AN: As Casey and Derek delve deeper into Alexander's past. Alexander soon finds out the identity of the guy that tried to kill him. Boy does it get messy from there.

Chapter Seven: He's Identified

It was all too obvious that Casey was uncomfortable in the F.O.C clubhouse. Seth and Derek were playing pool a few feet in front of herself, and Wayne was sitting a few feet from her, and it was all too obvious to the old timer what was going through the young teen's head.

"Look, they ain't gonna bite ya." Wayne said. "Chill out will ya?"

"Sorry. I can't." Casey said. Wayne looked at Seth, who shrugged his shoulders. Wayne wanted to speak to Casey further, but decided to leave it at that.

"Kids theses days." Wayne said, getting up from the couch. Seth sat down his pool cue and sat next to Casey. Seth noticed that she was more comfortable when she was sitting next to him.

"Listen, they aren't gonna bite." Seth said with a smile on his face.

"Why are you so comfortable in this place?" Casey asked him.

"It is a second home to me." Seth said. "To me and Alexander, at least."

"The shooting changed Alexander, and not for the better." Casey said.

"Obviously." Seth said. "It was a turn that I knew that he was going to take, not this quickly."

"Seth, be honest with me, what is going to happen?" Casey asked him in a concerned voice.

"Happen? What are you talking about?" Seth asked her, trying to make it clear as to what she was talking about.

"I mean, with them?" Casey said, referring to the club, and Alexander, of course. Seth knew the best answer would be an honest one, and of course, that is what he was going to go with.

"The best thing that I can tell you is to gear up for something wicked." Seth said, garnering a scared look from Casey.

"Hey, you wanted an honest answer, and I gave it to you." Seth said.


There was an uneasy silence between Jack and Alexander. They both knew what this little conversation was about, and they were waiting for one another to make a move. Chances are, it was going to be a stupid one, the way that things were going. Alexander watched as Jack sat at the head of the oakwood table in the meeting room, and to the young teen, it was as if he was looking into his future.

Then, out of nowhere, Jack broke the silence.

"Sorry about losing my head at your house." Jack said.

"You pulled a gun on a cop. That cop happened to be my sister. Also, there were fucking witnesses there!" Alexander said.

"You better than anybody should know that I do not take kindly to anyone dissing the club." Jack said, an attempt to make an excuse for his actions.

"Like all of that matters now." Alexander said, letting out a deep breath.

"Okay then, what do you want me to say?" Jack said in an irritated tone of voice.

"Keep out of goddamn trouble, and when you find the guy that shot me, let me know." Alexander said getting up from the table, and heading for the door. He did not leave, however, and he turned back to Jack, who's eyes never left him.

"I plan on being back for my dad's patch."

"Are you ever gonna sit at the head of the table?" Jack asked him.

Alexander looked back, gave him a look, and exited the club meeting room.

"That would be a yes." Jack smiled, taking a drag of his cigarette.


Alexander walked out to see Seth, Casey, Derek, and Wayne all waiting on him. He motioned for all of them to follow him, signaling that it was time to go.

"You are in one piece. I take it that you chat with Jack went well." Seth said, looking over his brother.

"Yeah. It did." Alexander said, nodding his head. "We better get on home. I can hear Melissa cussing us out from here."

"Speaking of which, do you think that you can drop me off at home before you head on your own way? I don't want any of a pissed off Melissa." Wayne asked.

"You and Seth both are some wimps." Alexander said. "Come on before I change my mind."


About twenty minutes after they left the clubhouse, Alexander and his posse, minus Wayne of course, stopped in front of his home, just in time to see Melissa sitting on the porch waiting on them.

"Okay, this is going to be fun." Seth said in a sarcastic tone.

"Yeah dude, she looks mad pissed." Derek said. "This is where we take our leave. See ya."

"Wait..." Casey tried to say, but she was yanked out of her car, and across the street by Derek. Alexander sighed, and calmly walked towards his home.

"Where have you been?" Melissa asked him as he entered his home.

"I went with Derek, Casey, and Wayne to talk to Jack at the clubhouse." Alexander said, walking up towards his room, but Melissa stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"What? I told you that I do not want you to go and talk to him. Why are you acting like you don't have to listen to me?" Melissa demanded to know, but Alexander roughly snatched his arm away from her, and glared at her.

"I am protecting this family. Something that you could never do, Officer." Alexander said. "Unlike you, I give a shit about the people that I know. I don't hide from the things that made this family what it is and what built it."

Melissa was already angry about Alexander heading out to the clubhouse, and what he said now especially pissed her off. Pissed her off so much that she slapped him, hard. Alexander felt the hit, and just glared at her. He did not say a word, and just marched up to his room, slamming the door loudly.

Seth came into the home to see what happened, just in time to see his older sister run out of the home, with tears in her eyes.

"Just what in the hell is happening to my family?" Seth said to himself.


"Hello?" Alexander asked, picking up his cell phone.

"It's me." Casey said. Alexander raised his eyebrow, not expecting her to call him. He was going to ask how he got this number, but he saw that it was Derek's number.

"What's up, or more importantly, why are you calling me?" Alexander asked.

"I was worried about you." Casey said. Alexander flinched when he heard that. What? Why? Alexander wondered. He was fine, all things considering, but he did not want Casey to know that. He did not want to drag her into somethings that she did not need to know about.

"I am fine, Casey. I just have a lot of things to think about." Alexander said. "Thanks for the concern though."

"No problem. Goodnight." Casey said, hanging up.

"Goodnight." Alexander said as well, hanging up the phone. He went to sleep with a smile on his face.


It was the next day, and Alexander was well enough to be by himself. He sat in his living room, watching tv, and then he heard a knock at the door. Alexander slid off the couch to see who it was, and saw Jack, along with Gregg, Lance, and their friend Phil. They were here for something, and that could be anything.

Alexander allowed them in, and sat on the couch as they told him something that he wanted to hear, but Jack knew that this was some good news that he needed to hear.

"We found him. We found the guy that shot you." Jack said.


AN: The final chapter is next. Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for more!