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"Some NOMADs called. Said they were comin' in for a visit….this your doin?" Bull growled as soon as they walked in. Jamie just shook her head as Happy gave a low 'No'.

"Who's comin'?" Jamie asked as she flopped onto the couch.

"Oh, really? So Moe, Grunt, Ted, Keith, Osla, Adam, Buck, and Seth are all comin' for shits and giggles?"

"Must've heard we were here. They are our charter brothers, after all," Jamie smirked. "Why you bitchin' anyway, calf? They'll do the run for free just to ride. More protection for you and your guy."

Bull softened a bit, nodding. "Yeah…yeah, you're right…"

Jamie watched him walk off before turning to Happy, who was now seated next to her. "He's as dumb as a bull watching a red flag in the wind."

"Yeah..sadly his stupidity brought his reign to an end."

"Cheers," she tapped her bottle to his, beginning to form their plan for that night.

Somehow all eight men arrived at the clubhouse by 8:30 that night. Naturally the younger two, Moe and Buck, fought before anyone could say hello…much to Bull's anger.

"Boys!" Jamie finally yelled, shaking her head. "We gotta go!"

They climbed onto their bikes, waiting for direction.

"Ok, we'll go get Mike and then pick you guys up off Route 12 and Route 9," Bull nodded, getting in the van. His VP, who they had nicknamed Leech, gave them all a look as the van pulled out.

"I hate him," she spat after the van, turning her bike over.

Route 12 was farther than they had first thought but somehow they got there in time to give the boys the plan.

"Ok, so Mike killed the little girl, both Bull and Leech know this. Jax ordered them stripped and offed, not in that order. When we get to the cabin, Oslo, Adam and Buck, go into the woods North, take Alex and Luke. Grunt, Seth and Ted, you go South with the last two guys, Munch and Toos. Happy and Moe will go West, me and Keith will go East. When you're out of range of the assholes, start questioning the boys. If they confess, kill them. Once they know the plan, Happy takes out Mike, I'll get Leech and Osly, you get Bull. If they get away, all in to get the fuckers. Got it?"

Each man nodded before they got their bikes going. When the van approached they formed a line, some in front and some in back. The cabin was a hail and thankfully on an unmarked road so no one would suspect a thing. The NOMADs parked their bikes off to the side before walking up to the Texan boys.

"Man, thank you guys," Tart nodded, reminding Jamie of an evil Chucky on crack. She had to attempt to hide her look of disgust but kind of failed a bit, smirking when Tart became a bit uncomfortable.

"Stay here. Split up boys, do a perimeter," Happy nodded.

Jamie watched as her plan fell into place, leaving Tart, Bull and Leech unguarded. She kept her eyes on her boys, not seeing one man kill another. She settled herself behind a tree, eyes finding Happy as she waited for the signal. Here she was bringing justice for a little kid, outlaw justice…and that was the only justice she knew. Happy waved suddenly, so she turned, counted to six and let loose. Tart fell but Bull moved and she hit him instead of Leech. The asshole made it into the cabin before anyone could get him.

"Alive!" She counted the responses, glad she had everyone.

"Go to Hap!" Grunt called out so Jamie and Keith made their way over.

"So, you boys had no idea?" Jamie asked, seeing just how pissed off the Texan boys were. She looked at each man, hanging on Munch for a long moment because she swore she saw him falter a bit.

"Yeah. Now we got Leech in the fucking house. God knows what's stocked in there," Luke shook his head.

"Not much," Toos, the intelligence officer, spoke up. "We took most of it. Maybe a few rifles, but no ammo for them except for what's in there. Semi's."

"Still some good shit," Hap nodded as he looked back at the cabin.

"There's a blind side to the cabin," Luke started. "South side is completely blind because of the deck and all."

"Problem is getting there," Alex nodded. "We haven't been up here in so long so the underbrush is thick."

Jamie thought for a long few moments before Grunt spoke up. Man, this guy was always such a tactical brain.

"We can walk deep into the woods and cut over. We shoot the tires out so he can't get away and it'll make him think we're staying here."

"I can hang back, take out the tired," Jamie nodded while fumbling with her rifle.

Keith nodded, "I'll stay too."

The group split up and Jamie slid down to shoot at the tires. It wasn't going to be easy doing this with a rifle but she had to try. With the underbrush so overgrown and a light wind blowing from her left, she was gonna have to adjust her shots more than normal and that wasn't easy with a plain old rifle. Keith laid beside her now, trying to find the guys.

"Goin'," she said softly and fired off three quick rounds. Back tires and the front passengers tire blew. "That front tire is going to kill me. It's a tough shot from where I am…" she concentrated, shot again but misses.

"Mind if I try?"

"Not at all, sniper," she smirked, looking at the man beside her. Keith was a retired Marine, forced to retire because of an injury. He had been the king of snipers in his day, missing a few bolts just like Tig he just wasn't so…twisted. She watched him line up his shot, taking in a deep breath, hold it and pull the trigger. Sadly he missed, but he did it one more time and he made it. "Thanks. Now we wait."

She tried to use the scope to find the rest of the boys but the brush was thick and the house in the way. As she scanned the house she caught Leech looking out the window. He was obviously nervous about not being able to see anyone, but he didn't break for the door and he was standing wide open in the window.

"I'm confused. He's just standing in the window…" she passed the Keith the scope so he could watch.

"Freaking out no doubt. Panicking because he can't see us…or hear us…and we took our keys to the bikes so he really has no way out of here," Keith nodded, handing her the gun. She began her search for the boys again, hoping she would find them. Still no sign. As she set the scope down, a branch snapped behind them so they both rolled over, guns at the ready.

"Hey! Hey!" Munch stood with his hands raised."

"Stupid ginger," Keith growled.

"Sorry. I fell back because leaving two behind isn't a good idea. Leech is dangerous…"

"How dangerous?" Jamie raised an eyebrow as she looked at Munch, who now lay on her other side.

"As in he has a lot of shit in there that he could probably modify…"

Jamie's eyes widened a bit.

"Hap sent this with me and he said take him out if you can."

Munch handed Jamie the M24 sniper riddle before moving over a bit. There was no feeling in the world like holding a sniper rifle in your hands. So much power to kill someone in your arms, you were God for a few minutes. The ark matte coated metal was warm beneath her fingers as she panned the scene in front of her and Keith moved to hold her waist a bit since the M24 had some kickback to it.

"No sign," she grumbled lightly.

"Keep an eye on that window," Keith said in her ear. "He's bound to come back…"

She moved to the window to watch, sighing. Behind the curtain she could see movement but not enough to shoot at him. "He knows what we're doing…" she growled, turning slowly to look at the two men. Both shrugged before she turned back. Her eyes now fell on the boys moving into the house so she watched through her scope. Leech appeared at the window, cell phone to his ear and as soon as he turned a bit, she shot. "Target. Down." When Keith smirked, she could feel his lips move against the skin on her neck. Oh, he must be turned on by a girl who was almost as good a sniper as he was but he wouldn't do anything about it, considering she was Hap's girl. They broke for the house, waiting by the van. Seth and Oslo were out first, followed by the others.

"He knew we were in the woods," Jamie snapped.

"What?" Happy frowned.

"Someone let him know we were watching the window and you guys were coming. He was on his cell…"

"Who?"

Jamie pulled out her glock and held it to Munch's head. "Give me your phone."

"I swear I didn't do this!"

"Oh…" Jamie lowered her gun before sighing. The guys were stunned by her accepting Munch's simple answer. "Let me borrow your phone to call Jax. Mine's dead."

Munch handed his phone over and Jamie began to look through it. A tense moment passed before her phone rang.

"I thought your phone was dead?" Munch frowned.

"I lied, traitor," Jamie shot Munch in the forehead in one easy movement without even looking. "Last call made, Leech. Two minutes ago."

"Give up your phones!" Happy yelled, taking everyones. He went through each one to make sure no one else was a traitor. "We're good,"

Jamie nodded before looking around. "Any spare tires in there?"

"Yeah, plenty," Ted nodded. "We saw them in the basement."

"Put them on the van. Take all of the shit we can use, put it in the van, then torch the house. Bodies inside."

Obviously the Corpus Christi crew was NOT used to the NOMAD mind because they looked shocked. The NOMADs on the other hand, were snickering and grinning devilishly. "Oslo. Moe. Grunt."

"Got it."

"Get to movin' boys. Change the tires," she headed inside to help pack the artillery.