RECAP: "Tigger, gonna give yeh a shot teh give her." Chibs stated as he bent down to get into his kit
She watched from over Tig's shoulder as the medic got out some shot. She was worried as to what they were injecting her with. Chibs slowly handed the syringe to Tig. In turn, Tig slow turned his body so he could look at and deal with her.
"I need to inject this into your arm. It will calm you down and make you sleep. OK? Chibs needs to clean your wounds again." Tig stated
She merely nodded. While he was talking, he took a hold of her left arm and gently rubbed the spot he'd be injecting the clear liquid into with his thumb. She watched Tig like a hawk as he did as he told her he was going to do. As he pushed the plunger, he told her he would not leave her until Chibs was done cleaning her wounds and checking her out. It didn't take but a few minutes before the girl was out completely. Chibs worked as quickly as he could. [/i]
When Tig emerged from Lilia's room, Juice informed him that he was needed in the Chapel. Tig figured it had to do with the business he, Chibs, and Jax had went on earlier. He wasn't prepared to see Gemma sitting there in Jax's seat. Clay told him to shut the door behind him and have a seat. After shutting the maple wood doors, he took his seat to Clay's right. He looked between Clay and Gemma waiting for someone to speak.
"I had Juice and the prospect clean out Lilia & James' apartment. I've been reading over all the papers they found." Gemma started
"What does this have to do with the club?" Clay asked, clearly annoyed
"Nothing directly to the club I suppose. But it has everything to do with Tigger. You have to understand she's been in an abusive relationship her entire life. I want to reiterate her ENTIRE life. She went from her abusive father straight to her husband. That lifestyle is all that girl's ever known." Gemma retorted
"So." Clay stated
"Since we took away both her father and her husband, she needs someone to... well... tell her what to do." Gemma explained
"Why would she need someone to 'tell' her what to do? She's free now." Tig stated
"Remember, she's always had someone tell her what she could and could not eat, wear, go, watch, everything. For some odd reason, Tig seems to be the one she associates with authority. Whether or not you want it, Tigger, she's your responsibility." Gemma stated
"Tig? An 'authority-father figure'? Now that's funny!" Clay retorted
"You've seen it. She won't eat until Tig gives her permission to. She wouldn't come out of the bathroom until Tig told her to. There's more to her than just that. I've been reading over her medical history and the like." Gemma said
"She's totally freaked out. Wouldn't even let Chibs near her earlier. We had to drug her before Chibs could look her over. What else did you find?" Tig asked
"She's had a kid. When she was 14. I'm not sure what happened to the kid after Lilia gave birth. But she was still in the custody of her father then." Gemma said
"Her father knocked her up?!" Tig exclaimed, clearly appalled
Tig Trager didn't find much appalling. It's what made him so good at his job.
"I'm certain but he could have been pimping her out so we'll never really know. All I can tell you is she gave birth when she was 14. On top of all the other injuries she's sustained over the years. That girl is beyond broken." Gemma sadly replied
"Hmmm, I'll have Juice do a little more research then. I guess for now Tig she's all yours." Clay stated uneasily
Gemma gave him a sad smile as Clay lit a cigar. Tig's mind was racing. He knew she had been in an abusive relationship including her father. He never expected things to be as bad as it seemed they were. Gemma was right, the girl wouldn't eat until Tig told her to or gave her permission. He wasn't entirely sure what had transpired today but knew he would have to deal with the aftermath of it.
'What exactly does that mean?' Tig thought to himself as he sat there contemplating the information he'd just been given. If she chose him to be her... uh... guardian? supervisor? master?... whatever she needed him to be then he would have to figure out how to deal with her.
"You should probably give her guidelines." Gemma stated
"Guidelines?" Tig questioned, obviously confused
"You know, tell her what she should do each day. Or give her chores or something. Remember she's had someone telling her what to do her whole life. She's not going to do very well without that kind of structure right away. It's going to take time." Gemma replied
"What should I tell her then?" Tig stated, still trying to process what Gemma was asking him to do
"Anything really. Have her do your laundry. Clean your dorm. Shit like that." Clay piped up
"I guess." Tig uncertainly replied
"I'll find you a book that might help." Gemma stated before standing up
"Thanks, Gem!" He smiled
Clay nodded, silently telling Tig to get back to work. Tig went to check on the frightened young woman first. He found her still under the effects of the shot he had been forced to give her earlier. At least she wasn't in pain or freaking out over his brothers! Shutting her door, he finally got back to work on a very stubborn Mitsubishi Mirage. He was all greasy by the end of the "work day" but he had finally fixed the Mirage. He went to his dorm room to get a shower and clean up. He found a book had been tossed onto his bed when he arrived. Looking at it, he knew Gemma had bought it for him to look over. Maybe it would help him deal with Lilia better.