Finally another chapter...Sorry it has taken so long but as I said on my other story...life got in the way. Apologies from the bottom of my heart for that. To everyone that reviewed or added the story to your faves or alerts...Thank you so much.

I'm not sure yet who I want Randi to end up with...I was thinking Jax but kinda second guessing myself now. I've made tweaks to this chapter so I can always change my mind...Therefore...

I'm going to take all of you guys opinions and preferences into consideration before I choose who I want my OC to end up with...So if you'd like to see her with someone other than Jax let me know. Review, message whatever. Jax, Juice, Chibs, Kozik, Happy? Not Tig...I don't think I could ever do him justice lol.

Hope you enjoy the chapter and as usual...I only own my OC... *sigh*

Chapter 3

"I can't escape this hell

So many times Ive tried

But I'm still caged inside

Somebody get me through this nightmare

I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?

No one will ever change this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me

Somebody help me tame this animal

(This animal, this animal)"

Animal I Have Become – Three Days Grace

"What the fuck kinda soup sandwich is this Corporal?" Randi asked, digging her foot into her brother's side carefully.

She had woken up about an hour previous, famished. A quick shower and she was ready to go but by the looks of her brother and most of the club for that matter, it was way too early. Most of the guys were spread out all over, half naked women covering them. Her brother was lying with his head on the stomach of the brunette from last night, him shirtless and her not wearing anything on the bottom. Randi shook her head and pulled out her phone and took an up close picture of Kip.

"The drool alone is prime blackmail material," she muttered to herself. She grinned when he looked up at her with bleary eyes.

"I'm not a soup sandwich."

"Oh no. You my dear one balled bro and this little situation you are in is a complete and total soup sandwich," she said, smirking down at him. "Now get your ass up. We are going for breakfast and you are gonna show me around this podunk town you want me to move to."

Kip sighed loudly then staggered to his feet. "I hate you."

"No, you don't. You fucking adore me. Now get your ass moving," she replied, pulling on a pair of sunglasses and heading out the door to wait. She strolled to her car and unlocked it and started moving her military gear to the backseat. She turned when she heard the clubhouse door open.

"Damn that was quick," she said, before facing the person. She grinned at Jax. "Sorry, thought you were Kip."

Jax yawned and nodded. "No biggie. I ran into him in the hall. He said he was hurrying."

"He better be," Randi said, the smile on her face belying her tone. She pulled out her pack of cigarettes and walked over to Jax, offering him one. Randi lit her cigarette before holding the lighter up to Jax's. She met his gaze as she lit the cigarette before her eyes scanned over the shirtless torso in front of her. Her eyes drifted down to the baggy jeans and boxers peeking out before looking over when the clubhouse door opened back up. She raised an eyebrow at Kip. He was still looking pretty horrible in her book.

"Dude, you look like you've been rode hard and put up wet," Randi smirked.

Kip just held up his middle finger and squinted at her.

"There's a pair of Oakley's hanging on the rear view mirror," she said, motioning to her car.

Kip nodded. "I can't find mine," he finally croaked out.

"You prolly lost em when you were face down in that last night," she responded, raising an eyebrow at him. "I remember when you were little you used to fall asleep with your face in whatever you were eating at the time too," she mused. "You're gonna end up suffocating one day."

Jax started laughing then choked on the smoke he had just inhaled. He shook his head when he recovered from his coughing fit.

"You aren't right," he said, smirking.

"They broke the mold when they made me, hon," she said and took one last drag from her cigarette before putting it out and walking to her car where Kip was waiting for her.

"I can see that," Jax said, watching the blonde slide into her car and fire it up before tearing out of the parking lot.

Randi cut into her pancake and took a bite, closing her eyes in elation at the taste of the boysenberry syrup.

"Jesus, this is what I've been missing," she mumbled.

Kip took a sip of his coffee and grinned at the look on his sister's face.

"You gonna have an orgasm over there?" he asked.

Randi snorted. " I love pancakes but they aren't that damn good."

Kip grinned before starting to scarf down his food. Randi shook her head, laughing. He was still such a kid at times. She had missed him so much, especially lately. She blew out a quick breath and smiled when she felt a hand squeeze her own. She looked up at Kip who was looking at her worriedly.

"You okay, sis?"

Randi nodded her head. " I am. It's just been a rough one Kip."

Kip sighed and looked at her sympathetically. "It'll get better soon. You'll be home for good and we can be a family again."

Randi nodded and grinned at him. "I've just gotta get outta this funk and I'll be okay."

"I can take care of that. We'll party it up tonight. Get your mind off of everything."

Randi nodded. "Sounds like a plan lil bro."

They finished eating in silence and Randi threw some cash on the table.

"What you got going on today?" Randi asked as they exited the diner.

"Just got club stuff going on. Nothing important though."

Randi nodded as she lit her cigarette. "Think I'm gonna head over to Valley. Visit him."

Kip eyed his sister. "You driving to Santa Nella?"

"Yeah, it's only a hour and a half drive. I'll be fine."

"Want me to come with you?"

"No. I'll be fine by myself," she responded, smiling at him. "Come on, I'll drop you off at the garage."

Randi sighed as she strolled through the white markers. She didn't think she would ever be back here. Avoiding the hard stuff had always worked better for her. She came to a stop in front of a white headstone that looked like all the rest. She dropped down and sat cross legged in front of it. Her hand tentatively reached up and touched it.

"Hey you," she said. "I know it's been so long since I've been here. I've been putting it off for so long but I think its finally time."

She sighed. "So much has changed. I think I've finally done enough and accomplished as much as I can. I don't know if I was doing it for you or for me. But it's time now. I'm ready to start a new chapter finally. And that means finally moving on."

"I hope you've been proud of me. I miss you so much."

She leaned against the headstone and lit a cigarette. As much as she would love to be able to shed one more tear for what she had lost, she had cried herself out long ago. She had finally became hardened to what life threw at her. Now she was full of quick wit, a hard temper, and a cold heart. As her section leader described her she was sarcasm with a gun. She looked up at the bright sky and let herself drift off, remembering the better times.

Jax stared at the prospect who had just looked at his watch for what was probably the fiftieth time in the past ten minutes. He raised his eyebrow when the prospect met his gaze.

"What's your prospect's problem, bro?" he asked Chibs.

Chibs looked at Half Sack. "Wot's the deal prospect?"

Half Sack looked at them with a deer in the headlights look as if he was up to no good. "Nothing."

Chibs and Jax both stared at him.

"It's just my sister. I figured she would be back hours ago and she still hasn't made it," he blurted out.

"Well, where did she go?"

"Santa Nella."

"That's not a long drive. What the hell is she doing there?"

"Visiting a friend."

"Well, why don't you call her?"

Half Sack flushed. "I don't know her cell phone number."

Chibs rolled his eyes. "Ya' migh' wanna get that idjit."

Jax nodded towards the door. "There's your girl now."

They all looked towards the clubhouse door where Randi had just walked in. Randi looked around and spotting her brother made a beeline towards him. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'm back," she said with a big grin.

"Thank God," Jax muttered. "Your brother got his panties all in a twist cause you weren't back six hours ago."

Randi grinned and pinched Kip's cheek lightly. "Awww. Were you worried bout me?"

Kip blushed. "No. Well, maybe a little," he said, handing his sister a beer.

Randi held the cold beer to her forehead before putting it to her lips and taking a long pull from it. Both Jax and Chibs stared as she downed the beer, watching her throat muscles move in complete and total fascination.

"Thirsty?" Jax asked.

"God yes. I didn't wanna stop on the way back so I was just suffering, dreaming of the beer I was gonna get when I got here," she responded, grinning.

Randi looked around the clubhouse at the different girls grinding on some of the guys. The alcohol and weed were both flowing pretty steadily.

"Thought I was gonna miss all the fun. Apparently not," she said, motioning with her head to the little groups everywhere.

"Naah darlin. It'll last all night," Jax said, smirking.

Randi winked at Jax and Chibs. "I like it when it lasts all night," she teased back.

Chibs clutched his chest. "Oh a woman after mine own heart. You dirty, nasty girl," he said, grinning.

"You have no idea," Randi giggled, sticking her tongue out at him.

Kip sighed. "I think I'm gonna be sick."

Randi laughed at her brother. "Hey bro guess what?"

Kip looked at his sister with a hint of trepidation. "What?"

"As your older sister, I think it's time you know that I have sex."

Kip slapped his hand over Randi's mouth gently. "Jesus Christ shut up. I don't need to hear that."

Randi grinned from behind Kip's hand, causing both Jax and Chibs to bust out into laughter.

"You done?" Kip asked.

Randi nodded and wiped her mouth once Kip removed his hand. "Yuck, I hope you washed your hands after where they were last night."

Kip smirked. "Wish in one hand."

Randi rolled her eyes and punched him lightly in the shoulder. "Nasty fuck." Randi looked around once again. "So what's the party for tonight?" she asked, noticing there seemed to be a lot more people packed in the clubhouse and out than the previous night.

"Got some guys from another chapter coming down. You'll like em," Jax said. "Good group of guys."

Randi nodded and bounced up and down on her toes. "Hey Kippers, I'm gonna go take a quick shower and change."

"Nothing too slutty Di," Kip said.

Randi rolled her eyes. "Oh shove it Kippers," she said, shoving him lightly before walking towards the back.

"Hey we approve of something slutty," Jax called after her, smirking.

Randi turned and grinned, walking backwards. "Figures you two would approve of sluttiness."

"Aye. We do. And since your lil bro is just a prospect, his opinion don't count anyway," Chibs threw in.

"I'll keep that in mind," Randi grinned, disappearing around the corner.

Randi scanned the crowd of people milling around outside. She had looked everywhere for her brother and all she had found so far was grabby hands. She grinned when she finally spotted him and started to make her way over to where he and Juice were standing together.

"Jesus fucking Christ, it's packed."

Juice and Kip looked over as she joined them. "Yeah it's crazy," Juice said.

Kip looked his sister over and groaned. "Didn't I say no slutty clothes?"

Randi held her hands out and looked down at what she was wearing. She had paired a tiny, silky, blue tank top with a tight pair of holy, low slung jeans that showed off her pierced belly button and her hip bones. She had curled her hair and put light makeup on and all in all, she was thinking she cleaned up pretty well. "How the hell is this slutty compared to what all these girls are wearing?"

Juice grinned and looked her over. "I don't think it's slutty enough."

Randi grinned at Juice, before sticking her tongue out at Kip. "See?"

Kip sighed. "God help me."

"There's no helping you bro," Juice answered, grinning. He grabbed a beer out of one of the ice filled oil drums. "Beer?" he asked, holding the beer out to Randi.

"Abso-fucking-lutely," she said, taking the beer and smiling back at Juice. She popped the top off and took a swallow, studying Juice over the bottle.

Kip shook his head, perfectly able to read his sister's mind as she stared down SAMCRO's intelligence officer.

"I love this song!" Randi exclaimed, finally hearing what was playing.

"From the north to the south, this state's all about silicon lips and all the fake tits!
California girls; best in the world, best in the back seat; so lets get fuckin' nasty!" she sang along with Hollywood Undead.

"Wait a second! You know Undead?" Juice asked.

"Oh hell yea. Swan Songs is one of my favorite albums."

"Ok riddle me this...So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head.
You're now a slave until the end of time here. Nothing stops the madness,
turning, haunting, yearning. Pull the trigger. What's the name and who sings it?"

Randi looked at Juice incredulously. "Are you serious? Avenged Sevenfold. Nightmare. Duh."

"Marry me."

Randi laughed loudly, drawing Jax's and some of the other guys attention.

"Whoa, whose the hottie with Juice and the prospect?" the muscular blonde asked Jax.

"That would be the prospect's sister Randi. She's home on leave from Afghanistan," Jax responded, eyeing Kozik and taking a pull from his beer.

"Nice," he grinned, his eyes scanning the blonde woman.

"You ain't got a chance in hell," Tig threw in.

Kozik glared at the curly headed man. "Like you do?"

Jax rolled his eyes. "Neither of you assholes have got a chance."

"I can only marry you if you can tell me who sings: you give me head, it makes it worse. Take out your fuckin' retainer, put it in your purse," Randi said, grinning at Juice. "And as a bonus round for consummation of the marriage: I made the change from a common thief to up close and personal with Robin Leach and I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day."

"Too Drunk to Fuck by the Dead Kennedys and Juicy by Notorious B.I.G. Come on. I thought this was gonna be a challenge!"

"Ha! That's just round one sweetheart," Randi responded, winking at Juice. "It'll get a lot harder as it goes on."

Juice grinned at her. "Oh, you have know idea how hard it will get."

Randi threw her head back, laughing. This guy was great. Flirty but didn't think he was God's gift to women like some of the fellas around here. Plus any man who could name Dead Kennedys and Notorious B.I.G in one swoop was someone she wanted to get to know. He just needed to learn how to drink.

She smirked at him. "Want a shot?"

Juice groaned. "Not tequila."

"Jack only."

"I can do that," Juice said.

Randi grinned at her brother. "Kippers, I'll be back. Gonna go do some shots with Juicey here," she said, bumping Juice's hip with hers.

Kip nodded, already focusing on the brunette from the night before that was in the midst of giving him come hither eyes.

Randi grinned at Juice as he grabbed a bottle of Jack from the bar. "You think we are gonna drink that much?"

Juice raised an eyebrow. "Did you see how much you alone drank last night?"

Randi giggled. "You've gotta point there."

She drummed on the bar top. "Come on then. I've got the shot glasses," she said, grabbing two. "Get over here and let's do a shot."

Juice came around the bar and grinned at her before filling the shot glasses to the brim. They clinked them together in a silent toast before downing them. Randi winced as the liquor burned a path down her throat.

"Woo!" she exclaimed. Juice laughed at her before handing her the bottle. "I'm gonna hit the can. You take that and I'll meet you back out there."

Randi nodded before walking back outside. She lit up a cigarette before maneuvering back through the small groups of people. She stood on her tiptoes, not seeing her brother anywhere.

"Need a boost to see?" a voice whispered in her ear.

Randi spun around to see Jax standing behind her with Chibs, another blonde, and a quiet, menacing looking man with a shaved head.

"Naah. I'm good," she said. "Just was seeing if I could spot Kip. He's probably wandered off with some ass," she continued, waving her hand dismissively.

"Surprised ya haven'a run off with some ass as well," Chibs said, grinning at her.

Randi shrugged and laughed. "Haven't got that far yet. The night is still early."

"So Jax here was telling us you are on leave from the military. Air Force?" the blonde asked.

Randi raised an eyebrow. "Army."

The blonde looked her over with a new appreciation before holding his hand out. "Kozik."

"Randi," she answered, shaking his hand and then looking at the other man who was looking around at the scantily clad women all around them.

"That's Happy," Jax threw in.

Randi nodded at him, getting the he wasn't a handshaking guy kind of vibe.

"So, what do you do in the Army?" Kozik asked.

"Medic," Randi answered, looking around the crowd. She was beginning to feel the glares of some of the women in the crowd.

"How long you been in?" he asked.

"Ten long years," Randi mused before pouring herself another shot.

"You don't look nearly old enough to have been in for ten years," Jax interjected.

"I joined when I was 17."

"How many times you been overseas?" Happy finally joined in the conversation.

"I'm on my fourth deployment."

Kozik let out a low whistle. "Damn."

Randi shrugged. "I'm used to it now. It's more weird being in the states than it is overseas."

Randi continued conversing with the guys, answering all of their questions about the military and deployments, all the while aware of the killing looks she was getting from many of the women. Apparently, the local girls thought she was competition, she thought to herself. She went to pour herself another shot when someone jostled her from behind, causing the liquor to pour all over her hand and on the ground.

"Whoa! Watch where you're going," she said, smiling at the brunette that had bumped into her.

"Or what?" the brunette threw back with her hands on her hips. A couple of the local girls were gathered behind her.

Randi snorted and raised an eyebrow. This had to be a joke, she thought to herself.

"Or you are gonna end up wearing Jack as well," she responded ruefully.

"What are you gonna throw it on me?" the girl snipped back.

Randi shot Jax an incredulous look. "Is this chick seriously getting pissed?" she asked.

Jax shrugged, grinning slightly.

Randi turned back to the girl. "Look honey, I'm not trying to start shit with you."

"You've already started it, coming around here flashing your pussy."

Randi looked down at her crotch with a quizzical expression. "My pussy is definitely covered up so I think you are a little confused. Or drunk. Or stupid," she continued, shrugging her shoulders. "I'd love to stand here and argue with you, but I just don't have the time or the inclination to deal with a stupid cunt who no matter what I say is going to get offended because you think I'm trying to jump on the dick you've claimed as your own."

Randi started to turn back to face Jax when a hand shot out and grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her towards the ground. She yelped as she lost her balance and landed hard on the pavement. Before she could scramble back to her feet the brunette had a hand intertwined in her hair and was using her nails to try to scratch Randi's eyes out. Randi balled her fist up and let it fly upwards, punching her directly in the nose. The girls hands flew to her nose and that was all the advantage Randi needed. She reached up and grabbed the girl's neck and pushed back using the girl's own body as leverage to push her off of her. Before the girl could blink Randi was straddling her and unlike the girl, Randi used her fists instead of nails. Her fists were flying and she had lost count of how many times they had connected with the girl's face before someone was grabbing her around the waist and pulling her off the battered brunette. She started to turn and try to swing on the person holding her, her rage not making the distinction between the girl laying on the ground and someone trying to save her from an assault charge.

"Get her in her room so she can calm down," she heard Clay say to the person holding her.

They pushed her forward across the parking lot and into the clubhouse. She started to turn again but the person holding her just pushed her forward, marching her into the back and into the dorm room she was staying in.

"Stop pushing me," she said, whirling around and glaring at the man who had all but drug her into the room.

So lemme know what ya think...and who do you think Randi should end up with?