"Now Mr Ortiz, is there any reason for someone to harm your girlfriend?"

Juice was staring at the officer in shock and totally unconnected to what was going on around him, when he had left the home he had shared with Jasmine for this past year this morning he had not known that when got home he would find her gone. The first thing he had done when he could not find her was phone Melody hoping against hope that Jasmine had been out when someone had broken in and trashed thier home but she was not at Melody's and Melody had not seen her all day. He then phoned everyone else he could think of but none of thier friends had seen her either he had just phoned the clubhouse when there had been a knock at the door, he had opened it to find the local sheriffs on the doorstep having been tipped off by an anonimous phone call about the break in. Which was why he was now answering thier questions down at the station.

"Sorry...what?" he glanced at the officer who repeated his question to him

"Is there any reason why someone would want to harm your girlfriend?"

"N.n..nnooooo." Juice just wanted out of the room he was in and went to get up, he wanted to go look for Jasmine.

"Sit down Mr Ortiz. We are not fnished."

Jasmine groaned as she came to, she couldn't move her arms and found that she was bound to a chair sitting in front of a desk in a small office. She was not alone in the room, a man stood to attention over by the door and upon noticing her waking up he pressed his finger to his ear and spoke into a small microphone that was attached to his wrist.

"Commander, she has come to."

A door opposite her opened and another man entered and signalled to the gaurd to leave. When he had gone he walked over to Jasmine and slapped her across the face. Jasmine swung her head back to the man her eyes glaring at him and he could see the rage in her eyes, he smiled.

"Now that I have your attention Jasmine, shall we start?" he asked her.

Taking a seat opposite her and sitting down he opened a file and pulled some pictures out of it, commenting and then laying each one down on to the table. There were about a dozen in total, some were of her home in Charming and her friends but several were of her and Juice taken over the past year.

Juice was getting fustrated, he had answered the questions that the sheriff had asked him and seemed to be getting no where with them, they didn't believe him when he said no to thier question about who would harm Jasmine. As far as he knew she had no enemies except maybe some of the croweaters everyone liked her not that he was going to tell the sheriffs that. When the officer had asked him if he had harmed Jasmine he had got very angry and had come close to leaping across the room and assaulting the officer in question but as he had leapt out of his chair the door had opened and Roosevelt walked into the room stopping the interview and kicked the officer out of the room. Taking the officers now vacant seat he had gestured to Juice to sit down when Juice declined Roosevelt snapped at him.

"SIT DOWN ORTIZ."

The questioning had gone on for hours and Jasmine just wanted to sleep. He had wanted to know everything that she had been doing since she had left New York and ended up in Charming. She had at first flat out refused to answer his questions and so he then opened the old file that they had on her and started to read, after a while he looked back up at her.

"Tell me Jasmine...have you told Jaun Carlos Ortiz anything about your old life...no...how would react if he knew the truth about you...about what you had done?"

Jasmine hissed at the odious little man sitting opposite her. "You leave Juice out of this."

The man smiled, a snide and sadistic smile back at her. "Would he want to be with you if he knew exactly what you are...a killer...a killer of children?"

The sherriff watched as Juice rode away on his bike, he could almost feel sorry for the young man if he had not been a member of SAMCRO. He knew that Juice was upset by the disappearance of his girlfriend but he wondered just how much he knew about her and what she was. Roosevelt himself had been shocked when he had found out the truth about Jasmine a few months before. He had became aware just like the other residents of Charming that she and Juce were becoming joined at the hip and had decided to do a background check on the young woman to see if there was anything he could use from her profile to make her a useful pawn against the club but every check he had done on the internet and with law enforcement websites had come back with nada, Zip. The girl appeared to have a clean record, not so much as a parking ticket but unbeknown to Roosevelt his attempts to find anything out about her had alerted a department within a certain Government Agency.

An agency that had been searching for any trace of her since she had disappeared from New York and would do anything to get her back.

Homeland Security!

A/N The mystery deepens! Is Jasmine a 'killer of children' or some kind of government agent and if not what who is it who has her. As always reviews are appreciated. :-))))