The next morning Jax was pounding on her front door. He was about to call Juice to check their cameras to make sure she was alright. Chibs had given her all the meds she needed, including the painkillers, so he was a bit worried about her. Knocking louder than before, he hoped to wake her up. He'd promised Clay he would bring her by so they could meet and talk about a few things. As he was taking his phone out of his pocket, the door squeaked open. Looking up, his jaw dropped.

She was wearing a cute little white belly tank and a set of pink lacey boy shorts that barely covered her ass. Her hair was flying in all directions and he could tell she literally just rolled out of bed. She simply turned and walked back into her living room so he was quick to follow and shut the door behind him. It was nearly 9 o'clock now and he needed to get to the shop. He followed her into the kitchen where she was haphazardly making coffee.

"Good mornin' Darlin'." Jax stated

"Mmmm." Was her only reply

He smiled even though she couldn't see it. Although he was trying to be good, he couldn't help but notice just how toned her legs & ass were. His eyes roamed up and down just drinking in her petite frame as she stumbled back towards her bedroom. Once the coffee was done, he poured two cups. As he was fixing his cup, she emerged from her bedroom and this time she was fully dressed in a pair of ripped to hell jeans, black tank, and black & white Adidas.

"Clay is anxious to meet you." Jax stated as she took a sip of her coffee

"You're not leading me to my death are you?" She questioned, eyes twinkling, as she looked at him

He was shocked!

"What?! Why on Earth would you ask that?" He questioned

"I've heard rumors about motorcycle clubs. Nothing personal." She replied

He grinned before asking if she was ready to head out. With nothing else to do, having a week off from work to recover, she nodded. He rode his Dyna while she followed him in her Mustang. Much to her surprise, it wasn't far from her house to where the blond was leading her. When they pulled in, at first it just looked like an ordinary mechanics shop. After she parked and climbed out she started looking around.

She noticed the long line of motorcycles and then the large building at the back of the property. She walked towards Jax who was standing by his bike. He was talking with another man wearing the same leather vests as all the other guys she'd met so far. The VP turned to see where Kalila was at and found her mere feet from them. He flashed her that Teller grin before asking her to follow him.

All these bikers staring at her was making her uncomfortable. Her defenses were up and she was ready to fight at the slightest sign of trouble. Although she had opened up to Jax, she wasn't really trusting of the rest of them. Of course she'd never really trusted people who hung out in large groups like this. Someone told Jax Clay was waiting for them in the Chapel. She wondered where on Earth they stored a church in this building!

"Glad you could make it." The elder man stated as they entered the room

Jax told her to have a seat as he walked around the table and had a seat to the other man's immediate left. She took the seat to the man's right as Jax introduced the pair. He asked her to tell Clay about herself. She looked at the blond funny but he just smiled warmly at her. He was reassuring, in his glance at least, so she decided to trust the blond man. With a deep breath she began to tell Clay all about her childhood. He sat there listening to what she told him trying to figure out how to best to use her.

Clay just nodded most of the time while puffing on his cigar. He wanted to know how she had come to be such a fighter. She explained about the gentleman who had taken her under his wing and taught her all about martial arts. The Patriarch just nodded silently.

"Give me a reason why I should trust you." Clay stated

It took them both by surprise when she started laughing. Who the fuck was this guy to ask her to give HIM a reason why he should trust her? Clay just started at her while Jax sort of smirked.

"I don't rightly give a fuck if you trust me or not. Frankly I don't trust a single one of you. How do I know that once my back is turned you lot won't put a bullet in my head for the fucking fun of it?" She demanded

Clay looked at her in disbelief. Was this woman for real?

"We don't hurt women. Or children." Clay retorted

"Pardon me if you haven't given me a reason to trust you." She countered, crossing her arms across her chest

"What do you want from us?" Clay asked

Once again she began laughing.

"You're the fuckers who won't leave ME alone." She stated

"Like I told the guys last night, we all started out on the wrong foot. I think we can all be friends. Trust is built so let's all work on that. I did have to tell her about that rival club who's keeping an eye on her. Why don't you go into more detail about that." Jax stated, trying to ease the rising tension

"There's a rival biker club that just moved into town around the same time you did. We're pretty sure they're the ones pushing meth in Charming. For some reason they're keeping tabs on you but we haven't figured out why yet." Clay stated before taking a puff of his cigar

She just looked at the older man waiting for him to tell her something that Jax hadn't already.

"We're sure the three bikers from your class are part of that rival club. Personally I'm curious as to why they're taking your class. You're being tailed most of time so it's not for keeping tabs on you. What can you tell us about them?" Clay stated

"Not much really. They were some of the first to join the class. Sometimes they arrive late and they always bolt right after class." Kalila shrugged

"They got pushy the other day." Jax stated

"Oh yeah. They seem to be impatient about what I'm teaching." Kalila stated

"Impatient? Explain." Clay stated

"It's like I'm not teaching enough fast enough for them or something." She thoughtfully replied, "The owner, Don, and I have been talking about splitting the classes into four skill levels. Those guys would be booted into the 'Intermediate' category."

"Interesting. Listen, we don't anyone pushing drugs in our town. Somehow you're in the middle of all this shit even if you don't wanna be. Help us figure out what's going on." Clay stated

"And why should I do that?" Kalila questioned, crossing her arms across her chest

"It's mutually beneficial. We get these drug-pushing assholes out of our town and you lose whatever threat they are posing to you." Clay stated

She looked between Clay and Jax as she thought about what he had said. If these bikers were right, she would probably need help in dealing with them. She'd never had anyone "tailing her" or "keeping tabs on her" before. Perhaps helping them would be best for her after all. Jax watched as she thought about what they'd discussed. He really hoped she would stick around town although he didn't really know why.

"Alright. What exactly do you want me to do?" Kalila asked

Her voice had softened and didn't sound so defensive. At least to Jax.

"I think just doing what you've been doing is best. Try to get them to open up at the studio. See if you can listen in to any of their conversations to catch anything of importance." Jax immediately piped up

"Doesn't sound too bad. I'll come to you with any information I acquire." Kalila stated

"We'll keep you safe and hopefully out of the line of fire." Clay added

She agreed as she looked between the pair. Clay gave the young woman a friendly smile as they all stood up from this little meeting. She wasn't sure getting "in bed" with a biker gang was a good idea but for now, she was going to give Jax a little trust and see where this goes. She followed the bikers out of the room. Bobby watched her carefully as she walked out of the clubhouse to her car. The Financial Officer was still a bit suspicious of her but he was keeping his mouth shut for the time being.

As Jax caught up to Kalila, he told her he would drive her home. She still wasn't 100% and, although she'd never tell anyone this, she really did need to take it easy and get some rest. The ride to her house was spent in silence. He waited for her to open the door before walking in. Nothing appeared out of place but he would be doing a search after she laid down. He watched as she slipped out of her shoes, left them by the front door, and then headed down the hall to her bedroom.

"I guess you're sticking around?" She stated when she saw him enter

"Yeah. You just get some rest, OK?" He replied, leaning against the doorframe to her bedroom

She didn't really like having people in her house that she didn't trust. The pills she just took coupled with shoulder made her very sleepy. Stretching out on her bed, she relaxed and drifted off into sleep. After Jax left her bedroom, he began searching the house. The bugs they had planted were there as they should be. There were no other bugs that he could see and no signs that anyone had broken in.

Once he was satisfied the house was safe, he headed out to the backyard to check that out. There were no signs anyone had been snooping around or even in the backyard. Those other bikers may be keeping an eye on her but they hadn't been snooping around her home yet. Jax headed back inside and got settled on the couch. Clay knew to call him if he was needed so he wasn't worried.