A\N: sorry if these are rushed, i get a story in my head and its hard to get good detail down. Glad you guys liked the last chapter.

I woke looking at a celing with a small rotating fan. The first face I saw was Clay's. "She's wakin' up." He said. The world seemed to dance a little. I moaned out of natural reaction. "What...happened?" Something cold was on my head. Lifting a hand up I felt a bottle of beer was being held to my temple. Prospect looked down and smiled weakly pulling it away. Juice ran up from the the back of the bar. I was currently lying on the pool table. "Ya fainted." Clay said patting my hand. It seemed like the whole crew was gathered around the table. I felt like an animal on display. I sat up quickly to try and get off, a little too quickly. The room started to spin again. I managed to fall right onto Jax. He set me upright instantl. "I'm fine I insisted." trying to brush my hair back.

"Right...." He said. He still seemed agrivated about before. I sighed again feeling a great pain in my temple. Grabbing the bottle off of Prospect I put it back in its place.

"Maybe you should sit down some more." Juice said pulling me to a chair. Reality was just as real as it had hit me before. I wish I could say it all felt like a dream. "How is she?" I asked timidly. "Is she.....a...alive?" I choked on the words. Clay answered for Juice. Who was looking at a spot on the dirty table next to us. "She's alive...but, she's in critical care. They say she wont make it through the day....." He sighed heavily. "I'm sorry." I sat there in shock for a few minutes. Finally I opened the bottle pressed to my head and took a swig. "Prospect get us some Whisky....." He turned to my brother and I. "Their gonna need it."

Suddenly the front door opened. A tall slim girl with black hair tied back, an "Avenge Sevenfold" T-shirt on. and a pair if snake bites in her lips. "She's gonna need alot more than that when I'm through with her."

Aemelia Norvauski stood in the door way for about a half-second before running up to me. She hugged me tightly. "Hun I'm so sorry bout your mum." She said.

We sat at the bar as we talked. Happy, Tig, and Prospect went out to help set up for work. The rest sat at the bar listening in on Aemelia's story;

"So when I got off the phone with you," She started. "Jon Claud didnt break the candy machines." She never called him by his real name. "It was the Mayans. They totaly trashed the Salon and then burnt the place to the ground. I managed to sneek out the back, But they caught Claud. I watched from the allyway beside the shop. They shot him......" She teared up a little bit. " Then one found me. They said they would kill everyone you loved. And they'll do it person by person. And if you dont turn yourself in they'll burn the Sons down too. I was a warning to you. " I gave her a napkin to whip her eyes. "Your mom is in the burn unit at Oakland Hospital. They said its not good." I couldnt cry I just felt numb. Juice was sitting right behind me. He put a hand on my shoulder. Aemelia gave him a dirty look. "And what do you plan on doing about it." She said smugly. He gave her the same look back. "Guys," I said. "This isnt the time." I sighed. "I have to go to the bathroom again I'll be right back." I said clearing my tears away.

I stood there for several minuets staring into the mirror. 'Wouldnt make it thought the day.' the words echoed in my head. I had to do something. I at the window. Looking around the dirty bathroom I found a small bench and opened the window. I managed to lift my self up and pull body out the window. Then dropped onto soft grass. I crept along the wall looking at the three men setting up for work. They where in the garage paying no attention. Thank god I parked my bike so close to the exit. I snuck up to the main gates. The lock was open but the doors were half closed. I rolled my bike out with ease. Then locked the gate from the outside. It would piss them off but it would buy me some time. I started my bike and took off as fast as I could. It was notime at all when I saw the "You Are Now Leaving Charming; Please Come Again Soon". It might have been the two heavy blows I'd taken to the skull in the past morning, but visiting my mother seemed like the best idea in the world. That was all I could think about on the trip to Oakland. I also wondered what was going on back at the club.

What was going on back at the club was........

"She's been in there a long time." Juice said looking at the clock. Aemelia simply glared at him. "Maybe if you'd kept in town she wouldnt be in this mess!" Her tone was sharp.

"You're blaming this on me?!" He exclaimed.

"Your the one that left!"

"It was this or join the fucking insane charter!" He snarled. "What else was I suppose to do?"

"Maybe grow a sack and stick up for your family!' Clay finally decided to break up the fight.

"Alright, alright. It's everyones falt lets move on with our lives." He sighed stacking some was watching the two fight in the bar while he tried to figure out how to change Abel. It was usually Tara's job. But Tara wasnt around anymore. He'd taken care of Abel, thats true. But in fact, he always had some sort of helper. Now, with the exception of his mother, Gemma, He was on his own. Abel fussed as Jax tried to put on the diper, then realized he'd put it on backwards. He huffed agrivated with himself. Just then his cell phone rang. MOM. He fliped it open.

"Hey mom, thank god. You almost here yet, I need your help with the baby again." Jax paused to let her speak." Wait what?"

Gemma Teller-Morrow, was standing outside of the gate of the club. "Yeah, somebody locked the gate from the outside. I hope somebody can climb this thing." She said looking up the gate.

Jax on the other line answered. "Thanks Mom i'll let Clay know. We'll be out in a second...." Jax hung up the phone and picked up his son. Clay turned to him.

"Apparently somebody locked the gate....from the outside?" Clay pondered for a second. Juice and Aemelia looked at each other simultaniously.

....."Selena."

They shot off into the parking lot. They didnt even have to try to check the bathroom. Clay called over Happy, Tig and Prospect. "Why didnt you guys see somebody close this gate?" He asked in his deep angry tone. They all stared slack jawed and dumb founded. "Ahhh....I...We where....um.."

"I dont care how it happed just fix it!"Clay snarled. "Who's got the Key?" Happy pulled it out of his pocket. "Prospect climb over and unlock it."

Prospect looked up at the tall wall. Realizing his fear for hights he gulped. "Yes sir." He took the key from Happy's hands and put in in his jacket pocket. As he started climbing he felt like he was in gym class climbing the rope while everyone watched. When he finally made it to the top he felt like he just achieved some greatness.

"Are you going to admire the view or are you going to get your ass down here!" Gemma shouted. It startled Prospect enough for him to loose his balance and topple over the gate. Prospect hit with a hard thud. "Ya ok?" she asked.

"Least I landed on the right side." He said trying to remain positive. He unlocked the doors. By this time the gang on the other side had their bikes roaring and ready. Prospect ran to his bike to catch up. Aemelia stopped Juice. "I'm going with you." It wasnt a question.

"Hell no! This isnt your fight!" He argued

"The hell it aint, Besides this isnt your fight either, last I checked you ditched your family." She whipped back

"UGH! WE DONT HAVE TIME FOR THIS Get on!" He shouted.

. All had taken off except Jax. He ran up to Gemma. "Babe, what's going on?" she asked. Jax quickly filled her in.

Juice's little sister took off so she could go see her mom. some shit is going down the the Mayans. Can you take Abel?" He said handing her the crying baby with the backwards diper. "Of course." She said taking her grandson. Jax ran off to his bike. He was already behind the gang it'd take alot to catch up. Juice was no doubt in lead.

Gemma rocked the crying baby. "I knew that boys past would come back to haunt him." She said to herself as her son sped by.

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Juice was in lead. Aemelia was holding on for dear life. Juice had givin her his helmet to wear. He had a simple pair of sunglasses to block the wind from his eyes. He could hear the bikes behind him. Which meant to him he wasnt going fast enough. Aemelia wanted to shout for him to slow down. But she knew nothing going to slow him down, plus she wanted to get there just as much and as fast as he did. but she didnt want to die in the process. It amazed her his admiration for his sister. Maybe....he did care... but then she quickly tried to shove the idea out of her mind....... but not completely. Instead of thinking she just gripped on tighter.

Damn she thought before she even realized what she was thinking about. She squeezed his midsection. Boy is riped. she thought. Then quickly shut that idea totaly out of her mind. She felt her face redin. So she started to focus on the road and nothing else. Eventually she started counting cacti and shrubs. By the time they reached Oakland she managed to count 105 cacti 93 trees, and agenst her will, counted 1 six pack.

A\N; HSLP the last part is dedicated to you, no not because of What happens in Vagas. but because it is sooooooooo you.