A new kid. That wasn't unusual in Charming. The low crime rate brought in lots of families wanting a safe town to raise their kids, not realizing that the only reason the town was so safe was because of the motorcycle club that ran the town from behind the scenes. But over the last four months there had been eight people that had gone missing from town and there hadn't been a new kid in school for over a year since the war against the Mayans began.

That made the new kid unusual. Why did a family want to move to Charming while it was experiencing it's bloodiest year in Charming history. On top of that no one had been hired in the area. No man or woman looking for a job to support their kid and no one knew where the new kid lived. In a town this small it was impossible to escape people knowing at least a little about you as soon as you came to town, but this kid was a complete enigma.

The only thing that anyone knew about the new kid was that on his first day at Charming High he was dropped off by an old black car, he kept to himself and he'd been seen around town with a younger boy that went to the middle school.

Jax wasn't the only one that didn't like how much he didn't know about the new kid, Gemma and Clay didn't like that they had yet to see a parent around town and didn't know what they're intentions were here. The mystery around the new kid was what made him beyond unusual.

Jax was walking down the hall with Tara and one of her friends. They were chatting while he escorted them to their next class. They were almost to the classroom when the new kid walked past them, he smiled and nodded his head to the girls before continuing down the hallway. Jax followed the new kid with his eyes while the girls erupted into giggles and Tara's friend began gushing about how cute he was. Jax broke off from the girls and followed the new kid down the hall and around the corner. When Dean turned down the end hallway he was alone. The hallway only had one classroom and two empty teacher offices. Jax rounded the corner and grabbed the new kid by the shoulder and spun him around.

"Who do you think you are? Flirting with my girl?" Jax growled, pushing the new kid against the wall. The few students who were walking out of the classroom quickly diverted their eyes and hurried down the hall.

"I think my name's Dean. And you are?" Dean asked as he leaned back against the wall completely relaxed. Dean's ease only pissed Jax off more.

"The guy that's going to bash your pretty boy face in. The Teller-Morrow auto shop on the end of town, 3 o'clock. Be there." Jax snarled as he pushed away from Dean.

"Sure." Dean said as he straightened up and adjusted the collar of his leather jacket.

"And I trust that this will be a one on one fight." Dean stated and Jax snarled again as he spun on Dean.

"I wouldn't let anyone else have the pleasure of beating your ass into the ground." Dean looked pleased and nodded to Jax.

"See you at three." Dean turned and walked into the classroom. Jax was seeing red, Dean's easy going acceptance of Jax's threat pissed him off and set him on edge at the same time. There was something wrong with the new kid and Jax was going to get to the bottom of it.

With ten minutes till three Jax was pacing the TM parking lot. Opie was standing a few feet away, rolling his eyes at his best friend. Jax needed to learn to control his temper. Opie had tried talking Jax down, but he wouldn't hear any of it. Jax had made sure that Clay knew what he was doing and Clay told him to keep it clean. It amazed Opie how fucked up their lives were that the adults in their lives thought it was a good idea to settle a beef with fists and guns instead of remaining level headed and talking things out.

Opie checked his watch, at least there was only three more minutes till this shit show got started. Jax continued to pace and the other guys milled around, keeping an eye out, not wanting to miss the afternoon's entertainment. The minutes ticked by and Jax only seemed to get more agitated the longer he waited. It was now 3:03 and Jax was fit to be tied.

"Where is that son of a bitch?" Jax snarled as he looked at the clock on the garage wall.

"Maybe he's not coming." Opie suggested as he took a seat on the picnic table, picking up the can of coke he'd gotten from the bar in the clubhouse.

"Should have just beat him to a pulp right there in the hallway. Shouldn't have given him the chance to pussy out." Jax ranted and Opie sighed as he leaned back against the table, but set back up when he saw two figures walk into the TM lot.

"Jax." He said and pointed to the gate. Jax snapped around and sneered at the taller of the two figures walking up the lot.

"You're late!" Jax snarled.

"Well I'm sorry your highness, but I had to pick up Sammy from school and they dismissed a little late today. Didn't realize it was the crime of the century." Dean put his hand on Sammy's shoulder before turning a little to speak to him without taking his eyes off Jax.

"Go over to the picnic table. Don't get too comfortable, we'll be out of here soon."

"Dean." Sam started, but Dean shook his head.

"We'll be outta here soon, I promise." Sam sighed and hiked his bag further onto his shoulder before walking past the steaming Jax to sit on the picnic table opposite Opie.

"Brought your little brother to witness your beat down, how nice." Jax scoffed taking off his sweatshirt while Dean did the same with his jacket.

"Where else was I going to take him, as you so nicely pointed out, I was late. Didn't want you to think that I wussed out on our plans." Dean said with a smile. Jax sneered before throwing a punch toward Dean's face. Dean dodged and landed a punch to Jax's side. Jax stumbled back a step with a hiss, grabbing at his side. Dean smirked and did his best to pose like a Muhammad Ali poster, giving a few hops and fake jabs to further piss off Jax.

The pain in Jax's side ebbed as his anger rose. He charged at Dean faking a punch to Dean's face while aiming for his gut. Dean blocked the hit to the head and moved so the punch to the gut barely missed him. Dean landed a punch to Jax's face, sending Jax reeling. Jax blindly kicked out and hit Dean in the leg. Dean grunted at the impacted and stepped back as he watched Jax fall on his ass to the ground.

Opie looked over at the little kid sitting across from him as he sighed. Sammy, as Dean had called him, was sitting with his head on his fist, looking bored.

"Does this happen often?" Opie asked, concerned by the kids reaction. How often did this kid watch his brother fight that it didn't phase him any more. Sam shrugged.

"Dean likes fighting, but not with civilians. He's only fighting that guy so that the guy will leave him alone. Dean wasn't flirting with his girlfriend, dad just taught us to be nice to girls, though he did say he thought the blonde was pretty." Sam said and Opie nodded, a little confused by the term civilian. It made sense, Jax had jumped the gun, picked a fight with a guy that was going to kick his ass without even knowing what he had picked a fight over.

Opie turned back to the fight, the guys and a group of the mechanics were gathered in the garage doors watching. Clay did not look happy as he watched Jax catch Dean's fist over and over again. Jax's eyebrow was bleeding and his lip was split. Dean let Jax catch his cheek before giving him a punch to the gut and then his jaw on his way down. Dean grinned as he stood over Jax panting and groaning on the ground.

"Is this what you wanted, your highness? You wanted to fight, but can't even land a proper punch." Dean taunted as he wiped a little bit of blood from his lip before spitting on the ground to his left away from Jax.

"Get up, you can't take a loss laying down. Get up!" Dean's voice dropped an octave and got louder as he spoke, his face aging in a way no one had been expecting. Sam's head snapped up as he heard Dean's voice.

"Oh no." Sam whispered and Opie became concerned at the kid's tone and paid more attention to his friend that was laying on the ground in front of a very pissed off guy that looked like he was going to eat Jax for breakfast if something didn't happen soon. Jax struggles to sit up, obviously motivated by the taunting.

"Are you deaf? I said get to your feet!" Dean yelled and Jax managed to pull himself to his feet again, glaring at Dean as he did so. A dark look entered Dean's face as Jax attempted to stare him down.

"You want to throw down, then you need to know what you're going against, but if you're stupid enough to pick one without knowing, then the least you can do is put up a decent fight." Dean squared up and watched Jax do the same. Jax launched at Dean again and again failing to land a punch.

"Don't fight with anger, fight with determination, like their something on the line! Anger fades with pain, but determination grows stronger!" Jax ducked his head and ran at Dean to bowl him over. This time Dean didn't move, instead he stood his ground, grabbed Jax by his shoulder's, kneeing Jax in the gut, knocking the wind out of him before pulling him up to land a solid punch to Jax's nose. Jax screamed as his nose began to gush.

"Staying low doesn't help unless your opponent is taller, you have to be fast. If it helps think of it as kill first, so you can die last. One punch has to be enough. There's no luck when it comes to a fight, it has to be skill or your going to end up bleeding to death on the ground!" Jax took a wild shot at Dean in a desperate act to defend his pride, but Dean blocked it and landed another solid hit to his temple, knocking Jax out. Dean caught him as he fell and lowered him to the ground. Dean turned to face the crowd that had gathered in the garage door way.

"Anyone wanna defend his honor?" Dean demanded with a dark glare. No one moved despite the noise coming from the crowd.

"Sam!" Dean calls and Opie watches as the kid across from him springs into action. Jumping from the picnic table and swinging his backpack onto his shoulders in one motion before taking off to walk out with his brother without a backward glance. Opie watched as the two figures walked out of the TM lot and disappear around the gate. Clay walked over to Opie while Otto and Piney walked over to Jax to take him back inside to wake up.

"Who the hell was that?" Clay asked angrily.

"The new kid. Know he first name's Dean, but don't have a last name." Clay nodded as he glared toward where Dean had disappeared. Tig walked over, glancing between the knocked out Jax and the gate.

"Haven't heard anyone bark like a drill sergeant since I left basic. Haven't seen anyone fight like that since I was in the marines, either. Kid was giving me flashbacks." Tig said a little awed.

"Tig I want you to follow them home from school tomorrow. I want to know everything about that kid. There has to be a reason that kid knows how to fight like that and it can't be good. When Jax wakes up we're going to pump him for what he already knows, might be useful." Tig nodded while Opie stared at the gate grimly. Opie had a feeling Dean wasn't going to leave Charming unscathed if Clay and Gemma had anything to say about it, especially after the beat down he had just given Jax. Gemma was going to be out for blood and Dean would be lucky to escape with his life if she got a hold of him. As for Opie, he'd gained a new level of respect for the new kid. Not many people got to walk away unharmed once they were set in Jax's cross hairs and without even knowing it, Dean had damaged Jax's reputation not only at school, but also at the garage and it was going to take a very long time for that to mend.