I'm an independent woman who likes to do things my way, but I can compromise when the need arises. I learned early not to let my brothers ride herd over me. They still like to try and control my life, but I can keep secrets from them. I kept who my son's father was a secret for thirty-two years.

[smear:#e64219]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e619a4:0]
1)Nature-Focused: Preferring natural resources over artificial ones; being strongly attuned to nature.
2)Wholesome: Being of high moral fiber; having a good influence on others.
3)Whimsical: Fancifully spontaneous; giving in to humorous or imaginative impulsiveness.
4)Adventurous: Willing to try new experiences and take risks.
5)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
6)Sentimental: Being strongly influenced by feelings or emotional sentiment.

[smear:#e619a4]Negative Traits:[/smear:#e64219:0]
1)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
2)Temperamental: Marked by unpredictable changes in mood.
3)Vindictive: Daydreaming about ways to make the other party pay.
4)Mischievous: Getting oneself and others into frequent trouble.
5)Pessimistic: Inclined to focus on the negative and expect the worst possible outcome.
6)Resentful: Reliving the past; picking at old wounds.

I was the youngest child born to John Jacob Astor something number and my mother. My sister Betsey was sixteen when I was born and already starting a family by the time she was nineteen when I was three. Which my parents disowned her. John Jacob still talked to her though, and he'd take me with him when he'd go to visit her. All of my brothers come to find out would sneak over to visit Betsey defying our parents.

Even at a young age I remember Betsey helping me hold Mercedes and Thorn when they were babies. I loved when I'd get to go visit her and I was told it was hush hush to never tell mommy and daddy cause we wouldn't be able to see Betsey and the babies anymore. I didn't understand why, but I never told. When I was old enough I did understand why, and I didn't like it. Though my parents by the time I was seven had started to notice their grandchildren. They were still standoffish to Betsey, but they loved Mercedes and Thorn who they spoiled. Thorn never took to being petty and wanting things he couldn't have like Mercedes did though. She just wanted more and more.

I grew up in the big house with my six older brothers. John Jacob soon married Elizabeth and they started having kids as well. So the house was a little more livelier with babies in it. Us youngest ones were only allowed to play in the designated playroom though so as not to mess up the rest of the mansion. God forbit if it had one speck of dust in it. I know my parents loved us in their own way, but they didn't show it.

I grew up and headed off to college. There I met the man of my dreams or I thought he was. Morris Delancey. I fell head over heels for him. We dated all through freshman year, and starting into our second year I realized I was pregnant. I never got a chance to tell Morris though. A maid had found the pregnancy test I took in my trash and showed it to my parents. Before I knew it my phone was taken away and I was hid away in a nunnery till I had my baby. They told me I had to give him up for adoption that I couldn't keep him out of wedlock. I put my foot down though refusing to give up my baby boy. I went home with him right during a family dinner and walked in. I stood my ground and told my parents that Blaine was mine. I would not give him up, and if I had to leave to do so then I would.

Damn my brother's were pissed. Not at me, but at my parents. They'd been asking about me for months, but my parents wouldn't tell them anything, but that I was away with friends. Coming to find out I'd been locked up in a nunnery to hide my pregnancy they weren't happy at all. My father finally gave in though saying that in the public's eye the baby would be John Jacob's and Elizabeth's child though. I hated that, but to keep my son I would do anything.

My brothers helped me raise Blaine though spoiling him when they could as they did their own sons. John Jacob and Elizabeth made sure at a young age that Blaine knew I was his mother that they weren't his real parents, but people had to think that. It was confusing for him, but he lived with it. He'd crawl into bed with me at night when he was a little boy and I would tell him stories till he fell asleep cuddled into me or I'd sing him lullabies. Whatever he asked for that night. When he grew out of that I was heartbroken, but he grew to be a fine young man. Starting his own lawyer practice without using the Astor name as backing. He worked his way though college instead of using his trust fund or family money.

Five years ago I met a man named Madog Shane in Reno Nevada when I was there for a charity even for Child Protective services. Which I'm the president of the charity. I work hard in my charities especially for the underprivileged children. Though anyway I met him at a charity event, and we've been seeing each other ever since. I make a trip to Reno as often as I can without making my brother's suspicious. We've gone out on double dates with his brother Micah and his sister in Law Jennie. Though we never have with his sister Marcia who I met him though. I've wondered about it, but were always busy doing other stuff when were together that I never think to ask him about it.

My sister Betsey died in a car accident with her husband and youngest child Candy when Blaine was twelve same age as Candy. That was a real horrible time in my life going through losing Betsey and Candy on top of it. My son was devastated for years after that. Then a couple of weeks ago I got a call from Thorn who had taken off for unknown places after his parents and Candy died to grieve on his own, saying that Candy was alive. What she had been through was horrific though. I found out I had a great niece through Betsey's daughter Mercedes as well. Now I'm in a little town called Washington California to meet them.

Oh and I better not forget about the phone call from Thorn and Blaine a few days ago asking if I knew a Morris Delancey. I had frozen hearing them ask about that name. Seems Morris had a son named Logan who him and Blaine look an awful lot alike. So I had to go and tell Morris he had a 32 year old son that he never knew about. So we flew out to California together along with some Son's of Anarchy who were transferring to the new Charter in Washington.; So my son finally knows who his father is now. After thirty two years. My brother's know now, but they haven't made any trouble about it yet.

Oh and to top it all off I found out Madog is a Son of Anarchy when he showed up to Washington California with his charter. Needless to say it only made me love him more and I drug him off to my room to break the bed! My brothers weren't there for that, but Thorn was. He sure didn't tell my brothers either. They found out about Madog shortly after that and challenged him to a fight. Which pissed me off and I didn't talk to any of them for a few days.

My nephew Thorn has added to the family quite a bit in just a couple of days with his kids literally left on the doorstep for him. Four year old boy and girl twins and 2 month old twins a boy and a girl. There so adorable and they are the spitting image of Thorn and Mercedes which I hate to say they look like her too. He has a twenty-one year old daughter that I already knew, but didn't know she was Thorn's daughter. A hit and run almost took Thorn's life, but he survived much to my relief. He's had three more children show up since then. A teenage boy and his younger sisters who are thirteen as well as twins.

I got me a house here in Washington to stay. I can still make trips back and forth to New York or wherever I need to go. Madog stays with me quite a bit. I babysit when needed to for Candy who adopted the older siblings of Thorn's four year old twins. As well as Thorn's kids if needed. I love my new life, and my son is now a prospect for the club. My brothers were all patched over to the Sons as they had been 69'ers in New York.