A/N: Hey people! Yeah, you already know what this is! LOL. I'm telling you, I have TONS of stories, yet to be posted. Now, I'm doing things a little bit different with this one, some parts might have some of the show, and some will have my own twists and turns. I apologize, in advance, if someone feels uncomfortable with the beginning of this, but remember that this is just a story, and don't forget to R&R!

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

...Chapter 1...

"I can't live like this anymore." Melanie Brooks muttered to herself as she was packing a duffle bag. She needed to get out of this on going situation, living with her mother Renee and her dead beat step-dad Stan. Ever since Melanie's father Tony, died a year ago, Melanie has been through hell because of Stan. If she didn't have his dinner at a certain time or if she didn't clean what she was supposed to, then he'd beat her up, and lock her in the attic. Renee would either be too drunk or high to stop Stan, so Melanie needs to get out before it's too late.

When she was done packing, she took out Tony's old cell phone, that she's been hiding, and called a number, then listened to it ring.

"Yeah, hello?" the voice said, on the other line.

"Gemma?"

"This is she, who's this?"

"It's me... Melanie, I need your help."

"Oh, Mel, I haven't talked to you in a while, what's going on?"

"H- he beats me up all the time." she cried. "I need to get out of here."

"Who Stan? Shit, where's Renee?"

"Don't know, probably drunk... I'm locked up in the attic."

"Stan locked you in the attic? That son of a bitch... Mel, I'll be right.."

"Shh." Melanie interrupted her. "He's coming."

As the door was being unlocked, Melanie put the phone out of sight, but still kept Gemma on the line, Seconds later, the door swung open. "Who the hell are you talking to!" Stan demanded.

"Nobody... I'm not talking to anyone."

"You're lying." he walked up to her as she covered her face with her hands. "You're fucking lying."

"No, I'm not."

"Bullshit!" he yelled, picking her up and throwing her into the bookcase. As Melanie was crying in pain, Stan picked her up and backhanded her a few times, then shoved her hard into the dresser, but this time, she didn't get up or even move.

"Stan!" Renee screamed. "What did you do to my daughter!"

"She... she fell." he lied.

"Melanie needs to get to the hospital, Stan."

"No, she's sleeping... she'll be fine." he laughed. "There's nothing that little bitch can't handle."

Gemma heard enough and she had to get to Melanie as soon as possible, so she made sure her gun was in her purse, then she ran out of the office.

"Mom!" Jax yelled. "Where are you going!"

"I gotta go."

Him, Happy, Chibs, and Juice ran up to her as she was getting into her Cadillac. "Where you going?" Jax asked, again.

"I need to go save Melanie."

"Your goddaughter? The seventeen year old? The one that lives in Oakland?"

"Yes, to all three questions, Jax." Gemma paused. "Renee's asshole husband just beat her up."

Jax's eyes widened. "We're coming with you, Ma." she nodded, then the guys got on their bikes, and followed behind her.

"Stan!" Renee sobbed. "Call an ambulance!"

"She don't need one, just leave the little whore alone, she'll wake up eventually."

Renee ran to grab the phone. "Fine, I'll call them."

Stan got up and ripped the phone out of her hands. "You're not calling anyone!" then five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. "Who the fuck is knocking, Renee? I told you not to call anyone."

"I didn't, I swear."

"You good for nothing, Bitch." Stan groaned, walking down the stairs, then he opened the door, and saw a woman he hasn't seen in a long time. "Well, well, well... if it isn't Mrs. Morrow- Queen of the Biker Whores, what do I owe this pleasure?"

Gemma slightly shook her head. "I need to talk to Melanie."

"I'm afraid that's not gonna happen." Stan chuckled.

Gemma crossed her arms over her chest. "And why is that?"

"She's asleep, right now." he shrugged. "Out cold, actually."

"You, motherfucker!" Jax yelled, running in after Stan, tackling him to the ground, pounding his face in. After a few minutes, the guys had to pry Jax off, before he killed him. Jax shrugged, them off. "I'm a'ight."

Renee came running down the stairs and gasped at Stan's beaten face. "Oh, my God... Stan!" she ran to his side. "What did you do to him?"

"The same thing he's been doing to Melanie."

"Gemma." Renee started, almost getting into her face. "This is none of your business, what the hell are you even doing here?"

"Mel's my goddaughter, like Tony wanted, so there for... she is my business."

"Where is she?" Jax demanded, in protective mode.

Renee pointed up. "I-in the attic."

Jax and Chibs ran upstairs, while Happy and Juice made sure Stan wasn't moving from the ground. Jax went in first and saw Melanie face down, next to her dresser. He was at her side, as Chibs carefully rolled her on her back.

"Shit." Chibs groaned. "Her pulse is weak." he looked over at Jax. "She needs the hospital, Brother."

"Okay." Jax nodded, then carefully picked her up bridal style, and headed downstairs.

"Where are you taking my daughter, Jax?" Renee tried grabbing his arm as he walked by.

"I don't think so." Gemma said, blocking Renee, then got into her face. "You come anywhere near Melanie, I'll cut your damn head off, you go it?"

"She's my daughter."

"Not anymore... both of you stay the hell away from her." then they all walked outside, and Gemma opened the passenger side door, so Jax could put her inside. After that, Gemma drove off to the hospital, and the guys riding behind her.

Before Gemma could put the car in park, Jax already had the door open to take Melanie out. He carefully picked her up and ran into St. Thomas, looking for anyone that could help. "I need a doctor!" he yelled.

Seconds later, a man in a white jacket went up to him. "What happened to her?"

"Her step-dad, beat the shit out of her."

"Okay, put her on this stretcher." Jax did as he was told as Gemma and the guys ran inside. "My name is Dr. Nelson and I'll be taking care of her... what's her name?"

"Melanie Brooks." Gemma spoke up.

"And you are?" Dr. Nelson asked.

"We're her family."

Dr. Nelson nodded. "Okay, go ahead and sit in the waiting room, while I examine her."

"Thanks, Doc." Jax nodded, then as Dr. Nelson took Melanie one way, Gemma and the guys walked in the other direction.

A/N: There is chapter one! And yes, this OC is seventeen, but I wanted to have this one be with a different Son, we'll just have to wait and see who it is. Hope you like it and don't forget to R&R!

A/N2: Thanks, Crys for helping me with the title and summary, because we all know, that's the worst part of doing these stories. LOL! Love ya, girly!