Kiera decided to head into TM early, not being able to sleep. Chibs was still in the bed and she wanted to let him get some rest. Plus, she was behind on paperwork and wanted to get an oil change on her car before they got busy. She was walking to the office when they grabbed her from behind. A gloved hand covered her mouth to stop her scream. She fought as hard as she could against the arms holding pinning her arms to her sides. The man forced her into the garage and tied up her hands to a car lift but not before she caught his shin with her foot. Two more men brought Unser in behind her and tied him up as well. Unser looked like he took a beating.

"What the fuck do you want?" She yelled, taking a hand across her face. A small amount of blood pooled in her mouth and she made sure to spit it in one of their faces. "Leave her alone." Unser tried to get the attention on him but they ignored him. It was clear they knew who she was and between the two choices she was the better choice.

The men argued to themselves about who they were going to "cut up". Kiera had chills but wouldn't let any harm come to her friend. She would likely survive longer than Unser would. "Leave the girl alone." Unser tried but took another hit to the head and was loosing consciousness fast.

"No," she screamed making them turn to face her. They then proceeded to rip her shirt to pieces, leaving her in her bra and shorts. She felt the sharp bite of the blade pierce her skin. Taking a very ugly looking knife they carved very deliberate marks into her. She tried to keep awake, to remember any detail she could but it was a losing battle. Black was slowly moving into her line of vision.

She woke to Gemma screaming and cutting her down from the lift she was tied to. Chucky was on the phone with Chibs and trying to cut down Unser. "Baby," Gemma tried to keep her awake until Tara could arrive. "I'm okay, it's not that deep." Reassuring her aunt wasn't that easy, she could see the worry all over her face.

A few minutes later Chibs came busting in the destroyed garage. They had turned over tool boxes, shattered the window between the garage and office and so much more. "Angel," he reached for her. "Fucking Christ. I'm going to find them and kill them." Giving his hand a squeeze, she felt his ring on her finger. It was a little thing but she was glad they didn't take it from her. "Baby, I'm alright. Be better with a kiss." She smiled as he leaned in and kissed her hard. He handed her a joint to help with her pain as Tara started sewing her back up.

Each guy came up and gave her their well wishes, including the guys from up North, before they went into church. She knew a few of them but some were new. They each knew her place in SAMCRO as an old lady and the daughter of the sons. She grew up with many of the older members. Ray made sure to kiss her forehead lightly. "We'll let you torture one we catch, just for you." He laughed and went into the meeting.

"Must be nice to be the princess." Tara mumbled while working.

"You don't like me. You never have, I get it. You are just the mom to my little cousins. But those men have always been a part of my life. I would give myself for each and everyone of them and they would do the same for me. That's where you and I differ. I'm not just an old lady. I am a part of their lives. You," she spat on the floor, "you just care about yourself. We done?" She looked to the bandage on her stomach. Another scar or five would be there shortly.

"Yeah, we're done." Tara stood and looked as Gemma walked in. "She's gonna need a tetanus shot at the hospital." With that said, she left the garage without looking back.

Chibs told her she wasn't going anywhere without an escort. He was on edge and she knew it wasn't just about her attack. She begrudgingly promised to have a babysitter. He grabbed her face and kissed her again. "I love you, Key. I can't lose ye."

"You won't. I promised forever."

After the hospital she went back to the clubhouse. She had some decent pain meds and Unser had plenty of weed, all she wanted to do was sleep for a few days. Chibs found her fast asleep on the bed a few hours later. With everything with the Irish he was scared. He was scared for her life, his own and the club. He said a Celtic prayer over her, something he hadn't said in a very long time. It felt right saying the words over the one he loved. She stirred but was on a lot of pain medicine and not waking for hours. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and rubbed the blonde – red hair between his fingers. He needed to do whatever he could to keep his warrior safe.

They were on lock down, again. No one trusted the Irish and they feared more attacks. Kiera was starting to wonder why she purchased her house to begin with. Some weeks it felt like she stayed at the clubhouse more than her own home. But the clubhouse would always be a home to her. She was resting back in her room, trying to relax before going out and seeing everyone who had arrived. Chibs came back to see her for a few minutes before they had their big call with the IRA.

"How you feeling?" He pulled up her shirt to check her stiches. She smiled at his worry. "What, no foreplay?" She teased until she saw the seriousness in his eyes. "I'm fine baby. Healing up. Though if I keep this up I'll have more scars than you."

"Not funny, ya brat." He smiled anyway and kissed her with promises to be back.

Tara knocked and popped her head in with a crying Thomas in her arms. "Hey, you mind watching Abel? He's asleep and I don't want Thomas to wake him." She nodded and stood from the bed.

She curled up next to the sleeping Abel and dozed off herself. It was going to be a long night and maybe more long ones ahead. She woke to yelling and a lot of commotion. Abel was still sleeping but starting to stir. She heard Jax yell "everybody out" and scooped up her little cousin. Jax and Chibs met her in the hallway as they were running to get her. "We gotta go!" Jax yelled taking Abel from her arms and running. Chibs was right behind her as they all took off running to the exit. The ear-shattering explosion caused Chibs to end up on top of her as they fell. He covered her body with his own as fire and debris fell from the destroyed clubhouse.

He pulled away and ran his hands down her body looking for any wounds. "I'm fine. You?" He nodded but didn't respond and pulled up her shirt to check her stitches again. They had pulled loose but were not bleeding badly. "Chibs," she pulled his face to hers to get his attention, "I'm alive and so are you. That's all that matters." She kissed him hard as they stood up from the ground.

A strange silence fell over everyone as they watched the flames reach into the sky. Sirens got louder as they came towards the scene. This was going to get messy with the authorities but everyone was alive. Jax had Abel close to his chest as Chibs held her. Revenge hung on everyone's mind but no one spoke. Late into the night she finally pulled into her house with her old man. They barely talked while they climbed into a very hot shower together. The water ran black from the soot covering their bodies. They both took a few of her pain pills with scotch and fell into bed.

Gemma came to her house the next afternoon. The guys were on a run to meet with the other charters about the attack. "Hey aunt Gem." She ushered her inside. They both looked worn down and in need of a few weeks of sleep. "Hi sweetie. How you doin'?" She looked to her stomach when she asked.

"I'm all stitched up again. Chibs and I are neck and neck as to who has the most scars." She smiled and poured a couple of cups of coffee for them. "How's Nero?" He had been taken in on suspicion he killed one of his own workers. They all knew how well he took care of them, he would never harm one. Kiera felt she could read people fairly well, in her heart she felt he was a good man.

"About to go to county. That's kind of why I'm here." She waited until Kiera sat down before continuing. "You've been doing so great with the shop baby. You have made that place turn profit we haven't seen in years. All those college classes did you good. You've done all of us good. Lyla could use some help with Diosa. She's good at sucking cock and being on camera but not as good at managing."

"You want me to run a brothel?" She gave a skeptic look to her aunt over her coffee mug. College taught her a lot with running offices but they didn't have any classes for brothels.

"Just until this shit gets dropped on Nero. I'm hoping they will get their heads out of their asses and see he didn't kill that girl."

"But we don't know how long that could be." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Tell you what, I'll run it by Chibs first. I'll go in there and train Lyla on managing. If Nero gets put away for good I'm not staying around. I like him, I love the guys getting into legit business. But I won't do it for long term. If, that's a big if, my old man says yes."

"You won't be workin' like the girls. But they need direction and you're the best one to do it." Standing, she kissed her niece on the cheek. "Just run it by him. Flash those beautiful eyes and those tits."

"Jesus," she gave a full laugh. "My aunt is not supposed to tell me that."

"I'll always give you the best advice. You know your mom would give you some similar."

Chibs came home late that night. Kiera had a bottle of scotch waiting for him. "Long day?" She asked with a grin. She was only wearing one of his t-shirts, showing him just enough skin to keep his focus on her. A little skin was the best way to get a man to agree to something he wouldn't normally be too keen on. "Aye," he started to pull her out of her chair with lust in his eyes, "been thinking about coming home to this all day."

"Gemma came to see me today." He mumbled a response and kissed her neck. "She asked me to work at Diosa until Nero gets out." That made him pause and look at her. "Not the escort part. They need someone with experience in managing to keep them going. Lyla does what she can but I have more background in running an office. They need books kept and a set schedule. Things could get out of hand. Especially since Lyla is trying to run things and run things." Her eyebrows rose seductively at him. A few emotions ran across his face before he spoke. "Just running the girls?" She nodded causing him to sigh. "One of those pervs puts a goddamn hand on ye." She felt his hand clench protectively on her arm. "I'll feed him his own cock." She fiercely insisted. "You will always be the only perv who gets to touch me." The smile on his face told her he was a-go on the idea, if a bit reluctant. "Aye, I better be." Next thing she knew he threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to their bedroom. She squealed when he slapped her bare ass on the way. "Tha' ass is mine."

Bobby knocked on their door the next morning. He had asked Chibs to not tell her he was returning so he could surprise her. She yelled and threw her arms around his neck. He laughed and lifted her off the ground, giving a quick spin. "God I missed you girl. Your texts meant the fuckin' world to me. I wasn't going anywhere, I was out recruiting for SAMCRO." He said sternly, silently promising he would always be around. "I knew you wouldn't leave us." He kissed her cheek and nodded to Chibs as he walked out, putting a shirt on and his kutte. "He wouldn't leave ye, angel." Laughing, he headed out with Bobby to start work on the new headquarters for the MC.

She watched them both leave with a smile on her face. Bobby was home, she was back to normal with Chibs, whatever normal was and she was working. Kiera had some shopping to do before starting her new job at Diosa. Even though she wasn't working as an escort there was a certain image to obtain there. It wouldn't be long before she missed her ratty jeans and t-shirts from her TM job.

Her first day she kept it simple but sexy. She wore a short black skirt, heels, see through white blouse and black bra. Not her typical outfit for work. At TM she could wear jeans and whatever top she wanted. Now she was back to professional, well as professional as you would have in a brothel. Lyla greeted her with a big hug and kiss. "Seriously Kiera, I can't thank you enough for helping out. I'm in over my head."

"No worries doll. I'm here to help. I'll work on a schedule and make some time for you to work with me. For now, you keep working and bringing in some money." Lyla laughed and nodded. "Oh and Chibs reminded me you were off the menu." Kiera couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Of course he did."

Nero was out of county a few days later. He came into Diosa looking exhausted. She smiled up and gave him a hug. "Your vacation didn't leave you very rested."

"No mami it didn't. I need another vacation to recover from that." They went over some of the things she had found while covering for him. He was losing in some areas he wasn't aware of. He also needed to update some of his licenses in the next few weeks. "Look, I know Gem asked you to do this temporary. But what you've found after a couple of days is incredible. I'd like to keep you around." She sighed. "Well it's not like I have another job back at TM yet. We're still waiting on the info to rebuild. It could be a while. But they might need help getting the new clubhouse running."

"I'd be happy to keep you around, you can do part time if needed. You being Gemma's niece makes you family too, chica. You don't have to work like the girls but if we expand I could really use the help managing." She knew of the new house he was bringing into his operation. "And your new madam? She okay with someone helping manage?" He gave a shrug not really caring if she was okay with it. "She will be with all we're doing to help her."

"Hey, me stickin' around might let you have a vacation." She laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'll hang around. You're family to me too. And may god help you with Gemma."

She saw Jax come in and ask Nero if they could talk. Happy and one of the new recruits stood in the hall to prevent people from walking back. She heard the banging and went up to Happy. "Lowman, let me back there. You know they could hurt each other." He paused to consider it before shaking his head. "They're just working out some issues, doll." When he looked over her shoulder she knew Gemma was walking in. Taking her opportunity she slipped past the two guards. It would take the two of them to hold her back, if they had the balls to do it.

Everyone was right behind her and they went to break them up. She watched as Nero told Jax what Gemma did for them in her meeting with Clay. Kiera felt sick to her stomach after what those guards made them do. Then Gemma told Jax about what she found out about Tara. She had been faking the pregnancy, the miscarriage and was looking to divorce Jax. Tara was going to take the boys and run from the club. She knew her aunt would have never hurt a pregnant woman, let alone one carrying her grandchild. She turned away and felt Happy following her.

He pulled her into a quick hug. This was not a man known for his affectionate side but here he was comforting her. The whole club knew of her not being able to have babies by now. "You okay?" His face softened a fraction of his normal scowl. "I'm debating on killing her myself. She can have kids and fakes a pregnancy and miscarriage. That's fucked up Hap, that's seriously fucked up." Jax called to him as he started to head out. He didn't even look at his cousin, she tried not to take it personal. Happy gave Kiera a kiss on the cheek. "Don't be killin' anyone. Without my help that is." He smirked and walked off.

Chibs came home late that night. She filled him in on what Gemma believed and Kiera believed her as well. "This is going to kill Jax. You need to keep an eye on him. Please." She begged, not knowing how Jax could react to this. "Aye. That's some serious accusations. To think she would have done all of tha' to get away." He shook his head and pulled her close. "Chibs, you've known Gemma a long time. She would have never hurt someone who was pregnant." He knew Kiera was right. Gemma was fierce and passionate about those she loved. She would never possibly harm her unborn grandchild. "I know this isn't fair for ye either. After everything you've been through." Another fierce and passionate woman in his life. His girl could put up a great front but he knew she was hurting. After all these years he could see through her walls she always had up. "I want to kill her," she shrugged, "but I know it's not my place here. It wasn't me she was screwing over. But it was my family."

"Things will get better. I promise ye. We are actually gettin' outta guns. This time is the real deal. I can' tell ye everything because we need things to fall a certain way. But it's gettin' close. Things will be as they should be."

"God I hope, baby. I, we, need it."

It was late that night, something was eating at her. She told Chibs she was going to check on Jax before heading home from Diosa. Her cousin might just need her, even though he would never admit it. She pulled up out front on her old bike. His garage door was open and he was working on restoring his fathers bike. He didn't say anything as she walked in. "Did he buy this the same year my dad did?"

"Yeah I think so. Maybe a year later. You know one couldn't have something newer or nicer than the other. Sibling rivalry." He smirked but she could see the pain in his eyes.

"Thank god I was an only child. Only 'siblings' I had were you and Tommy. And there was no competition, I was always better." She shoved her shoulder into his, happy he gave a small smile.

"Don't even try that. You were an only child because your parents were afraid of having two of you. One was bad enough." She stuck her tongue out in response. "Why you here, Key?" He asked, sobering the mood.

"I came to check on my cousin. Obviously I can't imagine what you're going through but I can still be here for you. Plus you can always hire me as an assassin."

"Funny. No one is getting killed."

"Yet." She smirked and handed him the tool she could see he was needing. "I'm going to say one thing and I'll leave. What she did was unforgivable, we all know that. And obviously I have no idea what it feels like to have kids. But I can imagine I would do anything to keep them safe. You would do anything to keep Thomas and Abel safe. You've wanted that kutte since you were what, twelve? Do you really want to see Abel with one? Him making decisions that cause you to lose sleep?" He kept his head facing the bike, not wanting to respond. "I love you Jackson. Whether or not you like it. I'm not Opie, no one will ever be that man. But I'm here if you need a friend." She gave him a hug from behind like she did when she was little and walked out.

She was working at Diosa when Chibs called and told her Bobby had been shot while they were getting Clay out of transport. They were headed to the cabin so they would need some provisions for his recovery. She knew that meant they needed weed and liquor. But she would throw in some food to make sure he doesn't get too sick from pain pills.

Juice opened the door but didn't say anything to her. His coldness was something she was getting used to by now. Bobby was her only concern. She told him to get the rest of the bags out of the car and went back to see the patient. Tara was just finishing stitching up Bobby as she walked back. She didn't say a word to Tara just brushed past and checked on Chibs. He assured her that he was fine and hadn't been injured.

She sat around the cabin with the guys and a healing Bobby. He had pushed Juice to go to Diosa and get some company. That kid was making everyone nervous. Tara made some comment about Bobby not drinking on pain pills. Kiera knew it was going in one ear and out the other, those boys were too stubborn. They were heading out to meet with the Irish again Chibs pulled her in close. "Maybe ye shouldn' be here with Tara," he whispered.

She nodded. "I'm going to head back to TM and check on things. Then I'll head back to Diosa to finish out the night. You gonna be late?"

"More than likely, love. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel here. We will get there soon."

"I hope baby. Be safe. I love you."

"I love ye too."

Kiera was filled in about Juice when she arrived to Diosa. Stupid didn't even begin to describe that boy. He knew better than to OD. She peeked back into the room and saw him asleep on the bed. Nero was watching over him and looked exhausted. "Hey Nero," she gave his cheek a kiss, "why don't you go get some rest? I can keep an eye on him." He nodded and rubbed his hands down his face. "Sure thing, sweetheart. If they get too busy and need some help just come and get me."

She looked over the sleeping Juice. "You stupid, stupid boy." She ran her fingers across his tattoos on his head. "I'm not sure how much more of this shit the club will take. You are weak, stupid and a pain in the ass. But I don't want to see you killed. I can't keep you safe but I'll try."