AN: Sorry I realized I had misspelled Stahl's name in chapter 1. Thanks for the follows and fave! I love getting reviews so keep them coming!

Kat smiled at Gemma, hugging the woman. "Thanks Gem. It's good to be home." She stepped out of Gemma's embrace, bumping into Chibs, she nearly fell backwards. His arms went around her waist, steadying her. "Sorry!" She smiled at him.

He smiled back at her. "Easy. Can I give you a ride somewhere?" She would be staying at her childhood home, she had a cleaning crew come in and take care of it last week.

"I can take a cab..." She didn't want to trouble anyone, she was sure if Stall knew of the offer of the ride, she would want her to jump on it. She wasn't ready to start, working yet. She was going to decline the offer again but Gemma spoke up for the both of them.

"Don't be ridiculous Katerina, let him give you a ride. Your car should be ready tomorrow."

Chibs took her hand, leading her back to the tow truck, helping her inside before going to the driver's side. She noticed that her suitcase was already in the truck, she smiled at him. "Pretty sure of yourself?"

"I can't resist a damsel in distress!" He smiled at her. Rolling her eyes at him, she let out a laugh, giving him the address, she leaned her head back while he drove her home. He pulled into the drive of her house, she smiled at him as she climbed out of the truck. A storm had started to roll through, she was gathering her things, she was struggling to get her suitcase out. His hand closed over hers. "I've got it."

She went to the front door, unlocking it and going inside, he followed her inside. She sat her things by the door, he sat her suitcase down. "Thank you for giving me a ride home, and helping me inside."

"I was happy to help you." She knew she must look like a hot mess, nice way to make an impression on him. "I need to get back to the shop. I'll call you tomorrow about your car."

"Thank you." She walked him to the door, locking it behind him. Leaning against it, she jerked when there was a knock on the door, pulling it open, Chibs was standing on her doorstep.

"Can I take you out for dinner tonight? I can pick you up at six?"

He was making it too easy for, she had a job to do. "I'd like that, see you then." Shutting the door, she dragged her suitcase to the bedroom, unpacking her suitcase she went to take a shower and tried to warm up. She sat down on her bed, looking at a picture of her grandfather, now that she was home, she didn't have to hide her connection, in fact it would help her get close to the club.

She missed her grandfather, he hadn't been in her life since she was eight, that's when her mother married Isiah Davenport. Three months after they got married, he adopted Katerina, and forbid her to see her grandfather. He didn't approve of the life that he lead, when Kat was ten, he was killed. She was devastated, she wasn't allowed to mourn or go to the funeral. She was told that he no longer existed, theretofore there was no one to mourn. Isaiah had covered up the past, and any connection there was to Kat's grandfather to the family, burring it so deep that no one could discover it or so he thought.

She only had pictures of him, because she had found them in the attic after her parents died, her mother must have hidden them. She glanced at her watch, her eyes widened, it was a quarter til six. Time had gotten away from her, she got up from the bed, pulling out a pair of jeans, and black button up shirt, she quickly got dressed. She let her hair flow down her back, and applied a light layer of make up. Pulling on a pair of boots, she gave herself a once over in the mirror, before leaving the room.

The door bell rang, right at six, he was right on time, she walked to the door pulling it open. It was still raining, he was leaning against the door frame, smiling at her. "Are you ready to go?"

She smiled at him, grabbing her purse. "I'm ready." Locking the door, she walked out with him, to a truck. He opened the door for her, she hadn't expected him to be a gentlemen. Sliding in the seat, the door shut behind her, she watched him run around to the driver's side jumping in, closing the door. Smiling at her, he pulled out of her drive, heading towards the center of town.

"I hope you like Italian."

"That sounds wonderful." Hearing her phone ring, she rolled her eyes, wanting to ignore the call, she was going to let it go to voicemail. Chibs lifted his eyebrow at her, smiling again.

"Do you need to get that?" He nodded towards her purse.

Biting her bottom lip, she shook her head. "It's not important." Reaching into her purse, she put her phone on silent, seeing that Stahl had called her. She'd call the bitch back later, if she didn't back off, Kat couldn't do her job. Dropping her phone back in her purse, she focused back on Chibs. She had her doubts about Stahl's plans, it could easily get her killed.

She pushed her doubts out of her mind, she had to if she wanted to survive. He pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, finding a parking spot they went inside. Sitting at the table, they were looking over the menu, the waiter came to the table, he made some rude comments in Italian. He was smiling as he did it, Chibs didn't understand him, Katerina spoke perfect Italian.

She threw her glass of water in his face, then ripped off Italian back to him. Chibs sat in his chair looking dumbfounded, looking at her. She demanded to speak to the owner, he came to the table. She again spoke in Italian, explaining what the waiter had said. He had basically insulted Chibs, and told Katerina what he wanted to do to her.

The owner dismissed the waiter, and their meal would be free. Once she was seated again, Chibs looked at her again. "What was that about?"

"Our waiter was rude, and leave it at that." She smiled at him, as a new waiter brought them a salad.

She saw the look on his face change to anger, he touched her hand. "What did he say?"

Closing her eyes, she didn't want to tell him, but she knew it would draw him in if she did. "That you were old and broken, and couldn't possibly please me. That he could bend me over the table and show you how it's done." She watched him clinch his jaw, he pulled his hand away from hers. She looked down at the table, thinking she had screwed up telling him.

"Were you going to tell me what he said?"

She looked down at her lap. "I didn't see the point...it was mean and spiteful." She felt his hand on her chin, lifting it up, to look at him.

"Thank you, I don't think anyone has ever taken up for me before." She smiled at him. his hand dropped away. They finished their meal, without anymore issues, it was still raining when they left the restaurant. He pulled into her drive, getting out of the truck, he met her at the door. He pushed the hair from her face, he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her.

A cool breeze was blowing, she shivered he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him, kissing her again. She broke off the kiss, looking up at him. "Thank you for dinner." She turned to unlock her door.

"You're welcome." He leaned down, trailing kisses along her jawline, his hands cupping her face. She pulled back, opening the door, looking up at him.

"Good night." She shut the door, locking it. Leaning against it, she couldn't go to far, or cross too many lines. She head the truck start up and leave, pulling out her phone, she had ten missed calls from Stahl. Rolling her eyes, she took her phone and went to her room.

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Changing into her pajamas, she dialed Stahl's number, waiting for her to answer. "Where the hell have you been Davenport?"

"Doing my job! You're going to blow my cover if you don't leave me alone!" She heard Stahl exhale. If the bitch didn't stop breathing down her back, she'd be too nervous to do her job thoroughly. "I will contact you when I have something."

"I will end your career, if you double cross me!" She cut her off before she could go on with her tirade. Laying back in her bed, she wished she had never gone to work for the FBI. Her parents had been thrilled when she went east for college, she majored in psychology, then went on to the FBI Academy. She worked on the east coast mainly, for the first three years.

She then got a job with the Behavioral Analyst Unit, she traveled all over the place helping solve crimes. Until five years ago, when a case got to be too much for her, she retired from field work and became an instructor. She wiped away her tears, thinking about that case, it still haunted her to this day. Maybe she should let June end it all.

Seeing her phone light up, she frowned at the unknown number. "Hello."

"It's Chibs."

She smiled. "Since I did take up for you tonight, tell me your real name."

"It's Filip."

"What can I do for you Filip?"

"Tomorrow, I can pick you up when your car is ready."

"I'd like that. Just give me a call, and let me know when you're on your way over."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow. Good night."

"Goodnight." Smiling you curl up in bed, and go to sleep.

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The next morning, she woke up at six-thirty, pulling on work-out clothes, she stretched out and went for a run. She'd worked up a good sweat, running through the streets of Charming. She was rounding a corner, when man stepped out in front of her, blocking her path. She tried to go around him, but he continued to move in front of her, she looked up at the man.

"Hey pretty lady, where you running to?" She looked him over, seeing his tattoos. Rolling her eyes, taking in the Aryan ink, she didn't have time for this shit. He ran his hands over her arms, she shivered in disgust. Stepping around him, she started to run again, he wrapped his arms around her dragging her towards the alleyway. She threw her head back, busting his nose, she was dropped on the ground.

She kicked him in the shins, rolling to her feet, she took a defensive stand, ready to fight him. He pulled a knife out, she rolled her eyes as he came towards him. She heard the roar of bikes coming towards her, the Aryan slashed the knife towards her. She grabbed his wrist, twisting it, until it snapped, the knife dropping to the ground.

Shoving him to the ground, she kicked him in the ribs, hearing the bikes stop, she heard her name being called. Turning around she found Chibs and Jax standing next to her. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Jax pulled her into a hug. "I'll be dammed Katerina Davenport!"

"Hey Jax!" She pulled away, looking over at Chibs' puzzled look.

"Chibs, this is Katerina Davenport, her grandpa was First Nine."