Angel stares out into the backyard just watching the birds and bees flying around. It’s been twelve years since D.A. and Angie had adopted her and raised her to be the woman she is now. Her mother’s made her see a psychiatrist because of all the abuse and trauma she had suffer at the hands of her birth father. She really couldn’t call the man that help create her a father.

The psychiatrist she had to see also helped her with her gender issues. She was a friend of Helena’s and went off what Helena had seen of her during the time she had traveled with the Sirens.

Her mothers had enrolled her in the private school Kimberly taught at. Her first day of school she had been scared, because she didn’t know how the other kids were going to treat her. Kimberly had kept a close eye on her just in case a problem develop, but the other kids just treated her like any other girl in school. She did have one teacher that gave her a hard time when she had gym class. She was going into the girl’s locker room, when the teacher told her she had to use the boy’s locker room. She refused to use the boy’s locker room. The teacher had been told that she was supposed to be treated as girl. So, she ended up missing the first day of gym class.

When D.A. found out what happened, she came up to the school and threated to file a law suit against them and the teacher. They already knew her mother was a lawyer and when she threatened to sue them and the teacher. They transferred her to another teacher that didn’t have a problem with her being a girl. So, she was allowed a locker in the girl’s locker room.

She had joined the cheerleading squad in school and was on the swim team as well. Angie taught her how to play tennis, but she wasn’t a good tennis player. Her adopted sister was good at it.

D.A. and Angie had adopted another girl whose mother had abandon her when she was just seven years old. They had adopted her sister three years after they had adopted her. She was thirteen at the time when they did.

Angel is brought back to the present when she hears her younger sisters voice.

“Angel where is mommy Angie? She was supposed to take me to school today.” Lisa comes walking onto the balcony where Angel was
standing drinking her coffee. She was dressed for school and ready to go.

“Mom asked me to drop you off sis.” Angel just smirks when she looked at her younger sister. She had no idea why her mothers would allow Lisa to dye her hair purple.

“What are you smirking about?” Lisa looks at her older sister like she was nuts.

“I’m trying to figure out why our mothers would allow you to have purple hair.” Angel knew their mothers weren’t the strict type of parents, but she knew they had their rules.

“Well, it was an accident. Me and some of my friends were trying to dye our hair for Halloween and mine came out purple. Our mothers were mad at first, but when I explained everything. They forgave me. Brenda told mom she could dye my hair back to my natural color, but I plead with them to keep it purple.” Lisa looks at her wrist watch to check the time.

“Can we go please. I want to hang out with my friends before we go to first period.” Lisa shifts her book bag.

“Yes, we can go. We’ll take my motorcycle. So, go grab your helmet from your bedroom.” Angel and Lisa step through the sliding glass door and lock it.

“Okay” Lisa runs off to get her helmet from her bedroom. Her helmet had a bunch of fairies on it that one of the ladies from her mother’s MC had airbrushed on a light blue helmet.

Angel walks down into the garage where her motorcycle was kept. Her mother D.A.’s motorcycle was down here. The spare motorcycle they kept at the house was there along with her other mother Angies project. Her mother Angie was rebuilding her first motorcycle to give to Lisa when she became of age. It was the first motorcycle she had learned on.

Angel walks over to her own motorcycle and put her helmet on. It was just like her original helmet she first wore when she rode with her mothers when they went to Sturgis. The motorcycle she has now was custom built by her uncles and her mother. The motorcycle that belonged to her biological father was sold. The reason she did that was it brought back to many bad memories. So, she had asked her mother Angie to sell it at her uncle’s motorcycle shop. The money from the sale of that motorcycle went towards the custom build of her motorcycle.

Lisa comes running down into the garage “I got my helmet.”

Lisa gets on behind Angel and holds tight to her waist.

They wait for the garage door to raise and once it was all the way up. Angel pulls forward with her motorcycle. She stops and press the button on her motorcycle to lower the garage door. Once it starts moving down, she starts moving down the driveway to the road and take her sister to school.

Lisa was going to the same private school she had gone to. Kimberly was the principle now of the school. Kimberly and Brenda had adopted children of their own. They have a Native American daughter that was Kimberly’s niece whose parents had died in a car accident. Then they had adopted a set of twins from a couple that child services had taken into custody. The twins’ biological parents were drug addicts.
Angel pulls up in front of the school and drop Lisa off.

“Mom told me to give you twenty dollars.” Angel pulls her wallet out of her back pocket and pull out twenty dollars and hand it to her sister.

“Thanks sis.” Lisa runs off to go and met up with her friends.

Angel heads off towards her mom’s and uncles motorcycle shop. She wanted to pick-up some parts for her friend’s motorcycle. She told him that the next time she went home, she would go to her mother’s shop. Angel couldn’t believe how the town has changed since she has been gone. She had joined the Airforce right out of high school and went to college on their dime. She had done six years in the Airforce. She was going to do a full twenty, but the person she was serving under was an ass. Somehow, he found out that she use to be a male and gave her a hard time about it. She thinks it was the guy that she had been seeing and living with. She had told him because she didn’t want any secrets between them.

They had been talking about getting married, till she came home early one day and caught him in their bed with the woman next door. She came to find out that he had been seeing both at the same time. Then she had gotten involved with a married man. She didn’t know he was married till his wife had followed him one day and confronted them. She dropped him after that and decided not to date for a while.
Angel arrives at her mother’s shop and parks her motorcycle next to her mothers. She could see her mother talking with a customer, so she walks around to the shop door and walks in. She spots one of her uncles working on a motorcycle and the other one was nowhere to be seen.

Sam had heard the shop door open and when he looks over towards it, he sees his niece walking in. He hadn’t seen Angel since she came home for Christmas last year.

“Angel, it’s good to see you. What brings you up here?” Sam opens his arms to hug his niece.

“It’s good to see you uncle Sam. I’m finally home for good this time.” She gives him a good loving hug. She had missed her uncles.

“Are you staying with your mothers?” Sam had been surprised when his sister had come home from her annual trip to Sturgis with her MC with a little girl in tow.

Angie had told both him and his older brother what had happen during the trip. How her and D.A. had found Angel and the fact that D.A. had to kill her birth father in self-defense. He was about to shoot Angel all because he wanted his own child dead.

“Yep. Mom had threatened to turn my old bedroom into a workout room, but instead she left it like it was.” Angel had been surprised her mother hadn’t done anything with her room.

“So, does that mean you’ll be coming back up here to work or do you have another job in mind?” Sam wouldn’t mind having his niece working up here at the store or back here in the shop.

“I wouldn’t mind, but that depends on uncle Jake and mom.” Angel knew her mother and uncle Jake would have to agree on who works here. Especially if she was going to work the counter and back in the shop.

“Well, I know your uncle is looking for someone right now. We’re shorthanded and need someone who we can just throw onto a project without having to watch them. We taught you everything you know about motorcycles and you could use your mothers’ tools till you get your own tool box. Let me talk with my brother and I’ll let your mother know. Okay?” Sam knew that Jake would rather have his niece here then someone else.

“Okay, uncle Sam. Oh, do you know if we have these parts in stock?” Angel pulls out a list she had folded up in her pocket and hand it to him.

Sam unfolds the paper and look over the list of motorcycle parts. They had most of them in stock and knew another shop where he could get the rest.

“We have most of this list in stock. The rest I know who has them and I could get them for a reasonable price. Why?” Sam refolds the list.

“I promise a friend I would see if I could get those parts for them. He’s rebuilding a motorcycle for his wife.” The guy Angel was doing this for was a friend of hers from the Airforce.

“Is he paying for them or is this coming out of your pocket?” Sam would cut his niece bargain if she was paying for it out of her pocket.

“He is.”

“Well, if he is and your shipping these parts to him. Let me put together a price list for you and you can send it to him.” Sam puts the folded paper into his pocket.

“Thanks uncle Sam.” Angel gives her uncle a hug. Him and her uncle Jake had been a good example of what a father should be. She knew her cousins were lucky to have them as their father.

“Well, let me go up front and see if mom is available. Thanks for everything uncle Sam.” She gives him a kiss on the cheek.

“Any time baby girl.” Sam just watches as Angel heads towards the front of the building.

Angel peeks out and notice her mother hanging up a few Harley Davidson Jackets.

“Hi mom.” Angel comes walks out from the back.

Angie turns around when she hears Angel’s voice. She hadn’t had a chance to talk to her daughter since she got in late last night. She had seen her this morning and asked her to take her sister to school, because she had to be here at the store to open. Angie walks over and hugs her sweet Angel.

Angel returns the hug, but held on a little longer. She missed her mothers and missed being held by them.

Angie knew something was wrong with Angel. She could tell by the way she was holding onto her.

“What’s wrong sweetie?” Angie just kept holding onto her daughter.

“I just missed you and Mommy D.A. so much mom.” Angel didn’t want to let go of her mother.

“I know that sweetie, but there’s something else bothering you.” Angie releases Angel and looks down into her emerald green eyes. Angel was four foot eight inches’ tall compare to Angie who was five foot four inches tall.

“I’m scared about entering into another relationship. So far, my record has been sucking. The guy I was seeing and thinking about marrying cheated on me with our next-door neighbor. Then I was dating an older man that I figure would be more mature and responsible, but he was married and cheating on his wife with me. I’ve been staying in contact with mommy D.A.’s new Receptionist Carol. I met her the last time I came to town. We’ve been exchanging emails and text messages.”

“Carol is a nice woman. I know she isn’t seeing anyone and does a lot of volunteer work with the local shelter for abused women. Why don’t you go ahead and take her out this week? I know she is interested in you.” Angie knew for a fact that Carol Wallace had a thing for her daughter. She had turned down dates with other lesbians to save herself for Angel.

Angie knew she would be a good match for Angel. Where Angel was small and petite, Carol was curvy and busty like D.A. She was also part Native American with long black hair and brown eyes.

Angel just looks at her mother and wonder if she was trying to set her up. Carol had sent her pictures of herself not nude ones, but sexy looking ones. She had to admit to herself she would go out with her.

“Okay, I’ll send her a text asking her to meet me at the pink ribbon tonight.” Angel figures it wouldn’t hurt to have a few drinks with her.

“Why don’t you go and visit your mother and ask her in person. Also, can you pick your sister up this afternoon and bring her here please? I need to stay till closing tonight.” Angie really would like a part time or another full-time person to work at the store.

“No problem mom. If she wants to go to her friend’s house after school, is she permitted?” Angel remembers going over to her friend’s house and spending time with her.

“Nope, she needs to work on bring her grade up for her English class. She got a D on her last report card, because she wasn’t turning in her book reports.” Angie was a little disappointed in her youngest daughter.

“Ouch! I remember the last time I got a bad grade and you and momma D.A. kept me from going to the concert with my friends, unless I brought the grade up.” Angel knew she was smart, but she had slacked off and her grade had fallen. Her mothers said she couldn’t go to a concert with her friends, unless she brought her grade up.

“Okay, I’ll bring her here. I’ll also go and see momma D.A. as well. I won’t stay long, because I know mom is busy on a case.” Angel hugs her mother again and kiss her cheek.

“Be careful sweetie.” Angie watches as Angel walks out to the parking lot and over to her motorcycle which had been parked next to her own.

Angel puts her helmet on and mount her motorcycle. She looks back towards the store and notice her mother watching her. She waves to Angie and back out of the parking space and head towards her other mothers office.

The ride over there was okay, barely any traffic. Angel parks her motorcycle a couple of spots down form her mother’s car was parked. Her mother didn’t drive her motorcycle, because she was wearing her dress suit. Plus, she never rode her motorcycle to the office, unless it was the weekend. Her mother’s law firm with in an old converted building that dated back to when the town was settled. She walks up the steps and into her mother’s office. A smile appear son her face when she notices Carol was sitting at the receptionist desk. She was wearing a pants set like her mothers.

“Hi, Carol. Is my mom in?” Angel was feeling nervous and warm while she looked at Carol.
Carol smiles when she sees Angel. She had heard from D.A. that Angel got in late last night and was planning on asking her out for lunch today.

“Yes, she’s in her office. If you don’t have anything planned for lunch. I was wondering if you would join me for lunch.” Carol was hoping Angel said yes. She knew everything about Angel from their conversion by email and text message.

“Sure, could we go in thirty minutes or would you need longer?” Angel pretty much knew Carol’s work schedule.

“We can go after you talk with your mother.” Carol stands up and walks around her desk and wrap Angel in her arms and gives her a deep passionate kiss. She’s been wanting to do this since the two have been talking with each other. There wasn’t anyone else in the reception area right now.

Angel had been a little surprised and caught off guard, but she relaxes and returns the kiss.

They stop and Carol looks down into Angel’s emerald green eyes “sorry, but I have been wanting to do that to you since you left last Christmas.”

Angel was still feeling a little light headed from the kiss “that’s okay.”

Angel had enjoyed the kiss and wanted more from Carol.

“I better go and see my mother.” Angel places a light kiss on her lips and step away.

Angel walks to her mothers office. The office door was closed, so she knocks on the door.

“Come in.”

Angel walks in and notice her mother was swamp with work.

“Hi mom.” Angel walks over and gives her mother a hug and a kiss on the cheeks.

D.A. returns the hug.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get a chance to talk last night or this morning. I’m working on a big nasty case right now.” The case D.A. was working on was a real nasty one. To many parties were involved in the case.

“That’s fine mom. I know how busy you get, plus I got in real late last night.” Angel had caught a nonstop flight from Germany to Atlanta, Georgia and then had to catch a cab to her mothers place in Dahlonega, GA. Her belongings were being shipped by the government.

“Have you gone by and seen your other mother yet?” D.A. knew that Angel was her baby. She knew Angel loved Angie, but Angel was really her baby at heart. Her youngest was the opposite. Lisa leaned more to Angie then her.

“Yes ma’am. I stopped by the motorcycle shop before coming here. I needed to see if the shop had some parts for a friend.” Angel relaxes back into the big leather chair her mother has in front of her desk. She remembers spending time in this same chair. It was her favorite.

“Did you talk with your uncles about going back to work there, since you’re sticking around? I know they could use your help.” D.A. had been told by Angie that they could use an extra worker, because they were shorthanded. Angie had been putting in a lot of hours lately.

“Uncle Sam and I talked about it. He said he would talk with Uncle Jake. I know the decision comes down to mom and Uncle Jake. Because I can work up front and in the back with them. If I work in the back, I have to use moms tool box.” Angel grabs a piece of candy off her mom’s desk.

“Well, I know your mother won’t mind you using her tools. Just remember to clean them afterwards and put them back where you got them.” D.A. knew how Angie was about her tool box.

“I will. The question is, will Uncle Jake want me to work in the back or someone else? I know mom would want me to work up front with her like I did last time.” Angel remembers working at the shop after school and on the weekend with her mother Angie.

“I think if your mother has anything to do with it. You’ll be working there by the end of the week. Now, I hate to run you off sweetie, but I have a lot of work to get done. Also, if they say yes. Go to work next week. Take this week to settle in and relax some.” D.A. had missed her baby girl when she was serving overseas.

“I will mom.” Angel gets back up and walks around and hug her again.

“It’s good to have you home sweetie.” D.A. was pleased her baby was home.

“It’s good to be home mom.” Angel walks out of D.A.’s office and makes sure the door is closed behind her.

As she walks up front “are you ready for lunch?” Angel was looking towards Carol.

“Yep!” Carol was ready to take her lunch. Her relief has come up to answer the phone and take messages as well type up anything that needed to be typed up.

“We’re going to have to either take your car or I can follow you on my motorcycle.” Angel knew Carol didn’t ride, unless it was horses.

“Why don’t you follow me. That way you won’t have to come back and pick-up your motorcycle.” Carol steps a little closer to Angel.

“Okay.” Angels felt warm.

Carol walks out first with Angel following behind her. Angel was just watching Carol as she walks towards her car. She notices Carol had put a little extra wiggle to her walk. She had seen her mother Angie do this to her other mother D.A. Hell, she had done it to the two men she had dated. Angels just shakes her head as she walks over towards her motorcycle and mount it after putting her helmet on. She starts the motorcycle up and follows Carol to a mom and pop restaurant that had opened when she had been gone.

They walk inside and get a booth to sit at. When the waitress comes over to get their order, Carol orders a chicken salad and a sweet ice tea. Angel orders a club sandwich with onion rings and a sweet ice tea as well.

Carol looks directly at Angel “I’m happy that you decided to come home. I’ve missed you while you were gone. I know we sent emails and text messages and sometime talk over skype, but it’s not the same as having you here. I know your mother was very happy when you told her you were coming back here to live.”

Angel takes a deep breath “I’m glad to be home as well and you’re right. Me and you did exchange emails and text message and this is far better than just seeing you over the internet. I want to pursue our relationship and take it to the next level, if that’s okay with you.”
Carol just smiles “I think I’m ready to take our relationship to the next level. I did offer you the second bedroom at my apartment after all.”
When Angel had told, her she was coming back home. Carol had offer her spare bedroom to Angel. She was only fifteen minutes away from Angel’s mother house and twenty minutes from the motorcycle shop.

“That you did and I thank you. As soon as my stuff gets delivered, I’ll go ahead and move in with you.” Angel takes a sip of her tea.
As Angel is sitting there waiting for her lunch. She notices a little girl pulling a rusty wagon behind her with a clear trash bag filled with cans.
She should be in school right now.

“Excuse me Carol.” Angel gets up and heads across the street to see who this girl is.

Tammy had woken-up hungry this morning. Her mother didn’t come home last night again and her and her twin sister had run out of food. They had gotten up early and started collecting cans, so they could get some money to buy food.

As Angel got closer to the girl. She could tell the poor girl was wearing a dirty dress and only had flip flops on. Her feet and legs were dirty as well.

“Excuse me, but aren’t you supposed to be in school?” Angel stops a few feet from the girl. She didn’t want to scare her.

Tammy looks at the woman talking to her. She didn’t know who she was, but she had a cute crystal angel hanging around her neck.

“I need to find some cans so me and my sister can get money.” Tammy was hungry and thirsty.

Angel could hear the little girls stomach rumble.

“Where’s your sister?” Angel was going to take these girls and get some food into them and find out who their parents were.

“Over there.” Tammy points across the street to a little girl that looked identical to her. Except she was wearing a big dirty t-shirt and had a pair of dirty slippers on.

“Would you and your sister like something to eat?” Angel wanted to help these girls like her mothers and the MC had helped her when she had been found.

“Yes, ma’am.” Tammy was hungry and wonders if she could trust this strange woman.

“Okay, why don’t we go and get your sister. My name is Angel.” Angel holds her hand out.

“Just like that necklace?” Tammy points to the necklace.

“Yep, My Aunt Rachel and my Aunt Clair gave it to me.” Angel extends her hand out to take Tammy’s hand.

“By the way. What is your name?”

“Tammy.” Tammy takes Angel’s hand.

“Well Tammy, let’s go and get your sister.” Angel holds Tammy’s hand as she crosses the street. She was walking carefully, because Tammy was still pulling her wagon with her. Angel notice Carol standing by the door of the restaurant they had gone to watching her.

Sammy had stopped when she saw her twin sister talking to a woman and now they were crossing the street coming towards her. She stops as they came closer. The woman was holding her sisters hand and coming closer to her.

“Tammy, what is your sisters name?” Angel couldn’t believe the state these two girls were in. Why didn’t people stop and help them?

“Sammy.” Tammy was trying to keep up with the woman. Her feet were hurting her.

Angel stops in front of Sammy. She could see the poor girl was in the same state as her twin sister.

“Hi Sammy, I was going to buy your sister some lunch. Would you like to join us?” Angel kneels so she was right in front of the girl. She had notice Carol walking up behind her.

Sammy saw the crystal angel around the woman’s neck. She nods her head yes.

“Okay, let’s go and gets something to eat.” Angel extends her hand to Sammy as well.

Sammy tentatively takes it. She had been fooled before by strangers and by her mother as well.

“Girls, this is my friend Carol. She’s going to be joining us for lunch.” Angel looks at Carol and nods her head towards the restaurant they were just at.

“Girls, why don’t you leave your wagon out here near the door. I promise you can get them when we leave.” Angel had stopped to let the girls park their wagon. Both girls had been collecting cans. She was getting angry because of the way people had been ignoring these girls and the fact their mother wasn’t around.

Angel takes the girls back to their booth and let them sit across from her and Carol. She flags their waitress and order lunches for both girls and milk for them to drink. She barely eats her lunch. Carol was feeling the same way.

“Tammy, Sammy, where is your mother?” Angel wanted to know where their mother or father was.

“We don’t know. She’s been gone for two days.” Tammy had answer. She was staring at Angels necklace.

“Where is your father?” Angel wonder why a mother would leave her children.

“Mommy said he was dead.” Sammy answered Angel this time.

Carol looks at her cell phone and notice what time it was.

“Angel, I need to get back to the office.” Carol wanted to stay and help Angel, but her relief needed her lunch break as well.

“Go ahead Carol. I’ll call one of my aunts for help.” Angel leans over and gives Carol a kiss on the cheek.

Carol was so giddy that Angel had kissed her. She wanted to stay and help, but her relief needed her lunch.

Angel peeks in on the girls she brought home yesterday. Both were sound asleep and curled up with their teddy bears that she had recovered at their place yesterday. Angel had managed to call her Aunt Rachel to come and help her with the girls, since she was on her motorcycle. Rachel had shown up in her new Dodge Charger and drove her where the girls lived. Angel couldn’t believe the conditions those two girls had been living in. Roaches everywhere, moldy food in the refrigerator, dirty dishes in the sink. Unwashed clothes all over the place. No power, used needles, empty alcohol bottles and cans scatted throughout the place. The smell along in the place had nearly choked her.

Angel had taken her cell phone and took pictures of everything. She had also let the girls get anything they treasured to take with them back to her parent’s house. D.A. and Angie had done the same thing to her when they got back from Sturgis. They had let her take anything that had emotional value to her back with her. She had looked around the place and found who the girl’s parents were. There was a lock box that had their birth certificates and other items that identify their father and mother in it.

Angel found out that their father had died while serving in Pakistan. He had been killed by an enemy sniper bullet. She could understand how losing someone you love could affect their mother.

Once the girls had what they wanted to take with them. They stopped and picked up her sister from school since it was on route and dropped her off at the motorcycle shop. Rachel took her back to get her motorcycle and followed her back to her parent’s place. They had taken the girls inside and gave each girl a bath and let them play for a while in the tub.

Angel washed everything they brought back so it would be cleaned for the girls and made sure there were no bugs among their things. She washed their teddy bears four times so it didn’t have any smell or germs in it. Angel wasn’t taken any chances with the girl’s health. She made sure to take pictures of any marks, bruises on the girls. She did find some light bruising on Sammy’s arm where it looked like someone had grabbed her hard.

Rachel told her that she just made Captain a week ago. Angel had forgotten that Rachel was on the police force. When she first came to live with Angie and D.A. Rachel was going through the police academy. Clair worked at City Hall as the assistant Mayors secretary.
Rachel also informed her that they were expecting their first baby. Her older brother had volunteered to donate sperm to get Clair pregnant, since she couldn’t have kids. Rachel wouldn’t have mind carrying a baby, but Clair was more of the girly, girl so it suited her more. Clair was eight months along and couldn’t wait for the baby to be born. Rachel shows her pictures of the various stages of Clair’s pregnancy. She looked like she had swallow a huge beach ball while it was still blown-up.

Angel was so happy for her aunts. She knew they would make good parents. After all, they helped D.A. and Angie raise her. After Rachel left and the girls were done with their bath and in some clean clothes. She let them watch some television in the living room, while she started on dinner for everyone. She could watch them from the kitchen, like her mother’s use to do her. While the food was cooking, Angel calls Helena and setup an appointment with her tomorrow for the girls to get checked out.

When her parents got home and she introduce the girls to her mothers and they had already met her sister. Angel waited till the girls had gone to bed before explaining everything to D.A. and Angie.

Which brings Angel thoughts back to the present. She takes a sip of her coffee and continue to watch them.

“They still asleep?” Angie had notice her daughter looking in on the girls. She had notice a changed in Angel last night when she watched her tuck the girls in and read them a bed time story. It was like her maternal instincts were surfacing.

“Yes ma’am. Their appointment with Helena isn’t till this afternoon. She had to rearrange her schedule to fit me in. Which I’m glad she did. I would rather have someone I know extremely well and who had looked after me to look after the girls. I hope I make a good mother to them. I want them to have the same type of loving relationship I have with you and mommy D.A. to have with me and Carol. I talked to her last night and told her that I’m filing for custody for the girls. I want her to be part of their life, just like I want her to be part of mine. I know I just got back and haven’t settle down yet, but I think Carol is the one. We already know a lot about each other from our emails and text messages. She knows about my past and doesn’t hold it against me.” Angel just kept her eyes on the girls.

“Well, I know you’ll make a good mother. If you don’t you’ll have the whole MC to deal with and me and your mother as well. Also, you have a good support group behind you. I know you’ll be the mother they deserve. Oh, by the way. You’re Uncle Jake and I spoke yesterday and when you’re ready to come to work. Let me know. He has agreed to let you work there like you did when you were little, except you’ll be full time.” Angie had managed to get her older brother to let Angel work at the shop.

Angel turns around and hugs her mother “thanks mom.”

“You’re welcome sweet heart.” Angie returns the hug. She loved both her girls. The question now is. Is she and D.A. ready to be called grandma?

Carol was thinking about everything Angel had told her last night on the way to work. Angel had said she was going to file for custody for the girls. She also said she wanted her to be part of that life as well. The question was, was she ready to become a mother and a wife? She knew how Angel felt because of her background. Angel had told her about her past and that if it hadn’t been for D.A. and Angie. She would had died that day for sure.

The question was how did she feel about becoming a mother? She had never thought about starting a family, except having Angel as her wife. She had fallen for her the first time she saw her. She had seen Angel sitting behind the reception desk when she had applied for the position.
Carol had thought that Angel had been hired to fill the position, till Angel’s mother D.A. interviewed her.

Angel had escorted her to one of the conference rooms for the interview. She had been wearing a dress that matched her eyes and showed off the curves of her petite body. She had admired looking at Angel’s legs as they disappeared under her mid-thigh dress. The subtle scent of the perfume she had own that day was intoxicating. It was a floral scent that tickle your nose and played with your senses.

Carol shakes her head to keep herself from getting sidetrack. She pulls into her usual parking spot and heads into the office.

“Morning Carol.” D.A. was standing there in the reception area with a cup of coffee.

“Good Morning Mrs. Swan.” Carol hadn’t expected her boss to be waiting for her.

“Carol, after you get settle in. Could you come to my office please?” D.A. just wanted to talk with Carol to see how she felt about what her daughter wanted to do and to also see if Carol wanted to be part of it? She knew how Carol felt about Angel. She had notice how she looked at her daughter whenever she was around.

“Yes, ma’am.” Carol watches as D.A. walks back towards her office.

Carol hopes this doesn’t put her job in jeopardy. She knew how protective Mrs. Swan was towards her daughter. She had heard stories of how she had threatened the private school when they denied her a locker in the girl’s locker room. She had also threatened to sue the teacher that had a problem with transgender people. D.A. had worked with the school council to work out how other transgender students and teachers could get the same protection as her daughter.

When one of the local church organizations tried to boycott and block her daughter and other transgender people from taking part in sports and going to public bathrooms that they identified with. D.A got her motorcycle club to provide protection and escorted them. Sure, some of the ladies in the motorcycle club didn’t agree, but they knew that they had to stand as united.

D.A. had allowed transgender women to join her motorcycle club as well. If any of the women needed help with how they should act or their make-up. Brenda, Rachel and some of the other women would help them out.

The question now is, how does D.A feel about her relationship to her daughter and how does she personally feel about helping Angel raise the girls and becoming a partner to Angel?

Once Carol is settle and has gotten her morning routine completed. She gets one of their interns to manage the desk as she walks back towards D.A.’s office.

When Carol arrives, she notices her office door was closed. So, she knocks genteelly on the door.

“Enter.”

Carol walks in and notice Mrs. Swan was just sitting behind her desk drinking her coffee.

“Please close the door behind you Carol and have a seat. I would like to talk to you in private.” D.A had made time to talk with Carol. She wanted to know where she stood with Angel’s plan to involve her in her life and those of the girls she had found and planning on adopting.

Carol closes the door behind her and sits down in the opposite chair Angel normally sat in when she visited her mother.

“Have I done something wrong, Mrs. Swan?” Carol hopes seeing Angel hasn’t caused her to lose her job.

“No Carol, you haven’t. If nothing else your performance around here has been exemplary. No, the reason I want to talk to you. Is I wanting to know how you feel about Angel and her plans to adopt the twins?” D.A. sits back in her chair.

“To be honest on that Mrs. Swan. I think what Angel is planning on is a good thing for the girls. If you had seen the girls when she found them. I know you would had wanted their mother’s blood. I know how you and your partner feel about parents abusing their children.” Carol knew that both Debbie and Angie took a hard stance on abuse. After what Angel went through and then Lisa being abandon by her birth mother.

“But how do you feel about her involving you in her life. I know how you feel about my daughter and I know she wants you to be part of her life and that of the girls.” D.A. had talked with Angie earlier and decided that she should talk with Carol to see how she felt.

“I don’t know Mrs. Swan.”

“Call me Debbie or D.A. please.” Debbie didn’t mind Carol calling her that while they were talking.

“Very well, I know I love your daughter very much. She’s someone I have been looking for a long time. She’s sweet, innocent, funny and caring. She’s got the most amazing emerald green eyes I have ever seen.” Carol loved everything about Angel. Her short petite size, her loving heart and the fact that Angel was transgender didn’t bother her. She had dated men when she was younger and never felt anything for them. They didn’t do anything for her. One did manage to get her pregnant, but she had a miscarriage. At the time, she felt she was ready to be a mother. She knew she was five years older than Angel, but that wasn’t a problem.

“But you don’t think you’re ready to become a mother as well? You wouldn’t mind being married to her, but having children thrown in at the same time scares you?” D.A sort of knew how Carol felt. When they rescued Angel, she didn’t think she was ready to be a mother either. She knew Angie had wanted to adopt a child because she couldn’t have her own. At the time, child services weren’t going to approve them to be foster parents. However, when Angel dropped into their path and the poor girl clung to her when they were asleep. Things changed for her right then and there. She knew she had to protect that child.

“Let me tell you a story Carol. When we first found Angel on the road in front us. I didn’t think I would want children either. I’ve never been the motherly type. My sisters and brothers have children of their own and I enjoyed being the cool neat spoiling aunt. It wasn’t till that night when Angel woke-up from a nightmare and clung to me crying that I knew right then and there that I wanted to be her mother and protect her from her father. She had suffered a lot from him and lost her mother because of him. I even shot him in self-defense when he tried to kill his own child. That was how much Angel changed my life. Now, your situation is a little different and I think you and Angel should talk to each other about it, but I want you to know this. Angel has fallen for those girls and she will go ahead and do whatever she can for them.” D.A. knew Angel had made an appointment for the girls today with Helena.

“I know. We were going to meet tonight and talk about the situation.” Carol and Angel had made plans to go out tonight to talk about what she wanted to do.

“Good, it will give me and Angie a chance to bond with the twins.” D.A. didn’t mind being a grandmother and she knew Angie didn’t either.

“Is that all you wanted to talk to me about?” Carol hopes it was.

“Yes, and don’t worry about your job either. I don’t fire people who break my little girls heart. I only fire them if they screw up.” Debbie had a mischievous smile on her face.

Carol just shakes her head and leaves D.A.’s office.

Angel had gotten the girls up and dressed. Tammy and Sammy were getting use to her and loved that they weren’t going hungry and had someone that looked after them. They both hugged her and gave her a kiss on her cheek. Angels felt warm and fuzzy when the girls did this to her. She wonders if her mother’s felt this way when she did something similar?

Angel had escorted the girl’s downstairs to the dining room and fixed Mickey mouse ears style pancakes for them. Her Mother Angie was letting her borrow her pick-up truck today. Angel knew sooner or later she was going to have to buy a car for herself now that she has the girls.

“Okay, munchkin brigade. Let’s go do some shopping.” Angel escorts the girls out to her mother’s pick-up truck and secure them. She slides behind the driver wheel and drive the girls to the nearest Walmart to buy them some clothes. The girls were wearing some of Lisa’s cast off when she was about their age.

“Okay girls. Let’s go inside and get you some new clothes, shoes and toys.” Angel lets the girl ride in the shopping cart as she heads towards the little girl’s section. She lets the girls pick out outfits with they with her help. While they do that, she picks out some outfits for them she knows they are going to need.

By the time, Angel and the girls leave Walmart, she has spent over a thousand dollars buying clothes and shoes. She also brought toys and games for them. She made sure the girls had things they needed and some items they wanted. Angel takes them to lunch at McDonalds and finally Angel takes them to their appointment with Helena.

“Okay girls. Helena is a good friend of mine and our family doctor. She’s going to check you and afterwards, if you’re real nice and behaved. She will give you a lollipop.” Angel tickles both girls as they go inside to see Helena.

The nurse behind the desk hands Angel a clipboard to fill out. Angel follows the girls, while she fills out the forms for the girls. The nurse takes their blood pressure, height, weight and some blood. She has the girls change out of their clothes, which Angel helps. She gives them little gowns to wear with butterflies.

“Angel, it’s good to see you again.” Helena hugs Angel. She had watched this precious girl they found emerge from her cocoon to the beautiful young lady she is today.

“It’s good to see you again as well Helena. I’ve missed you a lot. How is your wife? Did you end up marrying that doctor you sent me to?” Angel knew that Helena and the Doctor she was seeing had been seeing each other.

“Unfortunately, no. She preferred someone different. However, do you remember April?” Helena had fallen for a much younger person.

“Yes, ma’am. She was made a full fledge member when we went to Sturgis. I thought she was straight?” Angel thought she had been.

“Yes and no. At the time she didn’t realized it, but afterwards things started changing for her. We started off as friends and ended up getting married at the courthouse. Neither one of us wanted a big wedding. Both your mothers were there. But enough on me. Who are these two adorable little angels?” Helena kneels to look at the girls.

“This one is Tammy and this one is her twin sister Sammy.” Angel had rested her hand on the shoulder of each girl.

“Well they are very cute. Let’s see how they are.” Helena gets both girls up on the examination table.

Angel watches as Helena examines both girls. So far nothing unusual has appeared, except each girl is underweight and a little malnourish. Unlike Angel when they found her.

“Well, other than being a little malnourished and underweight. The girls seem to be fine. They may need glasses Angel. So, you’ll need to take them by an optometrist have their eyes check out. I know a good doctor that is just down the street from my office. He’s good with children and reasonable.” Helena has sent plenty of people to him.

“I’ll do that Helena. Okay girls. Let’s get you dress and then go and have some ice cream.” Angels helps the girl get redress. She notices Helena writing things down in the girl’s folder.

Once the girls are dressed. Helena gives each girl a lollipop.

“There you go sweeties.”

“Thank you.” Both Tammy and Sammy smile at Helena.

“You’re welcome sweeties.” Helena just smiles at the girls.

Angel looks at the girl “well it looks like you girls are going to outlive me.”

“I think they will. As well.” Helena looks at both girls and smiles.

“Why don’t you bring them back in a few months so I can see how they are developing?”

“I will. It will give the girls time to get their weight up and develop some.” Angel knew that with her and her mothers. They will be up to weight soon.

“Alright girls. Let’s go and get that ice cream.” Angel escorts the girls out of Helena’s office. Across the street from Helena’s office was an old fashion malt shop that had opened the last time she came home for vocation when she was still in the service. Angel takes the girls to the malt shop and buy them an ice cream cone.

Angel looks around the shop and liked what she was seeing. She was going to have to spend more time up here. It was a nice shop and had a lot of antiques from the period when malt shops were popular. She liked the mini juke boxes at each booth and the main juke box against the wall. Whoever design this place had put a lot of thought into it. Even the servers behind the counter was wearing the right type of uniform for the period.

When the girls were done with their cones. Her and the girls head back to her mother’s pick-up truck and head to pic-up Lisa from school.
Lisa notices her mother’s pick-up heading towards her. Her older sister was behind the wheel and notice the twins sitting next to her. Her sister pulls up next to the curb. She opens the door and watch as Tammy stands up so she could sit on Lisa’s lap.

“Hey sis.” Lisa sits down and closes the truck door behind her.

“Hey back sis. How was school today?” Once Lisa and Tammy were settle Angel drives away and towards the motorcycle shop.

“It was okay. I got an A on my Math and English test. All the extra studying mom has been making me do is paying off.” Lisa at first didn’t like the fact her mothers were making her study longer, but now she was glad they did.

“There’s always a reason to our mother’s plans. We may not see it right away, but it’s there.” Angel was being careful since Tammy wasn’t buckled in.

“I know sis, but when is mom going to let me hangout with my friends again?” Lisa wraps her arms around Tammy to hold her still.

“When you improve your grades and it shows on your next report card.” Angel has been down this road when she had been younger.

Sammy and Tammy were listening to Angel and her little sister. They were starting to enjoy the woman that has been feeding them and buying nice clothes and toys for them. Both liked Angel’s crystal Angel necklace and wished they had one like it.

Lisa notice the girls looking at Angel’s necklace.

“I think two someone’s have fallen for your necklace sis.” Lisa tickles Tammy’s side.

Angel glances towards the girls “well, I’m going to have to see if I can find necklaces for them that are like mine.”

Angel reaches down and tickles Sammy while her sister was being tickled by Lisa.

“Both girls were squealing and giggling.” When they reached the motorcycle shop.

Angel parks the truck and turns the engine off “okay girls. Let’s go inside and see your grandma.”

Lisa helps Tammy out of the truck and Sammy gets out with Angels help. Lisa grabs her book bag and head inside with Tammy holding her hand. Both girls are amazed at all the motorcycles inside the shop along with the clothing and accessories surrounding them.
Lisa guides Tammy, Angel and Sammy over towards the parts counter where she normally sat and did her homework.

“Girls, it’s good to see you. Especially you little angels.” Angie comes walking over and gives her daughters hugs and then kneels to give both Sammy and Tammy hugs as well.

Both her daughters hug her back as does Tammy and Sammy.

Angie looks at her youngest daughter “so how did you do on your test?”

“I got A’s mom.” Lisa puts her backpack down and grabs her test papers to show her mother.

“Very good. See what hard work and dedication does?” Angie was very happy about her daughter’s grades.

“Yes ma’am.” Lisa knew if she keeps this up, her mother might let her hang with her friends.

Angel and the girls stay for a while and then head home. She was going out to dinner with Carol tonight and they were going to talk about things.

Angel was nervous as she got ready for her date. She hasn’t been on a date since her break-up with Mitch Edwards while she was station in Germany. The girls were with their grandmothers and Lisa tonight. After they had come home from dropping her sister off with their mother. She and the girls had come back here to the house and started making dinner with the girls help. Angel had found out that both girls loved to cook. She had stood back while the girls took charge of the kitchen. She’ll have to remember to tell her mother’s that they might have a pair of cooks on their hands.

The girls with her help and instruction had made dinner. By the time both her mothers got home the meal was ready and the table was set. She had a meeting to get the girls eyes check and enrolled into the same private school she had gone too and the one her sister was currently enrolled into.

Kimberly had said to bring the girls on Monday and she’ll have her assistant give them the placement test. The last thing she needed to do was see if she could find the girl’s mother before she files the paperwork to adopted them permanently. She already got temporary custody rights to them because they had been abandon by their mother. Rachel had helped her with that paperwork.

Angel takes one more look at herself in the mirror, before grabbing her mother’s keys. Angel heads down stairs to take the truck tonight. She’ll have to go out tomorrow and buy a car of her own so she doesn’t need to keep borrowing her parents cars. She had never consider owning anything, but her motorcycle. Now that she has the girls, she’ll have to change her plans.

As Angel is driving to meet up with Carol at The Mineshaft. Angel knew Carol loved The Mineshaft, because it was a gay Western theme bar. She had requested one of the private rooms where they could talk without the music drowning out their conversion. Angel parks her mother’s truck where Carol could see it when she drove in. Angel grabs her purse and locks the pickup doors and head towards the bar. So, far they weren’t too busy, but she knew that would change as it got later.

Angel is stopped at the door as she shows her Id. She still gets carded whenever she goes to a bar or when she buys wine or beer. Angel knew it was because of her looks and build. She could pass as a teenager if she wanted to. She tries to dress up and make herself look older then she is, but it always fails. One of the male cowboy staff escorts her to the private room she had reserved and while she is waiting, she orders a glass of wine.

Carol was nervous as she drove to meet up with Angel. She had taken off from work early and went and had her hair and nails done. She had dream of this so many times since her and Angel had been communicating with each over the months. She had picked The Mineshaft to meet Angel at because she knew the manager of the place and liked country western music.

Her and the manager had gone to college together and at one time dated each other. Their relationship had never really taken off and they broke-up on good terms with one another. Carol spots Angie’s truck and she pulls in right next to it. She checks her make-up one more time, before getting out of the car. She could feel her heart beating as she walked towards the entrance of the restaurant. There was only a few people waiting to get in and finally she made it up to the door.

“Hey Carol, it’s unusual for you to be here tonight.”

Charlotte had volunteer to work the door tonight and was surprised when Carol showed up.

“Hey Charlotte, I know. I’m meeting a friend here tonight for drinks and dinner.”

Carol hands Charlotte her Id card so she could get her hand stamped.

“Are you meeting up with a short petite dirty blonde long hair knock out. That arrived about ten minutes ago?”

Charlotte had seen the girl when she walked into the restaurant. She couldn’t help herself, but drool as she watched the sexy young thing follow their host to a private room.

“Yep, that’s her. I take it she is turning heads in here?”

“She’s doing more than that. She’s giving most other ladies in here complexes with the way she looks and move. Where did you find her?”

Charlotte wouldn’t mind having her on her arms.

“Believe it or not. That’s D.A. and Angie’s oldest daughter. She’s been stationed overseas serving in the Air Force for the past six years.”

Carol was happy that Angel and she had met and were thinking about settling down.

“You’re kidding me, right? That’s D.A. and Angie’s oldest? Dam, she going to be turning heads here tonight. Does she ride like her mother’s?”

“Yep, she has a motorcycle of her own that is custom made.” Carol glances at her phone and notice the time.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me I have a date waiting for me.”

Carol walks up to the hostess station where a good-looking gentleman was standing dressed up in cowboy attire.

William looks up to see a woman with Native American features and long hair standing in front of him. She was dress real sexy and the clothes she had on looked expensive. Her long black hair rested on her shoulders like a black curtain.

“How many in your party ma’am?”

“My party should already be here. A private room had been reserved under Swan.”

Carol knew Angel had reserved the private room under her last name.

William looks at the reservation list and notice that room 3 had been reserved under Swan.

“If you’ll follow me, Please.”

Williams takes a menu from the menu holder and escort the woman to room 3 where he knew the lady he had escorted earlier was waiting. He opens the door to the room and pulls out the chair for the lady and rest her menu down on the table.

Angel had been enjoying her glass of wine while she was waiting for Carol to show-up. Ten minutes had gone by and wonder if Carol had second thoughts, when the door to their private room opened. She watched as the same host who had escorted her here pulls the chair out for Carol and place a menu on the table in front of her.

Angel couldn’t believe the way Carol looked tonight. She was gorgeous with her long black hair hanging loose down to her butt and the clothes she was wearing showed off all her curves and chest nicely. Angel also notice she had on a nice selection of Native American jewelry that just added to her beauty.

Carol had notice that Angel was staring at her as she sat down. Her eyes never left her and a smile had formed on her face.

“Wow, you look gorgeous tonight.”

Angel couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have this remarkable woman interested in her.

“So, do you Angel. I love that dress your wearing. It makes your eyes pop more.”

Carol notice Angel had worn a dress that really made her eyes stand out. She had a pair of earrings on that were crystal doves hanging from her ears and her crystal angel that she knew Angel never took off hanging down between the valley of her breast.

“Thanks. I brought it in Germany just before I left. I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and ordered a glass of wine for myself while I was waiting on you.”

Angel felt of guilty for ordering her glass of wine.

“It’s okay. I was kind of late myself. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting long.”

“Nay. I wasn’t waiting long. So, do you want to talk before we order dinner or talk after dinner?”

“We can order dinner and then talk afterwards. I was kind of hoping we might be able to do some dancing as well.”

“Sure, I don’t mind dancing, but you’ll have to forgive me if I mess up some on the dance floor. It’s been a while since I’ve done any dancing to country music.”

Angel takes a sip of her wine.

Their waitress shows up and ask if Angel would like a refill as she takes their order while she is there. Once the waitress leaves Carol escorts Angel to the dance floor and the two of them start dancing and having fun. During a slow song, Angel get close to Carol and rest her head against her shoulder as she feels Carol hold her close to her body. One of Carols hand come to rest on her butt while her other hand is held in Carols hand free hand.

Angel breathes in Carol’s perfume which had a seductive scent to it. Angel closes her eyes as she relaxes against Carols body. The only thing that matter to her right now was this other woman in her arms. She knew tonight that she was going to let Carol explore her body tonight.

Carol could feel Angel resting her head against her shoulder and taken the liberty of sliding her hand down to rest on Angels butt. She had felt when Angle had gotten closer to her body and could feel as she relaxed in her arms. Carol knew tonight her and Angel would be going back to her place to sleep in her bed tonight. She also notices that the two of them were drawing attention to themselves. Her Native American looks and her curvy figure holding a woman shorter then her that could pass as a teenager in her arms.

The two of them stay like that till the song ends and finally they break apart and head back to their private room. Carol holds Angels hand as they walk back to their private room. Their dinner arrives a few minutes later after they get back. The two of them make small talk over dinner and drink a few glasses of wine. Angel had slipped her shoes off and rubbed Carols legs under the table with her feet.

Shivers had gone up Carols body when Angel did that. She looks at Angel and just smile. Her beautiful partner was in a playful horny mood. If they weren’t in a public place right now she had already had her naked and spread out on the table before her.

The two of them do manage to talk some about Angel adopting the girls and maybe moving in with her as well. They had agreed they would need to get another place for the four of them with a place that Angel could store her motorcycle out of the rain.

Angel pays for their dinner and drinks. She follows Carol to her place and no sooner the two of them get inside, they were already kissing and undressing each other. Carol spots the tattoo that Angel had gotten done when she was old enough that said she was the daughter of D.A. and Angie Swan. Angie had taken D.A.’s last name as her married name It had an angel resting on their name.

“You’re going to have to get another one that says you’re mine you know that?”

Carol just smiles at her.

“I planned on it.” As Angel starts kissing Carol on the lips and moving down her body.

Angel smiles as she snuggles closer to Carol. She was resting her head on her right shoulder and her hand was resting on her breast. Carol’s arm was wrapped around her as they slept close to each other. The two of them had made love most of the night and she had enjoyed every minute of it. It had been a long time since someone has made her feel like she did last night. Carol had touched her in places that the men she had slept with had never touched. Angel closes her eyes and let herself drift off to a peaceful sleep.

Carol wakes-up early and looks down at the sleeping form of Angel tucked against her body. Angel was using her as a body pillow and was draped halfway on her body. She didn’t want to move any because if she did, she would wake Angel. She strokes Angel’s back and run her fingers gently down her spine till she gets to her butt. A purring sound could be heard coming from Angel under her finger tips. She slips her hand between Angels thighs and let a finger slip between her folds into her body.

“You know, you make it very hard for me to stay asleep.” Angel slides over till she is laying in between Carols legs and looking up at her.

She wiggles against Carol’s body.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Yes, I am.” Angel kisses her lips and moves down her body to her right breast and sucks on her nipple.

Carol shivers as she feels Angels tongue play with her nipple. Carol squeezes Angels butt cheeks. She slides her arms up and wrap them around Angels body holding her tight against her own. She felt as Angels stops playing with her nipple and looks up at her.

“I could stay like this all day.” As Angel lays her head against Carols chest.

“But we can’t. I have work and you have the girls to get back to and get them all ready to start school next week.” Carol wouldn’t mind spending the day with Angel wrapped in her arms all day long.

“The responsibility of being a mother. At least the girls at your work will have something to gossip about with that hickey I gave you last night.”
A playful smile appears on her face. She had done it on purpose so even her mother knew that the two of them had slept together and had enjoyed each other last night.

“Come on, get up.” Carol tries to get Angel to move so she could get up.

Angels sits up and straddles Carol’s hips and starts slowly grinding against her. She keeps it up till both come as one with each other. She falls forward exhausted against Carols chest. Carol places her hands under Angel’s butt cheeks to support her as she gets up out of bed.

Angel holding onto Carol waist with her legs wrapped around Carol’s body.

Carol carries Angel to the bathroom with her as she helps support Angels body.

“Angel, I really need to pee. Why don’t you get the shower going for us, please?”

She removes her support from Angel’s bottom and let Angel get her feet under her.

“Okay.” Angel walks over to the shower and get it going for them. She could explore Carols body some more as they take a shower together.

The two of them take a shower together washing each other’s body taking extra care in certain areas and washing each other’s hair as well.

When they are done, Angel dries Carols body and Carols dries Angels body.

Angels gets redressed in the clothes she wore last night and Carol dresses for work. Instead of her standard pant suit she normally wears. Today Carols wears a dress from a Native American designer. She puts on some make-up to highlight her cheeks and eye shadow to go with the dress.

“How do I look?” Carol stands before Angel slowly turning around.

“You look really good. The people in the law firm are going to know you had a good time last night, because there is a glow to you.” Angel steps close and lightly kiss Carol on the lips so not to ruin her lip stick
Carol returns the kiss.

“Why don’t you come by around lunch time and we’ll go out for lunch.” Carol figures it would be nice to have lunch with Angel and the girls.

“Okay, I can do that. You’re lunch time is normally around 1pm isn’t it?”

“Yep, normally 1pm. If things change I’ll text you.” Carol leans in and kisses Angel on the cheek.

The two of them walk out of her apartment and down to each other’s cars. They had managed to park close to each other last night. Angel watches as Carol gets in her car and backs up. She waves just before she takes off heading towards work.

Angel climbs into her mother’s pick-up truck and heads home so she can change clothes and take the girls to get their eyes check and enroll them in school. She had fun last night and this morning with Carol. She could see the two of them having a life together and raising the girls.
When Angels parks the truck in its normal spot, she heads inside to see what her munchkins were up to. No sooner she walks through the door, both girls come running up to her and tackle her.

“Hey you two.” Angels hugs each one and places a kiss on their cheek.

“You didn't come home last night, mommy. We thought you abandon us like our real mother did.” Tammy had tears coming down her cheek.

“I will never abandon you two. I promise.” Angel hugs both girls and hold them tight against her body.

“I told you two she’ll be back.” Angie had reassured both girls that Angel would be back this morning. She knew her daughter would never abandon them.

“I’ll see you three later. Come on Lisa, I’ll drop you off at school. Bring your helmet.” Angie walks out towards the garage to take her motorcycle.

“Bye sis. Bye munchkins.” Lisa runs by the three of them towards the garage.

“Come on you two. I need to change clothes and then were off.”

Angel heads towards her bedroom to change clothes. Tammy and Sammy follows right behind her. They sit on the bed as they watch their mother change clothes.

Tammy spots Angels tattoo on her back at the base of her neck.

“Mommy what’s that?” Tammy points towards Angels tattoo.

“That’s a tattoo I got to honor my mothers. They adopted me when my own father tried to kill me.” Angel remembers the first-time D.A. had done one on her with a permanent marker when she had spotted Angie’s tattoo on her breast.

“Did it hurt?” Sammy was curious as she watched Angel continue to dress.

“Yep, it hurt when I got it done, but later it stopped hurting.”

Angel turns towards the girls.

“Ready to go munchkins?”

“Yes ma’am.”

Both girls answer at the same time.

“Alrightee than”

Angel picks her purse up and walks downstairs and through the garage. She locks the garage side door and get the munchkins loaded up in the truck. She climbs in on the driver side and fastens her seatbelt and starts the truck up. They back out of the driveway and heads towards downtown to the eye doctor place Helena recommended for the girls.

Once Angel arrives, she spends almost two hours with the eye doctor as the girl’s eyes are checked. Than the girls pick out the frames they wanted for themselves. Angel comes to find out that both girls are farsighted. After they leave the eye doctors place. Angel takes the girls to get enrolled at the same private school she went to and Lisa is currently attending.

“Well look what just flew in.”

Kimberly comes walking out of her office to see her niece.

“Hi Aunt Kimberly.” Angel hugs Kimberly.

She really misses her aunt. The last time she had come home for Christmas, her aunt’s had flown to Oklahoma to visit Kimberly’s folks on the reservation.

“So, what brings you up here today?”

“I was hoping to register my girls for school. I would prefer that they go here instead of public school.”

Angel lays her hands on each girl’s shoulder.

“Sammy, Tammy this is my Aunt Kimberly. She’s the principle here at the school.”

Kimberly kneels to be their level “it’s nice to meet you girls.”

A warm and kind smile appears on her face.

Angel couldn’t help to notice that Carol and Kimberly both had strong Native American features.

Tammy and Sammy looks at the woman kneeling in front of them. She had silver feathers hanging from her ears and looked a little like the woman their mommy liked.

Angel notices the girls looks “she Native American girls. Just like Carol.”

“Are you an Indian?” Sammy was the more curious and direct of the two.

“Yep, I’m an Indian. Well, I’m part Indian and part Irish.” She smiles at Sammy

Sammy just smiles back at Kimberly. Tammy just stepped closer to Angel. She was the shy one between them.

Kimberly stands back up and looks at Angel.

“Well, they will have to take a placement test. Thiers will be a little easier than the one you took Angel. If you’ll follow me.”
Kimberly takes them out of the main office and down to another room they use strictly for testing. Kimberly with Angel’s help get the girls set-up at different stations and then let them take the test on the computer. Both women stand back and watch as the girls answers the test questions.

By the time the test was complete both girls were tried. Kimberly enters her code and brings up their results.

“Well Angel, from their test scores they would do fine in a fifth-grade class. However, they scored high enough to be placed in a sixth-grade class. It’s up to you in which grade you think they should start off. I will give you some advice. If they find fifth-grade too easy for them, then I could always place them in a sixth-grade class.” Kimberly turns to look at Angel.

Angel looks at both girls. She was very proud of them.

“Let’s go ahead and place them in a fifth-grade class for now. I’ll rely on the reports from their teachers to see if I want them jumped to a sixth-grade class.”

Angel looks at both girls and figure they would enjoy being around other children their age.

Kimberly just smiles at Angel. She’s grown into a very mature woman since she first saw her.

A school bell rings signaling the change of classes.

“I hate to bail on you and the girls Angel, but I need to get back to the office. I’ll send you the papers you need to sign this afternoon to your email address and you can just return them to me later. If you can get the papers filled out by tomorrow morning, the girls can start coming to school on Monday.”

“Thanks Aunt Kimberly.”

Kimberly just waves as she walks off

Angel watches as her aunt walks off. She looks towards Sammy and Tammy after she checks the time on her watch and notice it is almost 1pm.

“Come on girls, let’s go and have lunch with Carol.”

Angel wakes-up and notice that the girls had crawled into bed with her and Carol. Angel had talked Carol into coming home with her last night. One thing lead to another and they had made love till around midnight and finally fallen asleep when the girls had come in and snuggled up to them. Since it was Saturday and Carol didn’t have to get up and go to work. She just wanted to lay here with the twins and her girlfriend.

Angel wraps her arm around Tammy and pulls her close to her body. Tammy had snuggled up against her, while Sammy had snuggled up against Carol. Both her and Carol were sleeping in the nude. Which didn’t bother her, because her mothers had done the same thing when
she slept with them on the Sturgis trip.

When they had gotten home, Angel didn’t like sleeping by herself and it took a week for her mothers to get her to sleep in her own room without either of them. Angel looks over towards Carol and notice she had her arm around Sammy and was holding her close to her own body. Sammy’s face was nested against Carol’s shoulder with Carol resting her check against Sammy’s cheek.

Angel looks down at Tammy and a smile appears on her face. She never thought she would be a mother and then faith drops these two girls into her life. Not only did faith drops these two girls into her life, but a beautiful wife as well. Angel stares at Carols sleeping face and decided right then and there she was going to ask Carol to marry her. It may be too soon, but she couldn’t image her life without Carol in her life.

Angel turns onto her back pulling Tammy on top of her body and scoots over closer to Sammy. Tammy moves some and buries her face against Angels neck and right shoulder while straddling Angels body. She rubs Sammy’s back and watch as Sammy moves closer against Carol’s body. Carol moves some to let Sammy closer to her. She was already partially covering the child with her body.

Angel drifts back off to sleep. The next thing she feels is Tammy sitting upright on her playing with a lock of her long hair. Angel opens her eyes and look up at Tammy.

“Well good morning munchkin.” Angels rubs Tammy’s back.

“Morning mommy.” Tammy looks down into her mother’s emerald green eyes.

Tammy leans down and places a kiss on Angels right cheek.

“Mommy, is Carol going to be our mommy as well?”

“Well, we’ll have to ask her when she wakes up.”

“Ask me what?” Carol had woken-up when she heard Tammy and Angel talking.

Angels turns to look at Carol.

Carol did notice that Sammy was pressed against her body still asleep.

“Tammy wants to know if you’re going to be her mommy as well.” Angel was watching Carols facial expression.

Carol looks at Angel and feels Sammy squirming against her. She loosens her grip some so Sammy could be more comfortable. The feelings she was experiencing with Sammy against her body was something she had never felt before. She already knew she loved Angel.
There was no doubt what so ever about that.

“Would you and your sister like if I did.” Carol was looking up at Tammy as she sat straddle on Angels chest.

“I would mommy.” Sammy lays her head back to look up at Carol. She hadn’t really been asleep.

Tammy nods her head yes.

“I know I would as well. That way I would have my soulmate.” Angel leans close to Carol and kiss her.

Sammy sits up and notice her sister was sitting on their mother’s chest.

Carol looks at Sammy and rolls onto her back while pulling Sammy onto her chest like Tammy was sitting on Angel’s.

“Well, since I am out number by three to one. I guess I can become your other mother.” Carol tickles Sammy’s side.

Sammy just giggles as Carol tickles her. Angel just smiles and tickles Tammy’s side as well. Soon the bedroom is filled with giggles and squeals as the girls are tickle torture by Angel and Sammy.

“You girls want to see where mommy Angel is ticklish?” Carol had a wicked look in her eyes.

“Oh no, don’t you dare.”

Both girls nod their head yes. Carol goes for Angel’s ticklish spot. While she is doing that, the girls go for the standard ticklish spots.

Somehow Angel manages to turn the tables on Carol and she is straddling Carols hips. She leans down and kiss Carol on the lips. Both girls were sitting on Angels side of the bed smiling as they watched their mothers kiss.

Angels stops kissing Carol and sits up “girls, you know something. I think Mommy Carol needs to get some Tattoo’s.”

Angel wiggles her eyebrows at Carol.

“I’ll get mine after you get yours first.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

Angel pulls the girls over and let them sit on Carols body as she slides off and rush to the bathroom. She passes her mother’s as they come
walking out of their bedrooms. They had on underwear and t-shirts.

“You girls make such a ruckus in the morning.”

“Sorry moms” Angel rushes into the bathroom to relieve her bladder.

“Were going down to make breakfast. Why don’t you, Carol and the girls join us.”

“We will mom.” Angels shouts through the door of the bathroom so her mother hear her.

Once Angel is done doing her business in the bathroom and washing her hands. She heads back into the bedroom and notice Carol had on one of the MC’s t-shirt.

“D.A tossed it to me before following Angie down stairs.”

“It looks good on you. Okay, girls lets go help Grandma with breakfast.” Angel steps aside so the girls could go first. She waits till Carol
walks by her and lightly smack her on her butt.

Carol jumps some and looks back towards Angel “you know payback is hell.”

“Promises, promises.” Angels smiles and follows behind Carol.

Carol puts a little extra wiggle into her step to tease Angel.

“Oh, you are so going to get it tonight.” Angel smacks Carols bottom again, but with a little bit more force.

“Eeeppp!” Carol jumps forwards to get out of Angels reach.

Once the girls, Angel and Carol are in the kitchen. Angie and D.A. puts the girls to work helping them, while Carol and Angel set the outside patio table for all of them. They were going to eat breakfast outside on the patio this morning.

Carol notice that her mothers had taken to the role of being grandmas to the twins. She wonders if her mother’s ever thought they would ever be grandmothers at their age.

After breakfast with her mothers. Angie and Carol took the girls with them to a tattoo parlor owned by one of the MC members. Angel had The Property of Carol Wallace tattoo in big letters on her right breast, just like she had seen her mother Angie’s several years ago. As for the one on Carol, she didn’t give Carol a choice where it was place. She had it placed on the left hand side of her neck. Just like her mother D.A. did with Angie’s name. This way Carol couldn’t hide it. The tattoo said The Property of Angel Dakota Swan with an angel resting on top of her middle name.

Angel speaks with the tattoo person and she informed her since the girls are too young to get tattoos, that she could redo the one Angel did this morning that would last a little longer. So, Angel lets the lady redo their temp tattoo and put little angels over their names. After the girls are done getting their temp tattoos redone. Angel and Carol take the girls with them to pick out engagement rings and wedding rings for each other.

Angel also commission two necklaces with two female figures with five angels forming an arch above their heads. Angel finds three angels in crystal like her necklace and buys them. She puts one on each girl and one on Carol, after giving her a kiss.

While Angel, Carol and the girls are sitting down at a nice café. A young man walks up to Angel.

“Are you Angel Dakota Swan?” He was watching Angel as she looked at him.

“Yes, I’m Angel Dakota Swan. How can I help you.” Angel was wondering who this guy could be.

“This is for you Ms. Swan.” He pulls a white envelope out and hands it to her.

“You’ve been served.” He turns and walks away.

“Angel, let me see it please.” Carol holds out her hand.

“Sure.” Angel had a puzzled look on her face. Why was she being served?

Carol opens it and notice the name of the law firm at the top of the letter. As she reads further down the letter. There were court papers saying she was being charged with kidnapping and the corruption of minors. That the mother of the girls was fighting her claim to adopt the girls.

“I was afraid of this Angel. The mother of Sammy and Tammy has hired a law firm to fight your claim to the girls. She is also charging you with kidnapping and the corruption of minors.” Carol looks at Angel and notice Angel was getting pissed. If Angel was anything like D.A. when she got pissed or angry. Heads were going to roll.

“Who’s the” Angel was about say jackass in front of the girls, but curved herself.

“Mason, Jones and Tiffany law firm. They are one of your mother’s biggest pain in the butt rivals. She has had to defend several people from their law suits. They are what we call in the business ambulance chasers and vultures. They use whatever dirty trick they can to win a case and sue someone. Plus, they are firm believers in one man and one woman marriages. So, they are going to use the fact that you’re a lesbian and that you used to be a boy to their advantage.”

Carol folds the paper back up and places them in her purse.

The girls had been sitting quietly listening to their new mothers.

“Are they going to take us away from you mom?” Sammy was looking at Angel.

“Not if I or your grandmothers have anything to say about it. I have friends on the police force in this town and I know our MC will protect you from anyone trying to grab you from me. Mom has a lot of friends in high places as well. You girls won’t be taken from me.”

Carol had a smile on her face. She now knew who Angel took after the most.

“The girls won’t be taken from us, love. I agreed to marry you and that makes them my responsibility as well.” Carol places her hand on
Angel’s proving she meant it.

“Go on and eat girls.”

Angel was to piss to continue eating. So, she just watches the girls eat and drink her sweet ice tea. How dare that law firm go after her and try to take the girls from her. Those girls deserve better then what they were getting from their mother. She felt Carols hand rest on her thigh under the table and give her a little squeeze. Angel looks back towards her.

“I’ll be okay.” Angel tries to smile to make Carol believe she would.

Carol notice that Angel was fuming. She has come to be able to tell her moods through her writing and what time she spent with her during the holidays. Carol knew D.A. would want to know as soon as possible. Once everyone was done eating. Carol and Angel took the girls to the park and let them burn off energy by swing and sliding. Carol kept a close watch on Angel and after a while she started to see her wife to be relax.

Brenda and Kimberly were out with their children bicycling and spotted Angel and Carol at the park entertaining their girls as well. They pull up to the park and let their daughter and two boys go and play on the swings and such with Tammy and Sammy.

“How have you been Brenda?” Angel hugs her old friend/Aunt.

“Fine. Kimmy tells me you enrolled the girls at her school.” Brenda looks at her wife and smile. Kimmy was her pet name for Kimberly.

“Yep. I wanted them to go to the same school I went to and that Lisa is going to. I know Kimberly will keep them in order. How is your oldest now?”

“She’s doing better now. She was having a hard time adjusting to school and having sibling, but she has come around. You should see the three of them sometimes. The boys drive her crazy at times, but she loves them. They try pulling the typical who am I on her, but she knows the boy as well as we do. That trick won’t work on their sister.”

“I know what you mean. Tammy and Sammy haven’t played that trick on us yet, but both are unique. Sammy is the most direct one. She will speak her mind, while Tammy is kind of shy and tends to be a little bit quieter. She’s soft spoken.” Angel was keeping an eye on their girls.

“So, when is the big day?” Brenda had notice the engagement ring on both women and the tattoos.

“We haven’t set a date yet. She just asked me this morning to be her wife.” Carol looks at Angel with a loving smile on her face.

“Well, I know the two of you will make a loving couple. Angel, you know your mothers didn’t get their tattoo’s till they were already married.” Brenda had spotted the gauze covering Angels breast.

“As far as I’m concern. We are married. I think we just need to make it legal.” Angel holds Carols hand in hers.

“I think I remember someone else saying that once.” Brenda looks over towards Kimberly.

Kimberly just blushes. Everyone just starts laughing after that and watches the kids play.

Angel and Carol says goodbye to Aunt Kimberly and Brenda and watch as they ride off.

“Let’s go and gets some dinner for everyone and head home.”

Rachel had done some research into Sammy and Tammy’s mother’s background. What she found wasn’t impressing her at all. Yes, the lady had the right to be depress about losing her husband. The money she got from his death was split three ways per the will he had made before he left. Two thirds were split between the accounts sent up for the girls. Neither could touch it till they were twenty-one. The rest was left to his wife. It was supposed to help her with the payments on the house.

What Rachel had found out was she was seeing a biker by the name of Rudy Docks. He was a member of a biker gang called the Moonshiners Motorcycle Club. She has heard of it. They were rather small, less than fifty members and were compose of bikers most MC had kicked out or didn’t want.

They were known to transport moonshine and drugs across stateliness. They also kidnap teenage girls and young women and force them into prostitution. Which is what happened to Vivian White. She had a rap sheet both for possession and distribution of control substances. She was also a known druggie and one of their sex workers. She had given most of the money her husband had left to her to the MC like all the women under their control was supposed to.

They normally stayed away from the Sirens. Because when D.A. was known as Dirty Angel. She had a run in with them over three women that had been abducted and ganged rape by that motorcycle gang. One of the women happened to be the younger sister of one of the Siren’s members and asked for the Siren’s help. D.A. and another member had protected the girls while the rest of the MC delivered some old fashion justice to the Moonshiners. Ever since then they pretty much left any Siren member along.

The moonshiners knew you messed with one Siren, you messed with the whole MC and a few of the women would take their manhood. Rachel was one of them that would do it if she needed to make a point.

Rachel made sure to pass all the information she had gather onto D.A. including the pictures she had taken with Angel when they went and got the girls some of their things. Rachel sends the rap sheet of Rudy Docks as well to D.A. because while she had been looking through it she saw where he had been charged with child pornography. He had sold teenage girls to certain business men for sex. Which brings her to the conclusion that the girls might have been next to be sold for sex.

Angel and the Girls:
Angel and Carol had stopped to buy dinner for everyone on the way home. Angel didn’t think this was going to be some difficult, but she loves these girls and will do what she needs to do to protect them. She had gotten a text while waiting for the food they order that her storage unit from Germany would be delivered tomorrow around one in the afternoon.

Her Land Rover sport and 2013 Multistrada 1200 S Touring motorcycle will be delivered as well. Just because she was stationed over in Germany didn’t mean she gave up on motorcycle riding. She didn’t want to take her Harley-Davidson with her when she went. So, she brought another motorcycle while over there. When the weather was bad, she used the Land Rover.

By the time, she gets home she hands the papers she had been served to her mother to look over.

D.A. accepts the papers and read what Angel was being charged with. A smile appears on her face as she folds the papers up and take them to her home office. She’ll deal with this matter later. She hated that law firm and she was going make them pay going after her baby.

“So, what did you girls bring home for dinner?” Angie was directing her question to the twins.

“We got Chinese, Grandma.” Sammy and Tammy both had a proud look on their faces.

“Did you remember to get Chicken lo-mein?” Lisa looks at the twins to see if they knew what she was talking about.

“Mom, did we get chicken lo-mein for Aunt Lisa?” Sammy was looking over towards Angel.

“Yes sweetie. We got your aunt’s favorite dish along with both grandma’s, your mothers Carol and mine as well.” Angel went over and made sure the girls were close to the table so they could eat.

She serves up a little of everything they brought so the girls could see which one they liked best. She remembered the first-time D.A. and Angie had given her Chinese. It had been Mongolian Beef and she loved it. If she had her choice they would eat Chinese all the time.

They eat in silence as Angel watches the girls to see which foods they liked. She knew what Carol liked, because they had lunch one time together when she came home for vocation last Christmas.

“Moms, my storage unit, motorcycle and Land Rover is going to be deliver tomorrow around one in the afternoon. I figure I’ll go down and get my Motorcycle and Land Rover register Tuesday and rent another storage unit to put my stuff in till Carol and I find a bigger place.

“Does that mean I get your motorcycle, since you have another?”

“I don’t think so pipsqueak. I’m going to keep both motorcycles so I can teach Carol how to handle one.” Angel looks at Carol.

“Oh, no. I’ll stick to horses. I prefer four legs under me, not two wheels going at insane speeds around here.” Carol didn’t like driving a motorcycle not with the whack out drivers around here.

“You could sell your second motorcycle at the shop Angel. Since, we don’t normally get those types of motorcycles in.” Angie knew a few buyers that might be interested.

“I’ll think about mom. I know I can drive only one at a time.” Angel was hoping Carol would be willing to learn how to handle a motorcycle. That way they could go riding with each other. Like her mother’s do.

Lisa looks towards her mother Angie “but I want to learn how to ride a motorcycle.”

“You will sis. Mom will start you off on my old scooter and that way you’ll get some idea on how to ride a motorcycle. Then you’ll move up to the first motorcycle mommy first own and once you can handle that. You’ll be able to get your first motorcycle. Until then, your stuck with my old scooter and mom’s motorcycle.” Angel just smiles at her sister.

Angel admires herself in the full-length mirror on the back of Carol’s closet door. Today she had to make an appearance before the judge. Her mother told her to dress professionally and to be early so they could go over a few things. Carol was going with her for support and her other mother Angie was coming too. Rachel was going to meet her up at the courthouse to give her testimony on what she had seen that day that Angel had called her.

Angel had given all the pictures she had taken of the house and of the girls to her mother to use. To help build a case and defend the actions she had taken for the girls. Racheal was bringing the police reports and the guys background she had done, along with the mother’s background as well.

Angel closes her eyes and take a deep breath and slowly let it out. She has never been so nervous as she was right now. Her angel necklace that had been given to her so many years ago was hanging down and resting just above her breast. She had polished the crystal last night so it had a bright shine to it. The necklace has been her good luck charm since Racheal had put it around her neck twelve years ago.

Carol had been standing back just watching Angel as she stood in front of the mirror. To her Angel has always been the strong will type of person. When she wanted something, she went full force like a storm to get it, but seeing her now looking so nervous allowed her to see another part of her. She could see the young girl D.A. and Angie saw twelve years ago. Angel hasn’t changed much over the years. She still had that youthful quiet demeanor about her that fooled or made most people underestimate her.

Carol walks over and up behind Angel and wrap her arms around her and give her a gentle hug.

“You’re going to do fine sweetie. You have me, your mothers, your sister and the whole MC behind you. You’re their baby as well and they are supporting you. Just go into that courthouse and show the judge and that rat ass lawyer who they are messing with.” Carol places a kiss on Angel’s cheek as she releases her.

“I hope and thanks.”

Carol and Angel walk out of Carol’s apartment and down to Angel’s land rover. It had come in over the weekend along with her other motorcycle which was at the shop right now getting a tune-up and some damage fix that had occurred during shipping. It fit weird driving her Land rover again. She has been driving her mother’s pick-up truck since she has been home or her motorcycle. She had heard back for her friend and he wanted her to send those parts he asked for. He had sent the money to her account to pay for them, including the shipping.

As Angel drives towards the courthouse, she tries to calm herself down and get her head on straight. She needs to remind herself that everything she was doing was for the girls. She parks her Land Rover as close as she could. As she is walking up to the courthouse steps with
Carol next her, six bikers from the other group approach her and Carol.

“Lady, go and get back in your car and leave now or something bad is going to happen to you.” One of the bigger of the six with a scar going down had stepped up close to Angel and Carol. Carol was feeling nervous and had tighten her grip on Angels hand. Angel looks at the guy and smile at him.

“And what per say is going to happen to me? Are you going to kill me with your bad breath?”

Angel had prepared herself to react should this guy decide to throw a punch or grab her.

He steps closer “lady, don’t push your luck. Back off now, before you get hurt.”

The other guys had gotten closer to Angel and Carol. Angel looks at the others and memorized their faces.

“You don’t want to start a war with me or my MC mister, because you will lose.”

“What, your garden club is going to protect you from us? Lady you have been using too much peroxide.” One of the smaller muscular guys that had surrounded Angel had spoken.

“She’s talking about the Siren’s moron.” Carol was getting tired of this.

“Ya, like she is a Siren. All the women in that MC are lesbian’s and crossdressers. Hell, the leaders are dykes.”

That did it for Angel. No one talks about her mother’s or her MC like that. Angel lets go of Carol’s hand and knee’s the guy in front of her so hard that she smashes his penis and testicles against his tail bone. She tightens her grip on her purse strap and swings it as hard as she could into the face of the one talking smack about her mothers and her MC. One of the other guys try to grab Carol, but she knees her attacker the same way Angel did hers.

One guy sucker punches Angel in her jaw. Angel strikes back with a hand stab to his throat like Racheal showed her back when she was ten years old. She brings her high heel down on top of his foot grinding her heel into his foot.

“Carol run! Go get a cop or one of the Sirens.” Angel was blocking a punch to her face, while screaming at Carol.

“Okay!” Carol runs off leaving Angel to defend herself against six guys.

One guy manages to get behind Angel and wrap his arms around her chest. She elbows him as hard as she can as she dodges a punch towards her face. The guys punch misses her head, but hits the guy holding her in his face. Angels kicks the guy trying to hit her in his groin area as hard as she can manage while being held. The first guys she kicked was still on the ground. The guy she just kicked drops as while, leaving her with the guy holding her and three others. She manages to get lose and takes his arm and do a judo throw over her shoulder towards two of the three. The third person had brought out a butterfly knife and was trying to cut her. He manages to slice Angel twice on her right forearm. When he attacks a third time, she grabs his arm and yanks him forwards throwing him off balance towards the ground.

One of the two guys she had thrown the guy at manages to get back up. He brings his knife up and stabs Angel in her left shoulder. He then brings his knee up and slams it into her stomach as hard as he could, causing her to drop to the ground. He twists the knife in her shoulder as she falls onto her knees. Angel had tears coming down her cheek from the pain. Her purse was laying near her, so she reaches inside pull out her taser and tase him with it. She felt the taser from the blade in her shoulder.

Carol:
Carol had run to the courthouse like she had been told and saw Rachel and two other sirens going up the steps to the courthouse doors. She runs up behind them.

“RACHEL, ANGEL NEEDS HELP!” Carol was worried about Angel.

Rachel and the other two women turned around when they hear Carol yelling at Rachel.

“Where is she Carol?” Rachel had grabbed Carol and could see she was scared and worried.

“Over there.” Carol points in the direction she just ran from.

Rachel and the other Sirens take off towards the direction Carol had just run from. As they get closer, they see one guy standing up in front of
Angel with her kneeling on ground. They saw her hand moved to her purse and the next thing they notice is the guy is doing the twenty-thousand-dollar jig in front of Angel. Two more guys were getting up off the ground and getting ready to attack Angel while she was on the ground. Rachel reaches the guy and twist his arm behind him and take him down on the ground. She whips out her cuffs and handcuff him. The other two women stand near Angel to protect her as Carol tries to stop the bleeding coming from Angel’s wound. Two uniform police officers had seen what was going on and ran over to help. Angel’s cell phone rings and Carol, picks it up and notice it was D.A.’s number.

“D.A., Angel’s been hurt out here in front of the Courthouse. We were surrounded by six guys from the Moonshiners MC. Rachel and two other ladies from your MC, plus two uniform police officers are out here with us now, but Angel’s been stab in her left shoulder.” Carol was holding a torn piece of her dress against Angel’s wound trying to stop the bleeding.

D.A. listens to what Carol was telling her. She should had known they would try this stunt against them.

“Alright, I’ll inform the judge and see if we can get this post-pone for a later date. Take care of my baby Carol.”

“I will ma’am.” Carol disconnects.

Sirens could be heard in the distance as the paramedics and more police cars start showing up.

Angel looks up at Carol “I guess I screwed up.”

“No, you did what I knew you would do Angel. Especially, when it concerns your mothers and the MC.” Carols was holding Angel as she kept pressure on the wound.

Paramedics show up and rush to Angel to help her. More police had showed up and were doing crowd control. Angie manages to get pass the police and over to Carol and Angel.

“How she is doing Carol?” Angie was standing next to her while the paramedics worked on Angel.

“She’s lost a lot of blood from that prick twisting the knife in the wound. He might have nick an artery in her shoulder.” Carol was worried about Angel.

Angie pulls Carol to her “she’ll be fine. It’s D.A. I’ll have to worry about. She’s very protective of Angel. I am too, but D.A. takes it to a different level.”

“I take what to a different level?” D.A. comes walking over with her briefcase and purse.

“The protection of our daughters, especially Angel.” Angie gives D.A. a kiss on her cheek.

“How is she?” D.A. looks over and saw the paramedics taking care of her.

“She’s lost some blood.”

Carol was watching as the paramedics helped Angel up off the ground and over to the ambulance.

“I’m going with Angel.” Carol walks over to Angel’s purse and picks it up.

“Where did you girls park?” Angie looks directs her question to Carol.

“Over there.” Carol points out Angel’s Land Rover.

Carol walks towards the ambulance and get in with the paramedic. She was going to stay by Angel’s side.

D.A. and Angie watch as the ambulance leave. Rachel walks over to D.A. and Angie to tell them what she had gotten from Angel.

They were proud of their daughter, but she shouldn’t have tried to take six people on at once. “The two guys she kicked hard won’t be having any children, according to the paramedics. She crushed them when she kicked and kneed them. She also bruised the guys throat when she stab him with her hand like I taught her back when she was ten years old. You can see the imprint of her fingernails in his skin.” Rachel was proud of Angel. She had been one of the women to teach her how to fight.

“Thanks Rachel. We’re going to head to the hospital and check on Angel and then go and get the girls and bring them home.”

“Alright D.A. and Angie.” Rachel walks over and talk with the other police officers.

D.A. heads towards her car and while Angie heads towards Angel’s car. They both had spare keys to her vehicles. D.A. follows Angie to the hospital.

Angel hated hospitals. She didn’t like them when she came in and had her surgery to correct her birth defect. She didn’t like them when she came in and had her broken leg put in a cast when she was just fifteen years old. She hated them when she does her yearly check-ups. She could feel someone holding her hand as she glances over towards Carol resting her head against the chair. There were flowers and teddy bears wearing motorcycle jackets with the Siren’s emblem on the back sitting around her. She was hooked up to a heart monitor machine and had IV’s in her.

Angel just watches Carol as some drool slides down from the corner of her mouth. A smile comes to her face as she watches her lover drool while she slept.

Her left shoulder and chest area was covered by bandages and she couldn’t move her arm any. Angel just laid there and watched her partner chest slowly raise and fall as she slept. It looked like Carol had changed clothes, because she wasn’t wearing the same clothes she had when they went to court. Angel wonders how long she has been out. The last thing she remembered was the paramedics working on her shoulder and then nothing after that.

Angel closes her eyes and goes back to sleep. The next time she opens them, she feels two bundles curled up next to her. She looks down and notice it was Tammy and Sammy curled up against her.

“They wanted their mommy.”

It was Angies voice she heard coming from where Carol had been sitting.

Angels looks over at her mother as she strokes both girls head.

“Thanks mom.” Angels smiles at her mother.

“You’re little Angels have been worried about you. We lost you once on the operating table for a few minutes. The guy that stabbed you and twisted his blade inside your shoulder nicked an artery. The doctors had a hard time finding it. They had to use the paddles three times to revive you. You scared me, your mother, your sister and Carol. They almost couldn’t bring you back.”

“That explains why my rib cage hurts so much. I’m sorry about that mom.” Angel was stroking Tammy’s hair and switched to Sammy’s.

“What is going to happen to the girls?”

“Nothing. They are staying with you and Carol. The judge was furious when he heard and saw what happened to you. Rachel got four different videos from people who recorded what happened. Two of those people are family members of two members of the Siren’s. The other two was from a clerk that works at the courthouse that was heading to lunch. The last one was from a woman paying her speeding ticket. Then there was Carol’s statement as well. Rachel passed those videos onto your mother. Then D.A. brought charges against the Moonshiners and the law firm handling the mother’s case. It also didn’t help that you clinically died on the operating table.”

Tammy stirs some as she moves closer to Angel’s body.

Angel just smiles down at the little girl as she slept next to her. Sammy did the same thing her twin did. Both girls were snug tight against Angel’s body.

“I can’t image leaving them or Carol, mom.” Angel looks over towards her mother.

“Good, because were getting married next week. I don’t want to lose you.” Carol comes walking into the room. She had caught the last few words Angel had said.

“I almost lost you once, I’m not going to lose you again.” Carol walks over and gives Angel a kiss.

Angel felt like she was on top of the world at Carol’s words and kiss. When Carol steps back and looks down at the twins nested next to Angel.

“They were so worried about you sweetheart.” She caresses each girl’s hair.

“They weren’t the only ones.” D.A. comes walking in and she was looking like she hasn’t slept at all.

D.A. walks over and places a kiss on Angels cheek and walks over to where Angie was sitting and sat on her lap. Which was unusual, because Angie always sat on D.A.’s lap.

Lisa comes walking in next with Rachel, a very pregnant Clair, Brenda and Kimberly.

“Hey sis, look who I found in the hallway.” Lisa goes over and hugs her big sister. She had been worried about her.

Angel felt warmed and loved. Everyone that mean the most to her was right here with her. She does want her Uncles to come.

“So, can someone tell me how long it has been since I have been here? Because when I woke-up earlier, my wife was over in that chair where mommy Angie is sitting with drool sliding down from the corner of her mouth.”

“I don’t drool.” Carol looks at Angel.

“Yes, you do dear.” Angel was smiling.

“You’ve been out of it for three days sis.” Lisa was sitting on Carol’s lap.

Rachel had stepped out and found a chair for Clair to sit down on.

Angel looks over towards her mothers to confirm it.

“She’s right dear. You have been unconscious for three days straight. Why do you think your mother D.A. looks the way she does? She wouldn’t leave your side and neither would Carol. Me and Rachel had to make them go home and get some sleep and take a bath.”

Angie was looking at her oldest daughter as she spoke. She had to come and make Carol and D.A. go home, take a bath and get some sleep. D.A. was already worn out because she was putting together the case against the law firm that represented Sammy and Tammy’s birth mother. She also went after everything the Moonshiners owned. Any Moonshiner trying to leave town or skip out had the Sirens blocking them and threatening them to give them a reason to shoot them.

The Siren’s had declared war on the Moonshiners and since the Siren’s outnumber the Moonshiners, four to one they didn’t stand a chance.
Especially, after what Carol told them that the six Moonshiners said about them. Plus, Angel was a beloved member of the Siren’s. She had grown up among those women. Angie and D.A. had a hard time keeping the women from torching the Moonshiners clubhouse and bar.

For the next couple of hours everyone updates angel about what happened while she been unconscious and what her two little angels were like under Lisa’s watchful eyes. When her mothers were leaving the hospital room, they pick-up one of the girls each and carry them out. Angel made sure to kiss each girl on their forehead. She was finally left along with Carol, who said that she wasn’t leaving Angel tonight.

Carol had moved over to the bed and took Angel’s hand in hers.

“I love you very much and I want to marry you. I almost lost you a couple of days ago and I don’t want to lose you. So, will you marry me?”
Angel had tears coming down from her eyes and in a choked-up voice “Yes, I will marry you.”

Carol leans in and gives Angels a hot and passionate kiss. Everything she felt about Angel was in that kiss. She breaks the kiss before Angel passes out from the lack of air.

“Wow! I need to come close to death more often.”

Angel had never experience a kiss like that before. In all the relationships she has had, no one has ever kissed her like that.

“You do and I’ll kill you myself.” Carol gives Angel another kiss.

Carol lays down next to Angel on her good side and let her head rest on Angels good shoulder.

“We’re getting married next week even if you’re in a wheel chair. You Uncle Sam is letting us use his backyard since it is big enough to support all the Siren’s and members of my family. Your mother Angie is having her old wedding dress resized for you. I already have my dress because it was my mother’s dress. Your mother D.A. is taking the girls to be fitted for their dressed as well. Two members of the Siren’s is doing the catering and the cake has already been picked and ordered by me.”

“Wow, what would have you done if I said no?”

Carol holds up her hand and shows their engagement ring “you wouldn’t because you asked me already, silly. Remember?”

Angel just kiss her and hold her tight to her right-hand side. She closes her eyes and think of the wedding to come. As she falls asleep with a smile on her face.

Angel wakes-up and smiles as she feels Carol next to her on the bed. The doctors had let her go home after spending three days in the hospital. Her first night home, the girls wouldn’t leave her side. They wanted to stay by her and help as much as they could and was happy to have their mother home. They had done some drawings in school and Carol had display them on the refrigerator downstairs and in their bedroom.

Between her mothers and Carol, the girls have been getting to school on time and was doing well in their studies. Angel was feeling a little mischief and tickles Carols side. She feels Carol squirm some from it.

A playful smile appears on her face as she reaches down under the bedding and wiggle her fingers between Carols thighs.

A low moan, escapes from Carol’s throat as Angel continues to play with her girlfriend’s sensitive spot. She keeps it up till Carol has an orgasm. Angel removes her hand an licks her fingers.

“I should make you lick me clean.” Carol looks at Angel.

“You know I would, but unfortunately my wound prevents me from laying in between your legs. You know I would love too.” Angel leans
down and kiss Carol fully on the lips.

Carol melts under the kiss. She loved this woman very much.

Carol wraps her arms around Angel’s neck and pulls her lower to her. She makes sure not to hurt Angel’s bad shoulder. They stay like that till the girls come in to get them to help them get dress.

“I got this cover sweet heart.” Angel gets up out of bed and slip her robe on and heads into her old bedroom which is acting as the girl’s
bedroom right now.

Carol and Angel had taken over the spare bedroom her mother’s used for any guest or MC member that spent the night.

“Okay girls, what can I help you with?”

“We need help with our dresses mommy.”

“Okay sweetie.” Angel helps each girl with their dress and make sure their necklace was okay.

Angel helps with putting the doves ear rings she got for each girl in their ears. Once the girls were ready to go to school. Angel takes them downstairs and getting them their breakfast and ride with Lisa and their grandmother Angie. Angel hugs each girl and places a kiss on their cheeks.

“Be good and learn a lot.” Angel watches as they run out to her Land Rover.

Angel was letting her mother drive it till she could. As it was, she was going to be working upfront with her mother till her shoulder was better. Angel lays out Carol’s clothes for her. She picks the laciest of Carol’s panties and bras for her to wear today at work. She also picks a dress that Carol looks good in to wear at work. Angel pulls out a pair of jeans and one of the shops t-shirt to wear.

“I see you picked my clothes again to wear for me. You didn’t pick the crotchless briefs, again did you?”

“Nope, I picked a pair of your thongs for you to wear today. I figure since I’m wearing mine, I could talk you into wearing yours, pretty
please.” Angels steps up and places a kiss on Carol’s lips.

Carol returns the kiss. Once they were done kissing.

“You don’t play fair.”

Carol grabs Angel and smacks her hard on her ass.

“Ow!”

Angel rubs her bottom and looks towards Carol pouting.

“You deserve that.”

Carol and Angel helps each other get ready for work. Angel checks Carol over and places a kiss on her cheek.

“Are we having lunch with your mothers today or are we going out by ourselves?”

“I think we are on our own. Mommy Angie is my cover during lunch and I’m hers when she goes and pick the girls up from school this
afternoon. It’s going to feel weird working in the store again. I haven’t worked there since joining the service.”

“Well, you got your uncles to help you lift anything heavy and most of the customers won’t mind helping you.”

“True, my uncles will do almost anything for me.”

Angel checks herself in the mirror and make sure her make-up is alright.

“Come on slow poke. We got to get you your coffee and a danish or something. You’re a grouch when you don’t have some food in you.”

Carol and Angel head downstairs towards the kitchen where the coffee was already made. Angel fixes her coffee and Carol’s coffee. While
Carol nukes a breakfast sandwich for Angel and toast some toast for herself.

“Thanks sweetie.”

Angel hands Carol her coffee.

“You’re welcome.”

The two of them stand around in the kitchen for a few minutes, before walking out the front door to go to work. Carol drops Angel at work and then heads towards work herself. D.A. has made it known to Carol, she won’t get any special treatment from her for being her daughter-in-law. Carol pulls into her normal parking space and shuts the car off and heads inside.

Angel walks into the store “hi Uncle Jake, Uncle Sam”

Angel walks over and gives both her uncles hugs.

They return the hugs and look at her arm.

“Are you going to be able to work with a bad arm?”

“Yep, I may have to ask you or Uncle Sam to come out and help me with anything heavy. Mom said she wants me to be doing all the light
stuff today. Like dusting the shelves and straightening up the displays and taking inventory as well.”

“Well, if have anything heavy you need move, either call me or your Uncle Jake.”

“I will Uncle Sam.”

Angels gets to work on the shelves and taking the daily inventory to see what they have in stock and refill the shelves with it. As angel is
putting stock up and Angie is on the telephone looking up parts for a customer. A customer, walks in and up to the counter.

“Good morning, what can I do for you today sir?”

“I’m looking for an air filter and replacement gas cap for a 1997 Honda VT100C1 Shadow 100 Sprint.”

“That’s got a 1099cc motor, right?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Let’s see I have the air filter in stock, you’re looking at $15.00 for a normal Honda filter and $58.00 for a K&N filter. As for the gas cap, that’s
$12.00 dollars.”

The guy stands there and thinks about it.

“I have all those items in stock.”

“Alright I’ll take the normal Honda air filter and gas cap.”

“Okay.” Angel goes and grabs the air filter and gas cap.

“Let’s see that’s $15.00 plus $12.00. That’s $27.00, plus sales tax $1.62 comes to $28.62 total sir.”

The man hands Angel thirty dollars.

“Your change is $1.38 sir.” Angel hands the change and puts the items in a plastic bag that has the stores name on it.

“Have a nice day sir.”

Angel watches as the guy leaves the store. She goes back to what she was doing when he came in. The morning picks up some more and
Angel gets more customers. She stays busy till she takes her lunch break.

Carol and she go to a sub shop and split a whole sub between the two of them. Carol has an hour for lunch, but Angel wanted to only take
thirty minutes so her mother wasn’t by herself for an hour. Carol understood and dropped angel back off after eating.

Before Angel gets out of the car, she leans over and gives Carol a kiss.

“See you tonight sweetie.”

“I’ll be by to pick you up.”

“Okay.” Angel sneaks in one more kiss and then runs off to help her mother.

There were a bunch of customers in the store and one of her uncles had come up front to help her mother.

“Next.”

Angels helps her mother with the customers and by the time they have the store clear, it was her mother’s lunch.

“I’ll see you in an hour Angel. Are you going to be okay?”

“I’ll be fine mom, have fun at lunch.”

Angel watches her mother go to lunch.

Angel goes to work replacing stock and preparing times to be shipped.

By the time the store is ready to close, Angel is worn out. She has never had to work this hard in the Airforce.

She looks over towards Carol as they drove home.

“I forgot how bad it could get, but I do love working with my mom.”

Carol just laughs as they head home.

Angel was out doing the bi-weekly grocery shopping for the house. Carol had taken the girls to their ballet lessons and was going to come back and pick her up. While she was shopping, a tall black hair woman hits her from behind with a shopping cart.

Angel turns around pissed off to see who just rammed her with a shopping cart. Just as she turned to confront the woman. A fist comes out of nowhere and hits her square on the jaw. Another fist hits her in her belly.

“How dare you steal another woman’s children.”

Angel was using her shopping cart for support after being hit. She saw the person who hit her and didn’t know this woman.

Angel looks at her “lady, I don’t know who you are, but I doing what is right for those children. Also, you should keep your nose out of other people’s business.”

Angel swings with her good arm and knocks the woman out, causing her to fall on the floor of the grocery store. People had heard the commotion and came to investigate. Angel just looks down at the woman and wonder who the fuck she was. She was wearing blue jean pants and a blouse, but she looked like a drug addict or something.

Angels jaw hurt from being punched as well as her stomach, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her. She pulls out her cell phone and dials Rachel’s number.

“Hi, Aunt Rachel, can you send a police car down to Food Lion on Blare street please? I just had to defend myself against a woman who assaulted me. “

“Angel, what did you do now?”

“Nothing Aunt Rachel, I was just doing our bi-weekly shopping and a woman came up and sucker punched me and then punched me in my stomach. So, I reacted and knocked her out.”

“Alright, I’ll send a police car to your location. Scratch that, one has already been dispatch to you. Let me know if you have any problems with the officer.”

“Thanks Aunt Rachel.”

“Take care Angel.”

Rachel had disconnected.

Angel puts her cell phone back in her back pocket.

“Are you alright Miss.?”

The assistant store manager had heard what had happen and came over with the store security officer to investigate the matter.

“Ya, I’m fine. The police are on their way to arrest this woman.”

“We have footage of the woman striking you first. If they need it, let us know.”

“Thanks Chuck. How’s your sister doing? I heard she had to go and have some female problems fixed.”

“She’s doing better Angel. She said that she can’t wait to get back on her motorcycle and join you all for the Memorial Day ride.”

“Well, let us know if we can do anything to help her.”

“I will, here are the cops.”

Just as the cops show up, Carol comes in and notice Angel talking to the cops and the woman knocked out on the floor. A female cop comes in and wakes the woman up with some smelling salts and arrest her for assault.

Carol steps over near Angel.

“I can’t leave you along for five minutes without you getting into trouble.”

“I didn't start it Carol, I was minding my own business picking out some can vegetables, when this lady came up and sucker punched me. While I was recovering from that, she punched me in my stomach. I’m innocent of everything.”

“I bet, were you this much of a trouble magnet with your mothers around?”

Angel had to stopped and think about that one.

“Actually, I think trouble followed me around back then. I was almost raped by the son of the leader of the Hell Angel’s angels at their pool
house. Then, I was almost killed by a drug my father made. I think trouble does follow me around, but only when I’m around the people I love.”

Angel places a kiss on Carol’s cheek as she finishes up the grocery shopping. She buys some treats for the girls that both women knew they liked. They check out and head over to the dance studio.

Since the girls came into Angel’s life. She has felt like a real woman. She liked being called mom or mommy and enjoyed it when the girls share what they did in school with her. It made her feel whole, just as having Carol by her side. She loved her job and she loved being a mother and wife just as much.

Carol notice the pleased look on Angel’s face.

“What’s got you so pleased?”

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to have parents that love me. A little sister I can help and guide into being a responsible adult. A woman that I love and that loves me back and two adorable daughters that bring joy to my life. I think an angel is really looking out for me.” As Angel rubs the angel hanging from her necklace.

Carol smiles and put her arm around Angels waist. Angel rest her head on Carol’s shoulder and watch the two little angels that have come into their lives dance.

Angel thinks its her birth mother still looking after her all these years. That she has been watching and protecting Angel since D.A. and Angie found her that terrible day. She would had died in that ditch if they hadn't come down that road that morning and nursed her back to health. Her mother was looking after then and she is looking after her now. Letting her experience what it is to be a mother herself and a wife to someone that loves her.

Angel knows there isn't anything she wouldn't do for the twins, even if it meant giving her own life so they could live. Just like her own mother did for her.

Angel found out that the woman that attack her was the wife of one of the bikers. She almost lost her children because of neglect and she had to fight hard to get them back. So, she had a beef with any one that would steal another woman’s children. What that woman didn’t know, was what the twins mother and step-father had planned for the twins.

Angel did press charges against the woman and told her if she ever goes near her girls or herself ever again. They would never find her body.
Angel would do anything to protect those girls and her family. Normally, she was the laid-back forgiving type of person, but she was protecting her family and that needed to be made clear to anyone. Just like D.A. and Angie had done when she was little and the rest of the motorcycle club had done when they were protecting her.

Angel had gotten off early and picked the girls and her sister up and was watching them doing their homework, as she cooked dinner for everyone. She was making a dish she uses to make when she was stationed in Germany. She used to make a lot and shared it with some of her friends and co-workers.

Angel hopes her mothers, Carol and the rest of the family enjoy the Sauerbraten she is making for dinner. She was using beef, because she didn’t know if the girls like pork or not. Once that was on to cook with all the vegetables she added to it. She picks a few side dishes to go with it. She knew what dishes the girls would eat and what ones they didn’t like. She also knew what Carol and her mother’s liked and what they didn’t like.

“Mom, can we have a treat?”

“Sure Sammy. Get one for your sister and your aunt.”

“Okay.”

Sammy grabs three pudding cups out of the refrigerator. Her sister liked the vanilla one’s and her aunt like the banana flavored ones. She grabs three plastic spoons and sets each pudding cup down in front of their owner.

“Thanks sis.” Tammy reaches for her.

“Thanks squirt.” Lisa reaches for hers and opens it.

Angel just watches the three of them from the kitchen. She was enjoying this and missed it when she was stationed overseas. Her and Lisa use to sit at the table and worked on their homework, while mother Angie watched over them. Angel goes back to cooking with a smile on her face.

Lisa comes walking into the kitchen to see what her big sister was up too.

“What’s got you so happy, sis?”

“I was remembering when me and you use to sit at the table together doing our homework.”

“I hated sitting there and doing my homework. I wanted to go out and play, but mom wouldn’t let me till I got my homework done.”

“I remember, you were such a brat.”

“I’m entitle to be. I’m the younger sister.”

“And now you’re an aunt, which means you have to set an example for Tammy and Sammy.”

“You know something sis, I still get confused on which is which.” Lisa was looking towards the twins. They were wearing different clothes today, but when they were dressed alike. She couldn’t tell them apart.”

“I can. Sammy’s the more aggressive one and has a small birth mark on the right side of her neck, where Tammy has one on her left and is the shy one. Also, Sammy always wants to stand to the left of you, where Tammy doesn’t. Now, that they have their new glasses, you can tell them apart as well. Sammy chose a pair different from her sister.”

“How can they so different, but the same?”

“Each child is different, even if they are twins. What one likes, the other may hate or vice verses. All I know is I love them for them. If one turned out to be just like me and Carol or wanted to be a boy they can.”

“We like being girl’s mommy. Girls have more fun and get pretty things.” Tammy had heard what she said.”

“I agree with my sister mommy. I rather be a girl, instead of a boy. They are mean.”

“Not all boys are mean Sammy. Some are nice and you’ll meet them when you get older. Are you girls almost done with your homework?”

“Yes ma’am. We’re all done.”

“Okay, let me check it.”

Angel walks over and checks Tammy’s first and spots at least four math problems that were wrong.

“You have four wrong Tammy.”

Angel picks up the pencil and marks the four.

“Redo these and if you need help just ask me or your Aunt.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Angels checks Sammy’s and she had the same four wrong.

“If I didn’t know you two better, I would think you copied each other’s work. You have the same one’s wrong that your sister has Sammy.”

Angel marks them and watch as each girl tackles the wrong ones.

“Let me see your homework sis.”

“But, I’m older than your girls.”

“I know and you also know mom will ask me if I checked your homework. I for one don’t want to get a spanking by mom for not doing what she asked me to do.”

“Mom wouldn’t do that, would she?”

“If mom didn’t, my fiancée would.”

“But if Carol did it, you would enjoy it more.”

“Yes, I would, but that’s not here and now. So, show me what homework you had to do.”

“Fine.”

Lisa walks over and shows Angel what she had to do. Angel looks and spots at least seven things wrong in her English and eight math problems.

“You got these wrong and these as well.”

Angel looks at her sister and points down at the chair.

“Back to work young lady or mom is going to ground you and me.”

Lisa looks at her older sister and knew she was right, plus she didn’t want to make a scene right here in front of her nieces.

“fine, MOM!”

Angel just smiles at her.

Lisa sits down and works on the problems she got wrong.

Angel heads back into the kitchen to finish preparing dinner. Both of their mothers and Carol were due home soon. Angel pulls the dishes down for the girls to set the table. Lisa helps fill the glasses with tea and makes some more tea.

“Well, everything is set and ready to go in the dining room sis. Anything else I can…”

Angel just looks at Lisa with that motherly look of hers.

“Stupid question, I know sis.” Lisa starts grabbing serving bowls to put the side dishes in.

Angel pulls the Sauerbraten out of the oven and set it on the cutting board. She scoops the veggies out and put them in a serving bowl and
then pour the juices into a gravy boat and finally the meat she cuts into slices and put them on the platter.

“Alright, everything is ready. Has mom and Carol arrived yet Lisa?”

Lisa walks over to the window and spots all three cars pulling up.

“Yep, they just got here.”

“Good, we timed it just right.”

“Yep, come on back to the table.”

Angel walks over and makes sure the girls have napkins on their laps. Angel could hear her mothers and Carol coming in through the garage. Angels waits tills they were in the house before She hugged her mothers and kissed Carol.

“Dinner is ready.”

“Whatever it is, it smells good.”

“Thanks sweetie.” Angel kisses Carol on the cheek.

“I have to agree with your wife Angel. The food smells good.”

They wash their hands and sit down at the table. Angel sits next to her wife as her mother Angie inquire about the girls and Lisa doing their
homework. Did Angel check it and did everyone fix their mistakes.

Angel answers her mother and tells her that all everyone did a good job on their homework. Angel winks to her sister.

Later, as Angel is lying in bed next to Carol. She kisses her and snuggle close. She was happy with her life now.

Angel couldn’t believe that they were finally getting married today. All the Sirens were waiting for her and Carol to walk down the aisle together. Sammy and Tammy were dress in their flower girl dresses. Angel was wearing D.A.’s old wedding dress that had been fitted to fit her. Carol’s wedding dress was brand new. They had gone out and picked out her wedding dress together. Lisa wanted to wear their mother’s Angie’s wedding dress when she got married.

“Nervous, sweetie?”

D.A. was standing behind Angel and brushing her blonde hair.

“Yes ma’am. I have never been so nervous in my life.”

D.A. leans in and place a kiss on Angel’s cheek.

“I can’t believe our baby girl is finally all grown up and have a family of her own.”

Angie had come walking in and stopped to look at Angel. She still remembers the batter, abused little girl they found on the side of the road.

She had watched her grow into a fine young lady who loved motorcycles as much as her mothers. Who had never given up on any task she had set out to accomplished. She had watched as her little girl suffer through the operation to finally become a woman. The day her daughter joined the Air Force had been the proudest moment in her life. Now, she was getting married and would have to two adorable little girls to raise to become women just like her.

“How is Carol’s parents doing mom’s?”

“They are dealing with their daughter getting married to another woman.”

Angel looks at the clock on her wall.

“Well, I think it’s time for the fun to start.”

D.A. and Angie leaves the bedroom and escort the twins down to wait for their mothers. Angel walks out and over to the room Carol was using
to get ready. She knocks on the door.

“Enter.”

Angel walks in and stood motionless. She couldn’t believe how beautiful Carol looked in her wedding dress.

Carol turns around to look at Angel.

“God, you so beautiful in your mother’s dress.”

“You’re beautiful in the dress you are wearing as well.”

Angel walks over and lightly kiss Carol’s cheek.

“You ready to seal the deal and become wife and wife?”

“Yes!”

Carol and Angel walks down the aisle behind the twins. The twins threw white rose flower petals in front of them as they get to the front. The
girls step to the side where Lisa and friends of Angels stood to one side and friends and family of Carol stood to the other side. They had asked a Wiccan Priestess to marry them.

The Priestess starts the ceremony and continues till she gets to the point where Angel and Carol give their personal vows.

Angel turns to face Carol and with ring in hand.

“This ring I give to you as a token of my love and devotion. I pledge to you all that I am and all that I will ever be as your wife. With this ring, I gladly marry you and join my life to yours."

Angel slips the ring onto Carol’s ring finger.

Carol tries to keep from crying as she takes the ring from her friend and look at Angel.

"I give you this ring as a symbol of my love. Let it be a reminder that I am always by your side and that I will always be a faithful partner to you."

Carol places her ring on Angel’s ring finger.

“I now pronounce you life partners. You may kiss each other.”

Carol and Angel kiss like they have never kissed before. Cheers go up as they separate and look out at everyone gathered. They move to start mingling with their friends and family. Tables had been set-up outside as the wedding couple took their place with a twin on each side of them.

A buffet style catering had been setup along with barbeque cooked by Angel’s uncles. The celebration last long into the night with the twins falling asleep against Angel and Carol.

“Let’s put them to bed Mrs. Wallace.”

Carol leans over and kisses Angel. Angel returns the kiss. Afterwards she picks Sammy up as Carol picks Tammy up and carry them inside to the bedroom Angel had gotten ready in. They undress the girls and slip them into their nightshirts and tuck them in. Both ladies kiss the twin’s forehead and back out of the bedroom leaving the door crack for them.

Carol wraps her arms around Angel and pull her close to her body. She leans down some and start kissing Angel. Angel jumps up and wrap her legs around Carol waist as she carries Angel to the bedroom Carol had used to get ready. The two of them make love to each other all night long. Both carried each other to sexual heights they hadn’t experienced before.

Angel laid snuggled close to Carol’s body. Both were sore and tired from their all-night love making. Angel could hear movement outside their bedroom door. Angel could hear that the girls wanted to see how their mothers were.

“Mmmm” Angel gets up carefully and grabs a robe and slip it on. She glances at Carol’s sleeping form and step out into the hallway.

“It’s okay, mom.”

Angel walks downstairs into her Uncle’s kitchen and fixes breakfast for the twins. She grabs a piece of toast and put some apple butter on it for herself. She holds her hand out to admire her wedding ring. A smile appears on her face as she takes a bite of her toast.

Angel just stands there watching as more family members come into the kitchen and sit down. This is what she has always wanted and now she has it. Angels walks over and gives both her mothers a hug and a kiss.

“What is that for, sweetie?”

“For giving me a life I would had never had if my birth father had succeeded at what he did to me.”

She kisses them one more time and walks out of the kitchen and out into the yard.

The quiet country morning is disturbed by the roar of an unknown beast as the surrounding country side is awakening from this roar. You would think it was a horde of beast coming down the quiet peaceful roads that lead through the back roads of this quiet country side. Double lines of chrome beast rolled down the road as each of their riders were enjoying the country side and their fellow sisters with them. It was hard to tell how many of them were women and how many were men by the way they were dress. Their black leather vest reflected the shine on them as they rode. About twenty of the motorcycles had double riders, while the rest of them were single riders. In the lead were the leader and co-leader of this biker group. You could tell these were women by the way they were dress. Their tight leather vest and pants showed their curves and their bare arms. One had shoulder length brunette hair that showed out from under her helmet and the other had a long dirty blonde braid that hung down her back from below her helmet. Her dark sunglasses reflected the morning light as it shines off the reflected surface of the highly polish lenses. Both their dark steeds rode side by side as if they were one unit. Each in time with the other as if they had minds and knew what their owners expected of them.

Off in the distance a small figure is seen stumbling along the country road. The figure was barely able to walk down the side of the country road. It stumbles alone trying to keep from falling onto the road running next to it. The figure looks up when it hears thunder coming towards it and just as it puts it foot down to take another step. It’s foot twist and causes the figure to fall towards the road. It lays there weeping wondering if it is going to be run over.

The two women watch as the figure falls onto the road. They hold up their arm to let the other riders behind them know that they need to stop as they pull over to the side of the road. The leader of the group gets off her motorcycle and walks up to the figure lying on the road. She can tell as she gets closer, that the figure looks like a young girl. The dress she has on is bloody and ripped. The poor child’s feet were covered in blood both on top of her feet and from under her feet where she had been walking bare footed and had cut her feet on broken glass. Her face was bloody where someone had punched her in the nose and split her lip. Both her eyes were swollen from being punch in her eyes. One of her eyes already looked like someone had punched her there already, caused the surrounding tissue was black and blue.

“Angie, send Helena and the emergency kit over here quickly.” The woman screams back towards her second in command.

Angie looks back behind her “Helena, your needed-up front and bring your emergency kit.” Angie gets off her motorcycle and runs up towards her friend and leader.

When she gets closer she notices the poor girl just lying there, while her leader examines her to see if she can safely be moved over towards the side of the road.

“We need to get her off the road.” Angie says as she kneels next to her leader.

“I know. There doesn’t seem to be any broken bones that I can see.” The woman puts her arms under the young girl and lifts her up off the road and walks over towards the side of the road cradling her in her arms like a baby. A woman in her late thirties with jet black hair and Native American features comes running up with a blanket tucked under one arm and carrying a large red bag with a white cross on it towards the other two women.

The young girl felt herself being lifted by the woman who had come over to check on her and carried over towards the side of the road. Angel just looks at the woman that had her. He could tell she was concern about him and that she was worried. He could see it in her eyes. He was glad that she had stopped, instead of running him over with her motorcycle.

Tears stream down his face as he remembers what his father had done to him. He couldn’t help himself; he knew he was in the wrong body. He wasn’t a boy, but a girl. He wasn’t happy being born a boy and being made to act like the rest of the boys in his neighborhood. He enjoyed playing with baby dolls and wearing dresses like the girls did. It felt right to him and he knew deep down that this was how he was supposed to act.

It didn’t bother him when the older boys called him names or beat him up for acting like a girl. The real pain came from his father, who was a very abusive unloving person. He didn’t like that his son preferred dresses and baby dolls over playing baseball and rough housing. He didn’t like it when he dressed up in his mother clothes and wore her make-up and jewelry. His father was to blame for the death of his mother. A couple of guys that his father owed money to came to the house and tried to kill him. His father had taken aim at one of them and fired his gun at him, instead of hitting him; the bullet went through the wall and struck his mother who was protecting him in the next room. The bullet hit her from behind and in the head. His mother had fallen forward on top of him with her blood dripping from the wound onto him.
He missed his mother and wish she had been there yesterday to stop what happen to him. His father had come home early from work and caught him dressed up in some of his mothers’ clothes he had hidden away for himself. His father had grabbed him by the arms and turned him over his knees and pulled down the panties he had on and spanked him with his leather belt that had metal holes in it. He could feel blood starting to slide down his legs from the broken skin. When his father stopped spanking him with the belt he had stood him up in front of him and told him to take off the dress he had on. He told him no and before he could duck or move, he was back handed so hard that he was lifted off the floor and thrown a good twenty feet into the other wall. He felt his head and body slam against the wall. His father had closed the distance and yelled at him for disobeying him as his father’s fist punched his face breaking his nose and giving him another black eye. The last thing he felt, before he blacked out was his father’s thirteen-inch work boot kicking him in the stomach while he slumps against the wall.

He remembered waking up in a ditch early this morning feeling every injury he had sustained from his father. He couldn’t believe his father would dump him on the side of the road in a ditch like this. It was difficult for him to climb up the steep bank of the ditch because of his injuries, but he was glad once he got to the top. He looked around trying to find someone to help him, but there was no one around. He had started to walk down the side of the road hoping someone would spot him. He had stepped onto a bunch of broken glass that had been hidden beneath a layer of dead leaves. It wasn’t till the sun had been up for a while that he heard thunder from the motorcycles that he started to have some hope.
Angel felt himself being laid down on the ground on top of a blanket and being checked over by another woman. She tears open the dress he has on and starts checking him. He looks up at her, just before passing out again.

The woman carrying the young girl lays her down carefully on the blanket. Angie takes her vest off and balls it up under the young girl’s head to act as a pillow for her. Helena kneels next to the young girl and starts to examine her. She tears open the dress and when the young girl looks up at her, she feels so sorry for her. Helena watches as the young girls eyes close as she passes out.

The woman who had been carrying the young girl looks at Helena as she begins to examine her “Is she going to be okay?”
Helena looks at her leader “He looks pretty beat up D.A., whoever abused this child, broke several of his ribs and did a number on him. This child doesn’t deserve this type of treatment.”

“Did you just say he?” Angie and D.A. say at the same time.
“Yep, this child has the plumbing of a boy, but he is missing two of the three things that really make him a male. His testes are missing and I would guess that’s why he looks so much like a developing girl of his age. Look at his chest, he’s starting to develop breast of his own.” Helena takes out some gaze, bandages and peroxide. She starts cleaning the wounds she can find with peroxide and bandage them up to keep them sterile.

Angie looks towards D.A. “well what do you want to do? We could call the local Sheriff and turn him over to them or take him with us and turn him over to them.”

D.A. looks down at the young boy and is surprise how much he looks like a little girl. She brushes some of his dirty blonde hair out of his closed eyes. She had notice that he had green eyes, compare to her light blue ones. D.A. watches Helena as she works on the poor child.

“Can he be moved Helena?” D.A. was thinking that till they find out what happen to this child, that he would be better off with them.

“If someone holds him, then the answer is yes. I can give him a pain reliever to make it more comfortable and to keep him asleep till we met up with Brenda later this afternoon. He’s going to need some clothes to wear, unless you want to keep him wrapped up in the blanket.” Helena starts gathering all the trash and medical waste up and put them in the trash bag she has with her. She stuffs the ruin dress inside as well.

“Ask Edith if she has spare set of clothes with her. I know she normally carries some of our T-shirts and shorts for sell. Also, let’s keep it quiet that he is a he as well. The rest of the group doesn’t need to know what his sex is right now. If anyone asks, she is my niece and was attack.” D.A. tells the others there with her.

“You’re the boss D.A.” Helena picks up her emergency bag and heads back towards her motorcycle. She stops at a motorcycle just before she reaches hers and talks with a young woman with silver color hair.

The other women in the club had stayed by their motorcycles wondering what was going on. They were curious as to what was going on with the young girl they had seen their leader carry off the road.
Two women come walking forwards with one of them carrying two clear packages in her hand.
As she approaches D.A. and Angie “You wanted these D.A.?” as she hands the packages to D.A.

Angie looks towards both of her fellow sisters “there for this young girl here. Her dress was to damage for her to travel in and we had to throw it away.”

The silver haired woman looks down at the sleeping young girl. “She looks so peaceful. What happen to her?”

“We don’t know yet. All we do know is that someone used her as their own personal punching bag.” Angie watches the reaction of the two women.

She knows Clair use to be an abused house wife. She was married to a member in the Pagan motorcycle club. Her partner Rachel had beaten the tar out of Clair’s husband the last time he tried to lay a hand on her. It was bad enough that his wife left him for another woman, but to have that woman beat him up in front of his brothers at the same time was adding salt to the wound. The Pagans were impressed by Rachel and wouldn’t retaliate against her for beating up a member of their club. Angie watches as Rachel glitches her fist in anger. She knows what violence Rachel is capable of. Rachel has a hatred for any man that abuses a young girl or woman.

D.A. had been busy dressing this child in the clothes Clair and Rachel brought up to them. She had used her body to shield the child’s sex from her sisters, until she has had a chance to talk with them all about him. Even dress in their club t-shirts and shorts, he still looked like a young girl. D.A. picks the child up off the ground and turns around with him in her arms. She looks towards the women standing in front of her “I was wondering if one of you two could ride double and hold onto her while we rode., You could ask Selena or Jennifer to ride your motorcycle while your riding double.”

Rachel looks at her partner “You want to ride or hold?”
Clair looks back towards her partner “I’ll hold her, while you handle the motorcycle. Besides, this will give me a chance to spend time with you.”
D.A. puts the sleeping child in Clair’s arms “Let me know if we need to stop for you.”
“Will do DA.” Clair carries the sleeping child back to where her partners’ motorcycle is at after stopping and asking Selena to ride her motorcycle for her, while she holds the child.”

Angie looks towards her friend “I hope you know what your doing DA, cause with our life style, allot of people don’t like the idea of lesbians raising children. Also, what are we going to do if this child turns out to be missing?”
DA looks towards Angie and smiles “I doubt he’s missing., There is to much physical abuse on the child to prove they did this on purpose for what he is. Plus, I want to get the bastard or bastards that beat this child up. It’s time they face the music for their actions.” DA mounts her motorcycle and puts her shades back on.

“Well, whatever you decide to do, I’ll support you on it.” Angie mounts her motorcycle and starts it up. The rest of the women hear their leader’s motorcycles fire up and they follow suit. Once everyone is ready they hit the road again.

Kevin couldn’t believe his luck now. He had finally taken care of his sissy ass son and dumped his lifeless body in a ditch out in the country far away from their home. There is no way no one could blame him for killing his son. No one saw him leave their house last night or even seen him dump the body in the ditch either. His neighbors knew that he punishes his son a lot and they didn’t like him either. They thought he should have been more of a boy as well, instead of acting like a sissy. It was his friend George that had called him and told him about Angel parading around at home dressed in girl’s clothes. He wouldn’t be missed at school. He had already pulled Angel out of school ever since he hatched his plan to kill his sissy son. Now he could go and join his friend Tucker and get that drug business they had been planning started ever since they first meet. His friend Tucker was a member of the Black Devils motorcycle club that produces, sold and transported drugs all over their state and the next three states around them. If they paid a share of their business to the local large motorcycle club, they weren’t messed with. Another reason Kevin had waited so long to kill his son, was that he didn’t have to report to his parole officer any more. After the accidental shooting of his wife by him and the two gang members he cheated out of money. He only had six more months to go, before he could follow his dream. If his son had been more of a man, he would had taken him with him and introduce him into the life style of being an Outlaw. Instead, his son was a big sissy and not a man at all.

True, his son had been born with one of the parts that identify a male child, but his testes had never dropped down. The last time they took Angel to see the Doctor about this, he told them that their son had never been born with them. Somehow while his son developed inside his wife’s womb, his sons body never allowed them to develop. All the Doctor could do was put his son on hormone replacement therapy and let the hormones develop Angel into a man., Instead of doing that, the hormones had an ill effect on Angel’s body and couldn’t take them. His body rejected them and no matter what types of male hormones the doctor prescribes. Angel either wouldn’t take them or pour them all out or his body would reject them. That was why he hated his son so much. No matter how hard he tried to make a man out of his son, he would always resist. That’s when he decided that he would kill his son. After his wife was killed, he didn’t see any reason to keep him around any longer. Now he could pursue the life he wanted and not have anything to hold him back or to let others locate him.

Kevin looks at his watch and notice he had twenty minutes to meet Tucker at the bar the club owned in town. He takes one last look at the hotel room he had gotten this morning when he arrived in town. After tonight he hopes to be pledged into the Black Devils club. He already had his motorcycle which was a Harley Davidson with 12000cc custom motor job done. Even tho the Black Devils Motorcycle club doesn’t require any particular type of motorcycle to join, he wanted to impress the leader of the club with his motorcycle. He picks his helmet up and heads down towards his motorcycle and mounts it. When he fires the motorcycle, it sends shivers through out his body to hear the rumble of the exhaust and to feel the power under him vibrate. He puts it into gear and heads off towards the bar where he is to meet Tucker. He notices all the motorcycles outside in front of the bar, plus several guys standing around outside as well. Some of them he knows are prospects or hang around. Tonight, he goes from being a prospect to being a full fledge patched member. He paid the club the money they asked for and did everything they asked of him, while he was still on his parole. His parole Officer never knew about his involvement with the club, nor the fact that his friend Tucker had approached him about starting his drug business back up again. He parks his motorcycle and heads inside the bar. He spots his friend Tucker over at his normal table and heads over towards him.

Tucker had been drinking his beer waiting on his friend to show up. He had promise him to go back into business with him after he was release from his parole. Tucker knew about the death of Kevin’s wife and how it had been staged to look like an accidental shooting. He also knew about Kevin’s sissy looking son, which brought so much grief to his friend’s life. When he received a phone call this morning saying the brat was dead and that Kevin was now free to join up. Tucker had called his leader and arranged to get him to agree to allow Kevin to be patched tonight as a full member. Tucker had plans for him and Kevin and having nothing to tie his friend down now worked perfectly into his plans.

“Enjoying the beer Tucker?” Kevin says as he sits down across from his friend.
Tucker looks up and over towards Kevin “it’s okay for a micro-brew beer. So, you have finally taken the plunge and are now ready to commit full time to the club?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t. That sissy son of mine has finally gotten what he deserved and is no longer among us. I wouldn’t be surprise there is a news piece done on finding his body. That is if they ever find his body. Where I dumped him, they barely ever patrol those roads for anything and the scavengers around there would have cleaned his body by the time anyone did find his remains.” Kevin looks at his friend to see what he thought.

An evil smile appears on Tucker’s face at his friend’s statement “Your one cold hearted bastard, Kevin”

“If I had a son worth having, he would have to be more like your oldest Tucker. At least you can be proud of what he has accomplished and how much respect he receives from the other motorcycle clubs around here.” Kevin motions for a waitress to bring him a beer.
“True, he’s done a lot to make me proud of him. In our world, you don’t get notice if you’re weak. Which brings me to this my friend?” He stands up and two guys appear behind Kevin and seize both of his arms and carry him over towards a man with a grey bread and matching pony tail. The women near him leaves his side as he looks at Kevin face-to-face.

“I’ve heard good things about you Kevin or should I call you “Cutter” instead?” The old man just examines Kevin’s eyes and facial features. Looking for any sign that Kevin might be an undercover cop.

“Whatever name you would like to call me Big Tony.” Kevin knew right away who this man was and what respect he should show him.

Tony rubs his chin “Whatever name I would like to call you, you say.” He rubs his chin even more.

“You’ll be known among us as Cutter from this day forward. Here is your vest boy. Wear it with pride and honor our brotherhood.” Tony hands the leather vest to Kevin and watches as he puts it on.

A big ole’ smile appears on Kevin’s face. He’s been waiting for this day for six months now.

“First round is on me brother’s!” Kevin looks at all his fellow brothers and announce his intentions.

The beer and whiskey start flowing as the bar starts becoming rowdy and southern metal rock starts to blare from the speakers in the bar. The Mama’s of the gang are socializing with different members of the club. At least two of the mama’s attach themselves to Kevin since he is a new member and show him a good time there in the bar that day.

Clair holds tight onto the child as she sleeps soundly during the ride. A smile appears on her face as she watches Selena ride her motorcycle next to her partner’s bike. Clair wonders who would beat such a lovely child as this girl appears to be. Even with her wearing the clothes Edith design for the club to sell, she looks so darling and peaceful. D.A. had called Brenda and she was going to meet them in the next town so they could transfer the girl to the camper and let her sleep in there till they camp for the night. Clair wouldn’t mind a nice hot soak in a tub tonight, but she knew that D.A. had planned for them to camp out at a friend of hers out here in the country. They had camped out there last year when they rode to Sturgis. This trip so far has been kind of uneventful except when they found this young girl. Clair holds her tight as they ride. The country side looked as inviting as they push on-ward. Clair always enjoyed riding on back country roads, compare to normal highway roads. You got to see more of the land and meet some of the people as well.
The whole gang pull into a little convince store to refill their motorcycles and to grab something cold to drink. Rachel looks back towards her lover.

“You want anything from inside luv?” Rachel takes off her helmet and watches Clair and the young girl.

“If they have cold lemonade, then yes. If not, a cold bottle of water would be nice. Sleeping beauty here won’t wake-up for a while.” Clair looks down at the angelic bruised face of their charge.

“It’s best if she remains like that for now. I heard Helena say she has a couple of broken ribs. She’s going to be in pain when she wakes up after this.” Rachel runs her fingers through the girl’s unwashed hair.

“She is going to need a bath. Her hair is greasy and needs attention. Look at her finger nails; it looks like she never took care of them.” Rachel felt sorry for this little girl.

She gets off the motorcycle and heads inside the store to buy their drinks. Edith gets off her motorcycle and fills up Rachel’s motorcycle, while Clair holds onto the little girl.

“How’s she doing?” Edith asks as she watches the gas pump price.

“She’s out like a light, Edith. Those clothes you gave me to put on her, fit her perfectly. If she wasn’t covered with bandages and had bruises all over her body and face. She would be a looker. “Clair adjusts her arm to support the little girls head better.

“Do we know what her name is?” Edith stops the gas from pumping out of the tank on the motorcycle.

“Nope, not yet. D.A. and Angie didn’t have time to ask her anything before she passed out.” Clair wonders what her name was as well.

“Well I’m thinking about calling her Angel after this necklace I found in the store for her.” Rachel holds up a pure clear crystal angel on a silver necklace.

“Angel sounds like a good name for her.” D.A.’s voice sounds from the left of them. She had her helmet off and her dirty blonde hair was wet with sweat from wearing it.

“You just like it D.A., because it goes with yours.” Edith teases D.A.

“You gave me my nick name old lady.” D.A. looks fondly at Edith.

“That’s because you were one of the original Dirty Angels luv. You’re the last of them that is still riding her motorcycle and enjoying the freedom that the open highway gives you.” Edith looks at D.A. and gives her a motherly smile. She is very proud to call D.A. her leader and sees her as her own daughter.

“Well then that’s settled then. From now on, this young lady is going to be called Angel among us.” Rachel fastens the necklace around the sleeping girl’s neck.

Clair looks at D.A. “how much longer before we met up with Brenda?”

“We still have three more hours before we met up with her. She’s going to meet us at Frank’s road house right around five this evening. Frank is going to let us camp out in the back parking lot for the night. Do you want someone else to hold onto Angel while we ride?” D.A. looks at Clair and can image how hard it is to hold a sleeping form and keep her balance on the motorcycle at the same time.

“I’ll be okay D.A. , Angel’s no problem at all. I’m just worried about her ribs.” Clair was concern about Angel’s ribs.

“She’ll be okay for another three hours. Helena says that they didn’t feel broken in half or anything. So they might just be cracked or fractured. Once the medication wears off, she’s going to be in pain and will need to move around slowly for awhile.” D.A. was glad that they had a certified paramedic in their club. She appreciated Helena’s medical knowledge and training. Helena was an old friend of hers that she met when she got back from an assignment in Afghanistan. Both of them had severed in the Army, but in different jobs. Helena was a field medic and she was Military Intelligence.

D.A. takes one more look at Angel “That crystal angel does suit her, Rachel.”

Rachel just smiles from the compliment D.A gave her. “Thanks, D.A.”

D.A. turns back around and heads back up towards her motorcycle. She and Angie heads into the store while the rest of their club finish filling up at the pumps. Clair drinks her lemonade while still holding onto Angel. Rachel drinks her drink and watches her lover and Angel.

After a while the club starts riding down the road again. Everyone was in a good mood and the time just flies by as they finally arrive at Frank’s road house after dark. In the back parking lot behind Franks’ is three campers and six motorhomes parked in a U shape. Each of the bikers parks their respected motorcycles up to the camper or motorhome they will be sleeping in for the night. Rachel pulls up to the first motorhome with Clair on the back with Angel. Angie and D.A. are already there and dismounted.

“Does Brenda have enough room for all of you guys and Angel?” Rachel was wondering if they had enough space inside.

“Yep, Angel’s going to sleep in the Master bedroom with Angie and me. That way we can keep an eye on her if she wakes up.” D.A. had figured it might be best to have the women that knew Angel’s true gender to deal with her instead of the whole club right now. She’ll tell Rachel and Clair tomorrow after breakfast about Angel’s true gender.

Angie walks over and accepts Angel from Clair. “Here why don’t the two of you go and have dinner and a few drinks on me tonight.” D.A. gives Clair two hundred dollars for tonight.

“Thanks D.A. let us know if Angel wakes up.” Clair hops onto Rachel’s motorcycle behind her and they drive off. Brenda opens the motorhome door for D.A. and Angie and stands back to let D.A. come in with her hands full with a sleeping Angel.

“Sit her over near the sink and I’ll give her a sponge bath and wash her hair, while you two take a shower to get the road grime off your body.” Brenda points D.A. over towards a high chair that had been set up for Angel near the sink. It was sitting on a sheet of clear plastic.
D.A. notice that Brenda had put some straps to hold Angel’s sleeping form onto the chair. She carefully strips Angel out of her clothes and fastens her into the chair. She notices the abuse that Angel had to endure on her back and legs. There were cigarette burns on her arms where you wouldn’t see them.

She looks towards Brenda “Did you manage to get him some clean clothes and shoes to wear?”

“Yep!, I got him a package of clean panties, training bra and shoes as well. I also got him, shorts, jeans and various t-shirts and blouses. Even a nice pair of shoes he can wear when we go out for a fancy dinner. There’s been nothing about a missing girl or boy that matches his description with any of the police departments. If he is a runaway, then no one reported him missing at all.” Brenda looks over towards Angel still asleep in the chair with the bandages covering up his injuries.

“Then that means, someone tried to kill the poor child and left him for dead.” D.A. couldn’t believe what she was thinking. Who would do that to a child? Angel couldn’t be any older than ten or eleven years old at best. He wasn’t even close enough to be a teenager yet.

Brenda could see something was bothering D.A., She knew her leader better than most people. Brenda knew the subtle movements of D.A. facial features, better then D.A.’s partner Angie did.
“Why don’t you two go and get clean up. I’ll give our Angel here a sponge bath and put her to bed afterwards.” Brenda heads over towards Angel’s sleeping form and starts preparing some warm water to wash Angel’s body with.

D.A. and Angie heads into the bathroom of the Motorhome and starts getting undress and take a shower together, enjoying the touch of each other’s hands and kisses. They spend some time in the bathroom together, while Brenda washes Angel’s hair and clean his body, being careful not to touch him on any of his wounds that are bandaged up. When Brenda is finish with Angel, she slips a light blue night shirt on him that says 10% Hellion, 90% Angel. She slips a pair of matching panties up underneath the night shirt and then picks Angel up and lays him down in the large Master bedroom that Angie and D.A. will be sleeping in tonight. Brenda still hears the water running in the shower as she heads back into the living area of the motorhome and starts to clean up the mess she made when she gave Angel a bath. By the time she is done cleaning, Angie and D.A. comes out of the shower together and starts getting ready for bed. D.A. isn’t hungry tonight and Angie doesn’t want to eat without D.A. there with her, so she is going to snack on whatever they have in the motorhome tonight, before heading to bed.

Sometime after mid-night, Angel started coming around. He notices his chest hurt and that he was wrapped up as well. He could feel someone lying next to him and the perfume from them smelled familiar to him. Tears start to slide down his face and cheeks and he turns slowly and buries his face and wraps his arms around the person sleeping next to him.

“I’m sorry mommy for making Daddy angry. He said I should have never been born and that it was your fault that I was born the way I am mommy. He said he would be better off with me dead mommy.” Angel cries against D.A.’s shoulder.

D.A. felt Angel stir, but didn’t move when he put his arms around her and buried his face against her shoulder. She had wrap her arms around him and held him to her as she listen to what he had to say.

“I hate being a boy mommy. I want to be like you and the other girls in my school and our neighborhood. I’m always picked on and teased at school and Daddy is always calling me a sissy and beating me, telling me to act more like a boy.” He starts crying even more as he buries his face closer against D.A.’s shoulder.

D.A. rubs his back and coo’s to him trying to get him to relax and also let him get it all out of his system.

“He wanted to kill me today Mommy when he saw me wearing one of your old dresses. Daddy said a pervert like me didn’t deserve to live as he beat me mommy.” Angel shivers and cries some more.

Angel finally cries himself asleep again as he stayed closed to D.A.

D.A. looks over towards Angie to see if she heard what Angel just said. Angie looks directly back towards D.A. and you could see a tear slide down her face. She moves closer to Angel and sandwich him between herself and D.A. She wraps her arms around him as well and holds onto him during the night.

When morning time comes, D.A. is the first one awake. She slowly gets out of bed without waking Angel and looks over towards Angie, who was playing pillow for him. She smiles at the image. Angie looked so content just lying there playing pillow for the little child who’s head was resting on top of her chest. Sometime during the night Angel must had turned onto his stomach, because his legs had been resting on her thighs this morning. She heads towards the bathroom and answer natures call. She splashes some water on her face to get the sleep out of her eyes and to help wake her up. She slips on a pair of sweat pants and an oversize t-shirt and heads towards the front of the motorhome. She can smell the wonderful scent of brew coffee in the air. As she emerges out of the bedroom and into the main living area of the Motorhome, she notice that four of the eight women that slept in the Motorhome last night were already awake and enjoying a cup of brew coffee.

“Here you go D.A. this should help wake you up.” Brenda hands D.A. a black coffee mug with the club’s logo on it.

“Thanks Brenda” D.A. takes the offer mug and takes a sip of the hot concoction inside. She sits there and thinks about what she should do next.

Angel confessed last night that his father tried to kill him yesterday for dressing up like a girl. Plus, on top of that Angel himself doesn’t like being a boy and wants to be a girl instead.

D.A. stares down into her coffee cup and wonders what she should do with him. She’s never thought about having children of her own and she knows it would cause little problems with her lifestyle. Not many courts would allow a lesbian couple to adopt a child either. She could track down Angel’s father and have him sign an adoption agreement for her to have sole custody of Angel or she could get a complete new Id made for Angel and have her and Angie listed as her parents. The last one would be no problems, she knows a few people in the right places that could give her a complete background with birth certificate and social security card for Angel. It’s not like her biology father would say anything. She has the confession from Angel to black mail him with. The next thing is, should she track him down and have him brought to justice for his crimes against Angel? D.A. takes a sip of her coffee and hears movement behind her. Angie comes walking into the living area and sits down on D.A.’s lap. She gives D.A. a kiss on the cheek.

Angie looks at every one else sitting at the table with them. Brenda passes her a mug of coffee in the same type of mug everyone else is drinking from.

“How’s Angel this morning?” Brenda looks towards both her leaders.

“She’s still asleep. I think she is still emotionally tired from everything she’s been through.” Angie takes a sip of her coffee.

“Poor girl.” One of the other women at the table says looking towards Angie.

“You don’t know the half of it.” D.A. replies towards the woman who had spoken.

“What do you mean D.A.?” Now the women was curious along with everyone else at the table.

D.A. just sighs before responding “I’ll tell everyone at the breakfast meeting this morning. It will be easier and that way I’ll only have to say it once to everyone.”

“Okay!” Everyone was wondering what was important now concerning Angel.

The women in the motorhome that were asleep start waking up and joining those already awake at the table for coffee. As everyone is sitting there drinking their coffee; Angel comes limping in rubbing her eyes. She looked so cute wearing the night shirt that Brenda put on her last night. She waves hello and heads over towards where D.A. and Angie are sitting at the table.

Angel leans in towards D.A.”I got to go potty.”
The women that over heard her say that to D.A. just smile at Angel. She looked so cute with her dirty blonde hair resting next to D.A. same color hair.

“I’ll show her where it is D.A.” Brenda gets up and walks around the table to where Angel is standing next to D.A.
Angel looks at D.A. and then at Brenda “Go on sweetie. Brenda won’t hurt you.”

Angel lets herself be escorted to the bathroom by Brenda. When they get to the bathroom door, Brenda looks down at Angel “Do you know how to use the bathroom like a girl, Angel?”

“Yes Ma’am, my mommy showed me, because she said I kept having accidents every time I went, so she said I should use it like a girl does to prevent me from having accidents.” Angel looks at her for a second “How did you know my name was Angel?”

Brenda was surprise at that statement. They had just named the poor kid Angel because of how he looked when he was asleep, instead of just calling him kid.

“I didn’t, we gave you that nick name last night when you arrived here. We didn’t know what to call you.” A friendly smile appears on her face. “What is your full name Angel?”

“My mommy named me after a friend of hers. She said that her friend was like a sister to her. My full name is Angel Dakota Stevens.” Angel starts doing his little dance now.

Brenda notices that Angel was starting to fidget while talking to her “Why don’t you go and use the bathroom and well talk later, Okay?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel rushes into the bathroom and makes it just in time. He sits there and wonders how these women came upon him. He remembers the one who carried him off the street and the other woman, plus the one that took care of him, but he doesn’t remember the one that showed him the bathroom or the fact that she knew he was a boy, but called him a girl in front of the others.

He looks down at the nightshirt he has on and smile. He always wanted to wear something like this, but his father refused to let him. He always said it made him look like a little girl. He looks down at the panties he had been wearing and that brought a smile to his face as well. He liked being treated like a girl. He hated being a boy and hopes the woman that found him will allow him to dress as a girl.

Brenda stood outside the bathroom door and waited on Angel to do his business. A playful smile was forming on her face. His full name had the same first two initials as D.A.’s nick name. Plus, D.A.’s real name was Debbie Alexis Swan, which gave her the same initials in his name, but his first and middle being the opposite of hers.

After a few minutes the bathroom door opens and Angel comes walking out.

“Did you wash your hands young lady?” Brenda looks down at Angel.

“No Ma’am” Angel felt embarrass that he forgot to wash his hands. His mother told him a young girl always washes her hands after going to the bathroom.

“Then go back in there and wash your hands and hurry on back out. We got to get you dress and ready for breakfast with the rest of the club.” Brenda turns Angel around and herds him back into the bathroom.

Angel hurries and washes his hands with Brenda watching him and then dries them and heads back out of the bathroom. Brenda takes his hand and leads him to the back bedroom again. He notices she had laid out some clothes for him to wear today.

“Alright young lady, off with your night clothes. Fold your night shirt up and leave it on the bed. Put your dirty panties in that hamper there.” Brenda points towards a white hamper that has butterflies on it. “That’s your hamper young lady. I don’t want to be picking up your dirty clothes from around this room. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel slips his panties down and drops them into the hamper Brenda pointed at. He folds his night shirt and places it on the bed like he was told to do.

He stands there in the nude looking at Benda.

“Okay! The first item where putting on you, is your new training bra young lady. You’re starting to develop and we can’t have your chest being sore from your dress.” Brenda slips the training bra over Angel’s head and slips it into place. She then picks up a pair of dark color panties next.

“Okay, lift your leg and place them in the holes.”

Angel holds onto Brenda as she helps him put the clean pair of panties on.

She then picks up the dress lying on the bed “this will help hide your bandages wrapped around your chest Angel. We had to warp them when we found you, because they were fractured by whoever beat you.”

“My father did it when I was lying on the floor after hitting the wall behind me. He kicked me several times and yelled at me calling me all sorts of names.” Angel could feel the tears starting to form.

“Well, you have nothing to worry about now. None of us are going to let anyone hurt you from now on.” Brenda lowers the dress down around Angel’s body and helps him slip his arms in through the shoulder straps.

Angel winces when he lifts his arms above his head, but with Brenda’s help. He manages to get his arms through the straps of the dress. He looks at himself in the mirror mounted on the wall over the dresser. He looked just like a girl with the dress on. All he had to do to make it perfect was brushes his hair out. He fingers the necklace around his neck.

“Brenda, who gave me this necklace?” Angel holds it in his fingers.

“I believe Rachel did. She’s Clair’s partner and the one who held you while you were out yesterday. Don’t you like it?” Brenda picks up a brush and start to brush out Angel’s hair.

“Yes Ma’am, I like it very much.” Angel stands still while Brenda brushes his hair out.

Brenda smiles and enjoys the feel of Angel’s hair. It felt better than it did last night when she washed it and added a special conditioner to it. She’s going to have to wash his hair again tomorrow and reapply the conditioner she used to get his hair back to being healthy again.

“Okay, that’s done. Let’s get your shoes on and you can go in the living area and sit down for a while to wait on D.A. to take you to breakfast." She escorts Angel back over towards the bed and starts putting his shoes on, being careful not to make the straps too tight because of the bandages wrapped around his feet from being cut up.

“There. All finish, let’s go show your mom now.” Brenda takes Angel’s hand and leads him back out to where everyone is still sitting at the table. She walks’ Angel right up to D.A.

“Here you go D.A.; Your daughter is already for breakfast.” Brenda steps back away from Angel.

D.A. turns to look at Brenda and to tell her that she wasn’t sure if Angel is going to be her daughter, but once she gets a look at Angel. She stops herself from saying anything. Angel looked so cute standing there in the pink, beige and peach color Maxi dress. She couldn’t believe how the dress added to the white saddles; necklace and Angel’s hair brushed out made him look so much like a sweet little girl.

Angie looks at Angel as well and she couldn’t help to feel proud how well Angel looked at as well.

“Oh, the nick name you ladies gave Angel yesterday is the same as her real name. Her real name is Angel Dakota Stevens.” Brenda looks at D.A. when she says this.

“Wow, how did we manage to give her the same nick name as her name?” Angie looks at D.A.

“You’ll have to ask Rachel that question. She’s the one that gave Angel her nick name. I think she did it because of how innocent she looked and because of that neck lace.” D.A. points towards the crystal Angel hanging around Angel’s neck.

Angel looks at the Angel and then back towards D.A. He wonders who Rachel is. Brenda told him that she was Clair’s partner, but he doesn’t remember seeing her.

“Does your chest hurt Angel?” D.A. says as she looks at Angel and can tell he looks a little flush.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel was telling the truth. His chest was hurting him.

D.A. stands up and walks over towards the sink and opens one of the drawers and pulls out a bottle of aspirin and takes two out for Angel. She then gets a plastic cup down and fills it up with water. She turns back around and walks over to Angel “Here, why don’t you sit down here next to Angie and take these pills for the pain. They might be a little too strong for you, but they will help with the pain from your ribs.” D.A. sits Angel down in her chair and hands him the pills and the cup of water.

Angel takes the pills and pops them into his mouth and takes a sip of water to help him swallow them. He drinks all the water and hands the cup back to D.A.

“Are you going to be okay, while I go and get dress?” D.A. didn’t want to leave him along unless she had too.
“Don’t worry about Angel, D.A. I’ll be here to keep her company while the rest of you get dress to go to breakfast. I’ll watch over Angel while you guys get ready.” Brenda looks at D.A and then at Angel. She was already dress for breakfast and could clean up the coffee mess before they left to go to breakfast.

“Are you sure Brenda? I can wait till Angie is dress and have her keep Angel Company.” D.A knew Brenda was willing to do anything for the club.

“It’s fine. Angel and I can talk some more while you’re getting ready. Now go and get dress for breakfast.” Brenda shoos D.A. out of the living area along with everyone else.

Brenda looks at Angel “You don’t mind helping me do you Angel?”

“No Ma’am.” Angel gets up and starts collecting the coffee cups off the table and in the living area and takes those over to Brenda who had been filling up the sink with wash water.

“Brenda? Is D.A. going to keep me as her daughter?” Angel gets a towel and start to dry the coffee mugs in the drain broad.

“I’m not sure yet Angel. I can tell she cares for you, like the rest of us does. We need to know more about what happen to you and why?” Brenda washes a mug in her hands.

“My father doesn’t love me. He hates me and is disappointed with me. He said he should have made my mother have an abortion instead of letting her give birth to me and be an embarrassment to him.” Angel can recall all the times his father vocally abused him and how his mother always tried to protect him from the abuse.

“Why was he saying such mean things to you?” Brenda looks at Angel. She couldn’t believe why anyone would feel this way towards such a sweet child.

“Because he wants someone that is going to be a manly man and follow in his footsteps like his friend Tucker oldest son Ralph, does. Ralph was one of the bullies who always picked on me and stole my lunch money or lunch I brought from home. He and his friends pretty much ran our school. Even some of the teachers were afraid of him. Ralph’s father Tucker is a member of the Black Devils club. Tucker is their main drug producer and him and my father use to be in business together, before my father got busted by the cops before I was born.” Angel picks up another mug and dries it and put it away in the cabinet near him.

Brenda knew of the club and knew the leader of it didn’t tolerate the murder of children or women. Tony was a family man himself and had four children. His wife knew how to ride a motorcycle and operated the bar the club owned. Their club house was only a few streets down from the bar. That way they could protect it. She needs to past this information onto D.A. and let her handle it.

Brenda glances down at Angel as he dries another mug and puts it away.

“What happen to your mother? Didn't she try to stop your father from abusing you?” Brenda already knew any mother would, but wanted to hear what Angel had to say.

“Mom was killed by a bullet my father shot towards one of the guys who broke into our home and threaten us. She was protecting me when the bullet came through the wall separating my bedroom from our living room. It hit her in the back of her head and caused her blood to splatter on to me. She died protecting me.” Tears start to stream down Angel’s cheek.

Brenda kneels and wipes the tears away. She gathers Angel up in her arms and gives the poor child a big hug.

D.A. had happened to hear what happen to Angel’s mother. She had stopped in the hallway leading from her and Angie’s room to listen to the conversion going on between Brenda and Angel. She comes walking in and notices Brenda giving Angel a hug.
Brenda notices D.A. standing their dress in her leathers with her hair tied up in the braid she normally keeps her hair in when she is riding her motorcycle.

“So? Was Angel a big help to you Brenda?” D.A. looks at Angel.

“She was a very big help and a hard worker.” Brenda gives Angel a proud smile.

Angie comes walking in next along with several other women behind her.

D.A. turns to her partner and the other women she looks at the one that looks like she is a teenager.

“Kelly, would you mind fetching Rachel and Clair for me please.” D.A. gives the younger looking girl a friendly look.
She runs off to fetch Rachel and Clair. D.A. looks towards Angel again.

“Sweetie, there some business I need to speak to everyone here about. I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind going with Rachel and Clair to breakfast. I want you to be on your best behavior and do everything they say, Okay?” D.A. could see Angel was nervous about this.

“Yes ma’am.” Angel wonders if he did anything wrong.

“You haven’t done anything wrong Angel. I just need to speak to everyone concerning our road trip and a few other matters that I know you’ll find boring and I bet your pretty hungry by now.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel was hungry. He hadn’t eaten anything for the past two days.

Rachel and Clair come walking in with Kelly behind them. They smile when they see Angel up and walking around.

D.A. looks towards both women “I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind watching after Angel while I talked to the officers here.”

“We don’t mind at all D.A., I was just wondering how Angel was doing this morning.” Rachel looks down at Angel. She liked the dress they had her dress in.
“Thanks. I shouldn’t be more than ten to twenty minutes.” D.A. walks over and places a kiss on Angel’s cheek.

“You young lady be good and we’ll go out and get you something to read or listen to while we’re traveling okay?” D.A. looks at Angel.

Angels throws his arms around her neck and leans in to whisper something to D.A.
“All I want is someone to love me.” He hugs her fiercely.

D.A. just looks into his green eyes “You already have that kiddo. That’s what I need to speak to these other ladies about. I’m their leader and I need to inform them. Now go and be good and get whatever you want at breakfast. We’ll talk later about this matter.” D.A. gives Angel another kiss and a big hug.

She stands up and gives Angel a light swat on her butt. “Go and get something to eat young lady.”

“Yes mommy” Angel follows Rachel and Clair out of the motorhome.

Angel looks up at Rachel “thank you for the necklace. I love it.”

Rachel just looks down at Angel “your welcome. I thought you might like it. Here put these on.” Rachel hands Angel her sunglasses ‘These should cover up your black eyes and keep people from asking questions.”

Clair opens the door to Frank’s for them and led them into the restaurant portion. Several other women from their club were already there enjoying their breakfast. Clair escorts them over towards the buffet that had been set-up for breakfast and Rachel helps Clair fix a plate for Angel. Once Angel’s plate is filled, Clair escorts Angel over to their table and finds three seats that are together for her; Clair and Angel sit down and start eating their breakfast. Rachel shows up later and pours a glass of orange juice for Angel, while she and Clair have coffee.

Angel couldn’t believe how full his plate looked. He started in on the bacon with his fingers and ate that. He mixes his scramble eggs with some grits Rachel made him get and tries it that way. He had spotted Clair doing the same thing, so he thought he would give it a try. Angel was so busy eating and having fun that he didn’t notice his new mother or the rest of the women who stayed to talk to her come in. He was half way done with his orange juice when he heard D.A.’s voice.

“Fellow Sirens, may I have your attention please. “All the women at the table stopped talking and look towards the head of the table where D.A was standing. Even Angel looked down towards his new mother.

“Thank you, as you recall yesterday we picked up an injured girl who had fallen into our path. I would like to tell you, that thanks to Helena’s medical skills and Clair’s willingness to hold that young girl till we got here, that young girl is here right now having breakfast with us. Angel could you raise your hand so everyone will know where you are please?” D.A. looks down towards her adopted daughter.

Angel raises her hand like her mother asked her to do. She puts it down after a few minutes.

“As you might have seen or heard about her, she was badly beaten and left to die by her father. All because Angel is different then what he wanted? From the information, I have learned about him from various sources. He is responsible for the death of her mother and the attempted murder of Jenny. As of right now we don’t know where he is to make him pay for what he did to her, however I have pledge to locate him and bring him to justice. In addition to that, I am formally adopting Angel as my and Angie’s daughter and making her an honorary member of the club. That doesn’t mean you get any special treatment young lady. Every woman sitting at this table and that is in our club has the right to tell you what to do at any time and if you don’t. They have the right to punish you for disobeying them. They are your mothers, sisters and Aunts. If you can’t talk to me or Angie about a problem you have, you can talk to any of these ladies and they will do their best to help you. You have the same rights and responsibilities that prospects members have with certain limitations. Now, as for our ride to Sturgis ladies. We’re still a week and half away from arriving there. We have conformation that our campsites will be available for all our motorhomes and campers. We will have power sites with full plumbing connections. The route we will be taken is going to be extremely long, quiet and scenic. We have also been invited to a cookout hosted by the Illinois chapter of the Hell’s Angels, Their Chapter leader, personally extended the offer to us. So, they are expecting us to be there in three days’ ladies, so we’ll be pushing longer times on the road. Check your motorcycles today before we leave here. Are there any questions any one has to ask?” D.A. looks at all the members still sitting and looking towards her.

“If not then, let’s enjoy the rest of our breakfast and get a move on in about an hour then.” D.A. sits down and starts eating her breakfast.

Angel tugs on Clair’s t-shirt.

Clair looks towards Angel.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” Angel gives Clair that look every child has, when they have to go to the bathroom.

Clair just smiles; because of how cute Angel looks with the look she is giving her.

“Come on sweetie.” Clair takes Angel’s hand and takes her to the women’s bathroom.

Angel just went with Clair into the women’s bathroom. He wasn’t sure if he should tell her he was a boy, but everyone was treating him like a girl. So, he figured she knew and since his adopted mother said he was a girl, then it was okay.

“Let me know if you need any help Angel.” Clair stands outside the stall while she watched as Angel went in.

Angel was nervous and liking the fact that everyone was treating him like a girl. He pulled his panties down like his mother showed him and sat on the toilet and did his business. When he was finish, he wiped himself and pulled his panties back up like he was supposed to. The toilet flushes behind him. He turns around and watches it as the water goes down the drain. He opens the stall door and head over towards the sink to wash his hand. The counter was a little higher than the sink in the motorhome and with him being so short.

“Need a little help Angel?” Clair walks up behind him and lifts him up carefully.

He winces some because of how sore his ribs are, but he reaches forward and washes his hands. When he is done, Clair puts him back down on his feet.

“Here, Let’s straighten your dress out.” Clair makes some minor adjustments to Angel’s dress. She takes his hand and leads him back out to the table to sit back down.

D.A. had spotted Clair and Angel heading towards the bathroom. She wonders if she should tell everyone Angel’s secret. All her officers already knew Angel’s little secret and none of them thought it really matter. Angel looked so much like a girl of his age, that they felt that it wasn’t necessary to tell anyone anything now. Helena had said she could get a Doctor friend of hers to prescribe estrogen pills for Angel to take. It wasn’t like he wasn’t already developing the secondary sex features of a girl of his age already. D.A. gave the okay for Helena to make the call. She would have Brenda stop at the pharmacy down the street from Frank’s to pick them up. Also, she would have Brenda find out more about Angel on their road trip today. She wanted to know everything about Angel’s life up till now. She knew Angie approved of the idea of both adopting Angel as their daughter. She already had the paper work in motion.

She knows Brenda had done a good job of getting a small wardrobe for Angel, but she knew she was going to need more clothes for her. It was strange that she was going through this much effort for a stray they just found. It never accorded to her before how much she wanted a child of her own. When Angel snuggled up close to her last night and cried against her shoulder and called her mommy, it caused something inside of her to stir to life. She couldn’t believe how protected she felt about Angel.

Angie looks over towards her partner and could tell she was deep in thought about something.

“Watch you thinking?” Angie just watches D.A

“Not much. Just thinking about our road trip and changes we’re going to have to make in our lives now that we are going to be Angel’s parents.” D.A. was being honest to her partner.

Angie reaches over and squeezes D.A.’s hand “well, I think we made the best decision concerning Angel. She’s already been through so much at such a young age, that having people that love her will help heal the emotional scars she is carrying around inside. Are you having second thoughts about being her mother?”

“No! I know I made the right choice in that matter.” She squeezes her partners hand to reassure her that she meant what she said.

“I have an idea. Why don’t you take Angel around the store here and buy her some coloring books and movies for her to watch while she is traveling. I think the movies that are in the motorhome is too much of an adult nature for her to watch.” D.A. looks at Angie to see what she thought of the idea.

“That sounds like fun. Since, I like shopping and you don’t. It will give me an idea on what she likes and what she doesn’t like.” Angie didn’t mind seeing what Angel’s taste was like. She knew Angel didn’t have anything to keep her occupied while they traveled.
Angie gets up from the table and walks down to where Angel was sitting just watching everyone else.

“Hey! Kiddo, why don’t the two of us take a walk?”
Angel looks up to see Angie standing there behind Clair and looking at him.

“Okay!” Angel gets out of his seat and starts walking with Angie towards the store part of Frank’s.

“D.A and I thought you might like to have something to keep you entertain while we traveled today. You’re going to be traveling with Brenda in the motorhome, while your mom and I travel on our motorcycles.” Angie’s looks down to see if Angel understands her.

“Couldn’t I ride with you or mom on your motorcycle?” Angel really wanted to be close to his new mother right now.

“If you were all healed up, we might agree to let you, but since it’s going to take time for your ribs to heal and the fact we don’t have a helmet for you yet. It might be best that you ride with Brenda in the motorhome till you’re completely healed. We’re not stopping at all today and you can take a nap while we are traveling.” Angie could see that Angel was a little disappointed, but with the way her ribs were and the fact she still looked black and blue all over. It would be better and more comfortable for Angel to just ride in the motorhome.

Angel stops in front of a t-shirt display, while thinking about what Angie just said. He really did want to ride with his adopted mother, but his ribs still hurt him and he was feeling a little tired from the pills his mother gave him just before breakfast. He fingers a few t-shirts and look at some of the designs on them.

Angie notice where they had stopped and notice Angel looking at the t-shirts they had stopped in front of.

“Do you see any that you like Angel?” She was watching Angel.

“There’s a few that look neat.” He had spotted a few that he liked. There was one of Thinker Bell and a few others that had animals and butterflies on them.

“Well, why don’t you pick out three that you like and we’ll get them? Okay?” Angie was sure that she could already see which ones Angel would pick.

“Any of them?” He asks Angie with a little uncertainty sound in his voice.

“Yes, any of them. If there’s one you like, go ahead and pick it.” Angie knew why Angel sounded the way he did. Because of his father beating him and forcing him to act manlier.

Angel looks through the ones that caught his interest for the right color and size that would fit him. He liked the fact that Angie and his adopted mother treated him like a girl and wanted to find a pink one with Tinker Bell on it. He found the pink one he was looking for and then two more he liked. Angie took him around the store and let him pick out whatever he wanted. By the time, they got to the cashier, they had eight movies, two packs of rechargeable batteries, a paid as you go cell phone, a portable DVD player with accessories, three t-shirt, two pairs of sunglasses, two pairs of flip flop’s, three hats and other odds and ends for Angel. Including coloring books, two books for her to read and several games she could play with Brenda and Kimberly as well.

They take everything to the motorhome and when they walk in with their purchases.

“Well it looks like you guys have been busy.” Brenda was amazes at how much stuff they brought back.

Angel just blushes “Mommy Angie, told me to pick some things I wanted.” Angel looks back at Angie after saying this to Brenda.

Angie just smiles at her little Angel “I’m trying to turn her into a shopaholic like me.” She places her hand on Angel’s right shoulder and gives her a light squeeze.

“Now, let’s find a home for your purchases and I have to get ready to leave with your other mother.” Angie helps Angel put away her purchases and set up her DVD player and cell phone.

“I’ll give D.A. your number sweetie. That way she can call you when we’re traveling.” Angie leans down and gives Angel a hug.

“I have to go and take my place now.” Angie leaves the motorhome and heads towards her motorcycle and mounts it.

Angel watches from the cockpit area of the motorhome as all the motorcycles pull out of the parking lot and head on their way.

“Well, I guess we should head out as well.” Brenda takes her place behind the steering wheel of the motorhome and Kimberly takes the passenger seat.

“Angel, would you like to ride up here with me for a while?” Kimberly looks back towards Angel.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel says as he walks up to where Kimberly is sitting.

Kimberly lifts Angel up and sits her on her lap.

“There. Now you can see what you have been missing while we travel.” Angel watches in amazement as the motorhome starts moving and starts following the end of the column of the motorcycles. Angel could see in the driver side mirror all the motorhomes following behind them.

“Are we going to follow mom and Angie all the way?” Angel looks towards Kimberly.

“Nope, we’re going to take a different route then your mom. The route they are taking is more suited for motorcycles, while the routes we are going to take are more suited for us. Barbara and her partner Debbie are going to follow your mother. They have all the spare parts for the motorcycles with them and can help repair the motorcycles if someone should break down.” Kimberly watches Angel’s facial reactions to see if she understands.

Angel just smiles and leans back against Kimberly as he watches the motorcycles in front of him. He wonders what it is like to ride on them. He knew he rode on one yesterday when they found him, but he doesn’t remember it. He sits on Kimberly’s lap for the next thirty miles before the motorcycles head one way and Brenda takes a different path for the caravan of motorhomes to follow.

Angel looks towards Kimberly “Are we going to see them again later?”

“Not till tonight. The route they are taking will take them till the end of the day before we see them again. Plus, we’ll be at the place we’re stopping at tonight several hours before them. We’ll have dinner and drinks ready for them by the time they get to us. Now I have a question for you Angel. What grade were you in, in school?”

“I was in the eighth grade, but doing advance classes that were suited for a sophomore. My teachers thought I should had been skipped ahead, but my father told them to leave me where I was and a few weeks after that he pulled me out of school. He had forbidden me from picking up a school book. He said I was already too smart for my own good and that was why people hated me so much. He said a sissy like me should know my place.” Angel shivers when he remembers everything his father did that night to him and his school books. He burned his school books in the grill they had behind the house.

Kimberly could feel Angel shiver. She wraps her arms around her. “It’s okay.” She hugs Angel close to her.

Brenda could see out of the corner of her eye how Angel’s sweet disposition changed from being happy to be frighten and scared. She figures that Angel is going to need someone to talk to about what has happen in his life. It must have been hard for him to be both smart and not being comfortable in his own skin. She’ll have to tell D.A. about this later when they see each other.

Kimberly holds Angel for a while before letting up.

“Angel? I want to give you a test to see where your strong points are and your weak points are. I teach at a private school your mothers are thinking about sending you after we get back from Sturgis. I want to go ahead and start planning to enroll you, so by the time we get back and get you settle, you’ll be ready for school. I know about your secret and will keep it. You’ll be enrolling as a girl and you’ll be expected to act just like one in school. So, let’s go in the back and start on the test.” Kimberly gives Angel one more hug before she lifts her off her lap.

Angel just smiles when Kimberly hugs him and then heads towards the back of the motorhome after Kimberly lifts him off her lap. Kimberly gets up out from the passenger seat and walks with Angel towards the living area of the motorhome. She gets out her lap top and set it up on the table that is there.

“I downloaded the test last night while everyone was asleep, so you could take it. Here’s a pad of scratch paper and a pencil. Just answer each question as best as you can and if you have any question about something, come and get me. Okay?” Kimberly looks towards Angel to see if she understands.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel starts filling in the lines for his name, age and when it gets to address he looks towards Kimberly “What’s D.A. and Angie’s address?”

Kimberly reaches into her tight jean shorts and pulls out her cell phone and hands it to Angel with D.A.’s full name and home address in it.

Angel writes down the address from the phone and then hands the cell phone back to Kimberly.

“If you need anything else, I’ll be up front with Brenda.” Kimberly heads towards the cockpit area of the motorhome.

Angel watches before he goes back to taking the computerize test from the school Kimberly teaches at. Angel spends at least two hours on the test and he is surprise on how much stuff it covers. He finishes it and then saves it for Kimberly to send to the school later. He feels mentally drain after taking the test, so he lies down on the sofa he’s been sitting on and falls asleep.

“Wakey-wakey sleeping beauty.” Kimberly gently shakes Angel’s shoulder. She had come back to the living area to see if Angel wanted to help her make lunch and found her sound asleep. She figures, the poor girl could use it after the abuse she took.

Angel felt someone touch him, but it wasn’t an aggressive touch like his fathers. It was more gentle and soft. He heard Kimberly’s familiar soft voice speaking to him. Trying to break through the fog in his head to get him to wake-up he slowly sits up and looks towards her as he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

A smile appears on her Asian feature face. She looked oriental, but there was something about her that didn’t make what he was thinking right. Her accent was more Southern. Like his mother’s use to be. You could hear it in the way she spoke. Even D.A. had a little bit of it in her speech. He even had a little bit, because of how close he sounded like his mother.

“Are you hungry, Sweetie?” Kimberly could tell Angel was trying to wake-up. She looked so cute and younger then she was.

“Yes Ma’am.” Just as Angel said that, his stomach starts growling.

Angel’s cheeks flush red with embarrassment. He looks at her with such a childish look on his baby feature face.
Kimberly just giggles at him.

“Well, I think that answers my question.” She walks over towards the counter where she prepared the food while he slept.

Angel could feel that they weren’t moving right now and Brenda wasn’t up at the driver. He looks towards the back of the motorhome and could hear noises coming from the bathroom. He turns to look out the window of the motorhome. He notices they had pulled off the main road they had been following and were sitting in the parking lot of a Super Wal-mart.

Kimberly had just turned around with the plate she had fixed for Angel, when she notices she was staring out the window behind her. She walks over with the plate that had Angel’s lunch on it.

“We needed to stop and get some supplies and a swimsuit for you young lady.” Kimberly places the plate on the table along with a plastic bottle of tea.

Angel turns back around when he hears Kimberly’s voice. He notices she had fixed him some sandwiches and had given him potatoes chips on the plate as well, along with a bottle of tea.

He looks towards her “Thank you.” Angel reaches for the first half of the sandwich.

“Any time, I hope you like chicken salad sweetie.” Kimberly places two more plates at the same table that Angel was sitting at and takes a seat next to him.

Angel takes a bite out of the half he had picked up. It tasted sweet, nutty and creamy. The chicken chunks were plentiful and tender.

“Mmm!!,” was the only thing Angel could get out from his full mouth.

Kimberly had been watching Angel to see if she liked the sandwich. She wasn’t sure what she liked, since she spent most of the morning asleep while she and Brenda had converse up front.

“You like it?”

Angel nods his head yes to her question. Once he swallow the bite he had in his mouth “It taste really good. Did you make it?”

“I wish I could take credit for it kiddo, but it is store brought. I just spread it on the bread and served it up.” She gives Angel a smile and picks up a slice of her sandwich and bites into it.

Brenda comes walking in from the back part of the motorhome and notices the two of them already eating their lunch.

“I thought you were going to wait for me.” She says with a playful smile on her face.

“Couldn’t help it Brenda. As soon as I saw the look on Angel’s face. I had to try it for myself.” Kimberly gives Brenda a loving smile as she moves further around the table to let Brenda sit down next to her.

For the next twenty minutes, Angel, Brenda and Kimberly sit there and enjoy their lunch. By the time, Angel finishes his sandwiches and the handful of chips, he was stuff. He had never eaten so much food at once. His adopted mother made sure his plate was full this morning when they had breakfast and now Kimberly had given him a big lunch. He helps tidying up the mess that was left over from lunch and as he is wiping off the table, there is a knock at the trailer door and one of the younger women who were a prospect member comes walking in with several plastic bags in her hands.

April looks towards Angel. She had only seen Angel maybe three times total. When they first arrived with her at the truck stop and then at breakfast with D.A. and Angie at breakfast and then again before she left with her sponsor this morning.

April looks towards Brenda “I bring many gifts, Mistress Brenda”

She had felt kind of self-conscious walking into Wal-Mart looking like a stripper with her tight leather outfit on and extremely high heels. Her outfit barely contain her breast and the extremely short, shorts she was made to wear by her sponsor. We’re riding up into her crotch and showing off a lot of her behind. She walks over towards Brenda and kneels in front of her with her head bowed downward towards the floor of the motorhome.

Angel watches April as she does what she does in front of Brenda. He wonders why she is acting like that and why she called Brenda, Mistress. He notices her leather outfit constricted on her even tighter when she knelt. He could see the prospect patch on the back part of her outfit. He wonders why she is made to perform like this.

Brenda notices Angel watching April. She’ll have to explain to her why they make the prospects act like this later.

“Did you get everything on the list I asked for?” Brenda was looking at April.

“Yes, Mistress. I manage to find everything you asked for and added a few extra pieces that I thought the little girl might like as well.” April still had her head down, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see Angel watching her.

“Very well, you may stand up and show me what you brought.” Brenda just stand there continues to watch April.

April stands up and walks over towards the table that Brenda, Angel and Kimberly had lunch at. She starts taking everything she brought out and laid it out on the table. She lays out at least two one piece swim suits that should fit Angel, four more sundresses, another package of panties and two more training bras’ and three pair of flip flops. She also lays out two more night gowns and she brings out a medium size teddy bear and baby doll for Angel.

She looks towards Angel “I thought you might like something to play with and something to sleep with, besides your mother and her partner.” She hands them to Angel.

Angel accepts them. The last time he played with a baby doll, his father tanned his butt, but he didn’t have to worry about that now.

He holds the baby doll close to him and the Teddy bear as well. He looks towards April with tears sliding down his eyes “Thank you.”

April could see she had done a good job with the teddy bear and baby doll.

“You’re welcome kiddo.” April was proud that she made the child happy. She had two daughters of her own and knew how much they loved their toys.

Brenda could see how happy Angel was with the toys. She looks back at April “You did good slave. Now go and tell Patty to get ready to leave in twenty minutes.”

“Yes Mistress.” April turns and leaves the motorhome.

Angel looks towards Brenda still holding the baby doll and teddy bear he was given.

“Why did she call you Mistress?” Angel was wondering what she was going to say.

“Well, It’s customary for prospects to be treated like a slave in our MC, till they become patch or if that’s how they wish to be treated even after they are patched. April has been with us for almost six months and she still has six more months to go till we decide, to make her a member. Since, we treat prospects as slaves; she should address each patch member, other than the ones who wish to be treated like a slave as Mistress. It’s our policy to find out what a prospect is like, before they join our MC. It’s a test of character and to see what the Prospect is willing to endure to become a member. Does this make any sense to you Angel?” Brenda looks at Angel to see if she understood what she was saying.

“A little bit. I guess.” Angel still wasn’t sure what all of this meant, but if Brenda says it’s okay, then he figures it’s alright.

“You’ll understand when you get older. Now why don’t you take your clothes in the back and put them away, while Kimberly and I get ready to roll out.” Brenda walks over and ruffles Angel’s hair.

Angel just smirks and grabs the items that April brought for him and takes them in the back and put them away. When he is moving back up towards the front of the motorhome, he hears the motor start up, and then it starts moving.

Kimberly looks back towards Angel “Come up here with me Angel.”

Angels heads up front and is lifted onto Kimberly’s lap like before. He leans back against her shoulder and watch as they start driving down the highway. Kimberly turns on the radio till she finds a soft easy listening station and they listen to music as they travel.

The rest of the ride to the campground they were staying at for the night was pleasant and fun for Angel. Kimberly, Brenda and Angel sung together when a few of the songs struck his interest. He enjoyed the companionship and fun he was having. Something that had been missing from his life for a while. After they parked for the night at the campground they arrived at. He helps by sitting up lawn chairs and getting some firewood for the fire they were going to have tonight. He helps Brenda with the food items and helps Kimberly set-up the ice chest full of cold beer, bottles of wine and soft drinks for himself. The prospects in the club were clearing an area for all the motorcycles to park and helping with the food as well. They were making sure everything that needed to be taken out and set on the picnic tables and folding tables were done. Even the candles and electric bug zappers were set-up.

After everything were done to several of the patched members satisfactions. The prospects were told to change into their maid outfits and come back out to serve the riders. Angel was kind of curious about that, but after seeing all the prospects dress in French maid’s outfit. He understood the order that they were given. A lawn chair had been set-up for him next to D.A. and Angie. He walks around the different campers and motorhome’s, meeting some more of the other members who belonged to the club that had volunteer to drive the campers and such, while their partners or friends rode their motorcycles. He gets a drink from the cooler and sits in his chair waiting for his adopted mother and Aunt. After twenty minutes of sitting and waiting, they arrive thirty minutes after they were supposed to. Angel gets up and runs over towards Angie and D.A.’s motorcycle and gives both a big hug.

Angie barely had her helmet off, when she felt someone wrap their arms around her body and give her a squeeze. She looks down and see’s Angel with her arms around her giving her a hug. Angie feels Angel release her and then run around the front of her motorcycle towards D.A.

D.A. had just gotten her helmet off and was still sitting on her motorcycle, when she notices Angel giving Angie a hug first and then releasing her and running around the front of Angie’s motorcycle and coming towards her. She hangs her helmet off her handle bars and opens her arms for Angel, just as she wraps her arms around her body.

She looks down into Angel’s sweet innocent face “Missed us?”

Angel nods his head yes against her leather clad body. He looks up into her eyes “I helped fix dinner for everyone tonight and April brought me a teddy bear and a baby doll of my very own, mommy.”

“Well I can’t wait to taste what you helped cooked tonight for dinner. Also,that was nice of April for buying you a teddy bear and baby doll as well. Why don’t we go and join everyone for dinner?” She gives him a hug back and afterwards unwrap her arms from his body.

Angel feels D.A. unwraps her arms from his body and he does the same and steps back away from the motorcycle so his adopted mother can get off without knocking him over. He walks with them with Angie holding one of his hands and D.A. holding his other.
They head over towards the tables where the food had been set-up and start fixing their plates along with the rest of the club members. Angel made his plate this time being careful not to drop it and afterwards, showed D.A. and Angie where he and April had set-up their seats up at. Angie sits down in her chair next to D.A.’s Angel sits down in his seat and enjoys his dinner along with his adopted mother and Aunt. The rest of the night is peaceful as everyone sits around talking and enjoying each other’s company. Brenda makes sure Angel takes his pain pills for his cracks ribs. Which after a few minutes send him off to never, never, land. D.A. just watches as Angel slowly sub-come to the powerful pain pills Brenda has been giving her.

D.A. gets up and picks up Angel and takes her inside the motor home and slips her night shirt on her and tucks her into bed, while she goes back outside to spend time with her club members. Sometime during the night Angel snuggles close to D.A.’s body and buries his face against her bare skin. He feels so safe sleeping next to his mother. He relaxes against her warm body and sleeps better as he feels her arms wrap around him.

When morning comes, Angel wakes up and notices he is the only one in bed. He hears voices coming from the front of the motor home and heads towards them, after stopping off at the bathroom and does his business. As he gets closer to all the women sitting around the table, Angie picks him up and puts him on her lap.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yes Ma’am.” He leans back against her chest and looks at all the women at the table. His mother is sitting to his right next to Angie, with Brenda and Kimberly on her left and the rest of the Officers of the club filling in the seats around the table. Most of them were already dress for the morning ride, his mother and the other women that slept in the motor home with them were still in their underwear. Angel’s mom and Angie had boxers and loose shirts on. He knew they slept naked last night, because he felt his mother’s skin against his body.

D.A. looks over towards Angel “you want to try some coffee this morning sweetie?”

Angel nods his head yes. He always wanted to try the stuff and see what it was like and why all the grown-ups had to have it first thing in the morning.

D.A. picks her mug up and let’s Angel take a sip of hers. “Be careful, it’s hot.”

Angel blows on it and takes a sip of his mother’s coffee. It tasted bitter and yucky to him. He makes a face after tasting it.

D.A. notices the face Angel makes after tasting her coffee “I guess you don’t like.” There was a funny look on her face. Angel looked so cute when she made the face like she did.

“Here, now try mine Angel.” Angie picks hers up and hands it to Angel to drink.

Angel looks down into the mug and notice it wasn’t as dark like his mother’s. It was more like the color of brown mud. He takes a sip of her coffee and liked what he tasted. He takes another sip of Angie’s and hands it back to her.

“Did you like Angie’s coffee better, Angel?” D.A. looks at her daughter.

Angel nods his head yes to his mother’s question.

“Well, now we know she likes her coffee sweet and with creamer.” Angie takes a sip of her coffee.

“Which means when Angel gets older, were going to have to stock up on extra sugar and creamer, till then.” D.A. looks towards her adopted daughter “You’re going to stick to orange juice and milk till your seventeen years old young lady.” D.A. tickles Angel on her side.

Angel squirms under his mother tickling while he is sitting on Angie’s lap. He stops, once D.A. stops tickling him.

“We’re going to be covering a lot of road today. Roy and Joyce are expecting us at their ranch later tonight. As we discuss yesterday, we’ll go to the Hell Angels cookout on our motorcycles. So, pass the word to everyone.” D.A. takes a sip of her coffee and then looks over towards Angel.

“Angel, while we’re at the cookout, Brenda and Kimberly have volunteer to watch over you. Angie and I are going to be busy with club business, so I want you to be on your best behavior.” D.A. just watches her daughter’s reaction.

‘Yes Ma’am,” Angel gives D.A. a warm smile.

“That’s my girl. Now, why don’t we leave in about an hour? That way it will give me and Angie a chance to wake-up and get ready.” D.A. looks at everyone. She could tell they all felt the same way this morning. It was going to be a very long day and they will be glad when it was over with.

Everyone starts to leave the motorhome except those who slept in it. Everyone else starts getting ready to travel on the road today. Angel gets down off Angie’s lap and follows her and his mother back to the Master bedroom. Angie gets Angel dress, while D.A. gets dress. Once D.A. is dress, she helps finishing dressing Angel and watches as Angie gets dress, passing her the articles of clothes she needs.

“Angel? If your dress, can you come out here and help me please?” It was Brenda’s voice calling Angel.

Angel looks towards D.A. to get permission. “Go on sweet heart. Go help Brenda; we’ll be out in a few minutes.”

Angel heads out of the Master bedroom and back into the small make shift kitchen area, where Brenda was standing at the sink washing the coffee cups.

“Ah, good. Let’s get you some breakfast.” She dries her hands on the towel by the sink and reaches up into the cabinet for a bowl and places it on the table.

Angel walks over and sits down and watches as Brenda pulls down a box of chocolate coco puffs and fills the bowl with them.

She looks towards Angel as she pours “I hope you like this kiddo. Your mom didn’t want me to buy them, but I figure you deserve a treat.”

“Thank you, Brenda.” Angel did like chocolate coco puffs, it was one of his favorites, but his father never let him have any. He was lucky to have any food to eat most days. His father would only buy food for himself or give him scraps to eat.

“You’re welcome kiddo.” Brenda pats Angel on her head and goes back to cleaning the dirty dishes.

About twenty minutes later, Angie and D.A. come walking out, looking a little flush, but dress. They look over towards Angel as she ate her breakfast.

“Told you. She was going to be spoiled.” Angie says to D.A.

“I don’t care.” D.A. and Angie both stop behind Angel.

“Brenda can spoil Angel as much as she wants to. As long as you young lady behave yourself and do what me and Angie tell you to do.” D.A. places a kiss on Angel’s right cheek and Angie places a kiss on Angels other cheek.

“I promise Mommies!” Angel just smiles after he says that.

Both women shake their heads and smile as they head out of the Rv and towards their motorcycles. A few seconds later, you could hear a roar of motorcycles as everyone in the club started their motorcycles and left the campground where they stayed.

Brenda heads up towards the driver seat of the Rv and starts the motor, while Kimberly programs their GPS unit and fasten her seat belt. The Rv starts moving with the other ones following behind it. Angel finishes his breakfast and washes his bowl and dries it. He heads over towards the sofa and starts reading his book, Angie brought him yesterday.

Angel feels his shoulder being lightly shaken. He opens his eyes and notices his mom looking at him.

“Hey! Sleepy head.” She picks him up and sits down on the sofa with him on her lap.

“Brenda told me you slept all day long. Are you feeling okay?” Angel could tell his mother was concern.

“I’m okay mommy, have we arrived yet?” Angel was still feeling sleepy.

“Yes, we’re here and dinner is set-up outside. Are you awake enough to go outside and met Roy and Joyce?” D.A. was watching Angel.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel covers a yawn.

“Alright, let’s get you freshen up then.” D.A. stands up with Angel in her arms and carries Angel to the bathroom. D.A. soaks a wash cloth in warm water and starts freshening up Angel’s face with it. She runs a brush through out Angel’s hair.

“Okay, you’re looking better. Let’s take you outside and met everyone.

D.A. takes Angel outside to introduce her to her friends Roy and Joyce. During the whole night, Angel stays by his mother’s sides. Not leaving them, unless someone he knew and trusted was with him. The party goes on well past midnight; Brenda takes Angel back into the Rv and puts him to bed. D.A. and Angie come in as well and give him their goodnight kisses.

Angel wakes up the next morning later than normal. He looks over and notices his mothers had fallen asleep cuddled up, next to each other. Angel just lays there and thinks about things. Angel could feel his bladder cramping, forcing him to get up and empty it. He crawls out of bed as quietly as he could, so not to wake his parents and heads towards the bathroom to do his business. When he comes out, he notices everyone is still asleep in the camper. He hears movement outside of the Rv. He heads back into the bedroom and quietly changes out of his nightshirt and into a pair of shorts and his Tinker bell shirt his mother had bought. He carries his shoes outside with him and puts them on while sitting on the step of the Rv.

He grabs a trash bag and starts picking up all the bottles of beer and trash that had been left from last night. He figures his mothers were going to sleep in late from partying last night. By the time 9’oclock arrives. He had already picked up around the Rv’s and was working on where everyone had gather to party. One of the prospects from the other motorcycle club spotted Angel cleaning up.

“Hey, little girl, you don’t need to do this. We’ll take care of everything, why don’t you go and tell Sam over there “as he points to an older gentleman “to go and get you some breakfast.”

Angel looks at him and then towards the other guy.

“Go ahead. We’ll take care of this mess.” He gives Angel a smile and goes about cleaning up.

Angel takes his bag over where he left the other one he had already filled and then heads over towards the guy that the other man had pointed out to him.

“Excuse me sir. That gentleman over there” as Angel points towards the fellow who had been talking to her “told me I was supposed to come over and tell you what I wanted for breakfast.”

The guy looks down at Angel and all he saw, was a cute little girl looking up at him. He had heard from his leader that this little girl was D.A.’s and Angie’s adopted daughter.

“That’s right little one. I’m to go and get breakfast for everyone that is working out here right now. What would you like?” He gives Angel a friendly smile. He thought she looked so cute in her shorts and pink Tinker Bell t-shirt.

Angel thinks about it for a second and then request “would a sausage biscuit with egg and hash brown, with a cup of orange juice be okay?”

“That will be fine. Why don’t you go inside the house and clean up? I will be back in a little while with your breakfast.” He ruffles Angel’s hair.
Angel just smiles when he does that “Thank you sir.”

“You’re welcome little lady. Now go and wash your hands.” He walks away to mount his motorcycle.

Angel heads towards the house and finds the bathroom. He washes his hands and heads back outside to wait for that guy to come back. He watches as the other men work cleaning up the mess as he heads back to the Rv. Angel sits in his mom’s chair, which was left set-up last night and reads a book he grabbed from the Rv, while he waits for breakfast to be delivered. He figures the guy will be gone for a while. Angel curls his feet up in the chair, like he had seen his birth mother do a few times in the past, when she was reading a book. The book Angel had grabbed to read was one of the Harry Potter books he never got a chance to read. He sits quietly and loses himself in the book. After about forty minutes later, the guy returns. Angel looks up as he hears the motorcycle engine cuts off. He places a place marker in his book, so not to lose his place. When he looks back up, one of the prospect members from the other club is walking over towards him with an orange juice in one hand and a McDonald’s bag in the other hand.

He stops right in front of Angel “Here you go little lady. Your breakfast” He hands Angel the bag and orange juice.

“Thank you” Angel accepts the food.

“You’re welcome. Tell your mother when she gets up, that Roy and Joyce would like to talk to her please.” He gives Angel a friendly smile. This little girl reminded him of his own children back home.

“I will sir.” Angel returns the smile. She liked this man. He was being polite to her and treated him like a girl.

The biker prospect turns around and leaves Angel to her breakfast in peace. Angel sits and eats his breakfast and reads his book. Around about 10:30 Angel starts to hear movement in the motor-home. He closes his book after marking his place and tosses his trash into the trash bag near the motor-home. He heads inside to see who was up and about. He notices several of the women that sleep in the motor-home moving about. Brenda comes walking out of the bathroom and spots Angel.

“Go wake-up your mothers Angel.” She heads over to the sink to start making coffee for everyone.

“Yes ma’am.” Angel heads to the Master bedroom. He slips his shoes off as he walks in. Both his mothers were still asleep. D.A. had her arm drape over Angie’s body. Angie was spooned up close to D.A.’s body. Both were naked and the blankets had been tossed off their bodies. Angel could see that both of his mothers had tattoos on their bodies. D.A. had an Angel on her body along with several other tattoos. One was in loving memory of someone. Angie had several tattoos as well and one said the property of Debbie Alexis Swan (A.K.A: D.A)

Angel crawls onto the bed carefully, so not to wake his mother’s right away. He crawls over till he is behind D.A. and leans over to her ear.

“Mommy, it’s time to get up.” Angel leans back to see if D.A. responds.

She raises her hand to swat him away like a fly.

“Mommy, it’s time to get up.” Angel places his hand on D.A.’s side and tries to wake her up with a gentle shake.
Angel watches as his mother ignores him. He climbs on top of her and just as he is about to climb to the other side of his other mother Angie. He feels D.A.’s arms wrap around his waist and pull him towards her. Angie turns around to give him room and to sandwich him in between the two of them. He squeals like a little girl and finds himself looking up at both his mother’s. A smile appears on his face.

“Good morning sweetie.” D.A. places a kiss on his nose and Angie places one on his right cheek.

Angel gives both his mother’s a loving smile.

“Good morning mommies.” He felt safe between both.

D.A. looks down at Angel’s sweet angelic face. She could still see both of his black eyes that gave him a raccoon face.

“So why we’re you trying to wake us up sweetie?” Angie didn’t mind. She was about to get up in a few minutes any way.

“Brenda sent me in here to wake both of you. Oh! And one of the prospects told me to tell you mommy that Roy and Joyce wanted to talk with you, when you got up.” Angel felt warm lying between both his mother’s bodies.

“What mischief have you been up to this morning, our little imp?” D.A. taps Angel on his nose.

“I cleaned up around the Rv’s and where we had set-up our stuff mommy. I was starting to clean the other areas, before one of the other prospects from the other MC told me to stop and let them do it. One of them went and got me breakfast. After I ate my breakfast, I sat
outside in your chair and read my book, till I heard movement inside the motor-home.”

Both D.A. and Angie felt proud of Angel.

“Mommy, can I get a tattoo like mommy Angie has?” Angel points to the one on the front of Angie’s left breast with D.A.’s name on it.

Angie blushes some and wonders how D.A. was going to explain that to their child.

D.A. looks down at Angel “well, maybe when you get older sweetie. We’ll talk about it and see if you still want to get one. “D.A. seeing disappointment in Angel’s eyes “However, if you want, I’ll give you a temporary one till then.”

D.A. looks towards Angie “Angie, grab a permanent marker from my backpack please.”

Angie gets up and grabs a black marker from D.A.’s backpack and hands it to her. She watches as D.A. takes it from her.

“Alright sweetie, lift your shirt up for me.” D.A. takes the cap off the marker.

Angel lifts his shirt off.

D.A. leans over Angel and carefully writes in nice hand writing “The Daughter of Debbie Alexis Swan and Angie Swan.” She puts a little rose under it.

“There, you are now our daughter.” She places a kiss on Angel’s forehead.

Angels gives D.A. a hug and then let’s go so he could give Angie a hug as well. Angels gives Angie a hug. She returns it and then let’s goes.

Angel sits on the bed and watches as his mother’s get dress. He helps in fastening both his mother’s bra straps. Angel slips his t-shirt on again to cover up his bruised ribs. Helena already told him, that he’ll need to keep his rib cage wrapped for at least a week. If he wanted to go swimming, he was supposed to tell her, so she could water proof them.

D.A. sprays Angel with some of her perfume. Neither adults felt conscious about Angel sitting in the room and watching as they dress. As far as they were concern, he was a girl like them. There was a knock at the bedroom door and Helena sticks her head in.

“I was wondering if I could barrow your daughter for a little while.” Helena looks towards both her leaders when she asks this.

“Sure, what’s up?” D.A. slides her tank top with her MC’s name on it over her chest.

“Well, I forgot to give Angel her hormone shot the other day. I figure we might want to get her started on it.” Helena looks towards D.A.

“I thought she was going to be taken the pill for her hormones?” D.A. runs a brush through her hair.

“I got those two, but to get her started, I think the shots would be better. The pills she has to remember to take every day, but with the shots, she’ll only need it twice a week.” Helena figures the shots would be good and then boost them with the pills.

D.A. looks towards Angel. She kneels down in front of him “Angel, I figure since you want to become a girl, that I would go ahead and start you on female hormones. You don’t need to do this to prove anything to me or anyone else. If this is what you want to do, we’ll do everything we can to make you the best girl there is. Do you want this?”

Angel considers D.A.’s eyes and could tell she was sincere about this. That she would make his dreams come true.

“Yes ma’am. I want to do this.” He leans forward and hugs his mother.

“Okay! I’ll hold your hand while Helena shows me where to inject the shots into your body.” D.A. stands up and let’s Helena come forward to give Angel her shot.

“Okay Angel, I want you to pull your shorts down and lay on your stomach. I’m going to give you the shot in your buttocks.” Helena stands there with a friendly smile.

Angel unbuttons his shorts and moves them down, as he turns over onto his stomach. D.A. reaches down and takes his hand. Helena leans forward and moves Angel’s panties aside a little bit and slowly slide the needle into Angel’s body. She squeezes the plunger to inject the hormones into Angel’s body. She pulls the needle out.

Angel had gripped D.A.’s hand tight when he felt the needle slide in and after it was pulled out, he had release his grip.

“There, that should do it. I gave Angel double the recommended amount. She’ll need to get another shot in three days. I recommend she starts taking the pill as well.” Helena helps Angel up off the bed and helps him redress.

“Welcome to the sisterhood, little sister.” Helena hugs him and then stands up.
Angel returns the hug.

“Well, since that is taking care of, let’s go and get some coffee and see what Roy and Joyce wants. “D.A. exists from the bedroom, followed by everyone else.

Angel helps the rest of the women put away their blankets and pillows. There is a knock at the motor-home door.

“I’ll get it mom.” Angel walks over to the door and opens it.

Outside is the Prospect Angel met earlier today. He looks at Angel “is your mother and the other ladies up?”

“Yes, we are. Come on in.” D.A. says from where she is sitting.

Angel steps aside to let him inside. He ruffles Angel’s hair and looks at the women sitting around the kitchen table with coffee in their hands.

“We have breakfast and coffee set-up outside for everyone, if you wouldn’t mind joining us. Also, your daughter was a big help this morning. She helped clean-up the mess from last night. I think the rest of the Prospects that didn’t show up are embarrasses by your daughter.” He chuckles at the tongue lashing some of the men got this morning when Roy found out that an eleven-year-old girl had started cleaning things up, when it was his Prospects job to do it.

D.A. looks over towards Angel with a proud look on her face.

“We’ll be right out in a minute. Thank you.” D.A. had turned her attention back towards the gentlemen.

“Okay!” He leaves, but not before he ruffles Angel’s hair again, before walking out.

“Come here sweetie.” Angie motions for Angel to come over to her.

Angel walks over towards Angie.

She takes a brush out and brushes Angel’s hair again. Angie was amazed at how soft and long Angel’s hair had gotten since being with them.

“We’re going to have to cut your bangs in a few weeks young lady. When we get back from the trip, we’ll all go over to Brenda’s salon and have the works done on you.” Angie couldn’t wait to let Angel experience what it is like at a beauty salon.

“Let me examine your legs and arms, Angel.” Angie carefully checks all the bruises and small cuts they had found on Angel’s body. Angie had seen that occasionally, Angel would walk with a limp, but Helena said that was because of her feet being cut up like they were.
Helena comes over and checks Angel’s feet. She lifts Angel onto Angie’s lap, while she kneels and checks Angel’s feet. They looked good, but she could see where Angel had managed to reopen a wound between his toes.

Helen looks up at Angel.

“You need to spend more time off your feet young lady. Let me re-wrap your feet and you let your mother carry you today.” Helena starts re-wrapping Angel’s feet.

Angel sits still on Angie’s lap, while Helena re-wraps his feet. He had seen some blood in his soaks, but he thought everything was okay.

“There all done.” Helena places a kiss on top of the bandages wrapped around Angel’s feet.

“Can we let Angel walk around a little bit, if she takes it easy? Helena” Angie looks at their field medic and certified nurse.

“If Angel takes some time off her feet, it might be okay.” Helena looks towards Angel “However young lady, no running, jumping, skipping or climbing till your feet are healed.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel holds onto Angie for support.

D.A. slips Angel’s tennis shoes on his feet. She looks up at Angel “till your feet are healed sweetie. I want you to wear your tennis shoes.” She leans in and gives Angel a kiss on the cheek.

Angel floats around on an inner tube in the pool. D.A. had let him go swimming with the rest of the kids from the other MC. He wasn't a good swimmer so he was just floating. His feet were still wrapped up. Helena had wrapped his feet with water proof tape, so it was alright if the wrapping got wet. She also redid his wrapping around his chest with water proof wrapping as well, so he was permitted to go in the pool wearing the one-piece Brenda had brought him. Angie had made sure Angel’s fair skin was covered with suntan lotions to prevent him from burning and every once in a while, he is to get out and sit on the side of the pool with Clair and Rachel. Rachel and Clair have become his official baby sitters whenever D.A. or Angie isn’t around. If Rachel and Clair have something they need to take off, then Kim and Brenda become his baby sitters. D.A. wanted one of the sisters in the MC to be around Angel and watch over him. Rachel and Clair knew his secret already and they didn’t care. If nothing else, Clair was instructing him on how to act like a proper young lady.

All the officers of the MC knew the truth and had sworn to protect it. They have become the family he had never had, but wanted. He wanted to make them proud of him and be like each of them. Which he knew wasn’t going to be possible, but at least he could be like his adopted mothers. He closes his eyes and the next thing he knows, he is being turned over off his inner tube. He grips onto it, because he isn’t a very good swimmer.

The person that flipped his inner tube was a huge teenage boy. He looked like he worked out and played football.

“Hey! I can’t swim very well, so stop it.” Angel was trying to hold on for dear life.

The boy kept turning the tube over on him and he plants his hand on top of Angel’s head and pushes him underwater. Holding him there.

Angel tries to escape, but one of the boy’s legs hits his rib cage causing pain to shoot up his body.

The teenage boy allows Angel to come back up for air for a second, before he is pushed back down in the pool.

Angel manages to come to the surface and scream “CLAIR!” before he force back under again. The boy’s foot hits him again in his rib cage and causes him to pass out.

“Angel! Wake-up sweetie.” Rachel had seen what was going on in the water and dived in to get Angel.

She had seen him disappear under the water and didn’t come back up. She had grabbed him and between herself and Clair, had managed to get him out of the pool. He was still alive, but passed out. She shakes him lightly to get him to wake-up.

Angel’s eyes slowly open and he is staring up into Rachel’s eyes. He notices Clair kneeling beside him.

“Are you alright sweetie?” Rachel was concern about Angel. D.A. would kill her if anything happens to Angel.

“Pain.” He points to his rib cage. The words came out of his mouth through glitch teeth.

He was trying very hard to hold back his tears, because his rib cage was hurting him.

Clair gives him a pain pill out of her bag and a sip of her drink. He notices that the boy, who had kept turning the inner tube over and over on him and forcing him down underwater, was being dragged to his parents by his ear by Brenda.

“You come over here and sit with us for a while Angel and tell us what happen.” Clair spreads a towel out near her, so Angel could lie down in between her and Rachel.

Angel tells Clair and Rachel what happen to him. He doesn’t think the boy purposely kicked him in his rib cage, but he told the boy to stop turning the tube over. Angel could feel the pain pill kicking in. He covers up a yawn.

“Alright, but he is going to get an earful from Brenda. She saw what happen on her way over here and it scared her, that you didn’t resurface like last time. Hell, I was scared as well.” Rachel looks down at him.

“I’m sorry Aunt Rachel and Aunt Clair. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He really didn’t mean to scare them.

“It’s not your fault sweetie. You did nothing wrong.” Rachel runs her hand through Angel’s wet hair.

“Rachel is right Angel. That boy was being a bully, all because he saw how much fun you were having. He figured you being a girl; you would be an easy target. He should have stopped when you told him too.” Clair had looked down at Angel.

Angel looks at both his Aunt’s and then lays his head down on his arms. He falls asleep because of the pain pill. He lays there sound asleep as his Aunt’s watch over him.

Rachel glances down at Angel and could tell he was fast asleep.

She glances over towards Clair “Remind me to speak to Helena about the pain pills she is giving Angel. Cause she is sound asleep.” She snaps her finger near Angel’s ears to see if he responds.

Clair watches as Angel doesn’t move at all.

“It might be a combination of Angel being in the pool fighting for her life and the pain pill putting her to sleep.” Clair couldn’t help, but smile at Angel. She looked so cute when she slept.

Clair goes back to working on her tan. Rachel goes back to reading her novel. Hours pass as Angel lays there on his stomach. Occasionally,

Clair or Rachel looks over to make sure Angel wasn’t getting too much sun.

Angie comes over later in the afternoon and notices Angel sounds asleep between Clair and Rachel.

“How’s our Angel?” She looks down at her sleeping daughter.

“She’s been out for at least three hours Angie. I take it, that you heard what happen?” Rachel looks over towards Angie.

“Only part of it, what actually happen?” Angie had been told about the boy picking on Angel.

“The boy kicked Angel in her rib cage. Not once, but twice.” Helena figures that the boy hadn’t realized how injured Angel was.

“That would explain why, Angel didn’t come back up the second time.” Angie reaches over and runs her fingers though Angel’s hair.

“We’ll I’ll go ahead and take Angel back to the motorhome, so she can change for dinner.” She scoops Angel up from her towel.

“What time is dinner?” Clair wanted to make sure she and Rachel were ready as well.

“In about an hour,” Angie holds Angel close to her.

“Okay! We’ll meet you there.” Clair gets up and starts gathering their things up as well.

Angie takes Angel to the motorhome and into their bedroom.

“Time to wake-up sweetie” Angie gently shakes Angel, so not to jar her ribs.

Angel slowly opens his eyes when he hears one of his mother’s voices. He looks at her through sleepy eyes.

“Come on sweetie. It’s time to get you ready.” Angie helps Angel out of his swim suit. She takes the sleepy Angel into the shower and gives him a shower to wash all the chlorine and other chemicals off his body.

Angie takes Angel back into the bedroom and starts dressing him. She puts a spaghetti strap tank top with the Sirens symbol on it on Angel, along with a matching pair of shorts that goes with the top. Angie finds Angel’s matching black heeled boots and carefully puts them on her. Angie puts a pair of matching silver studs in Angel’s ears. By the time, Angie is done with Angel, Angel looks like a younger D.A.

“There, now you look like your other mother.” Angie shows Angel what he looks like.

Angel couldn’t believe it. He looks just like his other mother D.A. A smile appears on his face as she admires himself in the mirror. He turns around to watch as Angie gets ready. When she is done, she looks kick ass. Angie was going to prove, she wasn’t a push over. She was going to prove, that the Sirens were a force you didn’t want to piss off.

“Come on sweetie. Let’s go and support your mother.” Angie takes Angel’s hand in her own and walks over towards where everyone was gathering for the pig picked.

Several other Sirens meet up with Angie and Angel as they all walk over towards there leader as a group, looking tough and ready to rumble.

“Holy shit D.A., I hadn’t realized how beautiful your sisters were.” Roy and his wife were impressed by the number of women wearing figure hugging outfits and looking very feminine and deadly at the same time as they walked over towards them.

D.A. just smiles as all the ladies in her MC gather around her. Angie and Angel move up beside D.A.
D.A. looks down and notices that Angel looked just like her, when she was younger.

“I think Sam’s son owes my little girl an apology for nearly drowning her today.” D.A. moves Angel up in front of her and lays her hands-on Angel’s shoulder.

Roy and Joyce moves aside as Sam brings his son to face Angel. Angel recognized Sam, as the man who went and got her breakfast this morning.

Sam pushes his son in front of Angel and D.A.

“Go ahead and apology to the little girl, Frankie” Sam was going to make sure, his son apology for almost drowning D.A.’s daughter. He liked D.A.’s adopted daughter. She was willing to get dirty and help clean the trash up this morning, while his own son stayed home instead of coming with him.

Frankie looks at Angel standing before him. He could feel D.A.’s eyes on him. He didn’t like the little cry baby and had wished he had kicked her harder. He’ll get even tonight, while the adults were drinking.

“I’m sorry for almost drowning you today.” He really wasn’t, but he would play along till he could get revenge tonight.

Angel could tell he didn’t mean it, but he wasn’t going to say anything.

“It’s alright. I forgive you.” Angel holds his hand out towards Frankie to shake.

Frankie takes Angel’s hand and shakes it, but squeezes it some.

Angel removes his hand and just looks at him.

“Well! Now that the matter is settled, let’s enjoy this pig.” Roy goes over and starts serving up the pig.

Angel notices that a buffet had been set-up. Angel walks over to Roy with his mothers and watches as Roy puts several pieces of meat on his plate. Then he walks over towards the table and D.A. loads his plate down with side items. He stands nearby and waits for his mothers. They all go and sit together near Roy and his wife. Angel is given a soda, while his mother’s drink beer and wine. The rest of the women in the Sirens drink a mixture of all different drinks. Angel enjoys the food and stories he is told by Roy and Joyce. Sam comes over and joins them as well. He sits across from Angel and tells D.A. and Angie how lucky both are to have a daughter as nice as Angel. Angie ruffles Angel’s hair and drinks her beer down.

Angel stays by his mother’s side most of the night. He notices some of the women going off into the woods or down by the lake or somewhere else with partners or by themselves to be alone. Angel starts feeling his bladder telling him, that he needed to use the bathroom. He tugs on D.A.’s tank top.

“Mom, I have to go to the bathroom.” He looks at her, so she can see it in his face.

“Do you want me to come with you sweetie or will you be okay on your own?” D.A. and Angie both were willing to go with Angel.

“She can use the bathroom down near the pool. We open that one up, so the one in the house didn’t become the only one.” Joyce looks at Angel. She had to admit, that Angel favored D.A. in her looks.

“Thank you. I’ll be okay moms.” Angel gets up and heads down to the pool house to use the bathroom down there.

Angel finds the bathroom and goes inside and does his business. Just as he is leaving the bathroom, he is hit from behind. Angel braces for his fall as he lands face first onto the floor of the pool house.

Angel tries to escape, when he feels his ankle grab from behind. He kicks back with his foot hoping to strike something. He feels his foot let go and just as he was trying to get up. He is hit across his back with a life preserver.

“I’m not done with you bitch. You got me in trouble with my father.” Frankie grabs Angel by his hair and yanks Angel up onto his feet. Frankie slaps Angel several times on his face as he forces Angel onto the floor on his back and straddles Angel’s chest. He looks down into Angels eyes.

Angel was in pain from Frankie sitting on his bruised chest and the pain from being hit on his back. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

“Let’s see how big your chest is.” Frankie yanks on the spaghetti straps of Angel’s tank top. He rips the top right off Angel’s body.

Angel tries hitting him with his fist, but they don’t do any good. He takes his fingernails and scratches Frankie across the face.

“You bitch.” Frankie hits Angel in his already bruised right eye.

Angel tries to push Frankie off him. His chest was really hurting him. Angel manages to push Frankie off his body and tries standing up.

Frankie reaches over and grabs Angel’s right ankle and tries to pull Angel down onto the floor again. Angel manages to grab hold of the door leading out of the pool house. He turns around and with all his strength kicks Frankie right in the family jewels with his boots. He slams his heel down on top of Frankie’s hand. So, he couldn’t use it. Afterwards, Angel rushes from the pool house towards his mothers. He collapses holding onto Angie.

“Angel what happened?” Everyone at the table was concern. Angel looked like someone tried to rape her.

Angel tries to gather enough air to talk. His rib cage was hurting him big time.

“Frankie attacked me, when I came out of the bathroom down at the pool house. He hit me from behind and then yanked me by my hair and hit me in my right eye and pushed me down on the floor and ripped my tank top and sat on my chest.” Angel was crying and barely able to talk.

“I managed to fight him off. I clawed his face and kicked him in his family jewels and stomped on his hand, so he couldn’t use it.” Angel falls forward and buries his face against Angie’s chest. He starts crying and shaking.

D.A. looks towards Sam “Did you know your son was a rapist?”

Sam looks at Angel as she cries against Angie. She already had enough injuries on her. He had asked what had happened to her, after seeing her chest wrapped up and the bruises on her arms and legs. He couldn’t believe his son would go and do such a thing against an eleven-year-old.

“No, I never taught him to treat girls like that.” He was getting mad at his son. He was ready to ring his neck.

“We’ll handle this matter.” D.A. stands up and starts walking towards the pool house.

“Helena, Angel needs you. Get your kit and go to Angel. Rachel, you’re with me. We have a teenager we need to talk to” She calls out into the darkness, knowing Helena and Rachel heard her.

Rachel meets up with D.A., as she enters the pool house and notices Frankie on the floor grabbing his crotch. His right hand was bloody,

where Angel had stomped on it with her heels.

D.A. walks over to him and kneels next to him.

“You know something kid? I don’t take kindly to someone who attempts to rape my daughter. The pain you’re feeling right now, is nothing compare to what will be done to you, if you don’t cooperate with me.” D.A. grabs Frankie by the hair, like he did Angel and pulls him to his feet.

D.A pulls him out of the pool house by his hair and up to where Sam, Roy and Joyce were waiting. Helena was busy checking on Angel.

Angie was holding their daughter close to her.

D.A. looks towards Sam “I’ll leave his punishment to you Sam. Because if I punish him, he won’t be able to have children.”

D.A. and Angie carry Angel back to the motorhome and put her to bed. Angel was already asleep by the time they got there. Angie undresses him and put his night gown on and slips him under the blankets, while D.A. gives him a kiss on the cheek.

“Poor baby.” Angie caresses Angel on the side of his cheek.

“He’s suffered so much for someone so young. First his father abuses him and then tonight almost getting rape.” Angie felt nothing, but concern for Angel.

“She’ll be okay Angie. She’s tough and smart.” D.A. stands beside Angie and wraps her arms around her.

She looks down at their adopted daughter. She looked so peaceful and innocent. Once they were done with this trip to Sturgis, D.A. is going to teach Angel some self-defense moves to protect her.

Angie and D.A. head back out to rejoin the others.

Angel slowly opens his eyes and looks around. He was sandwich in between D.A. and Angie, lying on his side. He had buried his face against D.A’s chest during the night. He could feel Angie behind him with one arm draped over his slim body and her chest pressed against his back. Angel snuggles closer against D.A.’s chest and body. He felt safe between his mother’s body and didn’t want to leave.

D.A. wakes an hour later looking at Angie’s sleeping face and feels Angel press between them. Angel was pressed against her chest, which felt sore for some reason. D.A. slowly moves off the bed and head to the bathroom. She checks her chest and notice it was looking a little raw.

D.A. heads back into the bedroom and notice Angie sitting up waiting on her to exit the bathroom.

Angie notices the gauze on D.A.’s right breast covering her nipple.

“What happened?” She points to D.A.’s chest.

“Our daughter got hungry last night and tried to milk me.” D.A. had a teasing look on her face.

Angie looks down at Angel, who was still asleep and then back at D.A.

“Do you think she did it on purpose or accident?” Angie really didn’t care, but wanted to know.

“I don’t think it was on purpose.” D.A. looks down at Angel.

“I think it was an unconscious act. She was snuggled up close to my body.” D.A. just observes Angel.

Angel slowly starts to stir and sits up with his hair blocking his view. D.A. couldn’t help to think Angel looked like a little kid when he sat up with his hair blocking his view. He looked so sleepy and younger then he was. He leans against Angie, who puts her arm around his waist to support him.

“Good morning sleepy head.” D.A. sits down next to him on the bed. D.A. saw his eye was looking darker then yesterday.

“I have to run to the bathroom.” Angie picks Angel up and sits him down on D.A.’s lap.

Angel holds onto D.A. feeling tired and trying to wake-up. He rests his head against her shoulder. He was sore and tired for some reason.
D.A. just rubs Angel’s back. She could feel the wrapping around his chest.

“Still waking up sweetie?” D.A. felt Angel nod his head.

She holds him tight to her and just sits there comforting her daughter. She hasn’t had a lot of time lately to spend with Angel.

“Why don’t you lie back down for a while? While Angie and I, get dress” D.A. lays Angel back down on the bed and starts getting dress.

She glances over towards Angel, who had fallen back asleep again. She finishes dressing and helps Angie get dress as well. The two of them go and met up with the rest of the members for breakfast, that had been laid out by their host.

Clair and Rachel sit next to Brenda and Kimberly “How’s Angel this morning?”

“She went back to sleep this morning. She woke-up for a little while and then while we were getting dress, she fell back to sleep. I’m going to let her sleep in today.” D.A. was looking for Rachel’s charged.

“What did Sam do to Frankie after we left to bring Angel here?” D.A. looks towards Rachel.

“He left with his son before you got back. I don’t know what punishment he was going to give him, but I can say that the boy is going to get what he has coming to him.” Rachel drinks her coffee.

“D.A., I was wondering if we can go ahead and patch April when we get to Sturgis. She has been setting an example for the other prospects and walking her butt off.” Rachel liked the newest girl.

Angie looks over towards Clair “do you agree with your partner? Since the two of you are her sponsors. It needs to be agreed by both of you.”

“Yes. I agree with Rachel. She has proven herself to me and has earned my respect.” Clair looks back at Angie.

“Then when we get to Sturgis, we’ll make her a full fledge member, along with two others.” Angie and D.A. already knew who the other two were.

When breakfast is over, Brenda and Kim head back to the motorhome to check on Angel. Helena comes in and checks Angel over to make sure he didn’t have a fever or anything.

“It has to be his medicine that is making him so sleepy. Plus, what happen last night. I think it will do Angel some good to let him sleep today.” Helena looks at every one present.

“I’ll stay with Angel.” Kim says to everyone as she looks at Brenda, Angie, Helena and D.A.

“Are you sure, sweet heart?” Brenda walks up to her lover and wraps her arm around her waist.

Kim considers Brenda’s eyes “Yes. I have something I need to work on before we get back. You know as well as I do, that I’m only going to have two days to prepare for my new students. This will give me some time to review the lesson plan I was sent for the first quarter.” Kim kisses Brenda.

“Thank you, Kim. I’ll check on you and Angel later this afternoon.” D.A. looks towards both of her friends.

“No problem.” Kim gives D.A a friendly smile. Everyone after that goes their separate ways.

Kim works on the stuff she had been sent for her class when she gets back. D.A. and Angie stop by to check on Angel late into the afternoon. Angie goes over and checks Angels fore head to make sure she didn’t have a fever. Both women were concern about Angel, but they went ahead and left to help organize tonight’s make shift cookout. Several of the Siren’s went into town to get food and alcohol for it.
Angie looks over towards D.A. They had been in a meeting all day with Roy and Sam about what happened last night. D.A. and Angie had been informed that Frankie had been taken care of. His punishment was so severe that he won’t be able to sit down for a week and he has been grounded for several months. His parents are going to make him do community service for the club as well. Sam knows this could never make-up for what he did to Angel.

“Well, I’m going to go and check on Angel.” Angie turns to leave.

“Give her a kiss from me and Clair, Angie. We hope she is feeling better.” Rachel heads in the opposite direction.

Angie knocks on the motorhome door before entering. Kim was making notes on a legal pad at the kitchen table.

“How’s Angel doing?” Angie looks towards the Master bedroom.

“Still asleep, she was tossing and turning a few minutes ago. I guess she must have had a nightmare or something.” Kim had heard Angel moaning and tossing in her sleep.

Angie heads back to the bedroom to check on Angel. She notices Angel crying and then she starts crying out of her father to stop hurting her, pleading for him to stop.

Angie rushes to the bed and scoop Angel up into her arms.

“It’s alright sweetie, it’s alright. He’ll never hurt you again.” Angel wakes up in a cold sweat when he hears Angie’s voice. He buries his head against her shoulder and cry, while his tiny body shakes.

Angie rubs his back and soothes him. She rocks back and forth with Angel in her arms. Angel stops shivering and relaxes against Angie’s body. He leans back and wipes the tears from his eyes.

“Mom, I need to tickle.” He says those words in his sweeties sounding voice.

Angie puts Angel back down and watches as she rushes to the toilet to do her business. Angie starts pulling a pair of shorts, T-shirt, underwear and a pair of shoes for Angel to wear for dinner.

Angel comes walking back into the bedroom and notice some clothes laid out for him.

Angie looks over towards Angel “are you hungry, sweetie?”

“Just a little bit” He was more thirsty than hungry.

“Okay, let’s change you into something simple tonight.” Angie helps Angel undress and redresses him. Angel felt so tired still, even after sleeping all day long like he did.

Angie takes Angel out of the bedroom and into the living area of the motorhome.

“Well, looks who’s up finally.” Kim puts her pen down and comes over and kneels in front of Angel. She brushes aside a lock of hair out of her eyes.

“You still look sleepy sweetie. Is everything alright?” Kim was a little concern.

Angie looks down at Angel and could see it as well. The poor child looked dead tired, even tho she slept all night and all day.

“You’re right. We need to get Helena to examine Angel again.” Angie was getting concern.

“I’ll go and get her.” Kim rushes out of the motorhome to go and locate Helena.

Angie takes Angel over to the sofa and sits with her. She lifts Angel onto her lap and wraps her loving arms around the poor kid.

Angel leans back against his mother and let his eyes close for a few minutes.

Kim comes back in with Helena on her heels. She has her kit with her and takes Angel back to the Master bedroom to examine her. They come back out twenty minutes later. Helena looks towards Kim and Angie “well the good news is that Angel’s condition won’t last long. Once she starts eating right. The bad news is, Angel suffers from low potassium and iron levels. The low potassium level can easily be fixed by having Angel eat more bananas which will allow it to go away with time. I’m putting Angel on an iron regiment. She’s to take two iron pills every morning before breakfast. Also, …” Helena looks towards Angie.

“All the injuries she has taken both before she came to us and then lately isn’t helping her healing. It’s also not helping her circulation. Her body needs time to heal. She’s already got way too many injuries on her body, then she should have.” Helena knew Angie and D.A. would do whatever they needed to for Angel.

“We’ll make sure she’s safe from here on out.” Angie picks Angel up and holds her.

“Well, let’s go and join everyone else.” Angie leads the way to the party and sets Angel down in a lawn chair in between D.A. and herself. She leaves Angel alone as she goes to get food for her and herself.

D.A. spots her daughter and walks over towards her.

“Well my little Angel has woken-up. How do you feel sweetie?” D.A. kneels to be on the same eye level.

“Tired mommy” Angel covers up a yawn with her hand.

Angie comes walking up from behind D.A. “She’s suffering from low potassium and iron. Helena wants her to eat more bananas and take two iron pills every day before breakfast.”

She hands Angel her food and Drink.

“So, it’s a combination of things then?” D.A. looks towards her partner.

“I’m afraid so. Between Angel having low potassium, low iron and all the abused she has gone through. Her body basically can’t handle it any more. The emotional torment she had to live through isn’t helping her.” Angie sits down in her chair, while D.A. stayed standing.

“Well from now on sweetie, I want you to tell me when you’re not feeling well, so we can get you some help. Everyone in the MC loves you and will protect you.” She taps Angel’s nose with her finger.

Angel just giggles like a little girl.

“Now sit back and enjoy your dinner.” D.A. turns and leaves to get herself something to eat.

D.A. comes back later and sits down in her chair next to Angel. The rest of the night Angel stays with his mothers and enjoy hearing stories. D.A. had informed him they were pulling out tomorrow morning.

Angel wakes up snuggle deep under the blankets. He could feel the Rv moving as he lays there on the bed. He looks around for his mother’s and notices that both their helmets were missing. He crawls out of bed and heads to the bathroom and does his morning business. After washing and drying his hands, he heads up towards the front of the Rv where Angel knew Brenda and Kim would be.

“Well good afternoon sleepy head.” Kim turns to look at Angel as she stands between her and Brenda.

Angel looks towards Kimberly when she says good afternoon to him. “When did we leave?”

“We left early this morning sleepy head. You were sound asleep when everyone was up and moving around. Do you want to sit on my lap for a while?” Kim could tell Angel was still waking up.

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel likes it when Kimberly let him ride on her lap.

Kimberly picks Angel up and places her on her lap. She holds Angel tight to her.

Angel adjusts how he sits on Kimberly’s lap.

“So, Angel how long have you known that you wanted to be a girl?” Brenda glances at Angel as she drove the Rv.

Angel thinks about Brenda’s question. No one had ever asked him that question before.

“I don’t know Aunt Brenda. I just knew I never really felt comfortable with things that most boys liked or did. I was always more interested in what games and toys the girls played. I was jealous that girls got to dress in pretty clothes and could act a certain way, when I had to wear the same style of clothes all the time and act a certain way. I felt uncomfortable being around other boys and doing the things they enjoyed. I resented the fact I couldn’t be who I was and do the things I enjoyed. “Angel could feel angrier building inside of him.

“How did you feel when other children teased and made fun of you? Because you know you’ll have to face how others treat you when they find out about you. D.A. and the rest of us won’t always be around to protect you.” Brenda was probing to see if Angel really wanted what he wanted.

Angel turns to look at Kim to see how she felt.

“I think you better answer Brenda young lady. Because Brenda is right, we won’t always be around to protect you.” She hopes Angel isn’t playing games with them.

Angel turns back around to face Brenda “I don’t care how much I get teased or picked on. I know that I should have been born a girl, instead of a boy. I’ll ask my mother or the rest of the MC to teach me how to protect myself, if I must fight. I know I would give anything to be a girl.” tears stream down Angel’s face.

A smile appears on Brenda’s face when she hears those words.
Kimberly just smiles as well.

“You don’t need to ask anyone to teach you how to protect yourself Angel. Rachel has already volunteered to teach you each night after we stop and set-up for the night. Rachel and Clair are going to spend time with you and teach you how to defend yourself. Your mothers ask them both to teach you. Then when you are done learning from them, your mothers are going to teach you. Each of them are ex-military.” Brenda reaches over and gives Angel’s hand a light squeeze.

Angel felt surprise that his adopted mother would do that for him. He was going to do everything he could make them proud of him. He spends the rest of the time sitting on Kimberly’s lap sing and watching as they drive by the country side. They stop at a truck stop to get fuel for the Rv’s. Angel goes in with Kimberly to buy some snacks and drinks for the trip. As he is looking around the place Angel hears a familiar voice.

“I swear Tucker. That little girl looked like someone I know, but I can’t put my finger on where I’ve seen her.” Kevin had watched as a beautiful Native American girl wearing short shorts and a spaghetti strap camisole had come walking in followed by a young dirty blonde hair teenage girl. The girl herself looked pretty, but she looked like she had been in some sort of fight or someone had attacked her. He watched as they had split up and went in different directions. He had kept his eyes on the woman, but something was nagging at him about the girl. He had a feeling that he knew her.

“I told you man. You can’t be taking your own stuff.” Tucker had seen the young girl as well and the woman when they walked in. He wouldn’t mind getting into the woman’s shorts.

“I swear. I know her from somewhere.” Kevin keeps staring at the young girl watching her as she moved towards the coolers. There was something about the way she walked and the bruises on the back of her legs.

He stops in his tracks. It couldn’t be, that couldn’t be his son looking like that. He made sure he was dead when he dumped his body that morning. He watches as the good-looking woman comes up to his son.

“You ready Angel?” Kimberly looks down at Angel as she closes the cooler door with their drinks in her hands.

“Yes Ma’am. I got Brenda an Ice Tea, a diet coke for you and a sprite for me.” Angel glances past her looking for something and notices his father looking directly at him. His eyes get very big. Like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car heading towards it.

He steps closer to Kimberly and tighten his grip on her hand “can we leave now, please?”

“Sure.” Kimberly could see fright in Angel’s eyes and notice how Angels little body was trembling.

Kevin had looked directly at Angel when he heard the woman he and Thomas had been ogling call his name. He had also notice how Angel had moved closer to the woman when he saw him. An evil smile appears on his face as he starts walking towards Angel and the woman.
Tucker notices his friend heading towards the beautiful woman and the little girl.

“I need for you to distract the woman for a second or two. I know who that little girl is, that’s with her.” Kevin was watching Angel as he and Tucker headed to separate them.

“Sure. No problem.” Thomas heads to intercepts the woman, while Kevin steps between Angel and the woman.

Tucker manages to stop Kimberly for something, which allowed Kevin to get close to Angel and Kim. He pulls Angel into the hallway leading to the restrooms and then into the men’s restroom with him. He had put his hand over Angel’s mouth to keep his son from screaming. Once they were in the men’s bathroom. Kevin locks the door and releases his grip from Angel’s mouth.

“So, you survive and now look at you. You look like a little girl.” Kevin couldn’t help, but feel hatred for his son standing in front of him.

Angel backs up against the sink away from his father. He was scared and wanted to get away from him.

“It’s better than being with a mean person like you. You tried to kill me.” Angel was going to stand up to his father. He was scared and frighten. He wanted to get out of there and go back to the RV. He hopes Kimberly will come for him.

“It’s obvious that I didn’t do a good job in killing you, you little sissy.” He backhands Angel as hard as he can. He wasn’t going to let a little sissy talk back to him.

Angel ducks just in time, as his father’s hand sweeps over his head. He tries to step past his father, but Angel is stopped by his father. He screams when his father slams his back up against the edge of the counter. Tears run down his face from the pain. Angel doubles over when his father’s fist hits him in his stomach.

“I’m going to finish the job I started back at our house boy.” He grabs Angel by his throat and lifts him up in the air by his throat. He reaches into his leather jacket with his free hand and pulls out a syringe with some sort of white liquid in it and stabs Angel in his arm, while Angel tries to kick at him as he dangles in the air by his throat in his father’s grip.

Angel manages to land a solid hit with his foot in his father’s groin area, just as his father pushes the plunger of the syringe sending the drugs into Angel’s blood stream. Angel stumbles towards the door, after kicking his father again in his groin area. He manages to get the door unlock as he stumbles out of the bathroom with the syringe still sticking out of his arm. He spots Kimberly and Brenda as they come running towards him. He collapses against Kimberly’s body as she wraps her arms around him.

Kimberly and Brenda rush Angel back to the Rv after removing the syringe that had been sticking out of his arm. Kimberly lays him down in the Master bedroom and watches as Angels petite body starts shaking and trashing about. She had seen some friends of hers overdose on cocaine before. He starts foaming at the mouth and shakes violently. He stops after fifteen minutes and just lays there on the bed. Kimberly kneels next to Angel and could feel his heart pounding like a race horse. His eyes were glazed over and his body was sweating profusely and unresponsive. Kimberly was concern for Angel and stayed by his side as Brenda drove the Rv, followed by everyone else to the campsite they were going to set-up at tonight.

Brenda had gotten on the radio to D.A. about what happened and told her they needed Helena here right away.

Kimberly had gotten up and gotten a bowl of cold water to wipe Angel’s forehead. She used the cold rag on his body to cool him off. She had checked his temperature and his body was burning up. The syringe they had removed from Angel’s body was lying on a towel for Helena to examine the contents of. Kimberly had stripped Angel out of his clothes, except for his panties. She tries to keep his body cool. She saw the new bruise on his stomach and the one on across his back, where he had been slammed up against something. She stays with him, till the rest of the MC shows up at their campground. Angie, D.A. and Helena come running in once they arrived. Helena pushes her way towards Angel and takes out her gear and starts examining Angel’s vitals. She listens to Kimberly as she describes what has happen to Angel and how much stuff had been pushed into his arm. Helena recognizes the stuff right away. It was the same stuff that had killed her sister Jenny. She had learned from D.A. that Angel’s father was good at making the concoction. It was a special mixture of certain drugs, which had been combined to give the user an incredible high without any ill side effects. Her sister Jenny had taken a shot of this stuff and had died from her first time using it. It was just too strong of a mix for her body to handle it.

Helena does what she can for Angel, but knows the only way he’s going to get through this, is to let it run its course in his body. She stays by Angel’s side all through the night and keeps an eye on Angel. She’s relieved at midnight by D.A. Helena tells D.A. everything she needs to look for and to wake her the moment Angel wakes up from this mess.

Helena heads towards the sofa and lays down on it, while D.A. cradles Angel’s head in her lap and rests her back against the head broad of the bed. Angie lays down next to Angel and watches him as he sleeps, hoping and praying he recovers safely from the drug pumped into him. She looks up at D.A. and could see concern, anger and fear in her eyes. Both have come to love Angel. Angie recalls the conversation she and Kimberly had. Kimberly had been blocked by a man, while Angel had been abducted by another man. She had tried to push past him to get to Angel, but the guy blocking her wouldn’t budge. She had no choice, but to go and get Brenda and some of the other women to help her. By the time, they had come back inside. Angel had come stumbling out of the men’s bathroom with a needle sticking out of his arm. Brenda had seen the man lying on the floor of the bathroom holding his groin. Kimberly had rushed Angel out of the store and into the Rv as quickly as possible and had removed the syringe from his arm.

D.A fell asleep cradling Angel’s head on her lap. When morning arrives, D.A is woken up with a light shake to her shoulder.

“We need to get ready to go D.A.” Angie looks down at her tried life partner. She wants to stay here and watch over Angel, but they needed to get a move on. They only had two days left to reach their campsite.

D.A. wakes up groggy and sore from sleeping like she did. She looks down at Angel and notice sometime during the night he had switch to sleeping on his side, with his head still resting on her lap.

“I can’t leave her.” D.A strokes Angel’s sweat soak hair.

Angie sits down on the edge of the bed and looks at D.A. “I don’t want to either, but we have too for the sake of the club. Kim and Helena are going to stay and keep an eye on Angel. They will call us, when Angel is feeling better.” She strokes Angel’s sweat soak hair as well.

“I just wish we were near a hospital, because who knows what mess that man shot into Angel’s system.” D.A. just strokes Angel’s hair and tries not to show too many emotions. She needed to be strong and supportive.

“Don’t worry D.A., I’m sure whatever it is, Angel will pull through it. That daughter of ours has proven she is one tough little girl.” Angie looks down at their sleeping Angel.

D.A. leans down and places a kiss on Angel’s cheek and slowly removes herself from under his head. She goes about getting ready and just before either her or Angie leave the room, they both places kisses on Angel’s cheek and forehead.

Both D.A. and Angie were thinking about Angel as they lead their MC down the highway towards their destination. Each woman was thinking about what they needed to do to protect their adopted daughter. Since Angel has come to them, she’s been almost raped and now drugged by some man. D.A. has some idea on who it is, but she wants to make sure. She has a plan on how she is going to take care of him, but she’ll need to make a few phone calls to the right people to make her plan work. She knew it was Angel’s father and she was going to make him pay for trying to kill his son and for attacking a prospect member of her Motorcycle club.

Angie glances up at the sky and the dark clouds hanging in the sky was matching her partner’s mood. She had kept watch on D.A. all day and could tell she wasn’t in a very good mood. It was like the weather was matching how her partner felt all day long. It started raining late in the afternoon and they were still an hour away from the campsite. They had decided that if it started to rain, they would keep on traveling till they reached the campsite. By the time the D.A. and Angie reached the campsite, they were soaked to the bone. A covered parking area had been erected for the motorcycles to park under. Brenda and the rest of the women who had traveled in the other Rv’s made hot soup and sandwiches for dinner.

Kim and Helena had watched Angel all day long. Helena had started off after D.A. and Angie had left. Around lunch time she had traded off to Kimberly and sat up front with Brenda. Kim was worried about Angel. She had sat by him as he slept. He was still running a slight fever, but not as bad as it first had been. Kim had gone outside once they had arrived at the campsite to help set-up a cover area for the motorcycles, so they were out of the rain. All three women watched as those women who had ridden on the motorcycles pull up under the cover area for them. Brenda already had hot tea made for the ones staying in their RV. Just as D.A. and Angie came walking in through the door of the Rv. Angel comes stumbling out of the Master bedroom. He stands near the wall using it to hold him upright.

“Mom?” He looks over towards D.A. and Angie.

Everyone looks at Angel when he speaks. They all walk over towards Angel and D.A. picks him up into her arms and hold him tight to her.

“How are you feeling sweetheart?” Angie looks at Angel’s face.

“Thirsty mommy” Angel’s mouth felt very dry to him. He also felt very hungry and sick as well.

“I’ll get her a glass of juice. It will give her some energy.” Brenda heads over towards the small refrigerator and pulls out the orange juice container and gets a clear plastic cup out of the cabinets and fills it up with juice.

“Here you go Angie.” Brenda hands the plastic cup to Angie.

Angie accepts it and then raises it to Angel’s lips.

“Here you go sweetie. Take a sip of this.” Angie holds the cup for Angel as she drinks from it.

Angel drinks the sweet citrus liquid down. He finishes the cup and rests his head against D.A.’s shoulder.

“Feeling better sweetie?” Angie reaches up and brushes aside some of Angel’s hair.

Angel shakes his head yes to his mother’s question.

D.A. looks down at her daughter and could tell Angel was still feeling some of the effects of the drug, but was feeling better now that she had something to drink.

Brenda walks over to D.A. “why don’t you give me Angel and I’ll take care of her, while you and Angie get dry and change.” She holds her hands out for Angel.

D.A. looks down at Angel “do you mind sweetie?”

Angel looks up at his mother and could see she didn’t want to let go of him, but she was wet and would catch a cold if she remained in her wet clothes.

“It’s okay mommy. I don’t mind.” He gives D.A. a hug.

D.A. gives her adopted daughter a loving smile and hands Angel to Brenda.

Angie places a kiss on Angel’s cheek “we’ll be back as quick as possible.”

Brenda takes Angel into her arms “don’t worry sweetie. Your mothers will be back out here in a few minutes. Until then, why don’t we get some food into you? You must be starving.”

Brenda takes Angel over towards the table and sits her down on a chair. Kim dishes up a good size bowl of the soup they had made for dinner and sets the bowl down in front of Angel.

“Hope you like homemade vegetable soup kiddo.” She also puts a few slices of garlic butter toasted bread near her bowl along with a glass of milk.

Angel looks up at both Brenda and Kimberly “thank you.”

Helena stands nearby and watches as Angel starts eating. She hopes the soup will restore his energy levels.

As soon as the food hit Angel’s mouth, he couldn’t stop. He felt ravish and couldn’t help, but wolf down his food.

“Slow down kiddo. Your food not going anywhere.” Kim was amused. She had never seen Angel eat her food this fast before.

Angel slows down some. His cheeks turn beet red from embarrassment.

Helena just smiles “She can’t help it Kimberly. Whatever was in that drug burned up all her calories and has made her want to replace it.”

“I know, I just don’t want Angel burning her mouth.” Kim runs her hand on Angel’s head.

Brenda refills Angel’s bowl and fixes a hot ham and cheese sandwiches for her as well. When Angel is finish, he sits back in his chair and looks at his family. Helena, Kim and Brenda had sat down in the chairs near his.

Brenda looks at Angel “Angel? Do you know who the man was that had drugged you?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Angel had spoken real low when he said it.

“Was it the same person that had left you to die?” Brenda had already figured out who it was, but she wanted Angel to confirm it.

In that same low voice, he had answer in earlier “yes Ma’am.”

“I was afraid of that.” Brenda leans back in her seat.

Both Kim and Helena look towards one another and then towards Brenda “Who was it?”

“He was Angel’s biology father.” D.A. says as she comes walking back into the kitchen area of the Rv, in a pair of sweats and drying her hair with a towel.

“Why would he want to kill Angel?” Helena looks towards D.A., She heard the shower going in the bathroom and figured Angie must be in the shower right now.

“Because.” as D.A. walks over and stands behind Angel and places her hands on his shoulder. She looks down at him and then back up at everyone else.

“Because Angel is different than most boys and the fact he wants a boy that is more like him. Someone who will follow in his footsteps and carry on the business trade he is in. You all know Angel isn’t like that and that he wishes he had been born a girl instead of being born a boy. The other fact is, Angel is smarter than his father as well. He hates the fact that Angel has his mother’s brains and her looks. He’s jealous of Angel and reminds him to much of his dead wife. I received an email from my office with all the information they could dig-up on Angel’s mother. She held three Master degrees and two Bachelor degrees in Engineering and Business. Here are a couple of pictures of Angel’s mother.” D.A. pulls down a folder she had stash away on top of the cabinets and passes them around.

Everyone sitting around the table looks at them and then at Angel and then back at the pictures.

“She could pass for your twin sister D.A.” Brenda was holding one that had been blown up and enhance.

“I know. I had her family checked out. So far nothing, but if you look closely at her picture, you’ll notice Angel looks just like his mother. He has her facial features, her nose everything. Angel is like a little version of his mother. That’s another reason I figure Angel’s father hates him. Angel reminds him of his wife he had killed in a staged break-in.” D.A. had her people at her law firm dig through Angel’s past. She knew everything there was about Angel and his family. She also knew that Angel’s father had used up all the money his wife had left to their son and had sold the property owned by her parents.

“So, what are we going to do about it?” Brenda and Kimberly had some idea what D.A. might do.

“I’m going to talk with Tony about Angel’s father attacking a member of our MC. I’m also going to give Angel’s father two choices as well. Either he signs the adoption papers giving me and Angie sole custody of Angel or I turn over everything I have on him to a certain FBI friend of mine. He’ll also have to face me in a motorcycle contest of my choosing. The stakes are going to be his motorcycle. That motorcycle of his technically belongs to Angel. His father brought it with the money Angel’s mother left to him.” D.A. kept her hands-on Angel’s shoulder.

She felt it when he placed his petite hand on hers.

"I feel he should go to jail for what he has done, D.A." Rachel and Clair both felt that way.

"I know, but I have feeling this is better solved by either Tony or Us." D.A. had been in contact with Tony as well.

“Well I think it might be safer for Angel, if she has one or two of us around her at all times. That way, hopefully we can keep our little Angel from being hurt anymore.” Helena looks towards Angel and gives him a concern smile.

“I agree with Helena. I think for now on, that Angel should have members of our MC around her at all times. Also, it might be a good idea to inform the others about Angel’s true gender. That way, they don’t think we are keeping things from them.” Brenda figured it was time to tell the others.

“Do you think the others might resent Angel wanting to be a girl?” Kim knew a few of the women in the MC didn’t like men at all.

“There might be a few, but from everyone I personally know and have spoken too in the past about letting a few transgender women join us. They wouldn’t mind, as long as they acted as women and not drag queens. I already know, a lot of the women think highly of Angel. They have seen that Angel is willing to work hard and do everything asked of her.” Brenda had spoken with a few people she knew and they had no problem with Angel.

“Then it’s settled. I’ll announce it tomorrow morning before we leave to everyone. Now how about we enjoy some of this food you all have made.” D.A. sits down next to her daughter. Angie comes walking out dress in a pair of sweats as well and sits on the other side of Angel.

Angel looks out of the window as the Rv travels down the highway. He had slept peacefully between his mothers’ last night. When morning came, D.A. held a meeting to inform the rest of the MC on what had happened and what Angel’s true gender was. The women that didn’t know took the news well. Some of them felt betray, but they understood. The rest didn’t care. He had proven himself to them and they knew he would never do anything to disgrace the MC or his mothers’. D.A. has made it a standing order that he is to always have two sisters from the MC with him always, whenever they stop anywhere. Rachel and Clair have pretty much volunteer to be his body guards and April and Nancy have volunteered to watch after him while Rachel and Clair are riding with D.A. and the rest of the MC.

While he is in the Rv, Brenda and Kimberly were his guards. If he leaves the Rv, Kimberly is to get Cindy to stay with him and her. Angie had laid out his clothes this morning, after she had scrubbed him from head to toe. She had tickled him while they were in the shower. She had dress Angel in a pair of shorts and one of his t-shirts with wolves on it. D.A. had brushed out his dirty blonde hair and put it in a ponytail like she kept hers. She had even spritzed some of her perfume on him this morning.

Helena had come over and checked him out. He still had a slight fever and still felt a little weak, but otherwise he was alright. She had given him his second shot of hormones and made him take the pills she had prescribe for him. Cindy had reminded him that she still intended to make him the best girl she could and threaten to spank him if he acted like a boy at all. That had brought a smile to his face, because he wanted to be a girl and be treated like one. He picks his book up off the table and starts reading it. It was a Charline Harris book he had wanted to read. He had gotten a chance to read a batter book from the series and he had become hooked on the series. His father had burned the book he had read. He had said the main character of the book reminded him to much like him. Angel looks over towards the collection of books his mothers’ and Aunt’s had loan and brought for him. He had over forty books so far to read. Some of them were the Harry Potter books his mothers had brought him, others were romance novels and some were the Charline Harris, Sookie Stackhouse novels he had wanted to read. Some of the romance books were lesbian oriented. It didn’t bother him, because he would have to make that type of choice when he got older. Angel buries himself in his novel.

“You feel hungry, kiddo?” Kimberly was standing next to him. He hadn’t even realized she was there. He closes his book after putting his hello kitty bookmark in to mark where he was.

“Yes ma’am.” He starts getting up off the sofa.

Kimberly puts her hand on his shoulder “you sit still. I’m going to make subs for lunch, is that alright with you?”

“Yes ma’am.” He loved the way Kimberly made subs.

Kimberly makes his sub first and adds a handful of potato chips to it. Angel watches as Brenda pulls the Rv into a large truck stop and finds a nice spot for theirs to park along with the rest of their traveling caravan. Angel knew that once they have lunch, Brenda would refuel the Rv and they would continue till they reach the campground they have reserve for a week. This was going to be their final stop today, before they reached the campsite.

Angel watches as Brenda leaves from up front and comes and join them for lunch.

“How are you feeling kiddo?” Brenda was hoping Angel would be up to exploring when they get to their campsite.

“Better Aunt Brenda. I won’t outrun Clair or Rachel, but better.” Angel liked Clair and Rachel they always made him run.

“You will one day Angel.” Brenda gives him a motherly smile and starts eating. She still couldn’t figure out why anyone would want to hurt such a sweet disposition child.

Angel looks towards both women “am I wrong wanting to be how I should had been born?”

Kimberly looks towards Angel “I don’t think it’s wrong that you should dress and act the way that you feel you should Angel. I think it’s wrong that your father has been trying to kill you for the way you feel. I feel that he should be put back in jail for trying to kill you and for what he did to your mother.”

“I have to agree with Kimberly, Angel. I believe you should be true to yourself and live your life the way you feel you should. As for your father, I have a feeling that he is going to get what he deserves for the things he has been doing to you. Word is going to spread to the rest of the motorcycle clubs that will be at Sturgis and I know a few members of different clubs will act against your father. Some members might not approve of you, but they do have a code against hurting children and that is where you fit in.” Brenda looks at Angel as he listens to her.

Angel drinks some of his juice and wonders how he should feel about his father. He already hates him and such. He wished he was dead. Angel finishes up his lunch and helps tidy up the RV as he feels Brenda drive the RV over to the pumps to fill the RV tanks up.
Angel sits down and finishes reading his book as Brenda and Kimberly sits up front and watch the country side together as the Rv drives towards its destination. Angel puts his book down and stares at the homes and fields as they drive past them. He wonders if his father is really going to be at Sturgis and if D.A. and Angie and the rest of the MC will be able to protect him. He looks down at his batter and bruised body. Most of it was caused by the beating he received from his father. The others had been from the attempted rape and then again from his father trying to kill him. He sighs and lays his head against the top of the seat and slowly falls asleep.

“Hey sleepy head, it’s time to get up.” Kimberly shakes Angel’s shoulder lightly to wake her up.

Angel slowly opens his tired eyes and look at who was shaking him awake.

“Ah, there’s the beautiful emerald green eyes, we love so much.” Kimberly gives Angel a sisterly smile.

Angel blinks his eyes a few times to get the sleep out of them.

“What’s wrong?” Angel was still feeling groggy.

“Nothing sweetie, we’ve arrived at the campsite. I was wondering if you feel up to helping us set-up things. You don’t need to sweetie if your still feeling tired.” Kimberly brushes aside some of Angel’s blonde hair.

“No, I’ll help.” Angel gets up off the sofa carefully and slips his tennis shoes on and goes outside to help set things up.
Brenda gives him a bunch of light stuff to do. Angel doesn’t mind helping as he goes about gathering firewood and setting up the ice coolers and additional picnic tables they were going to need for all the members. He helps a few other members prepare dinner for tonight. After about an hour, he hears the roar of the motorcycles as they approach the campsite. A smile appears on his face as he stands near the RV as he watches his mother’s bring their group towards the site set aside for the motorcycles.

Angel walks over towards where his mother’s park their motorcycles. He waits till the motorcycles were cut off before approaching his mother’s motorcycles. He had been instructed to always wait before approaching them.

“Welcome back mommy.” Angel gives D.A. and Angie a hug.

“How are you feeling kiddo?” Angie hugs Angel and look into his eyes to see how he felt.

“Fine mommy, we got everything already for dinner.” I helped with preparing dinner.

“Did you now?” Both Angie and D.A. we’re proud of their adopted daughter.

“She’s been a very busy young lady.” Brenda walks over and stands behind Angel with her hands resting on her shoulder.

D.A. and Angie just look at Angel. Even with all the bruises and bandages on him, he always helps with everything.

“I think we inherited a gem when we found you kiddo.” Angie ruffles his blonde hair and D.A. places a kiss on his cheek.

Angel just smiles at his mother’s and places his hand on Brenda’s. He tilt’s his head back to look up at her.

“Thank you for everything you have done for me.” He looks towards his mother’s as well with tears streaming down his cheeks.

“You’re welcome sweetie. Now let’s go and party and have fun tonight.” D.A. gets up off her motorcycle along with Angie and all four of them head over towards the food and the others.

D.A. and Angie made sure Angel sat near them as they fixed a plate for him and brought him ice tea to drink.

Angel watches as all the members of his adopted mother’s motorcycle club start dancing and drinking. A smile appears on his face as he watches his mother’s dance, along with Brenda and Kimberly. He watches as Helena and the other women that have looked over him let down their hair and enjoyed themselves tonight. His mother’s pull him out with them and teach him how to dance and let him enjoy himself with the
other members. He never has had any fun like this before, except with his mother when she was alive.

After a few hours, he starts getting tired and heads inside the Rv to start getting ready for bed. Angel takes all his clothes off and head inside the shower and takes one, so his mother’s and the rest of the ladies sleeping in the Rv can have the morning to themselves.

D.A. and Angie had notice that Angel had been getting tired and watched as he headed over to the Rv to get ready for bed. They saw the light in the bathroom come on and as they get closer to the Rv, they could hear the shower going.

Both Angie and D.A. head inside the Rv and back towards the master bedroom. Angie takes out a light green baby doll night gown for Angel to wear when he gets out of the shower.

“Do you think he’ll like this?” Angie holds it for D.A. to look at.

“I think he’s going to love it. I have notice Angel loves anything that makes him seem more feminine.” D.A. couldn’t help but think that she was going to have a little princess on her hands.

“Do you blame him? He really wants to be a girl.” Angie just smiles and sits down on the bed waits for Angel to come out of the shower.

“I don’t blame Angel for wanting to be a girl. His father tried to kill him for being true to his nature.” D.A. stands near the door.

They wait for him to finish and just as he is coming into the bedroom.

“Come here sweetie.” Angie calls him over towards her.

Angel walks over towards Angie and let her dress him in the baby doll night gown.

D.A. watches as Angie dresses their adopted daughter. She could see the smile on Angel’s face as he let Angie dress him in the baby doll nightgown.

Angel does a little twirl for his mother’s. He stops and gives Angie a hug.

“Thank you, mommy” He kisses her cheek.

“You’re welcome sweetie, now go over and give your other mother a hug as well.” Angie places a kiss on his cheek, as she feels Angel let go of her.

Angel let’s go of Angie and goes over to D.A. and hugs her as well.

D.A. carefully picks Angel up and places a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you, mommy,” He hugs her real close and lays his head on her shoulder. Tears stream down his cheek as he just holds her. He loves both his new mothers and couldn’t imagine where he would be now if they hadn’t stopped to help him when they did.

“You’re welcome sweetie, but it was mommy Angie that brought it for you.” D.A could feel Angel’s tears as they soaked through her shirt. She rubs his back as she holds him tight to her.

Angie stands up and wraps her arms around their daughter and D.A.

They stand like that for a while as Angel cries himself to sleep in their arms. Angie folds the blanket down and D.A. slowly lowers Angel down on the bed and tucks him in for the night. D.A. kisses his cheek and then Angie kisses his cheek.

“Sleep tight sweetie.” Angie stands back up.

They both take one last look at their sleeping daughter, before heading back outside to be with their sisters.

Angel wakes up the next morning spooned in between her two mothers. Her mother Angie had her arm around his waist and she was spooned against her back. Her mother D.A. was facing her and her face was nested in the crook of her shoulder. She had her arm around her and Angie as well. Both her mother’s slept in the nude and she knew she couldn’t get out of bed without waking either one of them. She just lays there enjoying the warmth and closeness she felt with her new mothers.

She could smell beer and whiskey on their bodies. The smell was very familiar to her because of her father, but she knew these women would never hurt her. She loved the way the baby doll night gown that Angie had dressed her in last night felt against her body. She lays there and watches as her mother D.A. slept. She could feel her mother Angie’s hair resting on her shoulders and her chest pressed up against her back. She snuggles closer to her and bury her face deeper into the crook of her mother D.A.’s shoulder. She closes his eyes again and falls back asleep.

She is awoken again when she feels her mother Angie removes her arm from around her and gets out of bed. She turns to look at her from under her mother’s D.A. hair that had fallen over her face like a curtain. She wiggles closer to D.A.’s body as she looks at Angie.

Angie had been woken by her bladder and when she got up from the bed, she notices that Angel woke-up and turned to face her. She also notices her lover and wife D.A. opens her eyes when she felt Angel wiggle against her. She gives both a smile, before rushing to the bathroom.

D.A watches as Angie rushes out of the bedroom towards the bathroom. She had been woken when Angel changed position and wiggled closer against her. She tightens her arm around her and pulls her on top of her when she turns over to lie on her back.

Angel squeals when she feels herself pulled on top of D.A.’s chest when she turns to lie on her back. She sits up on her stomach and looks down at D.A.’s face.

D.A. looks up at Angel’s beautiful emerald green eyes and smiles at her.

“How are you feeling, sweetie?” D.A. rubs her thighs.

“I’m feeling okay mommy.” She smiles at her mother.

“That’s good. Are you ready to have some fun today?” D.A. couldn’t wait to see what Angel was going to look like after they dress her in her new clothes today.

“Yes ma’am.” She starts playing with a lock of D.A.’s hair.

D.A. pulls Angel down to her and just holds her against her body. She rubs her back and places a kiss on her cheek.

Angel just snuggles against her mother and enjoys the feel of her holding her.

Angie comes walking back in after emptying her bladder and notice D.A. holding Angel against her. She sits down next to the two of them. She kisses D.A. and then places a kiss on Angel’s cheek.

“Morning mommy” Angel turns to face Angie after she places a kiss on his cheek.

“Morning sweetie, are you ready to have fun today?” Angie rubs her back and strokes D.A.’s arm as well.

“Yes ma’am.” Angel smiles and lets out a little purr as she feels her back rub.

“Let’s go and have a family shower.” Angie lifts Angel up off D.A. so she could get up.

D.A. heads towards the bathroom while Angie undresses Angel. Angie gives D.A. a few minutes before heading into the bathroom and starts the shower. Angel has fun in the shower with her two mothers and when they get out and get dress for the day, she ask D.A. to fix her tattoo she gave her.

D.A. fixes the one she originally did on Angel and adds another one at the base of her neck in between her shoulders, so everyone could see it while she is wearing the clubs camisole tank top today.

Angie dresses Angel in one of the club’s new camisole and a pair of short shorts they brought for her to wear. D.A. puts a pair of short 3-inch-high heel boots on her and brushes out her hair and apply a little make-up to coverup her raccoon eyes. By the time, Angie and D.A. are done with Angel, she looks like a hot teenage girl. Not even her father would recognize her the way she was dress.

“Go out and help Brenda fix breakfast for everyone Angel, while I and your other mommy get ready.” D.A. places a kiss on Angel’s cheek and shoos her out of the bedroom.

“Yes ma’am” Angel heads out to help Brenda. She likes the way she looks.

She walks carefully in her new boots out to help Brenda, who she notices is already up and fixing coffee and setting out breakfast. She goes over and does what she can to help.

Angel holds tight to her mother Angie’s waist as they travel down the highway towards Sturgis on the back of her motorcycle. Every woman in the club was riding either with someone or on their own motorcycles today. They were all dress in their club colors and riding in two columns. She had her new helmet on which matched her mother’s helmet, except it had an Angel on both side of it. Angel had never ridden on a motorcycle before and couldn’t believe how free and scared she felt. She had a tight grip on her mother’s waist, but she was enjoying it. When they pulled into Sturgis, she couldn’t believe how many motorcycles and people there were. She gets off the motorcycle with her mother, after she parks and secures her helmet on her motorcycle. She had been told before they left that she was either to stay with her mother’s or have Rachel and Clair. She grabs both of their hands and walks around with them.

Angel was like a kid in a candy store as she went from one place to another with her mother’s. She watched as Angie played some pool against a few other motorcycle members and whipped their tails doing it. Angel watches Rachel beat another woman in a boxing match. She has lunch later with the whole club at one of her mother’s favorite places. While she walks around with her mother’s and body guards, she spots her father several times in the same area. She even passes by him, holding Clair’s hand from nervousness.

Clair had notice Angel’s father when they walked pass him, but kept Angel next to her. She wasn’t going to give Angel’s father another chance to hurt the poor child.

Angel’s father watches as two beautiful women walk by him. There was a younger one that looked like she was just a teenager and the other one, looked to be old enough to be her mother or older sister. All day long he has been seeing the same two women walking together. He walks over to the two women, just as they head inside one of the bars.

“Excuse me ladies, allow me to buy your first drink.” Kevin slaps down some money on the counter.

Clair looks at Kevin when he speaks.

“No thanks. My daughter and I don’t drink.” Clair makes sure she is in between Kevin and Angel.

Angel doesn’t say anything. She stays close to Clair and looks around for Rachel. Clair might be able to hold her own against his father.

“Oh, come on. One drink isn’t going to hurt. I promise, you have this one drink with me and I’ll leave you along.” Kevin was trying to score with this woman and her younger sister.

Angel spots several members of the Sirens and waves her hands towards them.

Clair looks towards Kevin “I said no, so butt off.”

Kevin grabs Angel’s arm “how about you sweetie? Do you want to party with an older gentleman?”

Angel could smell the alcohol on him and could tell her father was drunk.

Clair pulls his hand off Angel “she doesn’t want to party either, so buzz off.” Clair was holding his hand.

“You heard my girlfriend, back off.” Rachel had spotted the trouble going on between Kevin and Clair. She had run into several other women from the club, so they were backing her up.

Kevin notices all the women facing him. He knew this motorcycle group were composed of lesbians and bi-sexual. He also knew that they looked out for one another and that he didn’t see any of his friends from his motorcycle gang around.

“No problems ladies.” Kevin backs off and heads over towards another lady to bother her.

“You okay Clair and Angel?” Rachel was concern about her lover and Angel.

“Yes ma’am.” Angel watches her drunken father and wonders what her mother ever saw in him.

“Thanks sweetie.” Clair wraps her arms around Rachel and plants a kiss on her lips.

Angel just smiles as she watches his bodyguards make out.

“Alright you two.” D.A. and Angie had been walking by and saw the commotion and headed over to see what was going on.

“Moms.” Angel walks over towards both his mothers and feel D.A. wrap her arm around her petite waist.

“Come on ladies, the beer is on me.” D.A. looks at all her people gather around her and Angie takes them to their favorite bar to drink. She and Angie keep Angel near them.

Angie and D.A. let’s Angel have one beer with the group. They know they were breaking the law, but they wanted Angel to fit in with everyone and not feel left out.

Angel only took a few sips of the beer. She didn’t like the taste and drunk water afterwards.

Everyone sticks around drinking and having fun. D.A. and Angie leave to take Angel around and introduce her to some of their friends. They let an artist draw a picture of Angel and took a picture with D.A. and Angie. D.A. was going to have a group picture taken later of ever member together. Angel spends the day just having fun. D.A. gave her some money and allowed him to buy her some items for herself.

Big Tony had gotten a phone call from D.A. from the Sirens MC and wanted to talk. She didn’t say what the meeting was about, but she wanted it to be just him and his vice and her and her vice. The meeting was going to take place outside of Sturgis.

When Big Tony and his Vice shows-up at the meeting place. He notices D.A. and Her second/ wife was waiting for them. He knew D.A. from her days with another MC and her wife as well. Whatever they wanted to talk to him about must be important if they didn’t want anyone else around.

“Tony, it’s good to see you again.” D.A. walks over and gives him a hug.

She looks towards Tony’s second “Gary, it’s good to see you as well. “

“Ya, it’s been to long Gary.” Angie walks over towards Gary. He was a close friend of her older brother.

“It’s good to see you as well Angie. I heard you and D.A. got married a few years back when it became legal in your home state.”

“Yep, I finally made her make it right after staying by her side for years.” Angie looks towards D.A. with love in her eyes. She has always loved her.

“I’m happy for you Angie.” Gary knew about their marriage a few years ago.

“So why did you ask to meet with me D.A.?” Tony wanted to know why out here.

“We have a problem with one of your newest members. A Kevin Stevens. He tried to kill his son for being different. He is also responsible for the murder of his wife as well.” D.A. stood there watching Tony.

“Are you sure about that D.A.? He said he sent his son to his wife’s sister.”

“Yes, I’m sure about his son. We found him stumbling along the side of the road beat all to hell. He tried to kill him again just a few days ago at a truck stop that Brenda stopped at. Your man needs to be put down Tony. Do you want your MC to be known harboring a child killer?” D.A knows she wouldn’t want her MC to be known like that.

“Do you have proof of what you’re saying D.A.? It’s not that I don’t believe you, but he’s says he sent his son to his aunt’s house and your saying he tried to kill him.” Tony wanted to believe D.A., but Kevin was bringing in some serious cash for the MC.

“Actually, I do have proof to show you. Your man tried to kill his son, because he is transgender.” D.A. pulls her phone out and shows Tony the pictures they took of the injuries done to Angel and then the needle sticking out of his arm and the needle itself.

“Now, do you believe me? Your sorry excuse of a man and father did this to a boy who couldn’t fight back. All he wanted to do was be himself.
Are you going to help this girl get justice? Would you want one of your own children to go through this?” D.A. hopes she can get Tony on her side.

Tony looks through the pictures again of the injuries done to Angel. He had no problem of a child being themselves, but he doesn’t tolerate child abuse. He notices some of the pictures of Kevin’s son dress as a girl and he couldn’t believe how cute he looked. He made a cute girl.

“Where’s the child now?” Tony hands D.A. back her phone.

“He’s with members of my MC right now. Me and Angie are going to adopt him as our own daughter. It’s what she wants and we have fallen in love with her.” D.A has already gotten the paperwork going with her law office.

“So, what do you want me to do with him?” Tony are ready knew what he wants to do with him.

“Well, since he is a member of your MC. I figure you might want to handle this in house. There is one more thing Tony. His motorcycle belongs to his son. I am asking it to be returned to her.” D.A. wants what belongs to Angel, returned to Angel.

“It will be handled in house D.A. I promise you that. I’ll make sure he pays for what he has done towards his son. Plus, I’ll make sure his motorcycle is returned to you so you can give it to your daughter.” Tony couldn’t say son. Not with the way the child looked.

“Thanks Tony.” D.A. walks back over to her motorcycle and mounts it.

All four bikers head back to Sturgis. Tony was going to deal with Kevin and return his motorcycle to D.A.

D.A. and Angie head back to meet up with her daughter and her MC. She’ll give Tony a chance to deal with Kevin like he promised.
Angel was with Clair and Rachel today. She had been told her mothers had some business to attend to this morning so rode with Rachel on her motorcycle. It was their second day here at Sturgis, and was having a blast. Some of the women enter the tattoo contest. Rachel and Clair took her to several concerts that were going on at the Iron Horse Saloon.

For lunch, she tried several foods and tried one of Clair’s hot wings. She almost choked on it because it was too hot. Clair and Rachel had a laugh at her expense, but it was okay for her. Angel didn’t mind, but she knew not to do that again.

By that afternoon, D.A. and Angie meet up with them and they have fun at one of the other saloons. D.A. teaches Angel how to shoot pool. Later D.A. introduces Angel to some more friends of hers and they let her sit on their custom-built motorcycle. Angel couldn’t believe how the motorcycle looked. The paint job, the styling. She had never seen anything like it.

D.A. shows Angel some antique motorcycles at the museum. By the evening they attend another concert and get together with several other people and have fun.

Kevin has been having a blast here at Sturgis lately. He has been making drug contacts with several bikers that could extend his reach. He met several women and had fun with them. This was the type of life he missed and enjoy. He didn’t like being tied down with a sissy son and a wife who loved their child more than him and was smarter then him. His wife wasn’t into the S&M games like some of the women he met here were this week.

Kevin was sitting back counting his money from a few sales he had made this week. He takes a huge swig from his beer and was putting away his cash, when his friend Tucker comes walking over to him.

“Kevin, if I was you. I would hit the road now, man. You’re in deep shit with Tony. He has all the members looking for you.” Tucker had heard from the sergeant of arms that all members were to bring Kevin/Cutter to him right away. He didn’t say why, so he did some digging and found out that Tony met with the Sirens MC Leader yesterday. He had a feeling that it might have something to do with that situation with Kevin’s sissy son.

“Why, is it that serious?” Kevin couldn’t figure out why their leader would want to talk with him. He was doing his job by paying his dues from the drug sells.

“He didn’t say Kevin, but all I do know. He wants you brought to him right away. All members were told to bring you to him, no matter what.”
Tucker was jeopardizing his membership in the MC by informing Kevin.

Kevin stands up and walks back and forth thinking. Why would Tony want him brought to him?

He looks over towards his friend “does anyone else know I’m here?”

“No, only I do. However, if I was you I would get away as soon as possible. All I know, is Tony met with the leader of the Sirens MC yesterday morning. What did you do to that MC?” Tucker had a feeling, but wasn’t sure.

“Nothing…” Then he stops and looks towards Tucker.

“WHY THAT LITTLE SISSY.” Kevin was feeling a murderous rage as he remembers that his sissy son got away from him at the gas station. He remembers an older woman looking into the bathroom, through the pain filled hazed he had been in.

“My SISSY son must be among that MC. I remember seeing an older looking woman that looked through the door of the men’s bathroom that day. I had tried to give my son an overdose.” Kevin figures if he could find the woman, he could find his sissy ass son.

“Well if your son is still alive after that dose you gave him. Then you need to get out of here now.” Tucker just figures he needs to get Cutter out of here now, before any of his brothers find him.

“I’m not going anywhere till my sissy ass son is dead. If he is alive, I won’t be able to stay in business or avoid any of our brothers.” Kevin needed to find his son and kill him once and for all.

“Well, I do know they are staying at the Rush No More Rv park and campground. If you can get there, you can take care of your son if he is with them.” Tucker knew that the Sirens normally camped there.

“Thanks Tucker. I’ll be ending my son’s life tonight.” Kevin pulls his gun out and checks it.

“Any time bro. Just don’t be seen and make sure he is dead this time. If you don’t you’ll be hunted by the MC and the Sirens.” Tucker walks away and back towards his motorcycle.

Kevin mounts his motorcycle and heads towards the campground. He knew a back way into it that cut through the woods surrounding the campground. Kevin was going to end his son tonight. He was going to kill his son or take his own life.

Angel was tired and happy. She had fun with both her mothers and her Aunts today. They had ridden to Deadwood and toured the place. She saw where Wild Bill Hickok and Martha Jane Canary (a.k.a. Calamity Jane) were buried. She had so much fun visiting historical places. Deadwood was the first place she had ever visited.

They were heading back towards the campground and were going to cookout tonight. Her mothers had talked about having food at the campground saloon, but decided on cooking at the RV’s. She wanted to help with everything. So, when they arrived back at the Rv. Angel headed to Brenda to see what she could do to help. Angel helped Brenda get things together to prepare for dinner tonight. She helped with setting up the meal and watching the grill.

Kevin found a position where he could see everything going on where the Sirens had parked their Rv’s and watched as they came back. He had spotted his son dressed as a girl. He saw his son riding with the Vice-President of the Sirens. His son had his arms wrapped around the woman’s waist. Kevin watched as his sissy son went about acting as a girl setting the picnic tables, helping the other ladies prepare food and grilling. He just had to wait for the perfect time to strike at his son.

“Mom, can I go and get a twig to roast marshmallows?” Angel looks towards both his mothers.

“Go ahead sweetie. Why don’t you get enough for everyone?” D.A. didn’t mind letting Angel go into the woods near the Rvs by herself.
Angel heads into the woods near the Rvs looking for small tree branches they could use to roast marshmallows on. She had found a few that were perfect. She already collected a few branches.

Kevin saw his opportunity. He had watched his son come into the woods and was collecting twigs and such. He notices his son had a handful already. He waits till Angel gets a little deeper, before stepping out from his hiding spot.

Angel was bending over picking up a twig when she saw her father step from behind a tree. She froze staring at him. She drops all the twigs she had collected so far.

“Looks like you managed to survive the overdose I tried to kill you with. Why couldn’t you had died? I have tried to kill you twice already. I was trying to send your sissy ass to your beloved mother. I should had hit her harder when I found out she was carrying a sissy like you.” Kevin felt nothing but disgusted with his son.

Tears were sliding down his cheeks as the words from his father hurt him. How could his father say such things to him?

“How can you be so mean to me? All I ever wanted was to be myself. Mom knew it and didn’t have a problem with it. Why do you?” Angel felt his tears sliding down his cheeks.

“Because you’re a boy and you should be dressing and acting as a boy does. You’re not a girl. You should stop dressing up as a girl.” Kevin was reaching behind his back to grab his gun.

“I’m a girl. I never wanted to be a boy. I hate how I was born.” Angel clears the tears from his eyes.

“Well, I can solve your problems.” As Kevin points his gun at his son.

Angel didn’t know what he was going to do.

The next thing Angel hears is the sound of a gunshot and something wet hitting his face, as his father drops to the ground in front of him.

“It’s alright Angel.” D.A comes walking out of the woods towards her daughter. She had her gun in her hands

Angel turns around and notice D.A. walking towards her. She notice her mother had her gun in her hand. She runs towards her and wrap her arms around her and start crying.

D.A. tucks her gun back in her holster behind her back and picks Angel up and holds her tight to her body. She had gotten worried and had gone looking for Angel. When D.A. heard voices, she followed them and knew Angel was in trouble. As she got closer, she saw Angel’s father pointing a gun at her little girl. D.A. had taken out her gun she kept concealed on her and shot him. She wasn’t going to let Angel’s father hurt her little girl again.

Several people had heard the gunshot and came running into the woods. What they saw when they arrived was a dead biker laying face first on the ground and a blonde hair woman holding a crying ten-year-old girl in her arms.

Several women from The Sirens MC walk up to stand beside D.A. and Angel. They just stared down at the man lying face first on the ground and listening to Angel cry against her mother's chest.

Several Weeks Later:

Angel stood looking at the gravestone of her birth mother with D.A. and Angie by her side. She had on a green dress that matched her eyes and white tights. Her shoes matched the color of her dress and she had her hair styled and pulled back into a ponytail. Her fingernails had been painted a light green color and had tiny butterflies painted on them. Angel still wore the Angel necklace that Rachel had put on her the day they had found her.

D.A.’s law firm had tracked down where her mother was buried at and D.A. and Angie had paid for a headstone for her grave.

“Momma, daddy has been brought to justice for what he did to me and you. I hope you don’t mind that I have a new family now. Both my new mothers are kind and loving. They both love me for me and are helping me to become a young lady you will be proud of.” Tears stream down
Angel’s face as she stands there talking to her mother.

Angie and D.A. rest their hands-on Angel’s shoulder.

“Mrs. Stevens, we promise to make you proud of your daughter and protect her so she never has to go through what she has gone through ever again.” Angie places some flowers in a vase on the grave.

D.A. kneels to look at the headstone. She runs her fingers over the inscription she had inscribed on it.

“The Mother of an Angel, now has become an Angel herself to watch over the one she gave life too.”

“I promise to look after your Angel and raise her to be a young lady you will be proud of.” D.A. stands up after placing flowers in another vase on the other side of the headstone.

“Let’s go home, Angel.”

D.A. and Angie both hold Angel’s hand as they walk back to their car to make the long drive back home.