Description: Kozik volunteers to go guard Clay's daughter who is away at college when the club goes into a lockdown.

I pulled my denim jacket closer to my body as I walked to class. The wind was a little chilly and the dress that fell at mid thigh wasn't helping.

I was about halfway to class when I heard my name. I turned slightly and a guy in a kutte ran towards me.

"(Y/N) Morrow," he said. I nodded slightly as I took in his patches. Tacoma SA. Good. That meant he was high ranking and could be trusted but also that he hasn't committed too many murders in his time with the Sons.

"You are one difficult person to find," he said.

"What do you want?" I spat.

"CRO's in lockdown," he said.

"And?" I asked as I started walking again. He glared at me. "I'm gonna be late. Walk and talk."

He followed me quickly and fell into step. "I'm here to tail you til we know how this plays out."

"No," I said.

"Pops orders," he said with a shrug.

"You aren't SAMCRO," I said.

"They're the mother charter. What your father wants, he gets," he said. I rolled my eyes. I knew that.

"Fine," I said. I stopped outside the academic building I needed to go in. I grabbed a pen from my pocket and took his hand quickly so I could write down my houses address.

"You're fucking lucky I live off campus. I have two back to back classes in this building. Take your bike here and park it next to my car. It's got the reaper on it. Then you can walk your happy ass back here and meet me at this door at 11:50," I said.

"I'm not supposed to let you out of my sight."

"No," I said. "I'm going to my classes and then I'm calling my father and brother and bitching them out."

"If you're not out of that door by noon I will force my way in and find you," he said.

"Fine," I said, turning and walking into the building.

My classes passed quickly and I made my way back outside to where my guard dog was sitting waiting.

"Let's go. I have shit to do," I said.

"You ever been told you act a lot like-."

"If you say my step mother I will cut your dick off," I said. I took my phone out and dialed my father's phone.

He picked it up pretty quick.

"I take it Kozik arrived," my father spoke.

"A little heads up woulda been nice," I said, quickening my pace and forcing Kozik to keep up.

"Haven't had the time," he said. I could hear the cocky smirk on his lips.

"I don't need a fucking tail," I said.

"Just a couple days," he said. "It's Friday enjoy the weekend with Kozik."

"I had plans," I said as I took the last turn down my street.

"Cancel," he said.

"Already done," I said. "I have to go tend your guard dog."

I opened the front door of my house and headed to my bedroom. Luckily it was just me in here. I quickly dialed Jax's number and waited for him to answer.

"Wasn't my idea," he said.

"You let him do it anyways," I said.

"Breathe. It's just for the weekend."

"I know how this shit goes Jackson. It doesn't end well, especially not if you think it's bad enough I need protection. No one here knows what Clay does and no one from his world knows I exist," I said.

"Kozik's a good guy. Volunteered to keep an eye on ya. It was him or Tig," he said.

"At least Tig has a little bite to him. I've never seen such a happy SA," I said. "And next time you send blondie here to tail me, at least send some money or something to placate me."

"I hear his dick's pretty good," Jax said with a laugh.

"Fuck off," I said before hanging up the phone.

I collapsed onto my bed and rolled to face the wall. Kozik was sitting in my desk chair, his feet kicked up over the side so his boots weren't on the desk.

We sat there in silence for hours. Kozik tried to talk to me and I ignored him. Luckily my two housemates were gone for the weekend so I didn't need to explain this shit to them.

"You could at least talk to me," he said as it approached dinner time. I flipped him off and stayed looking at the wall.

He grabbed my arm and flipped me onto my back.

"Listen here," he said. I swallowed harshly as he held my shoulders to the mattress.

"Don't even think about playing the old lady card. Or the croweater one. I'm SAMCROs Princess. You know damn well that means I do as I please," I said. I tried to shove him off but the years of working in garages and with the MC had built serious muscle for him.

"I'll leave your ass unguarded," he said.

"And my dad will have your head on a silver platter," I said. "Why'd you volunteer if you have such an issue?"

He relaxed and sat down at the foot of my bed causing me to sit up and pull a black SAMCRO throw blanket over me. It'd been a Christmas present from the club a couple years back.

"I know how much Tig cares about you. I'm trying to win him over so he lets me patch in," he said.

"How pissed was he when you volunteered?"

"Not as much as when your father agreed," he said with a chuckle.

I just sighed a little. "Tig will get over himself someday. Ya know."

"Hopefully soon. I can't keep fighting him to get into SAMCRO. Might just go back to Tacoma," he said.

"You still gotta get along then," I said.

He just shook his head a little. "We can keep more distance when I'm in Tacoma."

"That why you left Redwood in the first place?"

He nodded a little.

"I thought I remembered you vaguely from before you transferred. Just hadn't seen you in so long," I said.

He just nodded again before his phone rang. I took that as my opportunity to slip out and start on dinner.