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"What can I do for you this late at night?" Brianna wasn't sure what to do. It was feeling rather awkward for her so she could only imagine how it was for him.

"Well, I was in the neighborhood so I thought I'd stop by to see how you were doing," Chibs was hoping that she would asked him in, but she didn't seem to be in the mood to move from the doorway.

"The neighborhood?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, I was at Jax's house. I saw Tara when she got home and she told us she had just been here with you so I thought I'd come by and see for myself how you're doin."

"I'm doin fine. So now you've seen," Brianna went to shut the door.

"What's goin on Darlin?" Chibs asked. He was surprised she was being so unfriendly with him. She had always been friendly towards him and the boys, well except Tig and Clay, after they came to her bar after she opened it.

"Nothin. But if all you came by for is to see if I was okay, then your business here is done," Brianna was not up for head games or a quick fuck or whatever the fuck it was he wanted of her. She was worried about what Clay would do to him and she had a feeling Tara said something, but he couldn't even find the balls to ask to come in or to have an actual conversation with her? Yeah, she was pissed off at him. After he didn't say anything for a minute, she just shook her head. "Goodbye Filip." With that she shut the door. She turned from the door not bothering to lock it and walked to the stereo and blasted Love, Hate, Sex, Pain by Godsmack.

Chibs stood outside her door with a look of shock on his face. After what Tara had said to him he didn't expect this reaction from her. Fuck, this! Chibs turned from the door and stalked to his bike, he kicked is leg over and just sat there. Women are just so fucking confusing. He turned his head and looked through her window, and saw her pop some pain pills and then throw back a drink that looked a lot like Jack Daniels. Chibs shook his head, got off his bike and walked up to and through the door, not bothering to knock. He went straight to the stereo and hit the power button, throwing the room into silence. "What the fuck is goin on, Darlin?"

"What's going on is you think you can just storm into MY house when ever you damn well please. But you are sadly mistaken biker boy. So why don't you hit that power button again and exit the same way you entered."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what has you so pissed off at me. I want to know what has you taking pain pills with a chaser of whiskey. Darlin', what is goin on with you?"

"You want to know what's going on with me?" She turned to her answering machine and pressed play on it.

"Hello Ms. Cavage, this is Joe's mother. I just wanted to let you know that you should be getting some papers from my attorney giving you notice that my husband and I will be filing for custody of our sons child. I'm calling to ask that you don't fight it. I mean, darling, you don't even live with her."

"That is what has me pissed off. My mother-in-law wants to take my daughter from me. Don't be fooled by what she said. Fuck, she can't even call me Mrs. Joe Teel. She's taking Jamie from me because I was never good enough for her son. Fucking bitch made me marry that asshole before he was deployed and then he left me to live with her until he came back," She gulped the last of her drink before finishing. "But you know what happened Filip? He died. He went and got shot in the head. Not even his fucking platoon knew he was married and had a four-year-old daughter! My in-laws want to take MY daughter and act like she belongs to Joe when she hardly knew her father!" She threw the glass against the wall. "And they have the nerve to file for custody? I've barely even gotten settled into my new place and the school year isn't yet over for her, I wasn't about to take her away, again!" It was like all the anger and frustration was the only thing keeping her on her feet. She flopped down onto the couch and held her head in her hands tears streaming down her face. "I've been here for only three months and already half the town thinks I'm just another pussy for a biker gang. Guess it doesn't matter where you go or what you think of yourself. Everyone sees you for what you really are. Charlotte saw me as nothing more then pussy her son wasn't smart enough to keep from getting knocked up, and this town and half your 'brothers' think I'm nothin but pussy too,"

Chibs stood looking at her. Shocked that anyone would think so little of her that she would be brought to think so little of herself. The woman he saw was a woman that didn't take shit from anyone. A woman that stood for what she believed in and did what was right. Now some woman wanted to take her daughter from her? "I won't let that happen." He sat down next to her and pulled her into his arms. Soon her tears soaked the front of his sweatshirt. "You won't lose your daughter. I won't have you be broken like that."

"What could you possibly do to stop it?" Her voice barely came out as a whisper. She was too afraid to hope that he had some foolproof plan that could help her keep her horrible mother-in-law from taking her daughter.

"Don't worry about it, Darlin'. Just know that Jax and I won't let that happen." Chibs lifted her head up so that he could see her face. "First, this weekend we're going to go pick up your daughter. Meet me at Jax and Tara's place. Don't argue, call your mom first thing in the morning and tell her to call the school. Your daughter can do an independent study and she won't have to start at a new school until next year."

"Thank you." Brianna looked into his eyes, looking for a sign that he was just talking. That he didn't mean a thing he said, but what she saw there shocked her. His eyes were full of worry and…not love, but she was sure given time that, that could change. Before she could second-guess her self, she placed her hands on his face and kissed him. It was suppose to be a quick kiss but before she knew it her arms where wrapped around his neck and his hand was tangled in her hair, while the other wrapped around her waist, pulling her until she straddled his lap.