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"What about Eliza?" Rachel asked her husband as they laid in bed.

"Mmh," David mumbled in distaste. "No."

"Well, what's your suggestion?" Rachel smirked.

"Ruth," David smiled.

"Ruth?" she questioned. "Am I giving birth to a senior citizen?"

David chuckled at his wife's comment.

"How about Alyssa?" David offered.

"Alyssa," Rachel paused. "I like it—Alyssa Rose Hale."

He shifted to wrap his arm around her tighter.

"It's beautiful," he briefly pictured himself holding a little bundle wrapped in a soft pink blanket. "Now, what if it's a boy?"

"Mason David Hale."

David's heart fluttered once he heard what his wife had said. The thought of her wanting to use his name as their son's middle name just blew him away.

"You're gonna name him after me?"

Rachel smiled as she rested her hand on her husband's chest.

"Well, you did help make him," she chuckled. "Why wouldn't I name him after you?"

Rachel's eyes shifted as she copied the information from the folder in front of her and typed it on her computer.

She sighed as the shrill ringing of her office phone blared through the room. She swore the phone had rang constantly since she had come in. She debated just taking it off the line.

"Charming Courthouse—Rachel Hale's office," she gritted her teeth as she spoke into the phone. "What can I do for you?"

"Hey," she recognized her husband's voice. "Can you come down to the office?"

"For what?" she asked. She didn't really have time—paperwork seemed to be piling onto her desk faster than she knew what to do with it.

Rachel made her way past the desks and headed for her husband's office.

"Can I help you?" a tall, lean woman approached her with her eyebrow raised. Rachel couldn't help but feel as though there was a cockiness in the woman's voice.

"I'm here to speak with my husband," Rachel offered a fake smile. This woman just seemed to rub her the wrong way. "I think I'll be fine."

"And who is your husband?" the older woman continued to question.

"Deputy Sheriff David Hale," Rachel's fake smile seemed heavier—it was beginning to droop.

"Oh," The tall woman smiled down at her. "He didn't mention you."

"He didn't mention you either," the brunette snapped back.

"I'm Agent June Stahl—ATF," the tall woman seemed entertained by causing the young woman trouble. "Pleasure meeting you."

Rachel nodded her head but didn't dare offer a "you too".

She hastily made her way into her husband's office and slammed the door behind her.

"Who the hell is that bitch?"

David's eyes met his wife's piercing green ones.

"ATF," He answered simply. "She just came in today."

"What's she here for?" Rachel sat down in the chair across from her husband.

"What do you think?" David's question was rhetorical. "Samcro."

She said nothing as the words sank in. In all her years in Charming, she couldn't remember ATF coming there to deal with the club.

"Why did you call me?" she asked.

"I thought you'd be interested in an assault case we dealt with this morning" David stood from behind his desk.

Gemma looked up as she heard the clanking of the jail door. She was expecting to see Unser, or even her husband.

"Hey," Rachel said as she approached the cell.

"If it isn't Mary Poppins," Gemma sighed. "Come here to teach me right from wrong?"

Rachel did her best to ignore Gemma's remark. She knew the woman was hurting.

"No," The younger woman answered honestly. "What you did was pretty cool. I heard you nailed her good."

She used the same words Gemma had used when Rachel had helped them find the rapist.

"What?"

Gemma hadn't expected Rachel's reply.

"If I was cheated on, I would want to assault someone too," she moved to sit on the cold, hard ground. "But, I wouldn't be brave enough to do it though."

Gemma smirked, but continued to look down at the seam on her jeans.

"Sweetheart, you'd be surprised the damage you could do."

The women sat together in silence.

"I remember when Jax first told me about you," Gemma stated. "It was right after he met you at that piece of shit grocery store. I'd never heard him talk about a girl like that—at least not until they'd put out anyway. At first, I was glad he wasn't talking about Tara. But, that damn boy would not shut up about you."

-3/12/1997-

Rachel leaned against the register as she popped her gum. She glared at the clock, hoping that if she stared long enough, it would somehow speed up. She hadn't had a customer even walk in the store for over forty-five minutes.

She tore off some register tape and began doodling flowers and hearts as she waited for her boss to come to the front of the store and tell her to go home.

She practically groaned out loud when she heard the sound of the automatic doors opening. Of course, someone would have to come in right before the store closed. She bet they'd want to get a cart full of groceries as well.

As she looked up, she saw a group of bikers walking in. She had never seen them come in here before, but she knew who they were—Sons of Anarchy. Everyone knew who they were.

She watched as they made their way to the back of the store. Once they were out of sight, she glanced up at the clock again before standing on her tip-toes in hopes of being able to see if the closing manager was sitting in the office.

As the bikers returned, they were all carrying an armload of alcohol. One by one, they paid for their booze, and filed outside the store.

"Hey darlin', long night?" the last biker asked. Rachel couldn't help but blush. He was attractive, blonde, and he barely looked older than her.

"You could say that," the young brunette stated meekly.

"You ain't all alone here are you?" the blonde biker asked. "You're awful cute. I'm sure men hassle you all the time."

"My manager is around here somewhere," her cheeks grew even darker as she scanned his groceries. "That'll be $22.73, please."

Jax took a wad of cash out of his pocket and began counting. He slowly forked over $23.

"What's your name, darlin'?"

Rachel grabbed his few cents of change and dropped it into his hand.

"Rachel," she answered as she snatched his receipt from the printer and began writing on it. "What's yours?"

"Jax."

"Well," she handed him the receipt. "I hope you have a good night, Jax."

Rachel's heart began to race as he rushed out the door. She suddenly regretted writing her number on his receipt. She had never been so bold before.

As Jax joined his club members, Tig began to make cracks.

"What took you so long?" He asked. "Oh, right. It was that fine piece of jailbait in there. I knew lover-boy would be all over that."

Jax smirked as the men laughed.

As he swung his leg over his bike, he reached in his pocket and pulled out the paper she had given him. When he saw the 10 digits written on the bottom of the printed side of the paper, he couldn't help but feel smug.

He knew it wouldn't be long before he was dialing her number.

-2008-

"How's that junkie mother of yours doing?" Gemma's harsh comment snapped Rachel back into reality. She glared at the woman through the bars.

"I haven't heard from her in almost ten years, Gemma." Rachel sighed. She hated when people asked about her mother.

"I despise that bitch," Gemma grumbled. "Choosing crank over her own daughter—making her poor parents raise a baby… They were barely healthy enough to even care for themselves."

"My grandparents did a great job raising me."

Rachel's strict tone silenced Gemma. The older woman knew Rachel's grandparents did the best they could.

"I'm not saying they didn't, sweetheart," Gemma felt a pang of guilt for her harsh words. "I'm just saying a real mother would never abandon their kid."

"Is this about my mother? Or Wendy?" Rachel questioned.

"Both," Gemma crossed her arms.

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This chapter is a bit of a filler... But things are going to start getting serious next chapter.

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