Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize from Sons of Anarchy, or any other thing or person you recognize. I do not profit from this story. (I guess that everyone already knew all of this, but now I have said it).

Authors note: First of all I only want to say that English isn't my first language, and because of that there is going to be grammar mistakes in this story. I'm using spelling and grammar check in Microsoft Word, but I have come to realize that the program doesn't spot every mistake I make.

Secondly I'm not going to try to write the spoken parts in the way that people really pronounce words. That is mostly because if I do that I also must write in a Scottish accent when Chibs says something and that is not going to be fun to try to read. Therefore you are going to have to imagine yourself how everyone sounds.

This story takes place somewhere after season 4. As I didn't really like how season 4 turned out I have made some changes to it in my story. First of all Maureen never put those letters in to Jax's backpack before he left Ireland. As a result of that Clay had no reason to kill Piney and to try to kill Tara. Therefore Piney is still alive and Tara has no crushed hand and is still working as at St Thomas, Clay is still the President and Tig is still Sergeant at Arms. Secondly Kozik never step on that landmine so he is also still alive. I don't really know if any of these changes will matter in my story but I thought that I should mention this so that everyone knows were I am starting my story. Also, since Clay didn't kill Piney, Opie had no reason to shoot Clay and therefore the deal with the Irish Kings and Romeo Parada was made. Luis and Romeo had no reason to tell anyone other then Linc Potter and sheriff Roosevelt about them being CIA. Juice and Otto is the only ones in the club that knows about RICO. Bobby was never arrested because in my story, the meeting between the Irish Kings and the cartel took place before Bobby went to the prison to see Otto.

It's a lot of changes and if you didn't really understood what I was trying to explain, just look at it like this, some people that should be dead or in prison isn't and some things that should have happened haven't.

Because of these changes it is only the past and some of the basics from the storyline in season 4 that will be from the TV show, the story itself will be from my own imagination, mainly because season 5 hasn't start airing yet in Sweden and also because I started writing this story in June. If anything seems unclear in the story once you have start reading it, send me a PM.

Read the story, hopefully you enjoy it. Since this is my first try to write a fan fiction, please review and tell me what you think of it.

Meeting with the past

Written by Cupcake81

Chapter 1: Accidentally meeting the past

This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough

So I'll be waiting for the real thing
I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting will play out like a scene
Straight off the silver screen

So I'll be holding my own breath right up 'til the end
Until that moment when I find the one that I'll spend forever with

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that

Nickelback – Gotta be somebody

The day begun as every other day the last week had begun. She woke up early and just enjoyed the sight of the male sleeping next to her.

She thought back on the two weeks that had led up to this. How it had come that she now was a friend of a group of bikers. She, who had tried to stay clear of bikes and bikers during the last six years or so, was now living together with a biker. She went back to study the man sleeping next to her. She couldn't really believe that he wanted her; he had so many beautiful women throwing themselves in front of him. Yet, here she was sleeping in his bed, practically living together with him in his apartment.

Her thoughts traveled back to the moment when she first saw him. Becky couldn't really understand that it was only a bit more than two weeks since she first met him, she felt like she had known him all her life. The first day she had been certain that he must have given her the wrong address; a garage couldn't be the right place, could it? Even though she knew that this guy was a part time mechanic, he had told her that they could meet at his place and then go out to grab a bit of food for lunch. Surely he couldn't live in a garage, or…

She reminded herself that she didn't know that much about this guy. She had met him online and after getting to know each other over the internet during a few months they had decided a couple of weeks ago that it was time to meet in real life. Since she was a computer programmer with her own company, she had easier to take time of and travel to see him in Charming, than it would have been for him as a mechanic to take time of and go to San Francisco to meet her.

Now she was on her way to meet a man she had only met online before and she really hoped that they would be able to speak as freely with each other face to face as they had done online.

As she drove on to the lot surrounding the garage she saw a row of bikes parked at one side of the lot. She also saw a few guys dressed in jeans and t-shirts, and what was more important was the leather vests with patches on that they wore. Cuts, she remembered that they were called. She now realized that this garage also was the home of an MC, and if she read the patches right it wasn't just any smalltime MC, it was the Sons of Anarchy, the club that she had tried to stay away from the last ten years. She now remembered that she had heard that the mother charter, Redwood Original were from a small town in California, apparently that town were Charming.

Rebecca, or Becky as her friends called her, wondered what she was about to get herself into. She asked herself how that nice guy that she had met online could be involved with an MC. And why did it have to be the Sons of Anarchy? She said to herself that there was only one way to find out. She parked her car and stepped out into the bright sunshine.

As Becky got out of her car she saw that the men with cuts looked at her with curiosity written in their faces. She decided that she could ask them as well as anyone else if the man she was there to meet was around. As she started to walk towards them a guy wearing a mechanics' shirt stepped out of the garage. After stopping for a second to look at her, he began walking towards her. Becky looked closer at him and realized that this was the guy she was here to meet. He looked exactly as he had done in the picture that he had sent her, complete with the Mohawk and tattoos on his head.

Becky was happy to see that JC wasn't wearing a cut. Maybe he wasn't a part of the Sons of Anarchy; maybe he was just a part time mechanic as he had said. She didn't really believe that herself, but she hoped that it was the truth because she really didn't want to be around the club. Her father would be furious if he found out that she was seeing a Son; he really wanted her to stay as far away from the MC-life as possible.

As JC came closer to the spot were Becky had stopped, she was starting to wonder if she really should be there, but she realized that it was a bit too late for turning around and leave now. JC stopped in front of her and asked "Are you Becky?"

As she nodded her head as confirmation to is question he let out a soft laugh and smiled. He looked so happy to see her. Becky felt her heart jump; it was a long time since someone had been that happy to see her. It was a nice feeling to be greeted by someone showing that much joy at the sight of her. "And you are JC" she said as if she stated a fact instead of asked a question. It was obvious that it was him that she was there to see since both the tattoos on his head and the Mohawk had been clearly visible in the picture that he had sent to her.

"Yes" he said.

A loud snore woke her from her memories. JC or Juice as she had found out that he was called by his friends, or brothers as she knew they called each other in the club, was not yet awake. He was just turning around in his sleep trying to find a more comfortable way of sleeping. In his sleep he throws his arm around Becky and snuggled to her side. When Becky realized that he wasn't going to wake up she let her mind drift back to the day they first met.

After the initial introductions to each other were finished she started to notice that the other guys she had seen standing outside what she believed must be the clubhouse was coming closer, Becky thought that they were probably curious about who she was and to why she was talking to their brother. Becky was now certain that JC was a patched member of the Sons of Anarchy. She was now standing close enough to see the tattoos on his arms clearly, those were very reveling. Suddenly one of the guys wearing a cut said "Juice, introduce us to your little friend."

The guy who had spoken didn't look like someone you would like to meet in a dark ally at night, Becky thought. "Shit", she thought, she didn't want to be left alone with him in broad daylight in the middle of this parking lot. He looked like he was older than Juice and he had dark curly hair and blue eyes that look a bit crazy.

"Sure Tig" Juice said. "This is Becky, she's friend of mine."

Becky saw the patch on this guy's cut and realized that this wasn't a guy you wanted to tell to mind his own business, as the club's Sergeant at Arms he was a tough man. Surely he was a ruthless killer too, she knew that much from her earlier relationship whit the Sons of Anarchy. Becky tried to look friendly when she smiled and said hallo to the man, Tig, as Juice called him. Tig gave her a probing stare before nodding at Becky and walking into the clubhouse.

The other two guys look almost as scary as Tig. One is very tall and has a big beard and long brownish hair that maybe had a hint of red in it. The other one is bald and has a lot of tattoos. Juice introduces them as Opie and Happy. After hearing that she was there for Juice they seem to loose interest of her and after saying hallo they walk back to the picnic table and continues there conversation.

Since Becky wanted to spend as short time as possible around the club she turned to Juice and asked if they could go somewhere and have lunch and talk. Juice told her that he would go and clean the grease and dirt from his hands and then they could get going. "I wait for you by my car" Becky said. As she walked back to her car she sighs, so far nobody has recognize her. Then she gives herself a mental slap in the head and tells herself not to be ridiculous, she hasn't been near a clubhouse in nearly six years, why and how should someone recognize her now and in a town she had never been to before?

What she didn't saw was that she was being watched from behind the blinds of the office. As Becky walked to her car Gemma said to herself "Where have I seen that girl before?" She decided not to talk to anyone about that girl just yet; she wanted to see if she came back to the club first, and if she did Gemma wanted to talk to the girl herself first. Then Gemma would tell Clay that she thought she had met that girl before. If she only could remember were. Gemma had been sitting in the office working when she heard the sound of a car driving on to the lot in front of the garage. When no one came in to the office she got curious and got up from her chair and to the windows. When she saw a girl with long shiny brown hair and, judging from what Gemma could see from this distance, a nicely shaped body she sighs, now all the men in the garage would be distracted by that girl. Gemma saw Juice hurry towards the girl with a big smile on his face. Juice then says something to the girl that Gemma can't hear and the girl replies. When the girl and Juice then starts to talk as if they know each other Gemma becomes really curious, this isn't a girl she has seen around here before, who is she?

Juice didn't take long to reappear from the clubhouse. When he came back out Becky saw that he didn't only washed of the grease, he now also had changed from his work shirt to a t-shirt and now he now also wore his cut. Becky sighs when she saw that, now all her hopes that he wasn't a patched member went out the drain. She wondered how or if he would explain the cut to her. As she watched Juice puts a hoodie on and zips it up to cover his cut, she wonders if that is because of her or if he has other reasons for not shoving club colors.

"Hop on" Juice said and patted the seat behind him on his bike. For a second Becky was tempted, and then she said "I don't know you enough yet, I follow you in my car."

Se followed him to the local diner. They spent a pleasant couple of hours there, talking and getting to know each other better. Although they already knew quit a bit about on another since they had known each other for a long time online. She didn't have to ask him about his cut, he told her that they were a bunch of motorcycle enthusiasts who wear the cuts to identify themselves as a group when they were on the road. As for why he covered up the cut with a hoodie he says that the new sheriff in town didn't like the cuts and since they tried not to have any fall outs with him, most off the club covered their cut when they were in town. Even though she knew that this wasn't the whole truth she didn't questioned his explanation. She knew that he wasn't going to tell her anything else, she was an outsider and as far as Juice knew she didn't know anything about the club or the life in the club. She had other ways to find out the truth.

After a couple of hours his phone went off. After answering it and listen to what the person on the other end has to say, Juice gets a sad look on his face and she knew that he had somewhere else hi has to be. Becky guessed that there were some club business that had to be taken care of, she knew the drill all to well, the club called and you dropped everything and did what was asked of you.

"Sorry, they need me back at the garage" he says as he puts the phone back in the pocket of his pants.

As they left the diner she tells him that she will go back to her hotel and unpack her stuff but maybe he could give her a call later that evening? "Maybe we can have breakfast together in the morning?" she said.

Juice looked happy again and quickly answered "Of course I want to have breakfast with you, I call you later and we can decide when and were." After giving Becky a quick hug, he went to his bike and started it up.

They parted ways as Becky drove to her hotel and he, just as she had thought, went straight back to the clubhouse.

After that first day Becky and Juice had spent almost every minute together, only being apart when Juice had to work or do things with the club. Of course he never told her about what he did with the club, according to him they were just working on their bikes together or rode around on their bikes together. He always told Becky that it was the garage that needed him or some other bullshit explanation when someone called. Becky never said anything but since she knew about club life she understood what was really happening when he left after a phone call.

Becky figured that it was something strange going on with the club when she saw the president, the vice president and the Sergeant at Arms of the club covering their cut as they left the Teller-Morrow lot. Why didn't every member of the club cover their cuts if it was to not upset the Sheriff? If the President did it then the others would be following his lead. Becky decided to find out the truth before she left Charming.

Becky and Juice had come to realize that they had more common than they had known about. Soon Juice comes to spend the nights at Becky's room at the hotel. First it was only because they had been dinking and neither of them wanted Juice to ride his bike home drunk. Staying at the hotel developed into a habit and one night they started to fool around and ended up naked together in the bed. It started with Juice giving Becky a goodnight kiss one night and things got a little heated when Becky started to play with Juice's Mohawk. After that night neither of them wanted to get back to being just friends.

It wasn't that hard for Becky to learn the truth about why some members covered up their cuts. One day after being in town for about a week she asked Juice why not everyone covered their cuts in town. Juice took a deep breath and then looked away from her when he explained that he and some of the others were out on parole after being in jail for fourteen month. They had been released a few of months earlier just a couple of weeks before he met Becky online, and the sheriff had decided that wearing their cuts was a violation of their parole rules. Since the sheriff had told them that he would take the cuts if he saw them they wore hoodies over them to not risk anything.

Juice stumbled over the words as it seemed like he wanted them out before he changed his mind about telling the truth. As he finished he looked over at Becky to see if she looked freaked out about the fact that he had been in jail.

Becky looked back at him and asked "Were you in jail because you had killed or hurt anyone?"

"No, it was because of some unregistered weapons" Juice replies.

"Good, that's all I have to know" Becky says as she hugs Juice who looks really relieved about her knowing the truth.

As Becky ends her trip down memory lane she felt Juice stir in bed beside her. Becky then decides that it is time for him to wake up.

After spending a really nice time together in bed when Becky finally manages to wake Juice up they lay cuddled up together trying to decide what to do next this sunny Saturday morning. They decide to head out to have breakfast at the diner.

Since Juice has an apartment in Charming and not just the dorm room in the clubhouse there isn't really any reason for Becky to keep her room at the hotel. Ten days after their first meeting at the garage Becky moved in with Juice.

Authors note 2: Hmmmm… I wonder who that girl is? What does she really know about the MC and how does she know these things? Will we get to know a bit more about her past in the next chapter? Keep on reading and I promise that everything will be explained at some point in this story.

The lyrics in the beginning are from a Nickelback song. The reason I chose that song is that I'm a Nickelback fan and I thought that this song fit the chapter.