"You fuck this up for me and I swear I will fucking kill you."

His harsh words echoed in her head all night. She tossed and turned for awhile before he kicked her out of bed and made her sleep on the floor. It wasn't comfortable at all but she knew better than to try and slip back into bed. The last time she made that mistake she couldn't see out of one eye for nearly a week. She tried very hard to not invoke that kind of rage again. She wasn't sure why he wanted into this motorcycle club so badly, he'd only bought his bike 6 months ago, right before they moved to Charming, and had only been riding a month before that.

Once the alarm clock read 5:45am, she got up from the uncomfortable spot on the floor and silently made her way into the kitchen to start breakfast. He would need to be at the shop before 7 and he still needed to shower and stuff. Lilia was trying to make sure his day started out as good as she possibly could, so he wouldn't come home in a foul mood. She was making his favorite: western omelette, bacon, with biscuits & gravy. She had gotten the coffee going as soon as she'd gotten up.

She was working on the bacon & gravy when she heard the shower turn on. He would be ready to go soon and she tried to hurry up with breakfast. As she was setting his plate down at his place, he wandered into the dining room dressed and ready to go. He eyed her suspiciously before sitting down. His steaming cup of coffee wasn't "good enough" so he threw the cup of black liquid at her face making her scream in pain. He just laughed as he ate his breakfast. Lilia rushed to the bathroom to try and soothe her burning face. Lucky for her it didn't appear to bad, as long as she kept the cool wash rag over her stinging face and applied some aloe vera to it about once an hour.

"I don't know when I'll be home tonight. Make tuna and leave it in the fridge for me. Beer better e cold. Here's a list of chores and any money you might need. I expect change. You better be on your best behavior while I'm gone." He stated before heading outside and hopping on his bike

Hearing the loud Harley Davidson motorcycle roar to life always eased a bit of her stress because for the moment she was safe from his wrath. While he was gone, he couldn't torment or hurt her. Well, until he returned that is. She figured she should get out and run the errands while she was still allowed to leave the house. Her face was still red and stinging but she would have to deal with it while she did what she was told to do. She could pay all their bills through the drive thru but she would have to get out and go into the actual store to do their grocery shopping. Sighing after she parked the car, she finally grabbed her purse and headed inside.

What she didn't realize was that she was being followed. She kept looking around making sure her husband wasn't following her to check up on her. Lilia was always like this when she went out in public without him. She was so nervous someone would see through her and see all the scars, bruises, and marks. The whole idea of someone finding out her secret absolutely mortified her. She shopped as quickly as she could so she could get back to the "safety" of their home. Once she had all the groceries put away, she applied more aloe vera to her still stinging face. With any luck her face wouldn't scar from the hot coffee.

While she was scrubbing their house once more from top to bottom, the man trailing her made his way back to the Queen Bee to report his findings. He pulled into the Teller-Morrow garage and parked his bike. Her husband was following some of the other mechanics as he learned the ins & outs of how the shop worked. The office door flew open and she stood there looking at him. He immediately made his way over to where she stood.

"Well?" Gemma asked

"He left the house and she scrambled around to get dressed. Her face looked red when she left the house and she appeared to be in pain. She looked around in the store like she was nervous or paranoid. She seems very jumpy or high-strung." He reported

"Her face was red? Just one spot?" Gemma questioned

"No Ma'am, her whole face. Like someone threw hot oil or grease or something at her." He explained

"Go back to work." Gemma ordered before retreating back into her office

Gemma stood in her office and watched through the windows as the new prospect was shown how things were run. Clay seemed to like the guy as did her son. Something was off with him and his wife. Why would she be so jumpy or paranoid? Where they hiding from someone? Where they running from something? Have they gotten themselves into trouble and now bringing it to SAMCRO? The possibilities were endless until she had more information. For now, though, she would keep her distance and try to keep him at arms reach. She didn't want him getting too much information on their endeavors.

She walked out to the picnic tables and asked Tig to get the new prospect. He took a long drag of his cigarette before strolling over to where said man was standing. She sitting back down at her desk when she heard a knock at the door. She looked up to see him standing there looking at her. Giving him a smile, she nodded towards a seat.

"You wanted to see me, Ma'am?" He asked

"Please, call me Gemma. I was wondering if you would ask your wife if she would do me a favor?" Gemma asked

"Um, sure." He nervously replied

"Would you ask her if she would do some baking for me for an upcoming fundraiser? It would be a great help to me!" Gemma said, more telling him than asking him

"Uh, absolutely. She's a great baker. Can we do anything else?" He stated

Gemma sensed he wasn't very comfortable with the idea of his wife being around her alone but wasn't going to say anything.

"Thank you. If you come back by after work I'll have a list of everything I need her to bake." Gemma stated

"Ok. Do you need anything else, Gemma?" He asked

"No, that's all. You can go back to work now." She told him as she turned back to the stack of paperwork on her desk

Out of the corner of her eye she watched him walk out of her office. She was sure if she got to spend some time with the prospects wife she would get the information she needed. Sitting back thinking she couldn't help but wonder why he was wanting in the club. What happened to the girl's face? Why was she so jumpy? Why did they move to Charming? All these questions, and more, Gemma wanted answers to!