A/N: Hello to all you readers out there in Reader Land! I've decided to post this story on my birthday! wOoT! The only thing that sucks is, the birthday present to myself is SOA Season 2, and I won't be able to get it until August 31st. Bummer! I think I can wait, but August for the DVD or September for Season 3 to start, isn't here soon enough, so I guess to soothe my SOA withdrawls, I'll have to watch Season 1... wOoT! I kinda explained who some of them are, but we, of course, know who everyone is, right? Okay, so I hope you all enjoy this and as always R&R!

P.S. I own NOTHING from Sons of Anarchy... just my OC's. Thanks!

P.P.S. And if you haven't noticed... I LOVE SONS OF ANARCHY! wOoT!

...Chapter 1...

Man, everything is such a mess and I don't know how to get out of it or fix it even, unless there's some miraculous miracle out there to save me, but I highly doubt it. Regardless, I need to be strong as I can for my daughters, because they mean the world to me, and who knows how long I'm going to last, if I do.

I, Valerie Miller, was born in Los Angeles in June of 1980, to George and Leah Miller, plus I had a sister named Lucy, who was five years older than me. In the late 80's, Dad lost his job and moved us to a small town in northern California called Charming.

When I was nine, I became best friends with Jax Teller and was introduced to the 'MC' world. We did everything together and we always got into trouble. Mom became really good friends with his mom Gemma and she became my godmother, which was awesome, because I adored Gemma.

A year later, Jax's little brother Tommy died of their family flaw. Jax was a mess and upset, but I was always there to cheer him up. That same year, Dad died from mixing a bunch of medications and alcohol. Our roles were reversed, because it was Jax who was trying to cheer me up. After the funeral, Lucy kind of kept her distance from Mom and I, always hanging out with her friends or getting into trouble, and I didn't mind, because I had Jax.

Three years later, Jax was completely destroyed, his father John was out on his bike and got hit by a semi, then dragged over 170 plus yards away. John died from his injuries three days later, both Jax and Gemma were devestated. This time, Jax never wanted to leave my side, he was always afraid of being alone, so I'd either stay at his place or he'd stay at mine. Not too long after that, Gemma and Clay got married, plus Clay appointed himself my godfather, since Dad wasn't here.

Everything between Jax and I was going great, that was until he went into the 10th grade and started noticing Tara Knowles, then he ignored me completely. I felt as if I had nobody, Mom was always depressed, Lucy moved back to LA, and Jax stopped talking to me.

A year later, even though Jax was dating Tara, he was also messing around with me, and the funny thing was, she was totally oblivious. A few months after I turned sixteen, Jax took me on a trip to Tacoma to get the infamous crow. He had Happy give me the tattoo and I wanted it below my belly button, then we quickly went back to Charming without Tara expecting a thing.

Jax was crushed the year after that, because Tara left to Chicago and broke his heart. Apparently, she couldn't handle the 'MC' life that Jax was and would always be a part of, but after she left, him and I picked up where we left off, and everything was back to normal.

I remember promising Jax, I'd never leave him, but that promise was thrown out the window, because the same day I found out some unexpected news, was the same day Mom died, going the same route as Dad. I couldn't believe it, then when I went to tell Jax about it, I caught him sleeping with one of the crow-eaters in his room at the clubhouse.

After Mom's funeral that Gemma helped me with, since Lucy refused to come, I left Charming and moved to the other side of the country to Boston, Massachusetts. I met my best friend Jake at my doctor's office, he was my nurse and we became friends, plus we decided to rent a condo together. Jake was there for me during my whole pregnancy, getting me my three am cravings or holding up my hair when I puked, he was truly a godsend.

Daisy Leah Miller was born on March 27, 2000 at 10:40pm, she was 6lbs - 5oz, and she was 19 inches long. From the moment I saw her, I saw that she was a spitting image of Jax, it was crazy, with the blue eyes and blonde hair.

While I was going to school, Jake would watch and take care of Daisy for me, since that was his godfather duties. On Daisy's 1st birthday, we had a party at the park. Daisy somehow wondered away from us and this good looking guy named Jared, brought her back to me safely. Even though he was about eight years older than me, we started dating, then before we knew it, we got married, and I became Mrs. Valerie Crawford, plus I went and changed Daisy's last name too.

On Febuary 14, 2003, Lilly Sophia Crawford was born at 4:30am. She was 6lbs - 9oz and also 19 inches long. Daisy was so excited to have a baby sister and Jared was excited as well, she looked so much like him, with the blue eyes and brown hair.

Everything was going great with our lives, both Jared and I had good jobs, great kids, then in 2007, the doctors found a brain tumor in my head, and Jared was killed in a simple traffic stop turned deadly. Thank God, Jake was there for me, because I was a total mess. I honestly don't know what I'd do without him.

After Jared's death, I rewrote my will and legalized it, but one thing I put for sure, is that Lucy gets nothing from me. So if I'm going to end up dying and I gonna to spend my last days somewhere, it's going to be in Charming. I had professional cleaners and builders fix up my parents old house before we moved in, and I'm so glad Jake came with me to help with the girls.

A/N: There's the first chapter and it's just her background, don't worry the next chapter will be better, Kiddo's! Well, like I said before... enjoy this and R&R! It's my birthday! wOoT!