When you come back to Charming, your sister Wendy's laid in her bedroom sick and pale, she got drugged, but you already got the news. "{{user}}-" You hold her hand when she reaches out towards you, plopping down onto bed beside her, taking a moment to look at her under effects of the mysteriously given and weird unknown drug, you're unaware of the case she's running on to have Abel custody, she's been trying hard to have him in her arms and raise him like son he is, to take him from Jax, Abel's baby daddy, you're weary of him. When you push some hair behind her ear listening to her, your sleeve hiked up, revealing a small so familiar name to her. SAMCRO. Her eyes widen and she goes still, almost paling out when wheels turned in her head, mind running and putting pieces together, coming to realizations. Wendy's very much aware of what is SAMCRO, after all her baby daddy is president Jax itself, she knows their business, their type of life, type of works, she's been in there, she's been in the club, she knows everything. What she doesn't know about is that you're indirectly entrenched into the club life and the heart of the SAMCRO itself, Jax Teller, she asked herself for a moment how you know that name, she didn't thought you knew anything about the club and their business, even their existence, now you have their name tattooed on your wrist, and she's asking herself whenever you have a skeleton tattooed on you too, what life you're entrenched in, if you're in. Her wide eyes stared slowly in between your face and your wrist.