Claiming Sunshine (16 page)

              Nikki decided to keep him in the dark. He had no idea that they were probably almost to him. It had been almost an hour since they left.

Nikki: I will tell him and we will be on our way. Don't hurt her. I hope we can work this out.

              She had hoped that would keep him calm until they got there. She shot a text out to Scooter.

Nikki: Sam just texted me to let me know that he is at the cabin and that Jewel knows where it is and that he wants the girls and me out there ASAP. I told him we were on our way. Let me know if there is anything else I can do. <3

              Nikki felt completely responsible, and guilty about all of this. Would Scooter be able to forgive her if something happened to Meagan? She had begged him to let her go to the cabin with them. She would leave the girls at the club and sacrifice herself so he could get Meagan back safely, but he refused.

             
“I told you Sunshine... you are mine and I'll be damned if I'm gonna hand you over to him. He lays a finger on my girl, and he won't fuckin' see tomorrow. I will get her back, don't you worry about that,” he had said, before kissing her on the top of the head, and walking out of the clubhouse.

             
He didn't text her back so she went back to flipping through a magazine and watching the kids play pool.

              Meagan figured that at least an hour had gone by since she had escaped him. She was exhausted. Her leg was cramping from staying in the same position for so long, so she carefully moved her hips, so she could get some relief. She had already got the rope off her wrists. She heard the faint sound of a motorcycle in the distance or she thought she did, and then it was gone. She held her breath trying to hear it again, when Sam came back out on the porch looking around. He must have heard it too.

             
“Here comes your rescue squad. You should probably come out now so I can trade you for my wife and kids,” he hollered into the woods, in all directions. He had no idea where she was.

             
She continued to listen for the sound of the bike, and there was nothing, so she resumed her normal breathing. Stupid fucker had no idea what he was in for.

             
He stayed on the porch of the cabin, walking back and forth, looking into the woods in all directions, and yelling out threats and promises. She didn't move.

             
What seemed like forever, she waited, laying flat against the fallen tree.

             
She heard a few branches snap in the distance. Scanning the forest she made out a figure.

              Joe decided to park the bike and walk in. Gun tucked into his pants, he had rolled his bike off the dirt road and gently laid it on its side, on the soft bed of the forest floor. He was on foot, but stayed in the woods just off the road, in case Sam was on the prowl. As he walked along, he soon spotted the truck and cabin and decided to crouch down, so he wouldn't be seen. He was going to rescue his girl, killing two birds, with one stone. He would rescue her, and in doing so, hoped to make things right with Pres.

             
As he was scanning the area for where to go next, he saw a bright green object on the forest floor. Trying to make out what it was, movement at the cabin caught his eye. He spotted Sam, just as Sam started yelling out.

             
“Come on sweetie, I won't try anything.... Your daddy is coming to save you soon and I can't give you back to him if I don't know where you are.” He paused, looking around. “Ok, have it your way.” He opened the door, and walked into the cabin.

             
Joe realized Meagan had escaped and he turned his focus back to the bright green on the forest floor.

             
Meagan heard Sam go back into the cabin and she scanned the forest for the figure that she had just spotted, seconds before. Stopping her eyes on the figure once again, she saw him move closer to her. He was all in black, no bright colors like her. As he got closer, she saw that it was Joe and knew everything was going to be ok. He dropped to the ground and commando crawled to her.

             
Reaching her, he kissed her. “At your service, Princess,” he whispered to her, as he wiped the tears that came.

             
“He tried to rape me and I kicked him in the balls and got away. Dad sent you?” she asked, excited that her dad trusted him.

             
“No, I came on my own. Drifter told me you were taken and I went to Jewel. Drifter said she knew where the cabin was.”

             
Her face fell. “Dad is coming? What's going to happen? Are Nikki and the girls with him?”

             
“I have no idea who's with him but I guarantee he is on his way, nothing could keep him away,” Joe told her.

             
Just then, Sam returned to the porch, as they all heard the bikes coming up the road. The loud motors echoed through the trees, as they got closer.

             
Joe and Meagan watched, as they all came slowly up the dirt road. Joe pulled out his cell and sent a text to Scooter.

Joe: I have Meagan in the woods. I can see you all and will do my best to take him out when I get a clear shot. He tried to rape her and she got away.

              Scooter, Drifter, John, Dean, Crueger, and Crazy Nate all pulled up. Drifter still had Jewl on the back of his bike. Without hesitation, they pulled right up to the cabin. Drifter was the first off his bike, with a gun in hand. Scooter felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

             
“Where's my girls?” Sam yelled at them.

             
“They are right behind us, in the truck... I want to see Meagan, and make sure she is ok before we make the trade. Nikki is great, but no bitch is worth my daughter's safety,” Scooter bluffed, as he pulled out his phone, tapping the screen.

             
“As soon as I see my baby is all right, I will send for them and make the trade. I will go my way, and you will get the fuck outta dodge, because after this, you aren't safe in the area,” Scooter told him, as he took the opportunity to read the text that Joe had sent him. He tried to rape her? Reel it in, he thought, seeing nothing but red, trying to figure out how he was going to get Sam in a spot for Joe to get a clear shot. He text back quickly, to figure out where they were.

Scooter: Where are you so I can get him in your sights?

              Sam didn't know what the fuck he was going to do. How was he going to produce Meagan when he didn't have her? He threw up his index finger, and walked into the cabin. Inside, he thought about his options. Could he shoot all six of them before they could get him, maybe through the window? Running his hands through his hair, he grabbed a hold of it, pulling hard out of frustration. What the fuck was he going to do? Just then, he eyed the shed at the side of the cabin, through the window.

              Scooter's phone buzzed.

Joe: Directly behind you, about 7 o'clock from the front of the cabin.

              Continuing the bluff, he yelled at the cabin. “They are all ready for you. Had them all pack a bag, so you can take them South.” He turned, and took a few steps back to where Drifter was standing.

             
“You two just might be forgiven sooner, than later. Joe is in the woods with Meg. Right behind us, he needs a clear shot. The fucker tried to rape her and he is going down,” he whispered to Drifter and Jewl, under his breath, and then strolled back to his bike, a few feet away.

             
“I have her in the shed, let me get the key,” Sam said, from in the cabin. His truck was parked next to the shed, and he figured he could hopefully get to it, and take off, before they could kill him. It was his only chance. Then he could grab Nikki and the girls, on the way out, and be on his way.

             
He stepped out the door and down the steps, with key in hand. Scooter and Drifter followed, but kept their distance.

             
Scooter waited for it. Waited for the shot to ring out and take this fucker down. What the fuck was Joe waiting for? As Sam rounded the back of the truck, Scooter yelled at him.

             
“You are keeping my daughter in a shed… locked in a shed? She better not have a scratch on her,” said Scooter, in an attempt to stop Sam, and get him to stand in one spot, so Joe could take him out.

             
Sam stopped and turned to them. “She was fine when I put her in here, so if she is messed up, it's on her.”

             
Just then a shot was fired from the woods, right about where Scooter thought they were.  It went straight through Sam's shoulder. He dropped the keys, as he dropped to the ground. Using his other hand, he reached for his gun, but stopped when he felt cold metal at his temple.

             
“One more move, and I will blow your fucking head, clean off.” It was Drifter, as always, right where he needed to be. He took the gun out of Sam’s waistband, and cold cocked him with it,  knocking him the fuck out. “He's out and unarmed, Pres.”

             
“Meagan!! It's safe, you can come out now,” Scooter yelled towards the woods.

             
Within seconds, he saw the bright green of her pants coming out of the woods, with Joe next to her. He made quick work of getting to her. Joe smartly stepped aside, as his Pres., swept her off her feet in a big hug.

             
“I'm so sorry honey. I am so sorry. That mother fucker is gonna pay, big time. Are you ok?” He got it out, all in one breath, not wanting to let her go.

             
“What about Nikki and the girls?” Meagan asked, concerned about him being so quick to give them over to Sam.

             
“They are back at the club, safe and sound. This was never a trade Darlin’. It was a rescue mission and I wasn't leaving here without you.” He pulled her in for another hug, this time, leaving her feet on the ground. “I love you kiddo, this will never happen again.”

             
“Love you too, Daddy. Sorry I was sneaky, I should have told you,” she said, as he gave her a kiss on the top of the head.

             
Looking over at Joe, who was staying close, but out of arms reach from him, he pointed at him. “You are still on my shit list, but this has drastically reduced what I was gonna do to ya. You just rescued my baby. We will be having a private meeting when we get back, and I get all my girls settled. Be ready for it.” He grabbed Meagan's hand, took her over to his bike, and told her to stay there.

             
Joe just stood there, not sure what to do.

             
“Where the fuck is your bike?” Scooter asked him, on his way over to where Drifter was standing over Sam, still knocked out.

             
“I put it in the woods about a mile back. Not sure if I can get it back up though.”

             
“Crueger, take him to his bike, then you two get back to the club and take care of my girls. If they need anything, you get it for them. We will be along in a bit.. gotta take care of business.”

             
The two brothers took off down the road on Crueger's bike.

             
Scooter walked back to his daughter, and his bike. “Gonna send you back to the club with John, so Drifter and I can do what needs to be done here.” He put his arm around her shoulders and walked her over to John.

             
“Get her outta here, to the club, and keep her the fuck away from Joe.”

             
“But Dad, he just saved my life and shot Sam,” she said, looking up at him, still wrapped in his arm. “That's gotta count for something?”

             
“Oh, it does Hun, but he and I have some shit to sort out before the two of you get to see each other again, you get me?”

             
She nodded. “Yes Dad.”

             
He kissed her head again, before releasing her. She climbed on behind John, and put the extra helmet on.

             
John and Dean started their bikes as Crazy Nate went over to Pres, asking if he could stay for the “festivities” as he put it. Scooter nodded, and walked over to Drifter.

             
Jewl still stood by Drifter's bike, being quiet, knowing that she fucked up, and was still in for it. But did that mean that she was going to have to stay, and watch them do whatever it was that they did to people, after they kidnapped and tried to rape one of their own? She did her best to clear her throat to be noticed.