A/N: Second chapter today. Whoot whoot. For the record, I know Winnie's being a pain in the ass. Stuff is explained in the next chapter. Hopefully that will help.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sons of Anarchy. Just Winnie and Emeline.


One Day You'll Know

By Mootalicious

Chapter 9

Winnie had returned her rental car and took a taxi to Charming. Stepping out onto the T-M parking lot brought about a lot of unpleasant thoughts. She had only ever come here in the first place because her daughter's life had been in danger. Now she was coming here to retrieve her car and attend a party. What a difference a few weeks made.

She thanked the cab driver, paid him and strolled down the parking lot. She was hoping to find one of the other mechanics to talk to about her car. Unfortunately, Tig came strolling out of the garage. He grinned when he saw her.

"Look who it is," he said, walking up to her. "You want me so bad that you just couldn't stay away, could you?"

"Oh you caught me, Tig," she said sarcastically. He laughed at her reaction.

"Your car's good as new," he said, leading her to the office. He took her keys off the corkboard and handed them to her. He pointed to where it was parked.

"How much?" she asked. She had her wallet shoved in her pocket. Hopefully she had enough on her debit to pay for the damages. Tig shook his head.

"Already been paid for," he responded. Winnie looked up at him with confusion. "Gemma said you had to be billed; only free passes for immediate club members and all that shit. Kozik paid for it already."

"Kozik paid for it?" she repeated in disbelief.

"Yeah," Tig answered as he walked past her to the garage. He turned and walked backwards a few steps. "He also told me to stop trying to get in your pants. I told him to blow me."

Winnie sighed as he disappeared into the garage. She walked towards her car. She might as well drive around Charming until she figured out if she should attend that party or not. Her week in Charming had caused her to memorize its streets. She drove along its quiet streets for a long time before stopping at the lone book store.

Ever since she was a child, she loved the smell of new and old books alike. She preferred it to sitting at a computer reading, and even sometimes more than watching the tv. With her life being so stressful, immersing herself in a fantasy world helped keep her safe.

She was sitting on the floor at the back of the store, flipping through a book on the history of Ancient Greece when she heard someone say her name.

"Winifred Jensen?"

She frowned, closing the book. She didn't recognize that voice. She carefully shoved the book onto the shelf behind her and stood up. An old man in a police uniform came towards her.

"Can I help you?" she asked, crossing her arms. She didn't like talking to the police; it never led to anything good.

"I'm Chief Unser of Charming PD," he said. He held his hand out to her. She hesitated, looking down at it, before shaking it. "We have some questions for you. If you don't mind, can you accompany me to the station?"

Confused, Winnie replied with, "Is this about my car? I thought that was done with." Unser sighed a little and fixed her with his gaze.

"If by done with you mean there's three missing Los Mags from Oakland and one dead Niner on my doorstep, then yeah, it's done."

Winnie's eyes widened. She had supposed someone would find out about the Los Mags that Kozik had killed but the Niner was news to her. She shuddered, thinking of what could have possibly happened to him; who could have killed him. It couldn't have been the Sons. That meant it had to be the Los Mags, and that meant she was indirectly part of the deaths of four men. She shivered.

"I'll come," she said. He nodded and she followed him out of the store. Chief Unser allowed her to drive her own car, following behind him. The station was intimidating to her. She had only been in a police station a couple of times: once because she the restaurant had supposedly been robbed and Mrs. Hollander, and the other to pick up Kozik after he had been arrested with most of his charter for a brawl. But she had never been questioned.

Chief Unser led her inside. Because she wasn't from Charming, no one recognized her and she got a lot of strange looks. She focused on staring at Unser's back to not see the other people. He led her into the interrogation room, closing the door behind them.

"Take a seat, Miss Jensen," he said, waving to the chair on the far side of the table. Winnie sat down as asked. "So, you're Kozik's old lady." She sighed, feeling aggravated.

"I'm not his old lady," she corrected. "He's just my daughter's father."|

"Right. Sorry." He settled into the seat across from her. "We weren't able to figure anything out with your car so we returned it to Teller-Morrow since you were staying there. Gemma says you have returned to Tacoma."

"Yeah, that's right."

"So why were you here in the first place?"

Winnie's brain began processing any possible reason she could think of. She didn't want to hesitate too long so she merely said, "Kozik had to stay here for a bit and I didn't want Emeline to go that long without her dad."

"Hmm." Unser seemed to study her for a moment. "So, why are you back?"

"A party," she answered. Winnie was confused. Unser wasn't asking anything that could actually be of help to him and she didn't understand why. He wasn't talking anymore like he was trying to figure out another question, maybe another useless one. Winnie felt uncomfortable sitting there, shifting in her seat. She wanted to leave before he actually started asking things that felt probing.

"You know the Sons long?" he asked suddenly. Winnie frowned.

"A few years. Four or five, I guess. I don't have much to do with them aside Kozik."

"But you're going to their party?"

"I have friends who will be at that party." Winnie was starting to feel like the party would be a bad idea.

"And where's your daughter?"

"At a friend's. What does that have to do with anything?" she demanded. Unser regarded her some more without answering right away.

"I'm just asking some questions, hon," he said, sounding civil.

"I'm not your hon," Winnie snapped, standing. "I'm leaving." She went for the door but Unser spoke again.

"You know anything about that dead Niner?"

Winnie turned to look at him. "No, I don't. And if you think it's the Sons' fault, ask them. It's not of my business or my concern why any of them do." She swung the door open and stormed out, fuming slightly. She had no clue what had just transpired.

Outside of the police station, she stopped to see motorcycles just pulling up. They didn't serve anything but to worsen her mood.

"What'd they drag you in for?" Happy asked. He was the most to come towards her. She shrugged.

"I have no idea," she replied, though it was clear there it had to do with the Sons, Los Mags and Niners. She just wasn't sure why the police chief of all people was tiptoeing around the subject as much as possible. She glanced from Happy to Jax and Opie who had come with him. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Unser called Clay and told us you were here," Jax answered. Winnie felt a little shocked.

"Why would he call Clay?" she asked. She walked past them towards her car. They casually followed behind her.

"No reason," Jax said though Winnie was clearly unconvinced. She had never heard anything about this Chief Unser before but she did know crooked cops exist. Maybe he was in bed with Samcro; she wouldn't be surprised. Jax patted her on the back as he passed her. "See you tonight."

"Sure, I guess," she mumbled in reply before getting into her car. She had half a mind to drive back to Tacoma now but Kozik would be annoyed over that and she didn't want another petty argument with him any time soon. She was already feeling a headache coming on. Instead, she opted to pay Lyla a visit.


Winnie had a pleasant afternoon with Lyla, and her and Opie's kids. The three children were left in a neighbour's care since Lyla wanted to drop by the party to see the guys for a bit. At ten o'clock, the two women pulled into clubhouse's parking lot. Again, Winnie was shocked by the loud noise that hit the second she opened her car door. She wasn't used to it and it caused her to wince.

"How does anyone hear themselves?" she called to Lyla.

"They're too busy drinking, fighting and having sex to think," she called back as they strolled into the crowd.

Once again, the crowd was mostly focused on the boxing ring. Winnie sighed, seeing Kozik in there again. "What is with him and fighting?" she muttered to herself though it was apparently loud enough for Lyla to hear.

"Stress reliever, I guess," she said. She looked over at Winnie. "Has he seemed stress lately?"

"Yeah and it's probably because I like antagonizing him," Winnie answered. Lyla couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Poor man. He's in love with a sadist."

"Kozik's not in love with me. He just likes getting in my pants."

"And you have a chastity belt keeping him out." Winnie laughed out loud to that. Lyla patted her arm. "I'm going to go find Opie." Winnie nodded as Lyla disappeared into the crowd. She felt a little awkward as she was jostled by the crowd. But it wasn't nearly as bad as it had been a few weeks ago. For some reason, she wasn't sure if she liked that or not.

She moved away from where she stood, though she kept her eyes looking at the ring. Kozik really was a brilliant fighter, she had to admit. She found a less crowded area and sat down. Most of the people here weren't paying too much attention to the fight but were mostly making out. That suited her just fine because it meant they weren't paying attention to her.

The bell rang and the crowd erupted into cheers. Someone she didn't know raised Kozik's hand in victory. Winnie couldn't help but smile a little, knowing he had won. This surprised her a little; a few weeks ago she was enjoying the sight of him getting hit. Now she was enjoying seeing him win. It was odd and it confused her, but she didn't want to think about it.

Kozik climbed out of the ring and, after a moment of thinking, Winnie got up to see him. Like before, he was surrounded by crow eaters, though he wasn't paying any attention to them as they chattered at him. Once she approached, they scowled at her. Kozik looked up as she approached.

"Leave," he ordered. They hesitated before sulking over. Winnie smirked, stopping next to him.

"Jax said the police picked you up," he said as he towelled himself off. "What was that about?" Winnie shrugged.

"I don't really know," she replied. "That Unser guy just asked questions that meant nothing." She paused, wondering it was safe to ask what she was thinking. "Except he wanted to know about some dead One-Niner." Kozik stopped what he was doing to look at her.

"A dead Niner?" he questioned, putting the towel down.

"Yeah. You know about that?" She knew she was prying but she wanted to know, if it was going to be a pain in her ass as well. Kozik gave her a one shouldered shrug.

"Clay mentioned it, I think."

"Mentioned it?" She knew it was more than that. They must have had a huge church meeting over it. "Fine, don't tell me."

Kozik chuckled softly at her reaction. "If they ever bother you, just tell me. I'll fix that."

"My big hero," she mumbled, watching as he pulled his shirt back on. She felt her mood deflate slightly now that his muscled body was covered, causing her to shake her head. She saw him naked once a few days ago and now she couldn't get it off her mind. She looked out across the crowd. Happy was in the ring pounding the crap out of some poor girl. Winnie immediately felt sorry for him.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Kozik asked as he pulled on his cut. Winnie glanced at him.

"Why yes, I enjoy being surrounded by a bunch of bikers and their whores," she replied with mock sincerity. "You know, except for the part where I need to keep my chastity belt tightened before I wind up pregnant."

"I hope you're better at that now than you were three years ago," Kozik commented. Winnie made a face at him and he chuckled again. "It's loud out here. Let's go inside."

"I rather not," Winnie replied, making Kozik frown. "I think I'll drive home now."

"It's too late to drive back to Tacoma now," he said, taking a gentle hold on her arm. "Just stay the night. Emeline would be fine with Victoria."

Winnie raised her eyebrows as she allowed him to tug her along. "You trust Victoria with our daughter?"

"You trust her. That's good enough for me."

Winnie bit her lip as Kozik led the way into the clubhouse. Once again, he was buttering her up and she didn't like it one bit. The idea that her feelings of annoyance and hate for him were changing was driving her crazy. It made her more irritable than normal, and the fact that he just seemed to take it all in stride just made it worse.

The clubhouse was half full with members of the Sons and their hangers-on. Some greeted him as they passed. Kozik would nod in their direction, though he did stop to share a few words with Clay. Winnie remained next to him, glancing briefly around the room. Most of the Sons in the room were from other charters so she didn`t know who they were. Kozik finished talking to Clay and he continued to tug Winnie along.

"What was that about?" she questioned. Kozik opened his dorm room door and let her in ahead of him. She settled down on the edge of the bed.

"That dead Niner," he replied, shutting the door. She stared at the door for a moment. It had just occurred to her that she had been willingly led into Kozik's dorm room. "He wants me around for a bit while this gets sorted out."

"This isn't going to affect Emeline and me, is it?" she asked. Kozik pulled off his cut, hanging it on his chair.

"If it does, someone's getting a bullet in their brain," he replied. Winnie shuddered slightly. She was unsure of how she felt about Kozik's darker side. Her attention was brought back to him as he pulled his shirt off.

"You get dressed only to strip again?" she questioned with a raised eyebrow. He turned to look at her.

"You like it," he stated. She rolled her eyes as he sat down next to her. "I'm hoping to patch over to Samcro." Winnie turned her head to look at him. She was sure he was joking but he looked serious about it.

"Why?" she demanded.

"Tacoma's getting too full. And they need the bodies over here." He laid down, crossing his hands behind his head. "Tig's just being a bitch about it." Mentally, Winnie thanked Tig. She didn't want Kozik switching charters, even if it meant she would be farther away from him. It would only depress Emeline and Winnie didn't want her daughter unhappy.

"I need sleep so I can drive out first thing," Winnie announced, standing up. Kozik patted his bed and she shook her head. "I'm not sharing a bed with you. Again."

"There's nowhere else for you to sleep, Winnie," he said. "It's not like I'm gonna jump you in your sleep." He smirked slightly. "I rather have you wide awake."

"You suck, Kozik," Winnie muttered but she didn't argue since it might get blown out of proportion. She heard him snort as she dropped onto the bed fully dressed and above the blanket. He shuffled his body upwards until he was parallel with her. It didn't take long for him to drift off and the sounds of his peaceful sleeping help her drift off.


/tbc