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Chapter One

It was a warm but not stuffy day when a shiny, dark blue Audi rode into the lot of Teller-Morrow Auto repair. Gemma came out of her office; she was on her way back to the hospital, where her first Grandson had been born prematurely the day before. She stood next to Juice and Half Sack as a woman stepped out of the car. She had vibrant red hair that was pulled into a messy bun and aviator sunglasses perched on her straight nose. Her skin was milky white but not sickly, it had a somewhat tan shine to it. Her sliced up jeans let skin covered with some colored tattoos shine through. Her white tank top and open leather jacked gave her a bad-girl vibe.

"Who's that?" Half Sack asked Juice, who in response only shrugged his shoulders. "That boys, is my goddaughter." Gemma and the woman started walking towards each other and pulled into a hug. Juice and Half Sack walked up to them and watched as the woman pulled off her sunglasses. Her eyes where a forest green and Juice noticed the scar on her cheek. It wasn't long but deep and had been stitched up. "Evie, meet Juice and the prospect Half Sack." She shook the boy's hands and smiled at them. "Evelyn Moran, but please call me Evie." She turned back to Gemma and her face fell a bit. "Gem, what is it?" Gemma pulled her to the office. Evie pulled off her leather jacket and Juice noticed the crow wings that spread over her shoulder blades and the bird's head in her neck. "I wonder whose old lady she is." Juice nodded in agreement with Half Sack and turned towards the clubhouse.

When juice entered he saw Bobby and Tig playing pool as Piney, Chibs and Clay sipped on their drinks at the bar. Every one was waiting for Happy and the Tacoma boys, who were going to help with the gun problem. And Jackson was out trying to get Opie to help them with blowing up the Mayan warehouse. "Who's car?" Clay asked as Juice went behind the bar to get a beer. "Evie? Gemma's hot goddaughter." Everyone stopped what they were doing and in a matter of seconds Tig had Juice pinned to the wall. "You call her hot again or look at her the wrong way, I'll make sure you regret it. Got it?" Juice just nodded, panic evident in his eyes. They all walked out, leaving Juice shaking slightly. Chibs came up to him and gave him a pat on the back. "She's SOA's princess, just like Jax n' Opie." Juice nodded and together walked out to the others.

The Samcro men had formed a circle around the woman and she was hugging Tip tightly. "God, I missed you Tiggy!" She smiled at him and Tig smiled down at her. He kissed her forehead. "He's on his way. Will be here some time later." She nodded, the smile growing. Gemma placed her arm around her shoulder and kissed Evie's temple. "We're going to see Abel. Call when her old man arrives." Tig nodded and the two women walked to Gemma's car and pulled out of the lot.
Juice turned to Chibs; "Who is her old man?" Chibs gave Juice a small smile and simply answered: "The Killa."

Evie's POV

I sat next to Gemma in her car and couldn't help but feel sorry for her and Jackson. The car ride was quite and I took Gemma's hand into my own, squeezing it lightly. We drove to the hospital and she introduced me to Baby Abel. He was tiny and had tubes sticking out all over his body. "Oh my god. How could anyone ever do that to their child." I had to press back the tears that were building up in my eyes.

This is what I looked like when I was born. My mother had been Heroin addicted, but luckily she stayed somewhat sober and I got over all my child-illnesses. I never met my mom. After I was born she vanished and never came back. Not that I minded, I was loved and was surrounded by people that cared for me.

Gemma looked down at her grandson and I could see the tears she was holding back. Even in my heels I was still about two inches shorter than her. I had only ever seen my godmother this sad twice, at her sons and later husbands funeral. I turned to her and gave her a hug. One I needed and I was sure, she did too. Both of us stayed like that for a while, before we silently pulled away and whipped our eyes. We understood that what happened in this room stayed here.

My phone vibrated, I had a text from Happy. I just clicked it away and looked at Gemma. "The crack whore has to die." I nodded and looked at her for an explanation. Gemma just gave the incubator a kiss and left the room. I followed her.

We sat in her car as she drove downtown. We stopped in a street that was known for drug deals and prostitution. Gemma threw my jacket into my lap. "Hide your club tattoos and buy something strong. Enough for an overdose." I nodded and got out of the car, pulling a beanie over my flaming red hair. The first guy I saw looked like a big time junky. Black eyes and wrinkles covered his eyes next to scares from scratching his face. "Hey, I need some H." He looked around and then nodded. I pulled out a wad of hundreds I kept in my pocket. The exchange went quickly and soon Gemma and I were back on the road.

"Thanks darling. I'll drop you off at the garage. The boy's are having Church at eight, gives you two more hours with your man." She smiled. I nodded and pulled out my phone reading over the text Happy had sent me.

Bitch, we arrived, you gonna make it in time of the party? How is ma? D.

I smiled at my fiancé's loving words and shook my head as I placed the phone back into my pant-pocket. I didn't bother to answer as Gemma almost pulled up to the Garage.

I hopped out of the car and walked swiftly to the clubhouse. The first person I noticed was Jax. I hugged him and then gave the man next to him a kiss on each cheek. He looked at me with big eyes and then nervously at the back, where the dorms were. "What he do?" I asked Lorca. He didn't answer and just looked down. Finally he sighed, "He thought you'd get here in the morning." I swiftly moved to the dorms and silently opened the door to the dorm Happy usually stayed in. He was on the bed, the blanked lay lazily on top of his legs, just covering his private area. His arm was over his eyes and a cigarette hung from his fingers.

Without much noise I walked over to him and pulled out my two guns. I sat down on top of him and pointed my colt under his chin. He moved his arm and his eyes turned from shock to adoration to love to shame. I nodded and then heard the toilet flush. Pointing my M1911 towards the toilet door as it opened and a girl about my age with bleach blond hair and hardly any clothes on walked out.

She didn't see me as she searched the ground for her purse and my gun kept following.

"You always fuck women from behind and just before you enter you stop like a fucking wuss?" Somehow that made my blood boil, because my man was surely no wuss. I let off a warning shot near her purse and she screamed. She turned around and saw me. "You call my man a wuss again, bitch, I will blow you brains out." She just nodded and ran out the room.

Turning back to Happy I gave him a smirk and he pulled my head to his, my colt still pressed under his chin. He kissed me and took the M1911 out of my hand, setting the safety on and placed it on the nightstand. I pulled away the colt and placed it next to my handgun.

"I missed you." His ruff voice still sends chills over my body, even after all the years I've heard it. I nodded and gave him another kiss. His tongue slid past my lips and he pulled off my jacket and holster in one swift movement. He than pulled my hair loose from its bun and slipped the band on my wrist. I raised my arms and he pulled off my shirt, tossing it to the side next to the other clothing items that had long been forgotten. Then Happy opened my bra and as he threw it aside, he turned us so that I lay on my back on the bed. I pulled his face back to mine and gave him a deep kiss, while he worked on my pants. In one pull he took off all the clothes I had left on and started kissing up my legs.

Juice POV

After I had showered I walked back into the main area of the clubhouse and greeted all of the Tacoma guy's that had arrived earlier with Happy. The latter missing from the group as they stood around drinking, talking or making out with a Sweet butt or a Crow-eater. Suddenly a gunshot rang out from the doors everyone got quite and soon a young Sweet butt, I had only seen a couple of times walked out, well she ran… like a bat out of hell.

After a couple of seconds everyone went back to what they were doing.

It was half an hour before church when Evie came from the dorms in just her panties and a shirt that ended just above her belly button. It showed off some of her tattoos, but also how toned her body was. It wasn't over the top like a bodybuilder but there didn't seem to be a gram of fat on her. Just over the top op her panties she had the name 'David' tattooed and on her left upper thigh 'Dylan'. She turned to me with two beers in her hands and smirked. "Like what you see, Juiceyboy?" She didn't wait for my answer.

My mouth had run dry as I watched her hop back up the steps to Happy's dorm, when he visited Charming. Some how I had to smirk, as I ran my hand over my Mohawk and turned to get a shot.

Ten minutes to eight, Happy came down. He had on his usual get up, but somehow he seemed much calmer than usual. A couple of crow eaters had already arrived at the clubhouse and on of Happy's favorite came up to him.

She had blond hair and dark blue eyes. She was tall and skinny. She seemed to be the opposite of Evie in everything. Before she could wrap her arms around Happy he pushed her away and went to talk to some of his boy's. When church started Evie had still not come down, but the other old ladies had begun working on the finishing touches for the party.

Evie POV

I came down after I had showered and put on some new clothes. The boys where still in church as I helped with the last couple of things. The bar had been stocked but I pulled out all the shot glasses and filled them up, so the prospect behind the bar wouldn't have that much to do once Church was over. The boys all came out just as I leaned down to get a beer. I felt a slap on my ass and let out a little yelp of surprise when I turned and found some hang-around leaning in front of me instead of Happy, who I had expected. Before I could do anything Happy punched the guy in the face and he fell face fist in front of me feel.

"You okay." I just nodded and stepped over the body on the floor. I handed Hap the beer and he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "Come on lets go party." Together we walked out, him with his arm around my shoulder.

A few minutes later Tig and he stood in the ring. I was standing between Juice and Half Sack yelling for my man as they shouted their heads off for Tig. They both got good punches in and after a while, when Hap fell against the bounds for a second time. They hugged it out and Sack and I started arguing who had won.

"Come on Marine bitch, I'll beat you like my boy did yours." He looked at me questioning. I pulled on his dog tags as I got mine out of my shirt. "Special Forces. Served from 2003 to 2006." He looked at my tags and then smirked. "Special Forces? How Special?" I smirked and pulled off my ring and other jewelry. "Special enough, to know that you're ranked under me, Kip Epps." He pulled off his shirt as I handed my belongings to Hap who had joined us. I pulled off my shoes, hoodie and shirt leaving me in my jean shorts and a sports bra. I kissed Happy, he wasn't… well, happy as I stepped into the ring and all the boys started yelling and shouting.

"Shit, I can't hit a-" before Sack finished his sentence I hit him with my left. I jumped up and down to keep warm as Kip gained his balance. He swung his left to my face and as I jumped away his right hit me in the side. I couldn't help but hiss in pain. After ten minutes Tig came between us and just like he'd done with Happy, the prospect and I hugged it out.
When I stepped out of the ring Hap was shaking his head at me and gave me my clothes. "You've been here a couple of hours and already in a fight." I smirked at him and wiped the last bit of blood off of his lips, before giving him a kiss. "Prospect was sure he saw you losing in there against Tiggy. Had to set him straight." I smiled up at Happy as I finished putting on my shoes and dog tags. "You forgot something." I held out my left hand to him as he slipped the ring onto my finger.

The rest of the evening was spent laughing, playing pool and getting drunk. At around two Happy and I said good night to the guys and left to my house. I was moving to Charming and living in my father's old house, a couple of blocks from the Garage. When I arrived Happy was leaning against the porch smoking, looking sexy as ever. I took the cigarette from his lips and inhaled, before returning the cancer stick to him and searched for the keys to the house. As I opened it I saw that every corner was piled with boxes. "Lets go to bed." Happy whispered into my ear as he picked me up and walked up the flight of stairs searching for a room with my mattress in it.