A/N: Hello peeps! Here's another story, I've came up with, and I hope you like it. I'm not going to say who everyone is, I mean, we all know who they are. Right? Okay, well... I've been thinking about this story for a while and I finally fixed it the way I wanted. There will be a few flashbacks as well, to explain some things, but don't worry, it'll make sense.. I promise. Plus, I have a few more stories itchin' to get on here, so they'll be up soon! Hope you all enjoy this and as always R&R!

P.S. I OWN NOTHING from Sons of Anarchy... just my OC's.

P.P.S. Oh yeah... I'd like to say... HAPPY BIRTHDAY THEO!

...Chapter 1...

I've been driving down the coast from Washington to California for the past few days. I had gotten a call from 'Grandpas' doctor that he's getting worse. He's been staying at a retirement home for the past five or so years, but recently he got moved to a hospice, so I'm headed to Charming to help take care of him.

Here's a little bit about me- from what I've been told, my biological mother, Sasha, gave birth to me, and left me on someone's door step with a note, that had all of my information attached to my blanket. So the couple- Adam and Lauren Calloway took me in, and adopted me, plus they gave me a name- Elizabeth Leah Calloway.

As I got older, Lauren wanted me to call them 'Grandpa' and 'Grandma' instead of 'Mom' and 'Dad', I mean, they were old enough to be my grandparents, and I was fine with it, so it stuck. After I turned thirteen, Grandma died of cancer and Grandpa moved him and I away from the big city of Los Angeles to a little town called Charming.

Grandpa had an old friend named Piney, that lived there, so he could be closer to him. The first friend I had was Piney's son Opie, and right off the bat, him and I formed a brother-sister relationship, since he knew I had no known family, except for Grandpa.

The first time I met Jax, I could never get along with him. I thought he was the biggest asshole on the planet, because he was always teasing me, talking shit, and taking Opie's time away from me, plus Jax would always get me into trouble.

On my sixteenth birthday, Gemma threw me a get together with family, the club, and a few friends. To my surprise, Jax actually got me a present, but after I opened it, I was in tears. I got up, tossed it in the fireplace, and walked up to Jax. He had a satisfied grin plastered on his face, then he told me "I thought for sure you'd like your gift." I took a few deep breaths, then punched Jax in the face as hard as I could, and went home. I hated Jackson Teller after that, with every fiber of my being, and poor Ope, he was stuck in the middle.

A few months later, after Tara left Jax to Chicago, I saw a different side of him, a side I never thought existed. He was just heartbroken and distraught for weeks, plus he stopped being mean to me. One night, I found Jax on top of the building at T - M. My mind was telling me to go comfort him, but my heart was screaming 'Don't do it, go back, and run in the other direction.' But I did it anyway.

We ended up talking the rest of the night, and I mean, we really talked, about everything. He told me about his little brother Tommy, what had happened with his father, and he apologized for the stupid birthday present, which was an economy size box of condoms with a post-it note, that said "Lizzy, lighten up. Get the stick removed from your ass and GET LAID already." Even though Jax said he was sorry for that, I still thought it was a dick move on his part, but I never once said I was sorry for punching him, because we both knew he deserved it. After that long talk, Jax was in my cool book, which made Opie very happy.

In 2003, a few things happened- Grandpa got sick and was sent to a retirement home, Opie went to Chino, because Kyle Hobart betrayed him and the club for being a little bitch, and Jax and I, had a huge fight. Once I knew Grandpa as stable and safe in the place he was at, I left Charming, and moved to Seattle. I didn't even tell Jax I was leaving, I just up and left with no goodbye.

A few years later, eventually, Jax got news on my whereabouts, because I was spotted. I was hanging out with my boyfriend James, his sister Jenna, and her son Chase at a car show in Tacoma. As I was looking at the engine of a beautiful '63 Chevy Impala, I heard my name being called. I turned around and my jaw dropped to the ground. Happy and Kozik was staring, fifteen feet away from me.

-Flashback, August 2005-

"Well, well, well." Happy started, walking up to me, with Koz a few steps behind him. "Where have you been?"

"Away." I shrugged.

"Yeah, we can see that." Koz laughed.

"Lizzy, Jax has been looking everywhere for you, since you took off."

"Obviously, he wasn't looking hard enough if he hasn't found me yet." I sighed, shaking my head. "I highly doubt it, Happy... he don't give a fuck about me."

"So, where you staying, Baby?"

I smiled a little, he remembered my nickname. "In Seattle." I looked over and saw James waving at me. "Look, I gotta go, it was nice seeing you."

"Same here." Happy nodded, with a smirk. "But you'll be seeing a lot of us."

I rolled my eyes and started walking away. "That's just wonderful." I said, sarcastically, knowing he meant, they'd be keeping an eye on me, if I liked it or not, then I walked over to James, and enjoyed the rest of the car show.

-End of Flashback-

Knowing that them two are part of the Tacoma charter of SOA, it didn't even cross my mind that I'd bump into them, but after that friendly chat the three of us had, I know Happy ran and told Jax, but oh well. A few days later, I ran into Koz again, this time at the mall, then we started hanging out the time, and Happy had no clue.

Koz became the 'older brother' type, like Opie was to me before he was sent to Chino, and the nickname 'Baby' stuck, only because the first time I met him in Charming, when I was seventeen, I was washing Grandpa's car outside with my boom box blasting the soundtrack to Dirty Dancing, which is my favorite movie, and it didn't bother me he called me that. I made Koz promise me that he would never tell Jax exactly where I was or tell me anything going on in his life or anyone elses in Charming, but Grandpa, and Koz agreed.

I passed the 'Welcome to Charming' sign and smiled a little, this is where I grew up after all. After I paid for a motel room and brought in all my luggage, I headed over to Grandpa's hospice, to see what was going on with him.

When I got there, his doctors told me about his condition and let me know that his prognosis is terminal. That's just great! Grandpa has stage 4 lung cancer and the doctors think, he'll only last a month, if that. I'm really not looking to stay here the whole time, but for Grandpa, I will.

A/N: How is that first chapter, Kiddies? R&R! Smooches!