Alright I felt really guilty for not posting anything so here is a TON more. I would have liked to split it into smaller parts but I both didn't have the energy and I couldn't decide where to split it. HOWEVER...

TRIGGER WARNING. There is graphic violence, drug use, sexual situations and all the bullshit that is normally on SOA. Add in some controlling daddy issues and you have this chapter. Be warned.

Chibs pulled up the warehouse followed by Happy and Tig. They all parked their bikes and dismounted walking quickly towards the open bay door. They could see everyone bustling around moving crates and bags. Chibs assumed it was their guns getting ready to go out on a shipment.

"Gentleman!"

Chibs looked over to see a young man walking towards them. He was tall and blonde. Dressed in a suit just like all the IRA members were.

"Welcome! Mister Morey has been expecting you."

"Aye."

Chibs and his men followed the blonde over to an office. The door swung open and they saw an older man sitting at the desk. When he looked up Chibs immediately knew that it was Rileys father. The eyes were identical.

"Welcome men. I hope you found the place alright."

"Aye we did. Where is Riley?"

"Please. Have a seat."

"You don't have much of an accent for a King." Tig chimed in.

Riley's father looked at them and chuckled lightly. Chibs could see that it was a fake smile and could hear it was even forced. Rileys laugh was always so genuine. He wondered how she came from this man at all.

"That is true, Mister Trager. Though I am part of the IRA I have lived in the States most of my life. It's beneficial to have someone here that doesn't fit the bill of a King."

"Where is Riley?" Chibs asked again.

"Ah. Yes. You must be Chibs. Your Scottish accent and your protective nature over my daughter gave you away."

"I asked ya a question."

"That you did. But please remember that this is my domain."

"I know the game, Morey. I used to be for the cause."

"Ah. Right. Had a little problem with Jimmy O' right?"

"Aye."

"Sorry to hear about your wife."

"I don't give a flying fuck what you are sorry about. Where is Riley?"

"She's gone."

All three men stood up at the same time and pulled their weapons.

"What the fuck do you mean she's gone?" Chibs all but yelled.

"Put your weapons down. Now."

Chibs nodded towards his men after a few moments and they all put their guns away.

"I promised Brandon he could have her. He is not to kill her but I have become aware of his temper towards my daughter."

"You gave your flesh and blood to that animal?" Happy growled.

"A promise is a promise. Now I need you to take care of the problem. I want him dead for killing two heirs. I can't have that blood on my hands so I need you to take care of it."

"We could have taken care of that without putting her in danger!"

"I would hurry up. She's already been there for half the day."

Chibs growled out before standing up and heading towards the door.

"Mister Telford, a moment alone please."

Chibs looked at Happy and Tig before nodding at them.

"They will get the address from my associate outside. As soon as we are done talking you all may go."

Chibs sat back down trying to calm himself down. Riley had said her father was a prick but this was incredibly low. Even Jimmy was protective over Kerrianne and made sure she was safe. This made him want to throw up.

"I have come to find out that you and my daughter are together."

"Aye."

"Good. Last thing I need is an heir that is a mix breed. Brandon did me a favor with getting rid of the child she was carrying with Mister Lowman."

"It nearly killed her."

"Yes. I am aware. I will leave the two of you alone and allow her to be in your MC."

"Thank you?"

"Your welcome. I have a condition though. You will marry her and you will make her bare your children."

"She doesn't want kids after what happened."

"I don't care what she wants. It wasn't a question."

"Don't even know if she can have children."

"You will try after you marry her."

"She isn't a god damn puppet."

"Yes. She is. She is my child and I will determine what is good for her and what is good for her is giving me an heir to take my spot. She is long gone from taking the spot and she allowed her brother to be killed."

"She couldn't save him!'

"SHE SHOULD HAVE DIED TRYING!"

Chibs widened his eyes at the outburst from the normally stoic man.

"You will marry her and give me an heir. You will raise the child or children, whatever works out, and know that when they turn eighteen I may take them away whenever I please."

"And if we refuse?"

"Then she will marry who I wish and bare their children. What happened to Fiona wasn't a rare occurrence. I will do it to you again."

Chibs stared at the man and contemplated putting a bullet in his skull. He needed to get out of the warehouse and get to Riley though. He could deal with this threat later.

"You may go. We will be in touch. I except a married daughter and a grandchild within the next two years."

Chibs shook his head out of anger and walked out of the room. He saw Happy and Tig look at him curious at his horrible mood.

"Let's go kill this fucker. I am so done with the god damn Irish."

Riley was laying in the grass under the night sky. She could feel heat coming from her left side and she turned to see Sarah smiling at her. Was she dead? Was this her heaven? She didn't feel dead. She remembered this night and she remembered having this dream before.

"You aren't dead Riley. Don't you remember? You put up a hell of a fight so they drugged you."

Riley had a flashback of thrashing in the darkness. She had placed a kick to someone and heard them scream about a broken nose. She had expected to have the shit beat out of her but instead she just felt a needle in her arm and then not wanting to fight anymore.

"I always come back to this dream."

"Yeah you do. Why?"

Riley thought to herself for a minute and looked back up at the sky.

"I think because this is still my favorite memory."

"Don't you have any good memories with Chibs?"

Riley rolled on her side to look at Sarah. She put her hands on her face gently almost wondering if she would be able to feel it.

"Of course I do."

'Then why dream about me?"

"Because I can't have you."

Sarah smiled softly and kissed Riley's lips. It didn't feel right though. They didn't feel like Sarahs lips. Sarah gently dragged her finger down the inside of Riley's arm but it hurt. She looked down to see blood coming from her arm and it hurt a lot.

"What is happening?"

"Fight Riley. Fight out of this."

Riley whipped her eyes open to Brandon standing in front of her digging his fingers into a large cut on the inside of her left arm. Riley struggled to get away but she was tied to the chair she was sitting in.

"Ah! Good morning!"

"What the fuck are you doing to me!" Riley growled out.

'Getting rid of this damn bar in your arm. I'm not a doctor though so it's taking me a little- ah! There it is!"

Brandon ripped out the implant in her arm and tossed it on the ground. He wrapped a rag around her arm and pulled it tight causing Riley to hiss out in pain.

"Ya see, I had no idea you had that in last time. I fully expected to find you again with a big belly carrying my child but every time I checked on you to looked the same! I saw you drinking all that alcohol too. I remember how you quit drinking when you were pregnant before so I figured you didn't get pregnant."

Riley held back the bile in her mouth at the memory of Brandon being inside of her. She had been so glad that implant was in her arm stopping a child from happening. She loved her head son but she would never allow a child to come into the world having him as a father.

"Now I looked it up, and you can get pregnant as soon as a week after you get that taken out. Your dad wants an heir and that is exactly what you are going to give him."

Riley spit in Brandons face.

"I would rather die."

"I can arrange that you ungrateful bitch. I will gladly take your life in about ten months. You can either buck up and make this easy or you can be difficult."

Riley spit in his face again and tried to head butt him. Brandon grabbed her face with his hand roughly and pressed his lips to hers. She tried to wiggle away from him but was stopped by a hard slap to the side of her face.

"I will kill Kerrianne if you don't stop."

"You don't lay a god damn hand on her."

"Oooh. You do care about her! I'll tell you what. If you don't play nice with me, I will find her and SHE will bare my children. Her mother was IRA, I am sure her children will be acceptable as future leadership."

Riley's eyes widened. The idea of Kerrianne going through all of this was making her stomach churn. She stopped moving as she tried to figure out a way out of this.

"That is better. You're going to be a good girl for me. I even have something to help you along."

Riley looked up at him and furrowed her eyebrows.

"Where are we?"

"You've been out for a while. I wanted to move us somewhere no one could bother us. No one is going to be looking for you for a while so it will be okay. We can have our fun."

She watched as Brandon come forward with a needle in his hand. She struggled to get away as she watched him get closer.

"Ah ah ah!" he said as he grabbed her arm. "This isn't going to hurt much. It's going to help you realize how much you want this okay? It's going to make it so I don't have to hurt you. It's going to make it all feel amazing!"

"Brandon please don't! I will do whatever you want!"

"Shhh baby I know you will. This is just going to make sure we both enjoy ourselves okay?"

Brandon stuck the needle in her arm and pressed all the fluid into her arm. She slowly started to feel more relaxed and her breathing slowed down. Everything seemed to move more slowly and calmly.

"Can I take the ropes off your hands sweetheart?"

Riley looked up at Brandon and knew she shouldn't be okay with his presence but she didn't seem to mind. She shook her head slowly and waited for him to untie her. After she was untied he ran the back of his fingers across her face and it felt like every neuron in her body was going off. Her mind hated Brandon but the feeling was so amazing she didn't want it to end.

"Ah there we go baby. How do you feel?"

"Good" Riley whispered out loving the sounds she was hearing around her.

Brandon pressed his lips to hers and she loved the pressure he was putting against her. Her mind was screaming at her though. She could hear Sarah telling her "fight this Riley." She opened her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows. This wasn't Chibs. Chibs. She had to fight.

She moved her hands to Brandon's waist when she remembered he had a knife there. She felt him moan against her lips and the vibrations felt amazing.

Fight this.

She reached across him and felt where the knife was as he coaxed her mouth open with his. He put his hand in her hair and tugged slightly and it made her forget about the knife. She needed to feel more.

FIGHT HIM RILEY!

She let him continue to kiss him but she pulled the knife off his pant line. She wrapped her fingers in his hair as he pulled her off the chair. He whipped her against the wall and pressed his body into hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist losing herself in the sensations that were shooting through her body. The mixture of cold on her back and the heat between the two of them was driving her wild.

RILEY YOU AREN'T FIGHTING!

She didn't want to hear the voice anymore. She had the knife in her hand but she didn't care. Whatever was pumping through her veins was so much more important than what that bitch of a voice was saying. She felt Brandon grind into her pelvis and she moaned out loudly. Brandon moved to biting and kissing her neck hard and the pain felt glorious. With every bite it snapped her out of her daze a little more.

Riley I know you're lost right now but you don't want this. Chibs. Think of Chibs!

Chibs. This should be Chibs. She frowned at the man holding her against the wall. Her son. Sarah. He had hurt all of them. She reached up and felt the deep scar across her face then looked at the knife in her hand. This knife had done that. This man had scarred her in hopes that no one would love her again.

That's it Riley. Fight.

Riley flipped the knife open just as Brandon looked up at her with a smile on his face. She met his smile and drove the knife into his throat. She heard the front door kick open but she looked into Brandon's eyes as he gasped for air looking like he didn't understand what was happening.

Chibs kicked in the door and immediately saw Riley pinned up against the wall. Her legs were wrapped around Brandon's waist and blood was all over her hand. They were looking into each others eyes and panting. He saw her legs slowly lower to the ground and Brandon started slumping forward.

The three men charged forward and pulled Brandon off of her. Chibs caught her right as she started to fall, a bloody knife still in her hand. Her eyes were hazy and she was staring at her hand.

"Lass, look at me. Riley, look at me."

He cupped her face in his hands and pulled her up to look at him. She had a hazy smile on her face as she looked at him.

"Chibs. She told me to fight. She told me to fight for you."

"Who did?"

"Sarah. She told me to fight until you got here. She told me to not give in."

"Okay lass. Let's go."

"Boss." Happy yelled from across the room.

Chibs looked over to see Happy holding up a small plastic bar and a needle.

"Wasn't her birth control a bar in her arm?"

Chibs looked down to see that her arm was cut wide open. She checked her other arm and saw a needle mark.

"Take that needle with ya. I wanna know what he doped her up with."

Happy nodded and put everything in his jacket pocket. He walked over and tossed Riley over his shoulder. He listened to her giggle and moan. There must have been some type of ecstasy in that needle. They got outside and Happy placed her on her feet. She staggered and clung onto Happy trying to run her hands over his face. He looked at Chibs like he wanted to hit her.

"There is no way with how she is reacting to everything that she is going to handle riding a bike."

Chibs laughed at the thought and ran his fingers through his hair. He had seen a motel about two miles down the road. She needed to come down off of whatever she was on. He walked towards her and pulled her into his chest.

'Riley my love."

"Mmm?"

"Can you hold onto me while we ride the bike for a few minutes? We gotta get down the road so we can get some rest."

"I love you."

"I love you too Riley. Can you hold on super tight for me?"

"Yeah." She whispered.

Chibs led her to his bike and motioned for Happy to help. He sat down and Happy guided her onto the bike behind him. He looked over to see Happy placing a helmet on her head and wrapped a rope around her, tying her to Chibs.

"If that was ecstasy in her system these vibrations are going to set her over the edge. I don't want her falling off."

Chibs chuckled and waited for him to finish tying her. He could hear her giggling and felt her forehead go against his back.

"Alright lass, I'm gonna start the bike so I need you to hold on really really tight for me okay?"

"Okay."

Chibs started up the bike and heard Riley moan out incredibly loud. He looked over to see Tig laughing and Happy shaking his head. He could feel her shaking behind him but she held on tightly as he took off. He drove as fast as possible to the motel and parked, shutting the bike off. He could hear Riley panting behind him and he tried not to laugh.

He quickly untied her and watched as Tig ran inside for a key. He came out quickly and Chibs pulled Riley into the bedroom before anyone in the parking lot could notice how fucked up she was. He laid her on the bed and started stitching up her arm. The three men tried not to laugh as she begged someone to fuck her like the bike did.

As much as Chibs hated that Riley was fucked up, at least she was safe. Brandon was dead and would never be a problem again. He was dreading telling her about her fathers conditions but right now he just needed to make sure she came down from this high in one piece and without raping someone in the room.