I had managed to get out of the SOA's business and told the agent that would be coming to meet me at my house. "ATF!" HE shouted, although he really didn't need to because I already knew he was there. 

"Come on in Derek." I say, and he slips into the house - I look around before shutting the door and grabbing my pack of cigarettes of the table and lighting one up - opening it for him and he took one.

"Why are you here?" I asked and he sighed - letting a circle of smoke out. 

"Shit's gone west in New England, Treasury of your club found dead." He says, and I close my eyes - letting out a large grunt that made smoke come out of my nose. "We think it might'v been an accident but Diamond is getting her ass beaten about it." He says and I walk towards the drawer.

"Get the feds off of her ass, the money's yours." I say as my phone pinged and I looked to see it was Gemma. They know the feds are at your house, Chibs, Clay, Jax and Tig are on their way along with Bobby and Piney. - Gem. 

"Jesus Christ, I'm sorry to cut this short - but you need to get out of here now." I say and he nods, before pressing his lips against my forehead and walking out of my house - shutting the door on his way out. 

--

It had to be about ten minutes when I heard the motorcycle engines outside, before they were shut off. "Jesus Christ," I heard someone curse outside, "How can she live in this part off town?"

"It's Hayden, she doesn't want anyone to worry about her - that's my sister for you." I heard Tigs' say and I let out a small chuckle as a loud knock went off on my door. 

"I'm giving you two seconds before I'm banging down your door." Clay says and I roll my eyes, before getting up and walking towards the door. He was right, after two seconds the door was banged off it's hinges.

"Are you fucking kiddin me? I was coming to the door smartass." I hiss lowly, grabbing a cigarette from the packet and lighting up another one. I shook my head before heading back towards my living room. 

"Woah, where do you think you're going." Clay says, before bringing me into him - I struggled before turning around in his arms and hugging him back. 

"It's been a long decade Clay." I say, and he chuckles. 

"Jesus Christ kid," Chibs says, as I let Clay go and hug him. "You've grown stronger," He says, and I let out a small chuckle. 

"Well don't just stand outside, get your asses inside." I say, and they all laugh before clambering into my house. "You're old lady, is good at warning someone your coming." I mock Clay.

"Damn, she's fast." Clay says, and I let out a laugh nodding. 

"So, Tig." I say, slapping him upside the head. "When did you get so stupid not to wrap it up?" I asked, and Chibs and Jax barked out a laugh - at my protectiveness and relentlessness teasing. 

"Ow, fuck. Seriously, I'll just cut their stomachs open and wash them with bleach. No DNA, left." He says, and I shake my head.

"I seriously think there is something fundamentally wrong with you darlin'." I say, shaking my head and leaning back in my seat, and putting a bottle against my lips. 

"When did you get back?" Jax asks me and I sigh, twisting my body to put the bottle up onto the table and turned to look at them. 

"Yesterday. I saw Gemma, and your child first." I say, "He's cute." I say, and Jax smiles before slipping his hand over mine and squeezing it. 

"Thank you." He says and I give him a smile before another knock on my door - scared everyone and I grabbed my gun from the table next to me.