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Hey guys and girls. It's been a wee while hasn't it? I'm so sorry for this long ass delay in updating this story but I had a major writer's block with this and also another one of my stories but I'm back now and am excited about the next few chapters. I'd written a few different story lines for this chapter but I think this one is the best of all three of them so I hope you enjoy as much as I liked writing it.

Please read and review if you have time just to see if I still have readers out there willing to read.

Also a six month time jump from the last chapter.


"I'm heading out now, I'll see you guys at study group tomorrow?" Freya called over her shoulder as she waved goodbye to her group of friends.

"Sure thing girl" she heard Emily say.

Freya had been living in Tacoma for all of six months and she loved it. She had the man even though they'd had a massive argument only a few days prior which resulted in them not speaking to each other, she had the house, she had the dog and she had the life. Who else wouldn't kill to have the freedom she did?

As Freya made her way across the campus gate B parking lot towards her Red Camaro in the hopes of heading to the clubhouse to speak with Happy, she stopped in her tracks to enjoy the sight before her. It was truly magnificent to enjoy the pleasures of life, especially at her age of eighteen. She smiled to herself and adjusted her stack of books in her arms to reach for her keys when she felt a blow to the head from behind. It wasn't hard enough to knock her out but she did tumble to the ground and drop her shit with a screech.

"What the fuck?" she snapped as she attempted to turn around but she was picked up from behind and being drug in the opposite direction of her car. "Let me fucking go." She cursed a whole bunch of other shit trying her damn best to fight this asshole but he was much more powerful than she was.

Freya tensed up when she was slammed against a grey van and the man pressed himself against her. His breath so close to her ear that she really couldn't believe this was happening. "Don't make this harder than it already is on ya." A low raspy voice said in a whisper. Freya could instantly tell he wasn't from around these neck of the woods. He had a slightly southern accent and she fought against him. "Keep fighting against me and you will fucking regret it." She regretted fighting against him when she felt him reach for her hair, pull her back and slam her against the window which knocked her out.

When Freya came too, she was bound by her wrists and her ankles and she was sitting upright in a chair. One look down told her she had taken a beating and tears rolled down her face when she saw the blood drying up between her thighs.

Freya tried to take in her surroundings but there really wasn't much to tell. She was in a dark room. No window. No source of light. Nothing.

The door to the room opened fast and she froze in place.

"Glad to see your awake" he smirked and she tried to fight herself against the ropes.

"Please don't hurt me" she begged. "Please don't do this. I'm begging you" she cried. Droplet of tears soaked her shirt as he closed the distance between them.

"You think I really give a shit what happens to you?" He smirked down at her and she inhaled sharply. If Freya knew anything about being kidnapped, it was that men like this man were ruthless. She was here for one thing and one thing only. Revenge. He got her up to stand and shoved her out the door.

"Where are we going?" She asked as she bit her bottom lip.

"One thing you should know, you don't get to ask fucking questions." She was slammed against the same grey van again before she was out cold.

When she came to the second time, it was much the same observation as the other room. It was dark. No source of light and she had no fucking idea where the hell she was or what fucking day it was. The only difference with the way she was being handled was that she was gagged. A strip of tape stopped any amount of noise she could make.

She heard footsteps again and the door whipped open.

"Now that your awake again, I got some things you might wanna know." Freya observed this guy. He looked familiar but she wasn't sure if she'd met him personally. His hair was a good shade of dark brown, almost bordering black hair. It looked as if he hadn't showered in a day or two and by the smell of him, she was right. From the sight of the injuries he sported, he'd gotten into a fight but she didn't know if that was from her own doing or someone else. If she had to guess, it wasn't hers. She couldn't give anyone a large black eye and from the look of his, it was created by a fist much larger than her own.

Freya POV

"What- what do you want with me?"

"You wouldn't like to know sweetheart" his grin had me wanting to throw up but all I could do was dry heave. My mouth was completely dry and my stomach was rumbling. I could also feel pain shooting through my ribs and knew I must've fought back in the time I'd been taken up until now.

"Please, let me go. My boyfriend will kill you if he found out about this." He laughed.

"Your funny princess. The problem is, he's too busy getting his dick sucked because he think you broke up with him" he chuckled as I felt a stack of papers fall at my side and I looked down only to gasp in shock. Happy had his dick in a bitches mouth but the problem for me was that it was the bitch who'd been trying to fuck him since I moved to Tacoma almost six months ago.

"Why would you do this? I haven't done anything to you" I cried. I couldn't believe that this man could be so manipulative.

"You can imagine what's happening to you princess. Your locked up, in a room in a house in the middle of nowhere. Happy was the easiest to get rid of. I couldn't actually believe he couldn't give two shits for you but I guess when your lead to believe your bitch is fucking around on you, it would really do something to a man."

Nothing this man was saying was true. He was making this fucking shit up and I knew. I didn't want to believe that Happy was cheating on me but then again, I guess what this man was saying is true. 'When your lead to believe the woman you love is fucking around on you, it would really do something to a man."

"How long have I been here for?" I let the tears slip down.

"Almost a week now. You've been in and out a lot since but your talkative now." I simply nodded. I couldn't allow this man to see the heartbreak he was bringing down on me. He moved around the room so he was standing in front of me and knelt to be level with me. "Here's how this is gonna work now. Your gonna do as I say. I'm gonna give you a script and your gonna read it in front of this camera" he moved to my side and pointed to the camera in front of us. "While it's recording."

"And then what are you gonna do with it?" He simply smirked and I had a sinking feeling he would send it to everyone I cared about.

"You don't have to worry about that princess."

"What if I say no?" I felt the first sting of a slap from him come across my face. I hissed in pain and sucked in a breath.

"Then my hand won't be the only thing you feel come into contact with your skin. Got that bitch?" He backhanded me again before I felt his hands roam up and down my body. "I don't like to think what my hands could really do to a girl as hot as you but you would leave me no choice in doing so if you don't cooperate."

"Okay" I cried. "Just tell me one thing?"

"One thing I should make clear to you now. You don't get to ask the fucking questions so shut the fuck up and listen closely." He slapped me again until I fell unconscious. When I woke up again, I was forced to read some stupid script he must've written in a rush because I could barely understand his writing. As he forced me to read what he'd written I couldn't stop the tears that flew from my eyes. I knew this had something to do with the club and most likely who I was in it but I couldn't believe this was happening to me. The last time I remember being with Happy, we were fucking like rabbits in the back of my Camaro. It wasn't the most adventurous place we'd fucked but I mean, anywhere we did it was amazing. Those were the memories I was holding onto. It made me fight.

"Good. Now lay back down and rest up. Tomorrow we leave."

"What? Where are we going?" It was my mistake to ask another fucking question because I felt another sting to my cheek. Damn, I swear if he keeps slapping my right side it's permanently gonna end up crooked. My world went black again after that.


Charming, CA.

"Hey baby" Gemma purred to her husband as he came into the office and hugged her from behind.

"Gem" he greeted and kissed the side of her neck. "You okay?" In the six months that changed their lives, he still was hesitant to let Gemma in but he was trying.

"Yeah. Have you heard from Freya yet? Megan called me again and asked me the same thing."

"No. She should've called last night actually. I think I might take a ride up to Tacoma and see her."

"When? John you know it's not safe right now."

"I know but I just got this gut feeling that something's not right."

Gemma nodded and lowered her head. She hated that her daughter didn't want anything to do with her. Freya wouldn't even accept the numerous apologies she tried offering to her.

"Make sure she's safe and don't ride alone."

"I'm thinking Piney Bobby and Tig will come up with me. I'll leave Chibs behind."

"Sounds good."

After sorting out what was happening and who was staying back, JT was on his way to Tacoma.


"It's been one week brother and no one has even taken the bait. I'm beginning to think this was all just for your pleasure." Freya could hear two voices. The one that just spoke was the one who'd come in and check on her. He was the same man that had woken her up the first time she came too. The other man was a mystery. She'd heard his voice before but her mind was confused and she was slowly dying of hunger. The only thing she'd been given was water and that was only a paper cup a day.

If these men were professional kidnappers and needed her as leverage for something then they definitely weren't doing a good job at it. Kidnappers only needed leverage for very few things and whoever they stole from would want them to at least be alive. She was almost on her way out with the amount of dry blood she felt over her body.

She heard footsteps approaching fast and decided to stay awake. The door whipped open and her eyes went wide. It was the same man again but he looked pissed.

"Looks like your family ain't taking the bait. We need to send a message to make sure they know who they're dealing with" what came next had Freya screaming in agony and pain.


Tacoma clubhouse.

JT POV

We were greeted warmly by SAMTAC after leaving Charming two days ago. I knew they were hiding something the second they stopped us from entering the clubhouse but I pushed my way through anyway. The sight I saw almost had my blood boiling.

"HAPPY" I yelled instantly catching his attention. He stood in complete shock and the look on my face had me wanting blood.

"Prez" he choked out as he fastened his belt buckle and fixed his kutte. "What-" I knew he was lost for words and he stood all alone.

"The hell are you doing? Where the fuck is my daughter?" I growled out as I closed the distance between us. I looked down to the sweet butt and never in my life did I want to throttle a gash in my life. "Get the fuck out of this clubhouse and don't ever come back. If I hear you ever step foot in this place again or any other Sons clubhouse, I'll personally make sure you won't be able to walk again. Got that?" She nodded vigorously and I turned back to Happy. "Explain yourself son" I growled.

"We broke up."

"And why am I only hearing about this now?" I asked in somewhat shock.

"No idea."

"When did this happen?"

"A week ago."

"Shit" I cursed and ran my hand over my beard. "Take me to her place." He nodded without any backchat.

"Something's wrong" I could feel it under my skin as soon as I cut my engine in the driveway of my girls house. I looked over to Happy who looked confused. I guess he could sense it too because he was running for the door that I only noticed was wide open and her Camaro wasn't in the driveway. "Fuck." I ran after him and realized the door was kicked off its hinges.

I could hear Happy running and calling my girls name but I knew instantly she wasn't here. The sight of her living room made me angry. When he came downstairs he looked just as much as I did.

"She's not here" his breathing was even and I knew he didn't like the feeling he was brewing inside.

"Tell me you didn't do this to her house."

"Fuck no" he snapped unintentionally but I still had to ask. I scanned her place from top to bottom for anything that would lead me somewhere but all I could see was her place tipped upside down. I noticed I was standing on a note. I picked it up and read it.

"You said you two broke up a week ago?" Happy grunted. I noticed he was also starting to tense up. "How did she break up with you?"

"Note. Didn't say anything to my face and the smell of another man's cologne was in here."

"Is this it?" I growled, handing him one of two papers I had in my hand. He nodded when I looked up and punched him square in the face. He spat blood and when he straightened up he was waiting for more. "This ain't her fucking writing. That wasn't enough for you to realize she was fucking kidnapped?" I snapped and slammed him one again. Punch after punch I sent flying his way until I felt arms pulling me back and glared down at him. "If anything has happened to my baby girl, her blood is on your fucking hands."

I looked back down at the other paper in my hands and sighed in defeat.

"You find her fucking dog too before she comes back" I knew she loved that stupid pitbull but I never allowed her to get one when she was living in Charming. Now that she had her own place and freedom, she did whatever the hell she wanted. I was only just beginning to hate the idea of allowing her to move thousands of miles from me.


AN. I hope you enjoyed.