I was three hours old when my mother died. Pulmonary Edema. My father named me Jenner, after my mothers maiden name. Three years later my father, Jimmy, the younger brother of John Teller died when he laid his bike over and skidded off an overpass. My Uncle John and aunt Gemma took me in and raised me, even though they had their hands full with Jax and Thomas. When Thomas died it left me and Jax confused and lost. Then John died when I was seven. I can still remember the look he used to give me. A smile and a wink as he would leave the house. I heard him and Gemma talking right before he died, he said I was a blessing and the daughter they never had. Gemma agreed. Then he died. Not long after that Clay started coming around, which irked Jax and me. They got married and Clay assumed the father roll to two kids that weren't his.

Jenner was excited to see the guys. She had been at school for six years now and hadn't been home in at least four. Gemma would visit during the holidays, but she'd been so busy with the new baby that she hadn't had time. Obviously Jenner was surprised when she asked for help, but Jenner drove as fast as she could to get home. And for the last year she'd been helping Gemma with TM and Tara with the babies, all the while never telling Clay. This ought to be a pleasant surprise. Jenner was more excited to see Jax than anyone else.

Jenner was lying on the couch in the clubhouse, her head resting on Kozik's lap. Her eyes were closed as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"It's about that time." Kozik said.

Jenner frowned, "…but I'm comfy."

"I know, you're lucky though; you're the only girl that gets to have her head on my lap without it turning into anything sexual." Kozik responded.

"EWWW KOZIE!" Jenner said, sitting up.

Kozik laughed, standing. "I'll be back in a little bit. Gotta go pick up the guys."

"I'll be here, waiting."

Kozik leaned forward and kissed Jenner's nose, then walked out the door. A short time later, Jenner jumped up hearing the roar of motorcycles. She ran outside, a smile forming on her lips as Jax backed his bike up and climbed off. He smiled seeing her. She reached her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"Hey kid!" Jax said, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you at school?"

"Uh...wanted to see my big brother." Jenner shrugged.

"Well it's good to see you. You look so grown up!"

"And you look so much younger! You look a lot better without that long hair!"

"Jenner Grace, what are you doing here?" Clay almost demanded. "Last I checked I was paying $55,000 a year for you to attend that fancy college you begged to go to."

Jenner stood perfectly still. She wasn't sure what to say.

"She's on a break. She's been helping out around here." Gemma said, stepping forward.

"You let her quit school?"

"She didn't quit, she took off a semester. She'll be back in a few months. Don't worry baby. She's doing amazing. She's graduating next year." Gemma smiled.

Jenner just nodded. Clay smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"Good for you, baby." Clay said. "I knew you'd do something amazing."

"Thanks." Jenner nodded.

Clay and Gemma kissed, making Jenner gag.

"Get outta here with that." She groaned.

"With pleasure." Clay grinned, leading Gemma away.

Jenner glanced back toward the garage and saw a familiar face talking to a blonde girl. Juice. She stared for a moment and saw a smirk come across his face as their eyes met. He walked away from the girl, who glared at Jenner when he did so.

"Jenn...if...er?" He pointed.

"Jen-ner." She smiled. "I see you patched in."

"Yeah, right. I was a prospect last time I saw you." Juice recalled.

"You weren't a prospect. You were Tig's bitch."

He laughed and nodded, "Something like that."

"It's good to see you. You look good for all that time you did. You weren't Tig's bitch in prison too, we're you?"

"Surprisingly no! I made it out without being anyone's bitch."

They both laughed as the blonde Juice had been talking to approached. She put her arm around his neck and smiled at Jenner.

"It's been 14 months...you said we should catch up." She grinned.

Jenner rolled her eyes.

"I'm kind of busy..." Juice said, gesturing to Jenner.

"Babe...I waited for you."

"Actually, you didn't. You hooked up with one of the prospects and one of the guys from Tacoma." Jenner smirked.

"And who the fuck are you?"

"Hey, watch your mouth Lindsay. Don't talk to her like that." Juice pulled away from the girl.

"It's Lauren and she just fucking works here." The blonde scoffed.

"Oh, honey, you poor naive thing. Learn to respect the family. I'm more than just an employee. My father is the president of the entire fucking SOA organization. My brother is the VP. And I'm not some groupie hang around trying to be somebody's old lady. So watch who you talk to like that."

"Wow. Gemma has rubbed off on you." Juice smirked.

"Yeah...well..." Jenner shrugged.

"I think it's time for you to go." Juice said to Lauren.

She glared at Jenner and stepped back.

"Oh, if looks could kill!" Jenner said sarcastically.

They watched as Lauren disappeared, then Juice turned back to Jenner.

"Yours?" Jenner asked.

"No. No, no, no, no, noooo." Juice shook his head. "She is just..."

"An easy fuck?"

Juice's cheeks turned red, "Uhh...something like that..."

"That's exactly what she is; Phil hit that and so did a Son from the Tacoma charter when he came down. Fuck knows how many others."

"So, it's been awhile." Juice changed the subject.

"Yes. It's has." Jenner nodded.

"So are you going to Opie's wedding tonight?"

Jenner looked annoyed, "Yeeaahhh….not thrilled about it…but yeah, I'll be there."

"I guess I'll see you there."

"Yeah, I don't have a choice." Jen shrugged.

Juice smiled, "I'll catch you later."

"Okay…" Jen smiled back.

Jenner got in her car and drove to Kozik's apartment to get ready for the wedding. She stood in the bathroom, curling her hair when he got home. He walked in and sat down on the bed. Jenner glanced at him over her shoulder.

"I hope you don't plan on wearing that to the wedding." He said.

Jenner glanced at her attire, "It I had my way, I would."

"I don't think Gemma would approve."

"That's why she bought me a fucking dress."

After finishing her hair, she closed the door and put on the dress. She stared at herself in the mirror. The dress was a black halter and cut off just above her knees. It was low cut and revealing. Jenner felt a tad slutty. She opened the door and Kozik's jaw dropped.

"What?" She asked.

"You look…fantastic." Kozik smiled.

"Uh, are you sure?" Jen asked.

Kozik stood and walked closer, taking her face in his hands, "You look amazing, I promise. All the eyes that aren't on the bride, will be on you."

Jenner bit her lip as she blushed, "Thanks. Now…get ready."

Kozik kissed her forehead and smirked, "Yes ma'am."

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