"Clay a lot of shit is going to be dug up in Belfast, a lot of ghosts," Gemma Teller nervously picked her nail polish while the rest of the guys on the plane spread out for the ride to Belfast.

"I know,"

"If Kelley is still there...it's been 24 years," Gemma muttered to her husband not wanting Jax to hear their conversation. "She will be 24 Clay,"

"Let me worry about Kelley Fisher, we are finding Abel and leaving," he tried to assure his nagging wife but the very mention of Kelley brought about a pang of anger that was always associated with her name. She had up and left him, without so much as a note, a warning, anything; even if he was cheating on her with his now wife. 2 years after she had fled in the night with John Teller did Clay find out it wasn't only her that had left that night on a plane to Ireland. A card had showed up with a picture of a beautiful green eyed toddler with no return address all that was written was 'I thought you should know' with a name scribbled underneath it.

Finley Morrow-Fisher

Finley's POV

"Finley!" Maureen Ashby jumped me when I came through the door of her living room after my shift at the hospital.

"Hey why are you still up Moe?" Maureen was never up this late, especially not sober. I had been living with her for the past three years ever since my mom had passed away. I had been best friends with her daughter Trinity my whole life and her and my Mom had also been very close.

"Waiting on you," she tapped out her cigarette in the ashtray, "Charming is coming here," she didn't make eye contact with me after she spoke.

"When?" I questioned my heart rising in my throat. Unlike most mother's who kept their estranged father's identity hidden, mine had always kept me in the light. I knew who he was, where he was and why and how she left him.

"They will be here tomorrow, you needed to know," she didn't wait for me to say anything else before she went down the hall way and I heard her bedroom door shut. Clay Morrow would be here tomorrow, the guy who my mom ran across the seas to get away from. I had never heard anything but negative about him from anyone that had ever met him, anything from he was arrogant, rude, intimidating to he was a down right killer. But there had always been a part of me that wanted to find out for myself, rumors and stories where the only information I had on the man.

"Mum tell yah then?" Trinity Ashby came up from the shop into the apartment.

"Yeah," I didn't really know what else to say to my best friend.

"Some strange shit is going on if samcro is coming," She put her things down on the table her mother had been sitting at.

"I guess we'll find out," I tried to make light of the hell that was coming our way.

"They don't let us know anything,"

"Since when has that stopped us?"

Suddenly someone started banging on the door surprising us both, instantly we both went into stealth mode, grabbing two guns that were hidden in the main room of the apartment before we started over to the door.

"Don't open that!" Moe came down the hallway also holding a hand gun.

"Maureen! It's Fiona Larkin!" Came through the heavy green door, causing Moe to put her gun down but both Trinity and I kept ours aimed. "Is Finley here? We need help," that caused both of us to drop our arms as well while she opened the door.

"Oh thank goodness!" Fiona didn't do her usual hellos she quickly came up to me grabbing my arm, "I need you to look at this boy!" she kept hold and started pulling me out the apartment door and down the stairs. "Jimmy wouldn't let him go to the hospital!" she tried to explain to me leading me to a car.

A teenager was standing beside the car, his face showing signs of severe burns and his eye was missing, but somehow he was still standing.

"Come with me," I said grabbing the boys arm and leading him to the apartment, Trinity and Kerianne were hot on my heels.

"I shouldn't be here," the boy informed me, wobbling a bit.

"You shouldn't be in this situation," I countered as we got into the apartment. I was only a surgical assistant but the club had taken that as a good enough education to patch just about anything they had up. I had seen my share of bullet wounds, cuts, and burns, but this was my first missing eye.

I knew the boy wasn't going to stay awake much longer, the adrenaline was wearing off.

"Keri, do you know his name?" I asked the teenager, she wasn't much younger than the boy on the couch.

"I don't know, he's new," she looked down at the ground while she spoke, her voice was always so sweet, out of all of us she didn't deserve this life, she took everything to heart and everything got to her, she lived life in fear; you could tell by the way she acted in everyday situations.

I started working on the boys face, placing clean gauze over his eye, knowing there was nothing I could do about it, its a clean cut case, the eye and nerve endings were gone. After cleaning the burns on his face and pressing some compresses on the skin there wasn't much I could do.

I went into the kitchen to wash my hands both of the mothers were standing in the doorway whispering. "I can't save his eye, but his burns are clean," I informed Fiona.

"Thank you Fin," she squeezed my hand.

"Just make sure he keeps them clean once he goes back," I added squeezing back, "I'm heading to bed, it's been a long day,"

"Take Kerianne with you until Kellan gets here," Moe nodded her head to where she was sitting at the table her earphones in and eyes shut. I shook my head in agreement before getting her attention.

"Go to bed, it's late Ker," I shut the door behind me, taking off my jacket to reveal my scrubs from work earlier in the day.

"Are you going to stay with me?" she muttered, stiffly sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, I'll be back," I grabbed some night clothes before going to the bathroom to get ready for bed; once I was back in the bedroom Keri was already asleep on the bed tucked way in the corner near the wall.

It was just another day in Belfast.

AN: I don't own anything SOA. Also I know they would all have accents when they talk but that's just to much to do with every sentence!