Disclaimer: I don't own Sons of Anarchy or anything else associated with the franchise. All that beautiful goodness comes from its creators. Thank you

Note: Should have put this in the first chapter that this story spans from season 1 up to the beginning of season 4. Please pay close attention to the dates as they will jump around in time, I made them in bold in hopes they will be easier to notice. Story is rated M for mature themes, language and sexual content.

Note 2: I know that the time line doesn't add up well in the show, so I adhere to my own timeframe to make it work…hopefully

October 1, 2008

David Hale stared up at Agent Kohn as they discussed the effect the Sons of Anarchy had on the town of Charming. Kohn nodded, "People around here go pretty mum when you bring them up."

"They have…." Hale started to say, but stopped when the sounds of someone going woo woo caught his attention. He sat up straight as his desk glancing over to the calendar and grimaced when he noticed the date, "Christ it's the first!"

Kohn watched him with raised eyebrows as Hale jumped to his feet hurrying towards the door to close it. Unfortunately, he was too late in his efforts as little Josie came shuffling around the corner holding a foam cup in her hands. She was marching down the hallway making her presence known, "Woo Woo!"

Hale kept a hold of the door as Josie stomped her way into his office. She stopped just at his feet holding the cup up towards him as she chirped happily, "Offee Davy!"

"Josie!" Clary called walking around the corner and smiling at Hale when she caught sight of him. She made her way down the hall stopping in the door way when she saw Kohn standing in the office, "Oh David I'm sorry I didn't know you had company."

"DAVY!" Josie screeched still holding the cup out to him.

Hale quickly bent down taking the coffee from the little girl, "Sorry, thanks Josie."

Josie patted his leg affectionately before turning and reaching out to her mother. Clary swooped down sweeping her off the ground earning a loud giggle of delight. She looked back at Hale with an apologetic smile, "Candy said you weren't busy."

"I'm not. I was just having a friendly conversation with Mr. Kohn here." Hale gestured to the other man.

At the mention of him the tall grey-haired man stepped forward with his hand held out, "Josh Kohn."

Clary stared him in the eyes for a brief second before shaking his hand, "Clara Winston."

"And this is?" Kohn asked bending down to smile at Josie.

Josie shrunk back against Clary as Kohn approached them. Clary held her tighter trying to comfort her, "My daughter Josie."

"Hi Josie," Kohn continued to smile at her, "How old are you?"

"Two," she answered.

"Were you making police noises earlier?" he asked.

"No," Josie replied looking baffled, "No make that noise."

Kohn laughed, "They don't? What noises do police make?"

"Oink Oink!"

Hale and Kohn both looked at Clary who stood there with wide eyes and a blush forming on her cheeks. Hale chuckled softly, "Probably picked it up from Trager."

"Or Gemma," Clary smiled, "Well we will let you get back to your conversation. Good seeing you David and it was nice to meet you Mr. Kohn."

"Bye Clary," Hale reached out tugging on Josie's curls, "Bye Josie. Thanks for the coffee."

"Bye Davy!" Josie squealed waving at him as Clary walked out of the room heading down the hall.

Hale push the door shut as Kohn fidgeted, "She's a part of the sons, isn't she?"

"Clary is the niece of one of their members and Josie's father is one of them as well." Hale sighed walking back to lean against his desk.

Kohn's face darkened, "Do you think she came here to find out about me for them?"

"No, she stops by here every first of the month to deliver some type of baked good and coffee."

Kohn's tongue clicked, "Buying her way in?"

"She isn't buying anything, she makes the same delivery to the firehouse," Hale set the coffee down on his desk, "While the sons might be a sore spot for this community, the people of Charming adore Clary."

Kohn's head tipped to the side, "What's her story?"

"Clary was a field nurse in the army for four years and now spends her time volunteering at the hospital, nursing home, library and all the schools. Works out of her home for an auctioneering company down in LA, sometimes she has to travel for them. I wouldn't be surprised if she knows everyone's name and all their stories. She really took the time to get to know this town and they love her for it."

Kohn tapped his fist against the bookcase, "Will she mention this conversation to them?"

"If she suspects you're a fed than yeah she will." Hale frowned.

Clary dropped into the seat in front of Eglee's desk and sat her squirming toddler down on the ground. Josie immediately walked around the desk and began tugging at Eglee to be picked up. The blonde police woman smiled and picked her up before sitting her down on her lap. Josie smiled up at her for a second before she started pushing the items on the desk around making a mess.

Both women just chuckled and Clary leaned back in the chair, "What's the deal with the scarecrow in Hale's office?"

"Scarecrow?" Eglee laughed with a raised eyebrow.

"The tall gray-haired man who is speaking with David."

"Oh him," Eglee suddenly looked nervously back to the hallway that led to Hale's office, "I can't really tell you anything about him."

Clary leaned forward, "Come on Candy you know I get nervous about strangers in town especially after what happened to Oswald's daughter last week."

Eglee sighed glancing around making sure no one else was in the room, "He's an ATF agent."

"Is he working on a case?" Clary asked her voice laced with suspicion.

Eglee gave her a pleading look, "Now you know I definitely can't answer that."

"Don't worry about it Candy," Clary glanced over her shoulder making sure the men hadn't left the office before looking back at Eglee, "But there is something about that man that gives me the creeps."

A loud crash next to them made the two women jump and they looked at Josie who had pushed Eglee's phone off the desk, "Ops!"

"Sorry Candy," Clary sighed standing up and taking Josie from her.

"It's okay. She is lucky she's cute," Eglee smiled picking the phone up and placing it back on her desk before glancing back up at Clary. She had known Clary long enough to know if something didn't sit well with her then something probably wasn't right. Looking her in the eye she took a breath, "And I'll let you know if anything out of the ordinary happens with Agent Kohn."

"Thanks, we better get moving. Terry should have the coffee's ready for our fire boys by now," Clary headed for the door pausing for a second to glance back, "We still on for dinner next week?"

"Absolutely! Bye Clary, bye Josie!" Eglee smiled waving at them.

Josie returned the wave, "Bye Eggie!"

Eglee chuckled turning back to look at her desk which was now in a complete disarray, "She is definitely lucky that she's cute."

Josie was humming as Clary strapped her into her car seat. Once she was secured Clary gave her little hands a kiss before closing the door. As she walked around the jeep, she pulled her phone from her pocket and climbed into the driver's seat. Josie was still humming as Clary scrolled through her contacts, hitting the call button when it landed on the name she was looking for. The phone rang four times before it was answered, the sounds of a running motorcycle could be heard in the back ground.

"Hey baby, what's going on?" Tig's voice filtered out.

Clary looked up at the doors of the Police Department, "Charming's got a visitor…"

It was an hour later when Clary strode into the SAMCRO clubhouse with Josie on her hip pausing at the entrance to see the door to church closed meaning they were in session. Josie immediately began pressing her hands against her face as she pointed to the pool table. Clary laughed, "Okay okay."

Walking over to the table she sat Josie down in the center and the little girl immediately began to grab the pool balls pushing them towards the holes. Clary watched with a smile standing protectively next to the table to make sure she didn't crawl to the sides. She hadn't been there long when the prospect came walking into the building.

"Sorry Clary, I didn't know you were here," Half Sack stated with a shaky voice, "Do you want me to get you a cup of coffee?"

Clary smiled at his nervousness and grabbed one of the straps of her bag to open it before pulling a box of tea out, "No coffee, but can you heat some water for one of these."

"No problem," Half Sack smiled taking the box from her.

She watched him skip off to the small kitchen before turning back to see Josie push the last pool ball into the hole. Josie cheered for a second before looking around for the next one, her face growing annoyed at the sight of the barren table. Clary bent down and began pulling the balls out of the table and rolling them back on the top towards her baby girl who squeal in happiness at their return.

A few minutes later Half Sack returned with a mug of tea, "Here you go."

"Thanks Kip." Clary smiled making the boy blush.

Clary turned back to the table sipping her beverage as the door to church swung open and the men began to pile out of the room. She smiled at them as they walked out, her mug of tea tucked safely in her hands.

Juice strode out of the room; his eyes lightning up at the sight of Josie. He approached the pool table his normal goofy smile plastered over his face. The next out of the room was Tig who grinned at the sight of Clary, "Hey baby."

He walked towards her with his normal swagger, his eyes roaming over her body before catching sight of the mug in her hands the tea bag's string hanging over the side broadcasting exactly what she was drinking. He froze, his hand flying up to point at her looking completely horrified, "Are you drinking tea?"

"Yep," Clary answered with a devious smile.

"Shit shit shit," Tig started yelling throwing his hands in the air.

Juice looked over at her with excited eyes and his goofy smile doubling in size, "Really?"

"Shit!" Josie screeched throwing her own arms up to mimic Tig as she watched him walk around the room.

Clary covered her mouth to silence a giggle as Juice turned to glare at Tig, "Dude!"

Tig ignored them all marching over to the bar slamming his hands on the bar top, "Prospect whiskey now."

"Man, it's like eleven in the morning, we still have work to do." Half Sack answered with a roll of his eyes.

"Now!" Tig shouted pointing his finger at the bar top, "Unless you want a bullet between the eyes prospect."

Half Sack sighed grabbing a glass and the whiskey bottle to pour Tig a drink. Meanwhile Jax made his way out of Church eyeing Tig for a second before walking over to Clary who was leaning against the pool table watching Tig in amusement. As he approached Clary, he noticed the mug in her hands and his eyes brightened.

"Are you drinking tea?" Jax asked.

Clary smiled brightly at him, "Yes I am."

Jax laughed in excitement stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her. Clary giggled as he picked her off the ground twirling her around for a second before placing her back down on the ground. She leaned forward resting her face on his chest as he continued to hold her. He glanced down at the top of her head, "Congratulations. Does Ope know?"

"Yes, so do Piney and Gemma." Clary responded looking up at him.

He smirked, "I would say let's celebrate tonight, but Bobby and I are about to head out to Indiana Hills for a couple days."

"That's alright! I'm actually about to head down to Bakersfield to visit Hap's mom. Only here so Juice can see Josie for a bit before we leave."

He nodded, "Well when we both get back, we'll celebrate."

"It's a date!' Clary smiled leaning up and kissing him on the cheek.

Jax grinned giving her a kiss on the forehead before stepping away just as Bobby came walking up. Bobby held his hands out towards her, "I hear congratulations are in order!"

Clary laughed falling into Bobby's arms before she gave him his own kiss to his cheek. He rubbed her back for a second before letting her go as Clay stepped up reaching out for his own hug. Clary smiled leaning up on her toes to hug him, "Congratulations Clary."

"Thanks Clay." Clary smiled stepping away.

"Momma!" Josie's little voice called out from Juice's arm across the room.

Clary laughed, "My work is never done."

"Just wait till you have two do deal with." Clay chuckled earning another laugh from Clary as she walked away.

Jax and Bobby had just made it to their bikes when a familiar black car pulled up. Jax glanced over to Bobby, "Hey I'll catch up."

Bobby nodded climbing onto his bike and heading out of the yard as Tara climbed out of her car. Jax brushed his hair back as he approached her, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah. I was hoping you could help with the Cutlass. It's in pretty bad shape." Tara smiled pressing her hands on the car as she looked at Jax.

"Shit," Jax reached out touching to the top of the car, "This was your dad's right?"

Tara nodded, "It was in the garage under two tons of old newspapers."

"Why don't you bring it back and have Lowell take a look at it." Jax gestured towards the garage.

"Okay thanks," Tara smiled turning towards him, "I was hoping you could give me a lift home?"

Jax's shoulder slumped, "Actually, I'm just heading out for a couple of days."

"Oh, okay." Tara responded for own shoulders slumping.

A sudden shout and the sound of a trash can being kicked over made the pair turn towards the clubhouse to see Tig cursing at anyone who got in his way as he stomped towards the garage. Tara turned to Jax with a raised eyebrow, "Everything alright there?"

"Yeah, he's just worried that he might be a father again."

Tara's head tilted to the side a bit making Jax laugh, "Sorry, Clary just told us she's pregnant and Tig is worried that it's his."

"Right," Tara nodded, "I forgot you said she was involved with two of the guys."

Jax nodded, "Tig and Juice."

"And how does that work exactly?" Tara questioned.

He chuckled, "Clary is a bit of a free spirit who doesn't believe in committed relationships. She splits her time between just the two of them."

"But they sleep around too?"

Jax chuckled again, "Neither of them is in a relationship with her and she doesn't seem to care. But if she's in the mood for one of them, everyone will get out of her way. It's actually kind of funny to see the girls running to avoid her."

Tara was about to respond when out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Gemma's caddy pulling into the lot. Jax followed her line of sight to spot his mother's car, "I have to catch up with Bobby, but my mom or Clary could give you a ride home."

"I'll check with Clary, it would give a chance to get to know her."

Jax nodded pointed to the Clubhouse, "She's inside, just tell her that I sent you."

"Thanks, Jax."

Jax leaned forward delivering a kiss to her cheek, "I'll see around."

Tara smiled watching him walk over to greet Gemma whispering to her before giving her a hug and heading for his bike. She watched as Gemma looked towards her making eye contact as she strode towards her. Gemma looked down at her, "You alright sweetheart?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Just dropping off the car for some repairs. I'm going to go see if Clary can give me a lift home. I'll see you later Gemma." She stated as she started walking towards the clubhouse.

Gemma watched her walked away her eyes glancing over to the Cutlass to see Tara's purse sitting in the driver's seat. She walked towards the car as she shouted, "You forgot your purse."

Tara spun around just as Gemma leaned through the car's window. Gemma grabbed the purse and as she started to pull back out of the window, she caught a glimpse into Tara's bag to see a small hand gun. Pulling herself out of the window she turned back to Tara without any inculcation on her face to what she saw in the purse. Tara took a few steps forward grabbing the bag from her, "Thanks."

"No problem sweetheart." Gemma responded a suspicious look on her face as she watched Tara walk away.

The first thing Tara could hear as she walked into the clubhouse was a child's laughter and she immediately caught sight of one of the members galloping around the room with Josie on his shoulders. She glanced around and noticed Clary sitting at the bar watching the parading duo prance around the main room.

Walking forward she smiled at Clary as the woman noticed her, "Hi Clary."

"Hey Tara, what brings you around here?"

Tara leaned against the bar facing Clary as she spoke, "I brought in my dad's old car to have it looked at. Jax said you might be able to give me a ride home."

"Yeah, of course I can." Clary slid off the bar stool as she placed her tea mug on the bar top. She then turned towards the man carrying Josie around, "Juice we have to get going."

Juice stopped in his tracks with the giggling girl tugging on his ears as he turned to face Clary, "Already?"

"Sorry, but if we want to reach Bakersfield before dinner time we have to get going." she answered giving him a sympathetic look.

He sighed pulling Josie from his shoulders to give the little girl a big kiss on the cheek, "You be a good girl for your Momma."

"She's always a good girl," Clary smiled taking Josie into her arms, "You want to give Ms. Tara a ride home sweetie?"

Josie's eyes lit up as she looked over at Tara, "Yay!"

"Hi Josie." Tara smiled at the little girl wiggling her fingers making Josie giggle.

Clary grabbed her purse off the bar top, "Alright say goodbye to daddy."

"Bye Daddy." Josie waved as Clary and Tara made their way to the door.

"Bye Jo," Juice sighed as they disappeared out of his sight.

Tara pulled the passenger door shut as Clary climbed into the driver's side and started the jeep. Clary turned to look at her, "You're staying at your dad's house, right?"

"Yeah," Tara answered surprised.

Clary nodded putting the vehicle in reverse to back out of the space before heading for the TM exit. Tara continued to stare at her, "You know where that is?"

"I used to visit him every other week."

Tara blinked, "I didn't know that."

"He talked about you all the time," Clary smiled at her, "I was out of town for work when he passed. I was sad to miss his funeral."

Turning her head Tara stared out the window trying to process that this woman who knew Jax so well was also associated with her father. They drove silently for a few minutes before Clary spoke, "I'm glad you asked for the ride. I've been meaning to invite you over to the house for some wine and girl talk…."

"…. Well wine for you and tea for me."

"Jax told me the news. Congratulations!"

"Thanks," Clary paused for a second before continuing, "I know you mean a lot to Jax, so I would like for us to get to know each other a little bit better."

Tara smiled, "I would like that too."

Clary pulled into the driveway of Tara's house and put the jeep in park, so Tara could climb out. She glanced over at the doctor, "Why don't we have dinner next week?"

"That sounds perfect," Tara smiled slipping out of the jeep, "Thanks for the ride."

"Not a problem Tara. I'll see you next week!"

Tara waved and remained standing in the drive way as Clary backed out of the driveway and drove off. She waited for the jeep to vanish around the corner before turning and heading inside her house.