This is my fanfiction story. All rights belong to Kurt Sutter and FX. I am just borrowing the Sons of Anarchy characters. Reba is my OC as is Kaylee. I also give rights to the CW and the creators of iZombie for their known characters. This is a work of Fiction. Story rated m for rape situations and abuse. May include lemons in later chapters. Please Read and Review. This is my first story and I would appreciate any critique you have.

THIS CHAPTER MIGHT TRIGGER PEOPLE. I JUST WANT TO MAKE THAT CLEAR. THIS CHAPTER IS HEAVILY RATED M.

Chapter 48: My Precious (Major POV)

I had just ended my conversation with Clay and I got back to making arrangements for me and my daughter to go kidnap Reba and my grandchildren. Turning to my daughter I say, "Are you equipped enough to take care of the children while they are young? I don't want to go through it again. Two of my three kids ended up horribly and I even had a hand in raising Reba for a while."

Looking at me lovingly she says, "Of course daddy. I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm glad you raised me. I wouldn't want to turn out like them."

I slapped her across her face as I said, "Don't talk down on them like that. They are still your siblings despite their shortcomings. The only reason you turned out perfect is no one else raised you. Just me because your whore mother couldn't even survive birthing you. Let's hope Reba survives. I miss having her around. She's a lovely toy to play with." Glancing at my daughter holding her cheek I place my hand over her throat and say, "Would you like me to play with you like I would her?"

She removes her hand from her cheek and looks at me with pleading eyes as she strains to say, "Yes, Father. I would. Shall I go wait on you?"

Letting go of her throat I say, "Yes Daughter. Go lie on the bed and wait for me. Tie your feet together and use the long rope to hook them to the roof. I'll be there in a few to finish tying you down."

She rushes off to do what I tell her as my phone buzzes with a text message. I look down and notice I've got a text from Clay. I quickly reply and he tells me about how long Reba's going to be in Ireland. I hold off on booking my flights and go to please my child.

She whimpers throughout her punishment and keeps trying to fight against her restraints. We quickly finish up and she nestles against me and draws circles on my abdomen as she says, "That was the best yet, daddy. I'm glad you can use me like you do."

I feel a tear hit my chest and I ask, "What's wrong daughter?" She quickly shakes her head and I tell her, "If you don't tell me, I'll be forced to punish you again. This time it won't be enjoyable. Now what's wrong?"

She sighs and says, "It's just, when Reba is back, will you still use me, or will you discard me?"

I lean over and kiss her head as I say, "Oh daughter, you'll always be the one I use first. You can even help me use your sister. She's going to need lots of training since it's been so long for her. Don't you ever doubt my love for you. I will always need and want you. We might even include her in our fun. But I would never pleasure you the way I do if I didn't love you. And you do get pleasured don't you?"

She quickly nods her head and climbs atop me as she says, "Now let me pleasure you, Father as thanks."

Five weeks had passed when Clay called me again. I answered the phone and said, "Did you finally get the address?"

Clay said over the line, "Yeah I got it. They are arriving in Belfast tomorrow though. Do you still want the address?"

I shake my head at no one in particular and say, "No. It's fine. I better be the first person you call whenever she goes into labor though."

Clay says, "Of course you'll be the first person I'll call."

More weeks passed by and finally we reached 14 weeks since the first call I'd gotten from Clay. My phone rings and I looked at my daughter and she gave me an evil smirk as I answered the phone. "Is it time?"

Clay tells me, "Yeah, it's time. She's just gone into labor. She made it two weeks past her goal of 32. There's no telling how long the labor will be. I'll meet you in Belfast with Unser in tow."

I quickly interrupt him and say, "No, no. Bring everyone you trust. This is ending with her and those twins in my grasp. I need all the manpower I can get. I'll compensate you financially once I have the three of them back home. Deal?"

Clay quickly assures me, "Deal. We'll see you there."

My daughter kisses me quickly and asks, "Daddy do we have time for more fun first?"

I nod my head at her and say, "Go lay out on the bed. I'll book our flights and join you. We may be able to get one session in on the flight, but after that it's not going to be until we get them all home."

She leaves the room and I hear her start undressing as I click purchase on our flights. I make sure to book first class so we can at least have a divider. Maybe we'll even be able to have more than one session on the plane. If all goes well, I'll have my first daughter and my grandchildren home with me within a week. I couldn't wait to start having fun with Reba again. I really had missed it. Too bad Liv wouldn't be around to witness it. I closed up my computer and moved to the bedroom and teased my daughter for the rest of the night. She whimpered and moaned and cried and finally fell asleep still tied down. It was going to be a good time when we were all together again.

The next morning my daughter and I loaded up onto our flights pretty early. I was ready to see my darling Reba and my son, Chibs. I had decided I was going to take him too. I'd find some use out of him.

When we landed in Belfast I immediately met up with Clay who introduced me to everyone. They all nodded and Unser looked excited to meet me for the first time and shook my hand. I nodded my head at him and then asked Clay, "So do we have a ride to this SAMBEL clubhouse?"

Clay nodded his head and said, "Yeah we do. I've ordered us several Ubers to take us. They should all be waiting out front." I nodded my head and let Clay lead the way to the front doors. I climbed into the first car and Clay drove us to this Clubhouse. When we pulled up, I noticed a lot of people waiting for us. I spotted Reba fairly quickly, but noticed she definitely was not pregnant anymore. She looked like she hadn't been for several weeks. Something had gone horribly wrong along the way.