Old Friends (Sons Of Anarchy)

Anyone There?

*Skips' POV*

I'm sitting in the van with Tig. It's deathly quiet. We're on our way to the warehouse.

"How do you like Charming?" Tig asks.

"I don't" I reply.

"Alright. What about SAMCRO?"

"Certainly like to look after your brothers, even out of your charter" I reply.

"You don't?"

"I do" I said annoyed.

"Then why where you so reluctant to go?"

"How many questions you gonna ask? You sound like Chibs"

"You always get angry this fast?" Tig asks yet another question.

"I ain't angry" I state trying to sound calm.

"I believe you" Tig says sarcastically.

"You should. It's the truth" I say. It goes quiet again and stays that way until we reach the warehouse. We stop and put on our masks. Tig grabs the bag with the guns and we get out. The rest of the guys were in cars.

"Everyone ready?" Clay asks. Everyone already has their masks on.

"Yeah" Everyone agrees.

"On 20" Clay says and I mentally start counting. Chibs and I go right as Happy and Opie make their way to the back and Jax, Tig and Clay stay at the front.

On 20 Chibs shoots the door open. We burst through and two guys start shooting. We hide behind a stack of crates and start shooting back. When we kill both of them we stand up. I can hear the gun shots coming from the other guys.

The room is filled with crates but that's all. I noticed Chibs picked up a crowbar and began opening one of the crates. I look at him shocked.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask.

"I want to find out what's in this" Chibs replies as the crate begins to open. "Little help" Chibs says. I sigh and grab the top part which is starting to come off. I pull hard and it comes off. Inside is hay.

"It's just hay, come on the guys will get worried" I tell him and he looks at me.

"No it aint" Chibs sighs and pulls out some hay followed by a gun. "Go see if the guys are alright and get them in here" Chibs orders. I sigh and open the door and peer into the room Clay, Jax and Tig entered. All the guys are there except Jax. He must be in the left room. I walk out.

"Clay, we found crates with guns in them" I shout as the guys come towards us and Jax comes out the left room and joins us. Clay examines the guns as does everyone else.

"They're nice" Clay states.

"We taking them?" Tig asked.

"We came here for our brother so he's our first priority. We'll come back and get these if we've got time but we still gotta check up stairs" Everyone walks out.

"Shit" I mumble under my breath. We walk through a small door with a glass window that leads to the stairs. We form a line with Clay leading. All of us clutching our guns ready to fire.

Clay opens the door cautiously to find the room empty. No one in sight. The room is huge. There's a long table surrounded by chairs in the middle. A couple of book shelves on the wall, to the left there's two sofas in front of a TV. There's nothing to the right.

"There's nothing else here" Tig sighs.

"Guess that information was bullshit after all" Happy states.

"Guess you were right Skip" Chibs says. He spits my name like it doesn't mean shit.

"How did you know it would be empty?" Opie asked.

"I didn't, I had a feeling" I reply.

"This isn't her fault" Jax defends me.

"Let's go" Happy said.

"What about the guns?" Tig questions.

"Put them in the van" Clay says walking down the stairs. We make our way down stairs and into the room where the guns are.

"Wait! Do you guys here that?" Tig asks.

"Here what?" Opie asks.

"Everyone be quiet" Tig says and the room falls silent.

"I don't hear anything" Jax says.

"Shut up" Tig says and Jax does as he's told. "I could have sworn I heard something"

"We checked the whole place. No one else is here" Happy says. I smirk as everyone carries on getting the guns.

"I'll open the truck" I say.

"Chibs go with her" Clay orders.

"I'm sure I can open two doors myself" I say.

"Never said you couldn't" Clay states. Chibs and I walk out together.

*??? POV*

"Help!" I try screaming but it's just about silent due to the bandana stuffed in my mouth and the hand pressed tight against my lips. I can hear them above us.

"Shut up! They can't hear you" Victor states. He has a husky voice. He's wrong though. One of them heard my scream and stopped. Because of that I have one of Victors guys hand pressed against my lips. I keep trying to scream but it's no use.

Footsteps come in and out of the building until a door slams and it's silent. The hand is removed from my lips and the bandana is taken out of my mouth.

"They're gonna know something is up" I state. Been tied up in this stuffy basement is horrible especially with Victor and two of his guys.

Victor is a crazy guy, one look and you can tell. He has a shaved head and a slim figure but he's strong. His eyes look like they're about to pop out his head all the time. Despite his appearance he really is mentally crazy and if you ever meet him you'll know.

"They've already searched the place and left. Even if they do suspect there's something up they won't come back here to look for you" Victor states. He's right about that. The only way to this basement is through a hatch on the floor that blends in with the flooring, it's almost invisible.

"That maybe true but he's gonna know somethings up and if he's anything like he used to be then he won't stop until he knows all the truth" I say looking into his cold blue eyes. He smirks amused.

"People change Hailie. There's no way him or anyone else will suspect anything. You don't mean anything to any of them" Victor says.

"You don't know them, they're better than that" I say defending my brothers.

"Can you name anyone that died for them over a year ago?" Victor asks. As I go to speak he interrupts me. "Actually I'm sure you can name one or two but think about it. Someone dies for the 'Sons Of Anarchy' you get revenge and then what happens? You forget they existed. That's what's gonna happen to you" Victor says and snaps his fingers.

Two guys hold me steady as another cuts me loose from the chair I was tied too. I  struggle in attempt to free myself but it's no use. They chained my arms to chains tied to the ceiling. One of the guys takes off my shirt.

"You must get some rush out of this, you psychotic freak" I spit.

"Actually I kinda do" Victor says and I can hear the smirk in his voice. I hear a whipping noise and pain rushes through my body. I grit my teeth as the horse whipping continues. I can't help but let out some screams.