(Anna is my creation. The rest of the characters/scenarios are property of the mighty genius Mr. Kurt Sutter. I don't follow the exact plot of the original story, so some things might seem off. In case of any spoilers from the latest seasons, I'll put up warnings on each chapter. Hope you enjoy it, thank you for reading!)

ONE

EXITUS

While lying on her kitchen floor in her own blood, Anna couldn't stop thinking about how she got to that point and the life she had before that.

Anna had a complicated family, but a loving one. She remembered spending her days at her family's repair shop, the wild friday night parties and occasional dinners at her mother's, where they would cook enough to feed a small city and the table was always surrounded by her brothers. How did she got from that to here? She didn't know she could replace the warmth of Charming for the coldness of her kitchen floor, or the taste of her mom's chili for the taste of her own blood.

When she realized that he stopped beating her up when he though she was unconscious, she tried her best not to move an inch or make a sound. It worked. After what it seemed like hours, she heard her boyfriend getting a bottle from the fridge and walking back to their bedroom, so she just stayed there, quietly, thinking about the life she had eight years ago and thinking about him. She was terrified, but she knew she couldn't stay there anymore, even with all the threats. It was time to leave.

Anna got into her bedroom to find Thomas sound asleep, some British talk show playing on the background. On the nightstand, a half-empty, warm beer bottle, that was now being mixed with a combination of drugs that she got from the hospital she was an intern yet. Thomas would always wake up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and finish his drinks, and counting on that, she went back to the kitchen, lied again in her own blood and waited.

When the sun was about to rise, she went to check on Thomas, risking everything to see if he had finished the bottle. It was empty, and he was sleeping like a rock. She went through her room packing some essentials and managed to unlock one of his drawers to get her passport, his gun and some money for the trip to the hospital and the plane tickets she would get later. Without looking back, she walked out of the door and ran to the car, feeling safe, but terrified at the same time.

- What the hell happened to you? - Doctor Schulz, her boss, acted like she was seeing a ghost.

Anna tried to clean up as best as she could in the car, using a water bottle and some tissues, but her open cuts were still too fresh and some started dripping blood again. Her left arm was twice the normal size and a black eye was already visible.

- I got into an accident last night, but I'm fine, really. I just came here to hand you a resignation letter, I'm moving back home.

Doctor Schulz knew she was full of crap, but couldn't report anything to the police knowing that Anna would deny everything. She got some x-rays and took care of Anna's injuries before insisting on driving her to the airport.

- Doctor Schulz, I...

- Martina, call me Martina. I'm no longer your boss, am I? - The woman had a faint smile on her face, as they pulled over at the airport parking lot.

- Martina, if anyone asks you where I'm going, please don't say anything. I can't tell you why, I just don't want anyone here knowing where I am. - For the first time that day, tears began to fall on her lap.

- Anna, I'm not gonna sit here acting like I don't know who did this. When you decide to press charges, count me in as a witness. And please, be safe.

They hugged as Anna walked into the airport, ready to go back to her country and her family. Charming being her final stop.