"I don't want anything that's too slutty, just enough that he'll get a kick out of them." I try to explain to Luann for the millionth time. I was starting to rethink this whole idea.
"Trust me sweetie, we'll make sure it's nice and classy but enough to keep him hard all day." She throws her head back in excited laughter.
I had a brilliant idea to get some sexy pictures taken for Filip. Luann was the perfect person considering she would do them for free and make sure they were tasteful, or at least I hoped she would.
"Where you thinking lingerie or full-nudity?" She asks, bluntly.
"Uh, I don't want these pictures ending up in Tig's spank bank if he ever gets a hold of them so nothing completely nude." I shudder at the thought of these pictures making it around the garage to Tig or Opie.
The door opens and a girl named Ima sticks her head in. I don't know her well but the guys say there's a reason the whore does porn.
"Luann, you may want to come out here. Some ATF lady is here." She whispers. Luann and I both scramble for the office door. A tall, manly looking woman makes her way toward us.
"The porn queen and the princess of SAMCRO." She shakes her head at us both, putting her hands on her hips.
"Listen, everyone's HIV cards are filed, permits are up to date. What does my shit got to do with ATF?" Luann asks.
An agent opens a box in front of us full of bags and pills. Two agents move behind us as the lead bitch gives the word to arrest us both. I feel the cuffs before I realize what's happening. Luann gives me a look filled with fear.
The ride to the station is quiet; they put us in separate cars. Luann is riding with the head agent. One of the officers let us know her name was Stahl. I stare out the window, watching the town whip past us. We're led into the police station to the surprise of both Hale and Unser apparently.
"What's going on here?" I hear Wayne ask. I don't hear the response as we're lead to separate rooms and I'm pushed down into the chair. The agent unlocks my left hand, hooking the free cuff to the chair instead.
The wait for an officer seems to take forever. Each moment that passes worries me less. They'd be in here if they actually had anything on me. I keep telling myself that Unser will call Clay and the guys will take care of this. I don't worry about Luann saying anything. She's old school.
David Hale finally saunters in. I sit back in the chair and laugh a little.
"Something funny?" He asks.
"Just thought I ranked higher than some security officer, cop wanna-be for questioning." I smirk. Hale and I have never gotten along.
"I asked to talk to you." He says, lowering himself into a chair across from me.
"I don't have anything to tell you." I warn him.
"Never thought you'd end up one of them. I seriously thought you'd go off to music school or something." He muses.
"You don't know anything about me David. This is my home. My family is here." I dismiss his tactics. "Great effort though. Get that from a Law & Order episode?"
"Heard you're dating Filip now."
"And?"
"Gotta be tough, your dad happy about that?" He asks. I ignore his question. "Maybe you should re-think that. Get out while you still can."
"David, your daddy and brother own half the town. You haven't had a hard day in your life. But there is one thing that we both have in common. You can't escape Charming any more than I can." I look down at my feet and listen to him leave, slamming the door behind him.
Moments later Stahl walks in. Her cocky smile doesn't bother me. She sits down in the chair that Hale just left.
"Princess of SAMCRO." She mutters.
"That's an unofficial title." I tell her, holding her gaze.
"Piney Winston's daughter, Opie Winston's baby sister and now Filip Telford's old lady. Those title's more accurate?" She asks. "You grew up surrounded by these guys."
"Yeah, I could cry to you about my mother who walked out or my drunk daddy but I don't think this is a therapy session so why don't you just ask whatever it was you wanted to ask me or you can let me go." I don't miss a beat. My dad drilled into my head what not to say from an early age.
"You have no qualms about being with a married man? A man twice your age with a grown daughter?" She questions, leaning over the table.
"Again, my daddy issues aren't why you decided I needed to come here with Luann." I keep my anger under control. Of course, I knew about Fiona and Kerianne but that wasn't a conversation Filip and I had yet.
"We have that little Cherry in custody too. Maybe we'll have better luck getting her to open up." She stands to leave.
"Do I get a phone call? Or are you gonna let me go?" I ask.
"We're just waiting for the search of Luann's studio to be finished. Keeping you here until we know who those drugs belonged too." She winks at me before another officer comes in to take me down to a holding cell. Cherry and Luann are already in there. They put me in a separate cell and the guards leave us alone.
Cherry immediately opens her mouth to say something.
"Shut it Cherry. You just sit down and shut up." I warn her.
"You ok sweetie?" Luann asks, her voice fully of motherly concern.
"Just fine Aunt Luann. You?"
"Good baby. Good." She reassures me. I lie down on the cot and look at the ceiling for a long time.
The quiet of the cells is taking it's toll. Several times Cherry starts to ramble nervously about Kip and extraditions. Luann tries to calm her down without success.
"I swear to God Cherry, if you don't shut the fuck up, I will pull a Gemma on your ass. This time I'll break your fucking jaw and not your nose." I growl through gritted teeth. It works; she sits down and sighs deeply.
Night falls and I start to pace in my cell. The halls have quieted down and most everyone has left. I stop and lean against the cool brick, irritated at being held. Sirens from outside make me jump. I lean against the bars, trying to get a good view out the high window. Moments later the outside cell door clicks, Jaxson sneaks in.
"Oh Thank God. What's going on?" I ask; he puts one hand on mine and the other on one of the bars to Luann's cage, looking at both of us.
"The Feds are trying to use RICO. They're gonna press Otto for information. They're just holding you for fun I think, maybe to get to your dad or brother. Either way, Rosen's getting you out tomorrow Bree." He explains.
"Something's going on; they're letting me see Otto tomorrow." Luann whispers.
"You gotta get the RICO message to him. Tell him to give them nothing, no matter how small or old." He explains. She nods and agrees. From her cell, Cherry starts freaking out, begging him to take her with him. When she shouts out that she's gonna rat, his face burns red and unlocks her cell.
"Jaxson, be careful. Tell my dad and Opie not to do anything stupid." I ask before he nods and leaves with the dumb bitch.