REVIEW PLEASE…YOU ALL WANTED THE STORY SO WHERE ARE YOUR REVIEWS. PLEASE REVIEW.

I push all my problems to the back of my mind

Then they surface in my dreams, they come alive

I sweep all my issues to somewhere I can't find

In hope that I'll forget but there's just so many times

Why can't I be strong and just confront all my fears?

When my fear is hurting you by being sincere

But how many more days can I run? How many years?

Emotions flooding and now it's all seeming so clear

Crying for No Reason – Katy B

The worst thing about being surrounded by Chaos' family was the overwhelming urge to shoot them all, as they sat there dissecting the shit that got her in trouble. Each of them throwing out ideas on how to clean up this mess I can't help but wonder if they really know Chaos at all. I mean she wasn't the little girl they last saw disappearing in the night; she was a killer for god sake.

"We need to make Bumble pay" Chibs growls bringing me out of my thoughts and I look over to where he's sat running a stressed hand through his hair

He really did look like Chaos, not just in the face but in all the little ticks that she shares with him. From the way their jaw clicks on the left when they're thinking, to the way they run their hands through their hair in a certain way when stressed. And not to mention how they both think alcohol helps planning. Yeah she was a daddy's girl alright.

"To bring Bumble down you'll need to bring down the whole charter" I sigh deciding to add to the planning, my voice having been silent the last ten minutes "No doubt they all know what he does"

"Minus the women" Juice asks

"The women of this club know nothing, hell Chaos was mainly the only one who knew shit. The rest of us where just lackeys I guess you can say"

Juice nods and returns his attention to his laptop, I look over to where Jax is to see he's lost in thought before looking at me.

"How do we bring the charter down?" He asks seriously and I smile sadly

"Cause an internal war, it eliminates the protection for said charter and that way you won't get any fallout for say killing the members"

They didn't think I heard them when they said they were going to kill the members of the Vegas charter, but I may seem like a mild and meek character but I have some god damn good ears when I want them.

"How" Crazy eyes asks

"You'll need to contact Wolf" I sigh

"And he is?" Chibs asks

"The president of the Washington charter" I shrug "It's our second oldest charter and Wolf is one of the founding members of Hell's Reapers"

"And he respects women?" Chibs asks and I can see he doesn't want to trust another man who is going to let Chaos get hurt

"Yep" I nod popping the 'p' "Most of the women of his charter do the runs and shit. He has this strange fetish over women doing a man's job and getting their hands dirty. Don't ask why I never wanted to ask myself"

Everyone nods and I sigh before pulling out my smokes and lighting one up. I hate that I'm dragging Wolf into all this, but to be totally honest I don't think I'm going to be the only one. If I know Chaos like I think I do, no doubt she is already on her way to Wolf to be protected. She always liked Wolf and he always told her there was a seat at his table ready for her if she ever got bored of Vegas.

"So what exactly and I doing here" I ask before daring to voice something that twigs in my head "I'm going to be helping you take out Vegas aren't i?"

"What did you think you were here for" Chibs asks "Whiskey and Pole dancing"

"Oh darling I am above your pay grade"

I see something flare in his eyes but before I can register what it is, it's gone.

I stand up from my seat and head out of the church and continue walking to the exit door ignoring the looks of all the skanks around, their eyes bouncing off my Kutte and widening almost comically. I refrain from smirking as I head out into the late afternoon breeze and over to one of the picnic tables and settle down on top of it, my eyes revolving around the garage taking everything in. the sounds of cars being fixed soothing the ache in my bones that makes me feel years older than I am.

"You okay"

I look up to see that Chibs has followed me out, his wise eyes glued to me as he walks forward and sits on the table next to me. The scent of cigarette's new leather and a certain brand of scotch fills my senses and I can't help but think it is so him, I might not know him but I know enough to know that.

"Yeah I'm okay" I whisper

"You sure"

"No" I sigh before laughing a little "Shit has just got a whole fuck load of messed up. Chaos was always the one who dealt with it, if not people knew to get the fuck out of her way. Me I was just the quite one who did as was told and fuck the consequences towards myself"

"That's no way to live, not in an MC" He replies blowing out smoke from a cigarette I hadn't even seen him light.

"Chaos always told me the same shit" I chuckle "Now there is a girl made for an MC. I guess she had her daddy to thank for that"

"Yeah I guess" He sighs and I keep finding myself lost in his Scottish accent "She sort of brought herself up. I spent so much time here she just sort of slipped through my fingers. And now it's happened again"

"Yeah but this time It can be fixed" I reply not wanting to get into the middle of his family drama.

He shakes his head no doubt clearing thoughts before looking at me "Come on we're getting some drinks in, Clay's on his way back so we need to act normal"

"What just drinks, no pole dancing" I smirk catching his eyes to see the same thing flare in them again.

"That can be arranged"

I laugh a little as I jump off the bench and walk towards the door "As I said darling, I'm above you're pay grade"

He shakes his head and follows me as I walk in, I walk over to Jax and ask where I can hide my Kutte, if we're acting normal then I need to appear as someone who was brought in off the street. No need to rattle Clay's cage as to who I am really early in the game. That would be counterproductive. After showing me to the room Chaos used I sigh as I look around at the pictures she'd scattered across the walls before no doubt moving out to her own house.

I see pictures of her and her dad as she was growing up, one where she is no older than five sitting on the back of his Harley, his hands wrapped tightly around her and the two of them sharing a mischievous smirk. Another of her at what appears to be her sixteenth birthday; she's stood there with Jax and if I remember correctly Opie, the three of them trying to shove birthday cake into each other's faces. One of what could immediately be my favourites is of Father and Daughter at Chao's graduation, the pride showing in his eyes was enough to make a fucking room glow bright for weeks.

I look away from Choas' pictures and walk over to the wardrobe and hang my Kutte inside, my shoulders instantly feeling naked but I remind myself I'm doing this for Chaos, I can live with not wearing my Kutte if it comes to that. I walk out the room and over to the bar where all the guys are sitting and chatting the shit.

"Be nice when he get's here please?" Jax asks almost pleading

"Who Clay?"

"Yes Clay" Jax nods

"I'll be as nice as I can in this predicament"

He nods and hands me a shot which I instantly down, Crazy eyes pours me another and I thank him before downing that one too. I ask for a glass of whiskey and catch a faint smirk light up Chibs' face before he turns to talk to the man sitting next to him. Happy I think his name was.

God it's going to suck trying to remember all their fucking names, I mean seriously couldn't they have nicknames or something; I might be able to remember them then. But alas these fuckers use their real names so therefor I'll have to be a good girl and try and remember them all. I down my drink before turning to the prospect.

"Keep the drinks coming darl" I smirk "This lady wants to get hammered"

END NOTE – I know long time since this had another chapter but I'm laid up with Flu at the moment so yeah. Anyway REVIEW and let me know what you think lovelies.