A/N: Ok ladies I'm back! As promised, here's where you learn about Layla! She's got a sick past. There's your warning. How will Jax react? Will what he learns pull him to her more or push him away? Read on to find out!

He typed in the information and got 3 separate hits. He wrote down the information, of course demanding some sort of payment for getting the info to begin with, and slid the paper over. Anai slid a small envelope with a few grand in it to him. Once he was satisfied, he nodded and both women left his office. They wanted to know exactly where these places were located. With a little trouble, they finally located each one and took pictures so they could study them later on. There was one that really stood out for what the Oly Beteg would want so Anai made notes on it.

Juice called Layla to let her know a "friend" of his had informed him of someone with a "funny" accent stopping by the local hardware store and ordering a shit ton of building supplies. Layla thanked him for the info then relayed what she'd been told to Anai. They nodded to one another before hopping on their bikes and heading to the hardware store. Anai had some pictures she wanted to show the owner to try and figure out who exactly was buying the building supplies. She needed to be sure before they made their next move.

The hardware store owner was quite cooperative... once Anai threated to take a nail gun and nail his nuts to the counter. Layla showed him pictures of several of the members of the Oly Beteg and he finally pointed out which one had been in buying all the materials. The owner would be delivering them to a specified location once all the materials had come in. Another few minutes of threatening the guy and Layla had the address of where he was making the delivery to in her hands. Anai threw the guy about $2000 for his "troubles" and walked outside. Layla was laughing at her tactics but tucked the paper into her saddlebag for safe keeping.

The ladies rode back to the clubhouse to let Clay know what they've uncovered. Layla knew it was worse than what they'd explained to the Sons. As much as she liked them, and even Jax, she wasn't sure if she should divulge all the information she had. She didn't like lying to people she liked, even though not telling ALL the info was not technically lying. She sighed as she got what she needed out of her saddlebags. She slid the folded up papers into her back pocket and held her laptop under her arm close to her body. Juice was on his laptop at the bar doing something for Clay when the ladies approached.

"Hey Anai, can I talk to you?" Jax stated as he seemingly came out of nowhere

"Um, sure." She replied, furrowing her brows

She followed him into church and watched as he shut the door behind him. It made her curious to know why he wanted to speak to her in private. He ran his hand through his longish blond locks and looked kind of nervous. If the VP of a motorcycle club could be nervous.

"Is there something you need?" Anai questioned, trying to not let the annoyance drip through her voice

"What can you tell me about Layla?" He asked

Anai cocked her eyebrow at the boy before her, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything. We know... a lot... about you. But hardly anything about her." He stated, trying to make it seem like the club wanted to know

"Well, she's short at 5'0, has tastes similar to mine..." She started out

"That's not what I mean!" Jax yelled before taking a deep breath, "Is there anything in her past like there is yours?"

"She's no angel. She'll fight if she has to but usually she leaves that to me. She's fiercely loyal much like I am and has no problem defending what she holds dear." Anai sighed before pacing the length of the redwood table, "My uncle took her in when she was really young. She... her step-father..."

"Hey, what's goin on in here?" Clay asked as he entered the room with Tig in tow

"Anai was telling me about Layla's past." Jax retorted

"Go on, what's said in here stays in here." Clay calmly stated

"Her shit-head step dad used to, um, touch her. Make her do things a 6 year old shouldn't have to do. When she was brought to my uncle she was bleeding, from everywhere it seemed, nose, mouth, various lacerations, her...um... girly parts. My uncle threw a fucking fit. He took her in as his own." Anai stated with a shakey breath, "My uncle got her straightened out as best as he could. For a long time she wouldn't let anyone but me near her. It usually takes her a while to trust others outside of our own 'group'. I wouldn't call it skittishness, but she has a hard time trusting people until they prove to her she can trust them."

"Oh my God!" Tig exclaimed

"Son of a bitch!" Jax stated, slamming his fist on the table

"They show up wherever we are every so often. Mostly to mess with her head. She still has nightmares sometimes but she's pretty well got it under control. Until they waltz into her life to fuck with her." Anai finished, running her hands through her long hair, "But like I was telling Jax she's fight if she has to but usually she leaves that to me. She's fiercely loyal much like I am and has no problem defending what she holds dear. When s he trusts you, she'll do whatever is necessary to protect you or help you."

"You're both protected under the Sons. If they dare show up here we'll deal with them." Clay said

"NO! I'll fucking deal with them. I owe it to Layla. There's never been a good 'reason' for me to go after them. They always seem to... I don't know... it's hard to explain." Anai quickly exclaimed, making all the men look at her

"Fair enough. If you need help, should they ever show up, just let me know." Clay finally stated

"There's more to it. He treated her like a fucking animal. He kept her on a collar and chain in one room. He dictated when and what she ate, when she could use the bathroom, when she could bathe. Sometimes he kept her locked up in a closet, chained to the rod. Sometimes he'd chain her to their bed. She always slept on the floor on a rug like she was a fucking dog." Anai said, watching the anger cross the faces of the men before her

"How does someone treat another person like that?" Jax questioned

"I don't know, son." Clay replied, looking to the woman before him

"She has issues, much like I have issues. Whatever you do, do not try and control her. Don't force anything on her, force her to stay somewhere she don't want to be, anything like that. You'll unleash a beast you can't contain." Anai warned

"She doesn't have any problems doing her job right now, though?" Clay asked

Anai nodded her head no while taking a few deep breaths, "What I told you stays in this room. This is information she don't like people to know. She thinks it makes her look weak or unable to do her job. Neither statement is true."

"Understood." Clay stated, getting head nods from the other 2

The foursome headed back out to the club where they all took a few shots of various liquors. Layla was uploading the pictures she'd taken to her laptop where she could study them better. Layla was all about planning and precision. She liked to make sure the plan was well thought out and well executed. She really did think of just about everything. Even now, even though she was uploading pics to study, she was thinking about the best way to drug the Oly Beteg so that the Sons could set them up in the hotel with the underage pussy to get them busted. It would set them back long enough for Anai to buy up all the land they were trying to get ahold of.

Jax sat at a table and just watched Layla. He had even more appreciation for her now. Not just because she'd 'survived' what her mother & step-father put her through. If Anai hadn't told him he never would have guess she'd been through anything like that. Most of the crow eaters would be crying all the time and whining about what poor daddy did to them and all that bullshit. Layla held her head up high and did her job the best she could. She was busy doing something he was sure was productive in some way. He still thought it was cute how she was so buried in her laptop that she managed to drown out everything around her. Clay was in a corner talking with Gemma, Anai was at the bar talking with Tig & Happy.