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Chapter 1: Discovery

- Angelina's POV -

I walked in the home I shared with my brother, placing my bag beside the front door. After locking the door, I walked over to the kitchen and found it empty. I took off my jacket, placing it on the chair right beside the dining table that was placed in the middle of the kitchen. This was a bit odd. My brother was usually home when I came home from school and after a long day of finals, all I wanted was some of my brother's home cooking. Hearing a couple of bangs coming from the garage, I walked over to the door connecting the garage to the kitchen and opened it. I found my brother's friend, Michael sitting by my brother's laptop, nodding his head at me as a greeting.

"Yo, Rob, your baby sister's here." He called out to my brother who was under his car. "Hey Lina,"

"Hey Mike," I smiled.

"Are you racing tonight?" Robert said as he slid out.

I looked down at him and shrugged. "I'm not sure. I have finals tomorrow."

"My nerdy little sister," He chuckled. "Well, its ten grand tonight so if you're as smart as I think you are, you won't struggle with that test and get your ass behind that starting line."

"We'll see, but I think it'll be best if I just stay behind tonight and study, I need an A in that class." I grimaced.

He patted my calf. "And you will, you just need to stop getting nervous every time you take a test." He smiled up at me. "Just relax, just like me."

"Yeah, yeah, so anyways, I'm going to my room so I can concentrate. Your loud music isn't going to help much." I told him making Robert laugh.

His Tupac phase was lasting a little longer than his Dr. Dre phase, which is not a bad thing. Tupac's music is amazing, but when it's being bumped twenty-four seven, it becomes an annoying rap song that is being bumped by some idiot who wanted to pester the world by being a disturbance. I'm usually not irritated by my brother's loud music, but when it's finals week, I had zero tolerance for it.

"I need you to call Alex." Robert said as he sat up, running his greasy hand over his dark brown hair that stopped near the edge of his ear.

My brothers aren't exactly in the best of terms. To make the story short, Robert and Alex fell out when Robert chose to leave a couple of week's right after our parent's funeral. This hit Alex hard, feeling that our brother abandoned us in our time of need. Ever since that day, they've been bumping heads, rarely speaking to one another. They would act civil in front of SAMCRO and Auntie Gemma, out of respect for the two people who became our parents and the club. But SAMCRO wasn't stupid, they eventually caught on. Everyone knows about their civil war.

To my brothers, every remark was a blow and if it stung enough, a fight would ensue. Happy, if he was there, would usually pull Robert away before anything would happen, but if he wasn't there, then they would usually get a couple of hits before I tried to pull them off the other. To add fuel to the fire, Alex's hatred grew when he felt that Rob took me away from him, bringing me to Santa Cruz and all. Alex has always been supportive of me when it came to my education. Even though he may not like the fact I go to school in Santa Cruz, he still helps Robert pay for school, which something I've always thanked him for.

"Look, I know you two are in bad terms, but maybe giving him a call will mellow things out." I suggested, trying it out even though I'll hear some excuse coming from Robert. It was predictable really, but wouldn't you try and mellow things out between your brothers? Especially if they're the only family you have left?

Robert chuckled. "Been there, done that. Alex is as stubborn as dad was. If he doesn't want to speak to me, he won't." He replied. "I called him, but as usual he didn't answer my phone. I sent him a text, but I want you to call just to make sure he received it."

I nodded my head. "Alright, call our brother."

"Has Bryan tried contacting you?"

"No, we both know that Bryan never calls not unless he wants pussy or needs money."

Robert cringed. "I don't need to know what you two do in your alone time, especially if it's one of the things I told you not to do with him, anymore."

"Yes, well, you asked."

He rolled his eyes. "Look, I need you to call him. He needs some money and if you're not racing tonight, I'll give him your spot."

"Why won't you call him? You know his number." I replied.

"Yes, well, you and I both know that Bryan and I are not in speaking terms."

"And yet you want him to race for you? It doesn't really make sense."

"Look, just call him."

"Fine, but if he ends up in my bed tonight, you have yourself to blame." I told him making my brother growl in response.

I laughed. "I'm just kidding, I'll give him a call in an hour or so."

"Look, I don't approve of Bryan, you know that. After what he did, I personally think the asshole needs to be buried six feet under." Robert said.

Michael nodded his head in agreement. "Lina, you know Bryan's not the best influence on you." He finally spoke, tearing his eyes away from the computer.

"Michael, I highly doubt you or my brother should be a judge of someone's character." I reasoned with them.

Bryan Danvers. I'm not going to get into him much, but Bryan has become a permanent fixture in my life these past five years. We were together for about two and a half years before he cheated on me. It was like a soap opera type of story that I rather not get into. I'm not going to lie, I was devastated, but I feel it was a long time coming either way. My brother tried to kill him, but of course, I stopped him. Bryan was not worth going to jail over. But somehow, someway, after everything was said and done, I forgave Bryan for everything he had done. I had too. The only family he had was my brother and his crew. In some ways, my brother's little racing crew was like SAMCRO. Everyone was family and you don't turn your back on family.

"True, but we know Bryan. He may worship you in some ways, but if another piece of ass comes by, you're nothing to him." Michael countered.

I rolled my eyes. "You act like I'm dating the guy."

"Well from what we're hearing you're getting close to giving in." Robert replied.

"And you would assume this, why?"

"Your brother always checks your Facebook and your wall is pretty insightful." Michael answered for Robert, who in turn, smacked his forehead, shaking his head.

I laughed. This was priceless. I was aware of my brother's sneaky ways. After all, not unless your page is private, your wall posts are shared with your friends, making all your gossip seeking friends squeal in excitement. I just never thought my brother obsessed over my posts on Facebook. My messages were usually directed to the general public, not about anyone specific, but pulling my brother's string is always fun. I think in his perfect world, he would want me to end up with a SAMCRO member or someone who just doesn't do any illegal activities, which was a long shot.

"You two are pathetic. My posts on Facebook should never be taken literally. If I wanted to be with Bryan, I would be by his side already." I shook my head. "You two are just hilarious."

Michael glanced over at my brother, cracked a smile and looked over at me once more. "She has a point there, Rob."

"Whatever, either way, your relationship with Bryan needs to stay platonic because if it crosses that line again, I'm not really sure it's a very good idea." Robert said.

I nodded my head. "I understand, but remember I need to make my own mistakes and if I didn't learn from my mistakes the first time, well then, that just makes me human."

"No, that makes you an idiot." He threw his cloth at me.

I laughed. "Rob, you have nothing to worry about and if there is something that'll worry you, I'll let you know ahead of time."

My life has always been great. I've had my ups and downs like everyone else, but that's life.

I had amazing parents, from what I can remember, and the best brothers in the whole world. My parents died a year after I was done with high school. At that time, my oldest brother Robert was thirty years old, done with college and a banker. My other brother, Alex was twenty-five years old and I was only eighteen. It was a hard time for me and my brothers, but we pulled through thanks to SAMCRO. We were devastated because of the lost of our parents, but we had to live. It was hard, but we had to try.

When I graduated from high school, my oldest brother took me to San Francisco with him. I got accepted into UC Santa Cruz and both of my brothers were ecstatic, especially Robert being an Alumni of Santa Cruz and all. Alex was happy, but he didn't approve of the fact that I had to leave Charming, leave him behind. Nevertheless, he was happy.

So for the past five years of my life, I've been in Santa Cruz, living with Robert. He would make some occasional trips to Charming, but I never went with him. I usually stayed at a friend's house when he was gone. It's not like I don't like Charming, that place is my home. But there are just some things I would like to avoid.

I was walking towards the door when Rob spoke once more.

"You know, Happy called." Robert's words halted my movements.

Happy, the Tacoma Killer, Robert's best friend, and more importantly, the man I've been in love with for half of my life. We first met when I was eleven years old and he was twenty-seven years old. Robert brought him over to our house to have dinner with the family. At that time, Rob was a prospect at the club and Happy was already a full patched member. They got along well since they were usually forced to do a couple of jobs together along with the other patched members of the club. Robert had some admiration for Happy. His dedication to the club absolutely pulled Robert in, he was like Rob's idol in some ways.

It wasn't love at first sight or something, but as the years went by, my feelings grew. At first, it was a little crush then it just grew from there. Alex knew about my feelings for Happy, but Rob was never informed until later on.

Happy left two years before my parent's died. He was always in and out of Charming, but this time around, he was leaving for good since his home charter was Tacoma. I honestly think he just wanted to see where my brother goes with his SAMCRO phase. Robert never wanted to join the MC, but he prospected to see how it would be like. Dad always made it look so enthralling, that my two brothers were immediately sucked in as soon as they could prospect. When he left, I was devastated, I couldn't even say goodbye to him. Robert said it for me. Once Happy was gone, Robert's passion for the club disappeared and focused on his studies instead. He left Charming a couple of weeks after Happy did.

They both came back two years later for my parent's funeral. It was the first time I've seen Happy since he left. I remembered that moment so vividly. It was as if everyone around us became blurred as he walked towards me, sadness written all over his face. Once he arrived in front of me, he engulfed me into a tight embrace, placing his cheek on the top of my head, rubbing my back up and down. The tears began to fall again as I gripped his shirt tightly. During the viewing, Happy stayed by my side, watching over me as my brothers greeted family and friends who came to pay their respects. Being near him made me feel better, but as soon as my parent's were six feet under, he was gone. He left a note, promising that he'll come check on me whenever he can. I knew that would be a hard promise to keep, but I held on to it.

And he did come.

He would stay for a few weeks, even months. Happy would stay with me and Alex since Robert was working up North. Alex and Happy got along, but not as well as Robert and him or me and him. Having him around was always fun. He would pick me up from school, drop me off, being alone wasn't an option when he was in town. Actually, being alone was never an option. If Happy wasn't there, Alex would pick me up from school as well and did everything Happy did.

Everything was always good between me and Happy. But as time passed, things just changed. It just got awkward when I confessed my feelings for him. I didn't expect him to return my feelings, but I didn't expect him to start ignoring me afterwards. From what Robert told me, it was better this way, my feelings would be spared or what not since he didn't see me in that way. I was just a little sister to him and I had to accept it.

"Interesting, what did your best friend say?" I questioned.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, asking how it's been here, the usual," Robert slightly smirked. "He asked about you as well."

I nodded my head. "Interesting, well if you have no other fascinating news, I'll be on my way."

I heard Robert chuckle. "You know, all you have to do is talk to him, he won't ignore you."

I turned to him once more, crossing my arms over my chest, leaning against the doorframe that led into our home. "You know, I told him how I felt about him, hoping that maybe he would return my feelings. It just sucks that I forgot that I was only his little sister and nothing more." I slightly smiled. "I should have seen that one coming. Not everything is a fairytale, right?"

Robert sighed. He sat up and wiped his hands on the cloth right beside him. He looked up at me and said. "Seeing you like this hurts me, especially since my best friend is the one that caused you all that pain. But, you have to let it go some time. I thought you're over it?"

I tucked a strand of my long brown hair behind my ear and gave my brother a small smile. "Yes, well I am, I'm just not ready to be brother and sister with a guy I've had sexual fantasies about."

"Oh mother of God. You have got to be kidding me. This is the last time I'll ever talk about this." He shook his head. "Jesus Christ, you just had to say sexual fantasies."

I exited the garage, laughing. I walked inside our home and up the stairs to my room. Closing the door behind me, I kicked off my shoes and flopped down on the bed. I sighed.

Studying sucks.

- Charming, California -

Alex walked in the clubhouse, making his way towards the bar. He read the text message his brother sent him regarding the issue of when he and Angelina would arrive. From what Robert was telling Alex, he didn't plan on bringing Angelina to Charming until the next week since they had some business to attend to. He knew what they had to do and it just didn't run well with him. Angelina would be in the middle of this, smuggling some package from one of Robert's customer. He honestly had no idea how Robert could keep his day job and do all this illegal shit on the side. In some ways, he admired that about his brother, but that wasn't something he was going to admit openly. As much as he criticized Robert's actions, he knew he shouldn't be talking since it's not like he was doing any better than him.

Fucking douchebag, can't ever be a caring brother, placing our sister in harms way. Such a Robert thing to do. He thought to himself as a Juice slid a bottle of beer towards his way.

He looked around the club, noticing that Clay, Jax, Opie, Kip, and Bobby were missing. Happy, Tig, and Chibs were by the pool table, playing their usual game. A couple of crow eaters were sitting on the couch, watching the three men play. Juice was standing behind the bar, using his computer, as usual. He had to admire Juice's commitment to that computer of his. If he gave a woman as much attention as he gave his computer, he would be married by now. Alex chuckled at the thought and shook his head.

"Where's Clay at?" Alex questioned.

"Clay's in church with Bobby." Juice replied.

"Jax?"

"He went home to get his guns, personal stash, remember?"

Alex nodded his head. "Yeah, I brought mine. I dropped it off at the gym."

"Did you get Robert's guns as well?" Happy asked, as he joined the conversation.

Alex turned towards Happy and gave him a slightly cold stare. Happy bit back a laugh, amuse at the sight of Alex trying his best to give him some intimidating look for mentioning his brother's name.

"Nice try kid," Happy chuckled.

"I don't touch Robert's shit." Alex snapped. "He took that shit when he went up North."

"You better watch your tone," Happy warned, his raspy voice adding a bit of intimidation to his words.

"How's Rob?" Juice questioned, intervening before it could get ugly. He knew how fast Happy's fuse sparks up, so it was best he saved Alex now.

Alex looked over at him and laughed bitterly. "And I'm supposed to know this?"

Juice turned his head towards Happy, knowing the Tacoma Killer were in better terms with Robert than his own flesh and blood.

"Rob's good," His voice was a bit calmer, but his look was still cold towards Alex. "Working during the day, being a dumbass street racer at night."

Juice laughed and shook his head. "He really got hooked into that world, huh?"

"It's not so bad, pays good money," Happy walked over to the fridge behind the bar and got himself a bottle of beer. He opened it and took a swig out of it.

If only Happy knew what his best friend did, besides racing. Alex thought to himself.

"How's your sister?" Juice questioned.

Happy looked over at Alex and saw how a smile formed on his mouth. The one thing that was still keeping the Levesque family together was Angelina. She's always been the voice of reason for the two brothers. As much as they hated each other, if Angelina requested them to be in the same room together, it would be done. It was like every other brother and sister relationship. They will go to the ends of the earth to make their sister happy, to make sure she was protected. That mentality somewhat rubbed off on Happy as he too started seeing her in that light. She was the little sister he never had. It's been five years since they last spoke to each other, last seen each other. He has seen her in pictures, but he was pretty sure a picture didn't justify how she looked in person. There had been times where he had the urge to make a surprise trip to Santa Cruz, but every time he would, Robert would beat him to it and come down to Charming instead.

"She's good, her last day of school is tomorrow so she's coming home to Charming." Alex said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"She's coming back to Charming? For what? The summer?" Happy questioned, a bit ticked off at Robert for failing to tell him about this.

"Something like that. It's just for the summer, but I'm hoping I can convince her to stay." Alex replied.

"Stay? In Charming?" Juice asked. "But I thought she hasn't graduated yet?"

Alex rolled his eyes. "Yes, of course in Charming you retard." He shook his head. "She's graduating next year, but I'm going to try and get her to come back here after she does."

"You going to that shit?" Happy asked.

"What kind of a fucking question is that?" Alex retorted.

"A fucking question you should answer," Happy growled.

"Of course I'm going, I'm her fucking brother." Alex replied, surprising Juice with the attitude he was giving the Tacoma Killer.

It was common knowledge around the club that you don't give Happy attitude not unless you want an ass beating. If Clay was the one who gave it to him, Happy would swallow his urge, knowing it would be suicide to harm the President of the Mother Charter, but everyone else had this unspoken fear with Happy. Everyone had respect for Happy. For all the things he's done for the club, he deserved it.

"You better watch your tone, little boy. I won't kill you because I respect your brother, but keep this shit up and I'll just have to beat the shit out of you." Happy threatened. His raspy voice became dangerously low as he did.

Before Alex could reply, Juice cut in, not wanting to see his two brothers fight.

"So, what is she majoring in?" Juice questioned.

Alex gave Happy one last look before turning back to Juice. "She wants to go in the medical field, that's for sure."

"That sounds pretty good, you must be pretty proud of her," Juice said.

"You know I am. She wants to intern at St. Thomas." Alex answered. "Tara's trying to pull something off for her."

Happy nodded his head, his temper slowly going down as the subject of their conversation changed. "She was always the one with the future."

Alex chuckled, the mood obviously getting better between the two. "Yes well, thank God. When Tara's too busy fucking Jax, we have a back-up for medical emergencies."

The three men laughed. Their laughter was cut short when Alex's prepaid started ringing. He slid the phone out of his jacket pocket and flipped it open.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Alexander," a voice said, giggling as his name left their mouth.

Alex immediately smiled, hearing the voice of his one and only sister. "Angie, nice to finally hear from you," He said, turning all of the Sons' head towards him.

Happy eyed Alex and in some ways envied the guy. He used to get weekly phone calls from Angelina, just trying to make sure he was still alive and kicking. Never would he admit it to his brothers, but those weekly calls always made his day, knowing that someone other than the club actually cared about him, well someone other than his mom as well.

"Yes, well, I had to let you know I was alive some time." She chuckled. "Um, Rob's asking if you got his text message."

"I did, he doesn't have to worry about that. He knows I got his fucking message." Alex replied, his tone slightly changing at the mention of his brother.

She sighed. "It wouldn't hurt for you to reply some one word answer so he doesn't have to freak out."

"Since when did he learn how to worry?" Alex questioned.

"Alex," she hissed.

"Okay, I apologize, look, when are you coming back here? Robert said in the text that you should be heading back here next week." Alex told her. "That's a little too late, I want you here by tomorrow night."

"He's heading back there next week. I have a few things to take care off before I can go home there for the summer." Angelina replied. "Tomorrow night? Isn't that a little too urgent? I mean, I need to stay here, prepare some stuff for my final semester."

"Tell her I said hi," Juice interrupted, earning a smack from Happy. "What?" Happy rolled his eyes and took another swig of his beer.

"Juice says hi, actually everyone at the club misses you, especially me, so why won't you try and make it back earlier than Friday." Alex said.

"I'll see what I can do. I can always fix things before the start of the semester, I suppose." Angelina answered, earning a chuckle from Alex. "Tell everyone hello and I miss them all and you, I miss you on a good day."

"On a good day, let's not lie now, you know you miss me." Alex smirked, his dimples showed as he did. He crossed one of his arms over his chest, tucking his hand under his other arm.

Angelina giggled. "Okay, I miss you, a lot. But believe me, after the first day I'm there you'll be tired of me."

"Never going to happen,"

"Mmhmm, okay if you say so," Angelina said. "So anyways, I have to help Bryan fix his car tomorrow. I should be there by Saturday around noon or so."

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Danvers, eh? He's actually still around? I thought Robert got rid of the guy."

Happy looked over at Alex, giving him a questioning look. Who the fuck was Danvers?

Angelina laughed. "He did in some ways, but you know Bryan, he's relentless."

"Seems like it, do I need to handle this guy? I mean, I thought you were over the bullshit with him." Alex's tone changed, concern clearly heard in his voice as he spoke to his sister.

Happy was getting a little ticked off. How can Robert keep things from him? Ever since he and Angelina cut communications between them, well, more like he cut the communications, but that wasn't the point. The point was, he told Robert to tell him everything, to keep him in the loop about the only woman he could bring himself to care about besides his mother. At first the girl was nothing but Robert's younger sister, but then she just became more to him, the sibling he never had. As much as he hated to admit it, this whole ignoring each other, kiddy high school bullshit was getting on his last nerve and he was at his breaking point. But he wasn't going to make the first move. She would have to talk to him first and that's the only way shit was going to happen.

But the way this conversation was going, he was itching to know who the hell this guy is. From the tone in Alex's voice, the boy obviously had a relationship with his sister. The type of relationship is obviously unknown, but he can guess it was more than a friendly type of relationship.

"I am, we're just friends, Alex." She argued.

"We both know he doesn't see you in that way." Alex countered. "He broke your heart, Angie. But yet, whenever he calls you come to him."

"Whatever, I didn't call you to talk about Bryan. I heard there's a lockdown, do I need to be there? Or am I good?" Angelina questioned.

"You need to come here, Angie. It'll just make me feel better if you're here while the club is on lockdown. I thought Robert told you that you two were coming down after your test tomorrow?" Alex looked over at Happy, knowing the guy would never show or admit it, but he missed the girl.

"No, he told me next Friday."

"Well, you were misinformed, you two need to be down here by tomorrow night. Just for safety purposes and all,"

"Okay, well I'll let you go. I still need to study for my test tomorrow."

"Wait, you haven't even told me how your week has been." Alex argued.

Angelina laughed. "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow. I need to study so that I might get a chance to race tonight."

Alex sighed and shook his head. "I thought Robert said you weren't doing that type of shit anymore."

Happy glanced at Alex once more. What type of shit was Robert hiding from him? He understood it was family business, but he was family. As much as he didn't accept it before, he not only had a family within the MC, but with the Levesque's as well. He lifted his eyebrow, Alex motioned that he would tell him later, mouthing the words as well. To Alex, if Robert wasn't going to be honest with the Tacoma Killer, he would be. After all, Happy is his brother.

"Alex, let's not get into an argument about this again. You know why I race."

"I do, but that doesn't mean it justifies your action or that I approve."

"Don't act like your line of work is any better than racing. Look, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Alex shook his head. "Talking or not, I'm calling Robert. You're not racing and that's final, that shit's a little too dangerous for you." Alex was putting his foot down towards this issue like he has done numerous times before, but his sister was just not listening to him, which irritated him a bit. He may not be around as much- which was not his fault- but he was still her brother and his words had to mean something. "Racing is not your calling and you know that. If you're as smart as I know you are, you'll realize racing, especially illegal street racing will not be good for your future."

Racing? Happy asked himself, the word running through his mind.

"I've been racing for the past two years, Alex. I'm fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow, bye."

She hung up.

Alex looked at the phone, flipping it closed as he shook his head. He didn't understand Robert's methods when it came to giving Angelina freedom. Of course he understood the concept that Angelina is an adult, fully capable of making her own decisions, but no matter what age she was, he's her older brother and he has to look out for her.

"So you want to tell me the fuck is going on here?" Happy questioned, his voice breaking Alex away from his thoughts.

"You know the racing bullshit Rob got into? Well, apparently the world of illegal street racing caught the attention of our younger sister who couldn't wait to race." Alex shook his head. "She won her first race and from then on, I really don't think she stopped racing." He sighed. "I honestly think it was beginner's luck, but apparently, she's making a name for herself."

"Robert let her race? Why the fuck would he let her do that?" Happy's hands turn into a tight fist.

Alex chuckled bitterly. "You know Rob's thing with her," Alex shook his head. "And I quote "Angelina needs to learn from her mistakes, if she wants to race, let her race. She's a fucking adult. She can do whatever she wants." That fucking dumbass."

"What the fuck? So you're telling me that he lets your sister race on a regular basis?"

"Whenever she wants, he lets her."

Happy shook his head as he chuckled lowly. "I need to speak to that idiotic brother of yours. Are you going to call him or should I do it?" Happy asked.

"You could do it if you want, if I have a choice to not speak to him, usually choose not to, so why won't you call that best friend of yours and try to talk some sense into him." Alex stood up.

"Where you going?" Juice questioned.

"Santa Cruz. I'm picking her up, whether she wants me to or not. I'll sleep over my brother's house if I have to, but by tomorrow night, she'll be back where she belongs." Alex replied. "In Charming,"

"I'm going," Happy told him.

"You should stay here, they might need you." Alex answered.

"Yeah, well, you shouldn't be going alone." Happy finished his beer and nodded his head towards Juice. "Just tell the Prez we're going so there won't be any problems."

"I'll tell Clay when he gets out of church with Bobby." Juice said to them.

Alex and Happy nodded before walking out of the clubhouse and towards their bikes. Happy got on his bike, Alex going on his right beside him.

"So, you gonna call your boy?" Alex questioned as he put on his helmet, turning his bike on.

Happy smirked. "I rather surprise your brother since it seems like he likes keeping shit from me."

Alex grinned, as he and Happy pulled out of the Teller-Morrow parking lot and out of the gate. Within three hours, most likely two with the way he and Happy rode, he'll be able to see his little sister and maybe, just maybe see his brother get his ass whooped by the Tacoma Killer. He knew about Robert and Happy's agreement concerning Angelina. Keep Happy in the loop, there would be no problem, but since Robert chose to take him out, for reasons unknown to him, then maybe he'll see his brother get what he deserves.

An ass kicking.