Back to the original format of Jax then Sam for P.O.V'S!
I walked out of the Chapel, noticing Chibs guarding Sam with an arm around her shoulders and fingers wrapped around his gun. Sam was sleeping, and her leg was lifted onto another pillow on the table.
"Gemma gave her some pain pills. Must have been tired because those pain pills don't make you fall asleep unless you are tired." Chibs explained. I nodded, and sat on the chair across from Chibs.
"Clay is going to meet with the Mayans today to get a deal going. We aren't going to deal guns with them, but we will pay them." I said to him. Chibs nodded, and stared at the camera showing all four views of the place. A police car pulled up, and Chibs let go of his gun. Police Chief Unser walked up, and knocked on the door to come in. I unlocked the door, and let him in.
"What happened yesterday? People heard the shootings. Was it you guys?" Unser asked. I shook my head, and then Unser looked at Sam. "Who's she?" He asked.
"My daughter, Sam. She and Tig were shot yesterday by the damn Mayans." Chibs explained. I sat back down across from Chibs, and Unser sat next to me.
"So you have another daughter?" Unser asked. Apparently, he knew about Fiona and Kerrianne. Chibs nodded, and kissed Sam on the forehead, and lightly shook her to wake her up. "She looks like you. Congratulations." Unser said.
CHARACTER CHANGE
I was lightly shook, and opened my eyes. I saw a cop, and Jax looking at me. I looked confused apparently, because Dad spoke up.
"This is Unser, the police chief. He is on our side." I shook Unser's hand, and pulled myself up, so my back was straighter.
"I'll keep the shooting case to myself so the new deputy doesn't decide to call in ATF." Unser said to us. Princess came running over, and I remembered I had to feed her.
"Shit! Tig!" I yelled. He came running out, looking for the problem. He raised an eyebrow at me, and walked over. "Can you feed Princess? She hasn't been fed yet." I asked. He nodded, and whistled so she would go to the apartment with him.
"How do you do that? I can't even get him to stop driving when I have to speak to him!" Unser said. I shrugged, and remembered the picture of his old dog Missy he showed me.
"We have a special bond over Princess." I explained. Unser nodded, and left after he got a call about some break-in over his walkie-talkie.
"I have to go see Wendy. She wanted to tell me something." Jax said, getting up and leaving. Tig plopped down next to me, and smirked at me.
"What?" I asked. Then, I smelt it. "Oh shit!" I yelled Dad smelled it too, and got up, helping me up too. He led me over to the other couch, and Tig followed.
"What the hell did you eat?" Dad asked him. Tig sat down next to me again, and I sighed.
"What the hell do you want is the real question?" I asked.
"Well, I have to stay here with you guys so I don't strain my wound." My eyes widened, and I tried to get up.
"Get me the hell outta here! I have to be in a room with him!" I told my Dad. He smirked and held me down so I wouldn't hurt myself even more than I already did.
"Hey, hey! What's wrong with Tiggy?" Dad asked. I looked at him in the most serious way, and we all bursted out laughing.
"I swear to god you all are related somehow, although we already got Sam and Chibs covered." Gemma said, walking out of the kitchen with three BLTS.
"How much bacon do we have? You must have made Sam a half a pound earlier." Tig said. I elbowed him in the side, and grabbed my sandwich and ate it quickly. "Slow down! My god…" Tig remarked. I elbowed him again, and he elbowed me. I stuffed the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and hid under Dad's arm. I waited for retaliation, but none came. I lifted my head out from under Dad's arm, and I got a face full of whipped cream. I wiped it off my nose and eyes, and liked my lips. Gemma handed me a napkin and some shaving cream behind Dad's back. He was paying attention to what I was doing to Tig, which was kicking him in the side with my good leg. I made a smiley face on the napkin and handed it to Gemma, who got the message. She made the smiley face on the back of Dad's head, and when he went to feel what was on his head, got a hand full of shaving cream. He hugged me, so when I backed away into Tig, all the shaving cream came off Dad's hand and onto my shirt and Tig's shirt.
"Gemma!" I screamed. She snickered and walked outside and left the parking lot, with me calling her a traitor silently.