Amber was running. Just running. She didn't know where she was going, she just felt the need to put distance between her and Tig. Tig, who had told her he loved her, who had said he loved her and meant it. She didn't know what scared her more, the idea of him being in love with her or the fact she almost said it back.

Generally people who she loved died. Considering she had only ever actually loved all of about three people in her life she may have been overreacting but it still made her sick. There were also those, like her aunt and uncle who told her they loved her but never meant it. What a mess.

She had given up on running after an hour. The problem with running till you're tired in one direction was that once you could run no longer you still had to turn around and walk back. She was walking the short way back home through Charming city centre when she saw two men with Arian ink standing outside a cigar shop. She stopped dead. She felt a strong impulse to go inside, she didn't know why.

When he saw her the first guy smiled a creepy smile before pointing her out to the guy next to him. He opened the door for her and ushered her in. When the door closed behind her she could hear them both laugh.

"Amber? Amber Campbell?" the blonde girl behind the counter was in her face straight away.

"Polly? What are you doing in Charming?"

Soon after her father's death Amber was put in a private school full of children that belonged to rich and powerful families. Most of them, like Polly had blonde hair and blue eyes, some naturally, some artificially. Polly had been one of the few people at the school to accept her, at first she would always go on about white supremacy and how the League was the future of America but she soon learned that Amber wasn't like that and let it drop.

"I haven't seen you since your uncle's court case. I live in Charming now, with Daddy, we just opened this shop."

"Woah, small world," she was cautious. She knew Weston was classed as an enemy of the club and had been involved in the explosion which had almost killed Chibs; chances were that Polly's father was too.

"I've been meaning to track you down actually. I've known for a while that you were in town but you don't exactly keep desirable company."

Amber's back stiffened, "neither do you by the looks of it." She turned and looked back towards the door and back to Polly, "seem like pretty serious guys."

"Daddy's a pretty serious man, needs serious protection," Polly began to move towards her and put her arm out. "I have things to do Amber, so excuse me."

Polly opened the door and walked her out, "I'll be sure Daddy gives your uncle an update on you when he next goes to see him, and don't hesitate to drop by again." Polly was all smiles, it gave Amber the creeps.

Tig wasn't there when she returned, she hadn't expected him to be but she was disappointed all the same.

She called work and said she was sick. After showering and cleaning up the house a little she headed to the club house to see if she could help with anything, she knew it would be a stressful time for them all.

Bobby was the first one to see her, he moved as fast as he could towards her as she got out of her car.

"Darlin' I don't think this is the place you want to be right now," he said, his eyes on the clubroom the whole time.

"Why? I thought I could..."

"Amber! Get in here!" her conversation with Bobby was cut off when Jax yelled from the doorway.

Amber looked at Bobby.

"Things here are at boiling point right now, everyone is on edge for about ten different reasons. Jax saw you leaving Zobelle's cigar shop earlier, thinks you're a rat." Bobby was walking with her towards the clubroom, his hand sat on her shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"I'm no rat Bobby, I promise you."

"I know, but it's not me you have to convince."

"What do you know about Ethan Zobelle?" Jax said a little louder than was necessary.

"I.. he..." she took a deep breath, "I went to school with his daughter for a little while a few years ago, we we're friends. I only met her Dad, Ethan a few times at school events. He has links to my uncle."

"So why were you at their shop today?"

Where the hell is Tig? She thought. "I ...I have a history with the League. My uncle is a member, was, he's in prison for murdering my father my step mother who was black. A.J Weston has been popping up around the place, I've meet him before and I hate him. When I saw the Arian ink on the guys outside the shop I thought I might find him inside, I don't know why I went it."

Jax looked confused. "Does Tig know all this?"

Amber nodded. "I swear to you I didn't even know Polly and her Dad were in Charming till this morning, she said she knew I was here though. I hate the League, my uncle, Weston, anything to do with it."

"I think we can trust her," Bobby said from behind her, "she came up clean when Juice did background checks on her."

"Wait ... what?" Amber had never been told that they had done background checks on her.

Bobby smiled and shrugged, "never be too careful."

"Okay, now that that shit is sorted we have other stuff to worry about," Opie said from the corner, Amber hadn't even noticed him till he spoke.

Jax was still looking at her, "go see Mum, she's at her house with Tara, I'm sure they have shit for you to do."

Amber nodded and headed out to her car.

Jax looked at Bobby, "a few hours with Gemma and we will know if she can be trusted or not."

Okay, the story i mentioned in my last chapter has been removed. In hindsight I may have overreacted and gone about it in the wrong way but i was way pissed off so yeah. Thanks to those who told the person they should remove it, probs more effective than my ranting on about it and thanks to others who PM me to show their support. So no naming and shamming because they removed the story pretty quickly. I take it as a complement that my story is worth stealing :D. matter closed.
peace and love.