I was sat at the bar in the clubhouse with a coffee in my hands, Opie was outside fixing a motorcycle in the garage. I was alone till Jax walked in. "How are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm good," I nodded.

"Well Clay wants us to escort the next gun shipping," he said.

"Okay, is Op coming?" I asked.

"No, it's just us and Chibbs," He said.

"Oh okay," I replied. "When are we leaving?" 

"Now," Chibbs answered walking in, so both Jax and I got up and headed to our motorcycles.

"Hey, where's my kiss?" Opie asked pouting. I rolled my eyes dismounted my motorcycle and kissed him with a quick peck on the cheek. "Hey!" He whined grabbing me by my arm and pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately. I pushed myself away and climbed back onto my motorcycle.

"We'll be home soon," I smiled under my helmet.  I shut the visor and drove off first, wheel spinning my back wheel, Jax and Chibbs rode on either side of the gun truck.

"Slow down there are two cop cars coming up," Jax said in my earpiece, I began to slow down changing into a lower gear, my earpiece began to ring. I  took one hand off my handlebars and tapped the side of my helmet.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey hun, I thought you'd want some company on your journey," he said.

"You know Jax will kill you if he realizes you're talking to me," I reminded him. 

"I know, but to know you're safe is a comfort to me," he said.

"Yeah but you're blocking the line for the earpieces," I said.

"Oh well," he answered, I could tell he was smiling on the other side. He seemed to always have a smile in his voice. "Now concentrate on the road, not me." 

"But I can't help it if you're in my ear," I told him. He chatted to me for a little while, but  I hung up as I heard gunshots behind me. I turned to look and the Mayans were hot on our tail. I turned around and pulled the gun from my pocket and began firing at them.

"What are you doing?" Jax yelled.

"I've got them, keep going!" I called back,  Jax and Chibbs drove with the truck while I had a standoff with the Mayans. I skidded my bike to stop as did they, we dismounted and held guns to one another.

"Aw, Jax sent his iddy biddy sister to deal with us!" The president teased.

"Ha! No. Has anyone ever told you to never mess with a Teller?" I asked sarcastically, turning my head to the side.

"But hasn't anyone ever taught you not to play with Mayans?" He replied, one of his men had walked behind me and knocked me on the head with the butt of their gun, I dropped immediately but the next time I woke up I was bound and gagged.