A/N: Happy Monday! So sorry it's been so long between updates. I'm a terrible person. I'm trying to wrap up all the loose ends as this story only has a few more chapters left. However, the good news is I'm playing around with the idea of writing a sequel involving the Mayans and Galindo calling in his favors to Lily. What do you guys think? Would you read it? It probably wouldn't have any of the Sons in it.

*Trigger Warning* There is mentions of rape towards the end of the chapter.

The time had come. They filled into the chapel. It was getting close to when they were suppose to finalize their plans with Galindo over the phone. Lily was one of the last ones to enter, but she stopped in her tracks when she saw Clay sitting at the table. Jax must have asked him and Piney to sit in.

No one noticed her hesitate as they were all getting situated except for Kozik. "Hey," he said, coming up beside her. "Come on. Let's sit down. We'll deal with that later."

She reluctantly let him lead her to the two empty chairs along the wall. The room was packed not only with SAMCRO, but all of Tacoma as well. She could feel Happy's eyes on her as she sat down next to Kozik. When she Lily finally looked in Happy's direction, he winked at her and then quickly looked to Jax.

Jax, of course, sat at the head of the table with the gavel in front of him. Chibs and Happy sat in their respective spots on either side of Jax. The rest of SAMCRO sat around the table. Their chairs squished together to make room for Clay and Piney.

Jax's phone sat in front of him next to the gavel as they waited for Galindo to call. Everyone was quiet; so when Lily's phone started ringing, everyone looked to her.

"You're suppose to leave that outside," Clay said. "Rules are rules."

"And you just follow all the rules, don't you?" She pulled her phone out of her pocket. "It's Galindo," she said, once she read the number on the screen.

"He was suppose to call my phone," Jax said, confused.

She shrugged and then brought the phone to her ear. "Miguel."

"Lily, is everyone there?" he asked.

"Here and ready." She took the phone away from her ear and put it on speaker. "You're on speaker, Miguel," she said, before setting the phone down in the middle of the table. She took her seat next to Kozik again.

"Thank you all for coming," Miguel started.

Lily zoned out. She knew the plan inside and out. She had put most of it together herself. It wasn't going to be easy, they could do it if they put their minds to it.

Kozik elbowed her, bringing her attention back to the phone call.

"If anything changes, I will try to give you notice," Miguel said, signaling the end of the call.

Jax looked around at every single person in the room. They were all family, and he was leading them to war. "Spend time with your families. Do what you need to," he said. "Be back here by 9 tonight."

Everyone started filing out of the room. Lily waited until the room was empty before she moved from her spot. She grabbed her phone off the table. She mindlessly scrolled through her phone as she walked out of the room.

She wasn't paying attention where she was going and ran into a solid chest. he looked up and her heart jumped out of her chest. Clay looked down at her with his piercing blue eyes.

"I want to thank you for everything you've done to help the club," he said cornering her. "I know you have no reason to help us."

It took everything she had to not roll her eyes. Instead, she stood taller and looked him in the eye. "You're right. I have no reason to help you." She lowered her voice. She had had enough of turning a blind eye. "I know what you've done."

"You don't know what you're talking about, girl," he seethed.

"Oh, I do," she laughed. "I know that you had JT's bike sabotaged, and you had my father killed before he got out of prison."

Clay started for her, but suddenly Happy was blocking her from Clay. It didn't stop Lily though.

"I will make sure SAMCRO puts you in the ground or I will," she promised.

Happy started pushing her away from Clay. "Now, is not the time for this, Love." He forced her to look at him and waited for her to nod in understanding. As much as he wanted Clay to pay, this was not the time or the place for this.

She walked with him out to the garage. Happy sat her down on a stool in front of a bunch of motorcycle parts. He knew she needed to keep her mind off of what just happened.

"1970 shovelhead," Hap said simply. "See if you can put it together because nobody else in this shop can." He left her alone to her thoughts and the old motorcycle.

Lily relaxed in the quietness of the garage. She couldn't believe she had lost it like that. Charming had a way of making her lose control. She ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. She let out a deep breath, and then started working on the engine at her feet.

It was busy work. Something to keep her mind off of everything. She would rather get on her motorcycle until she couldn't hang on anymore, but she hadn't seen her bike since the Horsemen took it.

Putting an old Harley back together would work just as well. While growing up, her and her dad would work on any old motorcycle they could get their hands on. It was what they did in their spare time. It was how Lily was able to put any bike together with her eyes closed.

She had gotten most of the old shovelhead put together. There was just one bolt she couldn't get out.

"Here," Chibs said, coming out of nowhere to help her. He took the wrench from her and tried to loosen the bolt. "I remember coming up to Tacoma for a run, and you were in the garage covered in dirt and grease. By 16, you were a better mechanic than anyone I knew."

"All thanks to my dad," she smiled as she sat on the floor and leaned back against a tool box.

Chibs finally got the bolt out. "Tough little bugger," he muttered as he sat down next to her. He grabbed a nearby rag and wiped his hands clean. He handed it to Lily, who did the same. He watched her wipe her hands clean. She was meticulous about getting all the grease off.

"Has it been hard for you being back in Charming?" he asked, surprising her.

"It hasn't been easy," she said slowly. "It has been a long time and a lot of history."

"Any of that history have to do with what happened between you and Clay in the clubhouse?"

"You heard that?" she asked.

"More like saw it, but yes." He knew that she wouldn't tell him what was going on. So he just moved on to what he really wanted to tell her. "You know, one of the last times I saw you was at your dad's funeral."

"That was the last time I saw anybody from Charming," she said, resting her head on her knees.

He looked at her. "You say that you're not the same person that we used to know, but you're still just as smart and beautiful as you were back then."

She looked at Chibs in surprise. She could sense where this was going. It would explain the way he had been acting. The reason why he had been angry with her when she first showed up.

"Chibs," she started. He quickly looked away. "I am not the same person."

"We all change. You still will do anything for your family. You still care," he said.

"I am not who you think I am," she said, standing up. "I have done things that would make your skin crawl, Chibs. I am not a good person."

He got to his feet. "I am not a good person either, love."

She smiled and shook her head. "I am not somebody you even want to even think about being with. I have done things that would make even Happy look away. I kill people for money."

He stepped towards her. He brushed her hair away from her face. "It doesn't matter," he said. He started to lean in towards her.

Quickly thinking, she dodged him. She put the old motorcycle between her and Chibs. "I can't do this," she said, shaking her head. "You deserve someone better, Phillip." He opened his mouth, but she was gone before he could say anything.

Lily figured it was safe to go back into the clubhouse. She couldn't believe that Chibs had tried to kiss her. Nothing had ever happen between them before. Hell, he was almost old enough to be her dad, but so was Happy... So it's not like that mattered.

The clubhouse was quiet. Everyone was relishing their time with each other before going to face the Horsemen. Some of them were seeking comforts from the croweaters. Families were playing games again. They were trying to make the best memories possible as it could be their last.

She spotted Jax in the kitchen trying to wrangle his boys. He had a sleeping Thomas in his arms while he tried to get Abel out from underneath the table.

Lily crossed the room to him. "Here," she said, holding out her hands to take Thomas. "Let me help you." She could see that he didn't want to give up, but it also looked like he had been at it for awhile. He reluctantly handed Thomas over to her.

"Thanks," he said, before pulling Abel out from underneath the table. He put Abel on his hip. He held out his other arm to take Thomas back.

"I got him," Lily said, holding Thomas close to her chest. "I'll help you get them down."

They went back to Jax's dorm room. She rocked Thomas gently as she watched Jax be a dad. She had yet to fully see this side of him, and it was different. He was a whole different person. Then she realized that it was different for him now. He was doing this alone. He had become a single parent and now had to do the job of two people.

Once both boys were asleep, Jax took Thomas from Lily. He put him down and left the room with Lily.

"You're really good with them," she observed as they walked down the hallway. "I never would have thought that the Jax I knew would be like that."

"The same goes to you," he smiled. "You're a natural."

She grabbed two beers off the bar and held them up to him question. He nodded and lead her outside to the tables.

"I was terrified when I found out I was going to be a dad," he told her. "I thought about running," he said, pointedly.

She glared at him. "I didn't run. I just avoided," she said, holding the bottle to her lips. "There was a lot reasons why I stayed away." She remembered Happy wanting her to tell them about the scars on her back and how she got them. Maybe he was right. She slowly lifted up the back of her shirt. "This is one of them."

"Jesus Christ," he muttered. His hand went to her back. "What happened to you?"

She traced the label on the bottle. "Short story. I almost died."

"Long story?" He met her eyes.

She licked her lips and looked down at her hands. It really was a long story. "I was 20, and I was still fighting every once in a while. I had beaten three guys pretty badly that night, and I won a fair bit of cash. I was walking to my bike. For some reason, I didn't have my gun on me that night. They came up behind me. I had gotten a few good hit in, but it didn't matter.

"I woke up in an abandoned warehouse with my hands tied above my head. The three guys that I had beaten earlier that night stood before me. They took turns raping me. Then, when that got boring, they took box cutters and carved into my back. At some point, I passed out.

"They left me for dead. Happy had found me by tracing my phone. I was nearly dead. I had been laying in a pool of my own blood for hours. If Hap hadn't found me when he did, I would be dead.

"About a month later, after my physical wounds had mostly healed, Happy brought me back to that warehouse. Nothing has ever been as hard as walking through that door. Happy had found those three men and had strung them up just as they had me. Happy handed me a knife, and simply told me to make them pay.

"It was a lot easier than it should have been. By the time I was finished with them, they didn't have any skin left on their backs. I looked each of them in the eye and stabbed them in the heart.

"I walked out of that warehouse a completely different person. Stronger. Fearless. If I could make it through that and come out whole, I could do anything. So when I say I'm a different person than who you knew, it's true."

Jax was silent as he took in all the information. "Why didn't you want us to know?" he whispered, not looking at her.

"I was already the girl that had lost her family. I didn't want to see more pity when you looked at me once you found out," she explained.

"You were my best friend. My family. How could you not trust me with this?" he snapped.

She chewed on her lip, knowing there wasn't anything she could say that would fix it. "Look, I'm sorry. I dealt with it the best way I could." She stood to leave but stopped. "To be honest, growing up with a bunch of outlaw bikers probably didn't help."

"What was it?" he asked.

"What was what?"

"You said that this was one of the reasons. What was the other?"

She smiled. "If we make it through this, I will tell you anything you want."

He mulled it over and then held out his beer to toast in agreement. She clinked her bottle to his. "I want to know all of your juicy secrets," Jax smirked.

"You'll get to know almost all of it. There's some embarrassing details that I will keep to myself."

"That makes me want to know even more," he laughed.

She looked down to her watch on her wrist. "It's almost time. I have to make the call."

"Yeah, please don't forget to tip off the DEA. Otherwise, our whole plan goes to shit."

She smiled and then went to find somewhere quiet to make the call. Once she did this, there was no going back. They were going to war with the Horsemen.