"The world does not revolve around your rules Gemma." the woman in doorway spoke with a clear tone in her voice.

Gemma looked huffy for a few seconds before she added "You're dead...that's why you're not supposed to be here."

"You saw the fake article?" Fiona asked arching an eyebrow.

Gemma nodded "We all did," then trying to add venom to her voice to hide the fear Fiona had instilled in her she added "You don't belong here sweetheart. Your newspaper article is the reason Chibs is sitting back in a corner destroying his liver."

Fiona glanced back at her husband concerned, before turning back to Gemma trying to figure out how to respond to the older woman's sudden hostility. She didn't want to fight in front of her daughter or her husband, but Gemma seemed to act as if she'd committed a horrible crime by showing up in Charming. "We have every right to be here."

Gemma huffed and opened her mouth to say something else only to be stopped by Tara cutting in, placing her body in between the counter and Fiona. Both women were surprised by the interjection, but there was some sort of silent agreement that they wouldn't fight. Gemma didn't want to look fearful and Fiona was downright tired from jet lag.

Once the situation was pacified, Tara turned to Fiona and Kerrianne, unsure if the older woman would even remember her, they'd never met outside of the hospital so it seemed unlikely the other woman would recognize her as anyone other than the doctor that had tended to Chibs in the hospital a couple of years earlier. "I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Tara."

Fiona surprised her "you're Jax's old lady," noticing the younger woman's expression she added "Filip has mentioned you before."

Although she was curious what Chibs had mentioned about her, Tara pushed it aside "Do either of you want something to drink?"

Kerrianne shook her head no, but Fiona sighed "Tea would be nice, if you have any."

"I'll see to make a cup of tea." When Chuckie's comment was met with only blank stares he added "I'll boil the kettle right away."

"Why don't we sit down?" Tara motioned to the nearest booth.

Fiona immediately sat down, but Kerrianne remained standing, looking towards the back of the shop where her father was now getting up from the booth he'd been sitting in. She could tell by his seeming lack of coordination that he must be drunk, but unlike when she'd encountered Jimmy O'Phelan drunk, she didn't feel scared. Uncomfortable maybe, but she trusted that her father had no plans to hurt her.

Reaching her, Chibs wrapped his daughter in a drunken hug "Kerri."

Kerrianne returned her father's hug, pleased to be around him even while he was in such a state "Da."

Pulling back from her, Chibs looked at his daughter, his brow creasing in confusion "you're not a zombie are you?"

Kerrianne paused, taken aback by her father's question and turned to her mother, searching for an answer. "Ma?"

Fiona stood up from her seat, looking at her husband. "The article was fake Filip. It was made to fool Jimmy." pausing she glanced at his hand "What did you do to your hand?"

Chibs sighed, "Jimmy insulted you Fi, I had to defend your good name."

Fiona pursed her lips, planning to respond both in comfort to her husband and out of morbid curiosity to probe how badly Jimmy O'Phelan had been hurt. Part of her wanted him to be stuck nursing face wounds as he'd always been rather vain and it would be great poetic justice, but another part of her was worried that in rage the other man would again come after her sweet boy.

It was as if Gemma read the mix of emotions on her face, because the older woman immediately interjected "he missed O'Phelan completely and punched that booth Bobby and Tig are sitting in instead."

Chibs glared at Gemma for a second, but seemed unwilling to contest what she had said. Even if he'd wanted to fight, it seemed as if he was simply too drunk and too tired to do so.

Fiona nodded sympathetically, stepping forward to place an arm around her husband, leading him into the booth where Tara was still sitting. Chibs followed her lead easily almost like a Labrador Retriever following it's master, it would have almost been comical, but every single person watching could feel the trust the normally tough biker was putting into his actions and laughing or poking fun was the last thing on anyone's minds.

"I can get Chuckie to make him a cup of coffee." Tara suggested.

Chibs started to huff in disagreement with the suggestion, however seeing the look in his wife's eyes he changed his mind and responded gruffly, rubbing the back of his neck with his good hand"I guess I could use that."

At that moment Bobby spoke from the booth behind them, "We're going to have to find a place for you two to stay. Jimmy has a guy sitting on Chibs house, so it's not safe there."

The front of the shop was filled with silence briefly as Chuckie bought out the tea and coffee and placed them in front of their respective owners, before adding "What about Diosa?"

"Chuckie, we can't put Chibs' wife and daughter up with the whores!" Tig groaned.

"Nero wouldn't let anything happen to them," Gemma responded before turning to Fiona, "but it's probably not classy enough for your Catholic morals sweetheart."

"Isn't there a hotel where they'd be safe?" Tara interjected.

Although she wasn't sure how her daughter felt about the potential accommodations, Fiona saw no problems with staying in a brothel. In her life, she'd been forced to do some things that might seem despicable to ensure the survival of her family, and she couldn't find any reason to judge the women who felt the only way to make their living was to pleasure men. Still, she wanted her husband's opinion on the suggestion eventhough there was a chance it would change once he was sober. "Filip, would you feel safe about us staying at Diosa?"

Chibs thought for a second, sipping his coffee before responding. "It's a safe place with warm beds...but only if that's what Kerrianne wants."

"I'm fine with it if Ma's fine with it." Kerrianne responded.

Fiona nodded, "I think Diosa would be a good place for us. Even if Jimmy finds out the article is fake he's not going to search for us there. He thinks I'm an old prude."