A/N: Borrowed some lines from the show

"Hey! I need to speak to you, now!"

A new juice maybe? A harder juice with a pep in his step? Teeth fastened to his lip as he mean mugs the nazi's? He tells himself that the hard on is cloth on cloth. Not because his bitch has just ordered him around. He should feel insulted. But he doesn't. With a jerk of the head, his nazi brother's are gone. Juice with the upper hand? Who would have thought? He watched his juice sit down. Not shaken or stirred. Under the crappy lighting, Tully's chest fills with rage as as he notices the cut on his lips, the bruising on his cheeks and the stitching arcoss his face. He fights the urge to stroke his cheek.

"What happened here?"

"Lin's friends" Juice said.

"I see they're your friends now. You're still breathing"

"Cause they need me. To get rid of you"

"Clever. Not so clever to tell me" He leans back in his chair, playing with the mint in his mouth. He listens to him, eyes flickering over his mouth. His juice knows that he'll kill him for the club. He's between lin and a hard place. It had to happen. The whole club and his Nazi team knew it had to happen. It didn't need to be discussed. Rats always drowned. Tully still feels an electric shock as the knife is pressed into his palm.

"Just let me finish my pie"

He digs in. Tully's ninety-nine percent sure that juice doesn't like Cherry pie. He smiles as he gags a little, but grinning with every mouthful. Tully summons his gang to his table. He nods, they know, in tune with his leadership. Konsta starts a half arsed argument with the pot bellied race-traitor and punches start flying. His juice pushes himself away from the table with a grunt. Wonders over like he's a high as a kite. Walks to the furthest shadows of the room and waits.

Tully immediately joins him, seduced by fear, wrapped a firm arm around his neck and tenses.

"Make it quick"

"You under-estimate me sweetheart" Tully whispers as he lets him go. Kenny the blue eyed ladies' man tackles one of lin's men to the ground. They don't have to guess what happens as the enemy cries in pain from the wound.

"What the fuck!" Juice yells.

"You're safe, for now" Tully purrs.

"Why?"

"Just get your ass in my bunk, I'll tell all later" Tully said keeping his eyes on Konsta, as he gets lead away to the medical room.