A/N- So I have a lot of people A LOT of people messaging me asking for a story with Juice. So I decided to work on one, since WANTED is about to be over soon.

I do not own SOA, but I do own everyone that you don't seem to recognize.

I want to see what kind of response I get with this story before I chose if I am going to continue it. I am not sure what you guys will feel about it.

This first chapter is kind of a set up for the rest of the story. It is going to start right before the first season, but it isn't going to be exact with the season, or the story line, there are thing that happened in the second season taking place in the first. Try to enjoy it. I promise if you give it a chance it is going to be a good story.

**IF YOU ARE INTERESTED, I HAVE A PICTURE OF WHAT I ENVISION LIVIE TO LOOK LIKE THERE IS A LINK POSTED IN MY PROFILE, CHECK IT OUT IF YOU FEEL UP TO IT.**

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"Time will prove my love to you and cement my place in your heart forever. For time will give me the credibility and the believability that I need to convince you to want to spend the rest of your life with me. That I am worthy of such a commitment from you."

-Unknown
"Juice, Juice, wake up you fucking retard!" Tig pounded on the door to his dorm. "What?" Juice yelled though the door. Juice rolled over in the bed and realized it was empty. He looked at the clock and noticed it was 8:05 AM. "Church, come on retard!" Tig yelled and Juice sighed. "Ok, coming." He yelled and sat up. He took a deep breath, he could smell her perfume, DKNY Delicious. He took a deep breath and sighed, she always did smell good. She must of went to work, or she would be in bed with him still, especially this early on a Sunday. Running a hand over his face he stood up and got dressed.


He walked out of the room and ran into Bobby in the hall. "You look rough." He said and looked at Juice. "Long night." He said and shook his head. Bobby snorted. "You really complaining?" He asked and looked at him. "Ha, no." Juice said dropping his phone in the old cigar box and walked into the church. Everyone sat around and looked at Clay. "This shit with the Mayans, it's getting deep, they blew up the warehouse, I want revenge." He said and the men nodded. "We need to have this taken care of, and we need it done now." He said and everyone nodded. "We have to go meet with Leroy about the AK's and see what they are doing." He said and took a slow hit of his cigar. "We have to make sure that we are all on the same page." He said and looked around. Nodding they all agreed to the plan. "Juice, wait a second." He said and looked at him. Everyone cleared out and Juice hung back awkwardly. "How are you?" He asked looking at him slowly. "Better." He said and nodded. Clay looked at him. "How is Livie?" He asked and Juice sighed. "Still pissed." He said and Clay barked a laugh. "She'll live." He said and Juice laughed. "I know." He said and turned to leave.

Juice looked around the clubhouse. Everyone was doing their own thing. Chibs and Tig were playing pool, Bobby was eating, Jax was talking on the phone with his mother, Piney was reading the paper, and Clay was walking towards the door. "Gemma is having dinner tonight at seven, you all better be there, so should your women." He said and everyone nodded. "You hear that Juice?" Tig yelled and he snapped his head. "I heard." He said and nodded, turning to the prospect, he demanded a beer, he sat back and drank it slowly. After a few minutes, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "Hello?" He said with a smile. "Hi." Her voice rang in his ear, his face instantly lit up. "What's up doll?" He asked. "Taking my break." She said and sighed. "Stupid bitches, trying to be divas." She said and he laughed. "I am sorry, just keep your cool." He said and she sighed. "I know, don't worry, I will." She said and he took a deep breath. "Gemma is having a dinner tonight."He said and she cut him off, "I know, I already spoke with her, I am going over early to help cook." She said and he sighed. "Be nice." He said and hung up the phone.

Livie looked around the small makeup and hair area at Caracara. She sighed. She hated being a make up/ hair artist here. She wanted to find a job at a salon. It worked out for a few months, that was until they found out her involvement with SAMCRO, since it was in Lodi, she was still safe, but the manager's of the salon, they didn't want her working there, so they fired her. Didn't want her to bring her shit with the club to work. She begged Juice to go speak with them, he tried, but did not succeed. She was heartbroken. Clay, thinking her being closer would be a good thing got her a job at Caracara. Now she was stuck working at Caracara, and she was pissed. Hating every second of being stuck there. She ran her hands though her auburn locks and shook her head, she was tired of being here and it was only noon.

She would like to think that she was a wonderful people person, loved to talk, loved to be the center of attention, and was in good with Gemma, she was a good Old Lady. There just was something about these porn stars that brought the worst out in her, and it made her want to scream. They were winy, rude, and just plain annoying. Livie found her self constantly biting her tongue. She was told to be there early because they wanted to film the rest of the movie today. Luann was having trouble with the girls being afraid, most of them were leaving her for another company. She begged Livie to come in and help her out. Livie was a normally a good girl, always helped when she was asked to. She has been with Juice for about seven years, long before the club. She just fit right in at first, now they both lived in the dorm, he didn't want to move out, and she didn't want to be without him. "Liv?" Luann's yelling bought her out of her thoughts.

She marched over a totally naked actress over to her. "cover those tattoo's up." She yelled and pointed to the sorry excuse the girl had. She had 'enter here' tattooed on her lower back. Livie bit her tongue and took out the make up. Taking a deep breath she began to cover the tattoo, waiting for the complaining to begin. "That is cold, couldn't you warm it up?" Ima. "No." Livie said and shook her head. "Well, you look a little bloated today, when is the baby due?" She said and looked at Livie, biting her lip Livie didn't respond. "Who's baby is it?" Ima asked and turned to her, hands on her hips. Livie took a deep breath. "Listen you beat whore, you weigh more than me, back the fuck down." She said through her gritted teeth. Ima looked at her smirked and walked away. Livie stood up, slamming down the make up, she grabbed her purse and walked towards the door. "Waite, Liv, where yah going?" Luann called after her. Livie shook her head and walked out of the door. She was done with games.

Livie checked her appearance in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of skin tight skinny jeans, and a little dark green camie. She slide her foot back into her five inch Jessica Simpson Stiletto, and checked in the mirror at her makeup. She fixed her eyeliner and walked into Gemma's house. "Gemma, you here?" She called, "You are early." Gemma said looking at her watch. "Yeah, I think I just quit my job." She said and shook her head. Gemma's eyebrows rose. "What?" She said a little shocked. "I can't stand those sluts." She said and shook her head. Gemma walked over to her and set her arm on her shoulders. "That is understandable. No one likes em." Livie sighed. "I know." "So what are you going to tell your man?" She asked and Livie raised her eyebrows. "Same thing I just told you, I will look into a new job, heard that they need a dance instructor at the high school. Going to look into it, no big deal." She said and shook her head.

Cooking and gossiping for the next few hours the women had a good time. Gemma has liked Livie since Juice introduced her to everyone before he was patched. She liked the fact that Juice was fiercely loyal to the girl. Her favorite part was Livie wasn't afraid to say what she thought or what was on her mind. She enjoyed life, and she enjoyed being an Old Lady. "When are you going to get a crow?" Gemma asked breaking the silence. Livie chocked slightly on the coke she was drinking. "When he asks." She said and shrugged. "What do you mean? He always asks." Gemma said. Livie shook her head. "That isn't the question he has to ask." She said and Gemma looked at her. "You guys technically have a common law marriage, you have been together over seven years yah know." She said and looked at her. Livie shrugged. "Doesn't mean shit to me." She said.

"The guys should be here any second now." Gemma said and the two woman looked at each other. The sound of squealing tiers brought them out of their thoughts as Luann rushed into the house. "This is fucking bullshit!" She said pointing her manicured finger at Livie. "You don't walk out on me hunny." She said and Livie grinned. "Looked like I did!" She said and shook her head. "You will be back tomorrow, and you will tell Ima that you are sorry, she was so upset she couldn't even finish the scene." Luann said raising her voice towards the end. Gemma sat back, lighting a cigarette and watched, she loved it when Livie got pissed. Girl was one of the most calm, down to earth people she has ever met, but once she got going, it was not pretty. "Like hell I will." Livie yelled and shook her head. Gemma's head turned towards the door when she heard motorcycles outside. "You will, I will not allow you to quit!" Luann screamed. "You are not my mother, I can do as I damn well please." She screamed looking at the woman in front of her. "Fucking get in your car and go tell Ima that you are sorry, and I will think about letting you keep your job after that statement." Luann yelled and Livie's eyes widened. "Are you that fucking stupid?" She screamed and looked at her. "I don't want to work for you, I would rather live in a box outside on the street than be near you for five more minutes you stupid whore!" Livie screamed. Luann's eyes widened at the girl. "Take. That. Back." She said breathing hard. Livie smirked. "No." She said and Luann took a step towards her, Livie held her ground.

"The fuck is going on?" Clay yelled stepping into the kitchen. Juice right behind him shaking his head. "She walked out on me." Luann said pointing a finger at her. Juice snorted behind Clay. "Liv, why'd you do that?" Clay asked looking at her. "Covering tattoo's on naked womans asses, it's not really my thing." She said and shrugged. "Well, there yah go." He said and looked at Luann, make them do their own makeup, and Liv, tomorrow Juice will take you to Caracara to pick up your shit." He said and looked at the two woman. "There, simple as that." He said and turned and walked into the living room.

Juice took Livie by the hand and led her outside. "What happened, shit Liv, you can't be doing this." He said and shook his head. "I know, I just, you took my other job from me, now I don't have one." She said and sighed. "I know you like working Liv, I know that is what you went to school for, but come one baby, I can provide for you, wouldn't be the first time." He said and kissed her. "I know." She said wrapping her arms around him. "Can we leave?" She asked and he looked at her. "Like leave the dinner, before dinner?" He asked slowly. Livie nodded her head. "Yeah." She said and he grinned. "What do I get if I say yes?" He questioned. Livie smirked and leaned into his body running her finger tips along the tops of his jeans. "It's a surprise." She whispered into his ear. Juice grinned like an idiot. "Let's go." He said and grabbed her hand. "What about dinner?" She pretened to want to stay. He opened the door. "Gemma, we are leaving." He yelled into the house and practically pulled Livie's arm out of the socket dragging her towards his bike. He handed her his helmet and she climbed on behind him. "Hold on." He said and she wrapped her arms around his waist, setting her hand in his lap she kissed his neck as he drove as past as possible back towards the clubhouse.

He grabbed Livie by the hand and led her into the club house knowing that everyone was gone, he lifted her on top of the bar she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hard. "Shit, baby." He said pulling away he looked at her, after all these years, she still made him as rock hard as a teenager. He kissed back and shoved his tongue into her mouth, his hands pawing at her chest. He reached the hem of her shirt and tried to pull it over her head. "Dorm." She panted and he looked at her. "No one is here." He muttered and kissed her again. "No, dorm." She said shaking his head. "Shit." He muttered picking her up and carrying her towards the dorm room. His lips never leaving his own. He fumbled with the knob on the door finally getting it open he walked in dropping her on the bed and slamming the door and locking it. She was naked in no time, as was he. He looked down at her as he climbed up her body, sweat forming on his brow. "I love you." He said and looked at her. She smiled and nodded. "I love you too." She gasped feeling his thrust in her. After all these years, he couldn't believe how tight she was. It was like she was made just for him. "Shit." He muttered. Their actions we anything but soft, it was rough and raw, full of lust and need.

He held her afterwards. Looking at her as she looked back at him. "What are you going to do about a job?" He asked and looked at her. "I am going to apply for the dance instructor at the high school, I minored in dance, maybe it will help me." She said and he nodded. "Sounds good to me." He said and kissed her. "I love you so much." She said and laid her head on his chest. He ran his fingers though her hair as she fell asleep. He made sure that she was asleep and stood up. He grabbed his computer and walked into the clubhouse. If she was going to work for a school, she can't have a criminal past, and she did. He hacked and hacked until it was totally clean, and there was no way to find it. He queerly went back into the bedroom and cuddled close as he fell asleep.

The next day he woke up, showered, dressed and headed out to the garage for work. Livie stayed in the club house for the better half of the day. She was sleepy and her head hurt. She decided half way though the day to head out into town to shop for a little while. Dressing in a sun dress and a pair of cowgirl boots that reached just under her knees she headed out towards her car that Gemma drove into work today. Climbing in she waived goodbye to Juice and headed into town.

Livie shopped around for a little while picking up some new clothes for Juice and herself. After a while she stopped and sat down. "Livie?" Someone asked from next to her. She turned and was face to face with Deputy Chief Hale. "What do you want?" She asked and looked at him. He frowned and looked down at her. "I just wanted to let you know that I heard you applied at the High School." He said and looked at her. She nodded and looked at him. "I did, like three hours ago, how did you know?" She asked and looked at him. "The school liked your application and sent for a background check." He said and she nodded. "And?" She asked looking at him. "Couldn't find a thing, but I know you have a past, what I want to know is why I can't find out anything." He said and looked at her. She shrugged. "Wouldn't know." She said and he looked at her. "We'll see about that." He said and he looked at her and turned to walk away. She hurried back to her car, jumping in and drove back to Teller-Marrow. She jumped out of the car and stomped towards Juice as he spoke to Jax and Tig. "What the hell Juice?" She yelled and looked at him. He turned and looked at her. "What'd I do?" He asked looking at her. "You erased my record?" She asked and he looked at her. "Well, yeah, if I didn't you wouldn't go gotta a good job." He said and she gapped at him. "Fucking Hale just had a lovely chat with me." She said and looked at him. "It can't be there one week and gone the next you idiot!" She said and he looked at her. "Shit…" he muttered and she shook her head. "Fix it." She said and stormed into the clubhouse.