NOTES: I do not own Sons of Anarchy nor the characters. I only own Jamie and some off characters as well as the plot.

Now that I've got my muse going I've finished the whole story. I made 3 endings, had 4 people read it and one came out 4-0. So! Hopefully I'll have the story finished soon!

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The storm had come in a lot faster than anyone had expected and Jamie was already soaked. All of them were standing at the loading dock waiting now that they had moved all of bikes under the overhang or into the garage. Just in the short sprint back from the garage, Jamie and Juice were soaked.

"Where the fuck is he?" Happy growled, he hate the rain more than anything.

"Relax," Jamie gave him a look. When he took a seat at the picnic table, she began to pace. It was getting late, they should have been back by now. No one heard the bikes over the thunder but she was glad to see them all roll into the lot. Chibs backed the truck up and they immediately unloaded all of the fake oil barrels and left the full ones on the truck.

Jamie popped the top off of one, then the fake oil tray and sighed. "Still dry."

"Oh, we're lucky!" Nick nodded.

It became quiet as everyone began assembling except for Tig, who was watching the cameras. They most certainly didn't need any visitors at this point. Jamie lifted the completed gun and slid her fingers along the cold metal. A smirk lifted her lips as she set it with the rest and started on another. They were packing the guns away when the power went out, pulling groans from the guys.

"Juice, Happy, Nice and Cole. Go out front," Jax nodded."Tim, Op, Duff and I will go out back."

Jamie looked at Chibs and John with a nod. They had to get this crap hidden and fast.

"I'll start putting shit away," Jamie grabbed three duffels and headed to the back. The spare cabinet was impossible to find if you didn't know it was there but Jamie went right over and pulled it open. Oh thank God some of their guns were still there. As she locked the cabinet, a loud flash of liftning lit up the room followed by a loud bang of thunder. She sighed and headed back towards the front. Every man was outside and she started to feel not so alone. Jamie's fingers wrapped around her glock as she looked around the room. There. In the chapel was someone right by the windows and she raised her gun.

"Turn. Around."

Whoever it was snorted before doing as she asked.

"Who are you?"

"Don't remember me..chica?"

Jamie froze, remembering the voice very well..he had been one of the guys to rape her so long ago.

"Let's go. Outside," she growled.

"Nope."

She nearly screamed when someone grabbed her but a cold barrel pressed against her wet head made her shut up.

"I suggest you keep quiet, jota. Or he will blast a hole in your head."

Jamie sighed, rolling her eyes. This wasn't the first time a gun had been held to her head so she wasn't all that scared. The boys began to file inside and it was Chibs who yelled out.

"The fuck-"

"Shut up!" The Mayan pointed his gun at Chibs now. "We're under our terms."

"You and wha' army?"

Jamie sighed again, finally seeing there was about 10 Mayans in the room.

"Shit," Jax was somewhere in the back.

"Give up your phones."

Each man had their phones taken but Jamie noticed Happy and Duff were both gone. They must have snuck out or just not come in yet.

"What's this about?" Jax stepped forward, not caring that two of the guys had guns pointed at his head.

"You runnin' guns. Dealin' with the Niners."

"How the fuck you find out?"

Jax took a nice shot to the face at that, stumbling back a bit.

"Our business, Esae."

Jamie started to cough from not being able to breathe and was glad the guy let her face go but the gun didn't leave her head.

"Don't be goin' anywhere, princess-"

"Don't be callin' me that, wetback-"

She dropped to her knees when he punched her in the stomach and then across the cheek.

"I'll call you whatever I wish to. Princess."

He was close enough she could smell the cigarettes and Tequila on his breath, see the way his eyes were a little bloodshot. Were they high too? Movement outside caught her eye and she slowly turned to look out the window. There was Happy with a few more bodies. He lifted his gun and she smirked.

"Hey, carbon. Enjoy your payback."

"What you say bitch?"

"Go suck a dick…chingate.." he hit Jamie again and this time, she got knocked back.

Just as he stood, the boys opened fire, shattering the windows. She used a chair to protect her while she hid under the thick table. After what seemed like hours, the gunfire stopped but no one moved yet. She looked around her, seeing the dead Mayans on the floor making her smile but someone started shooting again. One of the Mayans wasn't so dead and was shooting out the window. Jamie grabbed her gun and discharged the full clip into his head. Silence followed for a few long, torturous moments.

"Alive!"

"Alive!"

"Aye!"

"Alive!" she called, glad to hear everyone. She carefully crawled out from under the table, going to stand but her stomach muscles said otherwise.

"Here," Juice came up and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into the main area. Chibs wrapped her torso and tended to Jax's split eyebrow. Both were sitting with bags of frozen veggies on their faces when Happy walked in. Jamie had two bags, one on each side of her face, so she couldn't see Alvarez follow in. When his voice broke the air, she dropped the bags and stood.

"Pinche puta! Did you order this!"

"Easy, Jamie. Watch who you're talkin' to," Alvarez raised his hands. "No. They went off grid after a fight at our clubhouse-"

"Is it just coincidence that it was the same guys who raped me?"

Tig spit out the alcohol he had been drinking and Chibs stood up.

"What?" Alvarez frowned.

"Remember that?"

"Yes, but I never knew about it."

Jamie shook her head, "Really? You know they said 'Courtesy of Alvarez'? Told me it was retaliation for you."

Alvarez stepped up to meet Jamie face-to-face. "Listen to me, Jamie. I may be an evil man but I would never order my men to rape anyone, especially not a rival clubs royalty. Had I known, they'd have been dead long before this."

She just stared at Alvarez before shaking her head. "Get the bodies out, leave the cuts. Otherwise, we burn them."

Jamie watched Alvarez seem to struggle before he went outside. He came back with six guys, all who look less than pleased, to remove the bodies. She just turned and went outside for a cigarette. Rogue Mayans hadn't been in her itinerary tonight and she was pissed. She had been beaten up, touched and then shot at. Yeah, Happy had been thinking of saving his brothers but ti had been a bullheaded plan. Alvarez and his men left, leaving the club without power during the still-going thunderstorm.

"Those were them?" Chibs' voice broke her concentration and she looked over at him. She just nodded and he sighed, taking a seat beside her.

"Bad memories."

"Yeah." Jamie looked down at Chibs, figuring he was thinking about Jamie and Gemma's rape.

"Somethin's not right Jamie. I've gotta feelin' hells gonna break loose."

"Gun running?"

Chibs shook his head, turning to look up at Jamie. "In general."

"You better not be right, Chibs."