***Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Sons. All rights got to Kurt Sutter and FX. I only own JessAnn and Trisha, and the Ivy League of the Phoenix.***

Trisha was sitting on the hood of one of the cars in the lot looking at the entrance to the parking lot. Tatiana said they would be there today. Just when Trisha was moving to get off the car, three Suburban's pulled into the lot. Trisha hopped off the car and went to meet the approaching Suburban's.

The three cars pulled off to the side. Out of the first one came three women all around 5'7". Out of the second one came two women around 5'7" as well and one man around 6'3". Trisha walked over to the third and final car. The door opened and a woman stepped out. She stood around 5'6". She had back length blond hair. She had on a pair of black leather pants and a black tank top.

"Trisha," said the woman.

"Tatiana," said Trisha.

"Where is she?" asked Tatiana.

"The dorm room," said Trisha.

"Stay here," said Tatiana.

Tatiana started walking towards the club house. The large man followed her with the two women following him. Tatiana completely ignored every member of the Sons when she walked into the club house. She weaved her way through the building until she found the room Trisha had indicated to. With out knocking, Tatiana walked in.

"JessAnn?" said Tatiana walking in.

JessAnn sat up in the bed and nodded.

The man closed door behind the two women and started to unpack his things. It was tattoo equipment.

"I am Tatiana. I am in charge of the Ivy League of the Phoenix here in California. I am here to help you," said Tatiana inspecting JessAnn's face. "He sure did a number on you, didn't he. No worries. He will be dealt with soon enough. This is Marco. He does all of our tattoos. I figured since I would be here and you would be too, there was no time like the present to get you inked up."

Tatiana smiled and sat down on the bed. "Now, where to put it," she said looking at JessAnn. "Lift up your shirt."

JessAnn pulled up the shirt. She had it no farther than the bottom of her rib cage when Tatiana gasped. JessAnn stopped moving. Tatiana took the shirt from JessAnn's hand and finished pulling it over her head. There were bruises all over JessAnn's' left side.

"My lord, he did a real number on you," said Tatiana running her fingers over the bruises. "Looks like the torso is out of the question. Calf, it is then."

Tatiana handed JessAnn her shirt back and told JessAnn to prop her leg up on the table Marco had set up. They spent two hours in the dorm room tattooing the Phoenix on JessAnn.

Tatiana finally walked out of the room saying something to Marco and the two girls and handing him some money. Marco and the two women left. Tatiana looked over the crowd of men in front of her until she spotted the men she was looking for.

"Clay, Jax, Tig," was all Tatiana said before walking back into the dorm room.

All three men stood and went into the room. Tatiana was sitting in the only chair in the room while JessAnn was still on the bed. This time she had a bandage on her leg covering her new tattoo. Clay closed the door behind him and locked it.

"Darby sure did a number on her," said Tatiana. "Shirt."

JessAnn sat up and pulled her shirt over her head, once again revealing her bruises. Tig tried to control his anger, but was failing miserably.

"Holy shit," said Jax. "How old are you?"

"Twenty," said JessAnn.

"Damn," said Jax.

"What is your plan Clay?" asked Tatiana as JessAnn put her shirt on again.

"Do away with him once and for all," said Clay.

"Easy, but how. I highly doubt Hale will agree to open warfare between the Sons and the Nords," said Tatiana.

"What do you suggest?" asked Clay leaning against the door.

"Let my girls do it," said Tatiana with a wicked grin.

"I almost forgot what the Phoenix do," grinned Clay. "They have one chance. If they can't do it, open warfare. Whether Hale likes it or not."

"Deal," said Tatiana standing to shake Clay's hand.

Clay opened the door and him, Tatiana, and Jax left, leaving Tig and JessAnn alone. Tig closed the door behind Jax and walked over to the bed.

"Why…didn't you tell me about those?" asked Tig.

"I look horrible enough as it is," said JessAnn.

"Come here," said Tig pulling JessAnn into his lap. "For us to help you, we have to know what all he did to you. Is there anything else?"

"No," said JessAnn.

"Okay," said Tig rubbing JessAnn's arm. "Sleep."

He set JessAnn back on the bed, instead of rolling away from him, she pulled him down on the bed with her.

"I never get to do this with you anymore," said JessAnn draping her arm across his chest.

"I wont go anywhere," said Tig wrapping his arm around her shoulders.