-Three Months Later- In four weeks, a great deal could change. More than anyone could possibly imagine. Alexander Black had officially stepped down as President, allowing Tillman to take his place and Patty to become Vice President. Not a single person had voted against it. Things between the two chapters of the Red Devil Motorcycle Club had come to a surprising standstill, but that didn't mean things would stay like that. Things never stayed calm for long. Not when you were an outlaw. Nothing was ever this simple when you were an outlaw. It was just the calm before the storm. *** Kaci had moved in with Solomon, their relationship with Jeremy still rocky at best. Nonexistent at worst. It almost, no it [i]did,[/i] hurt how little she got to see her older brother. "Solo, get in her!" Her fragile heart was sinking into her stomach as she stared down at the test. Two blue lines. Just like the other three tests. She and Solomon were going to be parents. Everything she never wanted. Ever. This was her worst nightmare. "Oh dear God," she muttered into the toilet. If there were any hopes of fixing the relationship between Jeremy and Solo, they had all just been pissed away. Literally. _____________ Like Kaci and Solomon, Tallis and Tillman had moved in together; she was even officially his old lady, something she had always wanted to be. The happy couple had been spending a great deal of time at the clubhouse, making sure that everything was running smoothly. It was. For the most part, at least. Tallis had been looking into expanding their drug trade, turning it into a drug empire. Heroine. Meth. Crack. Cocaine. Weed. The Red Devils were selling it all, and some of them were even getting addicted to it. Tallis was curled up on Tillman's lap, looking over the club's finances while Jeremy smoked a joint. "We need to continue pushing the heroine and meth, they seem to be doing really well in the neighboring counties. Cocaine is still selling well in our's, but it looks like weed is also doing particularly well with the teenagers. Which makes sense, because the weed is fucking fantastic. I would know." She would know, seeing as how she smoked it so often.