Sam sat in the passenger seat as Jax drove down a back road to the middle of nowhere. He stopped the car when they came to a big hill. Jax didn't say a word as he got out of the car. Sam put her gloves back on and followed Jax out of the car. She watched as he unlocked the trunk of the Cutlass and revealed the dead body of Agent Kohn. "You're so lucky I love you Jax. Do you realize that I had to sneak out of the clubhouse after I got your call?" she exclaimed to him as she helped him pick up the body to carry him to a hole that they had dug in the ground. Sam sighed in relief once they threw him down in the hole. Sam looked at Jax out of breath and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey you going to be OK?" she asked him worryingly. He nodded his head and continued to stare at the tarp covered body. Sam's phone vibrated in her pocket and she looked at the caller ID and seen that Gemma was trying to get a hold of her again. She sighed in annoyance. "Dude we have to go. Gemma called me again, she's going to be sending an entire army after us here soon." Sam warned before they decided to both walk back to the car. "Jax?" Sam asked noticing that he was in his own little world. He looked at her with a blank look. She rolled her eyes and walked over to where he stood by the driver's side. She grabbed his face in her hands and made him look at her. "You need to pull yourself together right now. You did what you had to do to protect Tara. You did the right thing by calling me. Everyone thinks he left town no one will think to look for him here." she continued to stare at him until he nodded that he understood. "Now get in the car. We have to go make sure that Tara is OK." He nodded again and Sam let him go to walk back over to her side of the car and slide in the seat.
Once they made it back to Tara's Sam instantly walked back into Tara's room to make sure she was OK. She stood by the door as Tara was getting dressed. "Are you OK?" she asked her as she looked around to make sure they cleaned up everything. Tara sat on her bed freshly showered and dressed getting ready for work. She shook her head and started to sob. Sam's hard look broke and she instantly went to her friend and sat down beside her. She pulled her into a hug and held her as she cried. "I can't believe that this actually happened. I thought that he was gone, but he came back. He brought up the baby that I aborted." Tara wiped the tears from her eyes as she pulled away from Sam slightly. "Thank you for being there for me. I know that Jax wouldn't be able to clean this all up by himself." Tara said as she looked around her now clean blood free room. Sam nodded her head. "Hey you were my best friend all through school. I would do anything for you T." Sam turned quickly when she heard a noise by the door. It was only Jax leaning in the frame. Sam stood up quickly. "I'll give you guys a minute. If you need me you call." Sam told Tara as she pulled her into another hug. "I'll see you back at the clubhouse." she said to Jax as she passed by him going out the door. He nodded his head as he let her go past. Sam walked out the door and headed straight for her car parked on the side of the street. She cursed when Gemma parked in front of her and Tig pulled up beside her trapping her in. She sighed when Gemma got out of the car and stormed over toward her car. She got out to meet her head on. "Where the hell have you been? I've been worried sick. You just take off and leave Juice in the room with the bleeding Irishman all by himself." she stopped when she noticed that Sam had a change of clothes on. "Did you change your clothes? What the hell were you even doing here?" she asked Sam raising her voice. Tig stepped forward and between Gemma and Sam. "Sam we were only worried about you. You know that you can't just disappear like that." Sam rolled her eyes but sighed in relief when Jax came out of the house and their attention moved to Jax. She didn't say anything to Sam and stormed up the driveway toward Jax. Tig looked back at Sam as he started to head toward Jax. "Go to the clubhouse we'll meet you there." he ordered before he walked up the driveway back to Jax. Sam rolled her eyes in annoyance and slammed her car door shut and sped off down the road.
She was still in a bad mood when she pulled into Teller Marrow. She slammed the car door and made her way to the club house. She didn't see anyone at the bar so she walked into the room where Cameron Hayes was being kept. She glanced in to see Juice sitting beside him looking bored. Sam smiled slightly as she walked in. She reached out and rubbed his head affectionately before she sat down across from him. He looked at her and gave her a goofy smile. "Hey gorgeous, where did you take off too everyone was worried?" he asked giving her a concerned look. She shrugged uncaringly. "A friend of mine needed my help with something." she told him shortly as she continued to look at him with a smile. Juice couldn't resist and smiled back at her. "Well I'm glad you're OK and that you're back. Its been pretty crazy around here." he told her lightly. Cameron began to stir lightly as he laid in his own puke on the table. Sam looked him over as he cried out in pain. "How are you feeling?" Sam asked as Juice continued to smile at her. She looked up at him and smiled back and felt herself blush at the intensity of his stare. "What the hell is going on?" Cameron asked in pain as he tried to look around the room. Just then Sam looked away from Juice and looked at the rest of the scene and noticed exactly where Juice's hand was. She gave him a look as he refused to look at her. "There was a bit of a complication." Juice stated cryptically. Sam narrowed her eyes at him in confusion as she eyed where his hand was. Cameron noticed her focus and tried to look behind him. "Where is your hand?" he asked hesitantly. Juice went to jump up quickly causing Cameron to let out a cry of pain. Sam instantly stood up and tried to find something to make Cameron more comfortable. "My finger is kinda plugging up one of your bullet holes." Juice stated awkwardly causing Sam to try hold in a laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand and tried to hold it in. Juice was so adorable when he was uncomfortable and nervous. "You have one of your fingers jammed up my ass?" Cameron asked unamused. Sam couldn't help it and let out a laugh. Juice looked up at her with wide eyes briefly. "No! No! Well technically yes. My finger is not jammed up your ass which would be gay. But its jammed in your ass which I guess is still kinda gay." Juice said as he rambled on nervously. Sam couldn't help it. She started laughing. "Oh god." she laughed out as she pressed on her chest to help control her breathing. Juice gave her a puppy dog look and she stopped laughing. Cameron turned his head to look in her direction. "Am I going to die?" he asked her. She cleared her throat to get her breathing under control and leaned down so she could see him. "No Cameron you're not going to die. Medical supplies are being brought over now so we can properly take care of you." she gave him a reassuring smile as Chibs walked back in the room. "Well its good to see you've returned to us in one piece." Chibs said to her unamused as he came to stand on the other side of Juice. "Ah Scotsman, I need you guys to do me a favor. Brenan Hefner the port commissioner has got to be dealt with." Cameron painfully spit out. Sam gave him a confused look. "What are you talking about?" she asked him as Chibs stated. "There is going to be time for that." Cameron shook his head. "It has to happen before Monday he is going to send port dogs on our shipment. You guys have to take him out." Cameron stated before he passed back out. "Take him out; he means kill him right?" Sam heard Juice whisper to Chibs. She looked up at them with a 'what the fuck' look. "I think he means a dinner and a movie." Chibs told him in a straight face. Sam snickered and smiled softly catching Juice's eye.
Sam took a deep breath as she stepped outside to get some fresh air. She was stuck in that room for over two hours as she helped Chibs try to patch up Cameron. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a tightly rolled joint and lit it. She took a deep inhale and felt the smoke fill her lungs and the high go to her head. She sat down on the picnic bench as she tried to think about what she wanted. This was the reason why she didn't want to come back to Charming. She was getting dragged back in to the violence and secrets that was SAMCRO. She loved her family and she loved her best friends more than anything. She was starting to forget about her glamorous life in LA. She had everything back in LA. She had a exciting job as a night club manager and she had plenty of friends and wore big heels and sparkling dresses. But all that changed once she came back to the small town she grew up in. She was a biker chick at heart and always has been. She heard a cry of pain and instantly her mind went to Juice. He was someone that she was not expecting to meet when she came back. He was funny and sexy and dorky all wrapped in a leather package. She knew that she was developing feelings for him and she had no doubt that he was too. She finished her joint and decided to save the roach for later. Just when she looked up she noticed Jax pulling into the parking lot with Tara riding behind him. She sighed and made her way over to them. "So he enlisted you to help did he?" Sam asked as Tara got off the motorcycle and took off the helmet. "I don't mind it's the least I can do. I didn't want to go back to that house right now anyway." Sam smiled at her and wrapped her arm around her shoulder. "Its all good T I get it. I wouldn't want to be that house either." she told her as they walked toward the club house. "Nobody else knows about what happened. Just go in there and see if you can help out the wounded Irishman." Sam told her in encouragement as they walked down the hall toward the room where Cameron was.
Sam walked in the room in front of Tara and instantly went to stand beside Juice. "How you holding up?" she asked as she bumped her hip against his. He shrugged his shoulder. "I've been better. I've had my finger in better places." he told her not thinking about what he said. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth but she held her hand up. "I get it. You didn't mean it like that." she said with a laugh. Tara looked at the scene in front of her with a strange look on her face. "Oh my god! What happened?" she asked as she came further in the room. "He took two slugs but Chibs already got one out." Sam informed her. "Our little Dutch boy is keeping the blood dike from bursting." Gemma imputed as she kept a cautious eye on Tara. Tara dug through her bag and pulled out a bottle of unlabeled pills. "Here is some vancomycin. It'll kill any infection he has." she said handing the bottle to Gemma. "Give him two now and one every four hours." she said to Sam who would be the one to remember. Sam nodded in understanding. Sam watched as Gemma woke up Cameron to give him the pills. Cameron looked hazily around. "How does It look doc?" he asked her. Gemma kept an eye on Tara and Sam almost rolled her eyes at how childish that Gemma was being. "She's a friend of the club Cam you're in good hands." Sam assured the Irishman. Tara gave Sam a thankful smile before she pulled out a needle with some morphine in it. She stuck it in his ass and he passed back out. She then handed the box of latex gloves to Gemma. She looked at them with question before she finally took the box. "Why me and not Sam?" Gemma asked childishly. Sam gave her a glare back. "Because you're standing where I need you to stand. I'm going to have um-" she paused when she realized she didn't know Juice's name. "It's Juice." he said back to her. "I'm going to have Juice pull his finger out then you're going to put the gauze in the wound then I'm going to clamp it with these." Tara said to Gemma and everyone. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Gemma asked needing to have the last word. Sam narrowed her eyes at Gemma. "I guess we'll just find out now won't we." she retorted sarcastically. Gemma ignored her and Juice pulled out his finger as Gemma placed the gauze just in time that Tara clamped the wound. They watched as no more blood came out of the wound. "Wow that's great work doc!" Juice said "Can I go wash my hands and stuff?" he asked her finally sounded weirded out by what just happened. Tara looked at him and nodded her head. "You did really great Juice." Tara told him. Sam watched as a goofy smile came onto his face. He glanced at Sam who couldn't help but smile back at him. "You helped save a life today." Tara encouraged him when she noticed that he was happy about the compliment. Sam watched as something changed on Juice's face. It almost seemed like he was proud of himself for helping out. Sam was not able to take her eyes off of him even as he left the room. She felt a new emotion swell up inside her. "That was very sweet." Sam heard Gemma say so she turned her head to face Gemma. "Give it a rest Gem." Sam told her with an eye roll. Gemma glared at her. " I was being serious. That boy is not use to receiving compliments like that." she paused when she gave Sam a look over. "Or maybe he's starting to now." she observed. Sam sighed dramatically and headed for the door. "Where you going princess?" Gemma asked in a knowing tone. Sam opened the door and turned back around to face Gemma. "I'm going to see if anyone needs any help. Is that OK with you?" she asked her sarcastically before she shut the door behind her and headed for Juice's dorm.
Sam knocked on the door lightly. When she didn't hear anything she opened the door and heard the water running in the adjoining bathroom in the room. She walked toward the bathroom and found Juice scrubbing at his hands with soap shirtless. She admired his toned stomach before she pushed herself forward and grabbed his hands with hers and helped him scrub. He looked at her in surprise and she looked back at him. "That was pretty amazing today." she told him as he dried his hands with a towel. He placed the towel down without taking his eyes off her. He walked slowly toward her until her back was against the wall."I feel amazing right now." he told her as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. "And there is another thing that can make me feel even better." he told her before he bent his head down and captured her lips in a searing hot kiss. Sam let out a moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He lifted her up and sat her on the sink. He slowly unzipped her sweatshirt and pulled it off of her leaving her in a tank top. She also slid his kutte off his shoulders and placed it on top of the toilet. She ran her hands down the front of his shirt and lifted his shirt up slowly to reveal a brown chiseled toned chest. Juice lifted her shirt up and over her head and his breath caught at the sight before his eyes. She was clad in a blue lacy zebra print push up bra. His eyes widened before he felt himself grow harder and attacked her lips with his. They were so caught up in each other they didn't hear the knock on his door. Sam wrapped her legs around his waist and grinded herself against him as he fumbled to get her bra off. A throat clearing startled them back to reality. They both turned to see Gemma standing there with her arms crossed looking unamused. "Tara needs your help Juice. I suggest you go help her." Gemma said not taking her eyes off of Sam. Juice pulled away from her awkwardly as he searched for his shirt. "Right I'm going right now." he said as he threw his shirt on and grabbed his kutte. He brushed past Gemma and glanced back to Sam who met his gaze before he rushed out of the room. Sam sighed in annoyance as she pulled her tank top back on and hopped off the sink. "What are you doing with Juice?" Gemma asked in a judgmental tone. Sam rolled her eyes and fixed her hair before she pulled her sweatshirt back on. "I'm a grown ass adult Gemma if I wanna fool around then I'm gonna fool around." Sam said as she turned to face the queen unafraid of her. "I'm warning you Juice isn't like the others he's softer more kind hearted-" Sam cut her off. "I know Juice is different from the others. That's why I like him." she informed Gemma. "Enough to stay?" Sam just looked at her not sure of her answer. "Because that boy doesn't get a lot of attention and he spends an awful lot of time with you. The second you leave its going to break his heart." Gemma stepped closer to Sam intimidatingly. "I may love you like a daughter but those are my boys and if you hurt any of them you're going to have to answer to me." Gemma warned her. Sam rolled her eyes at Gemma. "They're my family too. Quit treating me like I'm some sweetbutt just looking to get ahead." Sam said to her raising her voice. "Then quit acting like one." Gemma told her simply. Sam shook her head in anger and disbelief. "Go to hell." she pushed past Gemma and walked out of Juice's room.
Sam stormed out of the room and was heading to leave when Tara came out of the bathroom freshly cleaned up. "Who has you so angry?" Tara asked her as they walked outside together. Sam sighed and shook her head. "Who is the only one that can piss off anyone so much?" Sam asked her as she sat down on the picnic table. Tara laughed knowingly as she sat down beside her. "What did Gemma say to you?" she asked her friend. Sam sighed hesitantly before she gave in. "I've been sorta messing around with Juice; which you already know about. Well Gemma picked up on something going on and caught us." she laughed at the confession. "Am I acting like a sweetbutt?" Sam asked nervously but curiously at the same time. Tara gave her a look before she shook her head. "I don't think you are. I mean you two are just starting to get to know each other. I remember when Jax and I were like that. We were always all over each other." Tara laughed at the memories. "Don't let Gemma get to you. Do what you want to do, don't worry about what the queen bitch wants you to do." Sam let out a big laugh at that last statement. Tara continued to laugh. "Thanks T I really needed a good laugh." she told her as they watched Gemma walk back toward the office. They watched the boys load Cameron up into the van. "Where are they taking him?" Tara asked curiously. "Up to the old cabin I guess. It'll give him time to heal and get back on his feet." Sam said before she stood up. "I have to go back to the hotel and change. Since other charters are down here there is going to be a huge party tonight." Sam informed Tara. "Plus I still have to run to the store for liquor. I know that Gemma won't let me get out of it" She put her sunglasses on and grabbed her keys out of her bag. "If you're still around later I'll see you."Sam said her goodbye to Tara and walked over to her car. She looked up to the office to see Gemma watching her. She turned and glanced back toward the garage and glanced to see Juice walking through grabbing a couple of things. She shook her head to try and clear the thoughts that invaded her mind and slid into the car and drove off.
After she went home and changed she stopped at the liquor store and made sure to buy enough booze to satisfy an entire army. She made it back just in time for the boys to get done with church and the partying start. Since Sam wasn't in the drinking mood she decided she was going to stay behind the bar and play bartender for the night. It was going pretty well, the party moved to outside and Sam was able to sit down and listen to the music outside. Gemma walked up to the bar and sat down on a stool. "That's what sweetbutts are for. You don't have to be behind the bar playing bartender." Gemma told her as she helped herself to a drink. Sam rolled her eyes at her. "According to you I am a sweetbutt so why not act like it all the way." Sam stated angrily. Gemma sighed in annoyance. "I didn't call you a sweetbutt I said quit acting like one it's a big difference." she told her. Sam grabbed the bottle of tequila and grabbed two shot glasses. She poured a shot for both of them. She gave Gemma a hard look before she sighed giving up on her anger. "Do you really think he likes me?" she asked her hesitantly. Gemma gave her a knowing smirk as she drank the shot. "You don't need me to answer that question for you baby girl." She stood up from the stool and leaned against the bar as she stared Sam down. "I'm happy to have you home baby but if you don't see yourself staying then you need to let him down easily." she told Sam before she turned to walk outside where the party was. Sam sighed in frustration before she grabbed her bag and jacket to head out the door. She was just about out the door when she spotted Juice walking slowly toward her. "Hey are you leaving already?" Juice asked her hesitantly coming up toward her. She quickly composed herself and faced him. "Yea I'm not feeling that well I'm just going to head home early." she told him softly trying not to look at him. He reached out and grabbed her hand hesitantly. "I'll see you tomorrow right?" he asked hesitantly. She looked up at him and her eyes widened as she continued to stare in his eyes. Her breath caught in her throat and her heart started racing. She looked at him before but she never really looked at him. She noticed that he leaned in toward her and she didn't move away. He kissed her lightly on the lips and she felt a spark as she kissed him back. It was a simple kiss but she felt more in that kiss then she did in their other kisses. She grabbed his face with her hand as they continued to kiss. She pulled away when she needed to breath. Her eyes instantly widened when she realized what just happened. "I have to go I'm sorry." she pulled away form him and rushed out the door toward her car. She slid into the seat and tried to control her breathing. She was starting to have real feelings for him and she didn't know what to do about it.
The next morning Sam arrived at the clubhouse knowing that Gemma would want her help to clean up. She walked in and shook her head in amusement when she spotted all the drunk bikers all throughout the room. She walked into the kitchen and instantly went to the pot of coffee. "I didn't expect to see you here so early." she turned when she spotted Gemma sitting on a stool by the sink drinking her own cup of coffee. "I couldn't sleep." she retorted as she sat down on the other stool across from her. They didn't get to talk cause Tara slowly walked in wearing only Jax's SAMCRO shirt and nothing else. "Hey T." Sam greeted when she noticed that she didn't realize that anyone else was in the kitchen. Tara turned around quickly to see Gemma and Sam sitting there smirking at her. "Good morning." she greeted back as she turned back toward the coffee maker to pour herself a cup of coffee. Sam sighed loudly as she stood up. "I have to talk to Jax. He needed me to talk to Opie." she said as she finished her cup and placed it in the sink. She gave Gemma a look that said don't be mean to her and walked out toward the garage where her two boys were talking. "Hey." she said as she stopped in front of Opie. "What is this I hear that you want to be the one to take out Hefner?" she asked accusingly. Opie rolled his eyes at her as he looked between her and Jax. "I need back in all the way. I need the money, I can't be half in anymore." Opie confessed to them. Sam gave him a worried look as she shook her head. "There are other ways to be all in. You don't need to be the one to take this on." Sam turned to Jax for help. Opie shook his head. "My mind is made up Sam. I have to do this." he pushed past them leaving them to look after him as he walked toward his bike. Sam turned to face Jax with a worried look. "You look after him OK. I know that he's not really ready for this." she told him concerned. He nodded his head. "I'll come by after its done so we can go finish that thing." he told her as he placed a hand around her. She nodded her head and watched with concern as Jax followed to where Opie was at and got on his bike.
Sam spent the day cleaning up the clubhouse and avoiding everyone the best that she could. She was still mixed up about her feelings for Juice and know that kiss last night meant more than all their other kisses. But she wasn't sure if she was staying or if she was going back. She was so wrapped in her thoughts she didn't hear Jax come up behind her. "Let's go take a ride." he whispered to her as he continued to walk past her. She walked to the bar and grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels. She poured a shot and quickly downed it, making a face as the taste lingered in her mouth. She slammed the shot glass on the bar and grabbed her black hoodie as she went in the direction that Jax went. She found him sitting by his bike waiting for her. She slid behind him and glanced up and spotted Juice watching them. She kept her eyes on him as Jax pulled out and drove out of the parking lot.
They arrived at the place where they dumped Kohn's body. Sam lifted her leg around and got off the bike. She stayed silent as Jax pulled out the gas can and the folder that held his father's journal. She watched as he poured the gas all over the dead body and lit a match. Sam stood in silence as the body burned. "Why did you bring that with us?" she asked curiously. Jax sighed and shook his head. "I don't think I want it anymore." he told her defeated as he threw it in the fire. She stared wide eyed as it started to burn. "Jax!" she shouted out in shocked as she watched him reach back in and grab the pages that weren't all the way burnt. She watched him with wide eyes concerned for him and everyone else. "What the hell is going on with you Jax?" she stood in front of him so he had to look at her. "I want the truth. Something has been going on for a while. I've let it go but no more." she nodded toward the burned pages in his hand. "What is so damn important about John Teller's words? You're just making yourself crazy with the past!" she shouted as he turned away from her. She shook her head as she waited for him to say something. When he stayed silent she spoke up again. "Answer me!" she demanded. Jax turned back around quickly. "I don't know! I don't know what I'm doing about the club. I have this gut feeling about Clay but I can't put my finger on it. And I feel that the answers I need are in here." he confessed to her. She stared wide eyed not knowing to say to him. She nodded her head slowly. "Then we do this together." she told him firmly.
