I do not own SOA or any of the music etc referenced in this story. I only own OC's and original ideas

Bobby sighed as he hung up his phone and placed it on the table next to him. 'What's up brother?' Chibs asked as he looked at the man he considered a brother.

'my sister Dana, one of her husband's died.'

'Shit, sorry brother.'

'She aint heard from Stacey, her daughter. Wants me to go up to Sacramento, make sure she's alright.' They both stood up, Chibs simply inviting himself along.

'How longs it been since you saw her?'

'Four, maybe five years. Still in college last I saw her. Hell, that's the first time I've talked to Dana in god knows how long.' With that they both slipped their helmets on and mounted their bikes.

Chibs shifted awkwardly as Bobby knocked on the door in front of them. A young woman opened the door swiftly and Chibs took in the sight in front of him. He had only seen brief pictures of her when she was younger but she was beautiful. A tall dark haired brunette with bright blue eyes, wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt stood before them.

'Uncle Bobby? Oh my gosh, come in.' she pulled them both into the apartment and closed the door behind them. 'What are you two doing here? Please, sit down.' She gestured toward the wooden chairs around an 80's style melamine table.

'Your mom called. Said Ted stroked out or something.'

'Yeah, heard about that.' She placed a cup of coffee in front of both men and sat down, a cup in her hand. 'Never was much of a father figure anyway.'

'Mom?' Bobby turned around to see a young boy with dark curly hair standing in the doorway.

'Tyler, I thought you were watching your movie? Come here.' She pulled him up onto her knee. 'This is Uncle Bobby.'

He smiled down at the young boy. 'so Stace, how long you been living up in Sacramento for?'

'Since I left high school. Did my four years at Sac State. I just graduated from Lincoln Law and I'm sitting my bar exam next week.'

Chibs laughed slightly. 'a lawyer huh? I'll keep that in mind next time I get into some trouble. But you gotta kid, husband, house?'

'Married? No, after the amount of times I saw my mom get married, I don't ever wanna get married. So do you two wanna stay for dinner?'

Bobby lifted the cake out of the back of the car. Stacey was coming down for the afternoon to celebrate being admitted to the bar and he had wanted to do something special, enlisting Gemma's help. He was planning on making an effort this time.

'shit, get a load of this.' Tig watched Stacey as she bent over to get something out of the car, Juice and Happy turning around to be greeted with the sight.

'who is that?' Chucky asked, seemingly turning up out of nowhere. They watched on as she seemed to be unsure of where she was going or what she was doing, until she saw the group of men watching her and started walking over.

'excuse me, sorry…'

'no problem ma'am. If you want to book your car in, I can help.' Juice pushed in front of Happy, trying to get to her first.

'oh, actually I'm looking for Bobby, I'm meant to be meeting him here.'

'if there's anything you need from Bobby sweetheart, I'd be more than happy to help.' Tig approached from her right.

'as much as I appreciate your… offer, I think I'll just find Bobby myself.' She swiftly turned on her heel and swiftly walked off towards the clubhouse.

'did you see the ass on that? And she's here to see Bobby. Shit.'

Juice watched from his computer as Stacey and Bobby sat round a table, eating cake and laughing. He wondered who she was. Can't be a crow eater or a sweetbutt, he'd never seen her around the club before. Maybe she was family. Bobby never talked about any family. She was beautiful. And Tig was right, that ass. He shrugged off the thought as he exited the clubhouse, unaware that Stacey was watching as he walked away, before returning to her conversation.