Author's Note: Listen! So, my Bestie, who you know as the inspiration for the character of Molly, has started to write some back stories on her character. (How fucking rad is that?) I love Molly and Chibs, as I know some of you do too, but this is Mina and Tig's story. However, the story of Molly and Molly with Chibs is a good one and only she could do it justice. :) So, that being said, go check it out! s/9369444/1/Death-is-a-Scar-We-Wear-One Also, sorry this chapter is so short. It's one of those filler chapters before shit gets real. :)
The truck she saw had been gnawing at her mind for the past hour. She had a gut feeling that this wasn't a good sign, but she wasn't sure if she would bother Tig with the details. Clearly, the club had some kind of trouble and her being paranoid wasn't going to help anything.
She heard keys in the door and sighed thanking her stars she didn't have to dwell on the topic any longer. She heard Penelope calling out to her, so she stood up from her chair in the kitchen and met her in the living room.
"Auntie Mina look! I got a hair cut!" Penelope shouted.
"You got bangs, is all," Molly said walking past the two and putting some groceries bags onto the table. "I can't bare to cut it off with the curls, but I'm tired of her hair being in her face, so I figured why not?"
"You look so grown up, baby girl!" Mina said as she picked up the little girl and held her to the side. "Thank God you bought more coffee."
"Yeah,and crap for the trip. Chibs says 2 days, but I don't know. I doubt he'll lead foot the whole way there, all things considered." Molly started moved the case of beer to the fridge before heading back to the table to continue putting things away.
"You need to not worry about it." Mina said as she made a silly face at Penelope, causing her to laugh.
"Speaking of biker boyfriends, where's yours?" There was a beat before Molly noticed Mina hadn't said anything. She turned to look at her friend when she noticed Mina go red in the face. Mina put Penelope down on the ground. "Penny, go play, I gotta talk to Mommy for a little bit."
"Can I go watch Fan Boy and Chum Chum?" She pleaded.
"You know how to work the Netflix, go ahead," Molly said before pushing Penelope down the hall to her room so she could hurry back to the kitchen. She returned and stared at Mina, her eyes wide with anticipation. Mina turned to make coffee knowing full well that the wait was killing her friend. "What happened? I thought Bobby was here?!"
"He was, he was sleeping. I went out back to have a smoke-nice touches back there by the way."
"Thanks. Not important right now, but thanks. So, what happened?"
"Well I was enjoying a cigarette and I heard the screen door. I assumed it was Bobby so I said I'd finish his tattoo in a second. And, yeah, it definitely wasn't Bobby." Mina continued to give her friend a cliff notes version of the events between she and Tig on the back porch. Molly sat at the table resting her head on her hand.
"Sounds like your afternoon was productive." She said and smiled.
"Yeah, but then Jax showed up-And, he totally heard everything."
"Oh, please, it's no different then if you were fucking at the clubhouse. I'm sure you're thinking too much into this." Molly sighed and made her way to the coffee pot to pour herself a cup of coffee.
"Well, Jax said he needed to talk to Bobby and when we came out, they all looked like, on alert? Said they had to go."
"Weird."
"Yeah. Have you heard from Chibs about any kind of trouble?"
Molly shook her head. "Nope. I hope everything is ok."
"Yeah, you and me both."
…..
The entire ride to TM, Bobby's bike sputtered thick, black clouds of smoke. If Tig didn't think he was gonna die of lung cancer before, this trip behind Bobby's ancient heap of shit would do it. When they finally reached the lot, Tig heard the bike backfire a final time before the motor cut out. This was followed by a slew of cursing from Bobby. Tig had to laugh as he met up with Jax halfway across the lot.
"That piece of shit bike is gonna kill you one day, Bobby." Tig shouted.
"Yeah, if it doesn't kill one of us first. I thought I was gonna die from the fumes." Jax laughed as Bobby's helmet, that had just been placed on the back of the bike, fell to the ground.
"You know what," he said bending to the ground to grab the helmet, "fuck you! And fuck you too Tig! This bike is my legacy! I love my baby, and it stays. You don't like it, don't fucking breathe when you're driving around me!"
"OY! FUCKERS! CHURCH!" Chibs shouted, interrupting Bobby. This caused him to turn his anger towards the clubhouse where Chibs stood.
"And Fuck you too!" Bobby shouted at Chibs as he made his way to the entrance.
"What did I do?" Chibs asked innocently, causing Tig and Jax to chuckle from behind the tubby biker. Leaning towards Jax, Tig spoke in a whisper. "Listen, when you said we have a problem..."
"Yeah, I meant that. He'll get it after church." Jax took a joint from his pocket and placed it behind his ear while Tig nodded. It's about fucking time, he thought.
…...
Throwing his own phone into the empty cigar box after the rest had, Chibs shut the container and left it on the pool table before shutting the large wood doors and taking his seat at the table.
Clay cleared his throat, signaling the beginning of their meeting. "As some of you may or may not know, Chibs is gonna be leaving for a few days on personal matters. That being said, we're gonna need another man to accompany myself and Jax up to Stockton."
"I'll do it." Opie spoke out, something he hadn't done in a while especially after all the stuff with Donna. Clay looked at Piney, who caught his glance. There was a "pshh" sound as Piney inhaled the oxygen that shot through the nasal cannula and turned his gaze to Opie. "I'm sure of it," Opie said nodding towards his father. Jax, who'd been concerned with his friends behavior as of late, spoke out. "Listen, brother, shouldn't-"
"Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't do." Opie had raised his voice loud enough to get his point across. Had it been any other brother, Jax would've jumped down his throat, but considering the history between the two, he backed down from a fight. If he had it his way, Opie would be back at home spending more time with his kids then diving head first into any and all club bullshit, but who was he to judge? He had his own internal demons to deal with, the knowledge of who was behind Donna's death being one of them.
Clay nodded in approval. "That's that, then. Now, onto another pressing issue. Bobby, your fucking bike."
The guys laughed as Bobby rolled his eyes. "Okay," he said, standing up and throwing his arms out in defeat. "Fuck you guys, I give up." Bobby headed for the door followed by the rest of the guys and headed to the exterior of the clubhouse where he was met by Half-Sack and a new Chopper. He stopped to admire the bike before turning around with a pissed off look on his face.
"The fuck is this?" Bobby asked as he cocked his head to the side.
The group of guys stood with their mouths open. Rightfully so, seeing as they all had pitched in to buy the bike. "It, It, It's yours." Half Sack said, still gripping the hand bars as he stood at the side of the bike with a confused look on his face. Half Sack's gaze moved to the rest of the guys, who looked as shocked as he did. Bobby walked over to the bike and stopped before turning around to face the club.
"You bastards!" He shouted, smiling widely and breaking the tension that had come over the group. "It ain't my birthday!"
"It's as much of a gift to us as it is to you," Clay said while patting his friend on the back, "I'd rather not die of carbon monoxide." He laughed as Bobby mouthed, "fuck you."
…...
"Well, I think that's everything," Molly said as she backed away so Chibs could close the hatch. Molly walked over to Mina, who was holding Penelope. "I'll call ya when we reach Hohman," she said taking Penelope from Mina's arms. "Yeah, have fun," Mina said sarcastically before feeling Tig's arms wrap around her waist. She felt his breath as he rested his head on her shoulder. He gave her a light peck on the cheek before moving to talk to Chibs.
Mina bent down to give Penelope a hug and a kiss on the top of her forehead before Molly buckled her in her carseat. "You be good of mommy and Chibs! Tell Grandma I said 'hi!'" Penelope waved as Molly stepped down from the backseat. She then turned to her friend and they embraced. "Love you," Molly said.
"Love you too. Be safe." Mina said as Molly got into the passenger seat and closed the door.
"Trust me, I think it'll be fine." Molly grinned through the rolled=down window, causing Mina to smirk. Oh to be a fly on the wall and see the reaction of her dad and Mick when she and Penelope pull up with Chibs, she thought.
"Alrigh', we gotta hit the road. Mina," Chibs walked over and lifted Mina into a hug. Setting her on the ground, he gave the top of her head a quick peck. "See ya later, honey bunny. I'll take good care of the girls." Mina nodded and rubbed Chibs upper arm before moving back to where Tig stood. "Brother," Chibs motioned to Tig, who nodded. As Chibs got into the driver seat, Mina sighed. He started the engine and pulled out from the drive way and Tig whispered to Mina, "They'll be back."
Mina turned and put her arms around Tig's neck, his arms wrapped around her torso. "I know. But her dad's gonna shit a fucking brick when he sees Chibs. I'm just sorry I have to miss it."
"Well, would you rather go with them, or..." And with that, Tig pushed Mina's hands off his shoulders and threw her over his shoulders causing Mina to squeal with delight. "TIG! SHOULD YOU BE DOING THIS?"
When they entered the house, Tig put her down and pushed her against the wall. "Doing what? You? Babe, it's one of the only things I'm sure of right now." With a grin, Mina smiled and ran past Tig up the stairs with Tig quickly in tow.