A/N I do not own any of the original Sons of Anarchy characters or stories, they belong to Kurt Sutter.

I want to dedicate this chapter to my Nana for supporting me and assisting in the editing of this story even though the language is more than a little colorful. I also wanted to give a special thanks to Janet McCormick for giving me the extra push I needed to share this story.

Tara was escorted into the Charming Police Department interrogation room. Looking at her one would assume she was in the wrong place as she was still in scrubs but those who grew up in Charming knew looks could be very deceiving. Which was the case with Tara.

You see Tara wore many hats; those hats included being a pediatric surgeon, a daughter, a mother, and an old lady. Being brought in for questioning or even being put under arrest wasn't new to her; in fact the interrogation room she was currently in and the cells down the hall brought back many memories from her youth. From the time she could walk and talk it was drilled into her that you don't talk to cops no matter what was threatened or what was promised. Having a father in SAMCRO and a mother in porn was a big driving force for that drilling. Tara wasn't just anyone's daughter though, she was the daughter of Luanne and Otto Delany. Luanne was a superstar in the porn industry, meaning thanks to her movies unwanted attention both good and bad was ever present and Otto was one of the First 9. Making her MC royalty, the Princess of SAMCRO. If both of those things didn't put enough of a target on her back she was also married to Jackson Teller, the prince to her proverbial princess.

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"Dr. Knowles?" Tara thought about correcting the other woman by telling her that her name was Dr. Knowles-Teller, as Gemma had once told her that being a Teller meant something, but figured it would be best to find out just what this woman wanted first. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I'm Agent Stahl with ATF. May I ask you a few questions?"

"You can ask all the questions you want Agent Stahl, whether I actually answer or not is a whole different story."

"Fair enough. I'm just trying to wrap my brain around your history and current affiliations with SAMCRO. Your daddy has been in and out of prison the majority of your teenage and adult years. Charges for his imprisonment range from assault and battery to conspiracy to commit murder. Your mom, thanks to I'm sure illegal earnings, paid for you to pursue your dream of becoming a doctor, forcing you to leave Charming 11 years ago. You graduated from the University of California San Diego with honors going on to lead your class at Loyola Med and complete your internship at Chicago Presbyterian. All very impressive."

"You know I was there, right?"

"Now you're here at Saint Redneck's getting dirty with the bad boys again. How does that happen? Your father is in jail and from the looks of his visitor logs you don't visit him much. Your mother is still in the porn business only difference is she is now behind the camera and judging by the phone calls or lack thereof you two don't talk much either. Even though you married your first love, Jackson Teller, 11 years apart has obviously taken its toll since he fathered a child with Wendy Case. So all that is left is the remaining members of SAMCRO, all of which are known for criminal enterprises, meaning I can't imagine why you would want to come back for any of them. So again I have to ask why would a respectable doctor such as yourself come back to an incestuous town like Charming?"

"Wow, you should really do your homework, Agent Stahl. There are several things incorrect with the information you've been given about my personal life. I however don't think that it's any of your business so I will refrain from correcting you. With that said what is it that you want from me?"

"Do you know of any illegal activities past or present that the Sons of Anarchy are involved in?"

"You must not have much of a case if you are asking me whether I know anything or not. What's to stop me from tipping them off? Letting them know you are watching them; trying to get information from current and former 'old ladies'? You took a risk bringing me in here, am I free to go?"

"Is that what Kohn liked about you, your inquisitive nature? He threw away his career I just hope you're not doing the same. You are free to go."

Tara got up to leave but before she could turn the handle and walk through the door she turned back with a smirk on her face and said, "Hey Stahl, you ever heard from Kohn?" Seeing Stahl's eyes bug out and her mouth drop ever so slightly Tara knew she had her and continued, "Dangerous thing being a Fed."

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Tara barely walked through the doorway of CaraCara before she found herself face to face with the 'queen of porn'. The 'queen' wasted no time before spewing, "Honey, shouldn't you be out polishing his bike or something? This is a closed party and he has got all he can handle tonight, don't you worry."

At her words, Tara was reminded of a conversation she had had recently with Gemma. You good with that rubbing up on Jax? I trust him Gem. It's not him you have to worry about, it's them. These new girls think he's a free dick, you have to educate.

Before Tara could finish replaying the conversation in her head she was dragged back to present by Ima telling her, "Bitch, I said get out!"

Tara noticed all the other CaraCara girls cringe at Ima's words and take a few steps back as not to be associated with her. The other girls had worked at CaraCara and been around Tara long enough to know what would happen if you got between her and Jax.

Tara knew it was time she set this bitch straight. "Oh honey, I'm going to let this little outburst of yours go because either you have lost your Goddamn mind or you don't know just who the fuck I am. You see sweetheart I may not have been around as of late but I am Jax Tellers old lady. You on the other hand are just a piece of pussy we use to make us, Tara gestured between herself and the club members seated along the far wall, money. So the next time you open your mouth it better be to either suck a cock or lick a pussy because if you ever disrespect me in anyway again I will wipe the floor with you. Do you understand me?"

Ima just looked at her wide eyed, mouth agape so Tara continued "I'm waiting, nod if you understand."

At Tara's words Ima snapped out of her trance and lunged for her. Tara however saw the change in Ima's eyes and had just enough time to step sideways causing Ima to fall to the floor. Tara wasted no time pulling Ima up and dragging her by her hair over to one of the tables. Tara pulled Ima's head backward, by the fist full of hair she still held, before slamming Ima's face into the table. She yelled between slams. "You really are a stupid bitch." WHAM "You may not have opened your mouth but that lunge you took toward me disrespected me nonetheless!" WHAM "Did you think I was kidding when I said 'in any way'?" WHAM "If you ever come near me or my family again this beating will seem like nothing because if there is a next time, I will kill you." WHAM WHAM

Tara released the hold she had in Ima's hair causing the other woman to fall to the floor again. With one hand cupping her nose and the other held out defensively, in an attempt to protect herself, she looked up and around to the audience that had formed. "What is wrong with you people, do something."

Tara let out a menacing chuckle before saying, "Please, you're kidding me right? None and I do mean none of these people are going to do shit to help you you stupid bitch."

By this point Luanna had come running over to see what all the commotion was about. Ima thinking Luanne was there for her said, "Oh thank God, Luanne look at what she did to me. Get this crazy bitch out of here."

Ignoring Ima all together Luanne grabbed Tara into a big hug, after a long moment she pulled far enough away to bring her hands up to Tara's face. "Baby, are you okay?" Tara looked her mother in the eyes and said, "Yeah mom I'm fine, she didn't even get a hit in." Luanne first tilted Tara's head from side to side and then reached for her daughters hands looking them over for reddened knuckles. Seeing no signs of harm to her daughter she was satisfied with Tara's answer and turned her attention to Ima. Ima might not have gotten a hit in but bringing this kind of reaction out of Tara meant she wasn't innocent and needed to be dealt with. "Ima a one-time occurrence doesn't illicit this type of reaction from my daughter, therefore you must have been warned prior to this occurring. With that said you're done, clean out your station your final check will be sent in the mail." Not liking being dismissed Ima threatened, "You can't be serious, all of you are going to regret this when you're rotting in prison!" Squatting down Luanne grabbed Ima's face forcing eye contact and said, "Don't be stupid, if this day comes back in any way on Tara, CaraCara, SAMCRO or myself, you will be rotting right along with us. The only difference you'll be six feet under when we are walking free. So get the fuck out of my sight!"

A/N Flashbacks to come, I promise they WILL explain why Jax fathered Wendy's child, why Tara left Charming and why she came back at the time she did. She is the Princess of SAMCRO meaning she IS family and SAMCRO always protects family!

I want this story to be everything you as my readers WANT to read so with that said opinions are needed on the following:

Donna or Lyla? I feel like with Luanne being Tara's mom I could put an interest spin on Lyla/Tara's relationship but please state your preference.

As much as I hate seeing Jax with anyone he isn't perfect and it's good for drama; so should Ima make a second appearance or should I write in Collette?