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It was Sunday morning and Juice was sat on the picnic table in the TM lot, smoking a joint, enjoying the sun rise. It was traditional for the garage to be shut one Sunday a month, so the Club had no excuse not to be at Gemma's Sunday dinner. And because of that tradition, the Saturday before, the garage was open for 24 hours so that they wouldn't run behind, and Juice had spent the first night in over a month, away from the warmth and comfort of Mia's bed. He'd volunteered to take two shifts that Saturday, the lunch shift which was Tig's so that the older man could spend a couple of hours with Zoe without him around and the last shift before the morning so he was the only one up, and once he'd finished his joint he was planning on heading to Mia's to get some sleep. Taking a long drag, Juice leant back on the table, relishing in the quiet time, his ADD and OCD made it difficult for his mind to shut off and for him to just relax, so it was times like this, when everything was quiet, that he truly cherished.

The door to the Clubhouse opened and startled the mohawked biker, he saw his brother and VP, Jax, walk out and head over towards him. "You're up early," Juice said, holding out the joint to the blond next to him.

"You're not gonna sleep?" Jax asked, "You know Gemma'll flip if you're late to dinner today, it's Kenny's birthday after all."

"Nah I'm just chilling, I'll head over to Mia's in a bit and crash."

Jax tossed a look at the younger man before handing the joint back, "You know, you could just sleep here, you do have a dorm room available to you."

Juice shrugged, "Sure, but I've got a beautiful half naked woman waiting for me back at the house."

"You could have more than one woman here," Jax replied, "I'm just saying you've been spending a lot of time with Mia lately."

Juice frowned and looked over at the other man, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Jax shook his head and looked away for a moment, "It's nothing, you know, it's just, it's not like you're serious about her, and I'm hearing things from the Croweaters, they miss you."

"What makes you think I'm not serious about her?" Juice asked defensively, "Is it the way that I haven't spent a single night away from her in the last month? Or is it the fact that I haven't even looked at another woman since I started seeing Mia? Or is it that you don't think she's serious about me?" He pushed off the table and turned to face his brother, "I mean that's it right? She's smart, successful, beautiful, what possible interest would she have in me other than sex?" He wasn't one to lose his temper, his brothers knew him as totally chill, so Jax was shocked when he saw the younger man start to get angry.

"Juice man that's not what I'm saying." Jax started.

"So tell me, what are you saying then Jax?" Juice scowled.

"I just mean that you haven't known her long, it's a little soon to be getting serious with her, especially when she's got a kid, that belongs to Tig."

Juice clenched his fist and took a long drag on his joint in an effort to refrain from punching his VP, "That's what this is about?!" He said incredulously, "You think I'm- You think I'm trying to be Zoe's FATHER!" he yelled, he dropped his joint and crushed it under his boot, and grabbed his Kutte, that was lying on the table top and threw it on, "I am NOT, trying to be Zoe's father, I'm not trying to take her away from Tig!" He ran a hand over his head, "It's not my fault, Zoe's psycho mom traumatised her! And it's not my job to make sure things are good between Zoe and Tig!" He turned to leave and was stopped by Jax's hand on his arm.

"Juice wait-"

He shrugged out of Jax's hold and turned to face him for a moment, "Jax you're my VP, my brother, and my friend, but what I do when I am not working here, or on Club Business is none of your business! Stay out of my life Jax!" he walked away from Jax before he did something he'd regret and got on his bike, speeding out of there before Jax could stop him. 'So much for my quiet morning.' He thought to himself.

Jax watched Juice drive away and sighed, "That didn't go how I planned," he muttered.

Chibs joined Jax at the picnic table, "Well done Jacky Boy," he frowned at the younger man, "I've never seen Juice so angry before, actually come to think of it, I've never seen Juice angry at all before. Good job Jax."

"Yeah, yeah, I fucked up, I know." He eyed the crushed joint on the ground and sighed, "He even wasted some perfectly good weed, you think I should go after him?"

"Oh aye, that's a good idea, piss him off more before little Kenny's birthday party. Leave him alone, and let his woman take care of him. Hopefully he'll calm down before he gets to Gem's."

Juice walked inside Mia's, dropping his keys in the bowl by the door; he took off his shoes and hung up his kutte next to her jacket before heading upstairs to her room. He took a quick peek inside Zoe's room, making sure the little girl was still fast asleep and he hadn't disturbed her, before going into the master bedroom down the hall. Quickly he stripped down to his boxers, and brushed his teeth, sliding between the covers of Mia's bed and carefully wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. Mia stirred as she felt Juice press against her and she turned sleepily in his arms, "Juice?" she whispered, "What's wrong Baby?" Even half asleep she could feel the tension in his body.

"Nothing Babe, go back to sleep," he replied.

Opening her eyes, she tilted her head so that she could look him in the eye, he was upset, she could tell, but he didn't want to talk about it. Pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss, she rested her head on his chest and her hand on his stomach, "Whenever you want to talk, I'm here to listen." She whispered, closing her eyes, and sighing as she felt him start to run his fingers through her hair.

Juice closed his eyes and relaxed into the soft mattress, he felt her breath brush against his bare chest, and felt her melt into his side, his mind quieting down slowly. 'Maybe I don't need a joint to make all the noise to disappear,' he thought to himself as he drifted off.

It was four in the afternoon and Mia and Zoe were at Sweet Treats, Mia had closed the place early so that she could finish up Kenny's cake and get to the dinner party at Gemma's on time. Juice had said that he would go with them to the dinner, opting to avoid his brothers as much as possible that day. She didn't know what had happened, Juice was still unwilling to talk about it with her, but whatever it was had set him off, he'd never been so tense around her before and he'd been adamant that he didn't want to go and hang with his brothers as was usual on the last Sunday of every month. Mia had let it go for now, knowing that he'd needed to sort through his own thoughts first, but she also figured that if anything was seriously wrong then he would tell her eventually. So, she was just sliding the cake into a box when Juice pulled up outside on his motorcycle, and Zoe jumped up from her seat, rushing to the front of the shop. Mia was thankful that she'd thought to lock the door to the shop, with Zoe coming out of her shell more and more, she was beginning to act like a real kid, including running off without a second thought.

Mia joined her niece in the front and unlocked the door for Juice, "Hey, let me just put the cake in the car and then we can go." She said as he walked inside.

Juice scooped Zoe up and dropped a kiss on her cheek, following Mia into the back, considering that it was a SAMCRO dinner they were going to, the cake was pretty big, so he wasn't going to make her pick it up, "Nah, here, you take the Princess," he passed Zoe along to her Aunt, "I'll grab the cake."

Carefully he slid the box into his hands, making sure not to put pressure on the sides and damage the cake, he lifted it up and Mia opened the back door for him to walk through, and quickly headed over to her car so that he could put it down without dropping it. "Careful," she murmured as he gently eased the cake into the trunk. She was going to have to drive slowly all the way to Gemma's to make sure nothing happened to it. Once she was sure the cake was secure, she let Juice strap Zoe into the car while she locked up the bakery.

When she was done she headed back out to her car, Juice was leaning against its side and Zoe was buckled into her car seat. Mia took in his body language as she walked towards him, despite her best attempts when they had woken up that day, there was still something in his eyes that told her that he was uneasy, he was still tense, his smile was a little too forced. She didn't like it, whatever had happened before he came home that day had him on edge. Getting close to him, she slipped her arms around his waist and tilted her head up so that she could meet his lips in a soft kiss. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" she asked softly.

Juice's arms wrapped around her and he shook his head, "It's nothing."

Tightening her hold on him she rested her head against his chest, laying her head right over his heart so she could hear its strong beat, "It's not nothing Juice, whatever happened, you're still upset, you don't think I can feel how tense you are?"

Juice ran a hand over his Mohawk and sighed, resting his full weight against the car, "I know, I just, I need to deal with this myself okay."

Dropping a kiss on his T-shirt covered chest, right above his heart she pulled back, "Okay, I'll leave it alone for now, but if it keeps bothering you, you're going to have to tell me what's wrong. I don't like to see you upset."

Nodding he let go of her waist and stood up straight, "Deal," he said, sealing their agreement with a swift kiss. "Now let's get going before we're late and Gemma kills us." He waited until she'd gotten into the car before getting on his bike and following her out.

Juice, Mia and Zoe walked into Gemma's house, Juice was holding the cake, and barely dodged Ellie and Kenny running through hallway, "Hey! Watch it!" he called, narrowly avoiding dropping the cake. "Babe a little help here!" he called as he tried to navigate his way to the kitchen.

"Shit," Mia muttered, crouching down to look her niece in the eye, "hey Princess, Daddy's right over there," she pointed Tig out to the little girl. The man in question was sat on the couch in deep discussion with Happy and hadn't noticed them enter the house yet. "I'm sure he'd love it if you gave him a hug."

Zoe looked up at her aunt worriedly, her Daddy hadn't been mean to her at all, not like her Momma, but she still worried, she didn't want to do anything to upset him. Her Daddy was nice, but he still scared her sometimes, she knew he didn't mean to do it, he always looked so sad when he did, but it still happened. "Can I go with you?"

Mia shook her head, "Sorry Princess, I've got to go help set up the cake."

"Mia!" Juice called from the kitchen.

"I'm coming!" she yelled back, "Go on," she nudged her niece, "maybe if you're really good, Mr Happy will tell you about one of his tattoos."

Zoe's eyes widened at that, ever since she'd first seen Happy, she'd been fascinated with the inked biker, even going so far as to follow him around one afternoon when her Aunt had been late to pick her up from Tig's work. She nodded and rushed over to the two men, tugging on Tig's pant leg to get his attention.

Tig looked down and his face lit up when he saw Zoe, she'd come up to him without Juice or Mia needing to be there to make sure she didn't freak out. All the extra time he'd been spending with her had been paying off; Juice had been taking extra shifts at the garage so that he could spend time with his daughter without the younger man there to distract her. He hadn't told his brother, but he was so grateful that Juice was sacrificing time spent with his girl so that he could connect with his daughter. "Hey Princess!" Tig smiled.

Zoe raised her arms to him and Tig scooped her up and deposited her in his lap before she changed her mind, "Hi Daddy," she mumbled, burying herself into Tig's side when one of the Croweaters that were helping at the party came over and sat on the arm of Happy's chair. Tig had noticed that Zoe wasn't fond of the Croweaters, and when he'd asked Mia about it she'd told him that Zoe didn't like the way they looked, or the way they smelled, it was like the Croweaters all shopped at the same store and bought the same perfume as her mum and it made her uneasy. Torn between wanting his daughter close to him and looking to him for protection and wanting her happy, eventually he told the Croweater to beat it, she made his daughter uncomfortable and that wasn't okay. He was rewarded with a smile from Zoe and he felt her relax into him.

He and Happy continued their discussion for a few minutes before she pulled on his kutte, causing him to look down, "What is it Princess?" he asked.

She pulled on his kutte again and Tig got the idea that she wanted to whisper something to him, he leant down to her level so she could say what she wanted and when she did Tig held in a laugh and sat back up straight, "I don't know Princess, you're going to have to ask him."

Happy's dark eyes were locked on the pair, the kid had a weird fascination with him that he just couldn't shake, and despite his cold demeanour he couldn't be as gruff with her as he was with everyone else. Happy didn't have kids, but plenty of his brothers did, and they all called him 'Uncle Happy' so he knew how to act around them. He just thought it was strange that she wasn't scared of him like most of the kids were at first.

Zoe looked over at the man across from her and played with her fingers as she asked the question, "Mr Happy?"

"Yeah?" He grunted, the Club's enforcer was not a man of many words, he took a sip of his beer and nearly choked when she finished her question.

"Will the snake on your head really eat me if I get too close?"

He glared at Tig who was trying to hold in his laughter, no one had ever asked about his tattoos, but Zoe, Tig's baby girl, just had to come out and say something. He looked down at her, ignoring her father for the moment and spoke, "Come here."

Zoe's eyes widened and she looked back at her father, Tig nodded and gave her a little push, "Go on."

Zoe scrambled off of Tig's lap moved over to Happy, who picked up the little girl and had her stand on his legs, he tilted his head forward for her to see the tattoo, "It's okay, you can touch it." He said and waited as Zoe decided what she wanted to do. Auntie Mia said you had to wait for someone to say you could touch their drawings before she was allowed to, and Mr Happy had, but the snake looked so scary, she was sure its eyes followed her every time she moved.

At Zoe's hesitation, Tig stood and joined them, he put his hand on Happy's head and the other man scowled in displeasure, Tig was an arsehole, and Happy would have chewed him out. But Mia had heard him swear in front of Zoe once and read him the riot act, (that woman wasn't afraid of anything), so he wasn't going to say anything, he just shot his brother a death glare. "See Princess," Tig said, "It's not scary!" He poked Happy's skull with a finger and the Unholy One growled at him.

Zoe watched Happy for a moment before reaching her little hand out and tracing the ink on his head, Happy stilled as he felt her hands on his head, not wanting to scare Zoe, he relaxed into her touch. The rest of his brothers were out in the back yard so he wasn't concerned with how he would look indulging the kid.

Juice came into the living room to call the guys, the cake had been set up outside and Kenny was dying to tear into it, he paused when he saw Zoe on Happy's lap, her hands on his head, tracing the tattoo there and Tig her side with his hand on her back, making sure she didn't lose her balance. Pulling out his phone he took a quick picture before interrupting them. "Uh guys," all three of the room's occupants turned to look at him simultaneously, causing him to freak for a split second, given how creepy that looked. "The cake's all set up; we're just waiting on you guys."

Tig smirked at Juice and picked Zoe up, before she could decide to run off to the younger man and carried her out the room. Happy stood and stalked over to Juice, pointing a finger at his brother, "Not. A. Word." He said and walked out before Juice could give him a response. Shaking his head Juice followed them out; he was definitely putting that picture in Mia's photo album.

The dinner party was in full swing at Gemma's, the cake had been cut and passed around, Clay was manning the barbeque with Bobby. Donna was anxiously watching her kids' every move (she may not like the club, but she wasn't going to deprive Kenny of a birthday party, cake and presents from them, especially because she and Opie couldn't afford them on the salary he got from the mill). Gemma was alternating between ordering Croweaters around and shooting the shit with Luann Delany (the former porn star, now turned director); Jax and Opie were by the grille, talking about their bikes. Chibs, Tig, Happy, Juice, Zoe and Mia, were all sat on some lawn chairs in the middle of the backyard just chilling out. Zoe was sat with Tig in his chair, (something the older man was over the moon about, not that he'd show it), Mia was in Juice's lap, (either oblivious to the glares she was getting from the Croweaters and Gemma, or she just didn't care), and Chibs and Happy were across from them.

All in all, it had been a good day so far, if you didn't count the fight Juice had had with his VP that morning, and you also didn't count the fact that Mia just wanted to break Gemma's nose every time the Queen B shot her a withering glare. As Clay finished up on the grill he called for everyone to gather at the table that had been set outside. Naturally he sat at the head of the table, with Jax on his right and Gemma on his left, the head of the table was for the power of SAMCRO. Luann, Bobby, Happy and Chibs were on Gemma's side of the table, with Tig, Zoe, Mia, and Juice on the opposite end. Piney sat on the other end of the table with Opie, Donna and the kids surrounding him. The Croweaters had been relegated to eating in the kitchen, which was another reason why they had joined Gemma on the 'we hate Mia' bandwagon. She had only just come to Charming and already was being afforded the privileges of a family member, and all because she had the good fortune to take in a kid that belonged to one of SAMCRO's members.

Once everybody was seated, Clay cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention, it was traditional for Clay or Gemma to say a few words before everyone dug into their food and Clay didn't think that Gemma would be able to keep a civil tongue with Mia at the table, especially with the way she'd been throwing shade and the younger woman all day. "I'd just like to say, thank you all for joining us for dinner today…although you all know not coming was not an option." That got a few chuckles from the guys; everyone knew what would happen if you didn't show up to a family dinner that you were invited to. "Now today is special for two reasons, the first and foremost of course being young Kenny's birthday, another year older, and another year closer to becoming SAMCRO just like your old man." Donna looked away at that, she couldn't stand the thought of her son joining the club like Opie, going to jail like Opie, if she had anything to say about it, he wouldn't go anywhere near the Clubhouse. Clay lifted his beer bottle and tipped it in Kenny's direction, the guys following suit, "Happy Birthday Kenny."

There was a round of Happy Birthday's from everyone else before the Club's President continued, "And of course the other big news," he turned his head towards Mia and Zoe, "today we welcome two new members into the family. Zoe," the little girl's eyes shot to Clay, who smiled at her, "Tig may be your father, but I want you to know, every person at this table is your family, and everyone here will always be there for you. So little girl, you've got a lot of Aunts and Uncles now to take help take care of you." The guys all nodded, and Zoe squeezed Mia's hand when she got all their attention, "Mia, you're not just Zoe's Aunt, you're also the one who gave Tig his second chance at being a father, you're Juice's girl, you're a part of this family, and we welcome you with open arms. Now, with that out of the way, let's eat!"

The guys at the table gave a little cheer and dug into their food and for a few minutes nothing could be heard except the chewing of food and the clinking of silverware on plates. "So, Mia lass," Chibs started, reaching for his beer and taking a swig, "what is it you do? Besides run a bakery I mean."

She shot a quick look at Juice and Tig, silently telling both men to keep their mouths shut about what she did, and she answered him. "I'm Head of West Coast Acquisitions for Leverage Incorporated."

"Right we know that," Bobby cut in, "but what exactly does that mean?" Neither he, nor Jax, nor Clay had been able to get a straight answer out of Juice or Tig.

"Exactly what it says," Mia shrugged, "I acquire things. For paying clients."

"Yeah but how? You just walk into a place and 'acquire' what you need?" Bobby asked. He didn't know much about Mia, and his brothers had been unwilling to share, so he would have to get his information directly from the source.

Smiling Mia cut into her dinner and took a bite before speaking, "Of course not, the company has people that find what our clients want or need, and then there's people like me, that will go in and…negotiate the release of those items. I make sure that there are no problems when we acquire something, dodge any obstacles, navigate all the complicated twists and turns so that I get what I came for, always."

Juice took a long swig of his beer in an effort to hide the smile that was growing on his face.

"Well that's great," Clay cut in, "But you've given us a lot of information without giving us any information. What does your company do?"

Mia couldn't help but let a smirk appear on her face, after finding out that she was a thief, Juice and Tig had never actually asked about the company specifically, so they had never heard the Leverage tag line. "Say you've lost a family member, and it wasn't an accident, it wasn't a health problem, it was due to negligence, or gross misconduct, or just plain greed. Like any good citizen, you try to find out the why, and the who, and the how, but the company you're up against have an army of lawyers blocking you at every turn. People like that, corporations like that, they have all the money and all the power, and they use it, to try and make people like you go away. Normal people, they suffer under an enormous weight, we provide Leverage." She shrugged, "And unless you actually become a client of ours, that's all the information you're getting."

"You help people." Jax said almost curiously, dissecting the small amount of information they had been given.

"What can I say? I'm all about public service." She smiled and dug into her food. When it was clear that they weren't going to get anything else out of her, the conversation moved on to more mundane things.

Two hours later when the dishes were being cleared away by Croweaters and they guys were enjoying beers on the back patio, Gemma cornered Mia inside the house. "That was an interesting little story you told at dinner."

"Story?" Mia asked, putting the left-over cake into boxes for the guys to take back to the Clubhouse.

"The one all about you 'helping' people." Gemma was stood leaning against the wall in the dining room, "Clearly you're just trying to make yourself look good in front of the boys."

Mia scoffed and shook her head, "Think what you'd like Gemma, but I know what I do, so does Juice, that's all that really matters."

"Oh please, Juice is an idiot but even he doesn't believe your bullshit story about what you do."

"Juice may be one of your 'boys' but you don't really know him," she shook out the tension in her shoulders, suppressing the urge to rip out the Queen of Crows blonde highlights. "And just for the record, he's not an idiot."

"You can't possibly think that Juice is going to stay with you, he's only been with you this long so that Tig can get to know his kid."

"Oh so now you believe that I don't want Juice to be Zoe's father? Because last time we talked, you were sure I was trying to push Tig out of her life and trick Juice into being a daddy. In fact, last we spoke, you were sure that Juice wasn't going to be with me for another week, and yet here we are, together for a month, and he still hasn't looked at a Croweater."

"You listen here you trashy whore," Gemma got right up in her face, "Juice is a patched member, nothing comes before the Club for him, nothing, and you aren't anything but a warm hole for his dick and personal chef for when he wants a home cooked meal. It's just a matter of time before you end up like any other gash that wants in on this family. You'll be tossed aside and used, like the Sweet-butt you are."

Mia scowled at Gemma and shoved her away from her, she was furious, but she couldn't just lay Gemma out, not in her own house, and not when the whole Club was around. "No, you listen to me Old Woman." She hissed, "You don't know me, you don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I can do to you. So, I'm giving you this one chance, back off, stay out of my love life, or you and I will be having a very different conversation, one that will not end well for you." Turning back to the table, she slammed the last cake box shut and stormed out of the room.

Later that night, Mia lay in bed with Juice, both of them naked and sweaty from their regular bedroom acrobatics, but both still tense. "So are you going to tell me what's wrong with you?" she asked, looking over at him.

"Well that depends, are you going to tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I asked you first," she said.

"I asked you second, and two is bigger than one so you should tell me first," he replied.

Letting out a little laugh, she shook her head, "That's not how it works Juice, you tell me, I tell you."

Sighing, Juice gripped her hip and pulled her close to him, "Jax thinks that I'm trying to push Tig out, be Zoe's father, take her away from him. And I guess he's worried that it'll affect the Club."

"What?!" Mia asked incredulously, "That's bullshit! You've been taking extra shifts at the garage so that Tig can spend time here with Zoe! Doesn't he know that?"

"Jax doesn't work as many shifts as I do, and when he's not working at the garage or for the Club, he's neck deep in pussy."

Rolling her eyes, she nestled into Juice's side, "Of course he is, I hope you set him straight, I don't need him making trouble where there is none."

"I did," Juice said, "but…"

"'But' what?"

"He said this wasn't serious."

"What isn't serious?"

"This," he gestured to the them both, "us, he doesn't believe this means anything."

"He doesn't believe this means anything…or he doesn't believe you mean anything to me?" at his silence she sighed, "Hey, look at me." She tilted her head up so that he could meet her eyes, "This is serious, I am serious about you Juice." Pushing herself up and moving up so that they were eye level, she ran a hand over his smooth cheek, "It's been a month, if I wasn't serious about you, you wouldn't still be here. I care about you a lot, Juan Carlos Ortiz, you're my man, don't let Jax make you think otherwise."

"Yeah?" he asked, pulling her head down for a kiss.

"Yeah," she confirmed, she could feel the tension in him disappear as she confirmed it.

"Good, now what's up with you?"

Sighing she lay back down and shook her head, she didn't want to get him worked up again, now that she'd finally got him to relax. "It's not important."

"Bullshit, I told you what was up with me, now it's your turn."

"Fine, but you have to promise me that you aren't going to do anything, I can take care of it myself."

"Just tell me!"

"Juice!"

"Alright, alright, I promise, now tell me."

"You remember the talk Gemma and I had that day at the Club, when I went to go and tell Tig about the paternity results?" he nodded and she continued, "Well that day, she implied that I was trying to trap you into being Zoe's father, and that I was nothing but a new piece of pussy to you."

"Babe-"

"It's fine," she cut in, "we hadn't exactly been together long at the time, but today at the party. She cornered me, told me that my work story was bullshit, that I meant nothing to you, that you were only with me so long because you didn't want me to take Zoe away from Tig. And that I was nothing but a personal chef for you and a warm hole for your dick, and that sooner rather than later I was just going to end up being a Sweet-butt."

"She said what!" Juice sat up, pulling her with him, "Babe, Gemma said that, to your face?"

"I know you love her, and I know she's like everyone's mom but-"

"Babe stop, you don't need to justify yourself to me, shit now I know where Jax got the idea from." His eyes shot to hers, "You know she wasn't right, right? You're not just a warm hole for me, I haven't touched another woman since our first night together." His hands came up to cup her face, "You know that, right?"

Nodding she took his hands in hers, "I know."

"You're my girl Mia, I mean it, you're serious about me, well I'm serious about you."

The next day Juice asked to speak to Clay in chapel alone, "What is it Juice?" Clay asked, even though he had a feeling he knew what it was about, his wife had come to bed fuming after dinner, it had made for some great angry sex.

"I'm coming to you because Gemma's your Old Lady Clay, I love Gemma, but telling my girl that she's nothing but a warm hole for my dick, telling her that she's going to end up a Sweet-butt. Telling her that she's trying to trap me into being a dad. That shit's not okay Clay. Gem's the Queen around here, but she has no idea about the things my girl has done to survive, and if she comes at Mia again, there's no telling what she'll do."

"Shit Juice, you sure that's what she said?"

"Why else would Jax say the same damn things to me, on the same day? Gemma means a lot to me Clay, but you tell her to stay out of my personal life, as long as it doesn't affect the Club, it's no one's business but mine."

Clay nodded, he didn't like anyone calling out his Old Lady, but Gemma had crossed a line she knew she shouldn't have. Mouthing off to Mia was one thing, but getting Jax involved and convincing him to talk to Juice about it? That was not ok, Juice's personal life was none of her business and it looked like he was going to have to step in. Shit, he hated getting involved in Old Lady Business. "I'll talk to her." He agreed.

Juice moved to leave and looked back at his Pres just before opening the door, "I mean it Clay, Gemma comes at her like that again, I will shut that shit down."

"I said I'll talk to her! Now get back to work!" Clay said viciously, he was the Club President, First Nine, being called out by a younger Patched member was not something he liked, but he did appreciate the fact that Juice had come to him privately. Instead of around the other boys or taking his anger straight to the source. The kid was smartening up, and he was sure that it had something to do with the new woman in his life.

Juice left and Clay leant back in his chair, "Shit!" He was going to have to have a serious talk with Gemma.

Ok so I gave you a little Jax/Juice showdown, and a little Gemma/Mia one (Spoiler alert, I'm convinced those two will come to blows eventually, Mia wasn't designed to take shit from anyone). Anyway I hope you enjoyed it, please review!