"So, you set out to bring down the Sons but you ended up ruining this kid's life?" Sunshine finished flipping through the file before her eyes fell onto the man sitting across from her. "I don't know why you did what you did and yes, I'm fully aware that this kid is actually a grown ass man but you don't understand something. He's got a childlike demeanor, he thrives off of praise and cheer. I figured that out from being around him for five whole minutes."

"Juan Carlos Ortiz is a bad man." Eli Roosevelt sat up straighter, his chocolate eyes on the brunette as she began to flip through another file. "He's just as bad as the rest of the club, he's done just as much bad shit as any of the colder men."

"I don't care." She shrugged her shoulders. "Bad or not, he's still a kid. He's still seeking praise and he's trying not to let anyone down but yet you ran him into the ground for your own entertainment. For your own poisonous motives. I wouldn't have gone after him, nope. I would have put enough pressure on the women and watched the men squirm until they made the mistake. Juan Carlos Ortiz. Juice, he tried to kill himself you say?"

He cleared his throat and nodded. "It was a RICO case, we went with the weakest of the members, the ones that would talk. He talked and he worked with us, it just got to be too much for him and he tried to hang himself."

"Why aren't you protecting him now?" She glanced up at him. "Protective custody? Did you offer him WITSEC in return for him giving some information on the club?"

"He doesn't want to be protected." He shook his head, tapping on the folder. "I try to keep an eye on him but sometimes it's just not possible."

"Goodness." Sunshine closed the folder and set it down. "I need to know something. Are you like the head sheriff? Or is there someone above you?"

"I am the head sheriff." He nodded slowly. "Aren't you a bit too young to be a DA?"

"Yeah." She laughed. "That's why I'm just the assistant district attorney. Duh. I'm rising up the ranks, case by case. Day by day, pissing off the chauvinistic men one a a time. Should've seen the fit my colleague pitched when I landed this job. It was truly amazing to see a grown ass man throw a temper tantrum in our firm. I to this day wish I would've gotten it on video. So, what's your plan with bringing the Sons down and ridding your town of them once and for all?"

"That's where you come in, I think you have the skills to help us out. I've asked around and you do have a solid reputation with bringing down gangs and syndicates. Didn't you recently put a mob boss in prison for life?" He shrugged. "I want to know what you have planned…"

Sunny, studied the man carefully before shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I plan to do what I do best, pick apart the case, find the weaknesses of each person involved." She smirked. "Bring down Tara and Jackson falls. Or he'll simply try to outsmart us, offer some weird deal in exchange for Tara being safe but we cannot make a deal with an outlaw, no matter how good it sounds. He'll screw us all over, believe me, I can tell from a mile away. He's good with words and he'll make you think you're getting the best deal in the world, then when it's all said and done, he's free, she's free and nothing you set out to accomplish happened."

"Firsthand experience?" He chuckled. "Do tell me more."

"I grew up with Jackson for a bit, dated him for a bit. I don't know, I can't personally say how he is now but I'm making assumptions based on who he used to be and a tiger cannot change his stripes. Once a smooth talker, always a smooth talker. I just got so much better at detecting bullshit a mile away." She smiled. "I'm going to offer Juice witsec, you're going to be the middleman though."

"That's going to make it seem like Juice is working with me and cutting a deal." Eli shook his head slowly. "I'm not doing it, I'm not putting him into the line of fire."

"He's already there!" She tapped her nails on the desk. "He's always going to be in the line of fire after what you did. You blew his life up. He was trying to save his club and in the process he got a huge target on his back. You think everything is good for him right now? No matter what he does, they'll never trust him again, he'll always be at their mercy and at their beck and call. They'll decide one day that he's not worth it and Juice will be dead."

"So, I have to reach out and offer him a deal?" He shook his head again. "I can't do that, it's playing with fire. Juice won't take the deal anyway."

She groaned as she rested her elbows on the man's desk and looked at him intently. "So, you're saying he's so far gone that he won't cut a deal to save his life? It's not really a deal though, it's us offering to protect him from his club because from what you told me, he's a dead man walking already. How do you sleep with that guilt on your shoulders? Help me understand this because I'm obviously lost. You made a mess, you haven't cleaned it up… That's having loose ends and I'm not a fan of those at all."

"He doesn't want help from me. I tried to put my guys on him when it first all went south but it doesn't stick." Eli shrugged. "If he doesn't want the protection, I can't force it on him at all."

"So, he's blindly and stupidly loyal to a club that think he's disposable?" She laughed. "Men are so dumb sometimes I swear. I almost, just almost feel bad for Juice but hey, if he's walking happily to his own death, then so be it. Who am I to intervene on his suicide mission? Oh wait, I'm ADA Vellenueva, I can intervene if I please to. We all took the vow to serve and to protect. We would be violating that vow if we didn't do all that we could."

"I look at it like this, do I want to save the life of one or do I want to save the lives of many?" He flashed her a brief smile. "He's a lost soul, even if you save him, put him in protection, he'll find his way back to the club. That's his family. Leave it be. All I can do is watch from a distance and hope he knows when to get out. Do not get me wrong, I want to save the kid but at the same time, I had to separate my feelings. When emotions get involved we are opened up to mistakes and we can't afford to make mistakes in this line of work."

"No emotions." She nodded slowly. "That's my thing. I can remove the emotion from cases and think logically. Most people think a woman shouldn't be a lawyer because we get too emotional and that's not for the courtroom." She stood up and shrugged. "I'll be in touch. Until then, keep an eye on Juice while I go track down some ex cop named Wayne Unser."

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"This is sad." Sunshine sighed, looking at the headstones before shaking her head slowly. "Donna and Opie, both gone. The best people in Charming besides my aunt, they're gone and I didn't even get that final goodbye."

"It was brutal. They didn't deserve it, I'm here though. We used to be friends, best friends, we lived together and learned together." Wendy looked at the brunette. "I guess I have some explaining to do huh?"

"I really don't care." She shook her head again, turning her attention onto the blonde that stood beside her. "I don't care what you did or who you did it with. You're right, we used to be friends but somewhere along the line you up and left in the middle of the night, without so much as a letter or a goodbye. I was worried, I thought something happened to you until my aunt called me and told me she saw you running around Charming."

"I'm sorry that I left without telling you anything." She sighed. "I was going stir crazy, the same thing over and over again. I was losing my mind."

"You went from a clean life and a good path to a life of a junkie, a deadbeat baby daddy and not being able to see your child…" Sunshine shrugged. "Man, that must really be the life to live huh? Maybe I'm missing out on it… Where's the pull of it?"

Wendy shrugged. "I don't know, I was in a bad place and Jax was there and it was convenient at first and then we ended up married and I was so in love with him, nothing else mattered because he told me he loved me too. Then there was a divorce, then it wasn't a divorce and I got pregnant but it still didn't work out so then the divorce was finalized. I lost my son because I was so fucked up and just wanted to chase that high."

"But at least you're getting your shit together now. Maybe, just maybe you'll get to be a part of the kid's life." She sighed as she placed the flowers on Donna's grave. "I wish I got to see her one more time. I loved her, she was the first girl to be nice to me, even if she was best friends with the girl trying to steal my boyfriend. She had loyalty and I loved that so much."

"Did you stay in touch with her at all?" The blonde looked at the headstones before turning at the sound of a lone motorcycle. "I think that's Jackson."

Sunny nodded, turning her body towards the sound of the bike. "I talked to her on occasion, the last time I talked to her, Opie had gotten out of jail." She furrowed her brow. "That's my cue to get out of her. I'll see you around. Later."

"Are you stalking me right now?" Sunshine rolled her eyes as she strolled up the path to her front door, unlocking it and stepping aside. "Come on in Happy. I'll get you a beer or a coffee?"

"I'm not stalking you." Happy shook his head as he walked into the house. "Your address isn't really private. You should really change that. If I can find you, then anyone can find you."

"Well, I'll look into that. Wouldn't wanna die in my sleep." She closed the front door, turning slightly to turn the alarm on before toeing off her black sneakers. "I'm gross, I went for my morning run before I head into the office to push pencils and fill out paperwork. Most of this job is paperwork."

"You haven't been in Charming for a few days, I wanted to check on you." He followed after her and shrugged. "Make sure you were still alive and not dead in a ditch."

She grabbed a beer from the fridge and set it on the island before taking a seat. "Look at you, showing concern for me. So your monster of a president is into murdering women then huh?"

"Didn't say that." He shook his head slowly before taking a pull of his beer. "I'm sure you've pissed people off with cases and shit."

"Just admit that you like me," She smirked at him. "Come on, admit it. You like me and you'd be so sad if something happened to me."

"Maybe." He shrugged his shoulders. "This is why I can't tell you shit because you wanna turn into a girl."

"I am a girl." She laughed. "I get what you're saying though. It's alright, I like me too and I like being alive. I love being able to do what I love each day. I however need to kind of sadly distance myself from Charming and maybe even you for a while. I want nothing to jeopardize my current cases. I have two big ones and the first one can help me with the second one."

"So, let me get this right, I'm hearing you say that I'm a huge distraction for you." He smirked at her before finishing off the beer. "Good to know, I'm gonna go write about this in my diary." He laughed as he stood up. "Don't even worry about it, pretty girl. I can keep my distance so you can keep your job and win your cases. Just don't get in trouble or piss anyone off further."

"I cannot with you." She laughed and shook her head. "Let yourself out. I need to go and shower. I can't go into the office smelling like crap." She moved towards the stairs. "Or stay, I don't care, just don't mess anything up. I like keeping everything neat and organized."

"I think I'll help myself to another beer and stick around." Happy shrugged. "After all, we're friends and nothing says friendship like a friend overstaying their welcome."

"Or you're trying to get a peek at my naked body!" She gasped and shrugged. "Don't be a creeper Happy. I mean, if you want a peek, all you gotta do is ask. That's what friends are for, right? Hmm. Whatever, I'm jumping in the shower, see you in a few."

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"The fact that you're still here, either means you like this house or you like me." Sunshine kicked off her sneakers and dropped a box onto the coffee table. "This is my work, I have to go through all of this to make sure I'm not missing anything for my cases. I cannot afford to mess up, I have a reputation to uphold and a gaggle of men that are waiting for me to fail so they can say a man will do my job better."

"What is it that you actually do?" Happy looked at the brunette. "I fell asleep on the sofa, it's pretty fuckin' comfortable. More comfortable than the poor excuse for a bed at the clubhouse."

"I collect facts and a prosecute based on those facts and intuition." She shook her head slowly as she sat down and opened the box. "You're more than welcome to sleep in the guestroom and not on the sofa. Why are you even staying at the clubhouse? Don't you have a home away from that place?"

"I ain't paying rent on a house I'm never gonna use." He shrugged. "Show me some facts, don't have to be this case."

"Okay, look at these pictures," She laid out a series of pictures and nodded. "This is the nurse that Otto killed, all of that blood, hers. She just went into work that day, thinking nothing out of the ordinary was going to happen. She didn't get to go home to her family or friends, she lost her life because of the carelessness of another woman. It's my job to prove that Tara knew what she was doing when she brought in that crucifix, she knew that it was illegal because she signed paperwork. She also has a strike against her because she neglected to mark down that she was married to a felon, one that happens to be affiliated with the man that killed the nurse. You see where the facts start becoming concrete and you fill in the gaps and missing pieces with common sense. Striving to be a good old lady to her husband, Tara broke character, causing herself a whole lot of trouble in the process. Yes, she got rico out but sadly, she's on the hook for murder."

"How do you just look at it and piece it together like that?" He looked at Sunny. "Tara's smart but I never pegged her as having much sense when it came to Jax."

"Intelligence. The woman is intelligent and don't let the confused looks on her face fuck you up. Let's say you were in jail, I brought you in illegal contraband, say an innocent gift of a nice, new razor because I want you to stay clean shaven." She tapped her nails on the table. "You then turn it into a weapon and I'm now on the hook because there's video of me giving it to you. Would anyone really think I was dumb enough to not know better? Just based on meeting me briefly. I saw Tara, felt her out and I'm calling bullshit on her not knowing she couldn't bring an inmate a gift."

"Never underestimate a pretty face." He nodded slowly. "Go on, tell me more. Shit, maybe if I'm ever in court again, I can use this knowledge to get myself off. No, your honor, I just look smart but I ain't."

Sunny started laughing and covered her face. "I'm not even gonna make a comment on that but yeah, if you have the time, then I'll drop some knowledge on that big ass head of yours."

"I got nothin' but time." Happy smiled at the brunette. "Let's see what college taught you that I don't already know from crime shows."