Long Time Gone

"Uncle Bobby?" Lenny ripped her arm free from the larger man's hand, although he had dropped it pretty quickly like it was burning him, much like his gaze was burning into Lenny as though she had sprouted another head. The sound of sirens cut into the reunion.

"Bobby, we gotta go. Let's wrap this up," the blonde shouted as he and the rest of the crew kicked their bikes into action.

Bobby searched Lenny's bleeding face, "Get into the truck baby and follow us, promise me you'll follow ?"

Lenny nodded slowly and got into the car quickly, she let Bobby and the others pull quickly she could hear the sirens getting closer and she sped off after the group of motorcycles. Following them blindly Lenny couldn't believe she had found her Uncle Bobby so easily, she knew his MC was a pretty big deal in Charming but she had at least thought she would have to try to track him down. As they headed down the highway Lenny thought back to the summer she had spent with her Uncle Bobby, the summer she learnt to fix an engine, shoot a gun and realised she was doomed to a life of boredom in Arizona. Lenny had fallen into what her mother, Gina, called the wrong crowd at school, Gina blamed the absence of a father after Lenny's daddy had died so she packed her daughter up in her Daddy, Ray's, old Chevy truck and sent her to Charming, California for Bobby to set her on the straight and narrow. Gina had no idea just what had gone down in Charming that summer but she knew she had lost her daughter just like she had lost her big brother all those years before.

The bikes pulled into a garage, the old Teller-Morrow place where Lenny had helped her Uncle dismantle a Harley engine clean and rebuild it before letting her ride it. She remembered all the parties she had seen play out with her Uncle and his brother's as he so affectionately referred to them . Bobby had even encouraged her to sing at a few when he had his Elvis gigs, much like her Daddy had before he passed. She remembered two kids not much older than her who were starting their time with SAMCRO, Jax and Opie, they would often ignore around the garage seeing her as nothing more than a kid at 18. But she did have a hazy memory of her drunken first real kiss, she was stupidly drunk on rum and refusing the advances of one of the younger prospects who just wasn't getting the message. She had gone to get some air when the prospect followed her, she had slapped him when he tried one last time and Jax appeared just in time to warn the prospect off. Lenny remembered how Jax had asked if she was going to thank him when he pulled her face to his and kissed her softly at first but then with force and only pulling back when his mother, Gemma had appeared outside calling him in for some club business.

Lenny had thought a lot about Jax since that summer, had wondered what may have happened if Gemma hadn't come out, she hadn't told Bobby. She was sure he would have sent her back to Arizona.

Shutting off the engine Lenny jumped out and rested against the car door, she wiped at her face trying to wake herself up but only managed to wipe dried blood from her face as she turned to face the window she could see her lip was bust and the cut across her forehead was pretty deep. She suddenly felt a pang of horror she had unknowingly head butted one of the Sons! She let her head fall back against the car in defeat at her utter shit storm of a situation, she could see the Sons rushing toward her as she fell to the floor, she didn't feel the strong arms of Jackson Teller catch her before she hit the floor or notice how he carried her into the clubhouse followed quickly by Opie, Bobby and Chibs.

When Lenny came around she panicked as she took in her surroundings, she glanced to her left and could see the long line of alcohol ready for the taking and then slowly to her right her eyes adjusted to focus on Jax Teller and Opie Winston shooting a game of pool. Lenny slowly sat up but groaned as her head thronged.

"Well if it ain't the sleeping ninjas beauty," Jax turned to Lenny resting his chin on his pool queue.

"Bobby!" Opie called out before returning to his game of pool, Lenny could make out the bruising around his eyes it had obviously been Opie that was restraining her back in the parking lot.

Bobby came back into the room, he looked exactly as she had left him 8 summers ago except maybe a few pounds heavier, his curly mop out of control and wearing some ridiculous cowboy style shirt covered by his beloved Sons of Anarchy cut.

"Lenny-Ray Sawyer what the hell business have you got being in Charming?!" Bobby regarded his niece as his brother's gathered round.

Lenny swung her legs over the bar as she sat up planted her palms into the bar top holding herself steady. " Good to see you too, Uncle Bobby," she winced as a couple of the Sons laughed.

"Don't get fucking smart Lenny," Bobby scratched at his beard, unsure of his next move.

"Ahh Bobby, quit your bitchin. What's it matter why she's here, point is she's here. Now, I'm pretty sure she'll want a drink. " Lenny recognized Clay, the big dog of the Sons, enter the bar and pour her a whiskey "its medicinal," he offered with a wink.

The Sons all gathered round to collect drinks poured by an attractive blonde before Clay made a toast, "An unexpected welcome back to Lenny-Ray, our favourite little niece who's learnt a few tricks since she left us, right Op?"

Lenny smiled at Opie as held his glass up to her, "I'd say so,"