Song is Scar Tissue by RHCP.
Chief Unser gets out of his car, staring in almost comical shock at the disheveled young couple as Honey finishes buttoning her shorts and Half Sack pulls his cut on.
"You two- what- how-" The old man stutters as he stares at them, Honey blushing and looking down as Half Sack bites his bottom lip hard.
Honey sighs softly as she looks up at Unser after a moment. "What are you doing out here?"
He stares at her for a moment before shaking his head and pointing across the stream where a dimly lit house is situated further into the woods. "Owners heard a bike and thought some sort of MC business was going down."
"Shit...this is my fault..." Honey mumbles, crossing her arms.
Half Sack wraps his arms around Honey's shoulders to comfort her as he looks to Unser. "Please don't tell Clay..."
Unser stares at the prospect, still seemingly shocked. "You mean you two are sneaking around behind the club? Do you know how old she is?"
He nods, looking down at her. "I know."
"We haven't broken any laws, Chief..." Honey murmurs, wringing her hands together nervously.
Chief Unser sighs heavily, glancing towards the night sky as if wondering 'why me?' before looking back to the two young people in front of him. "If I keep this from Clay, he'll kill me for not telling him. That is, if Gemma doesn't beat him to it."
Honey shakes her head. "He won't find out, I swear. Even if he finds out about Kip and I, we'll make sure he doesn't know you knew." Her dark green eyes plead with him, making him sigh again.
"Fine...get out of here, before I arrest you both for trespassing. And Honey, might wanna cover those hickeys." Honey blushes as she nods, automatically holding her hand over the cluster of hickeys on her neck. Unser shakes his head as he gets back into his car mumbling, "Damn kids, gonna get my ass kicked..."
Honey gathers her stuff and puts the bag back onto the bike before turning to Half Sack and kissing him softly. "I'm sorry...I didn't know anyone even lived around here, I didn't mean to get us in trouble. I wasn't thinking."
He shakes his head, wrapping his arms around her. "It's okay, baby. We just have to be more careful, next time it may not be Unser who catches us."
Honey nods and kisses his cheek gently, sighing. "This was really fun though."
He nods, kissing her deeply once more, pulling away before it gets too heavy. "We better head back, it's probably pretty late."
She nods and he gets onto the bike, handing her the helmet. She puts it on and gets on behind him, holding him tightly and pressing her face against the warm leather of his cut, smelling the scent of his Axe body wash and cigarette smoke.
The ride back to the stop sign is silent aside from the chirps of tree frogs and the roar of Half Sack's bike. Honey looks around, sighing quietly as she doesn't want to go home. Half Sack pulls up to the stop sign and Honey hesitates a moment before getting off and handing him his helmet back. She grabs her bag and leans down, kissing him sweetly as she murmurs, "I'll see you in the morning?"
He nods and smiles softly at her as he runs his fingers through her silky hair. "Yeah, I'll call you. We still have to go out on our date."
She smiles and steps back, nodding. "Yeah we do. Thank you for tonight...I'm sorry we got caught..."
He shakes his head. "It's fine, Honey. Really, it's okay, Unser won't tell."
She nods, feeling the slight awkwardness that settles over them. "Well I'm gonna go before they realize I'm gone..." Half Sack nods and starts his bike. Honey watches as he drives off and then once he's out of sight, she heads back to her house. Scaling the tree like a ninja, she makes it back into her room and tosses her bag into the closet and collapses tiredly onto her bed.
Half Sack does the same, entering his dorm at the clubhouse and collapsing onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling restlessly.
Neither of them slept that night.
Over the next three weeks, Half Sack doesn't call or respond to Honey's texts. When she drops by the clubhouse to work or visit the guys, he's no where to be found. Finally, she resigns herself to the fact that he dumped her.
Thursday morning, three and a half weeks after the incident at the stream, Honey pulls into the parking lot at TM and feels a jolt of anger and hurt settle in her stomach as she watches Half Sack park beside the other bikes, not noticing her right away. Collecting herself, she gets out of her car and walks towards the office with her dark Ray Bans sunglasses on to hide the dark, puffy circles under her eyes.
Half Sack watches her go, hoping she hadn't seen him and simultaniously wanting to wrap his arms around her hips and kiss her like he had that night at the creek. Sighing softly, telling himself that it has to be this way, he walks into the garage to start working.
A couple hours go by and they do a fine job at ignoring each other's existence until Half Sack starts searching for the paperwork to the Volvo he'd just fixed. Chibs notices him lookin for it and calls, "It's in the office, Honey had to add it to the account charge."
Half Sack stands straight up, nearly whacking his head on one of the loading bay rails. "O-oh, uh...okay..." He slowly takes a few steps at a time towards the office, hearing the radio blaring what he recognized as a Red Hot Chili Peppers song.
He knocks softly on the doorway, biting his lip nervously as he sees her bent over some paperwork. She looks up and he suddenly realizes how badly he had fucked up. Her eyes were dim and surrounded by dark bags, her lips were cracked open, from biting them so much he assumed, and she was wearing a pair of sweatpants and an oversized SAMCRO tshirt, despite the sweltering heat.
"Yes, Prospect?" Her voice was blank yet he could detect the slightest bit of hurt.
He sighs and looks down. "I uhm need the papers for the grey Volvo."
Wordlessly, she passes him the bundle of papers and turns back to her work, clearly dismissing him. He starts to walk back out but stops. "Honey, I'm sorry."
She shrugs, not looking up. "Don't be. Obviously you didn't like me as much as I like you. Can't blame you for my stupidity."
He frowns as he shuts the office door to give them privacy. "What? Honey, I do like you...I just.." He sighs as he runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. "You're 16, I'm 23."
She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "I thought we had already went over that."
He rolls his eyes and glares at her. "Could you be serious for once?" She shrugs but stays quiet, turning to face him as she leans back in the desk chair. "I knew the age difference was a big thing but after that night...fuck, Honey, I wanted you."
"And that's a bad thing?" She frowns, crossing her arms.
"For me, yeah. There was nothing I wanted to do more than take you back to my apartment and fuck you, Honey. It's illegal, you're still technically a kid. I'd be no different than Tig and his skinny, underaged Thai boys." He looks down, a little angry that she was being so accusatory but then reminding himself that he was the one who had pretty much abandoned her.
Homey sighs softly and pulls her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. "It's not the same thing. The age of consent is 16 in other states, if we went to like Kentucky right now we could probably get married if we wanted." She looks up at him with watery green eyes. "You are the first guy I've ever went that far with and you just...left."
He steps closer to her and crouches down so they're level. "I'm sorry, Honey. It was shitty of me to do..." He wraps his arms around her, hugging her gently. She hugs him tightly, pressing her face against his neck.
"I thought you didn't want me." She mumbles, sniffling softly. He shakes his head, his fingers playing with her hair, gently pulling it out of the loose, messy bun.
"Of couse I want you, Honey. I'm just...afraid."
She kisses his neck gently then pulls away to look up at him. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been such a bitch to you..."
He smiles at her, kissing her forehead. "No, Honey, I deserved it. I was a dick for just disappearing on you. Especially after that night."
She smiles and blushes softly as she kisses him gently. "Are you gonna ignore me again?"
He shakes his head, wrapping his arms arounf her and picking her up, setting her on the desk. "Never again, I swear." Honey smiles and wraps her arms around his neck as she lays her head on his chest.
After a moment, she giggles softly. "So you want to fuck me, huh?"
He blushes and bites his lip. "Maybe."
She smiles and looks up at him, her fingers playing with a couple of the curls of hair on the nape of his neck. "Maybe you will one day...if you promise not to vanish afterwards."
He blushes and bites his lip softly as his hands caress her hips gently. "Really?"
She nods, blushing brightly as she looks down. "Yeah...I really like you, I think I'd trust you to take my virginity."
He smiles as he tilts her head up and kisses her gently. "I'd be honored to, Honey."
She kisses him back softly and leans back a bit, wanting to feel him against her. He hilds her against him as he stumbles over to the couch and sits down with her straddling his lap. They keep kissing as his hands run up her back slowly under her shirt, feeling her smooth skin.
"Kip...baby...my mom will be back any minute..." She murmurs breathily as she pulls away letting him pull her shirt up and exposing her plain white bra.
He mumbles as he kisses down her cleavage, "I know...I gotta take those papers out to the guy..."
Despite their protests, neither of them move. He looks up at her as she runs her fingers through his hair. She kisses him softly and lovingly before sighing softly. "Baby, we gotta get up..." She slowly moves out of his lap and fixes her shirt, sighing in disappointment. Half Sack kisses her gently before getting up and grabbing the paperwork. "I'll call you later, okay?"
She smiles teasingly as she walks back over to the desk. "Okay, Kip. And if you don't, I'll kick your bike so hard there will be a permanent size 8 shoe print."
He nods, kissing her forehead softly before walking back out to the garage. She sits back down at the desk and continues her paperwork, waiting for her mother to return.
The frenzied honking out front makes her walk over to the doorway, seeing her mother drive up to the clubhouse honking continually. Honey frowns and walks over to her mom as Clay and Jax come out to meet her.
Gemma glances at her daughter before looking at Jax. "I tried calling, no one picked up. Wendy's at the hospital, stupid junkie whore overdosed."
Honey gasps softly as Jax stares at his mom in disbelief. "The baby?"
"I don't know, they just took her to the hospital."
Honey watches as Jax strolls off in a hurry, Clay going back inside to inform the others. Gemma glances at Honey. "You coming, baby girl?"
Honey nods, grabbing her purse from the office and getting into her mother's car.