Notes: I do not own or claim any of the original characters nor the show of Sons of Anarchy. The only characters that are my own are Jamie and the prospect in another chapter.

I skipped over most of Season 2, now we're into Season 3 and we'll skip over Season 3 for hte most part. I've kind of decided this will be all AU with different events thrown in.

Jamie lost parole when she was in a pretty nasty fight at 7 months in, then lost visitors with another bad fight at 10 months in. Today…today she got out. She had served the full time but now she was free. The sun made her squint as she walked outside into the warmth of the spring and she focused on the bike in front of her. Leaning against it was Jax, causing Jamie to brighten.

"You're home!" She breathed when she jumped into his arms.

"Yeah, we're all home."

"Happy?"

"Home in one piece."

"Abel?"

"Ma's got him back at the clubhouse."

Jamie smiled brightly taking the helmet from Jax.

The ride home was a long one but Jamie was glad to be out of that prison. When they pulled into the lot, all of the bikes gave away an obvious party.

"JAMIE'S HOME!" Juice yelled into the clubhouse. Jamie ran up to meet him, smiling when he picked her up in a hug. He set her down and she ran over to Tig, then Bobby, Chibs picked her up for a long moment. Clay kissed her forehead, Gemma wouldn't let her go and then she saw Happy. He was leaning up against the wall of the clubhouse, waiting for her to finish saying hi to everyone.

"Happy," she smiled, wrapping her legs around his waist when he picked her up. "I missed you…" she breathed, kissing his cheek. "Now. I need you to do me an immediate favor. Finish the work on my reaper, put the color and what not on it. I served my time."

"Let's go."

Jamie was buzzed by the time Happy finished the detail on her side. They cleaned up and Jamie walked out, showing off the finished tattoo.

"Nice ink, kid," Tig smirked, hugging her tightly.

"Thanks, Tiggy." She headed outside away from everyone, needing some peace. Her eyes found Juice in the back of the clubhouse smoking a cigarette. He looked up as she got closer.

"Hey, Homecoming Queen," he smirked, stepping on his butt. "Enjoying it?"

"Hey, smartass, I am. Just glad to be home."

"Me too," he smiled and checked out her reaper.

They sat against the wall, listening to the party.

"Ya know. Being away in Ireland and you being locked away got me thinking. I want you. I want you to be mine, my girl…"

Jamie looked at him, laughing but shook her head slowly. "Juice. I really don't know…I've come around to really like Happy…"

"Really? Cause look up."

Jamie looked up and saw Happy having his way with a girl and it made her sigh. Of course, Happy wasn't a settling down kind of man, it was all bullshit in her head. She turned back to Juice, thinking. "Fucking for now. We'll see where that goes."

Jamie winced as she woke up, head on Juice's chest. They had gotten trashed with everyone else and then ha dgone of by themselves. Parts that shouldn't hurt, did, and Jamie knew they had had some wild sex. Her head was pounding so she had to find something to get rid of it. When she moved, Juice's arms tightened around her so she couldn't get up.

"Juice. I need to get up."

"Mmmhmm."

"Seriously," she giggled a bit, dropping her head back down onto his chest. "I need to pee."

Juice let her up that time and she went to the bathroom. She wound up getting dressed but kissed his chest.

"You gonna get up?"

"Nope," he groaned and rolled over.

Jamie shook her head before heading out into the club. Surprisingly people were awake, moving things, cooking. She plopped herself on a couch, deciding to stay off to the side. It was amazing to watch the boys get things ready or fix things, normally they would be going in and out to fix bikes and cars. Today they had off, so they could bounce around doing other things. Mainly take care of their still drunk and hung over brothers.

"Good mornin'," Jax smirked, sitting beside his sister.

"Morning, Jax,."

"How are you feeling?"

"Hungover," she laughed a bit, resting against him.

"So. Let me see this tattoo," he watched his sister get up to show him the reaper. "Gorgeous. Happy's work?"

"Of course," she sat back down beside him.

"Another question. Juice?"

Jamie sighed and shook her head. "Happy pissed me off last night and I told Juice after he confessed he wanted me that we had to only be fuck buddies for awhile."

Jax stayed quiet for a few minutes, finally saying, "Bean, be careful. We know what happened the last time Hap caught you in bed with Juice."

"I know. I will be."

Juice stumbled out of the hallway with Happy, both of them laughing about something.

"Breakfast!" Bobby hollered, setting burgers, fries, and all of the fixings on the bar.

"More like lunch," Happy frowned.

"Well, it's one o'clock in the afternoon so it's food," Bobby quipped.

Jamie made herself a burger and sat on the pool table, watching everyone quietly.

"Good morning, Sons of Anarchy!" Clay hollered as he walked into the club which caused a lot of groans and snaps from the boys. "Oh. Grumpy." He took a burger and then a seat, turning to look at Jamie. "How's it feel to be home?"

"Like Tig's bouncing bullets off the side of my brain."

"Hey!" Tig looked at her. "I wouldn't be bouncing bullets, I'd be bouncing-"

"Don't say it," Clay looked at him and Tig went back to eating. "Welcome home, Jamie. Welcome back to the table."

"Aye!"

"Here!"

Jamie smiled and sipped at her beer. Fix a headache with more alcohol, that was her trick. Her eyes fell on Juice who was watching her, then to Happy, who was also studying her rather closely. Oh, this was going to be interesting.

A/N: Thank you for reading everyone! Definitely HUGE thank you to each of you who are leaving reviews, favoriting and putting this on alert! It's my first story so I'm excited to see people like it!