All characters, etc from Sons of Anarchy belong to Kurt Sutter.

The OC's are mine.

Any mistakes are my own. Feel free to point them out but please be nice

CHAPTER 10:

"So there ye go then." Chibs said leaning back in the chair. "Ye knew most o' it."

Gemma put her empty bottle down on the table. She looked over at Cat, all traces of hostility and suspicion gone. If she'd taken care of Chibs then she was one of the family. "You got someplace to stay tonight sweetheart?"

"No." Cat shook her head. "I hadn't quite thought that far ahead."

Chibs looked at Gemma. "She can stay here."

Gemma didn't disagree but she did ask: "Which room do you suggest Chibs? There's probably still a couple of crow eaters in Tig's."

"Happy's'll be alright. That lad's OCD's just no' right."

Piney grunted from the bar. "It's nothin' t'do with me if he finds out."

Gemma pulled herself out of the chair. "Ditto, if he asks I'm gonna plead the Fifth." She rolled her shoulders to ease the knots from having been sat in the wooden chair for a long time. "I gotta go, I've got Abel tonight. Tara's on call but hopefully she'll be able to get some sleep."

"How's she doin'?" Chibs asked.

"Better now she's not throwing up every five minutes. Tara's my son's girlfriend, she's pregnant." She added in explanation to Cat.

Gemma grabbed her bag and her jacket and after giving Chibs and Piney a peck on the cheek each she walked out into the cool night. It was only as the chill air hit her that she realised she'd never seen anyone touch Chibs' scars in the way that he'd allowed Cat to.

"I got grandkids a'callin' too." Piney wheezed, heaving himself down from the bar stool, being careful to keep hold of his oxygen tank. "You take care sweetheart." He said to Cat as he squeezed her shoulder on his way past. "See you tomorrow. Same shit, different day." He called to Chibs over his shoulder as he headed outside to his three-wheeler.

"Well lass, go an' grab ye bag an' I'll see if there's any food around." Chibs said standing and stretching.

"You're not actually going to cook are you?" Cat asked with mock horror.

"No' a chance darlin'." Chibs grinned. "I'm goin' tae see if there's somethin' that'll fit in the microwave."

When she came back in she found Chibs on the phone. Once he'd finished his call he smiled at her. "The kitchen was a lost cause lass. Pizza's ordered."

She dropped her bag by the table, picked up some of the empty bottles and took them over to the bar as Chibs got two fresh beers. "So lass, what happened after I left?"

Cat picked up one of the empty bottles and turned it round and round, keeping her eyes down, not looking at him. "Danny never went back to Ireland. Him and mum got married about a year after you left. Other than that, nothing epic. Did my exams. Did alright. Got a job. Left home. Got married. Got divorced. Came to America."

"What're ye no' tellin' me?" He asked, placing an opened bottle in front of her.

She shrugged.

"That did no' work when ye was fifteen, it'll no' work now. Spill."

"It wasn't the same with Danny there. I felt like I'd lost mum. She spent so much time with him. But she was so happy; it didn't seem fair to say 'owt." She took a deep breath. "And I missed you." She exhaled.

A knock at the clubhouse door heralded the arrival of the pizza. Cat shook herself and went to hunt for a hairbrush in her bag so that she could take her knotted hair down from the ponytail it had been in all day. As they ate Chibs told her about his recent unexpected trip to Ireland, finding Kerrianne all grown up and hearing her call him "Da". Cat told him about the life she'd led since he'd left; taking care to include as many of the funnier anecdotes as possible. Chibs wasn't fooled for one moment.