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Please enjoy the second installment of Rewind.


::Rewind:: Chapter 2: Dropping Plates.

As Tig pulled into Teller-Morrow everyone was curious as to who was on the back of his motorcycle. Tig wasn't the kind of person who let just any rode on the back of his dyna. Hell, when he actually tried to have a steady relationship he wouldn't let them on it. But now here he was pulling into his spot with a brunette wearing a helmet more suited for a crotch rocket than a Harley. Juice and Half-Sack just shrugged when they saw it, Jax, Opie, Clay, Chibs, Bobby, and Happy were all curious as to who the mystery rider was.

"What's up with that?" Jax asked turning to his step-father. Clay just shrugged and watch the two of them interacting.

"No idea, but it seems as if he knows her." Clay says taking a puff of his cigar. Half-Sack being the naïve and overly chattering prospect he was decided to give them some information.

"That's her bike in Tig's bay," he said and went back to helping Juice.

"Looks kind of young for Tig." Bobby remarked as the watch Ariel take her helmet off and shake her head, her hair following in front of her face. Happy took in her appearance and he spoke up.

"That's one of the two I saw in the hospital the other day." Clay looked at the usually silent man, there was a hidden emotion that passed over the killer's face as he watched Tig interacting with the girl.

"Fuck you Trager," Ariel yelled at Tig as he made a comment about her Ninja.

"Aww c'mon doll, you know I would never do that to you." Tig replies playfully, dancing on a dangerous line. Ariel glared at the older man and hit him with her helmet.

"Like I'd want any of you. You walking STD," Ariel commented. Tig's eyes darkened playfully, Ariel squeaked as Tig scooped her up into his arms and threw her over his back like a sack of potatoes.

"Well I guess you better get tested then. You have been riding with me," Tig joked and started walking over to the on-lookers. Ariel hit his back.

"Trager, you better put me down before I make you very uncomfortable by shoving my helmet so far up your ass it'll be coming out of your mouth." Ariel joked back and hit Tig with her helmet in the butt for good measure.

"You wouldn't dare girly, I don't think you want your pretty little face messed up," Tig said making like he was going to drop her by letting go of her. Ariel screamed as Tig grabbed her.

"Tig, stop playing around." Clay yelled as he watched the two. He was very curious as to who had his Sergeant at Arms acting like a child. Tig stopped messing around and put Ariel down on the ground in front of him. Looking at her face, he could see she was extremely nervous.

"So does the girl who has Tig acting like a child have a name?" Bobby asked looking at the back of Ariel's head.

"I might 'ave one. I mean, I do but it's not like you called would call me by it anyway," Ariel says turning around to the group. She recognized Jax, Bobby, Clay, Opie, and Chibs, but the one standing beside Clay, wearing a cut that read NOMAD, she couldn't recall ever seeing before. Tig let out a laugh at this and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Damn straight." Tig commented which caused Ariel to elbow him in the stomach.

"Shut the hell up Trager, no one cares what the hell comes out of your mouth." Ariel smarts off. This catches Happy off guard. He had never heard someone talk to Tig that way, let alone got away with it. But as he watched the two interact earlier, he knew his brother would not harm her, regardless of the words that left her mouth.

"Well that mouth and the way you talk to Tigger, there is only one person you could be." Jax says smiling and pulling Ariel into a hug and away from Tig. "Welcome home Midget," Jax says pulling back. Ariel glares at Jax and hits him.

"You are not jumping on the bandwagon Jackson Teller. That is reserved for Trager and Bobby only. Besides I don't want you sinking to their level. I had you up there with Chibs," Ariel jokes looking completely serious. Tig and Bobby fake heartbroken looks.

"Why must you be so cruel darlin'," Bobby says pulling Ariel into a hug.

"You brought it upon yourself," Ariel smiles at the older man. When Ariel pulls back from the hug she stares at her brother.

"Why didn't ya call 'Riel? I would have come and met you?" Chibs says staring his sister dead in the eye. His mind was putting together the pieces. Ariel was one of the two that Happy had seen in the hospital, four days ago, but she wasn't with another girl now. It was just her.

"Because I have been doing a lot trying to get settled. Had to enroll Alana in school, get a job, and make sure shit was set with transferring my shit out here." Ariel says locking eyes with her brother and her accent, like his, was showing. But you put two people who are siblings together and your bond to hear it.

"Alana is here?" Chibs says shocked. Ariel nods her head. "Why is she here? What happened to Ron and Dawn?" Chibs fires out so fast that it was barely recognizable to the group because of his thick accent. Ariel nods and shifts and looks away from her brother.

"They died." Ariel mumbled not turning to her brother. Chibs grabbed his sister by her shoulders and made her look at him.

"What do you mean they died? How? When? Why are you and she here?" Chibs starts firing off again. When Ariel didn't answer right away he squeezed her shoulders. Ariel let out a small whimper and tried to back away from her older brother. Chibs wouldn't let that happen and gripped her tighter. "What the hell happened Ariel" Chibs shouted at her.

"Chibs, calm down. You are scaring her!" Jax said grabbing the Scotsman and pulling him away from the frightened looking Ariel. Who sought at the closest person and clung to them. Clay wrapped his arms around the shaking form of Ariel.

"Ssh, calm down baby girl." He said to comfort her and then turned to Chibs. "Go calm down. Jax, Tig, and Happy will talk to Ariel. And before you say it should be you, think about what you just did to your sister." Ariel looks up at Clay and nods to him and releases her grip on his stomach and was pulled into Tig's arms. Clay turns to Happy and stops him as he goes to follow after Tig. "I'm going to warn you now about Ariel, I don't know how you'll react to her. But up until she was 12 she lived here in Charming. You know how Chibs was smuggled out of Ireland?" Happy nods. "Well he brought his 1 year old sister with him. Their mom died and he was all she had. She grew up around the guys, so while she is young and seemingly timid or tough, she cracks easy, as you just saw with Chibs. Be gentle with her and don't mind her ways." Clay explained and let said one finally set of words to the killer. "Be careful around her. She does however, grow on people easy. Takes to her like a newborn and are hell bent on protecting her. " Happy nodded and walked after the V.P and S.A.A.

Ariel glanced around the Chapel, normally this room was off limits to any female, but there were rare times when she had been in this room. It was never a serious reason as to why she was brought into the meeting room of the Sons. Once Tig entered the clubhouse this was the first place he headed. Not that she needed to be reminded that the upcoming conversation was to be serious, but just being in the Chapel made Ariel a bit uneasy about the upcoming splurge of information she was about give. Tig sat Ariel down in a chair next to the chair everyone knew Clay sat in.

"What happened Midget? Why were you in the hospital with Alana your first day back home?" Tig asks looking at Ariel. Ariel shifted and glanced at the biker she was unfamiliar with but vaguely recalled seeing when she left the hospital.

"How do you know I was at St. Thomas the other day." Ariel asked looking around the room. Taking it in for the first time in five years.

"Happy," Tig motioned to the bald, tall, tattoo biker with the NOMAD patch on his cut. "Mentioned something about seeing you, though we didn't know it was you until just now." Ariel looked at Happy and took him in. He was shorter than Tig, but taller than her by a lot. He shaved his head, his eyes gave a way next to nothing, his face was hard and he appeared to be giving her the same treatment she was giving him. What made him stand out to Ariel, compared to most members she could recall from her childhood was his tattoos. He had them on his arms, and she would guess his chest too just from what little she could spy down his shirt. Ariel sighed.

"Alana needed to see a doctor. We drove for four days to reach Charming. I don't know if Chibs was even aware of this, I doubt it seeing as he was surprised to hear about Ron and Dawn's death, but after they died I was given guardianship of Alana." Shocked looks passed over the three Sons in the room with her. "Yes I was just as shocked as you are. I graduated from high school when I was 15 and have been working and taking care of myself, on my own, since then. I was the only relative that was left so it was nature that they chose me to watch Alana. Seeing as she was not ready to live on her own, not yet anyway. No matter how much money she inherited from their death. Anyway Alana's parents death was no accident." Ariel stopped and looked around at the Sons. After the shock settled Jax spoke up.

"What do you mean it wasn't an accident. And how do you know?"

"Well you two," she was referring to Jax and Tig. "Know how well connected Ron was in the wrong circles." Happy did not know who Ron was, or his connections but he know that he did not like being left in the dark. Happy voiced his confusion at his lack of knowledge.

"Will you enlighten me before you continue," Happy's rough and raspy voice says. Ariel looks at him and nods.

"Uncle Ron, is ex-military and during his tours met some interesting people. In turn he actually set up a few of the business dealings between SAMCRO and the Irish. Thus how I am even alive. My father, Dereck, Ron's brother, had a fling with my mom during a visit and I was the product. Which is actually the only reason I was able to leave with Chibs when I was a baby, the IRA knew that if something happened to me it would mean bad blood between them and SAMCRO. Does that help clarify you enough for me to continue?" Ariel asks looking directly at Happy as she spoke. Happy nodded to her. "Well anyway, Ron got in bad with someone, who I am not sure, he kept that from me. My guess was to keep me safe, like it did any good." Ariel mumbled the last part, catching Tig's attention.

"What do mean like it did any good?" Tig said stepping towards the girl in his chair. A girl he watched grow up and loved like his sister.

"I'll get to that. Just let me tell you what happened." Ariel said looking at Tig. He nods. "Whoever it was, didn't take kindly to being tricked. Just to clarify he did not double cross that SOB," Ariel says looking at all three men to make sure they knew she believed it and not to question it. "Well Alana and I decided Ron and Dawn need some time to themselves, so Alana and I went to a movie then to my apartment, but we didn't make it that far. As soon as the movie was over and we enter the lobby there were a couple police officers looking for us. They told us that Ron and Dawn were dead. Beaten to death, or from their observation, and also shot. For a few weeks Alana stayed with me, waiting to hear what was to happen to her, when the courts realized she was living with someone barely older than herself, they tried to have her taken from me and put into foster care. My uncle's lawyer, now mine, stepped in and showed the court legal documents of my finical state, my living conditions, and a plethora of other documents, showing that it was not a problem. Then he pulled out the will, the courts found nothing wrong with that situation, but at randomly appointed times a Social worker would stop by to check up on the state of the apartment." Ariel pauses.

"Now what brought you across the country to Charming?" Jax asks lighting up a cigarette. Ariel's eyes darken at the few weeks prior to her entering Charming.

"A few weeks ago Alana felt like she was being followed and we started to get weird phone calls at home. At first we thought nothing of it,"

"Until what?" Jax pressed.

"We got pictures in the mail. Of our movements from the time of Ron and Dawn's funeral until the day before we got them. On the back of them it said 'Your Next'. We went to the police but they did nothing about it, apparently whoever these guys are they are well connected. Then about a week ago I was at work and Alana was supposed to stop by after school and hang out while I finished up my shift, but she never showed up. I got worried and went looking for her and found her school bag just outside the school's gates. I began to panic and asked around the school asking had anyone seen her and one of the staff told me that some nice men escorted her into a car. I spent 3 days looking for her. I finally found her, at Ron's old house, we hadn't finished going through the stuff so we could sell it. She was tied to the bed in her old bedroom."Ariel stopped talking and bit her lip, suppressing the tears, and took a few breathes and stared at the floor for a minute before finishing. "After I untied her and she told me they had just left, they had gone looking for me. She wouldn't tell me what happened, I could only guess, and believe me I imagined some horrible shit. Lucky for us, when we received the threatening pictures I told her to pack an emergency bag while I did the same. I left them at the lawyer's house. I knew if shit went down it'd be the one place they'd never look. We grabbed them, threw them into Alana's Jeep and got the hell out of there. Four days later we pulled into St. Thomas and I had Alana seen. Those bastards not only beat her but they," Ariel couldn't finish and she broke down for the first time since her dad died, when she was fifteen. Ariel was pulled into a pair of strong arms. She was startled, looking up through tear filled eyes and covered by her long hair, she looked into the eyes of her brother. This caused her to cry harder and bury her head into his shoulder. Chibs did his best to soothe his sister, without losing his cool.

"We'll inform Clay. Chibs, when Ariel calms down, take her over to the school to get Alana. Have Alana drive straight here, no going to your apartment right now. This is some serious shit. No one hurts family," Tig says keeping his anger in check. "Come on Hap, Jax, let's go tell the boss man." Tig adds, getting the V.P. and Killer's attention. Jax left the room quickly and threw something in the bar. Happy took a minute before he followed. His mind was processing everything he just learned about the young girl in the Scots arms. He would never admit it, aloud or at least not yet, but Clay was right. She grew on him like a parasite. He had only been around her for an hour, tops, while she explained what happened, and he felt this passionate desire to protect her. Happy was not sure what the pull to her was but he knew that if those bastards came looking for Ariel, and as an afterthought, Alana, he would put a bullet into their heads at point blank range.


JJ-Jefferu: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If any of you who read this have read my other version of the story Life isn't so Charming I would like to ask which one you enjoy more. I mean I'm not giving up on that one but I would like to know which is the better one.