Daughter of the Sons

Chapter 3

"Alright kiddo, this is your shot. You're 13 now, so I think you're old enough to help me on a run," Clay said, putting his arm around Phoenix's shoulders.

"Really!?" Phoenix said with excitement, "but... what will mom say?"

Gemma refused to have her join in on a run until she was AT LEAST 15, but Clay needed her help.

"Ah, what she doesn't know won't hurt her! Besides, Chibs, Tig, Jax and Juice have got your back, plus you can defend yourself! Now come on, they're waiting for us out front," Clay said, grabbing her shoulders and leading her outside.

They needed to go to the local park, because they needed to give some money that was owed to another club, only, since they didn't have the cash, Chucky set them up with some really good counterfeits.

The guy who struck the deal insisted on having two young people do the exchange, in public so that it wouldn't look suspicious. He was sending his 13 year old daughter, and they said that they would send Clay's 13 year old daughter too.

When they got to the park, Clay explained what the other girl would look like before sending her out.

The guys all spread out around the park, watching, making sure that things didn't go to shit.

Phoenix walked to a bench where the girl was sitting and popped a squat in the empty space next to her.

"Hi," Phoenix said.

"Do you have my dad's 10k or not, I can't waste anytime here on small talk," she said rather impatiently.

Phoenix decided it best not to talk, as she handed over a backpack containing the money.

Once the other girl got it, Phoenix got up to leave, only the other girl made her sit down while she checked to make sure that all of the money was there.

Phoenix became worried, that their plan would be revealed, and that her and the club would be in danger.

And her worries soon became reality.

The girl was smart, obviously learning everything in the business from a very young age.

She noticed that the money was fake, signalling to her crew for back up, holding Phoenix hostage, guns blazing.

SAMCRO soon revealed themselves as well, threatening the enemy with their own weapons.

The guy who held Phoenix held a knife to her throat, daring the Sons to come closer.

Phoenix told Clay with her eyes to put the guns down and he did. Everyone followed suit except for Jax. He kept the gun aimed in Phoenix's direction, ready to shoot her attacker if need be.

The guy holding her hostage made his threat clear, by putting his knife to her arm, making a deep cut all the way down her forearm.

Phoenix screamed out in pain but then contained it, trying to be brave.

This made Jax furious. He was ready to kill whoever he had to to get his sister to safety.

Phoenix could see the rage in his eyes, managing to kick her attacker in the groin before running behind Jax, and that's when the firefight began.

After a bunch of shots rang out, the worst injury from the gunfire was Juice getting a bullet in the shoulder.

Jax looked down at Phoenix, noticing how badly her arm was bleeding. She went an awful pale colour. Soon after, she collapsed, only to be caught by Jax and Chibs, who were standing on either side of her.

They got her to the hospital as quickly as they could before Tara managed to patch her up.

She had 42 stitches in her arm, making all of the guys cringe at the sheer number of them.

Of course Gemma came and flipped shit at them all for being so reckless, and for leaving her baby with a god awful scar.

Phoenix didn't mind really, she thought it made her look kind of tough.

Plus from this little altercation, she earned herself a nickname which she was surprisingly proud of.

Stitch.

Had a nice ring to it, no?

After Phoenix got out of the hospital, and when she had given her statement to the police, the guys took her home to celebrate her surviving her first job.

Tell you the truth, they were all proud of her, even Gemma too. She did exactly what she was supposed to, and Clay couldn't have been happier.

All in all, to Phoenix, it wasn't such a bad day after all.

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