A/N: Okay peeps! I came up with a new SOA story. I actually had this one in my noggin and notebook for while, I just had a little writers block with it, but now, I know what I want to do with it. I'm just gonna jump right into it, but this story takes place, like, a year and a half or more, since season 2 finale. Jax has Abel, Gemma's back, Unser retired, and everyone is where they should be. So there's the skinny on that. Like I said, on one of my other stories, I don't know how season 3 will play out, so I'm gonna wing it with new and old characters, and hopefully it turns out the way I want it, but believe me when I say.. I have a plan with this one, with a bunch of twists and turns. Just hold on and enjoy the ride with me, and as always R&R!

P.S. I own NOTHING from Sons of Anarchy... just my OC's. Thanx!

...Chapter 1...

"Megan, hang on... we're almost there." Rachel told her best friend, who was trying to breathe from a few gunshot wounds. "Stay with me, Megs." a few minutes later, the car was running out of gas, and it started slowing down. "Shit!" she yelled, then the car came to a complete stop.

"Rach..." Megan breathed out, before going unconscious in the passenger seat.

"No, Megan, you hang on!" she jumped out of the car. "I'll get some help, just stay with me!" then she walked into the middle of the road, hoping for someone or anyone to pass by.

Five minutes later, in the distance, Rachel saw three motorcyles and a van headed in her direction. As they got closer, she waved her arms, flagging them down, and all of them pulled over. "Is everything okay?" the blonde guy with the 'V. President' patch on his leather vest asked, taking off his helmet. "Car troubles?"

"No, no." she shook her head.

He walked up to her. "I'm Jax."

"Hello, Jax... my friend got beaten up and shot by her ex boyfriend." she stated as the other four guys, wearing the same vest walked up to her. "She's lost a lot of blood and the car just died."

"Okay." he pointed one by one. "That's Opie, Happy, Juice, and Chibs... we'll help your friend."

"Thanks and I'm Rachel."

Jax looked inside, towards the passenger seat, and saw the most beautiful woman in the world. "What's her name?"

"Megan." Rachel said, grabbing their purses. "Megan Hale."

Jax's eyes widened, then him, and the other guys carefully got her out of the car, then set her in the van. "Ope." Jax started. "You drive... Chibs, do what you can to help her."

"You got it, Jackie Boy." he nodded, jumping in the van with Megan.

Juice hopped on his bike and looked at Rachel. "You can ride with me." she nodded, got on behind him, and all of them went to the hospital.

Jax busted through the the emergency room doors with Megan bleeding in his arms. "I need a doctor!" he yelled.

Seconds later, one walked up to him, and asked "What happened?"

"This girl got shot and beat up by her ex boyfriend."

"Please, help her." Rachel cried.

"I'm Dr. Sims." he looked at Jax. "Put her on the gurney."

He did what he was told, laying her down gently. "Will she be okay?"

"It's too soon to tell." Dr. Sims said, looking for her wounds.

"Jax?" he and Rachel both turned around and Rachel saw that another doctor headed towards them.

"Tara."

"Jax, what happened?" she asked, looking at the blood on his shirt.

"My friend got shot by her ex." Rachel spoke up.

"You need to help her, Tara."

She gave Jax a weird look and nodded. "Where'd she get shot at?"

"Looks like." Dr. Sims started. "Arm, leg, and upper chest. She needs surgery." he looked at the other nurses. "Prep the O.R." then him and the nurses took Megan down the hall.

Tara turned to Rachel. "What's her name?"

"Megan Hale."

"Hale?" her eyes widened and Jax nodded, then she turned her attention back to Rachel. "We'll take good care of her."

"Please." Tara gave her a weak smile and nodded, then she went in the direction Dr. Sims went with Megan.

Both Jax and Rachel walked into the waiting room, where the guys were at. "What'd they say?" asked Juice.

"Tara and the doctor is working on her, she's gonna need surgery." Jax said, sitting down, then he looked at Rachel. "I need you to tell me everything that happened." she nodded, sitting next to Juice, and explained everything that was going on.

Jax stepped outside, lit a cigarette, and dialed a number from his phone. "Hello, this is Chief Hale, how can I help you?"

"It's Jax, are you busy?"

"Not at the moment, why?"

"You need to come to St. Thomas... now."

"For what reason?"

"You know a Megan Hale, right?"

"Of course I do, Jax... she's my little sister. She lives in Huntington Beach and she's, wait." he paused. "How the hell do you know about my sister?"

Jax took a deep breath. "Because, I brought her in, bleeding from gun shot wounds."

"What!" he yelled.

"Her friend told me that... Megan's ex shot her."

"Okay, I'll be right there." seconds later, all Jax heard was the dial tone. He threw his cigarette butt towards the street, and walked back into the waiting room.

"Hey Jackie Boy." Chibs started. "We gotta get going."

"Or Gemma will have our heads." Opie chuckled.

Rachel looked at Jax. "If you have things to do, you can go if you need to."

"Nah... I'll stay." he nodded.

"Me too." Juice raised his hand.

Jax rolled his eyes. "Me and Romeo, over there... will head over to T-M later."

"Okay, brother." Opie said, giving him a man-hug."

"I hope your friend gets better." Happy said, with a smile.

"Thanks, me too." she nodded, then him, Opie, and Chibs left the hospital.

Hale walked into the waiting room and found Jax. "Where is she?"

"They're working on her now, she'll need surgery."

"Okay." Hale nodded, then looked over. "Hello, Rachel."

"David."

"What'd my sister get into this time?"

"This time?" she scoffed and stood up. "It wasn't her fault. Caleb and his crew are the ones who did this to her." she paused. "But all of this could have been prevented if you would have helped her when she asked months ago."

"You can put this on me."

Rachel crossed her arms over her chest. "I can and I will. I don't even know why you're even here, you don't give a shit about her."

"Excuse me." Dr. Sims interrupted, clearing his throat. "Family for Megan?"

Hale raised his hand. "I'm her family, she's my sister."

"Yeah." Rachel scoffed. "Only when it's convenient."

As Hale glared at her, Dr. Sims looked up from his chart. "The bullet that hit her upper chest, didn't hit any vital organs. She is however, losing a lot of blood, and we'll need to do a blood transfusion as soon as possible, so we can get started on her surgery. Does anyone know her blood type?"

"AB positive." Hale and Rachel said, at the same time, then glared at each other.

"Okay, that brings me to my next question... does anyone have the same blood type to help her?"

Jax raised his hand. "I do."

"Come on back, you'll have to fill out some paperwork first." Jax nodded, then followed Dr. Sims out the waiting room.