Chibs told Kiera that Jax was turning himself in for Tara. She promised him that she would make things right with Tara. If Jax could forgive her and even give himself for her, she could forgive her as well. They might never be friends but she was family. Kiera would make things right. "Alright baby," she said with a grin to her man, "I'll make things right with her. For you and Jax and those boys. If he's going away then she'll need my help again." Grabbing his collar, she pulled his face down to hers and gave him a big kiss. "Angel, you keep kissing me like that and I'm not letting you out of the house. I love you." His voice was husky as his fingers lightly dug into her hips. "Love you too. And when I get back we can finish this." She winked and sauntered out of the house. "I can't wait te marry ye!" He called out behind her with a laugh.

She pulled up to the house and just in time to see Juice and the Sheriff running inside. Parking her old bike, she pulled her gun from her side and ran inside just behind them.

The blood was everywhere. Gemma was on the floor next to Tara and Juice was holding a gun over the body of the Sheriff. It became quickly apparent that her aunt had killed Tara. She lowered her gun in shock. "No." She whispered, causing Juice to turn his gun on her. "Jesus Christ. She wasn't ratting! Jax is turning himself in for her! You killed his wife!" She was screaming now, looking to Gemma and ignoring Juice. In her mind Juice was no threat. "Fuck Gemma! I have to get Jax. He'll never..." she trailed off and ran her hands through her hair. "I won't let him kill you." Even as she said the words she didn't believe them herself. She knew Jax was going to kill her or have her killed. This was unforgivable. She wasn't sure she could even forgive Gemma. She was trying to wrap her head around the scene in front of her.

"I'm so sorry." Juice whispered behind her before he pulled the trigger. Kiera didn't even see it coming. The bullet went through her head, ending her life forever.

Jax came into the house and saw the murder scene before him. His wife, his cousin and Sheriff Roosevelt were dead. His heart crashed through his chest and broke into a thousand pieces. He pulled Tara into his arms and moved himself beside Kiera while he ran a hand down her face. He cried over both women that he loved dearly. He would kill whoever did this, whoever dared to take the lives of two women who meant everything to him.

Chibs received the call that Kiera had been murdered. He almost dropped the phone as his world burned around him. The coroner pulled the sheet from her face. The bullet destroyed the back of her skull and buried itself in her brain. He was assured that she didn't suffer. Now, he was the one who would suffer for the rest of his life. Staring at the love of his life he felt the ice build around his heart. The only warmth in his life was dead. He trailed a hand down her cold cheek. "Goodbye angel, I will kill everyone who had any involvement in this." He promised quietly.

Kiera was buried near Opie in the graveyard in Charming. Rain fell in buckets for the first time in weeks. Jax was still locked up and unable to attend the funerals. The club, what was left of it, gathered around Kiera's grave to say goodbye. The Daughter of the Sons was gone and a piece of them went with her. Bobby would never pull her into his huge hugs where he knew she felt safe. Tig would never tell her a dirty joke to see her green eyes light up. Even Chucky stood by, she had never been anything but kind to him. And Chibs, Chibs lost the only light left in his life. She would always be his angel, the one who pulled him out of his darkest nights, the one who taught him how to love without fear. He placed a kiss on the orange rose before laying it on her coffin. "I promised to protect ye. I am so sorry I failed," he whispered. "Ye gave me yer forever. I will always love you."

The black casket which had a large pair of silver angel wings painted on the top was lowered into the ground. Maybe it was the stress, the heartbreak, or even the drinking he'd been doing but he would swear until his dying day that he saw her silhouette in the rain. Just for a split second he saw his angel watching over them one last time.