A/N: Hello there! Yes, yes, ya'll! Here is another SOA story for your viewing pleasure. I have to say, that this one is different as well. I'm changing a few things around to make it work the way I want it to. First... it's not going with the story line, I'm making it up as I go along, but a few things will be in it. Second... Wendy will be in here, but she's not pregnant with Abel, she's just a crow-eater, that tries to get with Jax. Third... I think that this will be great and I hope you like it, plus don't forget to R&R! Oh and if you haven't noticed, because I'm sure you have noticed... I effing LOVE SOA!

P.S. I own NOTHING from Sons of Anarchy... just my OC's! Thanks!

P.P.S. This story is for my girls... YOU know who YOU are and I love ya!

...Chapter 1...

It was after two in the morning and Stephanie was on the run. She left San Diego and drove back home to Charming, in some old car she took to get some help from her brother. The last time Stephanie was there, her and Kozik from the Tacoma charter got into a huge fight, at a SAMCRO party, three months ago.

But Stephanie did something really bad and pissed off the guys she's been staying with, and now, she's hoping her family would help her.

Stephanie pulled up to the house and noticed that the porch light was on, so she got out of the car, and knocked on the door. Nobody was home, so she left, then went to another house, and knocked on that door.

A minute later, the door opened a little. "Who the fuck is at my door, this goddamn late?" Gemma groaned.

Stephanie slowly looked up with tears rolling down her bruised cheeks. "I need help, Mama."

Gemma gasped, opening the door a little more. "Oh, my God... Stephanie?" she nodded, then Gemma pulled her into the house, hugging her tight. "You're finally home?" Gemma back up to look at her. "Baby, what happened to you?"

"I was down in San Diego, I got mixed up with the wrong people, and now they're after me."

"What the hell is going on?" Clay asked, walking into the livingroom.

"Stephanie's home." Gemma started. "And she's in trouble."

"What kind of trouble?"

"These drug dealers are wanting me dead for witnessing something I shouldn't have."

"Oh, Baby Girl." Clay gave her a hug, then Stephanie started to cry some more. "It's okay, we'll handle it... nobody is gonna hurt you."

She nodded as she let go of him. "I'm sorry, I've been way too emotional these past couple of months." she gave a look to Gemma, then Gemma's jaw slightly dropped.

"It's okay." Clay nodded. "We'll talk about it in the morning and bring it to the club."

"Thanks, Clay." Stephanie smiled. "Papa Bear."

He chuckled as he gave her a kiss on the top of her head. "No problem." then he looked over at Gemma. "You coming to bed?"

"In a few minutes."

"All right." Clay said, then he went back into his room.

Gemma turned to her daughter and took a deep breath. "So, you being emotional..." Stephanie just nodded. "Okay, how far along are you?"

"About fourteen weeks."

"Is it any of the guys that are after you?"

"No." she said, softly. "I was pregnant before I took off... but I didn't know I was till after I left."

"Okay, we'll figure out all of this in the morning... you can sleep in your old room."

"Thanks, Mama." Stephanie gave her a hug.

"You're welcome, Baby." then they went into her room. "If you need any blankets, there's a few in your closet, with some pillows." Gemma gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Good night."

"Night." Stephanie smiled, then Gemma walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

A few minutes later, Stephanie walked up to her dresser and looked at a few pictures, in the frames. One was her, Tommy, and Jax- when they were younger. The second one was of her, Jax, Donna, Opie, Crystal, Cassie, Katie, and Lyndsey. One of her and Kozik together, one with her Kozik, Happy, and Jax. One with all of SAMCRO, and the last one was of her and her father John- when she was a little girl.

When Stephanie was done looking at them, especially of the one of her and Kozik, she put the pictures back and laid down on her old bed, then closed her eyes, letting sleep take her.

Jax pulled up to Gemma's around eight fifteen in the morning and walked inside the house. He found Gemma in the kitchen with a cigarette in one hand and a coffee cup in the other, looking down at the newspaper. "What is it, Jackson?" she asked, without looking up.

"Who's car is parked out front?"

"Your sister's home."

"Stephanie?"

Gemma gave him a 'no-shit' look. "Yes, Jax... what other sister do you have?"

"Okay, where is she?"

"Asleep in her old room." he nodded, then Jax started walking out of the kitchen. "Hold it, Jax."

"What?" he asked, walking back in, and resting his hands on the back of the chair.

"There's something you should know before you go in and see her."

Jax raised his eyebrow. "Okay, what is it?"

"She came knocking on the door after two am, with bruises on her cheeks." Jax's eyes widened as he started to get pissed. "She told me some drug dealers are after her and they want her dead, after she saw something she shouldn't have."

"Like what?"

"She didn't say, she looked exhausted, so I told her to go to bed." Gemma paused, and put down her coffee cup. "Jackson, you know she's tough as nails, like me, but this situation, has her scared for her life, and I have never seen her like this before."

"Okay." Jax nodded. "So, where was she, that whole time?"

"Down in San Diego and Clay's gonna bring it all to the club, some time today."

"A'ight." Jax sighed, then walked out of the kitchen, and down the hallway, quietly into Stephanie's room. As he got closer to her, he saw the bruises on her face, and got pissed. He couldn't believe some asshole out there, hurt his baby sister. He made a vow to himself that he was going to keep a close eye on Stephanie and keep her safe, no matter what.

When he sat down on the bed, Stephanie felt the bed dip, then seconds later, her eyes fluttered. Once she focused, she kind of got startled. "Damn it, Jax... don't scare me like that."

"Sorry." he smiled, then when she sat up, he gave her a hug. "Welcome home."

"Thanks." she nodded, letting go.

Jax reached over and lightly touched her cheek. "Who did that to your face?"

Stephanie took a deep breath. "His name is Tyler Vaughn."

Jax started to think. "I've heard that name before."

"Yeah." she nodded. "Him and his crew does heroin trafficking between San Diego to Tijuana, Mexico."

Jax's face fell. "Steph, you got mixed up with that guy?"

Tears started falling down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I didn't know who he was until after he took me down to Mexico." she paused. "And the dirt I have on him." she shook her head.

Jax pulled Stephanie into his arms for a hug and rubbed her back. "It's okay, Sis... he's not gonna hurt you, I won't let him." he backed up to look at her. "The club won't let him either."

"Okay." she wiped her tears, then Jax let go of her.

"I'm glad you're home though." he smiled.

"Yeah, me too... I missed you guys."

"Why exactly did you leave?"

Stephanie sighed, thinking of something to say, so she didn't have to tell him the real reason. "I..." she started. "Just needed to get away for a little while."

"You sure it wasn't because of Kozik?"

"No." she lied. "He had nothing to do with it."

Jax nodded, but he wasn't convinced, because he knew that she was lying through her teeth and Kozik was the main reason she took off, but he just didn't know why. "So, what are you doing today?" he asked.

"Don't know... possibly finding me a place to stay."

"You can stay at my house, since it's just me and Crys there."

"Yeah... no." she chuckled. "I really don't feel like being awoken by hearing you two fucking like wild animals." Stephanie shuddered, making a face. "No, thank you."

"Okay." he laughed. "We'll find you something." he smacked her leg. "Until then, get dressed, and we'll go to the clubhouse."

"Sure, but can you go out to the car and get my shit?"

"Yeah." he got up. "I'll be back." then he walked out of her room. A few minutes later, he went back in. "Here." he set her duffle bag and suitcase on her bed. "I'll be waiting in the kitchen."

"Okay." she smiled and Jax walked out, shutting the door, then Stephanie got out of her bed, and started looking through her clothes.

Jax leaned up against the counter in the kitchen and heavily sighed, Gemma slowly glanced over at him, with a curious look. "What?" she asked, taking a drag of her cigarette. "What'd she tell you?"

"Well, we gotta get that guy or whoever is after Steph, before she gets hurt worse or even killed."

"Who is he?"

"This drug dealer named Tyler Vaughn, he's part of the biggest drug cartel, down in San Diego and Tijuana, Mexico, plus she knows some information on him." Jax paused, shaking his head. "Right now, she's safe, but we'll still keep her as safe as possible anyway."

"Yeah." Gemma nodded.

A few minutes later, Stephanie walked into the kitchen wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt with a flannel over it, and white Adidas shoes. "Let's go." she said, putting on her sunglasses.

"Hey, that's where my flannel went... you had it?"

"Uh-huh." Stephanie smiled. "I mean, you have a bunch of others, I didn't think you'd miss this one."

"So, where are you going?" Gemma asked, putting her coffee cup in the sink.

"Over to the clubhouse." Jax paused. "Plus we have church."

"All right." Gemma nodded. "I'll be in the office later on."

"Bye." Stephanie waved, grabbing her purse, then her and Jax walked outside, got on his bike, and left the house.

A/N: Okay peoples! That was chapter one! I hope you like it as much as the others and remember that this is different from the rest. So enjoy this and as always R&R!