Disclaimer: I don't own Sons of Anarchy. It belongs to the brilliant/genius mind known as Kurt Sutter.

July 1991:

She didn't want to leave him, but what choice did she have. The war with the Mayans was getting worse. And now she had a child to think about. A child he didn't and wouldn't know existed. A child that was the result of the last night they had spent together. That was two months ago. It seemed like forever to her though.

Now, she finds herself at a bus station on the outskirts of Lodi with a ticket in her hand to a small town in Tennessee. She could do this. She had to do this. Being pregnant with the child of a Son's member, an officer of the club no less, would put a huge target on her back and endanger her child's life before it even had a chance to be born. Leaving was her only option. She stood up as the bus pulled into the station and walked up the steps when the doors swung open. She found a seat at the back and sat down taking one last look out the window and saying goodbye to California.

December 1999:

It was New Year's Eve and already she could hear the loud music coming through the floor boards from the pub below. Just thinking about the place reminded her of him. Reminded her of how he would sit there drinking a glass of whiskey and watching his brothers joke around and flirt with the girls that hung around the club. He, of course, would do his own fair share of flirting and hooking up. It was after all how they met.

The sound of feet coming down the hall, alerted her to the fact that her eight year old daughter, Rayden, was still up and most likely wouldn't the rest of the night. Rayden was the one light in her life. The only thing she had to remember him by. The daughter that he didn't even know existed.

"Mommy, can I watch the ball drop?" She looked up to see her daughter standing there in her hello kitty pajamas holding her favorite stuff teddy bear. Oh, how her daughter reminded her so much of him. She smiled, nodded her head yes, and watched as her daughter climbed onto the couch and turned on the television. She turned back to what she was doing. Writing letters to the two people that unknowingly to them she had hurt the most. One to her daughter, Rayden Isabella and the other to Rayden's father.

May 2008:

She sat at the grave longer than she had planned to. It wasn't fair. Her mother was taken from her all because an idiotic person decided to get in their car and drive after consuming too much alcohol. At 17, Rayden found herself alone in the world. Left with only the letter her mother had written to her explaining why her father was never around and who he was. He is a member of a motorcycle club called the Sons of Anarchy and he never knew she existed.

Now with no other choice, Rayden stood up from her spot on the ground and headed toward the lady from child services, who would be traveling with her by plane to Charming, California, where she would meet her father and give him the letter her mother had written him. She only hoped he wouldn't turn her away.

A/N: First chapter is up. Let me know what you think. Any guesses as to who the father is?