Description: Jax's little sister returns from college and sets herself a goal of letting loose and sleeping with the Prospect. Chibs is a bit of a cockblock and ends it before she gets the chance.

I smiled as TM came into view and I pulled into the lot. I parked the car and got out, walking towards the open door of the office.

"(Y/N)?" Tig asked, lifting his sunglasses before running over to me.

"Tiggy," I said, hugging him tightly as he picked me up and spun me in a circle.

"How've you been?" He asked, his arm still around my shoulders as he led me towards the garage.

"Great," I said. "I'm officially a lawyer."

"Seriously?" He asked. I nodded and he cheered as everyone else walked out of the garage.

"Baby sister home at last," Jax said, walking over to me carrying my nephew.

"This Abel?" I asked, hugging my brother before taking the baby he handed to me.

"It sure is little sis," he said. I smiled down at my nephew and cooed to him as my mother walked out of the office and came over to hug me.

"We're celebrating tonight," she said.

"Hell yes," I said. "No college party could ever compare to a SAMCRO party."

"Hey lass," Chibs said, walking up to me. My mom took Abel and I hugged Chibs tightly.

He was the closest thing I had to a father after JT died.

"What happened to the big city boyfriend?" Bobby asked as he hugged me next. All the guys started paying attention, awaiting my answer.

"Dumped his ass," I said. "Walked a little too straight and narrow for me."

"What's that even mean?" Jax asked.

"I need someone who would kill defending me. Can't have your dumbasses looking after me forever," I said.

"Ain't gettin rid of us that easy love," Chibs said.

"A girl can dream," I said dramatically as a blonde I didn't recognize walked out of the garage he was wearing a kutte, but he wasn't a patched member yet.

"Who's the new prospect?" I asked lowly to Chibs and Tig.

"We call him Half-Sack," Chibs said.

"Is it sad that I'm a little curious?" I asked.

"Nah," Tig said. "We all were."

"How?" I asked.

"Former soldier. Caught some shrapnel in an unfortunate location," Chibs said. I nodded as Chibs walked off towards the garage. Half Sack was staring at me suddenly.

"He's definitely got a hard on for ya," Tig said. I shoved him away from me and walked over to the blonde.

"You're new here," I said, looking into the garage to see who was around me.

"I could say the same about you," he said.

"Except I'm a Teller," I said. "Jax's baby sister."

"I've heard of you. You get outta here and become a big shot lawyer, people take notice," he said.

"Well I wouldn't say big shot yet, but I can legally defend the club and that's really all I want," I said.

"Really?" He asked.

"Since they won't let me prospect in," I said. He stared at me shocked for a second.

"You tried?" He questioned.

"I can out ride and out shoot most of the guys," I said. "Or I could at 21. It's been a while. Not really allowed to have guns in on campus housing."

"You still ride?" He asked. I nodded a bit.

It fell silent for a second before I decided I didn't like that.

"Half Sack," I said.

"They told you?" He asked.

"Just the name but I've known em long enough to know where it came from with em saying," I said.

"My god, there goes my chance with ya," he said.

"Not quite," I said. "You going to the party tonight?"

"I've gotta bartend," he said.

"Not all night," I said. "I'm expecting at least one dance."

"Jax won't kill me?" He asked.

"I can handle my big brother," I said, moving closer to Half Sack. "Just save me a dance."

I kissed his cheek before spinning on my heel and walking off to find my mother.

"Damn baby we were starting to get a show," Tig said.

"Quit being a perv," I shouted.

"Can't do that sunshine," he responded as I walked into the office.

"You and the prospect?" My mother asked.

"Gotta entertain myself somehow," I said. "What times the party?"

"Not til 9 or so," she said. "I could use some set up help."

"I'll be here at 7," I said. "I'm gonna head home and eat and shower though."

She nodded so I headed off.

The time passed quickly and before long I was pulling up to the clubhouse on my bike. I placed my helmet on the seat as I shook out my curls.

"Glad to see you still ride," Clay said.

"Hey man," I said, walking over and hugging him.

"How're ya doing?" He asked.

"Great," I said.

"Prospect asked about you," he said.

"Half Sack?" I asked as we walked into the clubhouse together. He nodded.

"What about?" I asked.

"Just if he could slip away from the bar cause you'd demanded a dance," he said.

"I just need to live a little. For the first time in six years I don't have a deadline breathing down my neck."

"Fair enough," Clay said as he walked over to my mother and kissed her quickly before disappearing on some last minute something or another.

"You look good sweetie," she said. I was wearing some high waisted jean shorts with a black SAMCRO crop top that I'd made. You could just see the lace of my bralet underneath the shirt, and my several tattoos were on full display.

"Thanks Ma," I said and started helping her get things set up for the guys to ruin in a matter of minutes.

After several hours of partying and drinking, I was buzzed. I'd only had a few but it was enough that I was feeling pretty good. I'd given up drinking while in college so I could focus on my studies, so the buzz felt foreign once again.

I leaned onto the bar next to Chibs.

"Hey lass," he said.

"Croweater six o'clock. Been staring all night," I said. He chuckled a little and I smiled.

"Thanks love, but I'm not really in the mood," he said. "Just want ta be real drunk."

I nodded and turned to face Half Sack.

"I believe you owe me a dance," I said.

"That I do," he said.

I dragged him out from behind the bar and wrapped my arms around him. The music was loud but it was pretty slow. We swayed to the music a bit.

"You went to Clay about me?" I asked.

"Just be-." I pressed my finger to his lips.

"I'm not some piece of ass you need permission to use. I'm an adult woman and I don't belong to anyone," I said.

"I know," he said, his hand making its way to my cheek.

"I just-." I grabbed his collar and pulled his lips to mine.

"You gotta learn if you want something you take it around here," I said.

"I thought you weren't just some piece of ass," he said with a chuckle.

"I'm not but that doesn't mean I wouldn't mind you pushing me up against a wall and telling me you want me," I said.

"I do want you," he said, leaning down to press his lips to my neck below my ear. "But not while your drunk. Not the first time anyways."

"I'm not too drunk to not give consent," I said. "I want to Half, really I do."

"Unfortunately your Scottish buddy over there wants another drink," Half Sack said, looking over towards Chibs.

We separated and I headed towards Chibs.

"What a cockblock," I mumbled as I sat down next time him.

"I'm saving ya from a world of hurt love," he said.

"What's that even mean?" I asked.

"Do you know why no brothers ever laid his hand on ya?" He asked. I shook my head no. The closest I got to fucking a member was Opie back in high school when he and Donna had gotten into a fight once. Never meant anything to either of us.

"Jax and Clay would kill us," he said.

"Clay was fine with Sack and I," I said. "Sack talked to him."

"He acted fine."

I heard the sounds of fighting and a couple of the guys had gotten into it over something. Sack had shoved the tables and chairs out of the way with the Ortiz guy helping him. When they finally quit they didn't hug or make up just glared at each other and walked away.

"The fucks happened since I left?" I asked, suddenly hyper aware of my surroundings.

"We don't know love," Chibs said. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I leaned into his hug some.

The following morning, I walked out of Chibs dorm, still dressed in my party clothes and looking for coffee.

"What happened last night?" I asked Half Sack who was up already and cleaning.

"You got your dance and Chibs cockblocked me."

I nodded as I got some coffee.

"He's been known to do that," I said.

"What?"

"He was just looking out for me cause I was drunk," I said. "Nothing major."

"Nothing major?" Half Sack yelled. "You went back to his fucking dorm with him."

"So I didn't drive home drunk Sack. It's not like we did anything. And it sure as hell isn't any of your concern. I hope you're a damn good brother because this possessiveness over me when we aren't even anything is ridiculous."

"I'm sorry," he said. "I just wanted to be something."

"You've got a lot of trust to build up before that could ever happen."