Chibs' Dead Daughter, The Angel of SAMCRO

Service

(Uh.... rated R *embarrassed face* you have been warned...)

(I'm slightly disappointed in myself.)

"Wait, so let me get this straight.... You were there when your Aunt was murdered and you pretended to die, you killed the guy who was cleaning the bodies then fled... When you got to the states you killed three more guys, staged a suicide and then hid out until Matteo, Theo, and Carter showed up. Then you guys all lived together until Matteo made shit weird, Theo got arrested, and you all split ways till you went to Carter for help?" Juice asked so I half nodded.

"Yeah, that's the jist of it. Keith got me in contact with Quinn, Quinn kinda hid me when I told him my situation but I still helped out when needed." I spoke as I plated our breakfast, scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and hashbrowns. I handed him his plate and we sat down at the table. "But I guess I need to tell you this part incase my Da caught on yesterday... Jimmy O was the one who tried to kill me... Behind the IRA's back."

Juice dropped his fork as he was mid bite. "What?" I just nodded putting my fork down as my appetite disappeared. "Wait, why?"

I looked off. "He hates my Da, he hated me... He just wanted to hurt him I guess. While he won Kerrianne and Fiona over I wasn't having it..." I whispered closing my eyes as I remembered my Aunt's scream. "Also... Juice I met JT when he came to Ireland for a while. I used to call him Johnny and we got along pretty well. I was 6 at the time." I explained also and Juice just stared at me in awe.

"Anything else?" He asked but was still in shock. "I guess now is the time to say it."

"Uh, Matteo raped me but I socked him before it got too bad?" I almost questioned myself, I didn't know if I should tell him that part but I did.

Juice put his elbows on the table and held his head in his hands. "I'm so sorry Baby..." Juice mumbled so I reached over the table and put my hand on his shoulder.

He reached up and grabbed my hand. "It's okay Juice, the past is the past. We all have our scars nothing to worry about." I stated as I closed my left hand into a fist. It was feeling better but I still couldn't ride for the time being. I couldn't shift if I rode, ,my hand isn't working well enough.

If it still felt this way in a few days I was just going to push myself, fuck letting everything heal if it's gonna put me on my ass.

We finished breakfast and as we were cleaning I remembered about the Ireland Son... Should I tell him that?

No... Him and I had been friends before. I don't want to get him possibly kicked out even if he was a piece of shit... Our friendship had been important to me before hand... Either way I wouldn't probably ever see him again. I'm not going to Ireland any time soon and whose to say he's even still in the club anymore. "Let's go to the clubhouse. I think we are having a meeting about... You know."

I nodded closing my eyes. Should I tell him about Tig killing Donna? I wonder how Clay and Jax were doing... What about my Da? I haven't heard anything since last night. Chibs.... For all I know he could easily be in jail for killing someone right now.... He was IRA before... Would he wait for the club?

If I could wait so could he right?

Now I'm worried... Maybe I should call him.

"Hey I just got a text, table in 10." Juice spoke putting on his cut but I was out of it. "Hey, sweetheart." My heart still jumped when he called me that. "It'll be okay... If you need to not be in the room."

I looked up at him. "No... I need to. I need to show everyone I'll be okay... Juice can we... can we keep me being pregnant on the DL?" I asked making him look confused. "I know my Da will be if they know I might have to turn in my cut for a bit and I don't want to do that... at least not until we deal with Zobelle."