Talia was wearing black tank top, denim shorts, knee-high white and black socks and her favorite pair of sneakers as she played waitress to the bar. She already had some tips stuffed into her shirt that she needed to stash in Happy's dorm and after delivering another beer to Bobby, she went back to the dorms to add another wad to the four sitting on the desk bound together by rubber bands.

Earlier in the night, she dared Tig to take all of her shots for the night and he accepted, stating that if he lost by blacking out, he'd owe her a favor. That was a few hours ago and she's gotten six shot requests since then, but Tig was shooting pool like everything was alright. She wondered just how many it'd take to get him knocked out, but she was determined to see. She took the orders of two tables and went back to the bar where Juice was manning things tonight.

"Two Apple Pie shots. I need a Snowshoe too." She requested as she came behind the bar and grabbed two beers, popping the caps off to set the bottles on her tray.

When she was done, Juice was putting the whipped cream on the third shot and she put the remaning two of them on her tray, carrying the last one. She delivered the two Apple Pie shots to a pair of Croweaters waiting to get a turn on the pole, then went to find Tig. He ended his game of pool, but it seemed like he was trying to get someone in the ring from how he was cussing at any man that came near him. He was definitely drunk now, but Talia went over and clinked glasses with him, taking the last Apple Pie shot as took the much stronger Snowshoe.

A few more hours went by and the bar announced last call. Once she handled the last-minute horde of orders that came in with Juice, she was counting her tips while he went looking for his favorite red-haired Sweetbutt and told her goodnight, Clay being the only other member to go home. She knew Bobby was passed out somewhere around the bar and that Jax likely made it back to his room, so that left Chibs and Tig as the only ones she had to drag to their rooms. After scanning the bar floor, she found the Scotsman on one of the loveseats with a Crow Eater straddling him, but Tig was nowhere to be seen, so she cut the lights and went back to the dorms. She went into Tig's room and found him on his back in bed shirtless with one leg of his jeans still on. She called out to him a few times and was rewarded with his light snoring, letting her know he was out for the night.

Talia stepped inside and locked the door behind her. She took her shoes and shorts off before crawling into bed next to Tig, snuggling up by his side. She put one of his arms around her and laid her head on his chest to listen to his breathing as she willed her heart to stop beating so quickly. If she could handle making out and grinding on Mars, she could handle being in bed with Tig.

Talia calls him a few times, but Tig is wasted and doesn't wake up. She takes off all her clothes except her underwear and tries to walk to the bed, but she's nervous. She gives herself a mental pep-talk and slowly goes to his bedside. She lays on her side and puts Tig's arm around her waist. Her head rests on his chest and her hand traces around his chest. She teasingly kisses his neck and sighs in contentment when she relaxes, snuggling up against him.

~SOA~SOA~SOA~

Bobby was the first to wake up in the quiet bar. He took a look around and saw Chibs on the loveseat, cuddling a Sweetbutt. He remembered that he had a bet going on with Tig last night and since he didn't see his Sergant-At-Arms anywhere on the bar floor, he realized that he won.

Bobby pulled himself up and tried stepping over all the drunken bodies littering the floor as he made his way back to the dorms. He went to Tig's door and tried the knob, finding the door unlocked. He knew Tig was likely sleeping in, so he opened the door and was prepared to wake up the dark-haired man when he saw who was cuddling in bed with him. The sight of a half-naked Talia in bed with Tig made him shut his trap and quietly close the door.

He was shaking his head in disbelief as he went back into the bar. Chibs was waking up too and he shuffled over to the bar to lean on it, sending a nod to Bobby when he came over.

"Can I bounce somethin' off you?"

"Aye, anythin'."

"If I told you that I think Tig's been gettin' busy with a certain someone, what would you think?"

"Depends on who this certain someone is."

"She's a girl we all know and love, but it's not Gem."

"Talia?" Chibs guessed and Bobby nodded. "Ah, c'mon now, Elvis. He couldn't be. Scratch that, he wouldn't. Not with the chance of Happy fidin' out. He'd kill Tig."

"What if I told you that I just went into Tig's dorm and saw them half-naked in bed together?"

"Jesus, Joseph and Mary."

"What's with him?"

"Just told him some juicy gossip and now, he won't stop giggling like a schoolgirl."

"Tig's knockin' boots with Talia." Chibs informed Juice with a huge grin on his face. "Dunno how long it's been goin' on, but it's goin' on alright." Juice's expression quickly flashed from amused to serious and he looked at the hall way to the dorms, slamming his hand on the bar as he stood and went to make his way there, but Chibs caught him by the collar of his kutte and pulled him under his arm. "Whoa, there! Easy, Juicy. Where you runnin' off to, lad?"

"He's messing with Talia!"

"Would you shut up? You want all of Charming to know?" Bobby hushed. "We don't even know for sure if they're fucking. I just saw them in bed together. That could mean anything."

"This is Tig we're talking about, Bobby. Him in bed with anyone can only mean one thing."

"Juice, really, you've gotta calm down." Bobby told him with a serious tone, shaking his finger at the younger member. "Now, just think about this for a minute. You know what happened to Talia, we all do, so if she's gettin' into a situation with Tig, doesn't that mean she trusts him enough or he's done somethin' that's made her think he won't hurt her?"

"He's right." Chibs agreed. "This might be a big deal for her. Tig could be the first man she thinks she can trust not to hurt her. And, like Bobby said, we don't know the extent of whatever's goin' on between them. For all we know, Tig could be towin' the line and doin' anythin' he can that won't get him sent to Stockton. Hell, I would."

"Chibs."

The Scotsman looked at Juice with a knowing expression. He, as well as the rest of the Sons, have been witnesses to Talia's flirting with him and vice versa. Everyone was probably so used to it by now that they just deemed it as the way Talia and Chibs conducted themselves with one another, that their relationship was simply a flirty one. Talia never advanced on Chibs though, never tried to kiss him or grope him or anything that would lead him to believe that she was serious in her endeavors.

"I know you think of her as your wee sister and that's fine, but the lass is fuckin' gorgeous, Juicy. If she'd come to me on her eighteenth birthday, I wouldn't turn her away."

"Shit, same here." Bobby added, earring a wild look from Juice. "You're tellin' me that you wouldn't push up on Talia if she showed some interest in you?"

"No, because there's no romantic feelings between us. She's my kid sister, end of story." Bobby threw his hands up in mock surrender, understanding that Juice didn't like for anything sexual to be implied between himself and Talia. "So, what? We're just gonna let this happen? We're not gonna do anything about it?"

"Big deal for her, Juice." Chibs reminded, his arm going over Juice's shoulders to pull him close. "I'm a bit iffy about the circumstances myself, but I know Tig wouldn't force himself on her. And even if he tried, Tal would break his entire face."

"So what you're gonna do is keep your mouth shut." Bobby instructed. "You don't say anything to Talia or Tig. Not a goddamn word or you'll be wearing Prospect patches again, you hear me?"

"Fine." Juice grumbled.

"Juice…"

"I fucking said, fine!" Juice pulled himself out of the Scotsman's hold and flipped them both off. "Both of you can eat my dick."

"He's so cute when he's mad." Chibs smirked.