Angel picked me up to have lunch with pa. Im glad that we are spending more time with him, even though this whole thing with mom now.

"Jesus." Dad said as he stopped reading the paper. Ez was one his phone, while i was eating my burrito. "That thing gonna make you stupid."

"Yeah." Ez smiles. "Might be too late."

"Too late?" I smirked.

"Shut up." He pushed my arm. I sticked my tongue out.

"When's the vote?" Pa asked Ez.

"End of the week."

"It's your life. Whatever choices you make I'm here, son." I looked at Ez. Of course he will, its dad.

"I know, Pop." The door opened and Angel walked out with a book.

"You know all these books smell like cow's blood, right?"

"You know you're supposed to read them not smell them, right?"

"Blow me."

"Since when do you read?" Angel smacks my head with the book. "Ow!"

"Hey!" My dad sternly said, looking at us.

"Love you, Pop." Angel said as he gave him a kiss on the head.

"Cuídate." He nodded.

"Bish called. I'm at the table."

"I'll catch up." Angel left. Ez started to throw his garbage away. "Need a ride?"

"Nah, ill walk." Ez smiles and hugged us both goodbye. "Vas a comer eso?" I told my dad as i pointed at the leftover burrito.

"Take it." He chuckles as he pasted me the plate. "Anything new?" I nodded as i swallowed the burrito.

"Theres a possibility that im going back to college. Not sure though. Since I dropped out, theres some complications. But I'll make some adjustments. I can work it out."

"Thats good to hear. Im happy for you." He smiled at me. He placed his hand on mine.

"Thanks papi."

"Dont give up your dream okay. You're a great artist." I smiled widely.

"I promise you that." A customer came in.

"Ill be right there." My dad told them. "Ill see you soon okay. Be careful." He got up and hugged me.

"Si papi. Te querio." I helped him with the plates and went my way. I made it to the clubhouse, walking past kids, junkies and families. I opened the door to the club and saw everyone coming out of the table.

"Marisol!" I turned to see Bishop walking towards me.

"Bishop, whats up?" I pushed my hair back.

"You got-" i pulled out the papers out from my bag.

"Just finished last night." I smiled, my hard work.

"Actually, would you like come with us?" Angels head popped up. "You know this more than anybody. We're going to meet with SAMCRO about some gun shipments, i want to see your take. Help us out."

"I don't think its a great idea Bish." Angel said as he wobbled towards us. "Marisol?"

"I mean, you guys dont have all the numbers like i do." I looked at Angel, worried in his eyes. "In and out right?" bishop nodded. "Im in." Bishop smiles and hugs me.

"Thank you Marisol. I dont know what would happen if you were gone." Bishop walks away and I looked at Angel.

"Are you sure about this?" He whispered as he touched my arm.

"Angel, im sure. Anything bad happens, thats on me."

"If anything bad happens, im getting you out of there." I hugged him. We started to pack it in. We all went outside. Angel and I spotted Ez, worried, on his phone.

"What's up?" We walked up to him.

"Heard from Emily." Ez turns off his phone and looked at us.

"What?"

"She found an old picture. Galindo's mother had it.
Pop and José Galindo. Emily knows he worked for the cartel."

"Jesus." Angel rubs his face. I crossed my arms.

"I had to tell her the truth why we needed to find the source of the transfers."

"Fuck. That was a risk, man." Angel swore.

"I know."

"What'd she find?" I said as I got closer.

"She wouldn't tell me. She couldn't wrap her head around Galindo. Galindo's family being part of Mom's murder."

"Shit."

"Sorry."

"Its not your fault." I put my hand on my arm. My phone started to buzz, so did the boys. We all saw 'Unknown' number.

"I fucking hate this guy." Angel shoves his phone back in his pocket.

"That makes both of us." I hit declined. Ez answer and we went to meet up Potter. When we made it, he was there, standing, looking away.

"Los hermanos Reyes. Fearlessly feasting on rotted flesh. Pure instincts turning decay into sustenance, life into death." He started to talk to the dead animal, birds were picking at. I crossed my arms.

"What the fuck do you want?" I said to him.

"Seems our, uh our fates are entwined and here we are again in need of each other."

"We don't need you." Ez told him.

"Of course you do."

"You don't know shit about us." Angel joined. "And you wouldn't know a familia fuerte if it crawled up your skinny, psychotic ass."

"Sadly, there is truth in that." Potter lifted his head up. "My relationship with Edward was, at best, tense. Lone military brat up against a full bird with a fifth of Cutty. Ooh-la-la."

"Yeah, man, we've all lived through the after-school special."

"Why mention our father? This have something to do with you showing up at the shop?"

"That is why we need each other, Ezekiel for the sake of our fathers."

"Oh, this'll be good." I faked out a laugh.

"You see, I want to make the colonel proud. Solve the big rebellion puzzle. But to do that, I need to know the truth about what happened in the desert." We all looked at each other. "And you three, you need to make your padre proud, and to do that, you'll have to save Ignacio Cortina from being deported." My heart dropped. My body was filled with rage

"You fucking asshole!" I screamed. I charged at him, Ez and Angel held me back. Two of Potters men came out, pointing guns.

"Hey, hey, no, no! Hey!" Ez repeated as I was still trying to charge at Potter.

"Marisol!" Angel puts his arms around me.

"Don't let him get to you!"

"Good advice, brother." Potter said. The nerve this man has.

"Tell us what the fuck you want, or I'll pull my gun, and while the suits take me down, they'll cut your fucking heart out." Ez steps up to him.

"Whether you're inside his circle or not, you had proximity to the cartel and to señor Galindo." Potter started to get mad "So my question is to you, lady and gentlemen, how far does the ruse go? How far? You will tell me everything." He yelled at us. "Rebels, Adelita, Galindo, Palomo, all the pieces tangible truth supported by evidence. If not, Johnny Coco Cruz will go to jail for the death of Celia Cruz." My heart was on the ground. I got out of Angels grip.

"Fuck you!"

"Marisol!" Ez quickly grabbed me.

"Also I'll have ICE pick up Felipe Reyes, an illegal immigrant with a violent past. He'll be locked away l in one of our fabulous detention centers. And we all know what happens there, don't we?" Potter smiles. I wanted to smack that grin off his face. I wanted to him here and now.

"What if there's no more truth? You have everything that you want."

"There's always more truth, EZ. I will give you a few days to, uh, figure out how to play it. I'll do what I can to keep all the Reyes's alive." He walked back to the car and drove past us. Ez lets me go.

"He's done it again. He's fucking played us." Angel started to cry.

"Fuck." I pulled my hair back. What am i gonna do? I have to protect Coco.

"No, not yet. Not yet."

"Hey.Hey." Ez grabbed my face and makes me look at him. Tears fell slowly. "Fuck this guy. Marisol, look at me, he's no gonna hurt Coco. Hes not taking dad away." He assure me. He looked at Angel, who was out of it. "He's not gonna break up your family or our family. You hear me? He doesn't win. Not again. Hey! He doesn't win."

"Yeah." Angel nodded. He walked to his bike. "Come on, we got a long ride. Gives us time to think." I took a deep breath and looked at Ez.

"Nothing is going to happen to Coco, I promise." I nodded. We met up with the club. I went in the van with Creep.

"Tunes?" He asked me, passing the aux.

"Nah, you play whatever. My music taste isnt good anyways." Creep smiles.

"Come on, one artist, they cant be that bad." He passed me his phone. I typed in my song of choice. "Is this?"

"Romeo Santos?"

"See?" I shyly smiled back.

"Hey, im not judging." We rode out for six hours. I slept through the whole car ride.

"We're here amor." Coco gently woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and got out of the can. We all said hello to Ramos and his guys. I stayed with Ez and Angel outside.

"Where you think you going, snitch?" Said pinky and the brain duo.

"What?" Ez questioned.

"You forget what you did?" Said the skinny one.

"Yeah, well, Ticker was my primo." said the fat one.

"He was also a lying thief." Angel joins in. "I wouldn't lead with that part of the family tree, Ganso." I held Cocos hand. He looked at me as I paid attention to the two other assholes.

"Let a patch have an opinion, man. He ain't your brother here. He's a fucking noob."

"Hey." I said as he called out Ez.

"Fuck that fat little burrito." Angel was annoyed by them. Ez, Angel, Coco and I walked in the house. Ramos came and attacked me with a hug.

"Glad to have you back Marisol." He patted my back.

"Thanks, I'll do anything for this club, including doing paper work or even take the trash out." They laughed. The men had drinks, talking about somethings. I felt out of place. I was the only girl there. "Imma smoke." I patted Cocos shoulder. Angel saw I got up and followed me. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Ez was already out.

"She's not picking up." He was talking about Emily.

"Its okay, we'll find a way." I told him as I pulled the stick from my mouth.

"What the fuck are we gonna do, bro?" Angel asked.

"We'll know when we know."

"You got to stop praying in the church of Coco, man.
It's freaking me out." We both laughed.

"You should go with him, youll learn a thing or two." We heard bikes coming up. We walked back in.

"Reaper's here." Angel announced. I walked back to Coco. Everyone stood up. The doors opened, reviling five men, including Happy.

"So who do we got to fuck to get a drink around here?" Said the other man, with scars. Everyone laughed and went up to him. Bishop grabbed me and introduced me to him.

"Marisol, this is Chibs, President of SAMCRO."

"Nice to meet you Chibs." I smiled, giving him a hand shake.

"Nice to know you love." He said with his thick accent. "I hear you do these men dirty work." He pointed at the men.

"I don't complain. These men would be lost if they didnt have me." He laughed, making me smile.

"I like you." He pointed at me.

"I mean who doesnt." I smirked.