Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy

Giving Back: Chapter 2

T: Missing my baby.

Pixie smiled down at the text from Tig as she took her helmet off, setting it on the handlebars and walked into the courtyard of Charming High school where the fundraiser would be held the next day, Jax had told Pixie where to go and to tell Gemma that he sent her up to help lend a hand, hoping Gemma would be less hostile that way. Pixie wasn't so sure, but she was willing to try for Jax anyways.

P: Bout 2 go help G setup fndrsr, wish me luck. Miss u 2.

Pixie replied then put her phone away and wandered in. The place was set up like a mini carnival and Pixie started getting Fun Town flashbacks and hoped there wouldn't be any clowns. Pretty quickly, she spotted Gemma with another blonde woman setting up the booth.

"Hi Gemma, Jax sent me to come lend a hand." Pixie said casually with a small wave. Gemma turned around and sighed.

"Where's Jax?"

"With Abel, what can I do to help?"

Gemma looked her up and down for a second before tutting. "Help Luann with the boxes of plates and cutlery."

Pixie nodded and the other woman smiled. "Hi, Luann, nice to meet you, I'm Pixie." She said sweetly.

"Hi Pixie, nice to meet you too, you're a Son?"

"Yep. Six years give or take. I was VP at my last charter in England." Pixie explained briefly as she came around the table to help sort through the boxes.

"Wow, my husband Otto's Samcro. He's in prison for the time being though."

"That's a shame." Pixie said sincerely. "You must miss him."

"All the time, work helps though." Luann smiled.

"Oh yeah? What do you do?"

"I'm the head of a successful porn company, Cara Cara." Luann stated casually as she counted polystyrene cups.

"Oh, that's cool." Pixie said, making sure to keep her voice even and neutral so she didn't offend the other woman as she processed her surprise.

Luann laughed. "You took that news better than almost everyone I've told. Including my husband."

Pixie smiled, warming up to Luann. "I don't judge people."

"That's a good philosophy."

"Luann, help me get this banner up." Gemma suddenly put in, holding a blue and white banner with "Sam Crow Chilli Booth" written in tattoo style lettering.

"Hun, do these stilettos look like they're made for climbing?" Luann laughed, gesturing to her purple heels.

"No, but they're really pretty." Pixie complimented. "I'll do it, you need me to get up on the table?"

"Well how else am I gonna get it up?" Gemma snapped.

Pixie put her hands up in a comical surrender motion. "You think that's an excuse of Clay's?" Pixie asked Luann under her breath, surprising the other woman, who let out a cackle of laughter.

"I like you, girl." Luann smiled as Pixie clambered onto the table.

"Thanks, pass me the zip ties and the banner then." Pixie instructed as she stood upright and made sure she could in fact reach the top bar. The other women passed her the items and Pixie put the sign up, securing it to the bars to make sure it didn't flap or fall off. Once she was done, she hopped down and turned to the others. "What next?" Pixie asked eagerly.

The time passed quickly, with Pixie making sure she stayed one step ahead of Gemma, doing jobs for her and sensing when Gemma needed things fetching. Pixie also chatted non-stop with Luann, talking about anything that was on their minds and joking about the Sons life. Gemma was begrudgingly starting to see what the others saw in Pixie, her kind, sassy and independent nature was growing on her and she'd seen how Pixie regarded the other Sons with such care and devotion. Luann, Gemma's best friend, also seemed to be getting on well with Pixie, Gemma was watching the pair as they counted napkins and joked about how messy some of the Sons were.