So sorry for the long wait between updates. I worked for a few days and now I seem to have misplaced my beta :( Don't leave me Brooklyn! Anyway, I didn't wanna keep you guys waiting any longer so I have decided to post before hearing back from her and as a result I am a little unsure of this chapter, so hopefully it doesn't disappoint. Working on next chapter now so I'll have at least one more up before next week.

A knock on the door stopped Lana's search for her keys. She'd been ready to leave to go meet up with Lyla when she realized she didn't know where they were.

She threw her bag down and went to open the door. A tall blonde woman in a suit stood there. She had fed written all over her. Lana leaned against the door and waited for her to speak, making it clear she already didn't like her.

"Lana Hunter?"

"Yeah. Who are you?"

The blonde flashed a fake smile at her. "Agent Stahl, ATF." She stuck her hand out, but lowered it when Lana just stared at her, refusing to shake it. This was the same bitch responsible for Donna's death. "I was wondering if I could come in. I'm leading an investigation on the Sons of Anarchy motorcycle club and I was wondering if you could answer some questions regarding your connection them."

Lana's heart beat sped up slightly. She didn't know all the details of the club's outlaw activities, but she did know they were into gun running. She hadn't been aware of the fact that the ATF was still investigating them though. She usually stayed out of club business. She didn't ask questions and no one offered information unless it directly affected her.

She didn't want to give away her sudden concern, so she raised her hand to her hip. "Why is the ATF investigating the club?" She asked, making it seem like the idea was ludicrous.

Stahl was clearly amused by her question. "We have reason to believe they're involved in an illegal gun running operation."

"Well they're not."

"Well Miss Hunter, we have reason to believe they may be, so until we have reason to believe they aren't, they are under investigation. As part of that investigation and a recent missing person case, I would really appreciate your cooperation in answering some questions." Stahl said.

Lana hesitated and then swung the door open, standing out of the way. Stahl forced another smile and stepped inside. Lana led her to the living room and sat down as Stahl followed.

"Forgive me, but I'm a little confused. As was necessary to my investigation, I've had to do a little digging on the people directly associated with the Sons and you are one of those people. You have a great education, a great job, no record, not so much a traffic ticket for the last four years. Why are you involved with them?"

Lana smirked and looked the blonde directly in the eye. "The sex is amazing."

Stahl returned her smirk. "I bet… considering you're involved with two of them, correct? Happy Lowman and Herman Kozik, if I'm not mistaken." Her eyes fell on the crow tattooed on Lana's thigh.

"I know you claimed that they aren't involved in any gun running, to your knowledge, but are you aware of any other illegal activities that they may be involved in?" Stahl continued.

"They're not involved in anything illegal." They both knew it was a blatant lie, but Lana knew the bitch had nothing on them.

"Right." Stahl said, impressed with Lana's confidence. "Do you know of a man by the name of Georgie Caruso? Big time porn producer. Rival to Luanne Delaney who's a partner in the porn business with the MC."

"Yeah, I know who Luanne is. Heard Georgie's name a few times, never met him." Lana said, trying to stay as close to the truth as possible.

"What have you heard about him?" Stahl said narrowing her eyes at Lana.

Lana shrugged her shoulders. "Just what you said: Luanne's competition. A real douche. Not much else."

"So you never heard anything about him or his guys harassing the girls that work for Luanne?"

"He may have, I don't know. I don't have much to do with the porn business."

"Really?" Stahl broke out into a huge grin then. "Because we got a warrant to search Cara Cara. Found some unreleased footage of you and Mr. Kozik."

Now Lana was getting pissed. She was glad she was quick on her feet when she was pissed. "Unreleased. How do you know it wasn't made for personal use?"

Stahl had no response to that so she simply flashed another smile.

"Caruso was reported missing yesterday. It appears he went out of town and was supposed to be back three days ago. His cell phone is turned off and his voicemail is full. No one's heard from him for a couple of weeks. His two bodyguards that were with him when he left are missing as well. We spoke to some of his employees who informed us there was some, uh… tension between him and the Sons before he left. They are suspects in his disappearance and if you know anything and refuse to cooperate by sharing that information, you will become a suspected accomplice, ruining that perfect record of yours."

Stahl was making it more obvious by the minute that she had not a shred of evidence against the club and no other leads. Lana could tell she was getting frustrated with her refusal to give her any information.

Despite her satisfaction at this, Lana was also pissed. "Are you threatening me?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. "Look, I have no clue where that scum bag is and I honestly don't care, so unless you have a body or some kind of hard evidence telling you the club is responsible for his disappearance, don't come knocking on my door again, because we both know that even if I did know something, I sure as hell wouldn't tell you."

Stahl was quiet for a moment, taking in Lana's strong reaction. "Scum bag huh? For someone who'd never met him and hasn't heard much about him, you have an awfully strong opinion of him."

"Do you have any more questions agent?" Lana asked, mocking her title.

"Not at the moment."

"Good. Feel free to let the door hit you on the way out." Lana stared her down until she finally stood and made her way to the door.

Stahl paused with her hand on the knob. "I will find something eventually. And when I do, both of your old men will be going away for a long, long time."

Lana managed an indifferent stare until the blonde gave a spiteful smile and left. She waited a moment after the door closed and let out a sigh, now suddenly very stressed and frustrated.

SOA

"She showed up at Cara Cara this morning." Lyla said, referring to Stahl, when Lana told her about her run in with the woman.

"That bitch." Lana said, even more pissed about the whole thing. "Did she question Luanne?"

"She spoke to everyone after they tore the place apart." Lyla said, taking another bite of food from her plate. The two sat in the small diner on Main Street for lunch.

Lana shook her head. "She's going after everyone close to the club. Not even ten fucking minutes in the same room with that gash and I already wanna kick her ass."

Lyla laughed, pulling her phone out and read the text she'd just gotten. "It's Ope. Wants me at the clubhouse."

"He can wait. I wanna finish eating." Lana said, taking another bite. Lyla gave her look. "What? I'm fucking starving."

Just then Lana's phone rang. "Hey you." She answered flirtatiously, seeing Kozik's name on the screen.

"Shit's going down at the clubhouse. Meet us at the police station." He hung up before she could say anything.

"Come on." She said to Lyla, getting up.

They headed to the police station and went inside to ask Unser what was going on. Not long after, all the guys were being led in, back towards the holding cells. Stahl walked in behind them all and Lana didn't even think about it before walking up to her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She asked, her words laced with venom.

"My job. We were able to obtain a warrant to search the SOA clubhouse. Didn't find enough evidence to charge them with illegal gun running, but we did find enough illegal weapons to hold them at least overnight."

"You don't have shit. If you did you wouldn't be playing these petty little games." Lana felt herself losing her temper more and more by the second.

Stahl grinned and waved away one of her guys that had moved forward when Lana moved closer to Stahl, getting in her face.

"Honey, as long as I got enough to get those criminals off the streets, even if only overnight, I'm happy. The more dirt I find on them, the worse they look, even if it is petty little things. It's all more proof against them, showing the whole world exactly who they are. They're no heroes like this town seems to think they are. They are the bad guys."

Before she even realized it, her palm had connected with Stahl's face. As the blonde held her hand to her face, one of the male officers grabbed her and pulled her away.

Stahl looked up to her, replacing the shocked look on her face with another cocky smile. "Now you get to spend the night in here with your men." She turned and walked back towards her office as the cop who had grabbed her drug her back toward the cells.

"Lana, what the hell?!" Happy shouted as the cop opened the cell door and pushed her into a cell with him and Juice. Kozik, Opie, and Jax were in the one across from them. Tig, Bobby, and Chibs next to them.

She ignored him until the cop had closed the door and left. She turned and looked at him when he grabbed her arm. "What did you do?"

"Stupid bitch was pissing me off. I lost my temper." She said.

"Dammit Lana. I don't need this shit from you right now."

"So sorry, Hap." She said sarcastically, still pissed and taking it out on him. "I totally did it just to piss you off."

"Lana! Lose the attitude now." Kozik warned, sensing Happy's irritation and knowing Lana wouldn't back off. She glared at him for a second and then rolled her eyes. Turning around, she sat down and crossed her arms.

A couple hours later, Lana sat on one of the small beds in the cell. She'd started to doze off out of sheer boredom, but the harsh sound of a metal door opening startled her awake. She looked up to see Stahl standing in front of the cell.

"Having fun kids?" She smiled at Lana, who simply glared at her. She was pissed, exhausted, and now sore from the uncomfortable position she'd almost fallen asleep in. "Looks like you all will be spending the night in here. Just wanted to let you know we got a warrant to search your house." She said to Lana.

Lana stood and walked to the cell door. She grabbed the bars, looking at Stahl. "Fuck you." She said. "You won't find anything."

Stahl shrugged her shoulders. "Probably not." She said, letting Lana know she didn't really care. "It'll be nice to know for sure though. We'll try not to make too much of a mess." She grinned again.

"You fucking bitch!" Lana lost it, pulling at the bars as if she actually had a chance at getting to Stahl. The bitch just stood there smiling at her which only fueled her anger.

Happy finally wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her back into him, trying to calm her down. "You got anything else to say or are you just here to stir up shit?" Jax asked from behind Stahl.

She turned to look at Jax and grinned. "No, I'm done for now. Have a good night." She turned and left.

Happy led Lana over to the bed and made her sit, feeling the tension radiating from her. "Calm down." He ordered. "What is with you?" He asked. She had an attitude for sure and a temper, but he'd never seen her this pissed.

She didn't like drama and was usually pretty good about keeping her cool and ignoring bullshit like this. She knew the bitch was just trying to get her worked up. The only time he'd ever seen her give in to her temper and give someone else the satisfaction of getting the best of her was when she fought with him.

She looked up at him and he noticed the moisture in the corners of her eyes as she continued to breathe heavily. "I don't know, that bitch is too damn arrogant for her own good."

Happy sat back on the bed, leaning against the wall and pulling Lana against him. She calmed down after a few moments and relaxed against him. He looked up and shared a concerned look with Kozik.

Kozik hated being stuck in a separate cell. He knew Stahl was what had triggered Lana's behavior, but there was something else. It wasn't like her to let something like this get to her. She knew about the kind of things the club was into and the risks that came along with it. She also knew as well as the rest of them that the feds had nothing on them. So why was she being so irrational about it all? Something was off and he didn't like it.

SOA

Lana woke up the next morning to the cell door clanging open. Happy was lying behind her with his arm draped over her waist. She turned and looked over her shoulder to see Hale standing in the open doorway.

She sat up, yawning, and looked at Happy, who was awoken by her movement. The others were all either awake or beginning to stir at the sounds of the doors being opened. "You all can go, just stay in Charming." Hale said.

Lana stayed where she was for a moment, watching Hale as he stood and waited for them all to leave. Happy and Kozik waited for her. "I'll be out in a minute." She said to them. They hesitated and looked at Hale, but didn't say anything before leaving with the rest of the guys.

Lana looked at Hale. They'd been friends since high school, even dated at one point. Her association with the club had gotten in the way of the friendship and they'd stopped talking eventually. Hale had always had it out for the Sons.

"What are you doing with this bitch?" She asked him once everyone else had left. "I know you hate the club, but I also know you're a good person and you're not looking for someone else to get killed like Donna. That's exactly what's gonna happen. This bitch won't stop until either her or every member of the club is dead." She watched him for a moment. "Be careful and don't trust her. You know she'll screw you the first chance she gets if she thinks it'll benefit her."

Hale lowered his eyes to the floor knowing Lana was right. As much as he hated the power the club had over his town, he knew they were the lesser of two evils. He could never be like Unser though, betraying his badge to help them. He looked up at Lana to find her staring at him with pity. She knew exactly what he was thinking. She'd always been good at reading people like that.

"I'm not asking you to help the club and no one expects you to. Just don't help Stahl." Lana said before turning and leaving.