clay as he sighed himself out. "What are you doing here little girl?" He asked and looked at her. "Just speaking with Gemma, and I have a bone to pick with you." She said pointing a finger at him as they walked outside. "Give me a lift and you can tell me all about it." He said and she nodded. "Sure." She said and they walked out towards the car. "…And that is why I think she needs to stay with you at the damn club house." Livie finished as Clay, who wasn't riding bitch, pulled up to the clubhouse where everyone minus Juice and the prospect waited. Clay shut the car off and stepped out. "No, she isn't end of story." He said and walked towards Tig. "No, no wait, not end of story." She said and hurried after him. "Livie, it isn't going to happen, Gemma will kill us both." He said and walked towards the clubhouse. "Listen, Clay, if you don't let her stay here, I will, I um, I will cry." She said and Clay and Tig turned and looked at her. "Then we will know your faking it, now go, go put some pants on and tell those idiots to get over here now." He said and Livie sighed. "What am I supposed to do with that tart?" She asked and Tig grinned. "I can think of a few things." He said and Clay laughed. "Make a new friend." He said and grinned turning towards the clubhouse and walking inside. Livie stood and watched as the door shut. Shaking her head, making a new friend wasn't on her list of things to do today, but buying Chocolate Double Fudge Chunk ice cream sure was.
