Authors Notes: Chapter three has been revised and edited to make it more believable, regarding Addison's trip from Fairbanks to Charming. Also, in response to the comment that it seems like they aren't prepared for the trip from California to Alaska, it was never mentioned that it was going to be a quick day trip. In chapter four it stated that 'Piney and Bobby had been running around to get everything ready for the trip and calling all the other charters...' So yes they had everything planed out. Along with that, it is a known fact that they have charters in Canada and Alaska so crossing the border shouldn't be that much of a problem. (.org/wiki/Sons_of_Anarchy_Motorcycle_Club) is the link that we are using for facts about the show.

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Born to Die

Chapter Seven

Written By: DanniMitchell85 and Kaylalong

He must have heard wrong. Happy continued to stare at the petite woman in front of him, still sitting at the table. Unsure of what to make of what he had just heard, he moved forward.

"What?" He growled.

"It was not revenge. It was not a deal gone bad." Addison said, turning around to face him full on. "I've lived on the road with him my whole life. I know what he does for a living. I know what he does for the club. I would understand if it had been because of that, but it wasn't." She didn't know what it was about this man, but everything in her told her to just tell him the truth. It had been the same with her father. She had never been able to lie to him.

Happy continued to just stare at her until he heard the clubhouse door open and looked up to see Half-Sack and Juice coming back out. Pointing to the door, he ordered, "Get Clay, now." His tone left little room for debate. Once they had both gone back inside, he was able to focus back on Quinn's daughter.

I heard a gunshot," she said looking back down at her hands. "I had gotten away, just like he told me to, but then I heard a gunshot." Looking back up to see that he had closed the distance and was now right in front of her, she could feel his eyes boring into hers through his dark shades. His jaw was clenched, telling her that he was fighting hard to control his anger.

She could hear the door open and the sound of several pairs of boots stomped their way over, but she couldn't bring herself to look up. She knew that they would be upset and disappointed when they found out that she had been holding out on them.

"I couldn't just leave, not without seeing if I could help him." she continued to say. "It was dark. I hid the bike off the road, behind some trees. I walked back through the woods back to the house. I tried to stay out of sight."

"Addison, what are you talking about?" Clay asked, as he and the others made their way over. Looking to Happy, he asked. "What is she talking about?"

Without taking his eyes off Addison, Happy replied simply, "she went back."

Before she knew what she was doing, she had gotten up and was facing the tall, lean biker, with the shaved head. "What kind of daughter would I be if I left without trying to do something?" she said, head held high. She wouldn't apologize for trying to save her father.

Clay moved forward and took Addison by the shoulders, turning her away from Happy. "What did you see Addison?" he asked.

"They…" she remembered back to what happened. "They had strung him up on the oak tree, out by the side of our house. I couldn't see any of their faces. I only saw my dad hanging from the tree. They shot him in the leg, to keep him from kicking out. They were about to cut into him with this huge knife when…" she stopped, trying to gain control of her breathing.

"When what, darling?" Jax urged her on. He could tell from the look in her eyes that it was hard for her to relive the ordeal. But the club needed to know what they were up against.

"I screamed." She gasped. "They must have heard me, because they stopped. I knew at that point that there was nothing I could do, so I turned around and ran back to the bike. I jumped on and rode off as fast I could. After a few minutes I looked behind me and didn't see anyone following me." Her breathing was getting more and more frantic.

"It's okay Addison. You're safe now." She heard Sack say in a gentle, slightly concerned voice.

She looked over at him. "NO!" she shouted. "No one is safe! No place is safe! I heard him…" she fought hard to control her voice. "I heard one of them say that his favorite sport was hunting. That he got to decide to kill or not to kill." Addison's breathing had stabled a little, but her voice was still shaky. "He said he got bored. He wanted to 'spice things up.' He's been following the club, tracking us." She finished and looked out into the parking lot. She couldn't look at any of them right now.

"Christ," Clay said, standing up and wiping his hands over his face. "Why are you just telling us this now?" he asked, the anger seeping into his voice.

Stepping forward, Gemma stood in front of her husband, arms on his chest, trying to placate him. "Don't be mad at her," she said in a soft, but firm voice. "She's been through hell, or have you forgotten that?" Crossing her arms, Gemma held his gaze.

Addison started to feel dizzy. Everything hit her at once. She had seen her father beaten. Had seen men kill him for sport. The combination of the long ride to Charming, lack of rest, and not eating were taking its toll. She stepped back from the group of men. The guilt of not being able to do anything to help her father, then lying to Clay, just because she didn't want to deal with it, felt like an anvil crushing down on her. She could hear her heart thumping in her ears. She had lied to the one person her father told her to trust, because she wanted nothing more than to pretend that this was all just a bad nightmare. The fact that this is all very real knocked her in her gut, and the world around her started to spin.

"Hey, you alright?" a voice from her right asked. Looking over she saw the blond man from earlier. His 'Sgt-at-Arms' patch was visible, even though her vision started to blur. She wanted to scream and tell him 'NO', however nothing came out. Everything started to close in on her.

Kozik knew before it happened, and reaching out, he caught the young woman before she could hit the pavement.

Looking around he saw that everyone was talking at once. "Hey!" he called out, as he held Addison's passed out body close to his chest. "Think we can take this inside?"

"Shit." Gemma swore as soon as she saw that Addison had fainted. She moved closer to her and brushed her long blonde locks away from her face. "Let's get her inside and lay her down." She walked close to Kozik as they made their way back inside the clubhouse.

As everyone walked back in, Happy pulled Clay back. "What now?" Happy asked.

"Let's wait until she wakes up. See if she knows anything else." Clay replied.

Walking in, they looked around to see Elli, Bear's old lady, and Gemma talking in the main room as Kozik laid Addison down on one of the sofas.

"Poor thing must be exhausted." Elli said as she walked over to get a cool rag from the kitchen. "Koz, take her into one of the rooms instead."

Picking her up again, Kozik took her to his room and laid her down on his bed, Gemma right behind him. Patting the larger man on his shoulder once he had put Addison down, she said, "I got it." Then she took the chair next to the bed and sat down. She couldn't help but be sympathetic to what the girl was going though.

Elli had come into the room, cool rag in hand, and placed it on Addison's forehead. "Let me know if there is anything else that you need." she said to Gemma and then left the room, closing the door behind her.

After fifteen minutes of watching the young woman sleeping on the bed, Gemma was about to tell Clay that they should stay the night when Addison started to wake up.

Lifting a hand to her head, Addison pulled off the wet rag and looked around the room, confused as to how she got here. Looking over she saw Gemma sitting next to the bed.

"Where am I?" Addison asked.

"Kozik's room" Gemma replied. At Addison's confused look, she elaborated. "Tall blond, spiky hair? You fainted on him?"

"Oh, sorry," was Addison's reply as she looked down.

"Nice stunt you pulled out there. They can't yell at a girl if she faints." Gemma said with a little humor in her tone.

"I didn't…" Addison said looking back up. She was about to explain herself when Gemma cut her off.

"Save it." she said and got up. She needed to walk around. "Is there anything more we need to know? Anything else you aren't telling us?" Gemma asked, hands on her hip.

Addison closed her eyes as the memory rushed to the front of her mind.

"After I'm done carving you up, I'm going to find that little girl of yours and make her scream so loud that her voice goes out!" A harsh voice yelled out in anger. "I'll find her, and I'll fuck her so hard, she'll beg me to stop. And you know what? You won't be there to do a damn thing about it!"

"He said that he would find me." Addison said as she sat up. "He said that he would make me scream, and that there was nothing that my dad could do about it."

Gemma had a clue as to how that would be accomplished. She couldn't help but feel for the girl.

"You do know that we would never let anything happen to you?" Gemma asked as she sat back down in the chair and took Addison's hands into hers. "All those men out there, every single one of them would die before they ever let anything happen to you. They would do it for your father because they loved and respected him. You can't keep things in like this. It'll only kill you, slowly and painfully."

"Oh but she is a part of this, she's the prize."

"He said… he said I was the prize. I don't even know what that means!" Addison said as she looked up, fear in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I never meant to lie." She didn't want to lose something that she wasn't sure she even had yet.

Gemma sighed, "I'll blame it on the stress and shock this time around. But never again, do you hear me?" Gemma asked.

"Yes ma'am." Addison nodded.

"Good. Now why don't you go and get cleaned up. I'll go get your bag." With that, Gemma got up and left the room.

S.o.A

As Gemma closed the door, she took a deep breath. She needed to tell the guys what Addison had told her. They were not going to like this.

She walked down the hallway back into main room. All the guys were sitting on the sofas and chairs speaking in low serious tones. Clay looked up at her. "She awake?"

"Yes, and before any of you go charging in there, she already told me the rest of it." Gemma took a seat next to Clay on the sofa.

"What did she say, mom?" Jax asked.

"She said they threatened her life. Told Quinn they would find her and rape her." This was met with gasps and intakes of breath all around. "Also said one of the men said she was the prize. She didn't know what that meant."

"Fuck," Clay cursed. "We need to think next steps. Bear, can we use your room?"

"Absolutely, brother." Bear got up. "Come on."

Gemma got up and kissed Clay on the cheek. "I'm going to see if Elli needs any help. I'll see you in a little bit." Clay nodded. "Prospect, can you bring Addison her bag? She's in Kozik's room." Gemma asked.

"Tell her she can use my shower. Towels are under the sink." Kozik added.

"Join us in church when you're done." Clay called out as he walked away.

Half-Sack nodded and left to get Addison's bag from the car. Gemma watched as Clay and others walked out of the main room. This was going to be one long trip.

S.o.A.

Pulling herself off the bed, Addison saw a door that lead to a small bathroom and walked in. After washing her face, she felt a bit better. Hearing the door open, she saw Sack come in and drop off her bag.

"Koz said that if you wanted to take a shower you could go ahead and use his. Fresh towels are under the sink."

"Thanks." she said with a small smile.

"Feels better don't it?" he asked as he made his way to the door. "Getting it off your chest?" he added.

"Yeah," was all she could say as he nodded and walked out of the room, leaving her to think things over. Pulling out a few things she would need for her shower, she left her clothes on the bed and walked back into the bathroom.

S.o.A.

On the inside, Tacoma's chapel looked identical to the one in Charming. Several chairs surrounded a redwood table with the reaper logo carved into the top. Bear and Clay each sat at opposite ends of the long table. Kozik sat to Bear's right at the Sgt-at-Arms spot with Opie to his right and Jax on the other side of Opie. Tig was at the Sgt-at-Arms spot to Clay's right, with Chibs and Juice to his right. Stone and Hammer were against the wall behind Kozik. Happy and Cooler stood against the wall behind Juice.

"What the hell do we do now?" Jax asked. There was a pause in the room as everyone tried process what they had been told.

Finally, Opie spoke. "If this is not about revenge, but a sport, it is very likely this is a trap. What if they are up there waiting for us?"

"Then we charge in guns blazing and fucking kill every last mother fucker up there!" Hammer said impatiently from behind Kozik.

"With what?" Jax demanded. "We got hand guns and a few shotguns. We have no idea how many of them there are or their fire power."

"Addison said their basement is full of guns. She said it's hidden. Can't tell there is one from the house" Clay said.

Jax turned around to look at Clay. "And if these guys are waiting for us, we'll never even make to the house."

"We need a game plan." Juice spoke up.

Hammer lurched forward off the wall. "Yeah, well while you're doing that, those of us with balls will go up there and get this done. You guys may not care, but Quinn was our President, our fucking brother."

"Hey!" Clay interjected. However, before anyone could say anything else, the door opened and Half-Sack walked in.

"How is she?" Clay asked looking at Sack.

"Okay, I think. Still shook up though." Sack replied and he joined Stone against the wall.

"Should she still be coming with us? The poor lass has been through enough already." Chibs asked.

"She said we'd never find the place without her." Jax said.

Clay nodded. "I believe her. If I know Quinn, the place is remote and well hidden."

"Making these assholes all the more dangerous for being able to find them." Tig said.

Clay sighed. "We don't have a choice. And if Addison's coming, you know my wife's coming too." He said while rubbing his face with his hands. He was getting too old for this shit.

Bear broke the silence, "Clay, I want to send Kozik with you. You're going to need the manpower." He turned to Kozik. "You good with that?"

Kozik nodded. "Yeah, definitely. I want to help."

"We don't need your help." Tig said as he glared at Kozik.

"Yes, we do." Clay said with finality. "Thanks Bear. It's much appreciated."

"No problem brother. Like I said to the girl, I owe Quinn." Bear said as he turned to look directly at Hammer. Turning back to Clay, he added. "Only wish I could send more guys with you. But my VP and several of the guys are on a charity run to Vegas. We're a little short-handed."

From behind Opie, Stone shook his head. "That's okay. If we go in with an army, it'll just give these guys more targets, more casualties. We send in a small group to check things out, while the others hang back." There were nods from Happy and Cooler standing against the opposite wall.

"Alright then, we stick to the plan. We go up to Alaska and check things out." Turning to look at his intelligence officer, Clay said, "Juice, get on the horn to Anchorage. Tell them to meet up with us after we crossed the Alaskan border and bring heavy hardware. We're gonna need guns, AKs, M4s, whatever they got. They can act as backup too."

"Brother, that's a pretty small charter. They can't spare a lot bodies." Bear reminded him.

Clay paused and thought a minute. "Call up Grande Prairie too and tell them to send a few guys to meet up with us as well." Juice nodded.

"Last thing, Bear, you got our IDs and other supplies ready?" Clay asked.

"Yep, Drake just finished them this morning. You guys should be good to go." Bear responded.

"Alright, let's all get some rest. We'll spend the night here and head out bright and early tomorrow. Let's try to cover as much distance as possible with few stops." Clay nodded to Bear who banged his gavel and everyone got up to leave.

At the door, Kozik ran into Tig, who continued to glare at him as he had been doing pretty much the entire meeting. "Look man, I know you don't like this. But I just want to help.' Kozik said with the firm tone.

Tig looked like he was about to move towards Kozik, but instead just shrugged. "Don't have much choice, do I?" And then he walked out of the room. As Kozik followed, he watched Tig continue through the main room and out the clubhouse. Somehow, they both understood. The club came first.

Kozik looked around as he walked into the main room. He saw Juice on his cell, presumably calling up Anchorage and Grand Prairie. Jax, Opie, and Chibs were sitting on a sofa drinking. Chibs had a brunette in his lap. The Nomads, Hammer, Cooler, and Stone, whom Kozik had only met briefly, were at the pool table starting a game. Near the kitchen, he saw Happy fill a plate of food and walk down the hall.

From behind, he heard Bear say, "Kozik, why don't you and Clay go check out the IDs?" Turning around, Kozik nodded to the Charming President and responded. "Sure, follow me."

S.o.A.

Sack had been right, even though the pain was still there; it had felt good to let everything out. She wasn't sure what would happen, but Addison knew that she would do everything in her power to do right by the club. She owed it to her father.

Once she was out of the shower and mostly dry, she wrapped the small thin towel around herself as best she could, and walked back into the bed room.

There, sitting in the very chair that Gemma had been in, was none other than Happy. Frozen, she could not believe he was in the room. Blood rushed to her face as she quickly retreated into the bathroom, closing the door to hide from his view. Opening the door open a crack, she peeked through, about to ask him what he was doing in the room, when she saw a plate full of food on the nightstand.

"I need to get dressed." she said, hoping he would get the hint.

"So get dressed." Was all he said as he kept looking at the door she was hiding behind. He had removed his sunglasses and she had almost wished he kept them on. The intensity of his stare was more then she could handle right now.

Seeing that he wasn't about to leave, she knew that she would have to brave out into the room, grab her clothes and return to the bathroom to get dressed. And she did just that. Closing and locking the door, she changed into her new pair of jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. Once she looked in the mirror to see that she was decent, she walked back into the room. Happy was still sitting in the chair.

Sitting on the far side of the bed, she put on her shoes and pulled out her hairbrush, hoping to return to the bathroom and put some distance between her and the dangerous Nomad.

"Your hair can wait." he told her.

Sitting back down on the bed, she looked over to the food. It was obvious that he wasn't going to leave until he made sure she ate something. She was sure that he thought she might try to flush it down the toilet or something. Picking up the plate, she took a bite of food.

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