Description: The bisexual daughter of Piney Winston joins the ranks of SAMCRO after the death of her older brother.

"Bobby," I said as I parked my bike outside TM. He walked over.

"Now's not a good time," he said. "Four guys in county."

"Shit, looks like you're gonna need some new members," I said.

"No," he said.

"Bobby come on," I said. It was no secret that I wanted to prospect in to the club. The guys refused because I'm a woman. I was raised by the club, but that didn't seem to matter to them.

"Look Jax will be out in a few days," Bobby said. I nodded and headed into the TM office to punch in.

A couple days later I got a call from Jax.

"Opies wake is tonight," he said.

"I know man. Tig called," I said.

"How soon can you get here?" He asked.

"Twenty minutes," I said. I was already grabbing some black jeans and a nicer shirt to change into.

"Make it ten," he said and the line went dead. I rushed to get to the clubhouse.

"Bobby said you asked about prospecting again," Jax said meeting me at my bike.

"I did," I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"One, you need new members, even with the nomads disbanding. Two, I can out ride and out shoot most your guys," I said.

"I know but you're a woman," he said.

"That ever stop me from being one of the boys before?"

"No, but I'm worried about the guys not keeping their hands to themselves," he said.

"I have a girlfriend," I said.

"Damn now they'll really want in on some girl on girl action," he said.

"Look, I'll wear baggy shirts and cargo pants day to day but I'll dress how I please at parties. I don't think I need to prove I can ride and shoot better than your guys. And for the record, I've killed people for this club before."

"No ones forgotten," he said. Piney's my dad, but I didn't know until I was 16. My mother always just told me he was some nomad passing through and had the club help raise me.

Once, when we were getting ready to go into a lockdown, someone broke into our house trying to get to the club. I killed him without second thought because he had a gun to my mom's head.

"So do I get to prospect?" I asked.

"We have a table meeting day after tomorrow," Jax said. "We'll vote. You have to prospect for a year before we vote on patching you in though."

"I know the deal," I said.

"So a girlfriend?" He joked. "Was I really that bad?"

He was the last guy I slept with a few years back before I got with my current girlfriend.

"You've known I was bi since we were 15," I said.

———————— One Year Later ————————

"It is with great pleasure we introduce our first ever female member," Bobby shouted. "Get up here." I hopped onto the table and screamed as all the guys cheered. At first they were pretty apprehensive about having a female join their ranks, but they quickly realized they needed me. I had one key advantage for them: I speak fluent Spanish.

Chibs held my kutte up and I slid the leather onto my shoulders. I knew my smile was from ear to ear as I made eye contact with my now fiancé. I hopped off the table and pulled her into a kiss.

"I'm so proud of you baby," she said. I kissed her lips once more.

"You're a full member, that means you now have a crow to give away," Jax said as he stood behind me. "Hap's ready."

"Baby," I said, placing my hand on my fiancé's cheek. "Will you get my crow?"

"Hell yeah," she said. "I get to be the old lady of the first female to ever join SAMCRO." 

"Hap," I yelled and he nodded to one of the rooms that they kept sterilized for tattoos. I interlaced my hand with my fiancé's and dragged her to the room.