A/N: No, I am NOT Kurt Sutter, so I therefore don't own the Sons of Anarchy ... if I did, Juice would have more lines! Anyway, this story is loosely based off of a dream I had the other night. It will be told in various points of view and I already know where I want to go with it. But if you could kindly leave a comment about it after you read it, it would be greatly appreciated. My OC's name is Valerie Morrow, Clay and Gemma's daughter who resembles Dianna Agron. The ages in the storyare going to be different then on the show because this is a fanfic and I said so! Lol. I have Kozik as around 26, Valerie as 22, Juice as 23, and Jax and Tara as 28.

FLASHBACK: One Year Ago …

"Juice is dead," echoed through the club house and everyone sat in complete silence. When my father Clay Morrow spoke those three words, I felt my insides freeze. My whole body felt cold and an array of emotions flooded my mind.

"No, you're wrong Dad. I don't believe you," I stood up and ran out of the room and into the closest bathroom. Juice was more than my best friend; he was … he IS ... the love of my life. I would know if he was dead; I would be able to feel it. I just didn't feel it. The tears spilled out of my light green eyes as I sobbed, collapsing on the floor. I wrapped my arms around my knees and pulled them into me, laying my head against my knees.

"Val," I heard Kozik call out my name as he gently opened the door to the bathroom.

"Go away," I managed to choke out without looking up to meet his eyes. I did not want his pity or anyone else's pity for that matter.

He reluctantly sat down next to me and draped his arm over my shoulder, engulfing me safely in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his waist, buried my face into his chest, and kept crying. "I know this is hard for you. It's hard for all of us. I promise you everything will be okay. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow … but one day, it will," I didn't say anything. I was at a loss for words.

"It won't get better. He's dead. He's not coming back … I'm all alone now" I whispered.

"You'll never be alone Val. You've got your mother, Clay, an older brother who would move Heaven and Earth to keep you safe, your Godfather Tig, all the guys in this club, Tara, your nephews Abel and Spencer, and you've got me. You don't have to face this alone," he said.

"I love him. We were supposed to get married, have a little girl, get a puppy named Tucker, live in a white picket fence house. We had dreams. And now I'm left with nothing … nothing at all," Anger poured in me as I shook my head in disbelief. Just last night we were lying in bed together and now he's not here. I ached for him, for what we were and what we were going to be.

Gemma barged into the room, "Oh baby." She walked over and Kozik stood up swiftly.

"I'm going to get going. I'll see you ladies later," he gave a weak smile before turning and walking out of the room.

"Momma," I cried, standing up quickly to give her a hug.

The funeral was three days later. I looked around the graveyard. It was a somber day, gray and cloudy with complete silence. Not even the birds were singing. Everyone watched as they lowered the coffin into the cold, hard ground. It had been a closed casket ceremony, Juice's wishes of course. His cut was draped over the dark wood. I felt empty, like I was a walking zombie during everything; even when everyone was giving me their remorse.

"Come on Valerie, I'll take you home," Jax said to me after he gave me a hug. Tara walked up behind him with Spencer. Gemma had Abel in her arms, Clay beside her.

"Jax, I'll be fine. I promise. But can I talk to Dad for a minute? Alone?" I questioned and everyone nodded.

"Daddy, did they …" I trailed off and he nodded, knowing exactly what I was going to ask. He held out his hand and I opened mine as he placed a ring in my palm. I looked down at the silver band and closed my fist.

" Princess, I know he'd want you to have the promise ring," I nodded, remembering the exchange of promise rings that occured the previous winter. I had switched my diamond and platinum promise ring from my left hand to my right, seeing as our promises could never be fulfilled.

"Thanks Daddy. I love you," I wrapped my arms around him.

"I love you too Valerie and I'm so sorry for your loss. If there was anything I could do to change it, you know I would in a second. Do you want me to give you a ride home?" he asked.

"No, Kozik's going to drive me home. But thank you for the offer,"I smiled weakly before standing up on my tippy-toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. I walked off towards the blonde-haired man, leaving my family behind me.

"Ready?" he questioned, placing his hand gently on my back and lead me towards his car.

"Yeah, let's get out of here," I replied, sighing.