DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT KURT SUTTER OR RELATED IN ANYWAY UNFORTANTELY, SO WHATEVER YOU RECOGNIZE ISN'T MINE.

She sat in her old beat up Ford truck that her mother had gotten for her graduation, not knowing her daughter would run to the man she used to call "daddy". She looked up at the white house in front of her from her truck that was parked on the street in front of it. She closed her eyes, knowing she'd have to explain why she came back, why she wanted to stay. No, that she needed to stay. Her mother had taken her when she was only 8 and now, 10 years later, she was back. She hadn't seen her dad or brother since then, they didn't even know about her graduation.

When she found out her mother didn't even tell them, she yelled and stormed out. It was more then that though, she was hurt. She didn't know how, but she knew they'd be there for her. She was the surprise her parents didn't know they were having and it put a strain on the relationship, she knew that. Having a drunk dad in a bike club was apparently too much if you had a little girl and her mother didn't want her to grow up and in "the life" what the fuck that meant she couldn't tell you.

She jumped as the garage door opened, revealing two motorcycles and one biker. He was tall, taller then she remembered from the last time she saw him. She also noticed his hair was longer and his facial hair made him look scary, which if needed probably was. She watched him back his bike out and then stop. He walked back in and came back out with a bag of some sort and his helmet, stopping when he noticed the truck. She gulped as he stared, trying to figure out who she was. She turned the truck off and slowly opened her door, jumping at the noise it made. She walked around it, noticing the man still looking at her. She looked up and stared at his face. She watched as his eyes scanned her over, realizing who she was.

"Candice?"

She nodded and ran to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He felt the tears on his shirt and her hands grab onto his cut that proudly had his new patch added, having just finished prospecting into his father's club. He wrapped his arms around her and held her to him. When she calmed down, she looked up at him. "Hey, Harry."

He smiled, "Hey baby girl. What are you doing here? Mom know your here?"

She chuckled, "Don't give a fuck if she does and I wanted to see you and Piney."

"POP." the man, Harry, called back to the house.

She felt him turn them around as a man came out, looking older then she remembered. She held onto the biker, watching as the older man studied her.

"Candy..."

She smiled with tears in her eyes. "Hi, daddy."

He opened his arms and she ran into him, clutching him like she did the other. He pulled her to him.

"What are you doing here, baby girl?"

She looked up and into his eyes, being 5'2" would always suck. "I wanna live with you. I'm 18 and can get a job. Please don't make me go back."

Her father, Piney, pulled her to him. "You can stay and I'm sure we can find you something. What about school?"

The men watched the anger in her eyes as she answered her father. "Mary didn't tell you I graduated yesterday. We got into it and I jumped in my truck and left. I think it needs work though, almost died twice on the way here."

She could see the anger on their faces and then they softened.

"Just glad your home kid. How about you follow us to the shop and we can look at your truck. Opie has a thing to do today with the club."

She nodded silently, going back to her truck to follow them to them

They watched her go and then Opie turned to the other man. "It's more then just mom, pop."

"I know, but she wants us. I've missed out on too much from her, Ope. You go take care of business and we'll see you when you get back."

Opie nodded and then they all headed to the shop.

She pulled into a parking space by a black car, remembering that the bikes parked at the clubhouse. She silently got out, knowing people would be watching. She grabbed her bag out of the cab and slid it over her head and shoulder so that the strap went across her chest and headed to the bikes. She heard the whistles as she got to her dad and brother. Opie pulled her to him. "I will be back later, CanCan. I have to do something with Jax and Tig."

She looked up and nodded. "Alright, you still with that Donna girl?"

She watched his eyes light up. "Yeah, we're buying our first home and moving next week. I'm sure she'd like the help."

She beamed up at him. "I would like that. I liked her."

They gave each other a hug and then she watched him head over to a blonde sitting on a picnic table.

"Let go see if someone can help with the truck, Candy."

She nodded at her dad and followed him to another man in a cut smoking a cigarette.

Opie walked over to Jax and Tig, making sure his bag was secure on on his back. "What?"

Jax nodded, looking past him. "Who's that?"

Opie rolled his eyes and furrowed his brows at his friend. "Don't man. That's Candice."

Tig and Jax both looked at their 'brother'. "Candice!?"

Opie just nodded. "I know Tara just up and left you six months ago, but don't Jax. We don't know why she's even here, just that she wants to be with us."

"I wasn't."

"Sure you weren't." Tig chuckled, mounting his bike.

Jax flipped him off, mounting his own and strapping his helmet. He looked over to see the red head looking back at him. He waved and smiled when she waved back. He took off behind his brothers and all he could think of was how much Opie's kid sister looked all grown up and it was going to be a problem.

She watched as her brother took off with two other bikers, one she could tell instantly was Jax Teller. She remembered him being at her house with his girlfriend all the time to hang with Harry and Donna. She waved when he waved at her and she felt butterflies, which she squashed immediately. She wasn't here to get her heart stomped on again, she was through with that and she was hoping he wouldn't find her here. Her mother didn't believe her and she was hoping she wouldn't have to tell her dad and brother. "Candy."

She turned her head, hearing her name, and looked at Piney.

"This is Juice, he came after you and your mom left, baby girl. He's gonna help with the truck."

She smiled, "Nice to meet you, Juice. What's your real name?"

He chuckled, "Juan. Lead the way."

She nodded and led him to her truck. She got in and popped the hood and waited for instructions. Juice stuck his head over the engine to see if he could see anything out of the ordinary before pulling out. "Can you turn it on? I wanna see if we can figure it out or if I have to drive it."

She nodded and turned it on. He stood up and listened to it before sticking his head over a bit to see if he saw anything. "Damn..." He stated, shaking his head.

"That bad?"

He turned and smiled at her. "Nah, I just can't see anything. Your dad said it almost died on you."

She nodded, "Twice on the way. Wanna drive?"

He nodded and she hopped out and made room for him. "I'll just wait here with my dad."

Juice nodded and shut the door. She watched as he took off and then turned to find her dad. She scanned the bays and the front of the clubhouse, not finding him. She wasn't ever allowed in the building, so she wasn't sure she was now. She saw the room for the office and decided to check there first. She walked up and knocked on the door. "Come in..."

She turned the knob and walked in to see a woman looking at her with brown hair and blonde highlights. "Can I help you, sugar?"

"I'm looking for my dad, Piney."

She watched the woman's eyes widen. "Candice?"

she nodded, "I wasn't sure if I could go to the clubhouse. Juice took off with my truck and he's not outside."

The woman nodded. "Of course, baby, I'll take you. You don't remember me?"

She shook her head. "A bit, not your name though, sorry."

The older woman smiled, "Gemma. I'll take you in to him."

"Thank you." She stated, following the woman, Gemma, into the building she had once dreamed of entering.

She walked in and stared at the room. It was bigger then she thought and had a bar and pool table with what looked like a stripper pole in one corner. There were tables here and there with a couch and some chairs in the corner by the stripper pole. She smiled when she saw her dad sitting on a barstool with a shot glass, that she remembered. "Juice took it for a drive to see if he could figure it out."

He nodded, "You remember Gemma, Candy?"

She sat at one of the tables where Gemma had sat. "A little. You're Jax's mom."

Gemma nodded, "Yes, of course you'd remember him."

Candice smiled, "Just that he was always at the house with some girl. Oh and he helped bandage my knee when I wrecked my bicycle when I was six."

Gemma chuckled, "Sounds like him. I'm married to Clay. You remember him?"

Candice sat for a bit, thinking on that when a man with gray hair came in. He had a mustache and a bit of scruff with aviators covering his eyes. She smiled. "You're Clay. I remember you."

Clay took his sunglasses off and gave Gemma a kiss before addressing the young woman.

"I am, and why would you need to remember me, darlin'."

Gemma smiled. "She's Candice Winston, baby."

The biker's pulled up behind one of Darby's labs and parked in the woods. Opie sat his bag down on the ground, making sure he had the bombs ready to throw and then take off. Darby had once again dealt his shit in Charming and so was getting taught another lesson. This was his and Jax's first time after being patched to take a job with anyone other then Clay. They wanted to make sure it went smooth.

"Got it?" Tig whispered.

Opie nodded and took all three out of his bag and handed them out.

"The trigger is right here on the top. You push it and throw. Bobby helped me make them so they are easy enough to work. We figured we could all throw in different directions of the house."

Jax and Tig nodded and then gripped the bombs like a football with their thumbs on the trigger. They all spread out a bit and then when Tig gave the signal, they threw them at the house. Two through windows and one smashing against the door. They ran to their bikes and took off right as they went off. They rode all the way back to the shop and pulled in right as Juice was getting back with the truck. Opie walked over to Juice while Jax and Tig went to report to Clay. "What'd ya find?"

Juice nodded. "That is a fucked up piece of shit. May cost a lot to fix, Ope. Where she get it?"

Opie shook his head, "Hell if I know. She in with pop?"

"Most likely."

Opie nodded and then the bikers went into the clubhouse to discuss Darby with the others. Opie dropped the truck keys on the table and kissed his sister on the top of the head. "We'll talk after church."

She nodded and watched the men put their phones in some box, heading into a room and shutting the door. She sighed and laid her head on the table. Gemma watched the girl, knowing something was eating at her. Candice had told them she came because she missed them and now Mary couldn't do shit about it. Gemma; however, thought there was more to it and was hoping to help the girl that looked so lost. "Are you alright?" Gemma whispered, leaning down.

Candice looked up at her and sighed. "Yeah, long drive. I also have a feeling my truck isn't fixable. Why?"

"You look like someone seriously hurt ya, baby."

Gemma saw the look pass over the teen in front of her and leaned closer. "You can talk to me if you need to. Just between us girls, ok."

"I was raped at a party a week ago. Mary didn't believe me. Said I was born into the biker world and so ended up a whore anyway. It was some of the guys from the football team, one was my boyfriend. Don't tell my daddy please." She rushed out, not really knowing why she just word vomited over Gemma, but relieved she did.

Gemma grasped her hands and looked at her. "Oh baby girl, I wont tell them until I feel I need to. Do you know if there is any possibility of you getting stuck with a kid?"

She shook her head. "I was on my period when they did it, Gemma."

Gemma let out a breath. "Good, I'm here to talk whenever. What your mom said, that's not true. This wasn't your fault."

"Okay. Can I ask a favor?" Candice whispered, remembering this woman was really nice when she was younger, more so then her own mother.

Gemma nodded and urged the girl to continue. "Um...I left in the middle of the night when Mary wasn't home and it was spur of the moment so I forgot clothes. I have some money, but I'm not sure which store to go to."

Gemma smiled and pulled her to her. "I will take you to Lodi tomorrow for some clothes, baby."

"Thank you."

"How did it go?" Clay asked, after going over the normal stuff.

"Went of smooth. No loose ends." Tig answered for them.

Clay looked to Jax and Opie at the end of the table, who nodded. "Good. There really isn't anything else, I think. I do wanna say that I'm glad Candice is back, I know how much you both missed her."

Opie and Piney nodded in thanks and then the meeting was over. They opened the doors to find Gemma and Candice hugging and then the two pulled back to look at the guys.

"Dinner to welcome our lost one back, my house tonight." Gemma stated to all of them.

Everyone nodded and either took seats at the bar or around the women. They all laughed and joked and Candice was between her brother and father, not wanting to be anywhere else. Listening to them made her remember a time that wasn't so complicated, wasn't full of bad people or bad situations and she was glad. Glad that she made the choice to come home, came back to her family.

"You alright?"

She looked over at her brother and nodded. "Yeah, just girl talk with Gemma. She's going to take me shopping tomorrow. I forgot a lot of stuff at Mary's. How's my truck?"

Juice chuckled from the bar. "It's a piece. I don't really know how you got it here, Candice, but it's going to cost."

"Fuck. I don't have that much with me."

"Don't worry about it. You can pay it off by working here and helping me." Gemma stated.

Candice looked at her. "I can't, Gemma. I can't take that offer."

"Nonsense, you're family and we take care of family. Let us help you."

"Alright." She sighed.

Gemma smiled, knowing she won. "Now let's go get some food to cook while the boys finish here. Jackson go by and get the alcohol please."

"Yes, ma."

The women hugged their family and then went out to get food for everyone.

The men all set around and talked some more, drinking and laughing. Jax watched his mom leave with Opie's sister and couldn't help but catch a glimpse of her ass. It was certainly a nice one, her tits weren't bad either. He heard a cough and shook his head, finding Opie looking at him. "Yeah."

"I said don't. I have to go get Donna. Please don't do anything to her, Jax."

Jax nodded, "I won't Ope. Shit she's your kid sister."

Opie and Piney rolled their eyes, heading out to get Donna and their truck before heading to Gemma's.

Everyone laughed and Jax felt Tig sit next to him.

"She's not so little anymore, brother. I'd be careful. Opie may kill you, Piney too."

Jax rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna do anything. I've got plenty to plunge into here, Tig."

Jax then sat the bottle he was working on in the trash and flipped them off, listening to their laughter as he walked out of the clubhouse.

And my new story. Hope you like this one and please remember to leave me a note about it. Just a side note, Candice is 18, Jax and Opie are 25. Tara isn't in this one, or Wendy for that matter. Until next time.-Brianna