A blue truck barreled down the highway, easily going 80 miles an hour. Inside the truck was a girl, her father, and a dog with bags in the back seat. They were traveling to Charming, California for a vacation. The radio was blasting classic rock, and they were singing along to ACDC. However, off in the distance men were cocking guns and filling them with ammo. They were wearing MC cuts that bared the name Mayans. They soon let off various shots, hitting all four tires of the blue Chevy truck, and startling the people inside. The dad was shielding the daughter, and they lifted their heads up. However they soon heard motorcycles behind the car and didn't dare look through the back window. Doors were slammed open and the guys, who the girl noticed to be Mexican, pulled the two people and dog out of the car and pushed them into a van. One Mexican was driving the van, another driving the truck, and the rest were on motorcycles. They drove back into Charming from Lodi, and were ready to get money from Jax Teller.

CHARACTER CHANGE FROM THIRD PERSON TO JAX

The clubhouse was full; strippers, club members, and crow eaters filled the halls and rooms. A party was being held for Tig because it was his birthday, and he didn't have anyone else to spend it with but us. I was watching the security camera for everyone, because I wouldn't cheat on Tara. Not while she was in jail. Tig walked over to me, and grabbed a beer from the hot bartender. Tig was already halfway to being drunk off his ass, and sat down next to me.

"Hey man. Thanks, this was real nice of you." Tig said to me. I looked at him, an eyebrow raised.

"No problem. We do it for everyone, I'm not going to stop now that my wife is in jail." I responded. Sipping my beer, I watched in interest at the gates to the parking lot were opened and motorcycles and a van rode into it. My hand ghosted to my gun, and Chibs ran over to me with Happy. Happy was quickly zipping up his pants, and Chibs was furiously wiping at his cheek as he noticed it was the Mayans right along with me. I looked at the three men around me and we all nodded. Guns out, we ran out to the parking lot, and we got curious stares as we probably looked like lunatics. I walked up to Alvarez as I got out of the clubhouse and shook his hand with my free hand.

"So, what's the deal? I'm hosting a party for Tig, and Happy was getting his dick sucked." I said, seriousness evident in my voice.

"You owe us money, and we have some hostages that will get their brains blown out if we don't get it." Alvarez stated with pride, and as if it was right on cue the van door opened. A german shepherd looked as if it was hog tied, a girl that looks to be no more than 15 was gagged, and what seemed to be her father was gagged too. Their hands and feet were tied, and the girl looked as if she was about to cry. Her cheek was a bright red, and the father had a large bruise on his face with angry eyes.

"What the hell is this?" I yelled. Juice and Rat ran outside at the sound of my voice, hands over their guns.

"I said. We want money and have hostages." Marcus stated simply. I punched him in the face, and the girl was shot in the shoulder without hesitation. She screamed as much as she could, and tears were streaming down her face. Her father started twisting and turning, trying to do anything to get out and hurt the guy who shot his daughter. A gun was held to his head and all movement stopped, except for breathing.

"Fine. We'll get you the money. We keep the hostages and the nice truck. How much?" I said with a sigh and growl. Alvarez's right hand man smirked, and another laughed.

"Of course. 100,000." Alvarez said. My eyes widened, and Happy had to be held back. "Calm down mano. Do you want the dog to go next?" He said again. I shook my head.

"No, we don't. Juice, go get the money. But Marcus, we aren't a damn bank. We don't have money growing trees on our roof." I said. Juice ran into the clubhouse, and five minutes later, returned with a sack of money.

"Here you go. 100,000 cash. Happy?" Juice said. Marcus smiled.

"Very. Let them go. Leave the truck." The girl was pushed out by the shoulder that was shot, and the Dad was pushed out too. The dog was about to be thrown, but Tig walked over and grabbed the dog himself. Tig untied the dog and it started growling and leaped in front of the girl and father. Marcus shook his head and his crew left, a couple hostages and their dog left.

TIME CHANGE TO 30 MINUTES LATER. PARTY IS OVER.

"I'm sorry this happened to you two. We don't owe any money to Alvarez and we sure as hell don't have a beef with him." I stated. Chibs nodded, and continued patching up the girls shoulder. After everyone had heard the gun shot and the Mayans left, they fled the scene and went home. The club members stayed, but the party was over and everything had calmed down.

"What's your names?" Juice asked. The girl looked at him, then her father, then back at Juice.

"I'm Natalia. My Dad is Aaron. Our dog is Dakota." The girl, Natalia, said for her father.

"How old are you, Natalia? Where are you both from?" Juice asked. I shot him a glare, and looked back at Aaron and Natalia. Tig was keeping their dog, Dakota, company. The dog had originally been reluctant to back down from protecting her owners, but warmed up to Tig.

"I'm 18. We don't really come from one place… Ever since I can remember, we've been traveling the country, never really living in one place. I was homeschooled, and lived in motels." Natalia explained. I nodded, and motioned for Juice to get dirt on them, and see who they were. Natalia sounded Russian, but could be Spanish or Italian.

"You can stay with us as long as you need too. The rooms here are pretty clean, and we don't have parties anytime soon." I offered. The father looked wearily at his daughters bullet wound, and then at how carefully Chibs was sewing the hole up.

"Only till Natalia is healed. We can't be traveling with her having a hole in her shoulder." Aaron accepted my offer, and took the icepack off his bruise. It had gone down a bit, and didn't look too bad. "I'll get our bags. Can someone help?" Aaron asked aloud, and Happy got up.

"I can. Got nothing better to do." Happy announced, before walking out of the clubhouse with Aaron. Chibs finished sewing up Natalia, and put the final bandage on.

"There you go lass. All put back together again." Chibs joked. Natalia smiled, and I noticed that she was watching her father and Happy out of the corner of her eye.

"Thank you Chibs. It feels good to be whole." Natalia joked back, and her eyes moved back to us. Dakota suddenly tackled Tig and started licking his face. He laughed, and pushed Dakota off him. "Dakota, sit. Be a good girl." Natalia told the dog. Dakota looked at her owner with an obedient look, and sat in front of Tig as he got up.

"Okay… I'll show you the rooms." Chibs said.