Description: Tig's old lady gets mad at him when he keeps picking fights with his brothers.

"Hey pretty thing." I turned to the source of the male voice. Some prospect. Great.

"Fuck off," I said and went back to scrubbing the floor. Opie and Tig had gotten into it inside and I got the joy of scrubbing the blood off the floor while Chibs and Jax were checking on them.

"Aren't you like supposed-." I cut him off.

"Fuck off. Better yet. Finish the damn floor."

"You're a croweater," he said.

"Prospect, finish cleaning the damn floor," Happy said.

The prospect just nodded and I went and thanked Happy.

"Who's the new kid?" I asked nodding in the prospects direction.

"He won't make it. Don't worry," Happy said.

"Thanks," I said. He just nodded and glared at the prospect who had quit working.

Before long Tig and Chibs walked out of the back room.

"Who-?" Tig shut up pretty quick. He just looked at me.

"Fighting with Opie again?" I asked.

"She's on a war path brotha," Chibs said.

"Prospect called her a croweater," Happy said.

"Ain't she?" The prospects voice interrupted.

"Stay out of conversations among members grunt. You ain't earned that. And she's my old lady," Tig growled as he got in the prospects face.

"And the niece of Gemma and JT."

Chibs just chuckled at me as he got himself a beer. He offered me one and I declined as Tig was still yelling at the prospect.

"Babe," I yelled, cutting Tig's voice off. He was angry and wouldn't stop. I shrugged a little and Chibs and Happy said it was fine. I sat at the bar for a while longer waiting for Tig to finish up. When he finally quit he came over and wrapped his arms around my torso.

"Better?" I asked.

Tig just grunted and cuddled into my neck. I patted his hands and smiled at him. He started to kiss my neck.

"What else do you have today?" I asked, turning slightly on the bar stool.

"Just you," he said.

"Lets go home then," I said. He took my hand and went to lead me to my car. Unfortunately we were stopped short by my cousin who looked pissed at the world.

"What's wrong Jackson?" I asked.

He walked passed me and shoved Tig. They started screaming about killing women and something else. I just stood off to the side and let them shove each other around. Luckily Chibs and Happy came out of the clubhouse. They must have seen the fight on the cameras.

"Take him home," Chibs said, shoving Tig towards me as Happy was hauling Jax inside.

"Come on baby," I said. Tig kissed me on the temple as I motioned for him to get on his bike. "Straight home."

"Yes ma'am," he said. I rolled my eyes a little but leaned down and kissed his lips.

I headed to my car and Chibs ran over to me, stopping me before I could get in.

"Tig killed Donna. We've got church at 8 am. Keep him home til then. It was an order from Clay during his corruption so I doubt anything will come of it."

I nodded and Chibs kissed my head before turning and walking away. I got in my car and headed home.

The second I got in the door Tig had his hands on me and was trying to kiss my neck. He knew I hated him fighting his brothers and he was trying to suck up for it.

"Stop. You have church at 8 am. Chibs doesn't think anything is gonna come of this but you will need to make it up to your brothers."

Tig just nodded. His head didn't move away from my shoulder.

"Understood?"

"Yes," he said.

"Good," I said. I ran my hand through his hair and tugged it slightly to get his attention. I kissed his lips deeply before pulling back.

"I'm still mad you think fighting with your brothers is a good idea."

"Opie came after me."

"Still," I said. "You should've taken it to the ring, not a street brawl."

"I'm sorry baby," he said.

"You've got a lot of making up to do," I said.

He chuckled slightly. "We'll start with a good fuck. Then I'll order take out from the diner, probably chicken tenders and fries, depends on your mood. Then we'll snuggle on the couch and watch Back to the Future or Dirty Dancing or something."

I nodded and Tig pulled me into a deep kiss. His hands found their way to my ass and he quickly picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.