The car pulled to a stop front of Teller Marrow, the driver killed the engine and stumbled out of the car and toward the building that music was emanating from, as she walked quickly stumbling slightly until she reached the door, pulling it open she walked in to the overly crowded room. Men and and woman mostly wearing leather in some form or another littered the room, most men had a woman or in some cases more then one rubbing against them or doing other NC-17 thing she could not bring herself to think about at the moment.

She took a deep breath and looked around desperately." Kip!" She called out as loudly as she was able.

She waited for a minute to see if he heard her but when she got no response she called out again, "KIP!" She fell slightly against the door of the building unable to hold herself upright.

One of the men in the room looked up upon hearing the voice; he looked up and found the source of the yelling, the man pushed the woman that was currently in his lap off, much to her displeasure, and stood walking over to the potential threat.

"Who are you looking girl?" He rasped out looking at the young girl noting that the girl had bruising over all the parts over her body that was in site hands, face, and neck; in his opinion she held no threat to the club, hell from what he could see she could barely stand.

The killer noted that she was pretty even bruised and battered, she stood about 5.3, she was thin dangerously, her long auburn hair hung to her waist(though it was a rats nest), her skin was pale as though she hadn't seen the sun in a while but it suited her, and her face was heart shaped, with bright blue eyes surrounded by thick black lashes, and lips that were full and pink.

She looked up at him fear shining in her eyes."Kip, Kip Epps" she breathed out.

"No one here by that name." He told her.

"He has to be here...Kip Epps! He...he says you call him Half Sack." She said desperately.

A knowing look came over him." Half Sack!" He called out to the room his voice more force full and commanding then her timid one had been. The girl fell forward without warning and the man moved quickly grabbing her before she came in contact with the hard concrete floor, he noted that she was light, even lighter then he had expected.

"Half Sack!" He yelled out again louder.

It was then the young blond man came running over.
"Ya Happy."

Happy grunted and motioned to the girl in his arms.

Kip Epps, Half Sack, looked down at the auburn mop of hair on the top of her head then to the face of the girl and gasped."Olivia!"

"Chibs! Chibs!" He yelled out almost frantic before pulling the girl out of Happy's arms and into his own arms.

"Who is she to you." The killer asked the younger man, he could see the loving look come over the kid.

"Ay who is she lad." Chibs appeared beside him and knelled taking a look at the little thing in the Prospects arms

"...She's my little sister." He said after a moment looking at her battered face.

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