Thanks for the reviews! I'm happy and surprised you guys are liking not only Bash but Lily, the road will not be easy for them but I've got a happy ending in the making for them both don't worry. Well, as happy an ending SOA character can get lol Big thanks for Love Ink who helped me get this mess to look pretty and ready to be posted lol I hope you all enjoy and as always, reviews are always welcomed! I do not own anything in this chapter, besides my ocs, everything else belongs to their rightful owners.
PS! If anyone's curious about how Lily and Bash look I do have a vid now up to watch that feature them with Juice/Savannah if anyone wants to check that out. I'll see if I can get some pics up on my profile as well.
Chapter 10
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Savannah had been recruited to help her mom and the other ladies set up their booth for the town's little event. She was happy to help, and not just because her mom had threated to fire her from the garage. "Tell everyone to leave room for the buses." Gemma said as she got the plastic bowls ready while Savannah stirred the chili.
"Who we busing?" She asked her mom.
Gemma set down the bowls on the booth table and started laying them out for people to take when they got here. "Oakdale assisted living." She explained as she finished up and returned to the other table beside Savannah. The two shared a look, knowing the same thing when it came to the seniors. "Seniors are all compulsive gamblers, baby girl. Triples our raffle dollars. God bless social security." She reminded her as she continued to move around to finish up with the setting up of their booth. She shared a little smile with Luanne.
"Gemma." Another voice said out.
Savannah turned her head around as Gemma looked up to see one of the old wives from one of the club's ex members coming up to the booth. Savannah vaguely remembered her, she had been a teenager when she was around and didn't pay much attention to any of the wives or most of the guys in the club at the time. Her mom seemed to know exactly who she was though. "Oh, hey, April. Appreciate you coming to help." Gemma said to the woman on the other side of the table. Savannah didn't bother hiding her curiousness as she openly stared at her mom and the other woman.
She was trying so hard to put the name to the face, because something was familiar about her, but she was finding it harder said than done as she was drawing a blank on who she was to the club. "No problem. Can I ask you something?" She heard the other woman say to her mom.
Savannah was startled when Luanne tapped her arm to get her attention. She looked over to see her holding up forks, as if silently asking her to go and get more of them. She nodded and stopped what she was doing. "I'm gonna go get some extra forks and shit, ma. I'll be back in a little while." She said, touching her mom's arm to make sure she had her attention before she kissed both women's cheeks and headed out.
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Savannah was looking around the town's little store for the plastic silverware. She knew as well as anyone how fast they went thanks to the chili. She was rounding the corner to head into the next aisle when she suddenly stopped. Lily was standing there, trying to decide between drinks. She hadn't been spotted, she could definitely just turn around and leave before she saw her.
"Oh, Savannah! Hey!" Lily said, smiling as she waved.
So much for that plan.
Giving Lily her best smile, she adjusted her jacket before going over. "Hey, Lil."
The girls hugged briefly before Lily decided on a drink and smiled before putting it in her basket. Savannah glanced around and grabbed some plastic forks and spoons, pulling them in her own basket. "So, um, we're okay, right? It didn't dawn on me until later, but you seemed off last time we talked." Lily said after a minute of them standing in an uncomfortable silence.
Savannah wasn't sure what to tell her. Juice wasn't her boyfriend, he wasn't her anything really. He was barely even her friends, but the idea that he'd been in the process of dating Lily irked her for a reason beyond her knowledge. Maybe she did know, but she wasn't willing to admit it. "We're fine. Really." Lily didn't look convinced. Squeezing her hand, she gave her an actual smile this time. "I'm serious. You were my best friend, Lily. My only friend actually. I missed you." She said honestly.
Lily wasn't convinced at first, but after a moment she seemed to change her mind and believed her. Squeezing her hand back, Lily smiled and nodded. "Things have been hectic at the department with this new ATF agent. I don't know what case he and Hale are working on, but it's got my dad's feathers' ruffled." Lily said, knowing the Sons weren't sure why there was an ATF agent in town. She might not know details, but she could at least warn her friend to be careful.
Savannah appreciated the gestor. It wasn't anything she could bring to the club, but it was nice to have a heads up. Lily looked around, dropping some burger buns into her basket with some ketchup. Charming PD were charge of the grill like always. "He's there helping out. Gives me the major creeps." She said, shivering as if to further her point.
Savannah gave her friend a small smile, squeezing her arm. Looking around, she found some napkins and added it to her basket. The girls turned the corner and went on to the next aisle together. They were quiet for a few minutes before Lily finally got the nerve to ask Savannah what she'd been wanting to ask her. "I haven't seen Juice around in a while. Is he okay?" She asked nervously, looking to her friend for some kind of answer.
She knew if it was club related, Savannah couldn't tell her anything, but she could at least tell her if Juice was avoiding her or not. If he was alright. This was why Savannah had been trying to avoid her. She didn't want to talk about Juice with her. If she made a point of being against the pairing, she'd have to tell her why and she didn't want to do that. "Oh, um, he's just been out of town. Getting some, um, parts for the garage. He'll be home in another week or so." She said, fully knowing she hadn't given Lily the answer she was hoping for.
Savannah just wished she'd drop it, but it was never like Lily to drop anything. She was a curious girl, which would made her a great cop one day. "Is he, um . . . has he mentioned me? I don't suppose he would. I guess I'm just nervous. I really like him, Sav. I think . . . I don't know what I think, but I know I like him a lot. He makes me feel happy. I haven't felt like this in a long time, you know? Plus, he's a great kisser. Not pushy, but he definitely knows how to-"
"Oh, there's Tara! I should go, uh, check and see how Abel's doing. Jax's son. Um, I'll see you around, Lil." Savannah said, giving her friend a quick wave before hurrying over to the doctor's side.
Tara looked confused as she approached her. Savannah looped her arm around the doctor's and moved them forward into the next aisle. "What's going on, Savannah?" Tara whispered, looking around to see what had gotten her friend so riled up.
Savannah glanced back before going over to the register to check out. "I just wanted to see how Abel's doing. I haven't, um, been to see him since we last talked." Savannah said, giving Tara a forced smile as she crossed her arms.
Tara looked at her suspiciously, knowing it had to be more of that. She glanced back to see Lily Unser still shopping. It didn't make sense. Savannah and Lily were best friends, she wouldn't be avoiding her for no reason. If she really wanted to know about Abel, she'd either go herself or ask her brother. "He's, uh, he's getting better every day. Here, I can take a few of those." She said, taking the bags as Savannah paid and the two headed out.
"Thanks, Tara." Savannah said, holding the door open for the young doctor.
Tara waited until they were at Savannah's car before she turned on her. "You wanna tell me what that was really about?"
Savannah glanced back to make sure Lily wasn't going to be coming outside in the next few minutes. She didn't want to risk her overhearing them. She waited another few moments before deciding it was now or never and turning back to Tara. "Lily and Juice were seeing each other before I got back to town." She whispered. Tara just looked confused. "Juice and I almost . . . we almost fucked in the garage. We kissed and things got heated. How can I tell Lily that? She's head over heels and I screwed it all up." Savannah went on, filling in the blanks.
Tara realized what the issue was now. Savannah was feeling guilty. It was one thing if Juice and her got back together, but they weren't. She thought it was her fault Juice was missing out on a chance to move on from her. "What are you gonna do?" She asked, squeezing her arm to comfort her.
Savannah sat on the back fender, putting her hands on her knees as she dropped her head for a minute. She took a deep breath before looking up. "I have to let him go, Tara. Him and me? It won't work. I know it won't. He's better moving on with her than hoping out for false hope with me. Besides, I'm . . . I'm seeing . . . I don't know what we're doing but it's not with Juice, that's for sure." She confessed. She was happy to finally tell someone that wasn't Juice. He made her feel guilty for trying to move on. She was hoping Tara wouldn't.
Tara placed her hand on her shoulder and squeezed, trying to show support for her friend. The two were in similiar situations, and Savannah was doing something Tara wished she could do. She was trying to move on. She'd tried to in Chicago, but that had blown up in her face. She cringe at the thought, but brushed it off. This wasn't about her, it was about Savannah and Juice. "Everything's gonna work out like it's supposed to, Sav. I know it's hard to move on, to trust someone after you've been hurt, but it happens." She said, giving Savannah a small smile.
"How can I trust anyone again? Juice hurt me so badly, Tara. When he . . . it was hard. I can't put my heart out there again. I don't want to get hurt again." She said, wiping away the tears in her eyes before they had the chance to fall.
Tara knew that feeling all too well, and all she could tell Savannah was that it'd get easier as time passed. If the right person came around, she'd know. They'd stick through her walls and break them down. She just had to let them. "It'll get better. I promise." She said, kissing her head before she straightened. "I have to head back to the hospital for the rest of my shift, but I'll be around later. You gonna be alright?" She asked, worried for her friend's sanity.
Savannah gave her a weak smile, clearing her throat as she stood and put away the last of the bags. "I'll be fine. Thanks for the talk, Tara."
Tara wasn't convinced Savannah was alright, but she couldn't push it. She sighed, reaching over and pulling her friend into an embrace. Savannah was hesitant at first, but finally took a deep breath before hugging her back. "It's gonna be alright. I promise." She said again, hoping to get through to her friend. Pulling back slightly, she gave Savannah a small smile and stroked her cheek.
Savannah would be okay. She was a Teller. When they got knocked down, they got right back up. She just have to believe that. With one last squeeze, Tara let her friend go and headed over to her Cutless. Savannah ran a hand through her hair and sighed, taking a deep breath before she got into her own car and drove back to the fundraiser.
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Savannah was headed back to the town center to get back to helping with the booth. She got there at the same time Jax, Tig, and Bobby, who she noticed was in his Elvis suit, were all showing up to help out. She parked beside their bikes and smiled teasingly at them as she got out with her shopping bag. "You're late, Elvis. Mom's gonna kill you." She said out happily as she fell in pace with Bobby and her brother. Jax spotted something and excused himself as he headed over to whatever it was, leaving Savannah to lead Bobby and Tig over to where they were suppose to go.
Bobby knew she was right, but it didn't help his mood. Tig seemed to be the only one in a joking mood as he tossed an arm around her shoulders and gave her a little hug. Wrapping an arm around his waist, she walked in step with him "Doesn't that make you the kettle, princess? Seeing as you're just getting here too." Tig said as he ruffled her hair with his other hand. Bobby looked back at them and just rolled his eyes as he hurried along to the booth the kids who were waiting for him in. He was suppose to help out by dressing them all as little Elvis'.
Savannah rolled her eyes as she hurried along and pointed which ways to turn so they could get there quicker. "I was already here, you idiot. I went out to get some more silverware since we didn't have enough." She explained as she held up the bag in her hands to show her proof.
They finally made it back to the booth, and Gemma, unfortunately for Bobby, was the first to spot them. "You're late, Elvis." She said out as she hurried to move around the table to meet them. Savannah held out the bags and Luanne took them from her, giving her a quick thanks before going back to handing out the bowls of chili.
Savannah just shook her head as she and Tig followed behind them as Gemma fell in pace with Bobby. The two were fine with just letting Bobby dig himself out of the hole he had dug himself with Gemma. "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to get this into a helmet?" He said with a huff as he hurried around to get to the booth someone else had set up for him.
"The kids are waiting." Gemma reminded him.
He looked back at the queen and sighed. He didn't need her reminding him how late he was for this thing. "I know, I know, I know." He said as he stopped just before the going inside his little tent covered area where the kids were all waiting for him to show up. He took a deep breath before heading inside. "Bless my soul. Oh, look at all god's children. So, tell me. Who wants to look like Elvis." He said, now speaking in his Elvis voice as he greeted the kids. The other three watched on as the kids sitting around the table all erupted in cheers, raising there hands up in excitement to be picked to go first.
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A few hours had passed and Savannah was wondering around, just taking in the pleasures of looking around at the other booths. She loved this fundraiser, it was always so much fun. She remembered telling Juice some of the crazy stories she remembered from past years. Her favorite one had been the first year she remembered doing the egg toss with her dad. They hadn't been very good. Opie and Jax had won. But her dad made sure she had fun. Even if he ended up covered in egg.
"Hey, shorty."
Savannah turned around, smiling when she saw Opie. It was the first time she'd seen him since he went in. "Opie, hey!" She said, reaching up on the tips of her toes to hug him.
Guilt had been nagging on her since she'd been home, but she couldn't think of a good time to go see him. Things had been crazy in her life, and she was sure he wasn't have a walk in the park either being home after being away for so long. Now here they were, finally reunited, and it was great. He kissed her cheek before letting her go. "What have you been up to?" He asked, giving her a quick look over.
She'd definitely grown up since he last saw her. She'd matured, and it looked good on her. She could say the same thing about him. "This and that. Saw the world, got bored, came home to Charming. I missed my Chewie." She teased, reminding him of the year the four of them had gone as Star Wars characters for Halloween. He'd obviously been Chewbecca, Jax was Luke, Savannah was Leia, and Thomas had been R2-D2.
He chuckled, stuffing his hands in his pockets. An awkward silence fell over them, and neither knew how to break it. Savannah shifted from one foot to the other, blowing her hair out of her face. "So . . . how was Chino?" She asked, not knowing what else to ask. She mentally scolded herself for asking such a stupid question.
Opie's laughter caught her by surprise. "Seriously, Sav?"
Blushing, she rubbed the back of her neck and shrugged. So breaking the ice wasn't her strong suit. This was why she had Jax, he was better at it. "I know. I know, stupid question. Um, you and Jax lookin' to reclaim your former glory and win the egg toss?" She asked, giggling as she nudged him.
Opie chuckled, shaking his head. Savannah was still the girl he knew. She'd grown up, sure, but she was still the same girl he grew up with. She could cut her hair, grow boobs, wear heels, but she'd always be the little girl he and Jax convinced sex was awful to in the treehouse. She'd always been the girl who rode on the back of his bike when she was convinced Jax would purposely go too fast to scare her.
The two started walking together, just catching up one the other's life. As nervous as she'd been to see Opie, she was glad she'd finally done it. She missed the big lumberjack, and he'd missed her too. Jax spotted them from the Chili stand and was relieved. Maybe catching up with Savannah was just what Opie needed to keep from killing Kyle. They were just lucky Savannah hadn't caught sight of the idiot, or else they'd have more issues. Savannah never got her chance to give Kyle a piece of her mind. Maybe that was the best.
"Was wondering when those two would finally talk. She's been avoiding it for weeks." Gemma said behind him.
Jax nodded in acknowledgement. He knew Opie had been doing the same. He didn't know what to say to her, much like she didn't know what to say to him. This was just the kind of event they needed to push them to talk. "Yeah, I know. He missed her. Hopefully she'll cheer him up a little. I think he's not as confident as he thought he'd be with Kyle being here." Jax said, glancing over his shoulder to share a look with his mom.
Gemma sighed, nodding in agreement. She placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed before looking around. "Her head's been all twisted up over Juice. It'll be good for her that he's away for a bit." She said as she cleaned up the table.
Jax looked at her confused, not realizing Sav had been having any trouble with Juice. He knew she did at first, but he thought they got over it. "Last I heard she chewed him out in the garage. Figured they weren't even trying to play nice anymore." He said, glancing back at his sister curiously.
Gemma scoffed, giving him a look. "Please. The sexual tension coming off those two? It's amazing they haven't screwed around yet. Love like the kind they had? It doesn't just die, Jax. He's messing with her head, just like that doctor is doing to you."
Jax tensed at the mention of Tara. He was sick of his mother bad mouthing her, and he didn't need to know anything concerning his sister's sex life either. He still had the memory of Juice buck naked while he railed Savannah burned in his mind. "Don't start, ma. Just leave them alone, and leave Tara alone too. I mean it." He said, shooting her a look before he grabbed a plate and headed over to talk to Donna.
Gemma sighed, watching him go. He had blinders on when it came to Tara and it was gonna get him hurt. It was the same with Savannah and Juice, and she wasn't about to let her kids get themselves hurt again by the same people. She'd just have to intervene, whether they wanted her to or not.
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Night had fallen and Savannah stood inside of Lumpy's gym, watching the current fight going on. She had pulled the sides of her hair up, keeping it out of her face. She hadn't wanted to stick around for the fireworks. So she went to the clubhouse and changed before heading over to the gym. Wearing sweat pants and a tank, she fit right in with the crowd. Her dark eyes were focused on one of the fighters in particular, her eyes watching ever punch and kick he landed on his opponent.
Bash was a good foot and a half taller than her. His black hair was short, for once not spiked up since he was wearing his head gear. Under his white wifebeater, she knew he hid a six pack. He wasn't cut like Juice had been before in New York, a bit more beefy like Juice was now, but she didn't mind. He was in shape, and he looked good. The man had some stubble, not something she was a fan of, but also not a deal breaker either.
The match ended soon enough and Savannah couldn't help the smirk that appeared when Bash came over and leaned against the rope. "I didn't think you'd show up today." He said, his eyes taking her in hungrily.
She shrugged, like she hadn't hurried from the fundraiser to get over here. Lumpy's gym was soon becoming her usual hangout when she wasn't at the clubhouse. She refused to acknowledge that fact though. This wasn't a thing, she'd tell herself repeatedly. It was just . . . something. Something to get her over Juice, she told herself as well. She wasn't ready for it to be anything other than that.
"Well, what can I say? I got a thing for older guys." She said, tilting her head as she looked him over with the same hungry look he'd given her.
"Lumpy's a lucky guy." He teased.
He wouldn't tell her, but he liked to make her laugh. The sound of her laugh made him want to laugh with her. He expected nothing less from a Teller. The Tellers had a certain appeal to them. Climbing between the ropes, he hopped down from the ring and closed the space in between them. She let him pull her against him, his hands holding her there as they rested on her hips.
She didn't mind the fact he was sweating, she was sure she smelled like chili and motoroil from the the fundraiser and the garage. Smiling up at him, she hated the fact her heart seemed to beat faster when he held her this close to him. It was just a normal body reaction, she'd lie to herself. It couldn't be because she felt anything for this man, she refused to accept that thought. Regardless, she smiled up at him still and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I mean, you're not awful to look at either." She teased, as if she was really just settling for him.
Which, in a way, she was. She'd never tell him that though.
He chuckled, nuzzling her neck. His nose nuzzling against her tickled her neck, making her bite her lip to keep from giggling. His scruff wasn't helping the matter. It only tickled her skin more. "We goin' back to my place or yours?" He asked, pressing a few kisses to her skin, his teeth scraping her earlobe.
Her eyes closed, her breathing hitched, as a shiver ran down her spine. Her fingers gripped his back for a second, her control slipping through her fingers. This was their usual dance. They'd tease each other, sometimes he'd help her practice her boxing, and it always ended up with them going somewhere for a few minutes alone. "You know neither is gonna happen, Ricky Ricardo." She said, pulling away from him to grab her jacket.
Going to his place was too personal, more personal than she wanted to get. She'd invited Juice into her home, and look how well that ended? Besides, the last thing she needed was them bumping into Gemma and her asking questions. Zippering her jacket, she scolded herself for thinking of Juice again. When she thought of him and remembered where she was, who she was with, she felt dirty. Like she was cheating. Shaking her head, she tried not to think about that.
"Worth a shot. Dinner out of the question too? Cause I'm starving for a burger." He said while he started taking off his gear and putting it away in his gym bag.
Hesitating, she took a moment to consider his offer before she shook her head. It felt too much like a date, and she knew for a fact he'd pay for her before she even got thought to get some cash out. Sebastian Samuels, Bash as she liked to call him, was an old fashioned man. Not like club old fashioned, but he had manners and kept to tradition. The result of growing up in Charming. He was closer to Kozik's age than hers, but it worked for them.
He looked disappointed in her answer, but he was expecting it by now. She wasn't one for anything that even remotely seemed like a date. He barely got her to get take out with him most of the time. He wasn't sure why she was so opposed to the idea of a date, but he'd give her the space she needed. He wasn't looking for anything serious any more than she was, so it worked for them so far.
Sighing, he slung his duffle bag over his shoulder and nodded. Leaning over, he kissed her head before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I'll drive you home. No argument." He said, giving her a look to not even start. He knew she had walked here, the garage was only a few blocks away. He wasn't about to make her walk home.
"Fine." She huffed, acting as if it was annoyance for her when he knew it wasn't.
He knew she liked when he drove her home. While it wasn't a long ride from here to her home, somehow it still took them an hour every time. He opened the passenger side door for her, letting her inside before he dropped his gym bag into the backseat. Closing her door once she was in, he jogged around to the other side and slide in. He'd only just got comfortable when she shifted around in her seat.
Her hand slipped down under the waistband of his sweats, slipping into his boxer where she grabbed him. He jolted at the feel of her cold hand, before groaning when she started running her hand up and down his length. He reached up and cupped the back of her head, pulling her over so he could kiss her. "You're the devil." He mumbled between kisses, his grip tightening on her hair.
"I know." Savannah said with a smirk.
She bit his lip playfully before she leaned back in her seat, her hand leaving his pants. He groaned in annoyance, already missing the feel of her hand on him. He looked over at her, hunger in his eyes as he watched her slip off her jacket. "Sav," He said, his voice husky when he noticed her stripping off her sweat pants and underwear.
Glancing over at him, she winked and pulled her tank top off as well, leaving her in just her bra. Her eyes swept over him and huffed when she realized he'd been too busy drooling over her to get the hint that he should undress as well. "You know, this works better without pants and a condom." She said, giggling when he snapped out of his trance.
Clearing his throat, he nodded and reached into his gym bag for the box of condoms he kept in there just for this occasion. Once he had one, he pushed his seat back and yanked his pants down, his boxers following. Rolling it on, his eyes never left hers. It felt like forever before he finally had it on. "Get over here." He growled, helping her climb into his lap.
"Yes, sir." She giggled, leaning down to kiss his neck.
Sighing, he laid back against his seat, his hand slipping in between them. She was already wet for him, and he couldn't help but grin when he heard the whine leave her lips. He didn't have to play with her for long before she dug her nails into his arm. "Stop playing and fuck me, Bash." She groaned, her head rested against his as she lifted her hips with his hand.
That got a chuckle from him, one that earned him a glare from her. Removing his hand, he didn't miss the whine that resulted. She already missed the feeling of him being inside of her. Lining up with her entrance, he carefully lowered her onto him. A groan left them both when he filled her. "Fuck, Savannah." He moaned, gripping her hips as he thrusted up. She met him thrust to thrust, the sensation from this angle driving them both insane.
He flipped her bra cup down, taking one of her breasts into his palm while the other gripped her waist and guided her into a pace he'd set. A gasp left her lips when he pinched her nipple between his fingers. Leaning up, he swallowed the gasp as he kissed her. Her fingers ran through his hair, her grip tightening when he send shocks of pleasure through her. His hand slipped further down from her waist, palming her ass before pulling her closer to him.
"Fuck," She gasped, her thrusts becoming quicker as the bubble formed in her lower area.
His thrusts were becoming choppier, his groans growing louder in her ear, signalling he was getting close too. It wasn't long before he hit his climax, gripping her tightly in his arms as she road out her own climax. As she finished, her body collapsed onto his, panting into his neck as she tried to slow her heart beat. Both of their bodies were covered in sweat, but neither noticed. "That was . . . great." She breathed out, smirking when she saw his offended look at her wording. "Fantastic, I mean. Is that better?" She giggled, kissing him before she slipped away from him and fell back into her own seat as she caught her breath.
Bash chuckled, shaking his head as he disposed of the used condom and pulled his pants back on. He ran a hand through his hair, attempting to tame the black locks back down. Glancing over, he saw her getting redressed too, trying to tame her hair even though it was useless. She'd need an actual hair brush to tame her hair. "You sure you don't want to go for that burger?" He asked as he put the key into the ignition and turned on the car.
Glancing over, he saw the conflict on her face. She didn't want to give him the wrong impression, but he knew she had to have worked up an appetite if she wasn't already hungry. The sound of her stomach rumbling only confirmed that. Raising his brow at her, he dared her to tell him she wasn't hungry after that. Sighing, she leaned back into her seat and zipped her jacket back up. "Fine, but I better get a milkshake too." She said, finally looking over at him.
That made him laugh as he pulled out of his packing spot and started driving to the closest diner. "I think I can do that."
Yeah, he had no idea why it always took so long to get her home at all.