AN: Yes another story. No I'm not abandoning Blood Don't Make Family. Yes I will continue it. Yes I can multi task. If I don't at least start on this story it's going to continue to haunt my dreams. The night ones and the day. I have so many Sons of Anarchy stories floating around in my head. I'm having a different dream every night that centers around one of my story ideas.

SN: As usual I don't own anything recognizably Sons of Anarchy. That would be Kurt Sutter. Always as usual I do own anything not recognizably Sons of Anarchy.

SN2: We all know Chibs has a Scottish accent. I however can't write his dialogue the way he actually sounds so I'm just going to write his dialogue normal. But know that in my head it all sounds like it's supposed to sound. As you're reading do what I do when I'm reading stories and hear the dialogue in that sexy accent.

Prologue

I never had a "traditional" upbringing. I'd been raised by my brother who was six years older. We'd had the misfortune of being born to a drug addict. My brother, Juan Carlos, had been looking out for himself for as long as he could remember. When I came along he started looking out for me too. Between my brother and the streets of Queens NY, I didn't turn out that bad. When I was fifteen and JC was twenty-one, my brother got into some trouble and we had to leave New York. We traveled the country and eventually landed in a small town in California called Charming. My brother starting prospecting for the local motorcycle club the Sons of Anarchy and we both gained a family. An occasionally dysfunctional family but with our childhood, who were we to judge. When my brother patched into the Sons he was known from then on as Juice.

Chapter 1: Welcome (back) to Charming

I've been driving for days and was annoyed as hell with the whole road trip idea. If I wasn't lugging my entire life in a U-haul I would've flown. Also no one had any idea I was coming back. I've been gone for two years and I was bringing back one helluva surprise. I looked in my rearview mirror as I passed the Welcome to Charming sign. No turning back now.

I pulled into the motel parking lot and pulled out my cell phone. The number I'd dialled went straight to voicemail, which I was expecting, the person I'd called wasn't one to answer a number they didn't know. So I texted them instead. Dude answer your phone it's your little sister. Seconds after hitting send my phone rang, before I could even say hello I was hit with the one question I knew I was going to get annoyed with answering. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Well hello to you too, Juan Carlos."

"Stop stalling, little girl.,"

"Come to the motel in Charming. I'll explain everything. Room 7. And come alone."

"You're in Charming?"

"Yeah. Now bring your ass. And I'm serious about the come alone part."

Twenty minutes later I heard a motorcycle in the motel parking lot. I walked outside and leaned against the door frame waiting for my brother to approach. My brother hugged me and then held me at arms length as if he was making sure I was really there. Then I got punched hard as fuck in the arm. "What the fuck! Didn't your mother teach you not to hit girls!" We both cracked up laughing. Our mother didn't teach either of us much of anything. "Why are we outside. You have some explaining to do, Josie."

"Long story short, you have a nephew. No, I didn't know I was pregnant when I split. No, his father has no idea he exists. I came back because try as I might I can't stay away from Charming, I missed you, my son should know his father and his father should know him."

"I have nephew?"

"Wanna meet him?" I opened the motel door and found my one year old son right were I'd left, on the bed with a portable DVD player watching his favorite show. When I entered the room he got all excited and started jumping on the bed. When he noticed his uncle behind me he looked at Juice with curiosity. I picked my son to introduce him to my brother. Juice made a comment as we walked towards him. "Shit. He looks like his dad." I laughed.

"Juice meet Greysen Filip Ortiz-Telford."

"That's a mouthful, Jos."

"I know."

"So how do plan to tell Chibs?"

"Figure I just show up at TM with Greysen on my hip. Once Chibs sees him pretty much figured he know. Like you said, kid looks just like him." Just then Juice's cell phone rang. He stepped into the bathroom to answer it. When he came out of the bathroom he was smiling. "What's got you all smiles, big brother?"

"Gemma's having an impromptu family dinner."

"What's that got to do with me?"

"You're going."

"No. Dude, no."

"TM, Gemma's house. It doesn't matter were you drop the baby bomb. You're gonna have an audience."

"Fine. But I am not taking responsibility for the multiple heart attacks this will cause." I grabbed Greysen's diaper bag and headed out. When we pulled up to Gemma's house I contemplated just peeling off and saying fuck this shit. I got out and gathered up my baby instead. We walked into the house and it was literally like a scene from a movie. Instant silence and then the sound of a dish breaking somewhere in the room. "Surprise." I said as I was crushed into a hug from Gemma. "Gemma, you're crushing my kid." Gemma looked at Greysen. "Oh shit. Kid looks like his father. Well, dinner just got interesting. Go on to the table. No point in me being the only one in shock." I walked into the silent dining room. Like Gemma no one immediately noticed Greysen. But when they did it was obvious by the audible gasps I heard. Before I realized I was face to face with my child's father. Chibs reached for Greysen and I reluctantly released my boy. "He the reason you left?" Chibs asked.

"No. He's the reason I'm back though."

"What's his name?"

"Greysen Filip Ortiz-Telford."

"Sorry to tell you this lad but I'm your da." Gemma entered with food and announced dinner was served. The noise level picked back up as everyone settled in to eat. Chibs turned and walked away, I followed. We needed to have a conversation. "Why did you leave, love?" Chibs asked as he placed Greysen on the floor.

"Honestly I didn't intend to leave. After the argument we got into I needed to think. Before I knew it I was in Vegas. I spent a few days there. One night I decided to get shitfaced. I couldn't hold my liquor which we both know is not me so I took a pregnancy test. Several actually, all came up positive. I was gonna come back but I wanted to know if I was capable of being alone and could do the whole mommy thing. Turns out I can, I just don't want to. Grey should know his father and you should know your son. Plus I missed my family."

"You could've called, woman. Your brother's been going crazy looking for you. No one knew if you were safe. We had every charter looking for you."

"Yeah I know. I dipped outta Vegas when I noticed they were looking for me. I was actually in Washington but not near Tacoma. That's were Greysen was born. You're on his birth certificate."

"How?"

"Juice ain't the only one with a 'unique' skill set."

"How much did it cost?"

"Enough." After that we went to enjoy dinner with our family. Dinner was loud and filled with laughter and I felt like I hadn't been gone for two years. Leaving Charming may not have been an intentional decision but I was glad I'd come back.