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…Chapter One…
"What am I going to do with these people?" Angelica Warren muttered to herself as she was looking through a few of her co-workers files, because she had to fire, at least, two of them, over some new, but not so much improved, budget cuts.
A few minutes later, she heard a beep, followed by a voice on the intercom. "Uh, Miss Warren, you got a call on line two."
"Who is it, Lola? And for the love of God, please call me Angie." she asked her secretary.
"I'm sorry, Angie, I keep forgetting."
"It's fine… now, who's on line two?"
"A man that keeps insisting that he's your father."
"My father?" Angelica scoffed. "I haven't had a father since I left home when I was twenty one. You tell him - whatever it is - I ain't buying and piss off."
"Um… you really want me to tell him that?"
"No." Angelica sighed. "Just tell whoever it is, father or not, that I'm super busy, leave me alone, and take a message or something."
"You got it, Boss." Lola said, before hanging up the intercom.
Angelica leaned back in her chair, shaking her head, and thinking about the last time she seen her father, which by the way, wasn't pretty. Suddenly, she picked up the phone, and dialed a number.
"Hello, this is Damon Brody, how can I help you today?"
"Hey, Damon." she smiled, hearing her fiance's voice.
"What's up, Beautiful?"
"Nothing much. Just wanted to see what you're up to."
"Oh, you know… the same shit, helping customers with their cell phones, because they're too dumb to figure it out. What about you?"
"Looking through these files. I have to fire two people by Friday."
"Why?"
"Mr. Russell is doing some budget cuts or something… hell, I don't know, and it doesn't even make sense, but whatever." Angelica sighed. "Anyway, what time are you coming home?"
"I'll try and get out of here by six, but with the way things are going, I don't think it'll happen, so tell Mia that I'm sorry for missing her school play."
"Damn it, Damon, she's been practicing really hard and she's looking forward to seeing you there."
"I'm sorry, Babe, I gotta work."
"Can you at least try to be there? I mean, it starts at seven."
"Yeah." Damon sighed. "I'll try."
"Alright, well, I'll talk to you later… I have some work to do."
"Me too." he paused. "Bye, Angie."
"Bye." she said, then hung up the phone and groaned. "Today is gonna be a long day."
...
A few hours later, as Angelica was about to clock out early, her door swung open, with Lola rushing in first. "I'm sorry, Angie, I tried stopping him. Do you want me to call security?"
Angelica raised her eyebrow, seeing the man in front of her that she used to call Dad. "No, it's fine, Lola… I got this."
"Okay." she nodded, then walked out, shutting the door behind her.
"Well, this is a huge and very unnecessary surprise, Piney."
"Yeah, you're a hard person to track down."
"And for good reason." she crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you want?"
Piney sat down in the chair and tossed a manila folder on her desk. "We need to talk." he paused, seeing 'Angelica Warren' label in front of him, then noticed a ring on her finger. "You married?"
"Engaged."
"Why'd you change your last name, if you're not married yet?"
"Because Daddy-O, you think that any big businesses, like this one for an example, would take me seriously having ties to the club with Winston as my last name? Uh, no, they wouldn't, so after I left Charming, I legally changed it to Warren." Angelica looked up seeing the frown on his face, then groaned. "You wanted to talk, so talk."
Piney glared at her for a few seconds, before he responded. "I want you to do something for me."
"Wow." she looked at him incredulously. "I haven't seen or spoken to you, in about eight years or so, and the first thing you want, is a favor?" she chuckled, shaking her head. "Bad form, Pops."
"Would you shut up and listen to me."
Angelica scoffed. "You have five minutes, Grouch."
Piney took a deep breath. "There's been some shit going on in Charming, some bad shit."
"Like what?"
"Nothing you need to know about."
"Okay, does this "bad shit." she used her quotation fingers. "Consist of any criminal activity?" Piney didn't respond, he just glared at her, which made Angelica chuckle. "Of course it does… well, the clock is tickin' Pops."
"With the way everything is going down, if something should happen to me…"
"Wait, stop." Angelica cut him off. "What do you mean, if something should happen to you?
"I'm an old man, Angie, I'm not gonna live forever."
"Touche'."
"As I was saying… in this folder is some papers and I want you to make copies of them, then put them in a safe place. If anything should happen to me, I want you to present the club with all of it."
"And what is in the folder exactly?"
"Just some old letters." he shrugged. "And some notes."
"Okay, Pops, let me get this straight… you want me to make a bunch of copies of whatever is in this folder, hide them, and then show them to SAMCRO in the event if something should happen to you?"
"Yeah."
Angelica stared at him for a few seconds. "Are you out of your damn mind? I can't go back to Charming."
"Angie, what had happened then, was a long time ago."
"That may be true, but it still hurts." she paused. "Mom was gone, Opie was locked up, and I was betrayed by the three people, I thought, gave a shit about me, and you happen to be one of them." she scoffed. "I should have bounced when Mom did."
"After all this time, you can't let it go?"
"No, should I?"
"It was a long time ago."
"You keep saying, it was a long time ago." she mocked him. "But it doesn't make it okay or change the fact that it happened."
Piney just shook his head and picked up a picture frame that was sitting on the desk. He saw his little girl with her little girl, posing with a good looking guy. "I see you have your own family now. This man better be treating you and my granddaughter good."
Angelica was a little hesitant, but slowly nodded. "He does."
"Well." he put the frame back in its spot. "Good for you." he stood up. "For what it's worth, Angie, I'm sorry with the way things turned out. I should have been a better father to you and I wasn't. I hope one day you can forgive me." Angelica opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, and Piney sighed. "I love you, Angie." and with that, he walked out of her office, leaving her completely speechless.
"Is everything okay?" Lola asked, walking in ten minutes later. "Was that really your father?"
"Yeah, it was."
"What'd he want?"
"To talk." Angelica opened her bottom drawer and pulled out her purse. "I'm going to leave for the day, because later, is Mia's school play." she put on her sunglasses on the top of her head and stood up. "If you need me, call me, if not, then I'll see you tomorrow in the am."
"You got it, Angie." Lola nodded.
"See you later." Angelica walked out of her office. As she was about to walk out of the building, she stopped, turned around, and went down to the copy room to make copies of those old letters. She didn't even look at them or read any of it, she just made three copies of each, and put them in separate folders.
"Hey, Angie… what are you doing in the copy room? Don't you have a secretary that does this shit for you?"
"Yes, I do, Vince." she rolled her eyes at her newly appointed partner. "But I'm capable of doing this shit myself."
"You know." he got closer, in her personal space. "I can do it for you."
"I bet you could, Sparky." she chuckled, grabbing the folders. "Look, you need to back up off me, before I kick your ass."
Vince smirked. "Since when did you get all bitchy? You're usually nice."
"Well, seeing someone I haven't seen in over seven years, kinda brings out my bitchiness, so like I said… back up off me." she glared at him for a few seconds, then walked out of the copy room, and left the building.
...
Before Angelica went home, she went to drop off two of the folders at two different banks and put them in her safe deposit boxes, with specific written instructions, then she sat in her computer room, staring at the last two folders, taking a sip of her Patron.
"Hello, My Love."
Angelica looked up at her best friend walking in and smiled. "Hey, Cassidy."
"Okay." she sat down in the chair. "I'm here to go to Chunks school play."
"It's in four hours."
"Okay, yeah… well." Cassidy slumped in her seat. "I'm here, very early to get away from Noah and I'm also here because I need a ride to the play. What kind of godmother would I be, if I didn't go see it?"
"I know, right?" Angelica nodded. "So, that jerk still won't leave you alone?"
"Ugh!" Cassidy groaned. "He just won't get the picture… I'm completely done with him. He needs to let go and move on." she paused, seeing Angelica staring intently at a few folders that were in front of her, which made her frown a little. "I know that face… what's going on?"
"Well, for starters." Angelica sighed, leaning back in her chair. "Guess who had the nerve to barge into my office today?"
"Who?" Cassidy raised her eyebrow. "Brad Pitt? Tom Cruise? Ooh, no, was it George Clooney?"
"Uh, none of the above, Crazy."
"Bummer." Cassidy sighed. "Okay, who was it?"
"My father."
"Seriously? What the hell did he want?"
"A favor." Angelica paused. "He stopped by because of some bad shit going on back home. He wanted me to make copies of these letters and notes." she pointed at the folder. "Hide them and if something should happen to him, I show one of the folders to the club."
"Are you gonna do it?"
"I haven't decided… still thinking about it."
"Have you read them?"
"No and I'm not going to, I mean, it's none of my business. I'll probably just do what I'm told and be done with it." Angelica grabbed the two folders and put them in her desk. "They'll be here for now." she locked it with a little key. "Let's go shopping and grab a bite to eat, before Mia's play."
...
"Oh, come on, Honey." Angelica said, as she walked into her house, followed by Mia and Cassidy. "You did great up there."
"It doesn't matter." Mia shrugged. "Daddy didn't even show up."
"He had to work late and you know that he'd be there if he could."
"Yeah, Chunk." Cassidy nodded. "He loves you."
"If he really did, then he wouldn't have broken his promise and missed my important play."
"I'm sorry, Baby." Angelica gave Mia a weak smile.
"It's not your fault, Mommy. Can I go to bed?"
"Yeah." Angelica gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Good night."
"Good night, Chunk, you did great tonight."
"Thanks, Aunt Cass… good night." then Mia went upstairs to her room.
"Damon owes her, big time."
"Yes, he does." Angelica put her purse down and walked into the kitchen, with Cassidy following behind her. "How 'bout a beer?"
"You read my mind." Cassidy leaned up against the counter. "I'm starving."
...
It was a little after midnight and it was raining, while Angelica was wide awake in her bed. She couldn't sleep, no matter how much she tried. There was just a million things running in her mind that she couldn't stop thinking about, not only that, Damon wasn't even home yet.
He called her at 9:30pm, telling her that he wouldn't be home until really late, and at that point, Angelica didn't even care. She was super pissed that he missed Mia's play when he promised he'd be there. A part of her had a weird feeling in her gut, telling her that something was going on when Damon works late. She don't think she'd be able to prove it, but she's still suspicious of him.
When Angelica finally heard Damon's car pulling into the garage, she looked over at the alarm clock and read '2:15' in big green numbers. Angelica just fluffed her pillow and closed her eyes, because if Damon knew that she was awake, he'd want to talk, but that wouldn't be smart on his part since she'd just blow up at him, so she decided to keep her mouth shut, pretending she was asleep.
A/N: And there is chapter one, for this new story! Yeah, I know. I probably have no business posting up a new one, but I wanted to. I am so sorry, I've been neglecting all my other SOA stories. I've been focused on my Avengers and Thor stories, because I freaking love Loki, plus trying to write a book/novel. Apologies. Hope you enjoyed this and there will be more to come. Thanks a bunch and don't forget to R&R!