Thirty years ago a group of nine had shown up in the small California town along with the reverand's daughter who ran away years ago, and also a newborn baby boy. The towns people wouldn't have it. They didn't want that kind of rif raff in their town and Rose and Nate tried to convince their daughter to stay with them while Police Chief Wayne Unser ran them out of town. He wasn't having it either.

Even Nathainal, the younger brother of Rose's daughter, tried to convince her to stay and let them leave by introducing her to his new wife Emily Oswald, Elliot Oswald's older sister. Nothing convinced Gemma Maddoc Teller to stay and leave the motorcycle riff raff. So she left her hometown once again with the first 9 and her husband President John Teller.

~Present time 2008~

Tara Knowels pulled into Charming Automotive that was owned by Clair Maddoc. Graddaughter to the town minister and niece to Elliot Oswald. It was a good busy. She had several mechanics. Dog or Richard Madison, Lowel Junior and Senior, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, and Dean Ambrose. Dean was the one sent on repos since he didn't take shit from anyone.

"Well look who's back in town!" the twenty six year old owner said coming out of the office.

"Can someone look at my dad's car. It's running kinda rough." said Tara.

"Yea sure! Seth could you please take a look at Tara's dad's Cutlass for her!" she called to one of her most skilled technicians.

"Okay no problem Clair!" Seth called.

"Hey Clair my wife was wondering if the rumors were true about this used to be a biker's domain." Roman asked.

"Well this was the story I got. Thirty years ago my dad's older ran away from home when she was either sixteen or seventeen. Ten years later she returned with a baby and a motorcycle club. Nobody wanted them in our town and my grandparents tried to convince her to leave the biker riff raff. Didn't work two months later the had left with him after Unser ran them out of town. For a time that building right there was their clubhouse." said Clair pointing.

"So what are you going to do with it?" Tara asked.

"So think they will come back?' Roman asked.

"I hope not. It's bad enough we have Nords trying to deal crank out of the Hairy Dog. The last thing we need is some motorcycle gang. Second speaking of the Hairy Dog follow me." Clair said to Tara as she walked accross the lot to the old clubhouse.

Opening up it was still as clean as it was thirty years ago. Iike they never left, but they did because they were run out of town. "I was thinking about converting this into another bar for the people who just want to have a few drinks and unwind after work without having to worry about whether or not a drug deal is going down or not. Let the town's riff raff hang out at the Dog." said Clair.

"Why is this place still in such good shape?" Tara asked.

"Well my dad was so close to his sister. All he wanted was for her to come home and if the club had to come with her so be it. He would keep the place up daily while he ran the garage. He died hoping for his sister to come home, but she never did." said Clair.

"What happened to your dad?" Tara asked.

"Two years ago my parents were in a car accident. One of Darby's guys Whistler was drunk, and stoned out of his mind on crank. Ran them off the road. He's in jail now for DWI, and double vehicular manslaughter." said Clair.

"Damn. I'm so sorry that happened to your parents. Though I'm glad the one who caused the accident is in jail. Okay do you think that Hale could help me out with something?" Tara asked.

"Yea probably. What's up?" Clair asked.

"I got involved with the wrong guy in Chicago. He's an ATF agent by the name of Josh Khon. We dated for a while, then he got violent, I tried to end it and he started stalking me. I was pregnant with his baby, and I went and had an abortion and moved back here." said Tara.

"Oh my gosh. Yes Chief Hale will be able to help you when you explain to him what happned. He's a good guy to have around. I'm so sorry you had to go through that shit." said Clair.

"CLAIR I GOT TO GO. THE HOSPITAL JUST CALLED ME! WENDY OVERDOSED ON CRANK AND OUR BABY IS TEN WEEKS EARLY!" Lowel Junior yelled.

"Shit. Go on, and I hope the baby will be okay. Seriously these Nordics are getting out of control. I'm gonna talk to Hale and ask him to get on the ball and do something. Have sting operations at the Dog or something." Clair ranted. "And that is why we don't need some motorcycle gang in our town. The Nords are bad enough."

"Will Wendy be okay?" six year old Moby asked about his stepmother.

"She'll be fine kid. Come on and help granpa. He'll show you how to do an oil change." said Lowell Senior.

"Welcome home Tara."

"Thanks. Shit I got to go. They want me to help with Wendy and Lowell's baby. I need a lift." said Tara as she looked at her phone.

"Dean drop Tara off at the hosptital on your way to pick up the repo." Clair said.

"Okay." said Dean as the two left.

"Intersting day so far." Roman commented.

"Get to work shithead! I'll be inside the other building. I think I'm going to turn it into a bar and a resturant. Kind of like Ruby's or Applebees, but more of a down home feel. Charming Bar and Grill. Do you think Galina can work in the office for me?" she asked Roman about his wife.

"Yea that's fine. So you are relly going to change a piece of history and turn it into a business?" Roman asked.

"It's a piece of History nobody in this town wants back so I'm going to do something good with it. It's past my father never let go because he wanted his big sister to come home. It's my property so I will do what I want with it and it's time for a change." said Clair.

~Long Beach California~

Jax Teller sat on the beach looking out over the Pacific. What had happened to the club his dad and Piney started? Well Clay. He wrecked everything and in the long run Jax had to kill his own mom because she and Clay killed his father. Then the rough time getting out of guns. They lost V-lin, Phill, Miles, Punk, Jury, Greg the Peg, Gogo, and Frankie Diamonds.

All the other charters were barely holding on and the shitstorm that Clay had caused took a while to get sorted. Now the Long Beach Charter was dying and the thirty year old President had no idea what to do.

"It was a horrible thing that happened son. It's time to move on. We, the mother charter need a new start." said Piney. He was the one of the founders along with Jax's dad John.

"Move on. And go where?" Jax asked.

"Home, Charming." said Piney.

"I thought they ran all of you off?" Jax asked.

"I think it's because of Clay. The Chief could see who he was, and didn't want him in his town. Now we have a new generation." said Piney. Piney was the only member left of the first nine. All the others were dead, and Lenny the Pimp was in Stockton for life for alledgedly killing three ATF agents.

He was now just a member who still rode with the club, but was in the retirement stage. Jax Teller was President, Opie was VP, Happy Lowman was SA, Bobby Munson was Treasurer, Chibs Telford was secretary. Then there was Tig Trager, Juice Ortize, Otto Delaney, Herman Kozik, and the prospects Rat, and Halfsack.

"And where will we stay?" Opie asked.

"Well son we had a clubhouse built and it's probably still there. Oh don't worry about the owner of the property. It's owned by Emily Oswald-Maddoc, and Nathonial Maddoc. Gemma's brother and sister in law. Jax can play the family card.

"That's gonna go over well." Tig said.

"Well we'll just have to convince them that it's ours and that we are taking back what's ours." Happy said.

"Easy killer." said Piney.

"Alright mount up for an eight hour ride back home to Charming." said Jax.

A/N: Okay how about AU. Clair Maddoc is portrayed by Darcy Rose Byrnes.