TWELVE
SIGNUM
- His name is Thomas Barret, he used to be on her class before quitting to become a Lawyer. His parents died when he was a kid and he owns a law firm with his cousin in London. Couldn't find any criminal records besides a parking ticket and that fucker was a straight A student.
Juice was at the table with the guys filling them in on everything he found out about Thomas. The smoke and smell of scotch filled the room as Clay watched him speak, his hammer in hand. Juice used his connections to get information from a detective back in London, but couldn't find anything relevant.
- She told me about a plane ticket before, he said it would be delivered some time today. - Kozik tried to remember if she forgot any kind of detail she might have told him and not the club the day before. - You guys think he's gonna send it here?
- Don't know brother, I'll keep a prospect outside waiting for any packages. We need to give her the phone back in case he calls again.
- You sure about that, Jackie boy? - Chibs knew he was right, but Anna didn't seem well enough to handle Thomas again.
- I know it looks bad brother, but we need to lure him in here, we can't leave the country with that fucking ATF bitch breathing down our necks. Clay?
- You're right, son. We need him to come to us. Opie, see if you can convince her to file a restraining order, that way he won't tell anyone he's coming here. This can't blow back on the club right now, I'm sure he'll find his way here without the cops knowing.
- I don't think she will want to handle this now, maybe get Unser on board? He could file this without her permission. - The guys nodded, Unser was a friend of the club and he wouldn't hesitate to help Anna. - Listen, I have something to ask you all.
- Do it Ope - Tig said.
- When we do get him, I need the last shot. You can do whatever you want with the guy, but leave him alive for me.
- Do I need a vote for this? - Clay watched as everyone around the table agreed in Opie's favor. - You got it brother, you end this.
Anna woke up that morning missing Opie by her side. She sighed, knowing he was probably with the guys planning their next move. She moved quietly towards her bedroom, and threw her clothes on the floor, eager for a hot shower. As the water ran on her body, she thought of how much everything changed in the last 24 hours.
Her big secret came out, causing an uproar inside SAMCRO and it was just a matter of time before things got ugly. Juice was investigating everything he could about Thomas and she could only leave the clubhouse for work if she had a Son following her around. The shit the fan and even Tara and Abel got caught in the middle of it. The only thing still keeping her sane among all of this was Opie. Her skin was still burning on where he had touched the night before and the memories came flushing back, making her mouth water for him. It was the first time she had sex with someone she was truly in love with and she could finally understand those people who were committed to one person for the rest of their lives. Opie was everything she needed.
- Anna? You there?
She smiled as his voice filled the room. They've been apart for only a few hours and she already missed him. Anna left the bathroom wearing nothing but one of his SAMCRO t-shirts and black undies, Opie's eyes filling with lust as soon as he saw her.
- Hey baby.
- That looks good on you, you should keep it. - Opie smiled as she sat on his knee, kissing him gently. She felt his hand running up and down her leg, making her sigh.
- Is everything ok?
- Yeah, Juice tracked him down. Got your phone back, think you can handle this?
- Do I have a choice? - She already knew the answer to that, but asked anyway.
- I'm sorry babe, you need to get him here. But you won't have to see him, we'll take care of it.
She took the phone from his hands and stared at the screen. Thomas hasn't call since the last time, but he would get in touch as soon as he realized that she wasn't coming back.
- Will any of you be here today in case he calls? I'm not sure what to do. - Opie took a strand of wet hair from her face and tucked behind her ear.
- I'm not leaving my girl alone. - She couldn't help but smile when he called her "his girl" - Now get dressed, your mom said lunch is ready.
She didn't see everyone at the club that day. People were out either protecting someone from the family or taking care of the gun business. She spent most of her afternoon at the garage, watching Opie work on his bike and playing with Abel.
Despite growing up around Harley's, Anna didn't know anything about fixing them. But there was something about a shirtless, sweaty Opie lifting heavy metal things that she found extremely interesting.
- And what's that? - She was sitting near the wall, with Abel on her lap.
- That's an exhaust pipe, it goes near the... babe? What's up?
Her phone buzzed once, meaning it wasn't a call, but she was too scared to look.
- I've got an email. Can you... can you read it?
Opie took the phone from her hand and opened her inbox. There was an email from Lufthansa, an European airline.
To: Anna Louise Teller
From: Lufthansa Airlines
Subject: Your flight confirmation
This is an automated e-mail to confirm the reservation #4857824
Teller / Anna Louise
Boarding date and time: 08/13/2015 - 08:40
Flight # 7465
Gate 78
Seat: 6A
From: LAX
To: LHR
Arrival time: 16:20
Please arrive at the airport at least 2 hours before your flight. Thank you for choosing Lufthansa.
- It's the plane ticket. I need to let Clay know, the prospects were waiting for a package. - Anna got up and held his hand.
- There's no way back now, right? - She looked terrified and Opie placed a soft kiss on her lips.
- We can do this. This is SAMCRO. You're safe baby girl. - Anna let out a loud sigh and kissed him again.
- I know. I'll wait inside, it's time for Abel's nap.
The club agreed to hack into his account at the airline's website and cancel the ticket. Juice managed to do that in under 5 minutes and Unser had already placed the restraining order. They kept his password the same in case he tried to buy a ticket to California anyway.
Everything was settled and they just needed to wait until Thomas decided to visit Charming. It would be the last place he would see alive.
Anna took care of Abel until Gemma finished some paperwork for TM and started getting ready for her shift later that night. Opie sat on her bed and complained the entire time and she knew he wasn't wrong. But she promised her boss to work extra hours to pay off the time she spent with him while he was recovering.
- Can't you change your shift?
- No, Margareth is not very happy with me right now. Besides, Half-Sack is taking me to the hospital and you're picking me up, so don't worry about it. Even if he was already on a plane, there's no way he could be here now. - He crossed his arms, the familiar annoyed look on his face. - C'mon baby, Half-Sack is waiting.
- Hey, take this. Just in case. - He handed something wrapped in black fabric when they got outside.
- Nice! 9mm, semi automatic Heckler... 15 rounds? You spoil me, love.
- You know how sexy you sound when you talk about guns to me? - He grinned and slapped her ass.
- Tell me all about how sexy I am when I get back in the morning. I'll miss you.
The shared a kiss while waiting for Half-Sack outside the clubhouse. Opie had to follow Clay and the guys on a meeting that night and would be back just in time to pick her up from her shift in the morning.
- Ready, doc? - Half-Sack pulled over next to them.
- Yep. - She stood on the tips of her toes to kiss Opie goodbye. - Love you.
- Love you back. - Opie watched as Anna left TM with the prospect, hoping to get her back as soon as he could.
The ride to the hospital was going by without any issues, since Kip was being extra careful.
- You now, Kip, I hope you get patched. - Anna knew better than to not get attached to prospects, but she remembered when Juice started and she told everyone on his first day that would get his patch eventually. Kip reminded her of Juice, always working hard around the club and doing everything he was told without questioning.
- Thanks doc. I really hope so too, you know? I feel like a finally have a family after being all alone my whole life.
- No family?
- Nah. Mom was a crackhead and had an overdose when I was a baby. They found me a week later when her body started to rot. Been in and out of foster care and juvie as a kid, have no idea who my dad is. But it's all good now.
Anna didn't say anything left, but pulled him in for a hug when they parked. Kip wasn't used to getting good from anyone in the club and it took him a few seconds to hug her back.
- You're a good kid. They're warming up to you already, specially Chibs. - a genuine smile appeared on Kip's face. - Thanks for the ride. Hey, wait inside if you want, we can get coffee later.
Anna walked into St. Thomas, not noticing a familiar face watching her, phone in her hand.
- And how exactly did you manage to stab yourself in the head with a fork, Martin? - Anna was patching up the drunk cab driver that Kozik told her about when she got there, thankful that he wasn't the one who picked her up in the airport.
- You know, darling... I was going downstairs, dinner in hand, minding my own shit when my wife's damn cat scared the crap out of me and I fell. At least I got to finish my food before coming here ya know? Fucking cat.
Mr. Martin was the only patient she had the whole night. The secretary ended up paging her on the wrong day and the hospital was fully staffed so Margareth let her go after a few hours.
- Hey Kip, think you can take me back to TM? I called Opie and they'll take a while to get back.
- Sure, doc. Hop on.
As soon as they turned the first corner, they heard tires screeching and a back van blocked their way. Kip stopped and threw Anna behind his bike, gun in hand. Four masked men got out pointing guns at them, screaming that they needed to take the girl alive and for her to surrender. She was dialing Opie's number and made a move to go with the men when Kip stopped her.
- They're not taking you doc.
- YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS BEFORE WE START SHOOTING.
Opie answered the phone that it was now lying on the floor and she could hear his muffled voice on the other side.
- LET THE GIRL COME WITH US OR WE SHOOT BOTH OF YOU!
- Anna? Anna, who's there? Where's Half-Sack? Jax! Get the boys, we need to go to St. Thomas now!
Without warning, Kip mumbled - I'm sorry, doc. Run. - and stood up, opening fire against the masked men. Anna didn't have time to get her gun before seeing Kip falling down, multiple bullet wounds on his chest and one through his forehead. He was dead before he hit the ground.
She froze, unable to run like he asked her two and in a matter of seconds she was being dragged to the van, kicking and screaming. On a distance, she could hear the sound of the engines and tried to call for Opie, but felt a sharp pain on her head and everything around her turned black.
(I'm sorry for taking longer than usual to post a new chapter. College is kicking my ass lately! And I know, asshole move from me killing Half-Sack like that, but hey, it's SOA!)
