"I'm going to cut his goddamn head off."
Natasha looked up at Bishop who had been stewing silently since they were left in lockup. She sighed and nodded, having expected Levi wouldn't live far beyond Bishop's eventual release.
"I know," Natasha said. "I'm so sorry, Bish. I had no idea he was like this."
"Don't you fucking apologize for him," Bishop angrily.
Natasha just nodded. "As soon as we can, we have to request Taza as Lil's emergency guardian."
"I know," Bishop sighed. "None of this is gonna touch you, I promise."
"It already has," she gestured to the bars surrounding them. "This is bad, like multiple felonies bad."
"Tash, there's a reason that building isn't in your name," he said quietly. "There's a reason those supplies, everything in the back, have Marcus' name on the order forms."
"They do?" She asked, drawing her head back in surprise. "You lied to me."
"To protect you," he said back sharply. "Even back then all I wanted was to protect you."
"That doesn't make it okay and it doesn't protect me, I could still go to jail and you will definitely go to jail. Taza gonna raise Lil for years while we're in prison?"
"We're not going to prison," he growled.
Natasha turned away from him and shook her head. "I can't believe you, Bishop."
"I did it for you," he told her earnestly.
"I know you did," she huffed, "But you didn't think about how I would react to you sacrificing yourself."
"Hey," Franky called out as he made his way toward their cell. "You got a visitor."
Natasha rolled her eyes. "This is the fakest shit. We shouldn't even be here together."
"No shit, that's why you are here together, so you can make a plan."
Hank nodded at them from behind Franky. "Just need a minute," Hank grumbled, signaling for Franky to leave them.
Natasha glared at them as Hank whispered to Bishop through the bars and then vice versa. She hated the secrets especially when they were so blatant.
"That's what we figured," Hank spoke normally, "Just had to be sure."
"Sure about what?"
Bishop looked at his new wife and sighed. "They're setting bail for us," he explained, "It's gonna high though."
Grimacing, Natasha nodded. "How high?"
"We don't have an exact amount yet," Hank told her.
"Club can't afford to get us both out," Bishop told her. "You're my first priority."
Relieved and grateful, Natasha nodded as tears filled her eyes. "Are you sure?"
"You really think I'd make you stay here? Especially without me?"
"No," she groaned, "But don't they need you?"
"Lil needs you more," he said sadly. "I want someone with you at all times, Tash. You can pick who you feel most comfortable with."
"EZ or Creeper," she said.
"I knew you were gonna say Creep," Hank chuckled.
"I like him," she shrugged.
"As soon as we get the money we'll get her out,"
Hank told Bish. "Then you."
"Until then, fight this shit and start taking them out," Bishop ordered Hank quietly.
"Wait, what?" Natasha asked in a whisper.
"I'll let you handle that," Hank said with a chuckle. "We'll keep you updated."
As Hank walked back the way he came, Bishop hooked his arms around Natasha's waist. Leaning in, he whispered into her ear. "There's not gonna be a war, it's gonna be an ambush. We're going on for the quick kill, it's more about keeping you girls and the club safe than proving a goddamn point."
"Are they gonna save Levi for you?" She asked somewhat seductively.
"If they can," he told her.
"Good," she said, "I want to watch you kill that asshole."
"You do?" He asked with surprise and concern.
"I want to do it myself," she admitted.
Bishop smirked but shook his head. "No, not my girl. I want you far from the rest of this."
"I love you," she said in defeat.
"I love you too, but you could try to sound happier about it, esposita," Bishop laughed a little.
"I'll be happy when they're all dead and both of us are back with our daughter."
—
When social services arrived at the clubhouse, Gilly didn't know what he was supposed to do but he knew what his job was.
"You're not taking her," Gilly said firmly, standing in front of Lil. "We don't know who you are."
"I'm with the county," the woman said, offering her ID. "Her parents are under arrest, she doesn't have a guardian or next of kin."
"I don't wanna go," Lili said to Chucky.
"Can't Bishop and Natasha name someone?" Chucky asked Gilly.
"Yeah, lemme see who her parents want to take her," Gilly said.
"They're working on the paperwork," the woman said. "Hopefully by morning she can be the custody of the person they've chosen."
"She can stay with me," Gilly said forcefully.
"I wanna stay here," Lili said loudly. "Leave, this is my daddy's work and you need to leave."
Gilly turned and gave Lili a stern look. "Shh, Chiquita. I'll handle this."
"I will call the sheriff if you don't hand her over,"
The woman said sternly. "This is your last chance."
Looking at Chucky, Gilly stepped aside and called Hank knowing he had just been with Bishop. He explained the situation and was promptly told to follow his instincts.
"You're gonna have to call the sheriff," Gilly said defiantly. "You're not taking our girl." With that, Gilly scooped Lili into his arms and held her close.
"Yeah," Lili growled, causing Gilly to laugh and smirk at the woman.
"You'll both be arrested," she told him and Chucky. "You should do the right thing."
"I think protecting our family is the right thing," Chucky said quietly. "You guys will get me out, right?"
"Yeah, we got you, Chucky," Gilly laughed.
The worker stepped away to make good on her threat and within ten minutes both Gilly and Chucky were in cuffs.
"It's gonna be okay," Gilly told her. "Don't be scared, alright?"
With a trembling chin, Lili nodded as they were forced into the squad car and hauled away. The social worker led Lili out of the clubhouse with promises of new friends and plenty of games. When they approached her car, Lili saw Levi leaning on the bumper. She knew who he was and she knew he was a bad man so Lili bolted out of the yard and never looked back.
