My Note: I tried getting this up before the premiere tonight, but I got caught up in the Live Chat with the SOA cast on FXnetwork online! I gotta s/o a thanks for the love you're giving my story- it means so much, keeps me writing! Hope you enjoy! Please Review. I do not own SOA.

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Tig was a man of his word, he'd shown up right on time to pick Esmeralda up in the tow truck. They stopped at a dinner and grabbed some breakfast for the two of them and they ate it on the way to his place. When he walked inside he dropped her army bag he insisted on carrying on to the couch. "This is my palace." He announced holding his arms out wide.

Ezzy walked in hesitantly behind him. She wasn't expecting this…'palace'. The living room they walked into consisted of 2 sofas, a coffee table and a small pitiful recliner all of which took up 80% of the room. There was a nice, and obviously out of place, plazma on some stocked up crates that made the room look even more confused about itself. "It's nice." She commented falsely with a smile.

He nodded in pride without looking at her but around the room praising his own new found capability to clean. "Let me show you the rest of the place." He said. He Tig led her to the kitchen, "This is where food is supposed to be made. I don't use it much obviously, but the fridge." He opened it up to show her. "This shelf here," he pointed to the entire middle section, "is all for my beer. Don't even think about touchin em', I'll light you on fire."

"Copy that." She said giving him a lazy salute and following him loyally back to the front room.

He led her down the hallway. On the left was the bathroom, which was small but had a toilet and shower that she was thankful for. Across from it was the only bedroom. Tig said, "This is where the magic is made." He walked in and picked up a few shirts he had missed earlier, tossing them into the laundry basket in the corner of the bathroom.

"Oh, I bet." She said nodding, not looking around it much. She didn't feel like she needed the exclusive tour of his bedroom when she doesn't plan on ever being in it. "So I can pick from either sofa?" she asked looking back down the hallway towards her two choices. Neither were obviously made to be slept on everynight, but they'd do.

"What are you talking about? You're gonna be sleeping in here." He said gesturing to the bed nonchalantly.

"In your dreams!" Ezzy exclaimed going on the defense. "I don't know what sick idea you got in the twisted head of yours, but there is no way I'm sleeping with you-"

"Will you shut the hell up!" Tig shouted, finally realizing why she getting rowdy all of the sudden. "I don't wanna sleep with you!"

Ezzy realizing her assumption could be mistaken quickly descended from her arousal, "Then what do you think is going to happen?"

Tig a little furious now spat, "I'm staying at the clubhouse while you stay here! I'm not here that much anyways."

To stubborn to acknowledge that she was wrong, she just crossed her arms and turned away from him. "I'm not planning on being here that long, and I don't want to put you out."

"You're not putting me out, god dammit are all you fucking women the same?! I just said I'm not here that much anyways."

"You could just be saying that because you don't want me to feel bad." She said looking down at her feet.

In that moment all of Tig's anger left him. She looked just like his little girls did when they were little and were in trouble. He remembered why he was being so nice to her. "Your mom is really important to me. And I'd do anything for her, which means helping you." He looked away, not use to being this personal, at least not to a woman or to one that's not Cass. He was use to crow eaters and hookers. Not little girls.

Getting that she wasn't going to be making much progress she said, "Thanks," and carefully stepped into the room to check it out.

"Yeah, well I gotta get to the clubhouse, got shit to do. I'll be by later to see how you're doing." He pulled a wad of money out of his pocket, pulled some bills free and threw them on the coffee table as he made his way to the door with her not far behind him. "Get what you need, there's a market a few blocks that way," he pointed to the right and walked out the door without looking back.

Ezzy watched the door shut behind Tig and inhaled deeply. She took in the place around her and picked up the money. "Holy shit," she said to herself. $300 she was holding. She looked around the room like someone was watching her, then she stuffed the money in her pocket looked in the cabinets for cleaning supplies and the bathroom for essentials and took off down the street.

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When Tig returned to the garage he was confronted by Clay. "What's up with the pussy from last night? You kick it to the curb or we got something else to clean up?" his President asked him.

Tig shook his head. "You assholes are just not gonna let that go are ya?"

"Well?" he asked, lighting a cigarette.

"Look, she's uh- she's Cassandra's daughter?" Tig said unable to look him in the face.

It took Clay a few seconds, "Lenny's Cassandra?" Tig nodded. "He never said she had a daughter."

"Lenny doesn't know." He looked at the older man

"But you know?" his curious eyes covered by his dark sunglasses.

"I just found out yesterday. She's here looking for her mom. Guess Cass split, now she's MIA."

"The girl leave then?" Tig didn't answer. When Clay didn't get a response from Tig, he right away figured he did something stupid, "Where she at, Tiggy?"

"She's at my place," Tig said looking everywhere else but at him.

"What are you thinking? We got a load of shit on our door step, and you're making it twice as heavy keeping her here. You know what Gem's gonna do, how she's gonna take it when she finds out about her?"

Tig just shook his head, "She was trying to leave, but I couldn't let her. She had nowhere else to go, Clay."

Something clicked for Clay just then, "How old is she?"

Tig looked at him then with his serious cold eyes, "She's not mine. The girl is 21. I was locked up before Cass left- kid ain't mine."

"Good, last thing we need is you caught in the middle of 'who's my daddy?' bullshit." Clay said rubbing his nose. "Well, you're telling Gemma." And he walked away.

Tig jerked his head in Clays direction and shouted after him, "I thought you could tell her!"

Clay shouted back over his shoulder, "You're keeping the kid, she's your responsibility."

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It took Tig the whole day of thinking how he was going to bring up the situation to Gemma. The club had other shit to deal with so he had to tell her soon cause telling her later might cause a shit ton more of problems for them all. He was already making her apart of his life, which meant now she was apart of the Club's life. He didn't want to make the transition any harder than it already had to be. But he knew Gemma was going to be hurt that Cass never told her about Ezzy. Gemma practically help raise Cass, was always there for her, especially after her mom died. To find out Cass had a kid, a daughter no less, and kept her secret from them all- it was going to drive Gemma through the roof. But then again he could just be overreacting. Cass told Gem everything, except for where she's been her most of her life. But there was a possibility that Gemma could already know about Esmeralda and would bust his balls if she finds out he waited this long to tell the kid was here.

'Alright I'm going for it' Tig thought as he immediately tossed the wrench he was working with down in the open tool draw and walked into the office with a determined expression. He pushed the door open with force that it startled Gemma, "What the hell Trager!" She exclaimed with a hand over her heart. "You know I already got heart problems. What do you want?"

"Sorry Gem. But there's something I gotta tell you." He shut the door. "Did you know Cassandra had a daughter?"

Gemma's eyes went wide. She sure as hell wasn't expecting that question. "Cass- a daughter? Impossible." She shook her head feverously. "She would have told me."

Tig looked apologetic. "It's true Gem. Her name is Esmeralda. She's at my place, over on 9th street."

Gemma put the papers down she was holding and quickly took off her glasses and tossed them on the table. "She the woman from yesterday?"

"Yeah. She came here looking for Cass, she split a couple years ago on her. She's been trying to look for her, but no such luck."

"Well of course not! Cassandra hasn't been here for over 20 years! I haven't talked to her in over 5 or 6." She leaned back in her chair, one hand on her neck, a look of disbelief covered her face. The other hand she used her hold herself up on the arm of the chair, "How old is the girl?"

"21." Gemma looked quickly at him, knowing what she was about to ask he cut her off, "She ain't mine Gem. I went to jail before she left. Timing ain't right." He looked away from her out the window.

"I wanna meet her." She stood and grabbed her purse.

He looked back to her and stepped in her way. "I don't think that's a good idea. At least not now."

"Why not?" she said not budging.

"Because she's got a lot of information thrown at her already. She should take it all in before we go bombarding her with anything more."

Gemma eyed him for a good minute before she put her purse down and hands on her hips. "Fine." She surrendered too easily.

"Thanks Gem. Look- I'm going to go take care of some stuff for the club, when I get back I'll explain more, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

"Good, now behave!" he teased as he walked back out the office towards his bike. Clay asked him and a few of the other guys to go take care of something right before he made his way to the office. He told himself he would get this job done, come back to explain more to Gemma then go see how the girl was holding up.

Gemma watched through the blinds as Tig and few other members rode out the gates. When she could no longer hear the rumbling of the bikes, she picked up her purse and headed to her car. "Behave, my ass!" she mumbled.

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Gemma pulled up to Tig's duplex and cursed the 20 steps that it took to walk up in her heels to get to his door. She knocked loudly, not on purpose but out of anxiety. She couldn't believe Cass had a fucking daughter and didn't think it was important for Gemma to know! How in the hell did she raise a daughter without Gemma knowing? Who helped her?

Ezzy was just finishing cleaning the bathroom when she heard banging at the door. 'If this is the police, I'm gonna kick Tig's ass' she thought. She opened the door to find an older woman with highlighted hair and an awesome wardrobe. "May I help you?" she said.

"My name is Gemma." She was in shock. This girl looked just like Cass, but with fuller lips, a little more petite than her mother. "I knew your mother. We were close."

"My mother?" Ezzy was dumbfounded. Had Tig told the whole town she was here. Gemma nodded. "It's nice to meet you, I guess." She didn't really know what to say. She ran a hand through her hair and stepped back and to the side. "You wanna come in?" She doubted Tig would mind- this woman looks like she runs with his kind of people.

"Thought you'd never ask." Gemma said cooly, taking off her shades and walking in past her. She took in the sight of the living room. She's only been here a few times, but each time it looked pretty much the same: clothes thrown everywhere, panties randomly hanging from something, beer bottles and cigarette butts strewn about. "Place looks nice, I'm guessing Tig had nothing to do with that."

"Actually, it wasn't so bad when I got here earlier. I just straightened up a bit, sprayed disinfectant everywhere." She laughed uncertainly. The place wasn't bad at all when she got here, there wasn't much for her to do- which is why didn't take her that long to clean everything.

"Surprise, surprise." Gemma sat on the arm of the couch looking over the girl in front of her. "You look so much like her." She said, barely loud enough for Ezzy to take in. "Your name's Esmeralda?"

"Ezzy for short." She nodded.

"I like it."

"Thanks." They stayed in silence for a few minutes. Gemma looking her over, thinking about over 20 years ago when she had Cassandra here with her. Now she had her daughter. Ezzy just didn't know what to say. She didn't know Gemma, but she could tell she was a boss. Or at least someone you didn't turn away, talk shit to, or piss off. Damn Tig for not warning her. "Can I get you anything, water?"

"Naw I'm fine." She put her purse on the coffee table. "You don't know where your mother is?"

"No," but Gemma crossed her arm and gave her a look that commanded her to continue, "she took off a few years back. I've been looking for her for a while now, but no luck. This was the last place I had."

"Must really have been your last resort then, huh sugar? Considering your mom hasn't been in Charming since before you were born."

Ezzy looked at her confused, "She was here 8 months ago. That's what Tig told me." Gemma's eyes went wide. 'Uh-oh' Ezzy thought. She cursed herself after she cursed Tig. Was it a secret?

"Cass was here? In Charming?" she asked standing back up.

Nervous, taking a step back, "Yeah. Tig told me she was here for, like a minute, but took off again." She tried to play it off.

Gemma uncrossed her arms, stood and started pacing. How could that girl be in Charming and not come to see her. "That fucking bitch!" Gemma accidently said out loud. She looked as Ezzy apologetically. She figured the girl would be offended when she called her mom a bitch. Ezzy just shrugged and made a 'It happens' face. "Not on good terms with your mom?"

"We did leave on bad terms, but I didn't think it was so bad that she didn't want to ever see me again."

"What do you mean, what happened?" Gemma said sitting back down stepping into her mother bear mode.

"It's kind of a long story," she bit her lip. Then to get back at Tig, "Want a beer?" Gemma nodded. Ezzy told her everything, at least all of which she told Tig. When Gemma asked her why she left Colorado finally, she danced around it. Gemma caught the dance, but allowed it since the girl had every right to have her own secrets, devil knows she did. When she returned and handed Gemma her beer, she grabbed her phone and checked the time, "Excuse me for a minute?" she asked and stepped into the hallway, dug in her bag and grabbed a handful of pills. She looked at the beer she still had in her hand for herself, shrugged and threw the pills in her mouth that was soon followed by a big gulp of something she wasn't supposed to be taking with these exact pills.

When she returned Gemma said, "Well, Cassandra seems to have turned out to be a real cunt then."

"We all have our bad days." Ezzy couldn't help but agree.

"Yeah, tell me about it." Gemma said leaning back on the sofa.

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Tig had just gotten back to the garage with a few of the guys. He jumped off his bike and went straight to the office but Gemma wasn't there. "Fuck!" he slapped the door as he pushed himself away from it and ran towards his bike. He knew exactly where she was.

"What's up?!" Clay shouted. Watching as Tig ran to his bike and hopped back on.

"Ask your woman!" Tig shouted back before starting it and driving off.

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Gemma and Ezzy were on their 2nd beers talking about Tig and Cassandra now. Gemma filled her in on their past together. Apparently Tig was soon to be married with a toddler girl and one on the way when he first met Cassandra. His woman preferred to keep her little family away from SAMCRO so Tig pretty much had free reign. She was younger than then him, but nobody really took notice, except for Lenny. But Lenny was so involved into the club that they were able to get by without his constant interference. Gemma couldn't say anything about their relationship if she wanted to. Both of her husbands were exceptionally older than her. It was when Cassandra left that TIg finally married his daughters' mother, but they divorced not long after.

Ezzy asked about why her mom left, she wanted to know if there was more than what Tig had to say. Did it have to do with him? Gemma explained that her departure was sudden, but not necessarily unexpected. "Your mom, she had this light." She explained. "She needed to let it shine." She laughed at herself. "We always knew she was meant to be in some big city or somewhere on the road. This small town wasn't enough for her. It was just a matter of time after her mom died."

Gemma also told Ezzy about her grandmother, Cass's mom, Lorraine. She told her the little of what she knew about her father, Howard, and Lenny. "You think you wanna go see him?" Gemma asked.

Ezzy looked away, "Don't know yet."

"You got time."

Ezzy didn't respond. She didn't want to give any impression of her intentions on staying in Charming. They heard someone running up the stairs to the front door. They both looked up towards it and in came running Tig, "Ezzy! You ok-" he took one look at the girls sitting there on the sofa, they looked relaxed and comfortable, and like they've just been talking. He started to smile at his own overreaction. Then he noticed it.

"Are You Drinking My BEER?!"

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My Note: Life rule #312: Never get between a man and his beer! Wow, this 1st episode of SOA is intense as HELL! I'm proofing this chapter during commercials, was hoping to get it up sooner, but I hope you lovelies have a good night! Thanks for reading, Imagine.