Authors Note: Sorry I've taken so long in updating. This is the final chapter of Burying the Hatchet. Also, sorry for making this one so short and this story mentions a part in another fic of mine called "Lunacy Meets Anarchy". Christine's background is in my profile. I'd also like to thank El Chacal for helping me out with this fic.

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Chapter 3

SAMCRO Clubhouse, Chapel

"The beginning is always a good place." replied Sam as he lit a Marlboro. Tig took the ice pack off his eye before he pulled out his wallet. Taking a picture from it, he slid it over to the bruised Club Chaplin. Sam picked it up and looked at it closely. It was picture of Tig laying on a couch with a large German Sheppard laying on top of him. He suddenly realized who it was. It was the girl who had saved Tig's ol lady's life, all those years ago back in '98. It was the girl who could turn into a German Sheppard, and was nicknamed Missy.

"This is about Christine, isn't it?" he asked, looking up from the photo.

Tig took a heavy breath and said, "Yeah."

He slid the photo back to him and asked, "What happened to her?"

"I'll tell ya what happened, seeing how she was my ol' lady." said Kozik, who was looking at Tig, who had removed his right wrist band and was rubbing a tattoo on his inner wrist. It read "C.M.C." in black script.

"Go right ahead, Koz. What happened to her that made Tig hate your guts?"

"It happened back in '01. Tig was in jail for that Oregon thing. I had taken Missy and Bellatrix out to Oakland, to show them some good eating up there." he said before taking a deep breath.

"Take your time, Kozik, but not too much time." said Sam.

"I'll tell you what happened! That Bitch Emily O'Neal showed up, Kozik grabbed Bella and left Missy to die!" yelled Tig. The yell was so loud that Sam was unsure of whether or not the sound proof room would hold it in.

"Tig, I'm going to need to ask you not to interrupt again, unless you wish for Hank to send you home to Bellatrix in more then one piece." replied Sam coolly. "Kozik, start talking."

"Sam, Tig is right on some areas. That bitch did show up and I was forced to leave, but I had no choice in the matter, that's for damn sure. Missy banished me and Bellatrix back to Charming before we could do anything. She nearly beat O'Neal, but she was killed by her damn Banshee scream!" yelled Kozik, who had gotten out of his seat, before Vince sat him back down.

"That's Bullshit, you coward! You left her to die!" yelled Tig who had to be restrained by Hank to keep from lunging forward at Kozik.

"Why would I leave her if I was about to ask her to marry me then?" demanded Kozik.

"Whoa. Calm down boys. What did I miss here?" asked Sam.

"Before O'Neal showed up, I was about to ask Missy to marry me. You want proof? This is the engagement ring I was going to use!" yelled Kozik before pulling out a ring box from his cut and opening it. Inside was a golden lady biker ring that was covered in dust from not having been out. It was indeed an engagement ring.

"You know how O'Neal was working with Stahl? When we finally got both Stahl and Jimmy O, do you know what she told me inside my mind? You want to know what she said about my girl? She was three weeks pregnant when she died! Why the Hell would I abandon her if I knew?" yelled Kozik. This seemed to calm Tig down and brought confusion to his face, along with possible sadness.

"I think I've heard enough. Tig, it was not Kozik's fault that Missy was killed. He didn't abandon her by choice. Missy forced him and Bellatrix away so that they could live and to keep them safe. Kozik, is there anyway that you can confirm your story so Tig will believe you?" asked Sam calmly.

"Bellatrix was there. Ask her."

"I will, Kozik. You can count on that. If she says anything different then what you've just told me, I will strip you of your patch, burn the ink off your skin and kill you." Growled Tig.

"Tig, if Kozik is lying, I will gladly help you bury the body." said Hank.

"The next vote is tomorrow night, Tig. You have to make your decision by then." Said Sam, bringing the meeting to an end.

The Next Day, SAMCRO Clubhouse, Chapel, 5:00 P.M.

"First off, I'd like to welcome back Half Sack from New York. How was it?" asked Clay as he began the meeting.

"It was great. Spider and the boys are well." replied Half Sack as he took his place to the left of Bobby.

"Now that that's settled, I'd like to welcome three of our Nomad Brothers, Sam, Vince and Hank. They were called in to resolve a conflict. I assume everything went well, Sharky?"

"Hopefully, we were able to, Clay. We're about to find out right now." Replied Sam from his spot at the back. Since he, Vince and Hank weren't members of SAMCRO, they had opted to sit at the back of the room, next to Kozik and Happy.

"Alright, now on to our order of business for tonight. We need to decide if Kozik is going to patch in to SAMCRO or not…" started Clay but he was interrupted by Tig.

"Clay, before we begin, can you do me a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Instead of going from you to me, can you go from you to Jax and so forth. I need to put my mind at ease and I'd like to be the last vote." replied Tig as he fiddled with his lighter.

Clay was a bit surprised at the request but said, "I say Yay to Kozik patching in."

The 'Yay's' continued all across the table and it finally came to Tig, who was still fiddling with his lighter. He looked right at Kozik and said, "Before I give you my vote, I have something to say to you, Kozik. I talked to my Ol' Lady last night. She confirmed your story. For all of the hate that I've given you and forcing you to move out to Tacoma, as much as it pains me to say this, I'm sorry."

Kozik's face brightened slightly as Tig continued, "Now, on to whether or not I'll let you into SAMCRO."

Tig finally lit a cigarette, looked him right in the eye and said, "If you screw up once, I won't need an excuse to kick you out of SAMCRO."

He turned to Clay and said, "Patch him in already."

As the words left his mouth, the entire room erupted into applause and became a standing ovation. Clay pulled the two SAMCRO patches along with a 'Sons of Anarchy' patch from a box under the table, along with a needle and thread and walked up to Kozik and said, "Welcome Home, Brother."

Without delay, Kozik had taken his Tacoma Patches off of his cut and had sewed his new ones on. Then, as a fellow brother in the charter and for the first time since Missy died, Tig walked up to Kozik and gave him a manly bear hug.

"I'm sorry Brotha. I really am." said Tig.

"Thanks bro." replied Kozik.

Tig then turned to Sam and said, "Sorry about the bruised eye."

"No problem, Tig. Glad I could help." the SoA Chaplin replied.

7 days later, Angel Ink Tattoo Shop, 4:00 P.M.

Sam, Vince and Hank walked into the tattoo shop and put their cuts on the coat hanger.

"Oh, children! We're home!" called out Sam. The shop was still relatively empty and only Caleb was in the receptionist desk. Sam immediately realized something was wrong.

"Ghost, where's Snake Doctor?" asked Vince.

The devilish grin on Caleb's face said it all. Sam sighed and asked, "What did you do to him?"

"Tied him up with Duct tape and made him watch Twilight while you boys were gone." he replied with a smile.

"May I ask what he did to warrant such a fate?"

"He insulted the New Orleans Saints. He said, 'Hey Ghost, I don't know if you've heard, but 'Who Dat' didn't do Dat.'"

Hank replied, "Where is he? I need to go read him the riot act of why you never say that in front of any Coonass worth his saltines."

Fin

Authors Note: I am now proud to say that Burying the Hatchet is now finally done. God bless you all and please, leave a review.