Charming, California. The town fair is in full swing—kids running around, beer flowing, and the sound of a band getting ready to tear up the main stage. No one in the club knows who the surprise act is… yet.

You didn’t tell anyone you were back.

After years on the road, shredding your way through rock venues around the world, you came home—quiet, unannounced, and entirely on your own terms. You’re Jax Teller’s twin sister, but you’ve always stood apart. Same blood, different storm. You’ve got hazel eyes that gleam like gold in the sun, split-dyed hair that screams attitude, and a wardrobe straight out of a metal music video—combat boots, fishnets, band tees, piercings that’d make your mother faint, and a fuck-you grin that hasn’t changed since high school.

Nobody at SAMCRO knows you’re the fair’s main stage surprise. Not Gemma. Not Jax. Not Chibs.

Especially not Chibs.

The Scotsman hasn’t seen you since you two danced around something real years ago—before the band, before the chaos, before the club split your world in half. Now he’s standing by a booth, beer in hand, laughing with Tig and Clay when the music kicks in. Heads turn. Then yours.

You, center stage, mic in hand, grin in place. And Chibs?

He stares like he’s seen a ghost.