"Oh, this is fun." Sunny grumbled as she walked into the large conference room and took a seat. She had gotten a call late Sunday night, informing her that there would be an additional attorney on the Teller case. That didn't surprise her at all though, Lowen was good but she didn't have the personality to be the best. "A new attorney to go up against."

"It's an old friend of yours." Joseph looked at the brunette. "Emilia Ibarra."

"Oh, this should be fun as hell." She laughed. "We hate each other so much."

He nodded slowly. "Tell me about it? Why do you two hate each other?"

"Because I got her client sentenced to death over a piece of gum and she flipped out. The trial was fake and it was practice but I outsmarted her and her client crumbled in court." She shrugged her shoulders. "Last I checked she was a doctor and talked to people about her issues. So, she does have that advantage. Knowing how the mind works and all of that shit. I feed of emotion and logic, she goes off fact and logic. It'll make for a fun time."

"A piece of gum?" He looked at her and smirked. "That's a reach right?"

"Huge reach." She shrugged again. "I had nothing to go on and I found a piece of chewed up gum and a wrapper and it all fell together. So I went up and I bullshitted my ass off. Saying the chewed up gum matched up with a piece we found in his car and he started to sing. It was insane."

"You are a big bullshitter." Joseph nodded. "You did that shit when you wanted the truth out of me. I was backed into a corner."

She laughed. "I'm big on honesty and all of that. I told you that when we first dated. I don't take any shit and cheating is a big no. You let me down and broke my heart. So I took all that I could from you."

"As I look at the alimony check I have to start giving to you, I'm kicking myself." He shook his head. "On to important shit. What are we going to do about this new addition? Can you scare her off?"

"I can try to." She nodded slowly. "I have to pay a visit to Charming. I have to remind Tara that I'm here to make her life hell until I get some justice. I can't visit her at her home or the clubhouse but they didn't say anything about anywhere else."

"Just gonna poke holes in this then? Use all of the loopholes?" He smiled. "I advise against that but you seem set on doing so. Please, don't get arrested or shot at or beat up. I don't think this team or department need some type of scandal."

Sunshine looked at him, shrugging slightly as she tied her up. "I won't get into trouble, I won't get killed, I won't get arrested, I won't get beat up or anything. I promise and unlike you, I keep my promise."

"You are not gonna let me live it down huh?" He groaned. "I regret what I did and you know that."

"Don't plan on it." She patted his face. "You do research or whatnot on Emilia, I am making that trip to Charming."

"I have to voice one concern." He cleared his throat. "That guy, Happy. I don't think it's wise to keep his type of company around. Not during this time anyways. He could be a rat or double agent."

She scoffed. "Ha! Happy a snitch? He'd rather die than ever misplace loyalty. He's a friend, he values friendships and he values honesty and all of it. I honestly would be more worried about you being flipped and turning against me and the team." She shrugged. "Do something case related, okay? We need to work together to get this case settled and won."

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"Didn't my lawyers tell you that you couldn't harass me?" Tara looked at Sunshine and shook her head. "Should I call the cops now?"

"Well, if we're getting technical here, they said I couldn't bug you at home or at the clubhouse. They said nothing about at work or running errands." Sunshine shrugged as she smiled at the brunette. "So, here I am. Reminding you that I'm still building my case and I cannot wait to put you behind bars for a few years." She chuckled. "Or a lot of years, who am I kidding right now? I kinda wanna take away the rest of your life. It's not like you're doing anything productive with it anyways."

"Why are you so deadset on making my life a hell?" She slammed the metal drawer and stared at the brunette. "Why? What did I do to you this time? This is some high school bullshit grudge you're holding!"

"It's not but you can continue to think that." The taller brunette yawned. "I'm not out to make your life a hell but fuck, if it's part of this process then I'm good with that. I'm here to seek justice for a nurse that was brutally murdered by a man. A man who got his murder weapon from you. My sole purpose is to seek justice for those who can't get it themselves. The guilty conscience is weighing on you and I can tell. It's not easy falling asleep at night, knowing that you played a huge part in a murder."

"I don't have anything to say to you and I want you to know that I've hired a better attorney." Tara set her coffee down. "She'll be speaking with you very soon."

"Oh, I know." Sunshine shrugged. "Emilia Ibarra, psychiatrist and lawyer. I'm not worried about her. I was in school with her. Beat her then and I'll beat her now. I'm just excited that you finally found a competent person."

"She'll put an end to this harassment." Tara nodded. "Maybe you can find something else to focus on because you're not getting anywhere here and I prefer to deal with Patterson."

"Eh, I have nothing else to do honestly." She smirked. "I like to put heat on people. Wait for them to slip up. I see that you've been in contact with Wendy Case. That's interesting, I found it interesting. Making moves. I can't wait to see the next move you make. Until then, just think about making a deal with me. Maybe you'll catch me in a generous mood and I'll offer witsec for you and the boys. Oh, wouldn't that be so lovely? New life and a clean slate for the three of you? Here's my card, keep it."

"I don't want anything from you and like I said before I won't give up my husband." Tara shook her head. "I will deal with Patterson and not you."

"I wanna do this." Emilia walked into the spacious office, looking around until her eyes fell on the one person she was actually looking for. "Villain!"

"Ibarra." Sunshine glanced up from her laptop and smirked. "What brings you here? Let me guess, you need legal representation? Sorry to say I am a prosecutor. I no longer represent the little people."

"I'm here about my client, Tara Knowles." Emilia stopped at the desk. "She's saying you continue to harass her."

She sighed, turning the laptop around for the raven haired woman to see. "Watch." She hit the spacebar and shrugged. "You are representing a guilty party Emilia. I've submitted this and I will be doing my best to get the longest and harshest sentence possible. Unless…"

"Unless what?" Emilia took a seat and closed the laptop. "Unless what Sunshine? I see the gears turning."

"She gives me something on her husband and his club. Then I'll turn my attention elsewhere and I'll leave her alone." She smirked. "Come on, what jury is going to watch this footage and think she's naive and innocent in this?"

"She's not going to give up the club, she doesn't have a goddamn lick of sense when it comes to that man." Emilia laughed. "You ever been so in love that it blinds you from what your spouse truly is?"

"Can't say that I have." She shrugged. "I've been in love like twice, both times the guys cheated but I'm beginning to think that's because I'm not enough or whatever." She shook her head and winked. "I am all for a free therapy session Dr. Ibarra, bring on the mind games. She has common sense, it just hasn't kicked in, she needs a kick in the ass, a nudge in the right direction and I have one."

"What are you going to do?" She leaned forward and smiled. "I think you should book a few sessions when this is all said and done."

"Damn." Sunshine leaned closer to Emilia and nodded slowly. "Moved up her court date, well Patterson did anyways. She should be telling that to Tara today. I'm sure they'll all come whining to you about it too. I'll be kicked back, enjoying life and having fun."

"I won't be able to get her to take a deal unless it's something really good." Emilia sighed. "You have to make it a good and solid deal Sunshine."

"I'm willing to forgo any charges against her, offer her and the boys witsec if she cooperates and helps me bring down her husband and his club." She grinned from ear to ear, relaxing in her plush office chair before bringing her booted feet to rest on her desk. "It's a solid deal, she's away from this mess, she gets to raise her boys and her boys won't fall into the toxic shit that is the Sons of Anarchy. Most of all, we'll put monsters behind bars. These men have murdered and trafficked drugs… We need them off the streets."

Emilia nodded slowly. "Write out the deal, make it as detailed as possible and I'll see what I can do but if she doesn't take it, then we move forward and we take it to court and duel it out in there."

"I'm hoping we can skip court. I do not wanna get in there and murder you all with my case because it is solid." She smiled. "If we're done here, you can leave and I'll have a copy of the deal to you by tomorrow morning. I'm off for the rest of today. I am going home, getting into comfy clothes and relaxing."

"It is noon on a Wednesday." Emilia huffed. "How are you even ADA?"

"Oh, I'm well aware of what time and day it is. It's been a long morning, Emilia." She stood up and stretched. "I had to work and talk to people. It wore me out." She laughed as she started to pack up her things. "It's been good seeing you again and I look forward to our many run ins and conversations. Please, have her make that deal. I may be a hardass towards her but I don't think children should be raised by strangers. I think the mom should raise her children, especially a mom that is fighting for the best for her kids."

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"So, I met with Sunshine." Emilia looked at Jax. "She has video footage on her laptop of Tara and Otto, even of her sneaking the crucifix to him. Keyword being sneaking because if she thought it was innocent, she would've given it to him outright. It's not looking good Jackson."

Jax nodded slowly, rubbing her forehead before looking up at the brunette. "So, if we can get to the laptop, is there a way we can corrupt the file?"

"She's not an idiot, she's probably submitted copies already and she's probably already backed it up somewhere." She shook her head as she took a seat. "It's not looking good but I'm going to do my best and I know we'll be able to win against her, we just need to find one hole in her case. We need to pick apart her idea on why Tara did what she did. If we can make that fall apart, we will win the case and this will be all a thing of the past."

"Juice isn't an idiot either, he can corrupt anything." He sighed. "Do you even know why she thinks Tara did what she did?"

"You're so lucky I'm your attorney but I cannot condone using illegal methods and destroying evidence." She furrowed her brow. "I already know you're going to do what you want to do, so just don't tell me about it, alright?"

"I won't tell you unless you need to know." He shrugged. "I just want her off of Tara, she doesn't deserve this shit. She was doing a favor for the club. She got caught up in my shit."

"Oh." Emilia shook her head slowly. "Okay, so there's the truth. Good to know."

He nodded his head slowly, glancing at the brunette before shrugging slightly as he relaxed further into the sofa. "Well, you're the attorney, we have client privilege or whatever. You can't repeat any of that."

"That's not true Jackson." She frowned. "I'm not your lawyer, you hired me to represent Tara. So technically, if I'm brought up on the stand to testify against you, I will be held accountable to tell the truth. So, hire me or something."

"Okay, you're on retainer." He smirked at her. "You have your shit cut out for you." He stood up and patted her thigh. "I'll see you around. Keep me updated."