"Should be ready, Tig, go grab it." Juice looked to Tig, who was giving him a death stare. Right, he said to himself, as he got up and got the piece of paper off the printer for Tig. As he held it out to Tig, Tig yanked it out of his hand and looked it over. "Is that too big for you," Juice asked referring to the tattoo.

"You know, Juice, that's never been an issue," Tig said to Juice as he pressed his lips together and blew Juice a kissed. Juice, disgusted, shook his head and walked away while Tig laughed at him. Folding the piece of paper, Tig placed it in his cut before going to his bike and heading out to the tattoo shop.

….

Mina could see the scum on his teeth as he grinned widely and wickedly at her. This kid had to have been no more than 22, but the maniacal look in his eyes was comparative to Charles Manson. Mina had never seen anyone look this way, and especially not at her. As the man slowly walked towards her, Mina didn't know how she couldn't tell it was Tig from afar. True, this kid had the fluff of black, curly locks Tig did, but he didn't have Tig's span. Matter of fact, his body was a lot like the croweaters that frequented the club house.

"Little birdie tol' me you were going to be causing trouble for our club." Kid had a brogue. Mina gasped when the kid pulled out a bowie knife from his cut. "Birdie tol' me, you needed to get cut." The Kid moved slowly towards Mina until he reached the counter top. Mina had backed herself against the wall and tried to feel for any sort of panic button, but to no avail. The kid knew exactly what she was doing and laughed. "Ain't no use darlin. No one can hear ya scream, save for me. Luckily for you, I like it when you scream. Gets me dick all hard," Mina saw him grab himself and laugh. Mina saw the biker place his hand on the counter top and he licked the knife in his opposite hand.

Mina grabbed the first thing she could, a ball point pen and stabbed the biker in the hand. As the biker screamed, Mina tried to make her way to the back. Thinking he would be a bit preoccupied with the pen in his hand, she didn't consider that the kid was crazy enough to ignore it and come after her. "I'm going to cut your face of and fuck it, you dirty cunt," the biker screamed and she felt a sudden pain in her calf. He'd sliced her from the back of her knee to above her ankle. She screamed as she felt him flip her over and crawl on top of her.

She couldn't determine the smell, but it was a foul one. She saw the biker raise the knife high and bring it down towards her face.

….

When Tig had pulled up, he didn't feel right. He felt anxious. As he walked slowly to the shop door, he heard her scream. Fleeing frantically, Tig burst through the door and saw the Son bring the knife down. Son?

…

The knife landed to the right of Mina's head and she screamed again. The kid, who was smiling, licked Mina's face before yanking open her top. "Get off of me," Mina shouted but the kid looked into her eyes. "Look at me," the kid shouted. Mina did, and as she did, she saw Tig creeping up behind him. "I need you to watch me as I rip those perfect tits off you with my tee-"

Tig had got him-stabbed him directly through the throat with the bowie knife. Mina hadn't even seen Tig move, he was so fast. Neither had the kid, considering Tig interrupted his sentence. The blood of her attacker splattered onto her chest. She heaved and sobbed as Tig pulled the creep off of her but she couldn't move. As quickly as he grabbed the knife, Tig was at her side lifting her from the floor and moving her as far away as he could. Mina stared at the kid, who blankly stared back, wide eyed and lifeless from the ground with 7 inches of blade coming through his jugular vein.

Tig asked if she was ok, but his voice seemed so distant, she thought she may have dreamed it. She felt herself begin to shake as she fell to the floor but instead of impact, she felt smooth leather against her cheek as Tig held her. Holding her tightly, she felt Tig rock her back and forth like she were a child whispering, "he's gone babe, I killed him. You're okay, you're gonna be ok. I killed him."

….

Jax rolled off Tara when the sound of Abel came over the baby monitor. The two had managed to finish together, once again, and they laid for a moment taking in the smell. "I'll get him," Jax said as he grabbed Tara's arm before she could move further. He smiled at her, and pulled her in for a kiss when his phone went off. Tara looked at Jax, who seemed to not move.

"You gonna get that?" Jax sighed at Tara's words and turned to grab his phone off the night stand. "Tig." He announced in a whisper and Tara nodded. "Yeah?" Jax breathed into the phone before shooting upward. "What?" Tara, who was out of bed putting her robe on, stopped and looked concerned at Jax.

"Where are you?" Jax demanded and sat and listened. He threw the sheets off him and grabbed his jeans, "Where's Johnny Boy?" There was a moment of silence before he said, "I'm on my way. Call Bobby." Jax hung up the phone and Tara stood. Jax pushed past her to the door and stopped when Tara shouted, "What happened?" All she could make out was "Mina" before he slammed the door causing Abel to scream loudly.

….

Tig hung up the phone after talking to Bobby. The girl, terrified, shook in his arms and he continued his best to comfort her.

"Can I go look at him?" Tig asked Mina quietly but she clutched to his cut and shook. "No, no, please, please stay," Mina shook. Tig felt anger as much as his heart broke for the girl. This was just what she needed. Welcome to the biker world, kid. Tig smoothed her hair and Mina could feel the slight cold of the heavy rings on Tig's fingers.

She finally calmed down when she heard the other bikes pulled up. Bobby practically ripped the door off the hinges and he was backed by Chibs, Juice, Jax, Happy, and Opie. Bobby, looking down at the kid on the ground, spat at him before saying, "Mina" in a broken voice. Tig helped Mina stand and watched as she ran into Bobby's arms. Tig walked over to Jax as the rest of the guys took a look at the "Son."

"What the fuck happened," Jax asked Tig in a low growl.

"When I showed up, I thought he stabbed her. I was just coming in for a tattoo-" Tig looked at Jax before turning to see Mina again. Jax sighed and turned to Opie, who had just walked over to him with the cut.

"It's a fake." Opie announced, handing the cut to Jax.

"What?" Tig asked as Jax glanced looked over the cut. He was right, it was a complete fake. Jax sighed and threw the cut to the ground. "Check his ink!" Jax announced as Happy ripped the kid's shirt with the knife he just pulled from the kid's throat. The kid had no tattoos that would affiliate him with a particular gang. In fact, he had no tattoos at all. "Nothing,"Happy announced before Chibs shouted, "Wait."

Chibs got down on his knees and pushed the kid's face to the left. Folding the kid's ear to get a look behind it, he saw it….the branded "OP." "The cunt's an Outlander" Chibs announced, causing uproar. Tig took his boot and stomped the kid's face in before Jax and Opie pulled him away.

"What the fuck now, Jax? Huh? We gonna kill every last one of these cock suckers or what?" Tig shouted to Jax. Jax looked to Bobby who agreed. "Sorry, Jax, but Mina hasn't done shit and they're trying to kill her?"

"How do they even know about her?" Juice asked. "They gotta be watching us." Jax looked to Juice, not wanting to admit that he was right. They were under Outlander surveillance, but for how long? Jax looked towards Bobby again, and noticed Mina bleeding. "Shit, Mina? You ok?"

Bobby looked to Jax and followed his eye sight, catching a glimpse of the gash down her leg. "Oh, Mina, Little Lisa Marie, darlin, you're bleeding." Mina said nothing, just nodded in understanding. "I'm gonna call Tara. Bobby, take Mina back to the clubhouse. We gotta get a cleaner, I'll call Clay." Jax walked past the group to the front of the store and Tig was quick in tow.

"Jax, lemme go with them." Jax looked at him as he held his phone to his ear "Nah, Tig, I need you hear. Call the cleaner-Yeah? Clay!-" Tig watched Jax walk away from him and he turned to Bobby. Mina used him as a crutch and Bobby helped her out to her car.

Tig mind raced-The Outlanders, the stupid, cocksucking, mother fucking Outlanders, trying to get to the Sons by any means necessary. For what? For gun control? For their bullshit MC to be top dogs? Not on my watch, Tig declared, not when they're taking it out on club affiliates. Not when they're trying to get to them by taking out Mina. Tig's anger grew when he thought of Mina and how scared she was. She was terrified and all he wanted to do was hold her and protect her. When he thought he'd saw her get stabbed, the beast inside him roared. Had he killed her, Tig would've ripped the piece of shit apart limb from limb.

And that's when he knew. As he watched her broken form hobble to the car and sit, he stared. She caught his eye and, for a split second, he saw a twitch in Mina's mouth. Had she smiled at him? Mina raised her hand a bit to him and he knew she had…

And he then he knew…he loved her.