A/N: Hey everyone so this is my first fan fic ever! Please please please review and let me know what you think so I can make it better. Disclaimer I own nothing but Shiloh/Isolde

Shiloh ran into her bathroom and slammed the door shut; with shaky hands she fumbled to lock the door. "There that should do it," she said to herself reassuringly. She gripped the sink and tried to take a deep breath, she couldn't believe it was done and she was finally free. "Ok Shy it's now or never." Gathering what courage and strength remained she washed her face. She grabbed the scissors and started chopping away at her blonde locks making sure to get it as short as she was comfortable with. Grabbing the hair dye, Coffee tint will have to do she thought; any color would be ok as long as it did the job. She had 30 minutes to let it sit then it would have to be washed out making a mental note to herself. After applying the hair dye she saw the time on her alarm clock and hurried to grab what little clothing and toiletries she could throw into her backpack. Time was not on her side as the 30 minutes were nearing an end but she thought to hell with it and decided to take what surely would be her last hot shower for a long time.

All packed and ready to go Shiloh took one last look in the mirror, hardly recognizing even herself, she forgot one last detail. "Gotta cover up the bumps and bruises," she said as she rubbed some concealer on her face to hide the aftermath of earlier. All dressed in a black tank top, black hoodie, jean shorts, and black vans she grabbed her small bag and ran. Making sure not a soul could see her she fled to the bus station in the dead of the night.

Running as fast as she could, the greyhound sign was in view finally and a small smile came to her face. She climbed the first bus she saw destination being Charming, CA. The way she saw it a different side of the country, a new place, and a new beginning. What more could the 15 year old ask for?

10 years later…..

Another good day at the clinic came to an end as the receptionist locked up, "Good night Dr. Fisher!" came a yell down the hallway. "You too Hazel see you at the fair, maybe!" she yelled back. It had been almost 10 years and she had definitely come a long ways since the bus dropped her off in Charming. It amazed her what a new identity could provide someone when they needed it. Shiloh Grace Anderson was no more, and Dr. Isolde Marie Fisher gazed over her internal medicine practice with a sense of peace. Her cell phone snapped her back into reality, "This is Isolde".

"Izzie! Its Tara are you ready? We have to meet up with Ashley and get over to the fair so we can start the gig."

"Hey T, yea I'm at the clinic let me change and I'll meet you guys over there." She hung up her iPhone and went to get ready. She parked her 4runner and hopped over to the stage where her friend Tara Knowles was along with Ashley Moore setting up the microphones.

After all was said and done the girls looked at each other with smiles as the music started up. Singing their cover of Pistol Annie's Hell on heels definitely got the crowd's attention especially the local motorcycle club Sons of Anarchy. One member in particular was drawn to them he couldn't pin down what it was about her that sent tingles down his spine. He slowly walked closer and caught her gaze. Frozen and seemingly hypnotized he stood there for the remainder of their performance holding her stare. Who is she he wondered?

Following with a few more cover songs they ended with I Feel a Sin Comin' on. Isolde thanked the crowd and wished everyone a good night. "Well that turned out well but I'm ready for a beer, how about y'all?"

"Me too, hey Izzie I think you have an admirer..." Tara said with a devilish grin.

"What are you talking about T?"Izzie questioned her, who would be interested in her? After all she hardly knew anyone even after 10 years she pretty much kept to herself the only way she knew Tara and Ashley was by working at the local hospital.

"I see him, Tara, the one gawking right?" Ashley chimed in.

"Hahaha yup that's the one!" Tara laughed. "Seriously Izzie I think you should go talk to him, he looks cute in a nerdy kind of way." Tara and Ashley both nudged Izzie in the general direction of the cute nerd but she stood her ground.

"Come on girls not right now I just want a beer first and maybe I'll run into him later ok?"Izzie stated firmly.

"Only way we agree to it is if you actually talk to him at some point tonight Isolde. You're one of my best friends and I have yet to see you happily dating or even dating for that matter, its time." Tara said.

"You know she's right Izz you should at least talk to him." Ashley stated agreeing with Tara.

"Alright I will if we get a few beers in me first." Izzie said to her friends. Sometimes they can be a little pushy and motherly towards her but she knew they meant well. Plus they wouldn't let up unless she did as they wanted. She may be a doctor but she was the youngest of the three and the other two used that against her sometimes. Izzie really was thankful to have them, when she first came to Charming she was a lonely 15 year old fresh out of high school and didn't know a soul. Within the first week in Charming she got a job as a transporter at St. Thomas to support herself while she did medical school. Being the genius kid that she was (and still is) she finished med school including her residency in record time. She opened her clinic for internal and family medicine and the rest is history.

The girls walked over to the beer garden to snag some beers for themselves and decided to roam around the festival. Laughing and actually enjoying herself Isolde couldn't remember the last time she felt so care free. "OOOO Izzie you have to try Miss Gemma's chili it is to DIE FOR!" Ashley proclaimed.

"Ok let me get over there first Ash," she said turning to Tara who nodded in agreement. The two girls stood in line talking and laughing when neither the guy in front nor Isolde paid attention and collided into each other. Falling to the ground covered in beer and chilli Isolde was about to freak out until she looked into his eyes. Those deep brown almost black eyes caught hers and for a few moments they just stared in wonder at each other. Still sitting on the ground Isolde collected herself as the man helped her up. Wow he's got strong arms and a nice grip, but those eyes are what did her in.

"Oh my god ma'am I am so sorry about that, stupid me wasn't paying attention again…god I'm an idiot!" Juice had wanted to talk to her after watching her earlier but he didn't think this was how they'd first meet. Leave it to him to mess it up as usual.

"Don't worry about it darlin' it was an accident no need to be so hard on yourself," she said reassuringly in her Georgian accent. Frankly she was glad for his lack of awareness otherwise she would have missed him.

Oh the accent is real and sounds sweeter when she talks! I've always dreamt about a southern belle Juice thought to himself. "Thanks at least let me buy your chili and pay to have your dress cleaned." He prayed she'd let him; it'd give him an excuse to see her again.

"You don't have to it's really no bi..." Isolde started until Ashley cut her off.

"Izzie please let the poor guy pay for the stuff it'll give him solace and peace of mind, right?" She asked slipping a quick wink to Juice before turning back to her friend. Juice nodded slightly thanking her for that as he realized she was catching on.

"Alright if it will make ya feel better let me give you the information. Do you have a pen and paper?"

"I do but how about chili first and then you can give me the details. Meet me over at the tables?" Juice said both shocked and nervous. He couldn't believe he was doing this it felt like this confidence came from nowhere.

"Sounds good I'm Isolde by the way, what's your name?" She asked holding out her hand.

"Oh yea! Its Juice, I'm called Juice!" He told her with a laugh as he shook her hand. Her skin was so soft and delicate. Yet they seemed to have certain strength about them and Juice picked up on it.

"Nice to meet you Juice. I'll be over there at that table underneath the tree branch." She said as she walked away chuckling to herself quietly. Juice was definitely a weird name but who was she to judge after all Isolde wasn't her given name. As she sat down she completely spaced her friends' existence and reached for her phone. Apparently Tara read her mind and sent a text to her:

You looked like you were heading towards a good time so don't worry about us and enjoy yourself. He's super sweet and cute looking we expect a full report in the AM!

-T

She'll have to thank them for this later she thought smiling to herself. Juice approached the table with a steaming bowl of chili as she shoved her phone away. "OK little lady here is the awsometastic chili and some paper with a pen" he said as he sat down. Isolde looked at him with a smile and thanked him.

"This is amazing! Ashley wasn't kidding around when she told me this stuff was top notch."

"Oh you have no idea! Nobody cooks like Gemma not even the best chefs around here can compare," Juice said.

"Well you haven't had my cooking mister I'm no beginner either."

"Is that so? I guess you'll have to cook me dinner some time so we can determine if that's the case."

"Challenge accepted! It's a date Mr. Juice!" Isolde proclaimed excitedly. And with that Juice gave her a megawatt smile that made her melt on the inside. She really needs to thank the girls for this later.