Disclaimer - The characters of this fanfiction, as well as the 'Sons of Anarchy' world belong to Kurt Sutter, with the exception of 'Boo' Trager, who is an original character created by me. I make no profit from this work.
I return readers! I'm so very fucking sorry I've not updated in so long. Quite simply, no matter how hard I pushed myself I lost my muse and just couldn't write at all. I hope that now it has returned and I can get back to updating this story as much as possible!
Since it has been a while here's a quick reminder of what has happened in the last few chapters; Tig and Boo are still not talking over the fact that he lied to her over Donna's death. Boo and Chibs are trying for a baby of their own but so far aren't having much success. Chibs was spending a lot of time at Caracara and so Boo went down there and pretending to be a porn star to get Chibs attention... it worked, he ended up fucking her senseless in the middle of the studio! But a few days later at the wrap party, Boo arrived just in time to see Ima trying her luck with Chibs...
Anyway readers, enjoy this chapter!
Chibs dashed out of Caracara into the cool night air, certain that Boo would have turned on her heel and headed back to her car at the sight of Ima pushing herself up against him. He only hoped that he could catch her in time, that he could explain that he wanted nothing to do with Ima and that he only ever wanted her... He was surprised then, to find his girl leaning against the wall by the entrance of Caracara, her arms folded tight across her chest, fingernails digging so deep into her arms they near enough drew blood and an angry, distressed look across her reddened face. She had her eyes closed, her head ducked just a little and she was drawing in very deep, haggard breathes as if she was trying to reign in her anger, her anguish. Heart all in a flutter of panic, the Scotsman tentatively approached his girl and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Boo..?" he whispered uncertainly, certain that Boo would push his touch away and then yell and scream at him, would then break his heart by showing just how miserable she was over his apparent betrayal. But she didn't, her lips perked upwards in the faintest of smiles before she opened her eyes and wiped at the traces of tears that had settled in them.
"I know you didn't want that Ima slut all over you, stupid bitch doesn't know when to back off!" she spat bitterly, drawing in another deep and haggard breath. Boo wasn't stupid, she knew all about Ima and her desperation to get not just at Jax, but at any member of SAMCRO. The brunette had no idea if the porn star wanted to be an Ol' Lady or if she just wanted sex, but either way she didn't care! The bitch needed to learn that she wasn't wanted and that she needed to back the hell off! Boo had hung around long enough to see Ima bend down to kiss Chibs and to see Chibs push her away with a considerable amount of force and an angry outburst. The reason she had fled Caracara was because she knew if she went up to Ima, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from attacking her. Something that wouldn't best please Luanne, and as much as Boo hated to walk away and reign in the urge to smack the whore that had rubbed up against her man, she had, because Luanne had just done her a massive favour in helping her grab back Chibs attentions and she didn't want to throw that favour straight back in the porn queens face! "She's been at Jax as well." Boo added angrily, voice shaking as she tried to reign in her emotions, her knuckles white where she'd clenched her fists tight. Boo was also trembling, quite badly as she was so enraged, so goddamn furious! Who the hell was this Ima slut and why couldn't she just back off and leave the members of SAMCRO with Ol' Lady's the fuck alone? In fact, why couldn't she just leave everyone the fuck alone? "I wanna kill her Chibs, but I don't think Luanne would be very pleased with me." Boo admitted, sighing in somewhat defeat. The want to go in and attack Ima had yet to pass and she was still holding herself back from doing as such despite the fact that she'd voiced aloud just why she shouldn't attack the porn queen's best girl.
"No, she wouldn't." Chibs agreed with a nod of his head despite the fact that he'd rather like to see his girl knock some sense into that porn slut. Ima did a lot of films for Luanne, she drew in large numbers and so the porn queen wouldn't be the least bit happy if Boo put her out of action for a few weeks. And a few weeks it would be! Chibs knew his Ol' Lady would do Ima some serious damage if she could, she was a lot tougher that she let on. "Come here." He said, holding his arms out for his girl who he could see needed the comfort his affections would bring her if she wanted to calm down. Boo melted into his arms with a contented sigh at once, she nuzzled against Chibs chest, wrapped her arms tight around his waist and breathed in the smell of him, leather, oil, cigarettes, beer and the faint trace of the vanilla bath oil he liked to use. It calmed her considerably, reminded her that Chibs was hers and that no little porn slut was ever going to tempt him away from her ever again. She trusted in Chibs enough to believe that he'd never betray her again.
"Can we just go and have nice evening? Please?" Boo muttered against the cool leather of Chibs cut, wanting now more than ever to just go out and have a nice evening away from Charming and SAMCRO. As much as she loved her MC family and loved to spend time with them she'd love to be able to get away from them from time to time, to just go off somewhere new and excited with Filip and have a great evening out.
"Of course Hen, let's get the fuck outta here." Chibs nodded before pressing his lips to Boo's and kissing her deeply. Boo whimpered happily into the kiss as Chibs jerked her closer still, grinding his crouch against hers as he slipped his whiskey soaked tongue into her mouth. Both moaned hungrily into the kiss, their fingers gripping at each other tighter still as Chibs ground up against his girl once again, spurred on both by her tantalising little moans and the need to prove to her that Ima was nothing, nothing compared to her. Boo however, put the brakes on as Chibs backed her towards the wall, breaking the kiss and pushing the Scotsman away from her just a little. As much as she wanted Chibs, as much as her body cried out for him, she would not fuck him up against the wall outside Caracara. Even if did show Ima just who Chibs belonged to!
"Later..." she said breathlessly, grinning at Chibs before kissing him again, quick and chaste, her teeth nipping softly at his lower lip as she pulled away. Crestfallen, Chibs shifted his tightened jeans just a little before lacing his fingers with Boo's with a nod. He knew that Boo was far too shy, too embarrassed to go at it outside Caracara as the story of their on camera romp had travelled through Caracara and SAMCRO alike leaving his girl with almost permanently reddened cheeks.
"I'll hold yeh teh that darlin'." He grinned with a wink before walking her over to his Harley. Boo simply gave an amused chuckle before accepting her helmet and climbing on behind Chibs.
Boo couldn't help but laugh as Chibs poked and picked at his dinner, he seemed almost afraid of the strange green curry that had been placed in front of him and he soon declared that he didn't like and nor did he want to finish the green crap on his plate. Boo assured Chibs she'd never make him eat Thai food again and allowed him to stop for Mexican food on the way to the Jousting tournament he was taking her too knowing that it was his favourite and that he was, in his own words, fucking famished.
"You're having fun!" Boo grinned, placing her hand on top of Chibs as he cheered and banged his fist against the arm of his seat in celebration of the fact that his favourite 'Knight' had defeated his opponent . The Scotsman had made a point of saying to Boo upon their arrival, that he was only attending the tournament for her sake and that it didn't sound like much fun at all but he'd soon gotten into things, much to Boo's amusement.
"I am!" Chibs nodded, lacing his fingers with Boo's before planting a kiss on her cheek. "This is a hell of a lot more entertaining that I thought it'd be." He exclaimed. He'd not expected to enjoy himself at all - after all what was entertaining about a bunch of fake Knights pushing one another off their horses with big sticks? – and was dutifully attending the event merely to please his girl (and because he knew by doing such a thing for her, he'd earn himself a little something in return) but now that he was here, watching the tournament he found that he was having a fantastic time. He was really caught up in the excitement of the event and often found himself cheering for his favourite 'Knights' and booing the ones he didn't like!
Boo chuckled affectionately and cuddled up to Chibs, rested her head on his shoulder as the next pair of jousters got ready for their fight. Chibs pressed a kiss into her curls before resting his head atop of hers with a contented sigh. The both of them were enjoying being away from Charming, the club and the mayhem that the MC was currently deeply involved in. It was nice to not have to worry about LOAN, the Mayans or anything else associated with the club (Clay had agreed only to call Chibs if it was utterly and completely necessary) for once, to just sit back and merely enjoy themselves and one another's company. Just as the waitress bright the couple another round of drinks, one of the Knights that was to take part in the next joust rode up in front of them and lowered his lance in front of Boo.
"My Lady, would you do me the honour of allowing me to wear your favour?" he asked with the utmost chivalry, lower his head in a bow as he spoke. Boo blushed and giggled, nodded her head and she took the powder blue 'favour' that she had been given by the waitress upon sitting down. All the women in the front rows had been given one in hopes that a courageous Knight would ask to wear it, just like in times gone by. Boo had cast hers aside believing that Chibs imposing presence at her side would be enough to scare of any potential 'suitors'.
"Of course kind Sir." She said, attempting a sort of curtsy as she stood and stepped forward. The brunette could feel her man's gaze burning into her as she leant forward and tied her favour to the Knight's lance and knew that he was fighting the urge to jump up and tell the Knight to piss off and leave his woman be. The Knight bowed in thanks – either oblivious to Chibs' jealous stares or was choosing to ignore them – before riding off to assume his place in the ring. "Jealous?" Boo asked as she turned around and returned to her place, delighted to see that Chibs' eyes were practically green with envy, that he was scowling in obvious anger and annoyance.
"Fuck off am I." He spat bitterly taking hold of Boo's hand rather possessively once she'd sat herself down. The brunette merely rolled her eyes as she shifted in her seat a little before pulling a slip of lace, seemingly out of nowhere, and tying it to Chibs' wrist.
"Darling Filip, he may wear my favour but you..." she said to Chibs' reassuringly as she bound her panties tight around his wrist. "Wear something of far greater importance..." she added lustily before leaning forward and kissing Chibs – who had been staring down at her panties, a smirk on his lips, his eyes twinkling in delight – passionately, yet tantalisingly briefly.
"When the hell did yeh take those off?" Chibs asked, chuckling in amusement as Boo stood and took his hand in hers, before leading him out of the arena. The Scotsman followed after his girl eagerly, knowing that she was as horny as he was as her panties were warm, damp and smelled strongly of her hot, musky pussy.
"A moment ago." Boo grinned, turning to wink at Chibs. The panties were one's she'd brought at Christmas, which tied up at either side allowing her to take them off unnoticed in the crowded arena. Of course, when Boo normally wore them it was so Chibs could oh so slowly unwrap the gift that was her body, driving them both insane with lust and want in the meantime. It was just as fun however, to be able to slip them off without Filip knowing about it! Chibs smirked and as soon as they were out in the corridor, pushed her swiftly into the nearest dark corner. He pushed Boo up against the wall hard before slipping his fingers up her skirt, where he was delighted to find that his girl had indeed taken her panties off. "Filip..." Boo groaned, throwing her head back and jerking her hips forward as Chibs slipped his hand into her pantyhose before thrusting two fingers deep inside her tight, wet heat. The Scotsman chuckled and pressed his lips to Boo's neck, nipped at her subtle skin with his teeth as he gently thrust up his fingers again. Boo groaned and dug her fingers into the back of Chibs' cut, curled one hand into his hair and tugged on it tight when he thrust up his fingers once more, his teeth at the same time, leaving a mark on her neck that would leave people in no doubt as to whom she belonged to. "Take me back to the hotel and fuck me all goddamn night long!" she drawled desperately into Chibs ear, completely and utterly overcome with the need to have him inside of her. Chibs groaned in frustration, certain he wouldn't be able to make it back to their hotel without exploding! The second Boo had tied her damp panties to his wrist his cock had become fully erect and was strained tight against his jeans, straining tighter still when he'd slipped his fingers inside of his girl. He needed her, now!
"Jesus I don't think I can make it back teh the hotel without havin' my way with yeh!" he admitted against Boo's neck, pushing his erection up against her as he spoke to let her know just how much he wanted her, how desperate he was to bury himself deep inside of her tight little body. Boo groaned, chuckled in a combination of lust and annoyance and looked down the corridor from over Chibs' shoulder. It was deserted and Boo knew it was likely to remain so for some time, since the jousting tournament wasn't to finish until 11pm! Not only that the corner they were in was so dark, that even if someone were to come into the corridor, providing she and Chibs were quiet, they'd most likely go unnoticed...
"You better have me here then!" she whimpered, much to Chibs' delight, as her fingers fumbled impatiently with his belt...
SAMCRO
Boo gasped in shock and her eyes filled with tears up as Chibs told her of how Tig had tumbled off his bike and down a bank after a collision with Bobby only to then be captured and beaten by bounty hunters at the hospital. She may still be mad at the stubborn bastard, may still be content to keep her distance from him because of the outright lies he'd told her but that didn't mean she'd stopped caring about him. At the end of the day he was still then man she considered to be her father, the man who'd raised her during her most difficult and trying few years. Her relief at Chibs' assurance that he and the others had rescued Tig at gunpoint of the back on the Teller-Morrow truck was immense and she had herself questioning whether or not she should go and see him, if she should just give in and make things up with her beloved Tigger.
"He's gonna be alright darlin', he's on his way teh St Thomas as we speak." Chibs promised Boo, having only just waved off Piney and Tig before he'd called Boo. Clay and the others were waiting rather impatiently, but Chibs didn't care. He knew that by telling Boo of Tig's misadventure he'd finally push her into talking to her guardian once again, would get the two of them to make up and be friends once more.
"Are you sure?" Boo asked frantically, to which Chibs had to stifle a chuckle. His girl may be being as stubborn as Tig, determined to stand by her pride and not talk to the man but the Scotsman could hear in her voice that she was desperately worried about her guardian and that she'd soon give in and go and see him, if nothing else to ease the anxiety she had for him. Chibs was in no doubt that after that, the two of them would be the best of friends again. "Chibs you said they beat the hell out of him!" Boo added as she chewed at her lip nervously. To her it sounded as though Tig was gravely injured; a bike crash and a brutal beating were, combined, enough to put any man in the hospital for a considerable amount of time.
"Aye they did, yeh know what Tigger gets like, he shot his mouth off and earned himself a good kicking fer it. But it weren't that bad Hen, bounty won't be accepted if it's black and blue." Chibs explained, sniggering softly as he shook his head. Tig's big stupid mouth was always getting him in a world of trouble, hell it got him in even more trouble than his dick did! Much to Chibs delight, Boo chuckled too. Yep, that sounded like Tig alright; shooting his mouth off until someone shuts it for him... with their fist. "They were patching him up in that motel when we rescued him. He was just a bit sore I promise yeh." He added reassuringly. On the other end of the line Boo nodded her head, despite knowing that Chibs' could not see her, and wiped her eyes free from the tears that had gathered there.
"He never learns when to shut the hell up." She chuckled with a sniff. She told Tig on more than one occasion, that he needed to learn when to just keep his mouth shut. He'd obviously not listened to her and it seemed to Boo that he almost enjoyed the beatings he received for saying the wrong things at the wrong times! "Sounds like the rest of you had a hell of a time rescuing him though." She said, her comment directed at Chibs who had given her a detailed, blow by blow account of how Piney had gotten them all to jump on the back of the Teller-Morrow truck before reversing them into Tig's captures motel room, where they'd snatched their Sergeants at Arms back whist pointing guns at the heads of the confused bounty hunters who had been caught off guard by the clubs speedy and forceful rescue! Boo was certain that her man had had a great time in rescuing Tig, even if he had admitted to her in a whisper that he'd been a little scared as they backed into the unknown of the motel room.
"Aye we did, it was brilliant fun." Chibs chuckled, nodding in agreement. The look on the bounty hunters faces as they'd burst through the wall on the back of the tow truck had been priceless, more than worth the fear he had felt as Piney had backed them into the unknown! But of course, things almost hadn't played out like that. Whatever was going on between Clay and Jax was boiling over as of late and had almost prevented them from rescuing Tig in the first place! Whatever was going on between Clay and Jackson was now affecting the club, coming between important decision and tasks. If they didn't cut it out soon the whole club would likely fall to pieces, but Chibs didn't speak up on the matter – at least not to Jax or Clay – it wasn't his place. "That beef between Jacky-Boy and Clay almost stopped us goin' after him in the first place." Chibs added, informing Boo for she had noticed things as much as he, or hell any member of SAMCRO, had.
Boo sighed heavily, rubbed her eyes as she shook her head. She, like just about everyone else associated with SAMCRO – including some of the not so bright sweetbutts, which said something – had noticed the growing tension between the president, Clay and his VP and stepson, Jax. No one seemed to know what it was over – although Boo suspected it had something to do with Donnas death, but of course she couldn't share her thoughts with Chibs as it would blow back onto the club big time or Tig, because he was still denying any involvement in that – and no one seemed to dare want to question it.
"They need to sort that shit out before if blows up." Boo said, shaking her head slightly, knowing of course that Jax and Clay were unlikely to sort their shit out any time soon, unless of course Clay or Tig came clean about Donna's murder. Jax wouldn't say a word about it, not with Opie as his best friend. It would destroy Opie and the VP could never do that to him. "At least you managed to rescue Tig." Boo added not wanting to brood on the subject of Jax and Clay too much. There was a smile on her lips and she spoke and Chibs heard it in her voice, knew that now was a good a time as ever to get her to mend whatever the hell was going on between her and her guardian, knew that her relief that Tig was okay would push her into going to see him and repair their broken relationship.
"Go and talk to him Lassie, I know yeh don't want teh but be the bigger person and put teh rest whatever it is that's driving the two of yeh apart." Chibs urged, hoping that his girl would just bite the bullet and go and see Tig. The Scotsman hated how saddened his girl was by her fight with Tig and just wanted to see them talking again so that he could see his girl, and his brother alike, happy. "Please darlin', it breaks my heart teh see the two of you hurtin' cause yeh won't talk to one another."Chibs went on, barely giving Boo a chance to answer, making his voice drip with hurt so that she'd understand just how her fight with Tig was making him feel. She and Tig may be the ones at odds with one another but that didn't mean no one else was affected by their fight and Chibs was certain Boo hadn't realised that.
Boo scowled, eyes stinging with the threat of tears at Chibs words. She knew of course that her fight with Tig was getting to Chibs but she'd been content to ignore it and be stubborn, to wait for Tig to be the one to come around and confess to the fact that he'd lied to her about his part in Donna's murder. Now however, she knew it was time to give in and go and talk to her guardian; she didn't care if their fight was hurting him, for he deserved that in her eyes for lying to her, but that fight was also hurting Chibs and he didn't deserve that, not at all.
"Okay, I'll go and see him I promise." Boo agreed, giving in with a soft groan, much to Chibs delight. He thanked her and told her she was doing the right thing before discussing with her when he'd be home. Boo couldn't help but notice that something as a little off in the way Chibs spoke, it was like he wasn't all there in the conversation, like his mind was focussed on something else entirely. She soon pulled her man up on it. "Are you alright? You sound a little... I don't know, distracted, apprehensive..." she said, cutting Chibs off as he asked her what take-away she wanted him to pick up on his way home for their dinner. As unhappy as he was that Boo had picked up on his apprehension and unease so easily, he didn't hesitate in explaining to her what was on his mind.
"Jimmy O is coming stateside." he grumbled, biting back the soft growl that threatened to escape his lips at the mention of the man that had stolen his family, sliced open his face and excommunicated him from the IRA. The man that Chibs hated above all others.
"Jesus fucking Christ Filip." Boo cursed, mouth hanging open as she slumped onto the couch behind her. She of course, knew all about Jimmy and what he had done to Chibs, knew as well that Jimmy played a major part in SAMCRO's gun deal with the Irish. If he was coming stateside it was for an important reason, it was to do with SAMCRO and that meant that Chibs would have to see him, talk to him, take everything that Jimmy threw at him and more. Boo wondered if Jimmy's presence in Charming would put her at some sort of risk for after all she was with Filip. The man Jimmy had condemned to a life time of misery, the man whose life he'd ruined for the sake of his own selfish desires. Boo was certain Jimmy wouldn't be happy to learn that Filip had picked up the pieces of his life, put them together and allowed himself to be happy once again. "What are we going to do?" she asked over a long moment of silence, hoping the entire time that Chibs would assure her he wouldn't have to deal with Jimmy. It was pointless to hope however for Jimmy was the sort of man that would make sure Chibs was at any meet he had with SAMCRO, if only to rub in his face yet again that he had Fiona, that he was raising Filip's beloved Kerrianne and that he was the man responsible for the horrific scars on Chibs face...
"Put up with it Boo, it's all we can do." Chibs said, for what else could they do? He couldn't turn round and say he didn't want the club to deal with Jimmy, he couldn't refuse to go to any meets, he couldn't do anything for if he did then Jimmy O could easily snatch away SAMCRO's gun deal without a moments hesitation, and would! If that happened Chibs could kiss his patch goodbye, he and Boo would have to leave Charming, SAMCRO and the only family the two of them really had left. "I won't let him anywhere near yeh though darlin', I promise yeh that." Chibs assured his girl when she gave an odd sort of whimper that made him certain she was more than a little scared about the fact that Jimmy O was coming stateside. He didn't blame her either, he was scared too, scared that Jimmy would delight in talking about Fiona and Kerrianne in front of him, scared that Jimmy would decide to fuck with his life in Charming even if Chibs did exactly as he said and he was scared of losing Boo the same way he;d lost Fiona; to Jimmy. Boo would rather die than than leave him for Jimmy, of this Chibs was certain, but that didn't mean he wasn't scared of it happening.
"You think... do you think he's a threat to me?" Boo asked nervously, running a shaking hand through her hair. She knew that he was without Chibs having to tell her so, Jimmy O was a powerful and dangerous man that could do near enough anything he wanted too. He hated Filip and would no doubt want to again ruin the life that the Scotsman had worked so hard to create.
"I love yeh, so yeah; he's a goddamn threat teh yeh." Chibs spat bitterly, nudging up his sunglasses so that he could rub his eyes wearily. Chibs hoped vaguely that Jimmy O didn't know about Boo, that he believed Chibs to be miserable. Jimmy however had a way of knowing things, he had spies everywhere and not just in Ireland. The McBasard had probably known about Boo for years... but then, if he'd known about Boo for so long surely he would have done something to her already if he really wanted too? "He won't like that I've moved on from Fiona, that I'm happy with yeh. He wants me teh be miserable and he wants teh be the reason why." Chibs added, spitting on the ground below as he spoke. He'd not let Jimmy O make him miserable, not again. He was fucking happy with Boo, happier than he'd been with Fiona and there was no way in hell he was going to let James fucking O'phelan ruin that! And if that meant bending over fucking backwards for the guy, jumping through hoops or whatever, Chibs would do it. He'd give the Irish prick no reason to screw him over, no reason at all. He'd learnt not to screw with Jimmy O the hard way, but it was a lesson he'd never forget.
"I'm not going to let some Irish prick ruin our happiness Filip." Boo said determinately, fists clenched, despite her fears. "I'll keep a gun on me at all times from now on, okay? I'll blow a goddamn hole in his chest if he dares to come near us!" she added, spitting her words violently despite the fact that she knew she could do no such thing, even of she were to get within shooting distance of Jimmy. Killing Jimmy would bring with it the wrath of the IRA... and who knows what they'd do to her, to Filip and SAMCRO is she dared to kill one of their highest ranking members! Still, saying that she'd kill him, having that thought in her mind made Boo and Chibs both feel a lot better about the fact that Jimmy was coming to Charming. They could handle his visit, deal with him interfering in their life's...
"That's my girl!" Chibs said chuckling in approval despite the fact that he too knew that Boo's threat to be an impossibility. He was just glad to know she wasn't too scared, wasn't planning on running and hiding from the man that could and would tear them in too should he want too. Chibs was damn proud of his girl, of her show of courage, it made him less fearful of Jimmy, made him even more determined not to let the McBasatrd ruin his life yet again.
"I'll always be your girl." Boo said softly, grinning impishly. It was a line that was cheesy as hell and she knew it but she had said it all the same. She was Filip Telford's girl, hid Ol' Lady, his wife and she always would be. She just wanted Chibs to know that; didn't matter that he already knew, she knew he liked to be reminded!
"Isn't that a line from a movie?" Chibs asked, chuckling softly as he pictured a scene from Forrest Gump, a scene he was certain contained that line.
"So? I mean it..." Boo said, blushing furiously at the same time having not realised that Chibs had sat through the entire film, Forrest Gump, a film he claimed was ' such fuckin' nonsense' he'd never watch it, despite Boo's insistence. "I'll always be yours Filip." Boo repeated softly, her eyes going to the white gold band that was wrapped around her left ring finger.
"And I'll always be yers Boo." Chibs replied, smiling, heart swelling as he spoke. Clay indicated to Chibs that it was time to go so the couple exchanged goodbyes with Boo promising once again that she'd go and see Tig, knowing now that as unwanted as the trip was, it was now unavoidable...
SAMCRO
Boo stood outside Tig's hospital room door – where he was being kept over night for observation - for a good half an hour before she was able to go in. She didn't want to go and see him if she was honest with herself, as relived as she was that he was okay, she wanted him to be the one to give in first, wanted him to come to her and confess to what he'd done... She'd developed that stubbornness living with Tig. But she'd promised Chibs and she'd hear no end of it if she didn't go and see Tig so in she went, steeling herself for any snide and pompous remarks that Tig would without doubt throw her way since she had caved first and gone to him.
Tig was half asleep when the door opened, the pain medication he'd been giving for his leg making him drowsy as fuck yet keeping him awake at the same time. He'd expected Bobby, turning up on Clay's orders to do exactly as Tig asked or even Clay himself checking up on his right hand man. Tig had not expected Boo to come through that door. They'd been at odds for weeks now and he didn't see her ever talking to him again, let alone forgiving him for lying to her about Donna, hell for murdering Donna. But there she was, hoovering in the door looking as nervous as Tig felt. He was so elated at seeing her walk through that door that he didn't even try and hold back the smile that was curving his lips upwards and making his eyes sparkle.
"Hey..." he said apprehensively, sitting up and pulling the chair next to his bed closer before patting the seat. Boo gave a brief smile and sat herself down next to Tig's bed. "Didn't think you'd wanna come and see me." Tig muttered after an awkward moment of silence passed. Boo smiled again, allowing it to remain on her face as she took Tig's hand in her own and laced their fingers. Tig instantly squeezed her fingers tight making Boo certain she'd done the right thing in coming to see him.
"I was worried about you." she admitted, eyeing the vivid cuts and bruises on his face. The brunette was relieved to see that Tig wasn't in nearly as bad a way as she'd let herself believe. She'd expected him to be in a far worse condition after falling off the back of his bike and down a bank as well as being beaten up a group of bounty hunters. "Indecent exposure and assault in a livestock transport?" Boo said, chuckling softly as she shook her head. "Do I even want to know?" she asked, certain already that she didn't want to know.
"No, you really don't." Tig grinned with a shake of his head. "But I promise there was a girl involved." he assured Boo. In reality the story wasn't nearly as interesting as it seemed to be; he'd been in Oregon on club business a few years previously and had broken down near a farm where a cute young stable hand was hard at work. In exchange for use of the tools he needed to fix his bike, Tig had slipped into a livestock transport with the girl for a quick fuck. Problem was, the livestock transport was just about to leave – whilst they were still inside the back. The girl freaked out as the vehicle began to move, pulled down her skirt and jumped out of the back, leaving the door wide open and Tig all alone, confused, with his pants around his ankles. The transport had stopped at once, the driver realising someone was in back. Tig didn't get a chance to pull up his pants before the irate driver appeared at the door... Unfortunately for Tig, as he had his pants around his ankles when he went to attack the guy he ended up on the floor and sure enough, in the back of a police car!
"I'm glad to hear it." Boo grinned. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Tig's forehead, allowed him to wrap his arms around her in the same instance. Although she was still mad at him for lying to her, she couldn't hold it against him any longer. She missed Tig, missed their talks, working with him, poking fun at everything and anything with him... She was willing to look past the fact that he'd lied to her because she knew he wouldn't do it without good reason, and that good reason Boo knew, was for the good of the club and all its members, her included.
"I lied to you." Tig muttered into Boo's ear as if hearing her thoughts, his voice tight, thick with emotion. Boo tried to pull away from Tig but he wouldn't let her, he just held her closer, tighter. "I killed Donna. On Clay's orders." he admitted, little emotion to his words but enough to tell Boo that he was hurting, scared and on the brink of just breaking down. "I thought she was Op... that he was a rat..." Tig added, despite knowing that there was no need. Boo knew it all already, even if he hadn't told her. She was a smart girl and she'd worked things out for herself. Why Tig had continued to lie to her despite knowing damn well that she'd worked everything out for herself, despite knowing how hurt she was by his lies Tig would never know.
"I know you did." Boo nodded, tearing up herself at Tig's words. She kissed him on the forehead again, wiped her eyes and pulled away from her guardian, keeping his hand tight in hers the entire time. Despite the pain, the anguish etched across Tig's face Boo could see that he was relived to have such a weight off his shoulders, could see that he was glad he'd finally come clean and told her about what had really happened to poor Donna Winston.
"I didn't wanna tell you because it'll mean shit for the club. You'll tell Chibs and he-"Tig explained rabidly, wanting to explain to the kid why he'd lied to her, wanting her to understand how hard it had been for him to keep the truth from her. But Boo soon cut him off with a soft smile and a squeeze of his fingers.
"I'm not going to tell anyone Tigger." she assured Tig, understanding more why he'd lied to her about Donna. The weight of the truth must have been awful for him, knowing what it meant for him, for Clay and for all of the Sons – not just SAMCRO – and he was so terrified of what that truth meant for the Sons of Anarchy he'd lied to the one person that would understand what he'd done better than anyone. "I'm not stupid, I know what will happen if I do." Boo added, scowling as she thought of what would happen if the rest of the Sons found out that the President of the mother charter had put a hit out on an innocent brothers even more innocent wife. Everything would fall apart, they're be no order within the club, they're be chaos and with that chaos would come the sort of trouble the Sons worked so hard to try and avoid; the feds.
Tig gave a quick smile and nodded his head, feeling even more like an idiot than he had done already. There of course, had never been any need to lie to Boo. She was so understanding of what he had to do for the club, never flinched or backed off when he told her about the bad kills, she just stayed with him, let him talk it out, assured him that he'd done it for the good of the club... and shit, he'd needed that these past few months, had needed someone to talk to about what he'd done. Clay didn't give a damn about it, what's done was done as far as he was concerned and so Tig had been left completely alone with his demons, demons that dragged up Donna's face every time Tig closed his eyes and reminded him every single day what he'd done to his brother and to poor little Kenny and Ellie... Tig knew that he was a horrible man, that he was a monster that wasn't worth a damn but normally he could deal with that; he never thought about what he'd done or how it affected people, he just did what he had to do and got on with life, but he just couldn't let go of what he'd done to Donna. And he was certain he'd never be able to.
"I see her face every time I close my eyes." Tig admitted to Boo sorrowfully, fighting hard to both stop his eyes from closing in that moment and to keep the tears that lingered in them at bay. Boo had seen him cry before, many a time, was one of very few people that had, but for some reason Tig didn't want to cry in front of her now. He didn't feel as though he deserved the right to cry for what he'd done; after all he was the killer, not the one that had lost someone he loved. "I want to take it back Boo, I don't want to be the man that killed her." Tig said as he looked deep into Boo's eyes, voice hoarse as he battled the urge to just give in and weep. He really wanted to take back what he'd done, wanted to give Opie back his wife, their kids back their mother... he wanted to go and tell Clay he wasn't going to kill Opie or at the very least, wanted to go back and kill Opie when he'd had a good clean shot of the guy at the warehouse. He'd still be feeling like shit for killing his brother sure; but Opie, like Tig was a criminal and a killer; Donna was completely innocent and she hadn't deserved to die. Tig of course would never be able to take back what he'd done, he'd have to let it haunt him forever.
"Tig-" Boo began wanting to say something, anything to comfort Tig who looked more distraught that she'd ever seen him. He looked as if he were about to break, break beyond all repair and Boo didn't know what on earth she could do or say to keep him together. But it didn't matter because Tig didn't give her a chance to say any more, he just kept on talking and so Boo reassured him by stroking the back of his hand with the pad of her thumb. She hoped it would be enough for Tig to keep it together until she could think of something to say to him that would calm him down.
"I hate myself for what I've done Boo, what I've done to my brother, to his kids..." Tig rambled, tears in his eyes finally falling free; weeks of pent up tears of both fear and anguish, they poured down his cheeks thick and fast but he didn't try and wipe them away, he just carried on talking, voice more haggard and strained with each word that passed between his lips. "I'm a horrible man Boo." he insisted venomously. "Christ I should just tell Op what I did and let him kill me! At least then I wouldn't have to live with what I did." he added with such certainty and determination Boo truly believed he'd do as such. She snapped in that moment, overcome with fear and anger, anguish at the thought of losing the man she saw as her father. He may have given up on himself but she damn well wasn't going to give up on him too. She needed to make him see that he wasn't entirely to blame for Donna's death, that the blame also fell on the shoulders of Stahl and Clay.
"But then I wouldn't have you!" Boo cried out, eyes glazed. Tig jumped at Boo's sudden outburst, the rest of his angst ridden rant lost in an instance. He couldn't help but sit and listen to what Boo had to say. She looked so devastated, so hurt that he didn't dare try and interrupt her. "You acted on Clay's orders! He's just as responsible for Donna's death!" she went on, to which Tig could only nod despite the fact that he didn't agree with what she had to say. Clay had made the call yes, but he hadn't pulled the trigger! He hadn't been the one to wimp out of a clean cut, easy shot. He hadn't been the one to gun down an innocent woman. "Him and that ATF bitch Stahl for making Op out to be a rat! She knew full well what she was doing by putting that out there!" Boo added, which again Tig merely nodded too. Now that he could agree with; he could share the blame for Donna's death with that ATF bitch any day of the week. Stahl obviously knew what would happen to Opie if she painted him to be a rat or she wouldn't have done it. And then Boo said the words that really snapped some sense into Tig, words that made him realise he wasn't as much of a worthless scum bag as he thought himself to be. "Tig, you can't die! I wouldn't be able to stand it if you did. You're my dad Tigger, how am I meant to cope without you? How am I meant to live this life without you there with me, helping me through?" she sobbed, burying her face into the crook of Tig's neck as she spoke, her tears wetting his hospital gown in an instance. Sure she'd coped without Tig for the last few weeks but those weeks had been hell and Boo knew sooner or later, she'd be talking to Tig again. She didn't know what she'd do if she knew she'd never be able to talk to him again. Who would she go to when she was in a mood with Chibs? Who would make fun of the croweaters with her? Who would be her father? "You can't leave me!" she concluded, her words barely audible. Tig of course, heard every word perfectly and every word stung deep. He feel like an ass for even considering allowing Opie to just kill him, even more so for the fact that he'd voiced the idea to Boo.
"Okay, if that's what you want, I won't leave you Boo." he whispered, kissing Boo's curls as he rubbed her back reassuringly. His daughter needed him, she didn't want him to die so Tig was just going to have to man up and live with what he'd done.
"It is." Boo nodded, taking a moment to contain herself before sitting back and wiping her eyes, offering Tig a smile to assure him that she was okay before squeezing his fingers tight once again. "I'm gonna help you get past this, gonna help you put this right." she promised Tig, determined to do whatever it took to get Tig past what he'd done to Donna. Tig smiled and nodded, thankful to Boo, confident that she'd be good on her word and that she help him get past the worst thing he'd ever done in his life. "Love you daddy." Boo added, leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to Tig's cheek.
"I love you too Kid." Tig grinned, embracing his girl again before she had the chance to pull away. "And I'm so fucking sorry that I lied to you!" he added, finally apologising for lying too her. It felt good to do so, felt good to finally be okay with Boo again and Tig wished he'd swallowed his pride and done it sooner. It didn't matter though for now it was done and he and Boo alike could work on making things better again.
"I forgive you." Boo whispered.
SAMCRO
"So yeh worked things out with Tig then?" Chibs asked as he and Boo walked over to the silver minivan that had just been brought into the lot. Boo had spent the last few days round Tig's while he recovered somewhat from falling of his bike and the beating he'd taken by the bounty hunters that had snatched him up from outside hospital. Chibs hadn't had much of a chance to speak to his girl since he'd returned from the blood drive run and so wasn't sure if she'd made up with Tig but knew it had to be likely as she was keeping him company whilst he recovered.
"Yeah, we're good again." Boo nodded, unable to stop herself from smiling. She was still hurting from the confirmation that Tig had indeed lied to her, but she was past the point of being mad at him. He had his reasons for keeping quiet on the matter, for hiding the truth from her and Boo understood that. Especially now that she understood just how much murdering Donna had affected Tig. He was broken, utterly so, and Boo was surprised to see that she hadn't really noticed before she'd gone to see him in the hospital. Sure, she knew there was something the matter with him but she'd put it down to the fact that he'd lied to her, that they weren't talking to one another. She didn't even consider that maybe he was hurting, suffering for what he had done to Donna, to Opie and to his club. Now in some ways, she felt guilty for not going to speak to Tig sooner, for being as stubborn as he had been on the matter. Of course none of that mattered anymore, all that mattered was that she was there for Tig now and that she was going to do whatever it took to help him move on from what he had done, to make him right with himself once again.
"I'm glad." Chibs beamed as he opened the door to the minivan. He paused and turned back to Boo, leaned against the door of the minivan as he reached out and cupped Boo's cheek in his hand, caressed her soft skin with the pad of his thumb. "Yer always so blue when yeh fight with Tig, I hate it." He said before ducking down and pressing a chaste kiss to Boo's lips. He'd hated that no matter what he'd done to make them reconcile, Boo and Tig had remained at odds for weeks leaving both Boo and Tig alike downbeat and deflated. Chibs really hated seeing his girl so miserable and he hoped that now that she'd made up with Tig, she'd be her usual self again. As much as Boo tried to mask her pain, her misery and act like nothing was wrong it was more than obvious to Chibs that his Ol' Lady had been more than a little tormented by her dispute with Tig.
"I hate it too." Boo agreed with a nod of her head. She was so glad to be reconciled with Tig, that he had finally come clean and admitted to lying to her, apologised for it. Life without him was awful, it had reminded her of the dark few weeks that had followed her moving out of his apartment and she'd missed him terribly the entire time they'd not been talking. Boo couldn't help but look over at Tig, who was sitting outside the clubhouse with Jax, Clay and some of the other guys, with a soft smile on her lips, a smile that soon faltered when she saw pain glittering deep within his eyes, despite the distance between them. He was thinking about Donna, about what he had done and it was really getting to him. Boo could tell, she knew him that well. "I'm going to go and sit with him for a bit, can you handle this job on your own?" she said to Chibs as he slid into the silver minivan. Tig looked like he could use a friend, someone to take his mind of the horrors that lurked deep within it. Boo was certain that for Tig, being around Clay – the man who had asked him to kill Opie in the first place, the man who had made him kill an innocent woman – was doing nothing to ease the guilt and anguish he felt for killing Donna but that being around her – the daughter that accepted and loved him no matter what he did – would at the very least put a smile on his lips and ease somewhat, his troubled mind.
"Of course lassie, go and talk to yer Da." Chibs nodded, holding his hand out for the keys to the minivan which Boo dutifully passed over. He didn't need Boo's help at all with the minivan but had accepted her offer to help all the same as they'd not really talked much in the last few days and he wanted to catch up with her. Now however, he could see that his girl was needed elsewhere, that her time was better spent with Tig who even Chibs could tell was still being troubled by something. What that something was, Chibs didn't know but he knew damn well that Boo would. She'd comfort Tig, put his mind and ease and Chibs? Well, he'd catch up with his girl once they were home. Boo beamed at Chibs and kissed him on the cheek before turning around and heading towards where Tig was sat with Clay and Jax. Chibs watched her walk away for a moment, a smile plastered on his lips, before sticking the key in the ignition and turning it. Nothing happened, the care remained dead. "Start Goddamnit!" Chibs cursed, turning the key once again, this time with a little more force. The car soon kicked into life and it took Chibs all of a second to realise that the whirling noise that was being emitted from the engine was that of a bomb; luckily for the Scotsman, if you could call it lucky, it was a noise he knew all too well after serving the IRA and then SAMBEL for so many a year. "Shite!" he cursed heart near jumping out of his chest it had begun to beat so hard and fast. Knowing that he had mere seconds, if that, Chibs leapt from the minivan and started to run, his legs not moving nearly as fast as he wanted them too. As soon as he was on his feet the Scotsman caught sight of his girl, strolling at far too a leisurely pace towards Tig. She was going to get caught up in the explosion... "Run Boo, fuckin' run!" Chibs barked, praying that his girl didn't take the time to think but just did as she asked and ran, ran for her life and out of the way of danger. But Chibs didn't get a chance to see if his girl had heard him, to see if she had managed to run away in time for as soon as the words had left his mouth, the silver minivan exploded with a tremendous bang, sending a burning ball of flames and the acrid smell of burning metal and sodium nitrate across the lot. Chibs was thrown into the air, his body twisting and turning with the sheer force of the explosion, smoke and flames the only thing in his sight before he hit the hard concrete below, nothing reaching his ears but the ringing brought on by being so close to the minivan as it had exploded... He didn't even hear the screams, but maybe that was a good thing for they were Boo's screams and they would have been the last thing Chibs would have heard before he succumbed to the crippling blackness that wanted nothing more that to consume him entirely...
Boo was oblivious to what was happening behind her as she walked towards Tig, not knowing that something was hideously wrong until she heard Chibs cry out to her to run. There was such panic in Chibs voice, such desperation and fear. Boo, despite not knowing what was happening, couldn't help but be overcome by that fear herself, by that panic and desperation. Her heart caught in her chest at once, almost stopping her from breathing entirely but did not stop her from screaming. In that same instance, everything stared to move in slow motion. She tried to run, as Chibs had said, but her legs didn't seem to want to move, seemed to be glued to the ground below and after what was only a moment, no matter how long it may have seemed, it was all too late and Boo, like Chibs was thrown of her feet by the force of the deadly explosion. Unlike Chibs however, Boo wasn't thrown into the air, but merely to the ground as she was too far from the minivan to suffer the full force of the explosion. The sound of the explosion was deafening, it rang loud in Boo's ears even after it's echo had rung out across the lot, it's heat reached Boo in an instance, so hot the air practically scolded her skin as she tumbled to the ground below, landing hard on her right side with a sickening thud. Everything was a blur after that, was hazy and disorientated, Boo's world nothing but a blur of pulsating colour; a black haze tainting the bright blue of the sky, dots of red and yellow as the brunette fought to remain conscious. Boo felt no pain, although she could feel blood, thick and warm, flood across her cheek and nose, before dripping down to the concrete below and her right arm, it felt strangely light, numb, like it was no longer there... Boo could hear screaming, the sound was hollow and haunting, pierced the silence in a brutal and horrific manner. It took Boo a fair while to realise that she was the one that was screaming...
"Chibs! Boo! Call a fucking ambulance!" someone called, their voice too distant and inaudible for Boo to recognise, only Jax's calls to Tara being audible enough for Boo to understand. Boo rolled onto her back, groaned softly as sharp, stabbing pains shot up through her neck and the wound on her head started to sting and throb with pain. She attempted to raise her right hand to apply pressure to the wound, to steam the bleeding and ease the pain but found she couldn't even lift her arm. She could however, move her left arm and she gingerly moved her fingers to her right arm, which remained limp and lifeless; dislocated from the shoulder.
Tig soon appeared and dropped to his knee's at Boo's side. Everyone else had run towards Chibs, who appeared to be far worse injured than his Ol' Lady; was bleeding from the back of his head and wasn't even conscious but Tig of course, had gone straight to Boo. As concerned as he was for his brother, he was twice as concerned for his daughter who was bleeding profusely from a wide cut on her forehead and seemed unable to move the right side of her body, the side she'd landed on after being thrown to the concrete by the force of the blast, that had been deadly and brutal despite her distance from it. She was conscious, moving and although her screaming had died down, was still whimpering softly in a combination of pain, fear and confusion. Tig knew that none of these things mattered, that just because she was awake and able to move didn't mean she didn't have life threatening injuries. The Sergeant at Arms had never felt such fear as when he'd seen his little girl caught up in the same horrific blast that may well have killed the man she called her husband...
"Boo, are you alright?" Tig asked, or rather demanded caringly as he cupped his girl's cheek - warm from the blast and damp from her tears and the blood that stained her skin– in his hand and tilted her face ever so gently so that he could look into her eyes. Boo's lips perked upwards just a little at the sight of Tig, whose soft and gentle touch made her feel just a little bit better, and nodded the best she could.
"I think so..." she said. She felt alright, despite her shoulder being dislocated, her neck being a little stiff and her face being cut open. Considering she'd gotten caught up in a car bomb, she was rather lucky to have seemingly gotten off so lightly; any internal injuries of course, if she had any, were still unknown. Tig smiled in relief, nodded his head and ducked down to place a kiss to his girl's forehead. Now that he was next to his girl, now that he could see her he could be assured somewhat that she wasn't as badly injured as he'd feared.
"It's alright doll, the ambulance will be here soon." He assured her as he laced his fingers with hers and kissed her forehead once again. The incident at Teller-Morrow would have of course, been flagged as a priority and so the ambulance would arrive in no time at all, although to Tig it wouldn't arrive quick enough, not whilst his girl was suffering and in pain. "And don't you worry about Chibs Boo, Tara's with him okay? He's going to be fine." Tig added, regretting his words almost instantly as Boo's face paled beyond comparison and her blue eyes blazed in concern.
Boo had, up until Tig had mentioned his name, not quite forgotten that Chibs too had been caught up in the explosion, that he had been closer still to the blast than even she had, but had pushed him to the back of her mind momentarily while her head and body alike tried to work past the shock and horror of the explosion. Now she couldn't help but think of her man, couldn't help but be caught by blind panic and worry for him, knowing that he had pretty much been in the minivan as it had exploded, knowing that there was a strong likelihood that he was either dead or dying...
"Filip!" Boo cried as she forced herself into a sitting position before twisting her body around so that she could look back to where Chibs was, lying motionless on the concrete surrounded by the rest of SAMCRO. The brunette tried to push herself to her feet with her one good hand, intent on rushing to Chibs' side but was held down by Tig who shook his head at her and refused to let her move.
"Stay still Doll, you'll only hurt yourself more!" he insisted as he struggled to pin Boo to the ground without hurting her even more so. He understood that she wanted to be with Chibs, that she was concerned for him, but she'd not be able to anything for him and would more than likely do herself a worse injury if she tried to get up. Boo however, didn't seem to care; she continued to struggle and fight against Tig in vain, hell bent on going to Chibs' side.
"I don't care Tig!" Boo insisted as she tried to push Tig off of her one handed, her right arm hanging limp and useless at her side. And she really didn't care, would much rather injury herself even more so and yet be at Filip's side, holding his hand and hopefully being of some small comfort to him than sitting idly by waiting for the ambulance, worrying for her man even more so because she couldn't see for herself just how bad he was and because in her mind, she couldn't help but worry that he was dead. "Please Tig, let me go to h-" Boo began, begging Tig to just let her go so that she could be at Chibs' side. She found herself however, cut off mid-sentence by a crippling, excruciating pain deep in the pit of her stomach. Boo gasped and stopped fighting against Tig, her good hand going straight to her stomach. The pain intensified almost at once, fiery hot pokers stabbing at her innards causing Boo to cry out the pain was so bad.
"Boo?" Tig asked as Boo bent forward, arm clutching at her stomach with all her might as she whimpered and cried in pain, tears falling free and fast down her already sodden cheeks. Boo didn't respond, merely started to shake as her body and mind alike struggled to cope with the pain, which only seemed to get worse with every second that passed. "Doll, speak to me!" Tig begged, concern heightened. Something was seriously wrong with his little girl, but what? She'd been fine enough one minute and now she appeared to be in the utmost agony! She was pale and shaking considerably, looked very much like she might be sick and there was fear in her wide, bloodshot eyes... Her cries went right through Tig; made him shudder, consumed him with fear, and chilled him to the bone. But then things got so much worse. Boo suddenly froze, her face paled – if possible – even more so as she moved her hand away from her aching stomach and touched it against the crouch of her jeans before pulling it away so that she might examine her fingers, which were reddened and slick with blood... Boo started screaming at once, her eyes fixated on her bloody fingers. "Someone help her!" Tig ordered, turning his head in the direction of Tara and the rest of SAMCRO before pulling Boo into his arms and holding her tight. "You're gonna be fine doll, don't you worry..." he assured her as she clung to him and sobbed despite the fact the he knew damned well that she wasn't fine, despite the fact that he himself was more worried about her than he'd ever been before. Tig was worried even more so than when she'd overdosed... at least then she'd been in no pain once she was unconscious, was oblivious to all that was happening to her, now she was awake and in pain, in agony, to make matters worse knowing that the man she loved might just be dead and that she herself had something seriously wrong with her.
Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon. I'm not making any promises though as I've still not really got my muse back and I don't want to say I'm going to update encase I don't. I'll try my very best though readers as I've left you on a bit of a cliffhanger here!
As always, reviews would be loved; they are extremely motivational and make my writing more than worthwhile!
