L. Ann Marie (8 page)

Two days

Amanda

I'm so fuckin happy.  Bob washed me in the shower for the first time since we've been here.  He's smiling and laughing more.  I noticed he stopped using the cane in the house.  He limps but still walks without the cane.  The braces make life easy; I didn't realize how pain sucks the life out of you.  I'm glad the MC is good friends with the Baxter's.  I read their book a few years ago but never met any of them.  Bob knows them and says they are good people.  CJ's husband, Cloud, works for them a couple of days a week.  I'm so excited that I'll meet Mitch when Bob gets fitted for the new leg she's building.  I'll probably drool all over myself and act stupid but I'll get to meet her, I've never met a celebrity before.

"Babe?"  Bob is watching me.

I laugh.  "Sorry, my brain flew away with the meeting Mitch thing."

He laughs.  "Are you back now?"  I nod.  "I bought the house; I asked if you'll stay here with me."

What?  "You bought the house?"  He just bought a house?

"You missed ‘will you stay here with me’."  He's smiling.

"How did you buy a house?"

He rolls his eyes.  "I had Jess take the money from my account and put it in the MC's.  The house is ours now if you want to stay with me.  Do you want to stay here with me?"

"You have the money to buy a house just sitting in your account?"  Who the fuck has that kind of money?

"Fuck, woman!  Do you want to stay here or not?"  Damn, he's pissed.

"Of course I want to stay, I'm already moved in.  How the hell do you have enough to just buy the house?  Do you want me to give you half?  I should give half if I'm staying."  That would be fair.

He kisses me.  "Stop talking.  You just agreed to live with me.  I'm not sure but I think it's a big step and I want to fuckin take that in without all the talk of money."

I laugh.  "Ok.  Thank you, I'd love to move in with you.  We need to do the split the bills in half thing though.  I need to pay my way."

"Fuck, you're not fuckin easy when you get something in your head.  I'm set for money, the house talk is done.  I'll do the bill thing with you if you stop fuckin talking about it."

Damn.  He's getting pissed because I want to pay my way.  "I'm sorry, it's important to me to pay my way.  I've lived with someone before and it was a major issue, I don't want any problems over something as stupid as money."

He looks at the floor.  Fuck, I pissed him off.  "I've never lived with anyone.  I don't want to know that you have but I don't want money to be a problem either.  I'll split the bills and let you know what that is.  Is there anything else I should know?"

"Cleaning, laundry, shopping, cooking and other errands.  Family obligations and dates that are important to you."

"Fuck!  Ok.  Cleaning is by the maid service; they will be here once a week unless we need them more.  I know how to do laundry and always do my own.  I don't like shopping for food but don't mind cooking.  I don't have family obligations.  I'll get you a schedule of dates that are important and why later today.  Did I miss anything?"  He looks hopeful.

I smile and hug him.  "Nope, you did perfect.  I'll shop on Saturday.  If you want something specific make me a list."  I lift up on my toes and kiss him.  He's got me breathing heavy.  "I hope my fuckin vibrator made it here."  I whisper against his chest.

He laughs.  "No sex, babe."

"Not talking about sex, just relief."  I move away and look for some shoes to wear.

"Fuck.  How about we work something out tonight?  No sex but relief."  He smiles.

I shrug my shoulders.  "Ok.  When did the doctor say is ok for you?"

"When I can get it up."  He smiles.  Fuckin guy.

"Why didn't you tell me? 
I
could have given
you
relief."

He looks away.  Grabbing his belt he slides it on.  He's embarrassed about his leg?  How the hell am I supposed to ask him that?  He sits and pulls the brace over to him.  Finally, he looks at me.  "You're still hurt.  On top of me not knowing how to live with one fuckin leg, I don't know how to fuck with one leg.  It's not something I wanted to say out loud but I don't want you thinking the worst.  I know women do that.  It really is me trying to figure out how it will work."

I nod.  "I would have thought it was me so thanks for telling me.  Since I just told you I'd move in, I think it's something we both need to figure out.  I didn't think it would make a difference to you so I didn't give it much thought.  We can do that tonight.  It might be fun to test and try new things and positions."  I say smiling at him.

His eyes clear and the wrinkle above his brow smoothes out as he smiles.  "Yeah."  I kiss him and shoo him out the door.  "Aleena is here in two minutes."

"Fuck!"  He stands and walks out the door.

I do a happy dance because I'm fuckin demented.  I get to meet Mitch, I'm staying with Bob, he's splitting the bills, a maid service is doing the cleaning and he cooks and does laundry.  To top it off, he's going to give me relief tonight while we try new positions.  It's eight in the morning and life is fuckin beautiful.  Demented but happy.

I've been working on a picture over the last couple of days and get to my computer to try finishing it up today.  I want to surprise Bob with it on his birthday.  I know he's going to ride his bike to work today.  Tiny put something on it to make it easier to drive.  He probably told me five times but I don't get it.  I never drove a motorcycle and have no idea what one part or another is.  I know where the gas tank on my car is.  Anything else is the mechanic's job.  That's what they are for; I don't see why we both need to know that shit.  I don't expect the plumber to understand about shading his ink.

Bob

Cloud is flying Pres up to the meet.  Me and Rich will be going with him.  Fuckin one percenters have been fuckin with the Brothers.  Hammer, the president of our Brothers to the north, has thrown a heavy presence in our absence.  I ride the compound roads until I have the hand shift and clutch down.  At the gate I wait for my tag.  I'm fuckin pissed because he was supposed to be here fifteen fuckin minutes ago.  I go into the shack and call Security.  Danny rides up and comes in wondering what's going on.

"One fuckin Brother.  My tag isn't here either."  We hear an engine revving and look out the window.  Danny pushes me to the back door.  When I fall, he pulls me to the edge of the shack by my arm.  What the fuck?  The truck goes right through the front of the shack.  It hits the steel girders that makes up the back wall and stops.  I pull my gun and hold it on the driver’s side trying to pull myself up.  Danny moves around me with his gun out.

"Fuckin move so I can shoot you."  He opens the door and pulls the pussy out.  I make it to my feet and cover him.  The guard is on his phone outside, yelling at someone about something strapped to the truck.  "Bob, cover him while I see what the fuck is strapped to the truck."

"Got him, Brother."  I move closer and the pussy moves.  I swing and knock him out with the side of my gun.

Danny looks back.  "Fuckin nice and you’re still standing.  No problem with balance?"

I smile, "Not too bad.  I didn't think about it though.  I want to hear what he has but he was moving toward you.  Was just a quick reaction."

He smiles, "That's why I like working with you, fuckin smart."

"You think you can fuckin talk later and see what the fuck is on the truck, lights are flashing over here?"  The guard yells from outside.

I laugh and bend to drag the pussy out so the guard will have something to do besides whine.  Danny goes to the other side of the truck.  "Fuck!  Run!"  I let the pussy's arm go and jog away from the shack.  Danny is right behind me, he ducks and leans into the fence pulling my arm down with him.  The explosion is fuckin enormous.  Wood is dropping around us on fire.  My ears are ringing and fuckin Danny is laughing.  I look at what he's looking at and laugh.  The pussy is covered in roof like the witch from the Wizard of Oz, all you can see is his feet sticking out.

"Guess we won't get answers from him after all."  I look at him.

He lifts my pant leg.  "That's fuckin cool as shit!  Mitch and her fuckin sci-fi body parts.  Wait til the kids get a load of this; they already think your fuckin Badass, now you have the fuckin bionic parts to prove it."

I laugh.  Fuckin Danny.  It is fuckin cool but we've got fuckin wood burning all around us, a dead guy under the shack roof and a fuckin truck that just blew the fuck up.  I use the fence to pull myself up.  HS is showing up.  The fire department pulls in right behind the bikes.  Allan asks how we're doing.  Once the little fires are out everyone stands around the roof looking at the guy’s legs sticking out.

Chase calls me from Clouds house.  I go behind the gate so no one hears me.  "Get all the kids to the Club room and the old ladies in Danny's house.  No one goes outside.  I need to get Amanda over there, I'll send someone up for her."  I hang up and call her, letting her know I'll have someone pick her up and bring her to Kate's.  She tells me she'll bring her laptop and work from there.  Fuckin nice.  Not a single complaint.

I look around for HS and spot Bull and Driscoll.  "Driscoll, I need you to get Amanda over to Danny's house."  He nods and looks around.  Tiny pulls up, Driscoll talks to him then takes his truck up for Mandy.

I go back to Danny at the roof.  "We need to lift it off him."  Danny tells us.  "Lift and move straight toward the water."  Brothers and firemen gather around it and bend.  I stand back and watch, Tiny stands by me.  I would help but I'm not sure I can put that kind of weight on my brace.  I wince when they move it off him.  He's fuckin squashed.  The beams left indents on his body.  Stupid fuck.

I go to my bike and pull my bag.  I need to know who my tag is and where the fuck the other guard is.  Danny walks toward me.  "You need to get to Security.  Ben and Rich are waiting."  I look at him like he's fuckin nuts.  A truck just blew up at the fuckin gate.  He leans closer.  "Need a show of you leaving."  I put my bag back and throw my leg over.  "Tiny is your tag."  I nod putting my helmet on.  Looking around, I see Tiny on Danny's bike.  We drive through town fast, making Security in minutes.  A Brother takes the bikes, there are no bikes outside.  They're getting ready for a fight.

Tiny points me to the elevator.  "I've never taken the elevator.  It's nice."  I tell him.

"No sense wearing out your leg on fuckin stairs.  This is going to get worse before it gets better."  He sounds resigned.  I look at him and nod.

We get out and walk to the meeting room.  I notice I'm not limping as much today.  Cloud, Pres and Rich are here.  "We'll be flying to Foxboro, Baxter's has their Security chopper loaded and waiting.  They have bikes with it."  I nod.  "You, Rich and Cloud will be coming back here.  Art will fly me and Tiny up to the meet."

I have to ask.  "Is there a bike I can ride?"

He looks at me surprised.  "Fuck!"

"We can load his bike in the chopper and take it with us.  Your Security bike is here, right?"  I nod.  "Rich call down have it brought to the chopper at the Club."  Rich walks out pulling his phone.

"The chopper at the Club?  Isn't it right here?"  I could have sworn it was here.

Pres smiles.  "Cloud had it sent up from the reservation.  Christian saw what was going to happen.  He didn't give us the gate but we got the rest.  We need to leave now.  Rich will fill you in on the way back."  I nod.  Fuck.

We set down in Foxboro, the second chopper lands on the side of us.  Driscoll and Chet climb out and get my bike down.  Baxter Security bikes are here.  Rich looks at me.  "We ride together until we get to the reservation, you go through it to the Club with Driscoll.  Take your bikes through the kid’s room to my dad’s."  I throw him chin.  Tiny and Pres switch choppers and are off.  "The reservation chopper will follow them.  They have four Baxter Security following and two with them.  Pres will be taken but Security and Hammer will get him back."  Fuck!  "There's nothing we can do but get back to the kids."  I throw chin then my leg over.

We ride in formation until we get to the reservation land on the highway.  Me and Driscoll slow, going off road to a path and ride through the reservation roads.  It feels like it's taking forever but we get close to the Club and hit the back road moving faster.  A Prospect has the gate open for us and we ride to the back.  Bull and Geek are waiting, they help get the bikes up the stairs and into the meeting room.  Geek hands us ear pieces, as soon as I put it on I hear Rich at Security and Little Ben answering him.

The elevator opens with me and my bike; Danny's waiting and pushes it through to the stairway for his house.  He leaves it in the hallway.  The whole fuckin place is busy.  I go over to the control section and wait for Little Ben to finish telling Rich about the trucks and cars they tagged in the yard.  Brantley tagged them in yellow so they can be picked out easy.  Fuckin kids running Ops always makes me smile but they are fuckin smart and professional about it.

"Fuckin nice, LB.  I'm with Digs; I'll run clearing the roads.  I need you to keep someone on the highway from the south and run the second HS team.  I just sent Darren the lineup."

"On it, LP2."  Little Ben says, making me laugh.  Danny's standing on the side of him smiling.