Hello all! This is my first SOA fic and it's a Juice/OC story. Please review and let me know what you think so I know if I should continue or scrap it. Also I'm not perfect so if I get some facts and such wrong please let me know and I'll try and correct or explain why I made it that way in the story. Thanks for reading. :)

[Rory's POV]

I ran my fingers over the cold surfaces of the name plate that was fresh in the ground with the familiar name on it. Donna Winston- wife to one of my oldest childhood friends laid buried six feet under the ground in my hometown of Charming. I swore I would never come back here after my mother was killed but I couldn't help but remember the long letters Opie and I had exchanged when I missed his wedding. He was one of my best friends, more like a brother and I had let him down once before I wasn't going to make it twice in a lifetime.

The air was thick just like I remembered in a California summer. I had gotten so used to the East coast in the last four years that being back here felt so strange to my body. The wind whipped through my long, dark hair before I pulled it up and secured it tightly.

"I'm sorry I never got to meet you Donna but you should know that Opie loved you more than any woman he's ever known. You brought light and joy into his world of darkness and I'm sorry that the darkness consumed you. Rest peacefully." I said aloud before kissing my hand and resting it on the stone.

"It's a shame what that life does to innocents." I turned towards a man in a gray business suit who was staring at the headstone.

"Do I know you?" I asked curiously not sure where this random man had come from.

"Ethan Zobelle. I just opened up a shop in Charming with my daughter and wanted to come by and pay my respects to the poor woman gunned down because of Samcro." The man extended his hand.

"Aurora Janowitz and I'm just visiting." I said simply as he shook my hand.

"Well Aurora Janowitz it was nice to meet you and I'm sure we'll be seeing each other in the future." He said matter of factly before releasing my hand and walking away. Something about the man intrigued me but I didn't really care to think too much into it. I crouched back down and brushed more leaves off of Donna's grave when another voice startled me.

"Friend of yours?" I knew the voice even after all these years. There was no mystery to the owner as I stood up hoping he'd recognize me.

"Friend of the family." Before me stood Piney Winston, Opie's father and one of the Redwood Originals. He had an oxygen tube in his nose and a bouquet of blue carnations in his right hand. He took a moment before stepping closer.

"Rory? Is that you?" He narrowed his eyes at me and I smiled.

"I thought maybe you'd forgotten all about me." I shoved my hands in my pockets as he walked closer.

"Are you kidding? Come here sweetheart." He wrapped his arms around me and knocked the air out of my lungs. He smelled of whiskey and sweat but the musky cologne he wore was fading like it always had when he rode. I hugged him back and laughed as he patted my back.

"I can't believe you're back. It's been far too long." He gripped my cheeks and I smiled.

"I'm not staying long. I just wanted to be here for Opie. I felt I owed him that much." I said sadly seeing the visible frown appear.

"Well he'll be glad to see you. They all will be but he could really use someone right now." Piney said setting the flowers down on Donna's grave.

"I need to go unpack at the hotel before I go anywhere else but-" Piney's eyes cut to me and cut me off.

"Nonsense. You can stay at the clubhouse or at Opie's. We won't have you sleeping in any hotel, sweetheart." Piney said sternly.

"My bags are there though." I added before Piney touched my arm.

"We'll have the prospect get them. Now get in the truck and I'll catch you up on everything that's going on." Piney had this look in his eyes that always convinced me to do what he asked when I was kid. It was the same look he gave me when they found my mom slaughtered in our home when I was younger and he didn't want me to see. I shook myself from the memory before nodding. I got into the truck and headed further into Charming towards the one place I spent most of my childhood. Teller-Morrow Automotive.

[Juice's POV]

I had just moved one of the cars we had just repo'd from the lot when I noticed Gemma handing the prospect a handful more of pink slips making me roll my eyes. This job never quite seemed finished. I walked over to Chibs who was drinking a beer on one of the picnic tables and laughing at me as I approached.

"Long day, eh Juice?" He mocked as I gave him the finger.

"Yeah blow me. Feel free to help at any time." I said with angst.

"Nah. I'd rather watch you do all the bitch work. Besides, I'm heading out with Jax and Tig to handle this Mayan shit. Stay sharp boys." Chibs grinned as he and the others mounted their bikes along with Opie and headed out of the front gate. I shook my head and re-entered the shop taking the slips from Halfsack.

"Do we have to get all these done today? I mean, Bobby's party is tonight." He moped and I just gave him a look that told him to shut the fuck up.

"Piney's back with the van." He spoke up and I glanced back at him not really caring.

"Damn who the hell is THAT?" He asked in awe.

"That is one fine piece of ass." Halfsack's words turned me around to see what the big deal was as Piney approached with a girl I'd never seen before. She had long legs covered by dark skin tight jeans and combat boots that matched her black tank top. It was her bright eyes that took my breath away as she pushed her sunglasses up into her dark hair.

"Prospect, need you to take Rory to her hotel to pick up her thing. Juice you think you can clear out my room in the clubhouse? Shouldn't be too bad but clean it up nice." Piney sauntered over to the two.

"Who's the hottie?" Halfsack asked earning a quick smack upside the head from Piney.

"Watch your mouth boy. Have a little respect." Piney wasn't playing around as the girl walked closer to us.

"Come on Piney, the prospect can clean out that junk shack. I've got runs to make." I said trying not to complain but I felt like he was having me do bitch work.

"Piney it's really not that big of deal. The hotel is fine." The girl spoke up making me feel a bit guilty.

"Aurora we aren't having the princess of Samcro in a hotel. Now Juice you can either clean up the room or give up your own. Your choice." Piney didn't give me any options as I glanced at the girl trying to figure out why she was so important. I shook my head at him and he patted my shoulder.

"Come on sweetheart, I'll show you where that bathroom is." She followed Piney past me and faint hint of lavender and honey invaded me catching me off guard. She smelled a lot different than the girls around her who usually were wearing much less and practically throwing themselves at anyone with a cut. Though something Piney had said caught my attention and I ran into the clubhouse to retrieve my laptop. He had referred to her as the "Princess of Samcro" which had me wondering who this Aurora girl actually was and what made her Samcro royalty. I didn't have much to go off of other then she was a obviously a daughter of a member. I started doing my research on the member information and saw the list of family members each patched member had and it was a short list. I clicked my tongue against my teeth coming to a lot of dead ends before a voice made me jump.

"You won't find me on there. I may have grown up here but I've spent a lot of time out of country and on the other side of the coast to be away from the life." I spun around to see the girl standing in the doorway crossing her arms over her chest.

"You must be Juice. I've heard a lot about you but Piney never mentioned that you were so nosey." She said snidely and cocked an eyebrow.

"Well excuse me for wanting to know why I'm supposed to be giving a sweetbutt special treatment." The words came out before I had a chance to process but instead of smacking me she simply laughed.

"Look at that. You are smarter than you think just not quick. Let me help you out." She walked over to my laptop and leaned over me so I could take in her beauty fully as she typed something into the screen. I kept my eyes on her though. She finally stopped typing and looked at me only inches from my face.

"Perhaps you should work on your manners Juan Carlos Ortiz from Queens. It'd be a shame to let the reputation of the clubs sweetheart go to waste." She whispered before pulling away and walking out of the door. It only took me two seconds to snap out of it and race to the door to see her getting in the van with Halfsack.

"Hey! How did you know who I was?" I yelled after her and she smiled.

"I get the Samcro newsletter." She smiled before they pulled out of the garage. I was confused until I realized it was a joke but I quickly raced back into the clubhouse to check my laptop to see what she had pulled up. On the screen was a picture of the First 9 with another tab open of an arrest article from when Lenny "The Pimp" Janowitz was sentenced.

Lenard Janowitz was found guilty of murdering three US ATF agents and was given a life sentence. His estranged wife had no comment other than that she wanted nothing more than to raise their daughter, Aurora Janowitz in peace. The infamous motorcycle gang known as the Sons of Anarchy also denies any affiliation to any criminal events taking place in Charming.

"Aurora Janowitz…Rory…Oh shit." Only I would insult the daughter of a Redwood Original. I spent the next hour researching her entire life and trying to figure out just how I was going to make it up to her before having my head ripped off by the guys.

[Rory's POV]

Halfsack was quite the chatty one as we headed towards my hotel though I noticed his heavy glances that lingered making me shake my head and smile knowing he was checking me out.

"So what's your story? How do you know Piney?" He asked.

"I grew up in Charming. The club raised me when my dad got locked up. Piney, John Teller, Keith McGee and Clay were like fathers to me. Then some of the others came along like Bobby Elvis and Alex Trager and took me under their wing like I was also one of their own so you could say I'm the daughter of many." I explained making him chuckle.

"Well who is your actual father?" He glanced at me.

"Lenny Janowitz but I'm sure you know him as-" He cut me off in disbelief.

"Lenny Janowitz...as in Lenny "The Pimp"? Redwood Originals third member and sex god legend of Samcro?" His mouth was agape and I laughed pushing his chin up to close his mouth.

"For a Prospect you sure know your shit. I'll have to put in a good recommendation for you." I winked at him and he giggled.

"Wow I can't believe I'm sitting in the presence of a club legacy." He tilted his head back and I shook my head.

"Just the descendant. I'm nothing special, I promise you that." I said as we pulled up to the hotel.

"That's where you're wrong. I mean you are the daughter of a first nine. The only daughter to be exact. You might as well be patched." He shoved the keys in his pocket as we ascending the steps up to my room.

"It's funny you mention that because the boys always joked with me about patching in with them but knew I couldn't because I was a girl so they said I could be the angel of anarchy. Assholes." Halfsack laughed as I put the key in the door.

"So you grew up with Jax and Opie?" He asked tilting his head from the sunlight that shined through his blond hair.

"Jax, Opie and Thomas. I was 5 when we lost Thomas but Jax and Opie tried to never let me feel that loss. Because I was the girl and the youngest, Thomas and I got along really well so everyone was heartbroken when he passed." I explained picking up one of my bags as Halfsack grabbed the other two.

"I can imagine. Heard it practically killed John." Halfsack said sullenly. I nodded.

"He took off for Belfast for most of it but a part of him died with Thomas I think." I said as we walked out.

"So what about your mom? Where is she at?" He asked with a smile but saw my face fall a bit.

"I mean...you don't have to tell me." He countered quickly taking my key and returning it to try and get out of the awkward silence I had created. When he returned I was in the van waiting for him.

"Sorry about that. It's just hard to talk about sometimes." I explained and he nodded.

"She struggled with a drug addiction. Damn near blew us up once with trying to cook up her own meth but she knew the drugs weren't allowed in Charming so that had her going on the outside skirts to get her fix. She was...she was gun down right outside of Charming when I was 16. They found her with her hands cutoff so they suspected she was just a junkie who stole from the wrong people." I took a deep breath and Halfsack just continued to stare at me.

"I'm really sorry to hear that Aurora." I snapped out of it when he used my full name.

"Please just call me Rory. I feel so old when people use my full name." I smiled and he shook his head before starting the van.

"Sure thing. You can call me Kip if Halfsack is too weird for you." He made a face and I laughed.

"Yeah Piney explained that to me. Sorry to hear about your...loss." I gestured to his crotch and he laughed.

"Thanks, lefty gets lonely but we make it work." He patted his crotch and we shared a laugh. We didn't get far from the hotel when police lights flashed behind us.

"Oh great. What do these assholes want?" Kip pulled over and watched the rear-view closely. His door was yanked open quickly and he threw his hands up as a gun was shoved in his face.

"OUT OF THE VAN!" The cop yelled before yanking him out by his cut.

"HEY! THAT REALLY ISN'T NECESSARY!" I shouted but was startled when my own door was pulled open and I was being drug out and tossed up against the hood.

"HEY!" Kip spoke up but the shoved him down next to me.

"We are taking you in for questioning." The cops declared as they reached for their cuffs.

"What for?" I asked confused.

"There was a report of shots being fired from a suspicious vehicle and we should have known it would be Samcro." One of the officers said with disgust.

"Are you kidding me? This is such bullshit." Kip said shaking his head. The cuffs were snapped over my wrists quickly.

"Wait wait please someone just grab my shit from the back. If it gets stolen I've got nothing." I pleaded hoping someone would at least grab my luggage but I didn't see anyone grab it before they threw Kip and I in the back of the squad car.

"Piney is going to be so pissed." Kip sighed.

"I feel 16 again." I said resting my head back against the seat. This was a total bullshit arrest but it wouldn't be my first. Though times have definitely changed. Charming PD was never this ruthless when it came to Samcro. The club kept them safe for the most part but it would seem as though in my absence the town I grew up in changed drastically. We pulled up to the station and they instantly separated us but a familiar face caught my eye.

"David?" I probed making him scrunch his eyebrow.

"Rory Janowitz?" His voice was much deeper then I remembered but I smiled at him.

"Deputy Sheriff, I should have known. The uniform suits you." I said brightly with my hands still cuffed behind my back. His face lightened as he approached.

"Oh my God it's been what? A decade at least?" He said with a smile but it faded when he saw she was in cuffs.

"Wait what are you being charged with?" He asked curiously.

"Apparently it's a crime to ride in a black van." I said rolling my eyes. He sighed and looked over his shoulder as they moved Kip into holding.

"I see it didn't take you long to find your roots. Samcro isn't the town heroes anymore Rory. You'll be quick to find that out." He said poking his chest out. I watched his demeanor change and it was frighteningly quick.

"Well David, let me remind you that my roots may not be as clean as yours but they're mine nonetheless and whether or not you like them I'd like the respect of not being treated like a criminal until you have hard evidence stating otherwise." I stepped towards him and he kept my eye contact.

"Put her in holding. I'll check out the other leads." Hale finally walked away as I was escorted into holding where I sat and started to think this was a bad idea. I loved Opie and I loved the boys but coming home and already running into bullshit was not a good sign. It felt like hours had gone by before I heard heels clicking across the floor. I looked over and a tall blond with a smug smile on her face gawked at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked getting annoyed with her staring.

"It's an honor to meet the daughter of the scumbag who killed 3 ATF agents. That was a real win for us." I looked at her with disgust before taking a moment to calm myself.

"Yeah I can tell. He gets free meals and board while you guys just lost 3 lives at one time. I can see how that would be a big win." My comment caught her attention and I could see fire in her eyes.

"Must have been tough growing up without your criminal daddy." She paced outside of the bars and I laughed.

"I did just fine with the criminals I was left with. I see someone didn't get enough love from her daddy considering you don't even know me and you act like an insufferable bitch." She laughed before getting closer to the cell.

"Kiss your mother with that dirty mouth…oh wait." I jumped up and she stepped back.

"Now now Ms. Janowitz I suggest you check that attitude." My temper was quickly getting the best of me when I heard the door open. Around the corner walked Wayne Unser. A man who knew me far too well.

"I didn't think it was true but here you sit. I suppose you were just telling her she was being released?" Unser said eyeballing the woman as I stood glaring at her. She gave a fake smile to both Unser and I before sighing.

"Of course. It's been a real pleasure Aurora. I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon." She walked away as Unser looked at me.

"You've been in town a few hours and already in my cell? Same ole Rory Janowitz except no Jax and Opie to blame." He opened the cage and I smiled.

"You know me. Trouble always seems to find my name." I smiled brightly before Unser wrapped me in a hug.

"It's good to see you sweetheart. You look good." He pulled back and looked at me.

"You look like hell on ice. Are you sick?" I asked taking in his appearance. He hesitated for a moment before sighing.

"Been battling cancer for about two years now. Keeping it contained though." I patted his arm and gave a sympathetic look.

"You've always been a fighter. I'm glad I got a chance to see you before leaving." I said with a smile.

"Well I'm glad to have seen you while you're here but let's try to stay out of lock up and away from that ATF bitch Stahl, okay?" He said her name as if she was causing more trouble with others outside of me.

"I'll do my best. Do you think I could get a ride over to the garage?" I asked politely and he gestured me to follow him.

"It would appear that Piney sent someone more capable to come get you considering Halfsack managed to get you as far as my front doors." He explained as we walked out front. I looked out and saw her taking puffs off of a cigarette. As she turned around I took in the unstoppable movement that was Gemma Teller-Morrow. The rock of the club but a mother in my heart.

"So you come to town without letting anyone know and get locked up before I can even get a hug in?" Gemma put her cigarette out and I walked down the steps.

"Ah blame it on my upbringing. Damn heathens." I winked at her and she laughed before putting her arms out.

"It's good to have you home baby." She kissed my cheek as she hugged me tightly.

"It's good to see you Gem." I closed my eyes and felt like a child. Gem always gave these motherly hugs that truly made you feel protected.

"You girls better get going. Stahl is on her way to pick Bobby up now. Don't want to miss the festivities." Unser spoke up and we broke the hug.

"Well thanks for taking care of my girl, Wayne. I'm sure I'll be seeing you." Gemma smiled at Unser and I waved as we walked over to black truck.

"Oh wait, what about my clothes?" I yelled to Unser who sighed.

"They are in evidence. I'll be sure someone gets them back to you as soon as possible." Unser said making me feel even more defeated as I slid into the car.

"So you want to tell me why you haven't called in the past 4 years? We tried tracking you down a number of times and you left us out in the cold once you left Belfast." Gemma kept her eyes on the road as we drove.

"Just trying to make it on my own Gem. After leaving Belfast...everything with Jimmy...I just needed to get away from everything Samcro." I said looking over at her. She looked disappointed. I knew she loved Charming and the club more than anything but I don't think she truly has ever tried to venture outside of this life which saddened me.

"I take it you aren't staying long then?" She said with the sound of disappointment bleeding through.

"I want to be there for Opie as much as I can but I don't have long term plans of staying here. I have a life outside of Samcro now. I just can't ditch it now." I said honestly as we pulled down the street to Teller-Morrow. As we pulled into the garage I could see it was already packed for Bobby's party.

"Well I know the boys are really looking forward to seeing you. We have been looking for a saving grace and you are certainly a breath of fresh air." She parked the car and touched my face. As we got out of the car I saw the clubhouse door open and out came a smiling Jax with open arms.

"HEY!" He sprinted the distance between us before picking me up in a tight hug.

"Whoa! Jackson Teller has become quite a hugger and a hell of a lot stronger then I remember." I joked as I kicked my feet in the air and hugged him back. I saw the rest of the guys coming out of the clubhouse over his shoulder.

"You have no idea how good it is to see you. It's been far too long Ari." Jax smiled brightly at me before kissing my cheek.

"The princess has finally come home." The deep voice behind Jax made us both turn.

"Come give me a hug, sleeping beauty." Clay held his long arms out and Jax released me to walk over to Clay. He practically bear hugged me and I took in the scent of his cigar smoke and Harley exhaust.

"I heard you ran into some trouble." Clay said looking at me as Piney and Kip emerged.

"Oh you know nothing new there. Just getting reintroduced to Charming PD. Didn't know David Hale was a cop. Should have seen that coming." I rolled my eyes and Clay laughed.

"Our good ole friend Hale." Clay looked at Jax but the thought was interrupted by someone charging me and picking me up.

"FLASH HAS FINALLY COME HOME!" I was thrown over Tig's shoulder so quickly I thought I might hit the ground face first.

"TIG PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed as he smacked my ass.

"Don't drop her Tigger." Gemma said as I yelped.

"Flash?" I heard a voice speak up and tried to see who it belonged to.

"Oh we have so many stories to tell you Juicy. This one is a wild child." Clay laughed as he smacked my ass as well.

"Um no. Stories do not need to be told just like my ass does not need to be smacked." I said punching the back of Tig's leg in hopes he'd put me down.

"You see, Rory here grew into her curves at a pretty young age and had no problem showing them off." Jax laughed as he explained my nickname. I covered my face as the blood started to rush to my head.

"Wow flash as in-" I cut Juice off.

"MOVING ON!" I yelled over him making them all laugh.

"Okay put her down Tig. She's starting to look like a tomato." Piney said punching his arm. He finally swung me back up and sat me on my feet. I pinched his nipple as hard as I could making him yelp and swat my hand before messing up my hair.

"Little shit." He said rubbing his no doubt bruised nipple. I glanced over at Juice who was smiling but quickly looked away when I caught his gaze. I knew I was blushing but the commotion stopped when I saw yet another face that was not only responsible for who I am today but someone I had the honor of saving in return.

"Do my eyes deceive me? Is that my beautiful Aurora?" His thick accent made me miss my home in Belfast and I could see his eyes getting a bit teary.

"Chibs..." It came out as a whisper as we met halfway before hugging one another tightly. Chibs was like a father to me when I felt like my whole life was falling apart.

"Oh my girl. Oh my girl." He repeated joyfully into my hair as he swing us both side to side. He pulled out of the hug and gripped either side of my face.

"You look even more beautiful then I remember. I can't believe you're here." He chuckled as I reached up and wiped a tear away from his face. His hair had grown out quite a bit but it was a good look for him.

"I've missed you." I said with a smile before looking at all of the faces I grew up with in addition to some new ones.

"I've missed you all." I shook my head before Chibs pulled me to his side.

"Looks like we've got two homecomings to celebrate tonight." He announced.

"The Princess of Samcro has come home." Jax announced making people cheer. I shook my head not wanting to be put on the spotlight but it appeared to be unavoidable. I caught myself looking over at Juice once more who laughed when he caught me. I tugged on Piney's arm and he leaned in so he could hear me over the people and the music.

"What is it darlin?" He asked.

"I was wondering where Op was. He's sort of the reason I'm here so I figured I'd have seen him by now." I looked around and he sighed.

"I sent him home. He hasn't spent any time with the kids since the funeral. He's getting lost Rory. He needs a light in all of this. He needs a reminder of happier times but tonight he just needs to be a dad." Piney explained and I shook my head. He kissed my cheek before leaving me standing on my own. I ran my hand through my hair as someone tapped my arm. I turned to see Kip standing next to me with smile and a cold beer.

"My partner in crime. It's good to see you on the outside." I joked taking the beer from him and klinking it to his.

"Yeah I think I caught more shit tonight then I have since starting." He said taking a swig of his beer.

"Well I'd tell them to go easy on you but I'm sure it will only make things worse." I said making him laugh.

"I appreciate the thought though." He winked at me and I hit his arm before Juice interrupted us.

"Prospect, we need another case brought out from the back. Handle it." He said and Kip cut his eyes to the side and I gave him a playful kick in the butt as he walked away.

"Well that was rude." I said making him raise an eyebrow at me.

"Hey I went through the same shit as a Prospect. Besides I wanted to apologize for being a prick earlier. I'm not usually like that I guess it's just been really stressful around here." Juice rubbed the back of his neck and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I guess I'll give you a free pass for now but when you least expect it I will cash in on you being a jerk and asking for a favor to make it up to me." I teased making him smile.

"Blackmail...you are DEFINITELY Samcro." He said as the bottle was at his lips and I hit his arm.

"So did you find what you were looking for on your laptop?" I asked smirking. He looked out at the guys and shook his head.

"I've always felt like the details in someone's life really don't compare to the stories. Like I know you left Charming when you were 15 and went to Belfast with McGee for a while which is where you met Chibs I guess. I know you probably work more jobs than most of us have put together and I know you are a certified mechanic and have a degree in nursing." I made an impressed face and he looked at me.

"Not bad but perhaps I'll give you some of those stories as we get to know each other a little better." I watched a smile pull at the corners of his mouth.

"I'd like that." I returned it just as a car pulled into the lot. It was a car I recognized from earlier at the cemetery. Juice and I walked towards Clay, Tig and the others where they greeted the car.

"Garage is closed." Clay said as the man in the business suit got out with three other men who looked fresh out of prison or a white supremacists rally.

"I'm not here for automotive repairs Mr. Morrow. My name is Ethan Zobelle, I just bought a shop in town and I'm here to offer some advice." Zobelle handed Clay his card before trying to offer him a box of his favorite cigars which he didn't take.

"Oh really? What advice would that be?" Clay asked with a chuckle of curiosity.

"I think it would be in your best interest to stop selling automatic weapons to the Mayans and the Niners." His bluntness was shocking and caught everyone off guard but they were quick to laugh his statement off.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a mechanic and a Harley lover." Clay grinned at the man as Tig brushed his arm.

"That's one of Darby's guys." It was as if the demeanor had changed the moment they realized this wasn't a Fed.

"Yes Mr. Darby is one of my associates who also agree your business with the two gangs should come to an abrupt halt as well." Zobelle folded his hands together in front of himself.

"You must be at the top of the Aryan food chain. Having all your teeth and a bit of education seems to have gotten you to the top." Clay said.

"Or sucking a lot of dick." Juice spoke up making the guys chuckle.

"Listen Mr. Morrow, what you do in your spare time is your own business but my shop will be opening in a few weeks and I just wanted to give you a heads up before this becomes a problem." I was shocked by Zobelle's threats. No one came at Samcro this straightforward. It was almost admirable. Tig stepped forward drawing his guy making the men behind Zobelle step forward.

"Tig." I said putting a hand on his arm.

"Are you honestly going to shot me right here with all these witnesses Mr. Trager?" Zobelle tested Tig, something many wouldn't do.

"NOBODY threatens Samcro. This is our town and since you're new I'll let this slide but just know that we make our own rules and we don't care who you are we do whatever the hell it is that we want. Mexican, black...or white. We have no problem filling you with bullets." Clay threatened as the men stood on guard. Zobelle smiled softly before letting out a sigh.

"Well I suppose we will be seeing each other soon." Zobelle nodded his head before his eyes fell to me.

"It was a pleasure seeing you again Ms. Janowitz." The boys looked at me confused and I just eyed him.

"Oh and Zobelle." Clay said making Zobelle turn back around.

"The next time you come to my home and piss all over my shoes, he will kill ya. No questions asked." Clay threatened. The men started back to their car when the one with the throat tattoo stopped in front of Gemma.

"Pardon me Ma'am." He said politely. Gemma gave him a strange look. Another member and Tig followed Zobelle's car all the way out of the garage as Clay, Jax, Juice and Piney turned to me.

"You know him?" Jax asked confused.

"Oh yeah Jax we're B.F.F's, didn't you know?" I said uneasy.

"Aurora." Piney said sternly as I wrapped my arms around myself.

"No I don't know him. He approached me in the cemetery before you got there. Said something about it being tragic that an innocent woman was gunned down because of Samcro." Clay tensed instantly before handing the card to Juice.

"I want to know everything." He said as Juice took the card.

"You got it." Juice ran back to the clubhouse to collect intel on the man brave enough to spit at the shoes of Samcro.

"Stay clear of him. We don't need you getting caught in the crossfire." Clay pointed at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Gee how could I possibly get caught in the crossfire of a mechanic cigar shop war?" I mocked and gave me a face of annoyance but Tig quickly put his arm around my shoulders.

"Rory, let me introduce you to some people you've never met." Tig turned me to the man he was staring down Zobelle with.

"This is Happy, he's in the Nomad charter." Tig clapped a hand on the man's shoulder as he extended his hand to me.

"Nice to meet you." His voice was deep and gravely.

"You sound real happy." I joked and he gave a slight smile.

"You should hear me when I'm horny." Happy rubbed his thumb over the top of my hand and I laughed at his advance as Jax pulled me away.

"Alright, backer down there Hap. The last thing we need is Gemma skinning our most dedicated assassin over Rory's ass." I gave Jax a pointed look as we walked away.

"Still being the world's biggest cox block I see." I joked.

"Yeah well it's what big brother's do. Besides you were the one who always said you would never be an old lady. I'm trying to help you out." Jax smiled. We walked over to one of the picnic tables and sat down. Jax lit up a cigarette and I looked at him.

"I want you to be honest with me Jax." He furrowed his brows at me.

"Aren't I always? What's on your mind?" He asked.

"How bad is it? I know Op hasn't even been out a year and now this? I know Opie is a strong guy but Donna was his world. This has the weight to crush him." Jax looked sullen as I explained my fears to him. He put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me to his side.

"I honestly don't know Ar. He just got back and he's still pretty distant. Maybe you being here is just the thing he needs to pull him out of it before he ends up getting himself killed." Jax took a pull from his cigarette before another car started to pull into the garage. This time people seemed to know who it was as they cheered. We got up and walked closer to the car seeing Bobby Elvis emerge with a smile on his bearded face. Juice had put his cut over his shoulders as he slid his arms through the holes and hugged each of the boys. I watched Tig give Bobby a hug before whispering in his ear and his gaze turned to me.

"Where's she at?" He smiled brightly.

"Welcome home beautiful!" He said as he pulled me roughly to his chest in excitement. I had to laugh as my face got tickled by his unruly hair.

"Welcome home yourself. I see you still look as rugged as ever." I said as he pulled away and kissed me on the cheek.

"Thank ya, thank ya very much." He teased.

"We'll catch up tomorrow. Go enjoy your party." I kissed his cheek and he smiled at me before Happy handed him a drink.

"Tomorrow darling. I promise." He was dragged away by two very large sweetbutts that made me shiver.

"He likes em larger than life." Chibs said draping an arm around my shoulders.

"Well if anyone can handle all that lovin' it's Bobby." I said with a chuckle. He planted a kiss on my cheek and squeezed me to his side again.

"I can't believe you're here love. You've grown up so beautifully." I leaned my head on Chibs's shoulder.

"I'm sorry I never called to see how your transition into Samcro was. I knew they would accept you with open arms." I smiled up at him and he put his hand on my face.

"It's because of you that they did that. I'll never be able to thank you enough." He smiled before kissing my forehead.

"You know I'd do anything for you Chibs. You took me in as one of your own, helped me get through a really tough time. You are like a father to me and that right there is more than enough." I wrapped my arm around his waist and closed my eyes thinking back to when I had arrived in Belfast and met the Scott. He, his wife Fiona and new born Kerianne treated me like they had known me my whole life.

We stood there and talked for a little while and I watched the boys down beer and shots down pretty hard while occasionally catching Juice staring at me. I tried to take it slow considering I wanted to get up early and visit Opie. I got to know Happy and Kip a little better and found them surprisingly entertaining. I could really see myself hanging out with Kip outside of the clubhouse.

I let out a yawn and instantly got ragged on by the boys for being a light weight. It wasn't a lie though. I was exhausted from today's events and being back home. History kind of takes a lot out of a girl.

"Aye Juicy boy, show Princess to her room will ya?" Chibs caught Juice's attention away from the sweetbutt that had been pursuing him all night. I gave Chibs a kiss on the cheek before saying my goodnight's to the remaining men in the room and following Juice to the dorms. I rubbed at my neck and heard his hand jingling keys in his pocket.

"I cleaned it up the best I could but also tried to put a few things in here to make it more girly. We don't really have a lot of women who stay longer than one night so sorry if it sucks." I laughed at Juice as he put the key in the door.

"Juice, I grew up in this. I'm not looking for the lap of luxury. Just a bed I can sleep in." He opened the door with a uncertain smile as he flipped on the light. I took a look around and had to laugh. There was a basket of toiletries on the chair next to the desk as well as candles spread out. However it being Piney's room it was humorous to think that a basket and candles could make it any less rustic and manly.

"The candles were to get rid of the wet newspaper and dust smell. I hope you like vanilla. It's all I had." He shrugged and I gave him a strange look.

"A biker with a love for scented candles? I'm not sure that's something you should share with people." I teased him.

"Hey, ladies love scented candles." He defended with a lighthearted smile. I walked over to the First 9 picture Piney had framed on dresser and sat down on the bed with it. Juice sat down next to me and looked at the picture.

"You know it would be a lie if I said I had no idea who you were when we first met." I admitted and he cocked his eyebrow at me.

"How is that even possible?" He asked confused.

"Awhile back my dad's lawyer said my dad wanted me informed of his condition when he got his throat cancer and all of his club checks were sent to me but I didn't want them." I watched Juice's face try to comprehend what I had said.

"I think I actually had to tell you to stop sending the money to me like 20 times." I laughed and he snapped his fingers.

"AH! I remember. I believe you said: stop sending me blood money you pretentious dickbag." Juice pressed his lips together and I blushed.

"You stopped sending it though." I said making him laugh.

"There was a part about castrating me and making me eat them that kind of did the trick too but Lenny requested that I just open an account for you to..." Juice stopped talking.

"For me to what?" I pressed.

"Well he figured you wouldn't come back until...until he died so the account was money to bury him and tie up any of his outstanding debts. I mean there is plenty in there for you if you wanted to rent a place of your own while you're here." I got lost in what Juice had told me but I chuckled.

"Already trying to get rid of me?" I smirked and he shook his head.

"No way. I'm actually really looking forward to getting to know you." Juice gazed at me for a minute before someone cleared their throat. It was the blond sweetbutt that was all over Juice earlier.

"Are you coming or what?" She spoke giving me darted eyes and making me shake my head.

"Just- Go back out there and I'll come get you." Juice seemed embarrassed and slightly annoyed as the girl rolled her eyes and left the doorway.

"I'm sorry about that." He apologized and I laughed.

"You aren't like the others Juan. Thank you for everything. I really appreciate it." I said thankful. I kissed his cheek and saw a blush quickly invade his dark skin. He got up from the bed and I lay back as he walked to the door but turned back to me with furrowed brows.

"You aren't going to change into something comfortable?" Juice asked making me sit up on my elbows.

"Yeah Charming PD has my clothes so it's looking like I'll be wearing this for tonight. Gemma said she would give me some tomorrow. It's no big deal." I said but he shook his head before leaving the room and the door wide open. I didn't get up and shut it because I figured he was coming back which he did a few moments later with a shirt in his hands.

"I promise it's clean. It should be pretty big on you so it will be much more comfortable then jeans." He handed me the shirt and I unfolded it to see it was a navy Samcro shirt.

"Thank you." I smiled at him and he bit his lip. The sweetbutt cooed his name in the hallway like a child ruining the nice moment.

"I'll let you get back to that. Goodnight Juice." I said simply seeing a slight disappointment cover his face as he walked back to the door.

"Goodnight Rory." He took one last long look at me before shutting the door. I walked back over to the bed before stripping out of the clothes I had on today and pulling the shirt over my head. It fell about mid-thigh and smelled like dryer sheets. Juice was probably the cleanest biker I'd ever met but it only added to his appeal. He was very interesting but I knew that getting too close to him would be a bad idea. I made a promise to my mother that I intended on keeping.