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OMG Thank you all so much for your reviews, I'm so glad that you enjoyed the confrontations between Jax and Juice, and Gemma and Mia.
As much as I love Gemma, and I really do, I believe that Mia is too strong of a woman for Gemma to like. When you see her in the show, she only gets along with women that she can manipulate, Wendy clearly was never a strong person, and Tara didn't become strong enough to pull away from Gemma until it was too late. Mia isn't like either of these women, she had a rough life, but is stronger because of it, and the only other woman that I see as strong is Chib's wife Fiona, and Gemma isn't a fan of her either.

Anyway, thank you so much! Hope you enjoy this chapter just as much. Please review.

Mia was just putting away the last of the stuff in the back of Sweet Treats, when the door to her shop opened, the little bell at the top ringing, signalling a new customer. "Sorry we're closed!" she called from the back.

"Closed? Well that's too bad, I heard this place had the best cupcakes." The customer lamented.

Hearing the voice, Mia popped her head around the corner in shock, "Link?!"

"In the flesh." The hacker spread her arms wide and was rewarded with a bone-crushing hug from the younger woman.

"What the shit Link!" Mia pulled away from her friend, her smile still present on her face, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming down?"

The red-head shrugged, "I wasn't sure if I was. I had to talk to Harp and we decided that being based in LA while you live here isn't feasible for Leverage."

"Wait, you and Harp decided that you couldn't stay in LA? You and Harp? I thought she was in Tashkent for like the next month."

"Well if she is then who the hell is waiting for me in the car?"

Mia's eyes widened and she shot out of the bakery, outside she found a dark haired woman leaning against Link's car, "Harp!" Mia called and enveloped the older woman in a hug, "Seriously, what are you guys doing here?"

"Link and I decided that it wouldn't be profitable to be so far apart." Harp's English accented voice replied.

"So what, you guys are moving to San Francisco?" she looked at them hopefully. She liked Charming, but despite Juice's best efforts, she was alone in the small town, having her friends close by would do wonders for her. After all San Francisco was only and hour and a half away.

Shaking her head, Link joined them, "I've set up an office there, but we want to be close to you, and the kid, you're looking at the newest residents of this Charming little town."

"Are you serious?!" Mia asked incredulously, "Oh my God! I can't believe it! Wait, what about your brother?" she looked at Link who shrugged.

"Caleb's at our new house right now, it turns out a job opened up at St Thomas, and he's now the newest neurosurgeon at the local hospital."

"Link, Harp, I can't even-" Mia cut herself off as she tried to comprehend the fact that her family had moved to Charming just for her, "You don't know- I missed you so much!" she finally said, trying hard not to tear up at the sight of the two people who had been her whole world for the past ten years.

"Awe Mia, c'mon," Harp shrugged out of Mia's grip, "you know I hate emotional reunions." She said and pulled back from her, but as she did, she caught sight of the younger woman's eyes, wet with unshed tears of joy. "Damn it Mia!" she pulled her friend to her in a hug and Link joined them, enveloping them both, making it a group hug. It only lasted for a few moments before all three women pulled back, and put their game faces back on.

"Well," Link said, "now that that's over, shall we go check out our new place?"

"Yesss- No, I can't, I've got to go pick up Zoe from the Clubhouse, her Daddy picked her up from Day Care today." Mia replied.

"That's fine, we'll go pick up my Goddaughter and then check out the house," Link shrugged, heading to the car.

"Oh no, she's not your Goddaughter," Harp protested, "I didn't even get the chance to meet her yet!"

Mia shook her head as she heard her friends bicker and headed back inside the bakery to lock up, she came back out and climbed into the car with them, "Alright girls, let's go!"

Harp and Link looked at each other and then at the woman in the back, "Where's your car?" Harp asked.

"Juice drove me to work this morning," she shrugged.

"Who's Juice?"

"He's the hot biker she's been banging," Link supplied.

"Link!"

"What? Are you going to deny it?"

Pouting, Mia settled into the backseat, "No, he's superhot."

Harp snorted in amusement and turned the car on, "I'll be the judge of that!"

Harp pulled into TM's lot and got out the car, looking around she was unimpressed, "This is the Clubhouse?"

"No," Mia said climbing out of the car, "This is the garage, that's the Clubhouse," she pointed out the building next door, "Let's go get my niece!"

As they walked towards the Clubhouse, Harp's attention was drawn to the boxing ring that had been set up in the lot, "Hey Mia?"

"Yeah?"

"Zoe, does she have crazy dark hair, pale skin, about yay high?" Her hand cam up to just above her knee.

"Yes why?"

"Because she's over there, in the boxing ring."

"What?!" Mia turned to look at the ring and sure enough Zoe was in the ring with Happy, and the Prospect. The Prospect was on his knees, he had hunched down so that he was eye level with the little girl. Happy was showing Zoe how to make a decent fist and was teaching her, what Mia could only assume, was how to fight.

Tig was outside the ring, leaning on the apron, watching with a 'proud papa' look on his face.

Mia scowled and stormed over, "HAPPY FREAKING LOWMAN!" she yelled causing everyone but the Unholy One to jump, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY BABY GIRL?!"

Tig took a step back as Mia made her way over there, hoping to stay out of her line of sight so that he wouldn't catch shit from her too.

Happy took one look at the look on Mia's face and pointed straight at Tig, he wasn't going to go down for this alone, "It was his idea."

Mia's gaze turned to Tig, her green eyes blazing with fury, Zoe was a little kid, she didn't need to be learning anything like fighting at her age, "Alexander Trager, WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!"

Tig shot Happy an angry look, "She needs to know this stuff!" he protested.

"SHE'S THREE! Who does she need to beat up in Day Care?!"

"It's never too early to start."

"Never too early to-" she cut herself off and looked over at Happy incredulously, "You went along with this!"

Happy shrugged, "She's SAMCRO's Princess, she needs to know this shit."

Mia looked at both of them in disbelief, she'd never been in a situation like this before, she had no idea what to do. Bobby, who'd heard the commotion had gone to wake Juice, who was taking a nap in his dorm, and the younger man stumbled out of the Clubhouse dazed and confused. Mia honed her gaze on him and scowled, "AND YOU! HOW COULD YOU LET THIS HAPPEN?!"

"Uh, what?" he asked, rubbing his hand over his face, trying to wake himself up, he genuinely had no clue what was going on.

"That's it, no more baked goods for you two!" Mia pointed at Tig and Happy and then whirled on Juice, "And you! No sex for you!" With that she grabbed Zoe who was being distracted from the fight by the Prospect and left.

"Wait what?" Juice asked, "Mia!" he turned to look at his brothers, "What'd I do?" the confused look on his face was too much for the guys to bare and Tig and Happy cracked up. Chibs, taking pity on the younger man explained what had just gone on and Juice shot a glare at the two S.A.A's "You two better fix this, I'm not suffering for your mistakes." He turned and headed back inside to light a joint and catch up on the rest of his nap. He'd deal with his furious girlfriend later.

It was eight p.m. and Juice was about to leave the Clubhouse when Jax came up to him, Juice hadn't spoken to him since the day of Kenny's birthday. "Hey Juice, hold up." He lit a cigarette and handed one to the hacker.

"What's up Jax?" he asked as he walked out of the Club with the VP.

"I uh- I wanted to talk to you about the other day. What I said to you."

Juice sighed, sitting on his bike and fixing his helmet he looked at Jax, "There's nothing to talk about."

"Yeah there is," Jax insisted, "Tig told me about how you've been working extra shifts so that he can spend time with Zoe, told me how ever since he found out about her, you've been helping him get to know her. I shouldn't have said that I thought you were trying to replace Tig, you're not that kind of guy and I never should have thought it. I'm sorry."

Juice nodded in acceptance, "No chick flick moments dude, we're cool. But Mia's still pretty pissed at you, and your mom."

"Yeah, Gemma can have that affect on people," Jax smiled, "So she's really pissed at me huh?"

"I would not want to be on her bad side," Juice replied, "She used some pretty graphic language when she talked about you."

"Shit," Jax shook his head and moved over to his bike, "Alright then man let's go."

"Go. Go where?" Juice asked confused.

"Well she's your girl right?" at Juice's nod he continued, "Mean's she's going to be around for a while, I can't have her stay mad at me, besides, I heard Happy and Tig both got cut off from the bakery, that's not happening to me. I love sugar. Let's go man."

Mia was in her backyard laying on the grass, Harp and Link were with her, all three of them more than a little tipsy. Zoe was fast asleep and wouldn't wake up until seven the next morning, so Mia felt like it was ok to indulge a little, especially when she knew that Juice would be home any minute. At least, she hoped that he'd be home, she'd gotten a little angry at him, and had maybe threatened to cut him off from the good stuff. Once she'd calmed down and realised that he hadn't actually done anything wrong she felt a little bad.

Harp collapsed next to her in a fit of giggles, the three were reminiscing about past job and one of their idiot Marks. The 30-year-old was a giggly drunk, all the time, Link on the other hand, was super chill when she was drunk, it was like she didn't have a care in the world. Mia was a flirt when she got drunk, and in that moment, with her friends, out there, staring up at the sky, all she wanted was Juice. "He's not coming," she pouted, "I yelled at him and told him he wasn't getting any, and now he's not coming, and I'm sooo horny."

"So call him," Link shrugged, taking another drink, "Apologise, and promise him some kinky sex if he comes back now."

Mia's eyes widened, "That's a great idea!" she pulled out her phone, dialled and waited for her man to answer.

"Hey Babe," Juice said.

"Juicy Baby!" she cried, "I'm so sorry I was mean to you." She frowned as she pushed a snickering Harp away from her, "I know it wasn't your fault, come home, please?" she asked.

"Babe are you drunk?" he asked, laughter in his voice.

"What?!" she sat up, "Shut up! No! Okay maybe just little." She laughed, "So will you come home?"

"Babe look behind you." She turned her head and there he was, standing on her back porch with a smile on his face. Snapping his phone shut he walked towards her and she stood up and met him half way. Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him down for a long, deep kiss. "Hi Babe," he grinned, "You feeling better?"

"I'm so sorry Baby, I didn't mean it, do you forgive me?"

"Oh Babe, of course, I know you weren't really mad at me," he pulled her in close and kissed her again, "Now promise me you won't get mad at me now."

"What?" she asked confused, pulling away from him, "What do you mean? Why would I be mad?"

He turned them a little so she could see the back door to the house, and she saw Jax walk through it, "Hey Juice man, wait up!" he called.

"What is he doing here?" she frowned, she was still pissed at both Tellers and really didn't want either of them around her.

"He wants to apologise," he said.

"To who, to me? I'm not the one who he was talking shit to."

"No but you were the one he was talking shit about, and I know you're still pissed at him. Besides he said sorry to me."

"Really?" she asked sceptically, "What did you say?"

Juice shrugged, "No chick flick moments."

"Did you just quote Dean Winchester to me?" and Juice smirked, "That. Is such. A turn on." She pulled him back down to her, only to hear giggling coming from behind her.

Juice pulled away and looked at the two women who were lying in the grass staring up at them, "Link?" he asked, "And who's you other friend?"

Mia took his hand, momentarily distracted and dragged him over to the two women, "This is Harp," she works at Leverage with us, she uh is our…Public Relations expert."

Harp laughed at that, Public Relations, she was the company's West Coast Hitter, she was the violent one, the one made sure that none of them got hurt while on a job, the one that protected them and the best the company could come up with for her cover was Public Relations. She held out her hand to him and he shook it, "Nice to meet you."

"I'm Juice."

"Ah, you must be Mia's new beau," she grinned and held out her bottle to him, "drink?" He held out his own beer bottle he'd grabbed from the fridge, indicating that he'd already had one. "Link said you were hot."

"Harp!" Mia exclaimed.

Harp looked Juice up and down with a smirk before turning her gaze to her younger friend, "Hey you agreed! You said he was 'superhot'! Well done," her eyes slid over to the other biker that had followed Juice out, "and who is this fine specimen of a man?"

Mia palmed her face, "Really Harp?"

Harp shrugged, "What? He's cute."

Jax smirked and held out his hand to her, "Hey there Darlin' Jax Teller at your service." Jax was perfectly charming, but his gaze was drawn to the red-head on the ground, who was ignoring him in favour of the stars that were just starting to come out. She was beautiful and just like Mia, it looked like she didn't give a fuck who he was.

"Hey Mia, could I talk to you?" Jax asked, "In private?"

Mia looked over at Juice, who nodded encouragingly at her, "Fine," she motioned him over to the house, "Come on."

As the two walked off Juice joined the two women on the grass, he leant back on one hand and took a sip of his beer, "You're okay with the two of them going off like that?" Link asked, "Alone?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Juice asked.

"Well he's pretty hot," Link shrugged.

"I'm not worried," Juice said, "She's turned him down twice, I trust her, and Jax tries anything, she'll punch him in the dick."

The women laughed at that, "She definitely would," Harp said.

"So, she said I was superhot?"

Mia stood in her kitchen, opposite Jax, "So talk," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Look Darlin'" she glared at him, "Mia, I just wanted to apologise, I know you and Juice talked about what I said, what my mom said. I'm sorry, you and Juice and Tig, it's not affecting the Club, which means it's none of my business. I never should have said anything to him, and my Mom never should have said anything to you."

"I don't need you to apologise for your Mom."

"Well she's not going to apologise to you. Look I don't know what she said to you, but whatever it was, Clay was pissed. I caught the tail end of their fight a couple nights ago."

"Fine, you're sorry, whatever, we're cool." She moved to walk away, but Jax stopped her with a hand on her arm.

"Wait, look you're Juice's girl, I've known him a long time, but I've never seen him like this with someone, my brother cares about you, a lot, so I don't want this to be an issue between us."

Mia nodded, she wasn't a fan of Jax, he took his mother's word as gospel and the way he came at Juice the day of the party, it wasn't fair, and it wasn't right, but she could see he was trying to make it right, and she knew that Juice wanted his brother back. Jax was his sponsor, and she knew that Juice loved him for bringing him into the Club. So, for her man, she'd let it go, just this once. "Ok, you're forgiven," she leant towards him for a moment, "but your Mom comes at me again like that, I'll rip out her trashy blonde highlights. Grab a beer from the fridge, you can stay if you want."

She walked away from him and Jax shook his head in exasperation, "Shit Gemma," he whispered to himself, "please don't piss this girl off anymore." He followed her and joined everyone outside.

Friday afternoon, Zoe had finished Day Care and was playing in the back office of the bakery, Mia was just finishing up her shift when the bell rang, and in walked the last two people on Earth she wanted to see. Ava's parents, Zoe's grandparents, the Sutherlands, she didn't know what they wanted but she wanted them out before Zoe heard their voices and realised who they were. There were a couple of customers in the shop, and you could tell that they were all curious about what was going to happen. By this time, just about everybody in town knew that Mia had taken the Sutherlands' grandchild, but they didn't know who she was to them, or why. All the heard were rumours and despite not being able to keep a secret between them in SAMCRO, the guys wouldn't say a word to any outsiders about it. The Croweaters didn't know much either, all they could give people was speculation. So, a chance to be able to see what was going on between the Sutherlands and their new arch enemy (that was a little dramatic but it's what people were calling Mia) was something that they weren't going to miss out on. So, all of a sudden, her customers became incredibly indecisive, drawing out their time in the bakery, hoping to get a little something that they could add to the rumour mill.

Turning to the man that was starting his shift, she whispered to him, "Do me a favour, call TM, ask for one of the guys and tell them who just showed up here." When he nodded, she turned back to the two new entrants "What do you two want?"

"Well we're in a bakery," Claire Sutherland sniffed, "one would assume that we'd like some baked goods."

"I've been open a month, you two haven't been here before, so it would stand to reason, you're not here for a muffin. Especially when there's that high end little bakery in your part of town. So, I'll say it again, what do you want?" She moved to the front of the counter, ready to block them should they try to get past her to her niece.

"We would like to see our granddaughter." Claire said, as though it was a perfectly reasonable request, and for anyone else it might be, but they'd neglected their granddaughter, knowingly left her in an unsafe environment and Mia wasn't about to let them anywhere near her.

"Oh," Mia said, as though she found that fine, "Well then, No."

"Excuse me young lady she is our family!" Mark Sutherland exclaimed angrily.

"Yeah, well she's my blood. And I say you're not seeing my kid."

"She is not your child," Claire hissed.

Mia shrugged, "According to the state of California she is, and that's really all that matters."

"Yes well, she won't be for long," Mark arrogantly stated.

"Ah yes, the custody battle that you think that you can drag me into, tell me, have you managed to dig up any dirt on me yet?" she taunted, "Or are you still clutching at straws? Still trying to find something terrible on me that will make the courts think that you'd be better parents than I am."

"You are not a parent! You have no idea what it means to raise a child! None! You don't know the work you have to put in to raising your child right!"

"Well clearly neither do you." Mia replied, crossing her arms and cocking her hip to one side, "After all, I'm not the one with a junkie daughter that OD'd while her kid was at home."

"How dare you!"

"How dare I?! How dare you! How dare you leave Zoe with an abusive junkie whore!"

"OUR DAUGHTER WAS NOT ABUSIVE!" Claire screamed, causing Zoe to hear her and step out of the office, wondering what was going on, she made her way to the front of the shop and gasped when she saw her grandparents, hiding behind the door she clutched at the stuffed giraffe Tig had bought her and tried not to cry.

"Not abusive? Not abusive!" Mia said incredulously, "She locked Zoe in a closet, she hit Zoe, threatened to beat her if she didn't do as she was told, she kept Zoe barely clothed, and barely fed, and you say she wasn't abusive. I think you're forgetting that I know exactly what living in a place like that can do to a kid, but then again, you must have wanted to forget that you paid a junkie whore to keep my sister for yourselves!"

Claire gasped, no one in town knew that Ava was adopted, they'd done everything they could to keep it a secret, it hadn't been all that difficult, when Claire had found out that she couldn't have children, she had reacted by spending as much time away from Charming as possible, when she came back with a child, no one questioned it, Ava had looked enough like both she and her husband that everyone had assumed that she'd had the child while on holiday somewhere and had spent the past few years navigating immigration to get her child to be a legal citizen. Neither she nor Mark had said otherwise and when any questions came up they'd let everyone believe that that was the truth.

The customers in the shop felt their jaws drop, what they were hearing was gossip gold! Ava Sutherland, abusive, Mark and Claire Sutherland, paying for a child! Whoever Mia was, she certainly brought a lot of drama with her.

As Mia and the Sutherlands continued arguing, the door to the bakery opened again, this time Chibs and the Prospect walked inside. "Well what's goin' on here then?" he asked, interrupting the fight.

Mia sighed in relief as they walked over to her, giving Chibs a hug; she whispered to him, "Go into the back, grab Zoe and take her to TM please," she slid the key to the back into the pocket of his mechanic overalls, "Go out the back. Thanks."

Chibs nodded and motioned for the Prospect to follow him, they walked through the doors to the back rooms and found Zoe curled up in a ball but the door, crying her eyes out. "Oh Lass," Chibs said kindly, picking her up and tossing the keys to the back to the Prospect, "Don't cry Sweetheart, Uncle Chibs is right here to look after ya."

"They wanna take me away!" she cried into his shoulder, as he carried her out of the building, "Don't let them take me away! Please Uncle Chibs!"

"Oh Princess," he climbed into the tow truck that he and the Prospect had bought, the kid was going to drive so that he could take care of the little girl, "Your Auntie Mia would never let that happen. She loves ya Baby Girl, and so does your Da'. You're not going anywhere Lass," he stroked her hair trying to sooth her but nothing was working, he hoped that Tig or Juice was back from their jobs for Club, the little girl needed one of them and fast, she was becoming hysterical.

Back in the shop Mia was seething, these were terrible people and they thought that they could just take Zoe from her? She would die before she let that happen. "Get out." She said, her voice had an unnatural calm to it, she wanted to kill them, and at this point she didn't care how many people saw.

"How dare yo-"

The male employee in the shop decided to cut in, he'd never seen Mia so angry before, "Ma-am, we reserve the right to refuse service to anyone we feel is causing a problem. You are causing a problem."

"Why you little- stay out of this! It's not any of your business!" Claire exclaimed.

"HEY!" a voice yelled from behind them, with all the commotion, no one had heard the motorcycle pull up, or the door open, it was Clay, "The lady said get out, and I suggest you do, this shop is protected by SAMCRO." The Club President crossed his arms and stared down at the two rich arseholes. When they didn't move, he spoke again, "Don't make me ask you twice, she asked you to leave, which means you're now trespassing on private property, and I am well within my rights to physically throw you out. Your choice."

Mark Sutherland huffed, he wouldn't show it, but Clay Morrow scared him, turning to glare at Mia, he put his hand on his wife's arm and ushered her out, "We'll see you in court," he sneered and then left as Clay shot him a dark glare.

Sighing Mia turned to the man behind the counter, "Jack, when your shift's over close up, I don't feel like coming back tonight."

Her employee, Jack, nodded, "No problem Mia."

"If they come back," she started.

"I'll call the cops, let Charming PD handle it."

"Thanks Jack," she said before turning to Clay, "Clay, how can I help you?"

Clay took one look at her and shook his head, her hands were shaking and he could tell that she was still trying hard not to lose her shit, "Let's talk in the back." He put a hand on her back and guided her to her office.

"Where's the kid?" he asked looking around.

"Chibs and the Prospect came and picked her up, you didn't send them? I had Jack call TM to get someone."

Clay shook his head, "I was in a meeting, I came by to talk to you."

"About what?" she asked, knowing that there was really only one thing that he could possibly be there for.

"Gemma," he said and she nodded.

"Look Clay, you don't have say anything, Jax already apologised on behalf of his mom, and I know you spoke to her. But she's an Old Lady and I'm Juice's girl, if we have a problem with one another it shouldn't spill over and affect the Club, I'm sorry about that."

Clay nodded in acceptance, Mia may not have been an Old Lady, but she was definitely acting like one, and he appreciated the fact that she understood Club politics; it was always a pain in the arse when some new gash started shit that interfered with the way the Club ran.

"Still, what Gemma said, it wasn't her business."

Mia shrugged, Clay was being very reasonable, and she didn't want to rock the boat for Juice, so she wouldn't make a big deal out of it…well not too big of a deal at least. "It's okay Clay, she wants to protect her family, I get that. As long as she's civil to me, I'll be civil to her, I don't want to cause you guys any problems. So, I'll let it go, as long she backs off."

That's all he could ask for from her, she was being much more reasonable than Juice had led him to believe, but then again, it was clear that she cared about Juice and didn't want anything she did to blow back on him. He knew Gemma would hate it, but Mia would make one hell of an Old Lady, especially for Juice. "Alright." Clay agreed, "Just wanted to clear the air."

"Consider it cleared."

"You headed over to TM now?" he asked.

"Yeah," she nodded, "I should check on Zoe, she's probably upset, shit got a little loud, she probably heard some of that."

"The grandparents, they ever come here before?"

"No, today was the first time. I'm guessing they're getting frustrated that they can't find anything on me to use in court."

"Okay, look you did the right thing, calling the garage, Zoe is a part of SAMCRO and we take care of our own. They bother you again you let me know okay?"

"You got it Clay," she conceded, but she wasn't going to run to him with her family problems, she didn't like being in anyone's debt, and as nice as Clay was being to her, she had the feeling that he would eventually use it against her. She grabbed her bag from under her desk in the office and stood, "I should go, Zoe probably needs me. I'll see you at the Clubhouse, unless there was something else you needed?"

"No Sweetheart, we're good, I'll see you later."

By the time they got to the garage Zoe was sobbing uncontrollably, just as Chibs was getting out of the tow truck, Tig pulled into the lot. He sighed in relief, he may have had his own child, but he knew that Zoe needed either her Da', her Aunt, or Juice, she needed to be reassured that she was safe with them.

The second Tig saw them, he rushed over to them, "Zoe? Baby Girl what's wrong?" He asked frantically.

When she heard his voice she jumped at him, "Daddy!" she cried.

"What the hell happened?" He asked Chibs, rocking his baby girl in his arms, when the Scot told him what had happened he was in shock, he never thought that Zoe's grandparents would ever have the balls to step to Mia like that, and in public. But they had, and now Zoe was terrified it meant that she was going away. He couldn't let her think that, he couldn't let her believe that anyone could take her away from him. Dawn and Fawn were gone, as far as they were concerned he was nothing but an ATM, but Zoe, she was a fucking ray of sunshine. When she was happy, she lit up the whole room, everyone loved her, and the fact that her grandparents had taken away her smile killed him. "Come on Princess, let's go lie down, no one's taking you from me." He would kill them for upsetting his little girl.

Hope you enjoyed it, please review! Next, one of SAMCRO's famous Friday night parties.