~Disclaimer: I do not own any thing of Sons of Anarchy. The only things that are my'n are the story line and "Ezy" and "Tommy". This is the first time I have written an OC. Please follow, favorite, and review. I am currently working on the 2nd Chapter. Their is no Juice in this Chapter but he will be a HUGE important character starting in about Chapter 3. Thanks~

Gemma was driving to the only tattoo shop anyone associated with the club went to "Kikks and Toms Tats." It was three days before her and Clay's 20 year anniversary. Clay was always so great with anniversaries, birthdays, and such. She pulled up, no need for an appointment she was royalty here.

"How you doing Tommy" Gemma said with a huge smiling pulling him into a tight hug.

"Life's good babe. Hows yours been" Tommy replied as they released from the hug.

"Coming up on the 20 year with Clay!" She spoke noticing a cute new redhead in the back.

Tommy followed her gaze. "Yeah she's new. Real good girl and very talented."

"She planning on living in Charming?" Gemma said scanning the girl. Fake red hair and plenty of tattoos and piercings. Pretty around 5'8.

"Hey Gizelle. Come here" Tommy said motioning to the girl.

"So Gem, if its good with you I'll leave you in her hands" He questioned.

"Cute, biker type, and moving to Charming. Hell its my duty to check this shit out." Gemma replied looking at Tommy.

The girl lead the way to the seat. "What's your name?" Gemma asked.

"Well, it's Gizelle but I go by Ezy" She said still wondering what the woman meant by it was her duty to check her out.

"Gemma. I here your gonna land in Charming." Gemma stated with authority.

"Thats the plan, its a nice town." Ezy said still wondering.

"You herd of the biker club? Sons of Anarchy. Well, my husband is the President" Gemma stated not letting Ezy speak.

"Ah I get it. So what tattoo or piercing do ya want?'

"A wedding ring. Clay on the back of my finger, our wedding date on the inside."

"Anniversary?"

"Yeah. So sweet heart, you have an old man?" Gemma spoke getting to the point.

"Naw. I'd like one but work comes first."

"I like that." Gemma smirked. "The guys will like you"

"You the matriarch or something?" Ezy dangered.

"You could say that. The wife of the President, mother of the VP. And I love every-single one of those guys."

"I figured as much." Ezy began sketching Gemma ring.

"What kind of stuff you into? Boos, Drugs, Harley's, Tattoos, Piercings?"

"All the above I guess if you count weed as the drug. So which writing style?" Ezy changed the topic.

"That one." Gemma pointed to a beautiful slanted cursive script. "Our anniversary is 2/28/88"

"Good choice. Your very interested in me. Why?" Ezy spoke slyly with a side glance at the stunning older woman.

"When new pussy comes into my small town its my job to see what you are. Outcast, croweater, old lady, rich bitch?"

"So. What else do ya wanna know?"

"Where do ya come from?" She asked.

"Colorado. The amazing city of Denver." Ezy replied sarcastically. "A boring old family. Parents both lived a bad life but still wanted to feel classy and better than every one else."

"Yeah. I get that." Gemma noticed just how much this young girl reminded her of herself.

They continued silently. After the tattoo was finished they walked up to the front to pay.

"Find me when you move to Charming sweet heart." Gemma stated not allowing a no thanks.

"Happy Anniversary and nice meeting you." Ezy said figuring it all out.

"Thanks. When ya moving?"

"The 1st of March."

" I'll probably be back here with Clay in a week or so."

Gemma payed and walked out. She got in the car and drove to Target. For groceries, good concealer, and lotion. Her trip was quick in and out. Gemma lotioned up and put concealer over her new tattoo; Clay couldn't see it until the night of their anniversary.

When Gemma got home she put away the groceries, put her ring on, and started cooking. She made a made a meatloaf and put it in the crock pot. She went up stairs, cleaned up, fixed her hair and makeup and drove to the club.

She pulled up and went to the gauge where she saw Jax and Clay working. Clay saw her walking and wiped the grease off his hands.

"Hey baby!" He grinned

Gemma said nothing. Just walked up, placed her hands on his face, and kissed him. The kiss was great, deep, passionate, and still acceptable for public.

"Wanna leave early?" Clay suggested excited by his wife's forwardness.

"Sure baby. We still have some plans to make for the 28th." She said slyly wondering what on earth he was planning.

"We sure do."

Gemma followed Clay home. He walked in first and was happy to find the overwhelming smell of meatloaf.

"You made dinner!" He said in a fakely surprised face walking up and placing his hands on her hips.

"So. Are you gonna tell me what we're doing for our anniversary or not." Gemma looked up at him with wide eyes.

"I'll tell you this much. We're getting out of here the night before." Clay smirked happy to be surprising her.

"Oh babe." Gemma jumped up wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. "Your amazing" She whispered into his ear.

Clay carried Gemma up to their bedroom where they spent an hour making great, perfect, love. Afterwards, Clay went downstairs to wait for dinner. Gemma cleaned up, changed into black spandex and a black lacy tank and recovered her tattoo. She then met Clay down stairs and served dinner.

Meanwhile Ezy was driving to back to her hotel. She had a big black Ford Truck. The ride home all she could think of was the forward biker mama she had met. Gemma had seemed so sure that she would end up with "Sons of Anarchy" Was she right? She didn't even know her but she had no problem breaking the ice. It was down right confusing. Every one judged Ezy after one glance. Fake red hair, many piercings, tattoos, thats all they needed to hate her. But this woman saw all that and new she would end up in the family. It made no sense.

Ezy got back to her hotel, threw on her sweats, and showered. She went to work cleaning her piercings and putting lotion on her tats. She had always struggled with liking and understanding other people. She didn't understand or respect the law. When she was 12 she snuck out to a seedy tattoo shop and got her nose pierced.

Ezy had never had that huge group of friends, always the odd one out. This was mostly because by the age of 7 she knew exactly who she was and what she wanted to do with her life. Her parents hated her, she was everything they always judged and hated. She ran away when she was 16 and never looked back.

She had been through Florida, New York, Chicago, and LA. Ezy was happy with it but she finally decided to settle down in Charming. Little did she know that she found some where she would fit in, have friends, and have family.

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