Emilia Morrow tapped her the eraser of her pencil lightly against her notbook and stared boredly out the window. It was a hot sunny day and she was stuck inside a stuffy, grey classroom listening to her english teacher drone on about Iambic Pentamiter. She huffed and glanced at the clock.

Three minutes

She jumped slightly when a crumpled piece of paper sailed through the air and landed squarely on the desk in front of her. She curiously smoother it out and read the note scrawled across it.

Please kill me now...Movies at your house tonight?

She grinned and turned to her best friend Adele Christman who was two rows over and three seats up from her. She was absently picking at her chipped navy blue nail polish, and glanced up catching her gaze and grinned. Emilia nodded.

The bell finally rang and the two exited the classroom chatting animatedly about girls night. It was easy to see why they were close friends. Both decked in stylish clothing, perfectly coiffed hair, matching jewelry, and flawless makeup they were quite the sight. They stood out from the hollister clad girls currently giving them disgusted looks as they walked down the hallway, student parting so they could brush past.

Emilia breathed in the hot stuffy air and slipped her aviator sunglasses over her eyes, digging for her keys. She popped the trunk and threw her stuff in leaving it open so Adele could do the same.

"Hey Biker Slut!"

Emilia froze keys still in hand, car door ajar and turned slowly on the spot. The jocks, and their bimbo gang of cheerleaders were standing on the steps giggling at their own wit.

" Not worth it Em." Adele said snapping he rout of her breaking-a-cheerleaders-nose fantasy. She slipped in the car ignoring the taunts they were yelling across the parking lot. Adele sighed.

" I'm really sick of high school. Maybe it would be easier if I didn't associate with Biker whores."

"Yeah probab- Hey!" Emilia said, scowling and pretended to be hurt, and sent an elbow flying bumping Adele on the arm. She laughed.

"I'm just kidding Em." She said running her finger though her curly reddish brown hair " They don't know you, or your family. Besides, they wouldn't be talking so much shit if they hung out with all those fine, delicious me-"

"Ew Adele. They're...old"

"Not all of them!" She protested "The dark one with the tattoos on his head...Mmmmmmmmmmm" She gazed dreamily until Emilia started laughing.

"That's Juice. He's lovable enoughh..But he's a big idiot."

"Big idiot or not." She said, grinning "I bet he's a great fu-"

Emila's phone rang shrilly. She tossed it to Adele " Get that will you?"

" Hallow." Adele speaking. Uh-huh?Yes. .Yes. . Bye!" She hung up the phone

"Well?" She looked at her expectantly

"What?" She asked innocently

"Are you gonna tell me who it was?" She said, trying not to grin.

"Oh right! Some guy named Kozik, he's the blonde right? Your dad wants to see you at the garage before you go home."

She nodded and then smirked, " Juice will be there you know?"

She pretended not to hear her, but Emilia didn't miss her check her makeup in the side mirror.

Tig was developing a nervous tick, as he listened to Kozik drum his fingers on the handle bars of his bike. He was supposed to be helping Tig fix the piece of shit Volvo he was working on, but after Tig had threatened to throttle him with a seatbelt...twice, Koz had taken the hint and resigned himself to sitting on his bike, playing with his phone. Tig glared at him from under the hood.

"Are you asking for a slow, painful death, Brother?"

Koz cracked a smile "Awe come on Tiggy. Play nice." Tig grumbled and dove back under the hood furiously loosening a bolt.

"EMILIA!" Kozik boomed suddenly his shout startling Tig, and making him bang his head on the hood as he straightened up suddenly.

He glowered as he watched Kozik bound across the TM Lot towards the low slung, 67 black Mustang Fastback that belonged to Emilia Morrow.

He shook his head. he didn't know any other 18 year old brat who would even be allowed to sit in a car like that, let alone drive it. he watched her as she slid out of it.

The girl was too grown up for her own good. She looked like a kid who had seen too much, too fast. Although she was the only result of a drunken night when Clay was still a bachelor, Clay and Gemma loved her more than anything. Hell they all did. Even Tig liked her.

But he'd never admit it.

Kozik grinned brightly as Em slid out of her smal black mustang and hurried forward to give him a hug.

"Lookin' good Uncle Koz." She said, making a show of giving him a once over.

"Lookin' fine Darlin' " he replied, winking at her.

"I didn't know you were coming down." She said her eyes scanning the parking lot searching for the rest of the crew from Tacoma.

This didn't go unnoticed by Kozik and sighed.

"He's inside."

She nodded but stayed glued to the spot, her heart rate starting to increase. Koz shook his head and motioned for her to follow him. He led her out of the bright sun, and into the cool dark clubhouse. Sons were scattered around here and there, laughing, drinking and playing pool. her father was leaning casually against the bar seemingly in deep conversation with Bobby and the love of her life.

Happy Lowman.

Kozik didn't approve. Sure he loved Em. And he loved Hap. But seperately. Not together. She was too young, too wild, and too willing to give him everything.

Everyone who knew Happy knew he'd never take an Old Lady. As the club 'Killa' he probably shouldnt have had one anyway. He was like Tig. Their belief " Bitches don't call the shots" meant they were hit it and quit it type of guys.

Definately not commitment.

He could see the excitement practically pour out of her ears as she followed him to the clubhouse. he knew what was coming next. She'd get all big smiles, and sick adoration shit on him. hell she may as well have fallen at hap's feet and started hero worshipping him.

He had warned Hap about Emilia's feelings, but it had fallen on deaf ears. he chalked it up to 'kid stuff' and ignored him. but Kozik knew better. Since the day Emilia's piece of shit mother ditched her on Gemma and Clay's doorstep Emilia had become everyone's unnofficial niece. All the time spent with her 'Uncles' had amassed different feelings toward Hap. And although he complained through most of her youth that he 'Wasnt a goddamn babysitter' and hated kids, kozik knew he had nothin but adoration for that little girl. They all did. even Tig.

but Em felt different. Byt the time she was 12 her love for "Uncle Hap" had turned into something much deeper. He could practically hear her heart clocking against her chest as she laid eyes on Hap.

Here we go.

He stood before her in a short sleeve black t-shirt, low slung jeans, and his cut. Nothing special, but to her something so beautiful it hurt to look. Rolling muscle under dark skin covered in intricately detailed ink. his dark eyes locking firmly on hers, that steady gaze and expressionless face that made her heart want to jump out of her throat.

" Hey baby." Her father said, noticing she was there and pushing off the bar to give her a hug.

She and her dad hadn't started out on the best of terms. He hadn't even know she existed for the first 3 year of her life. But when her strung out mother had finally gotten sick of playing house, she ditched on the SAMCRO doorstep. Gemma had taken to her right away. She had always wanted a girl. Sure she loved Jax and Tommy, but she had always wanted a mini shit kicking Gemma to raise hell in a kindergarten classroom. And that's what she got.

Emilia loved Clay nowadays. the two had gone through a rough patch but any rebellious teen energy had seemingly vanished and the pair got along just as father and daughter should. She wasn't so sure how her father would feel if he knew her feelings about Happy, who was not only a brother but 20 some years her senior.

" Hi daddy." She said, accepting the embrace. Her gaze flicked quickly to Happy, who gave her a small nod.

"Hey Kid." he said, that rough low voice sending a small shiver up her spine.

She grinned broadley at him, her heart skipping a beat. She stared for a moment before grudgingly turning her gaze away to her father.

"What did you want to see me about Dad?" He took a hit of his cigar and blew the thick whit smoke out.

" I wanted to remind you of the party tomorrow. The wholoe crew will be here. Tacoma, Nevada, Arizona. You comin'?"

She nodded vigorously "Yeah of course. Lorca, and Bowie coming?" Clay nodded and smiled.

"Alright kid get outta here. Hi Adele." He said smiling in Adele's direction.

Emilia smiled at him one last time, before glancing quickly in Hap's direction and turning on her heel and leaving Adele following close behind.

Clay shook his head

"My little girl, just isn't a little girl anymore."

Kozik grinned "I'll fuckin say. I can't believe how much she's grown up." Clay grimaced

"That growin' up shit is what's gonna get me in trouble."

Bobby nodded, trying not to smile.

If Clay only knew.