WARNINGS: This is total slash, so if you have a problem with it turn back now. AND if you are UNDER 18, naughty, naughty.

Beta: None. WILL have spelling and grammar mistakes. (Please don't complain as I've just warned you.)

Sex: Yes - Male/Male

Swearing: Absolutely. (This is sons of anarchy) Along with some derisive terms that aren't meant to offend.

I'm still having a bit of trouble with Word at the moment, so if there are more Spelling and Grammar mistakes than usual, forgive me.

Kozik sat at the bar, his head in his hand. It had been two days and Tig still hadn't answered his calls. He was more than tempted to head back to Charming to have it out with the man, except for the fact he had a shipment to wait for. So he did the only thing he could do, he waited and drank.

"Hey,"

Kozik turned too looked at his old friend Tom. "Hey."

"Just got off the phone with Marco. Some shits gone down at Samcro, Club got shot up. Thought you'd want to know."

""What? When?" Kozik asked, staring up at the other man with wide concerned eyes.

"Few hours ago. As far as I know everyone's fine."

Kozik nodded. "I better just go check in." he excused himself and headed for the back rooms, pulling his phone out of his pocket at he went. It rang out as usual.

"Leave a message."

"Fuck it Tig, pick up. I want to know what's happening. I'm giving you ten to call me back then I'm calling Jax! You get me!" he snapped the phone closed and leant back against the wall, cursing the racing of his heart and the fear in his gut.

It was nine minutes before his phone rang. Kozik answered it like it was on fire. "Tig?"

"I'm fine. We're all fine. - Call you later."

"No! Don't you dare hang up on me."

There was silence. Kozik was sure he'd been ignored.

"I've got shit to do."

Kozik released a deep painful breath. "Fine. - But your alright."

"I'm in one piece."

"Okay. - Please call me later. When you can talk. - We need to talk."

There was another long silence before Tig finally spoke. "Sure." then the line went dead.

Kozik dropped back against the wall and took a breath, waiting for his pound heart to calm down and his fear to subside. Sure that Tig was going to be the death of him.

~TIKOZI~

Tig hung up the phone with a wary sigh. He knew he should have called Kozik straight away, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He wasn't going to deny he was still pissed at the guy. At least he had enough shit to take his mind off everything.

"You ready sweetheart?" Gemma asked as she met him at her car.

"Anytime you are." he smiled.

They headed back to her place in silence and Tig helped her collect the stuff Gemma needed for the Fundraiser.

"Hey, Gem. I'll take that."

"Thanks."

"Hey, what happened to Chaney?" he asked, glancing at the birdcage and the new bird.

"Heart attack."

"Oh. So who's this?"

Gemma gave him a soft secret smile. "Clay. - Long story."

"Hey, I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, Gem."

"Peace of Mind." she murmured. "Where you land with all this drug stuff?"

"I'm backing Clay." Tig nodded.

"And Koz?"

Tig lowered his head, turning his attention to the box in front of him. "Him too."

Gemma gave his a suspicious narrowed look, but ignored it. "You think he's got it handled?"

"Much as I can tell. You know, he doesn't tell that much to me anymore." Tig sighed. "I'm mostly stuck doing bitch work."

"Literally." Gemma smirked.

"No. No. Watching you is a pleasure."

Gemma stared at him with a serious hurt face. "I wasn't talking about me."

Tig sucked in a breath. "I…Hey you know I don't….."

"Chill Tiggy, just playing with yeah." Gemma laughed. "He loves you, Tig."

Tig shot her a look, his brows raised.

"Wouldn't trust anyone else to watch me." she added.

Tig released the breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. "Yeah. Yeah." he murmured, grabbing an armful of supplies.

He packed all the stuff in the back of Gemma's car and slid into the passenger's seat to wait for her. She got in a few moments later and they were on their way. It was five minutes before she pressed him about Kozik.

"So what's going on with you and Koz?"

"Nothing. We're good."

Gemma glanced over at him. "When did you last talk to him?" she asked suspiciously.

"This morning." Tig murmured, turning to look out of the car window. "Hey what you doing?" he snapped as the car swerved onto the side of the road and stopped.

Gemma turned in the seat to stare at him. "Alright, what's going on?"

"Nothing's going on. Don't we have to get somewhere?"

"It can wait. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's wrong."

Tig huffed. "There's nothing going on alright. We're just…we've just had a bit of a blow up, it's cool."

Gemma looked at him unconvinced and turned in her seat, leaning back and pulling a cigarette out of her bag.

Tig groaned and rolled his eyes. "You really just going to make us sit here? Why, what does it even matter what's going on with me and Koz?"

"Because you're my friend and I know there's something troubling you. Has been for days. So the sooner you tell me the sooner it's forgotten."

"God you're relentless." Tig sighed.

"It's part of my charm."

Tig stared out at the dirt. He really didn't want to go into this with anyone, but if he had to Gemma was probably the best person, she'd always been weirdly accepting of him and Kozik. "I called him." he looked at her. "Don't laugh." he warned with a wave of a finger. "I called him a couple of nights ago, when Dawn left and…." he groaned at himself, turning to look out the window again. "A girl answered."

"So?" Gemma frowned. "It's not like you two don't fuck….."

"His ex." Tig clarified.

Gemma fell silent, watching her friend from the driver's seat. "Oh."

"Yeah."

"And?"

"And nothing. I left him too it."

"You hung up?"

"What was I meant to do, listen?"

Gemma shrugged. "Why do you even care? You know how things are when you're away?"

"I know, alright. Out of town rule, I know." he shook his head, raking a hand through his hair. "I just….I don't know. I can't explain it. It's all so fucked up."

Gemma was quite for a long moment. "Have you talked about it? Told him…"

"What?" Tig snapped, glaring at her. "What am I meant to tell him? That I don't want him fucking anyone." he snorted. "You know what I'd do if he tried that shit on me. - It was meant to be easier with Kozik, you know. None of that shit was meant to happen. We were supposed to just fuck and shoot and ride." he groaned again, his head falling back against the headrest. "Now it's all screwed up and I don't know what I'm doing."

Gemma brushed the back of her fingers down his face. "Oh Tiggy. It's way too late to avoid that shit." she took a deep breath.

"What am I meant to do, Gem. I didn't want this. - And Clay's acting weird around me and I know it's because of Kozik."

Gemma frowned. "What? Sweetheart, it's nothing to do with that. Clay's just….he's just stressed out with all this shit and the Cartel. You know he'd never push you away because of that. He's known about you and Kozik for years, it's never changed how he feels about you."

Tig looked at her unconvinced. "Yeah."

"Yeah. - And as for not wanting all this relationship shit, you should have thought of that ten years ago when you started it. Honey…" she sighed, squeezing his thigh. "there's nothing wrong with loving him you know."

Tig glared at her again. "I never…."

"Oh come on Tiggy, I've known you too long, you can't fool me as easily as you can fool yourself. You've been in love with Kozik almost since the day you met him. And it freaked you out back then too. - That's why you pushed him away after what happened to Missy."

Tig sucked in a sharp breath. "I kicked him out of town because he got her killed!" he snapped.

"Did you really? You sure it wasn't because losing her made you realise something you weren't ready to deal with? - Honey I get its weird, with the club and shit. But believe me, it's worth holding on. You might not get another chance."

Gemma turned back to the steering wheel, flicking her cigarette out the window and started the engine. "And as for the skank, I know a skateboard you can use."

Tig stared at her and burst into laughter.

A/N: Not sure this chapter works but I hope it does. I figure Gemma's the only person Tig can comfortable talk about his relationship with. And I had to sneak in a reference to the skateboard incidence as I totally loved that moment for laughs alone. Though didn't feel sorry for Cherry.