There was so much to be happy for today.

After what seemed like fourteen long months the boys were finally getting out tomorrow morning. Clara was going to finally be able to see Tig, Jax, and Clay again that didn't mean they had to sit at a table while being watched by guards.

The last fourteen months had been complete and utter hell for her and Chibs. She had gotten pregnant, but she didn't know who the baby belonged to and she wasn't ready to be a mother anyway. So she in a desperate attempt, flung herself from Gemma's car while driving down a highway and killed her unborn child.

Although that wasn't how Gemma had told everyone the story -- that Clara had accidentally fallen out of the car door because it wasn't shut well when she went to lean on it. Chibs was devastated to say the least. But they somehow managed to both move on from that horrible incident and got past it.

Tara had her son, Thomas which left Clara with very little free time afterwards. Although Clara didn't want children of her own, didn't stop her from spoiling Thomas and Able both. Even though she and Jax weren't brother and sister, Able still got to calling Clara 'aunt' which made her heart swell that much more.

Back in the Teller-Morrow garage Clara and Chibs both were working closing and finishing up what little they had left to do today before they were both to go home.

Chibs was there working on the car with her when he noticed her blank stare and just how quiet she had become the closer it got to closing time. Normally the young woman wouldn't shut up about whatever it was that was on her mind, but Chibs had been with her long enough now to know that she was deep in thought when she finally did stop speaking.

"Something on ye mind?"

She looked up at him, her blue eyes meeting his own deep brown ones as she gave him a small smile.

"Just nervous I guess. It's been well over a year since the boys had went away. I've gotten to visit them, but now that they're getting out it's just this strange feeling. I'm not really sure how to explain it all that well."

She sighed as she plopped down on the stool and rolled herself over to the tool box. Chibs's eyes followed her as she wheeled across the floor.

She had grown up so much since she first came here to the Club. She had always wanted to join in with the brothers -- be actual part of the family, but Clay and Tig never allowed her to be patched in because of the rules that were set in place for SAMCRO. But he knew that didn't stop Clay from having her do some work for the Club while the rest of them were locked up and unable to do anything.

Chibs sighed, his thoughts landing on Tig and Clara. It took a fool to see that Tig was head over heels for the woman, he protected her as much -- if not more -- than he protected Clay. Not only that but the night that Clara had admitted to him that she had slept with Tig and that she loved the man, well, it made Chibs's heart wrench in his chest at the ideals of what Tig would try to do once he was out of prison tomorrow.

Nobody accept for Gemma, knew about Chibs's and Clara's relationship. But Chibs knew that he would have to take claim on her soon before Tig came swooping in and trying to take her for himself. Clara had told Chibs that Tig didn't feel the same way about her as she felt for Tig -- but Chibs wasn't an idiot. He seen the way Tig looked at Clara, the way he treated her as an actual woman - human - and not just some sex slave like he did with the crows that lingered around the Club.

But he knew, as well as she, that Tig respected Clay far too much to ever do anything with her. To actually take claim on her publicly. Clay and probably even Jax would never let that fly. Tig was the guard dog that wasn't allow to leave the dog house and sleep at the foot of the master's bed, if you understood the meaning.

He found his eyes wandering down her body ever so slowly. They trailed over her pudgy little hips that were hidden under the oversized work shirt that she wore open. A white men's tank underneath that was covered in various oils and muck from the job.

Her arms had a tan that stopped at her shirt sleeves, common for someone like herself since she was a biker. She had never worn shorts, so that part was left to his imagination -- but the rack she had on her was enough to do the trick.

"So, what's the first thing yer' gunna do when they get out tomorrow?"

Chibs questioned, curious about what her plans were. The sound of tools clanking around in the metal tool box was the only noise that filled the shop.

"Well. Uncle Clay is probably gonna be busy with Aunt Gemma. Jax with Tara -- so I dunno really?"

She stopped wrestling through the toolbox and turned to look at him with a unsure expression. Chibs crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the side of the car that they were working on. He looked at her and wondered if she honestly hadn't thought about Tig or if she just hadn't mentioned him because of reasons.

"Well, I'm sure Tiggy'll be happy ta see ya. Juicy too."

Clara couldn't help but present a sad smile and chuckle as she rested her arm on metal work table in the middle of the garage.

"I'm pretty sure the first thing Tig will do is hunt down some pussy. Juice, weed and pussy."

She laughed at her own joke. Even though she felt her heart be pulled by her own words -- Tig didn't belong to her and he was free to see whoever and whenever he pleased. And besides, she had Chibs now, which she was faithful to ever since her last one-night-stand with Tig while he was in prison.

Sure they had fun in the past -- but it wasn't ever anything between them now. That wasn't to say that Clara hadn't found her mind wandering back to the times when she and Tig had been alone either at the Club house or at his own place. But she shouldn't have been so young and stupid back then. She shouldn't have allowed her heart to be so open toward Tig. She should have guarded it better than what she had done.

She should have known back then that Tig would have never even thought of asking Clara to be his and his alone. It wasn't as if she didn't think he was capable of doing it. She knew that if he really loved her then he would be there for just her. But she also knew something else...

Tig respected Clay too much to ever lay a hand on Clara in front of the Club.

Chibs seen the small frown that came to play upon her lips after her laughter died down.

He felt his own heart be pulled.

He hated seeing her like this it hurt him more than most things -- hell he'd take a bullet for the woman if he had to and that was saying something.

He put his hands against the car and pushed himself away from it. He made his way slowly over toward her and she look up at him just at the time when he stopped right in front of her.

He leaned down to her level next to the table as he placed a hand on the side of her cheek running his thumb over the ugly - yet beautiful - scar. She was used to Chibs showing this type of love and affection toward her by now. They had been together for well over a year now.

"Aye, dun't seem so sad, lovie."

He said giving her a kiss on the cheek. She sighed, why did Chibs have to be so damn nice and understanding with her? Really why did he have to pick her out of all the other women that there were that pranced around the Club constantly?

"Why am I such an idiot?"

Her voice cracked. She couldn't help it. With his comfort and touch that she had been lacking for so long she finally broke down.

"I'm sorry for acting like this Chibs. I am, please don't tell anyone else."

She said pulling away from him and looking up. The last thing she needed was everyone knowing that she was a cry baby even after the fact of everything that she had been through and not once had she shown a sign of weakness. Anger yes, but never weakness.

Chibs ran his fingers over her cheeks and smeared away her tears. He then took his head and leaned it forward resting it upon hers.

She closed her eyes and sniffled a bit, but a small smile worked its way to her lips. Chibs watched through half-lidded eyes as he brought it there.

Now, he wanted to take that one step further.

He leaned in fully and captured her lips with his in a soft movement. He felt her shoulder stiffen and felt as she inhaled deeply. His eyes were closed so he didn't know if hers were closed or not, but he didn't want to open them just yet.

Her lips were so soft. They weren't chapped, which was surprising considering he never seen her apply any type of lip balm or gloss to them. He was about ready to pull away from her when he felt her arms slink up behind his shoulders and her fingers came wrapped up in his hair.

He could have sworn that his heart stopped at that moment.

He started feeling a little bit braver as they kissed one another in a semi-public area and so he moved his lips over hers kissing her again, and again, and again, again, again --

Chibs pulled away from her abruptly and looked at her wide-eyed. She looked back at him just as shocked, but more out of breath than he. The tightness in his pants was causing him a discomfort he needed to fix -- and that's when he pushed all logic out the back door.

Standing up he took his arm and shoved it across the table where the toolbox sat, cleaning it off and onto the floor where all the tools fell out and made a loud ruckus as they scattered across the floor.

He looked back down at her and without missing a beat, he reached down and grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up onto the table. She squealed from the sudden jerk as her butt hit the table and his lips were on hers once again in a haste. Hands were all over her body as he grabbed hold of her shirt and pulled it off her, leaving her in her white tank -- but not for long.

His eyes traveled down her body. The curves she had acquired after the years of the stress that built up due to working here at Teller-Morrow were something to behold. Chibs actually enjoyed the extra baggage that she held around her stomach, legs, and arms. He thought she was beautiful no matter how she looked, because he had learned to love the woman -- not the body.

"Ch-Chibs?"

Her shaken breath came from her lips that made Chibs look back up into her eyes. He stood in between her legs as she sat on the table. He placed his hands on the side of her face in a lovingly way as he got close to her again.

"You are such a beauty."

He whispered as he lips came down softly upon hers. She couldn't help but smile in the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

A couple of years back she never would have once pictured herself in this type of situation with Chibs. When she first came back to Charming, Chibs always seemed distant to her almost as if he wanted nothing to do with her. He was always on her case about something and he did his best to protect her, but he never really flirted with her or payed her much mind when she did something that was considered "sexy" by other men.

He would more or less get mad, extremely mad at her for doing something stupid. He would yell, scream, even pin her up against a wall every now and then and make her look at him as he shouted angry with whatever stupid thing she did that could have gotten herself killed.

But then slowly as their relationship grew he started to notice a change in himself that he never would have thought would have been possible for him.

He would give her a shoulder to cry on when she became sad. It didn't happen very often but whenever she needed someone to talk to he was there for her. He listened and gave her the advice like anyone would do that cared for someone.

He would tease her to no end. They would joke and laugh about the stupidest of things and she found herself a friend in the much older man. His sense of humor was right up her ally and that was something big that they bonded over the most when things were actually good.

She had never thought that he did all those things to have it all lead up to this moment on the table here and now.

Chibs's moved his lips from hers and trailed them down her body, pushing her back onto the table as he went. She made the softest and quietest sounds he ever heard from a woman before -- it didn't help his budge but they were amazing to hear.

She couldn't help but giggle once Chibs got down to her stomach right above her waistline where her pants rested. His beard was scratchy and it tickled her skin, he pulled away from her when she started snickering and looked down at her with darkened eyes.

She looked up at him and her eyes widened. He was looking at her with such a intense and lusting filled gaze that it froze her in place. Chibs had never looked at her like this before and she had never seen him look at any other woman like this before prior to now.

She swallowed hard as she propped herself up on her elbows and watched as Chibs started unbuttoning her pants, slowly, his eyes watching hers.

Chibs's hands pulled her pants down off her body and allowed it to pool at the bottom of the table on the floor. She held her breath when she noticed out of the corner of her eye his hands slide up her legs. She felt them moving slowly, but didn't see them as she refused to look away from Chibs's deadly gaze.

It wasn't until she felt his fingers slowly move her panties to the side and fingers slip inside did she close her eyes and let out a soft gasp. Her head tilted down to the side as her face scrunched up in pleasure feeling his fingers moving in and out, flexing up and down, trying to find her spot to hit.

Her hands balled into fists as she needed something to hang onto but had nothing on the table. It was then she felt his hips starting to trust into hers with the motion of his fingers.

"Ah -- Ah, Chibs!"

She moaned as her head flew back and her mouth parted. Chibs bit his lower lip as he watched her unfold right in front of him. He watched as she wiggled and squirmed beneath him and he watched as she laid there in a submissive state.

This was much different seeing her taking it like that it just wasn't her normal every day style. She was blunt, cunning, and ruthless when it came to others that weren't considered her family. He knew that if she would have been patched in at the time of her arrival, she would have already had a Men of Mayhem patch by now.

"Aye, Clara, lovey. Do ye' like that?"

Chibs asked, wanting to hear her sweet and pleasure strained voice. When she didn't answer he only smirked and placed his thumb on her clitoris and applied a hefty amount of pressure as he rolled it in circles which caused her to yelp and toss her head forward, eyes still closed.

"A-Ahh -- Yes!"

"Yes wo't, lovey?"

Chibs wasn't going to just let her off the leash with a simple yes to his question. He loved hearing her voice like this, it caused something inside of him to come alive and it wanted to devouter every inch of her because of it.

She opened her eyes slightly, Chibs watched as she looked at him through half-lidded eyes and her mouth open as she panted like an animal as she laid up on that table.

"Yes, Chibs, I like it."

That was all it took. He growled a hearty deep growl and pulled his fingers from her. He took her panties off and tossed them across the room, knowing she's have to go look for them later, but that meant she'd have to walk to them naked and bend down to pick them up -- giving him a show for when it was over.

He unbuckled his pants in a hurry and pulled them down around his knees as quickly as he could. His penis came free from his boxers as it throbbed painfully in his hand as he pushed his hips up into Clara and entered her fully.

She cried out, still being propped up on her elbows, she felt as he entered her and started thrusting. He reached down to her and pulled her up to where she was sitting on the edge of the table as he slammed into her.

His hand found the back of her head and his lips found hers again as he started kissing her wildly with an almost wanting type of need. He couldn't deny that he'd been thinking about her like this for the last couple of hours they had been working.

He was so pissed that Tig had ever made a move on her and then in the end just left her hanging. If she was so willing to not be with anyone else but that man then Tig should have seen that by now. If he had -- then this would have never happened.

Their teeth clashed a few times with one another as Clara bit down onto Chibs's lip roughly and he onto hers once she started becoming rougher with him. She pulled away from the kiss and tilted back her head. Panting, moaning, groaning -- sexual noses were all that was heard escaping from her lips as Chibs plowed into her like no tomorrow.

His teeth found their way to her skin. He didn't care at this point if he left visible marks or not, if she didn't want them seen she could ware a damn scarf or something. He was going to clam her as his tonight. He was going to leave her with a reminder that this had happened and it wasn't just some fucked up dream or something to her imagination.

"C-Chibs -- I'm gonna -- I'm gonna -- "

"Just let go, love. Let go."

He whispered up against her sweaty skin as his lips kissed it. His hands found her hips and it helped him to thrust into her faster to get her over that peak. It did the trick. She screamed once, twice, a third time as her body shook. Her legs found themselves wrapped up around his waist as he kept on going.

Now that she was there he could focus on getting himself there as well. He placed his face in her breasts for a moment, kissing and biting them there as well. He had left only her bra on as he fucked her there on that table, but the reason being was because it made her tits look so good, pushed up and perky.

"Mother o Mary!!"

Chibs yelled out as his head flew up from between her breast and fell back as he came hard into her. His body shook, it had been a while since he had a release like that he actually couldn't recall the last time it had happened. He leaned into her body as she had wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His hands placed up against the table as he leaned into her body.

His breathing was long and deep, it was obvious it left him out of breath. He sighed, placing his face into the crook of her neck as she did the same. He kissed her neck with a loving way before his face turned up and she felt his lips upon her ear.

"Mo ghrá duit a bheidh, a bheith go deo."

He whispered softly in an Irish tongue.

She didn't know what it meant, she didn't really care what it meant, because she knew what he meant to her.

The next morning Clara stood out in the parking lot besides Gemma and Clara waiting on the boys to get back from picking up the boys as they had gotten out of prison today. Clara held Able on her hip and spun him around a few times, making the little guy laugh and giggle. Gemma smiled as she watched them spinning around in circles. Tara couldn't help but laugh a bit as she watched Clara lightly tossing her boy up in the air and him laughing.

Then the sound of bikes filled the air causing Clara to stop and hand Able back to Tara. It was just then that the bikes road into the parking lot and pulled up to the side of the building. Parking, the guys all got off their bikes and went to greet their families and friends.

"There's my girls!"

Clay roared with joy as he approached both Clara and Gemma, wrapping his arms around both of them and holding them closely.

"Good to see you back, Uncle."

Clara said as he pulled away from her and went to embrace only Gemma. Clara turned just in time for a hug from Jax, as he was now holding Able in one arm. Jax kissed the top of Clara's head and whispered a word of thanks in her ear for helping Tara take care of his boys while he was away. Clara just shrugged and laughed it off.

"Hey there pretty lady."

Bobby said as he came up next for a hug.

"Bobby! Welcome home."

She said giving him a hug. She noticed Juice somewhat rushing toward her and she snorted as she removed herself from Bobby and was quickly embraced by Juice as he seemed more than happy to see her again.

"You don't know how much I missed your weird ass around here."

She joked, causing Juice to laugh and pulling her into another hug. When he finally let her go, Clara stood there by herself for a moment as the boys all greeted everyone else. It was then she felt a hand come down on her right shoulder causing her to turn her head slowly. Looking at the hand and up the arm to the owner of the body part.

She was greeted with bright beautiful blue eyes and she felt her heart stop for a second. She swallowed softly as he turned her around to face him and his hand dropped slowly from her shoulder. She looked up at Tig and he looked down at her. Then slowly but surely she reached out and wrapped her arms around his back and burred her face into his chest.

The feeling of his arms coming around her back and pulling her further into his chest made her feel at ease. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and everything around her just seemed to be muffled by the quick but steady beating of his heart in his chest.

"Welcome home, Alex."

She whispered softly. Tig didn't say anything back because it was at that moment that his eyes were locked on with a pair of brown ones from across the way.

Chibs was watching every move the two of them made.