Anslee Rae Jameson pulled into the Teller-Morrow parking lot and carefully parked her car. She stepped out and swiftly made her way to the building labeled "Office." When she got to the open door she knocked three times on the door frame and the woman at the table looked up at her.

"How can I help you?" Gemma Teller-Morrow asked, taking off her glasses.

"Uh I'm looking for Filip Telford. Is he around?"

"What the hell do you need with Chibs?" Gemma began to glare.

"Look I'm not here searching for trouble. He's my god-father. I just need to see him as soon as possible." Immediately, the woman relaxed.

"Ah, okay. I'm sorry, he's not in right now, but you're more than welcome to wait in here. He should be back soon."

Anslee smiled. "Thank you." She made her way to the couch right across from the woman's desk.

"The name's Gemma." She introduced herself.

"Anslee. It's nice to meet you Gemma."

Gemma nodded. "You too…. So Chibs is your god-father, huh? He's never mentioned you."

Anslee shrugged. "I'm not surprised. He didn't want me being involved in this life in any way possible."

"And what life would that be?" Gemma raised a brow.

Anslee rolled her eyes. "Come on. I may be young, but I'm not dumb. The MC life. Ya know, Sons of Anarchy. I wasn't oblivious to him wearing the same leather cut with the MC name on the back. The way he'd get a call and be out in a flash. How he'd come home battered and bruised. I'm not ignorant, so please don't treat me like I am."

Gemma smirked. "I think I like you. You've got spunk."

The sound of bikes riding into the lot pulled both of the women out of their conversation as they both stood and walked to the door.

Anslee watched as 9 men backed their bikes all in a line and took off their helmets. She immediately spotted her god-father and she smiled at Gemma. Gemma swung her arm over Anslee's shoulders and walked her out onto the lot.

"Hey Chibs, you have a visitor." Gemma gained his attention and when he made eye contact with Anslee, he froze.

"Anslee Rae." He said in awe as he set his helmet on his bike. "Little Anslee Rae." He smiled and quickly engulfed her in a bone-crushing hug.

"It's awesome to see you too, but you're cutting off my oxygen supply." She wheezed out.

Chibs let go and held her at arms length. "Look at you. All grown up now." He smiled brightly.

"Well that's what happens when you don't see someone for 13 years." She smiled.

"Hey Chibby, gonna introduce us or what?" Clay Morrow asked from behind.

Chibs laid his arm across Anslee's shoulders and smiled brightly at his brothers. "Lads, this is my not so little god-daughter Anslee Rae." He looked down to her. "Or is it just Anslee now?"

She smiled lightly. "I go by Anslee, but if you want to and in the Rae you can."

"Alright. So this is Anslee, with an optional Rae. Anslee, this here is Clay, Jax, Opie, Piney, Tig, Bobby, Juice Happy and Kozik."

"Hi everyone. I'll probably be asking you for your names again, but it's nice to meet you." Anslee smiled and waved at everyone.

They all chuckled and Chibs looked down to her. "So what brings you all the way to Charming? Last I heard you were in Florida."

She sighed. "I needed to leave the East Coast, get as far away as possible."

"Well looks like we have two reasons to celebrate." Clay spoke up. "A successful run and a family reunion. Let's head in and crack open the liquor!"

Everyone cheered and made their way into the clubhouse.

-

"Hey Anslee!" Tig called from the pool table.

Anslee looked over from her spot at the bar.

"You play?" He asked gesturing to the table.

"Not very much." She shrugged.

"Ah that's good enough. Come play a game with us. You'll be on Hap's team. He's good enough for the both of you."

"I don't know."

"Get your little butt over here or I'll carry you over myself."

She sighed and hopped off the stool, grabbing her beer and making her way to the table. "Alright. I'm here. Who's my partner?"

Tig flicked his chin in Happy's direction. "Him."

Anslee looked over at the heavily tattooed man and nodded. "Okay. Cool . So are we putting money on this or what?"

"You think you'd want to do that Lee?" Chibs asked.

She nodded. "He looks overly confident. I want to see if he can put his money where his mouth is." She gestured to Tig.

"Okay little girl. I see how it is. Name your price."

"Hundred."

"Ohhh easy money here Chibby." Tig said rubbing his hands together.

"Okay, enough chit chat, let's play." She said, grabbing the pool stick Chibs handed out to her. "I'm breaking, solids are our's."

The three men stared as the rest of the MC along with the crow eaters made their way over to watch.

Anslee lined up the cue ball directly in the middle of the perfectly aligned balls before snapping her stick forwards sinking 5 balls.

Tig stared in shock as Anslee smirked. "Whoops. Looks like I'm better than I thought." She walked over to the side of the table and lined up the cue ball again, and sinking two more solids into the corner pocket.

-

By the end of the game, her and Happy both made $100 and she made her way outside.

"You're a smoker, huh?" She looked over and saw Happy standing there, lighting a cigarette of his own.

She shrugged, inhaling long and hard before replying. "It seems that way." She scooted over so Happy could take a seat on the picnic table next to her, which he did.

They sat there in an awkward silence, each of them inhaling and exhaling the smoke almost simultaneously. Finally Anslee cleared her throat and spoke up.

"So you're name is Happy?" She looked over to him as he let out a stream of smoke.

"Not legally, but that's what I go by."

"Ah, I gotcha."

"Yeah." He nodded. "You look a little young to be in there drinking and smoking."

She smirked. "You could've just asked for my age. I'm 21. So I'm legal in everyway possible."

"Alright, so bluntness then. Who are you running from?"

Anslee choked on the smoke as she inhaled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Save the bullshit. What's his name?"

She sighed. "Marshall."

"What happened?"

She shrugged. "He was my high school sweetheart. Together from sophomore year to about a year ago. After graduation he just went ballistic. He raped me and beat me and every time I'd try to leave, he'd find me and continue his torture on me in the new state."

"And you came here for protection."

" Don't assume shit dude. I came here because I knew I'd be way safer here. He knows I don't like to fly. He probably still thinks I'm on the East Coast and if he ever did find me here, which I doubt he will, I wouldn't be alone. I never knew my mother, she left when I was a baby, and my father died a little under 2 years ago. Here, I have Chibs. There, I had no one."

He nodded, as he lit another cigarette. "My dad left when I was a baby. I still have my mom though."

"And cherish her, because you never know how much time you have left with someone."