Part 1

Lisa's POV

The call came about a year ago telling me that my brother, Herman Kozik, was killed by a landmine while with SAMCRO. The Mother Charter was burying him in Charming, California even though I was still in Tacoma. I still remember the day after I got the call.

Lee, the SAMTAC president, knocks on the door. Seeing him through the peephole, I open the door, stepping aside to let him in. "How you holding up baby girl?" he asked me. "I don't know. I just can't believe he's gone. He was all I had left." I tell him, feeling tears in my eyes starting to fall again. "Lisa, I hate to have to be the one to do this but, you know how we told you that we all write letters to our loved ones, just incase? Well, because you are still here in Tacoma, Koz had us keep his." He tells me as he hands me an envelope with my name in my big brother's handwriting on the front. "I have to get back. Call me if you need anything. You are still one of us and we are still your family." He tells me. I just smile back weakly as he heads out the door. I lock the door up tight, walking to the couch to read what my brother has to say.

"Hey little sister,

I guess if you are reading this, that means that the reaper finally called me home. I know this sucks but if I went out doing something for the club, then you know I went out doing what I love and probably had something awesome to say before I died. You know me. It will be awesome.

Anyway, I need to know you are taken care of. I know you hated that I was in Charming and you are still in Tacoma but I did everything you asked. Life insurance money goes solely to you. The house in Tacoma goes to the club but only when you are ready to move out. But now I need you to do something for me. When you are ready, move to my house in Charming. It was left to you also. Tig will be keeping up the place until you are ready and move there. He also has the house keys. He will help you get settled in and take care of you.

I know you. You need your time and the club will respect that but there is one more thing I need for you to do for me to know that you will be okay. When you move to Charming, I know you will be with Tig because of how close you alway were to him. Do what he tells you to do. Happy is also there but there is something more important you need to promise me and since I am dead, you can't say no. Happy will be watching over you too. When he asks you to be his Old Lady (and it will happen, mark the words of a dead man) don't say no. Let him claim you so I know you will be taken care of. If he tells you to do something, do it. Don't fight him. Listen to him like you would me or Tig.

Don't say that he will never take an Old Lady. He will. And it will be you. But for now, little sister, I love you and please take care of yourself. I am and will always be with you.

Herm

I read the letter a couple of more times before folding it up and putting it in my wallet to always keep it with me. I had lost my brother. My best friend. Of course, I had another brother but had not spoken to him in nearly a decade. He didn't approve of what Herm did and didn't approve of me choosing to be in this club life with him.

That was a year ago. I had not been to Charming since I was a kid but saw some of the others when they would come to visit but still had been several years since I had seen any of them. A lot had changed. Passing the "Welcome to Charming" sign, I couldn't help but smile. I was almost to Tig.

I pull onto the TM lot and get out of my car. Herm bought me a 1967 Shelby Mustang GT350 and I loved this car. Walking across the parking lot I look to the shop doors and see a few people working but not who I am looking for. I walk to the office and see an older woman, beautiful for her age, sitting at the desk. I knock on the door frame. "Can I help you sweetheart?" She asks. "I hope so. I'm looking for Tig Trager?" I asked. "I can get him for you. Who's asking?" She questions with a suspicious look on her face. "Can you tell him Little Lisa is here?" I asked. She tells me to have a seat and walks to the clubhouse.

"Tig!" Gemma yells, walking into the clubhouse. "You have a visitor. Cute little thing." She tells him. "Who?" He asks. "She said tell you it's Little Lisa." She told him. Tig didn't say another word, he walks out of the clubhouse and to the office as I am walking out of the door. Tig picks me up grinning from ear to ear, kisses me on the cheek. When he puts me down, we see everyone looking at us like we are crazy. We turn around and I introduce myself. "Hey, I guess you are all wondering who I am. I'm Lisa Kozik. Koz's little sister." Everyone's mouths gape open, shocked at what I just told them.

Bobby walks forward and gives me huge hug. "I can't believe it's you. All grown up. Beautiful honey. Welcome home." He tells me. After that, everyone came up and either introduced themselves or hugged me and welcomed me. Gemma was the last one. "I'm sorry about your brother. Let me know when you are ready and I will take you to see his stone." She tells me, hugging me. "Thanks Gemma." I tell her.

We walk into the clubhouse and are sitting at the bar catching up and I asked Tig. "Herm said he had a house here that he left me. Do you still have the keys?" "I sure do. I have a second set that I am keeping just incase. I have kept the place up and took care of everything and will as long as you need me to. Rest of the club too." He tells me. Before I can respond, Gemma comes in, "Guys, you all need to watch the office. Tig let me see your keys to the house. There is nothing there for our girl here so I am going to get her set up with groceries and necessities." She tells us as Tig hands her the house key. "Gemma, you don't have to do that." I tell her. "It's no problem. You are family sweetheart. This is what we do." She tells me before walking away. "She always taking care of people like that?" I asked Tig. All the men around say at the same time. "YES!"

After a while, it's just me and Tig. Gemma had since come back and told me he house is fully ready for me. I tell her how grateful I am and she leaves us be. I had to ask. "Pop, is he here?" Tig knew who I was referring to. "No, he went to see his mom. Should be back later. You know we are having a party tonight so you will probably be crashing here tonight. We have to celebrate you being home." Tig tells me. I know the Sons. They don't need a reason to have a party.

Three hours later the party is in full swing. "Pop, can you get me another beer while you are up?" I asked Tig. He just smiles and walks to the bar. Juice looks at me funny and asked "Why do you call him Pop? I thought you were Koz's kid?" I laugh as Tig sits back down and hands me my beer. "First, I am Koz's kid sister, not kid. Second, I went to live with Koz when our parents died and he went through a hard time with his addiction. While he was on his binges, Tig took care of me. Made sure I ate and made it to school. More like a father than my own father so I just started calling him Pop." I explain. It seemed like everyone seemed to realize there was more to Tig than his sadistic personality.

All of a sudden, the clubhouse doors open and in walks the man I was worried about seeing. I had a feeling that he got the same letter I did, if I knew my brother. Happy looks over and as soon as our eyes meet, he turns and walks back out the door. I stand to follow and see that everyone around us was looking at us confused, Tig nods giving me the go ahead.

Walking out the door, I see Happy sitting on the picnic table and walk over sitting down next to him. "You not going talk to me?" I asked nudging his shoulder with mine. "When did you get in?" He asks, not looking at me. "Today. Herm said to come here when I was ready and I figured a year was long enough. Is me being here going to bother you?" I asked, curious. "Why would it. I need a shower and a drink." He says, getting up and walking back inside without another word.

Well, that went better than I expected. I walked back in the bar and told the guys I was heading to the house. Tig had the prospect follow me to make sure I made it there safe. This is going to be interesting.