I'm not afraid to break the rules to get a job done. No I don't always go by the book, but then that's how I was raised. I'm definitely not a morning person so dad usually makes sure I have the afternoon shift. I can be downright surly sometimes especially if I'm having a bad day. I grew up a tomboy and I loved the freedom of riding the backwoods on my four wheeler. I don't take crap from anybody. And if anyone messes with my baby brother there going to get their eyes scratched out.

[smear:#e63619]Positive Traits:[/smear:#19e6da:0]
1)Protective: Inclined to safeguard, shield, or carefully supervise the persons or items in one's charge.
2)Adventurous: Willing to try new experiences and take risks.
3)Spontaneous: Enjoying what naturally occurs; given to acting on healthy impulses.
4)Courageous: Possessing the mental or moral resilience to face opposition, danger, or difficulties despite one's fear.
5)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.
6)Spunky: An inclination toward liveliness and high energy.

[smear:#19e6da]Negative Traits:[/smear:#e63619:0]
1)Reckless: Marked by a lack of proper caution; being careless of consequences.
2)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
3)Verbose: Wordy; inclined to say more than is needed.
4)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
5)Mischievous: Maliciously or impishly troublesome.
6)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought.

I was born in Washington California. Grew up my whole life here. I love it especially after going to UCLA for college. Couldn't wait to get back to the quiet life. I grew up running through the woods and riding my four wheeler through them, so I know these backwoods like the back of my hand. They were my playground as a child. I learned to swim in the Yuba river. There's nothing better for a thrill than jumping off a twenty foot cliff into the river.

I guess you could say my ancestors date back to the origins of Washington. My great great grandfather or was it three great not for sure was the first sheriff, and it's stayed in the family. So it's definitely in my blood. Though what I wouldn't give to go back in time to the wild wild west and live it myself. Back when the law was how you made it. There wasn't as many rules and regulations back in the day. I'd say my ancestors had it made.

At one time this place was crawling with Morgan's by blood. Now it's down to my dad, my little brother and me. My dad has two little brothers, but when they left Washington for college they got a taste of city life and only visit maybe once a year or so. Now my mom's brother we only see if we go up in the mountains to visit him. After mom died he stayed up in the mountains and hasn't been back down. Once a month my brother and I take supplies up to him, but rarely ever see him. He and my mom were high mountain rangers growing up. It was only by chance that she met up with my dad back in the day. Anyhow she was killed on a routine rescue operation when I was a kid. For some reason my uncle blames himself and dad says he hides up there as a punishment to himself. Though dad doesn't blame him nor do my brother and I. She died doing what she loved doing.

I was only around seven when she did die. So I grew up without the feminine perspective. There weren't many other girls around for that matter either. I was usually the only girl at the one room school house here. It wasn't till I went to high school in the neighboring town that I was around girls. Needless to say I stayed friends with the boys from Washington that I grew up with. Girls were all drama in my opinion. After one episode with a girl I had sorta become friends with that was it.

Oh and the part about growing up without a mother or even any aunts. The only awkward time was when I started my period for the first time. Dad turned bright red and got one of his girlfriends to explain it to me. It's never been brought up again.

I lost my virginity to the boy next door when I was sixteen. Growing up in the small town we did no one told us back then about contraceptives. So needless to say I got pregnant. No dad was not a happy camper when I finally told him. After his blow up the boy next door disappeared in middle of the night with his family. Guess they took it literally with dad yelling that he was going to castrate him. After a few arguments with dad and me say I was going to keep the child he gave in. Unfortunately I lost the baby in my second month of pregnancy. Even then dad got his girlfriend to explain the birds and bees to me and how to use contraceptives. It was Janine who took me to the Dr and got me on birth control as well as buying the other stuff for me.

I graduated and headed off to UCLA. Boy was I lost never having been out of Washington really. I'd been to a few big towns as we called them in Nevada county, but I wasn't prepared for LA. Dad didn't allow me to take my pickup with me saying I'd probably get in a wreck or something while I was there. So dad and Jake dropped me off and only came to pick me up to bring me back home for the holidays.

I had my share of fun while I was there studying Criminal justice. It's where I experimented with the same sex which happened to be my roommate Colette. It was fun, but I definitely enjoyed men more. I didn't sleep around that much either, but there were a few guys during those four years there. Since coming back home it's just been with a few of my friends who know it's just for fun. No strings attached and they can't get pissy with one another. One of these days I'll find the man who can tame me, but for now well I'll keep having fun.

It's pointless to say I love my job. Everyone that knows me knows that I do. What can I say it's in my blood. I do what it takes to get the job done even if I have to break the rules to do it. In the end justice is justice. At the end of town there's a family whose been here a few years now that were regularly getting called out to their place. It's more or less a junkyard. The older two have been in and out of prison over the years so we monitor them quite a bit. The younger two were in and out of juvie growing up, but never got sent to prison. There the Overholser family. Grant, Tony, Abe and Sam. The youngest one Sam used to be a man, but had a sex change to a girl somewhere along the way.

Anyhow most of them are wanted in some way or another so to look a blind eye at them they pay a price to us to stay here. Like I said we break the rules and don't bat an eye. As long as they pay the price we don't bring them in. Though we do make them tow the line somewhat especially with the citizens of Washington. What they do to break the law doesn't involve them. My brother Jake takes most of the calls, and is gone for quite awhile. I'm beginning to wonder if he has something going on with Sam. That I don't want to know for sure. Especially if it's not Sam that he takes the calls for.

A man came into town around the beginning of summer and bought up the business that were for sale here. Along with the big blue house that I've always liked. A city slicker from New York. We held him for awhile detaining him, but he turned out legit and every buy was legal so we had to let him go. Who he was working for was anonymous, but the hotel is now deeded to Woodson Moretti. Yes I did a background check on him finding out he belonged to a Sons of Anarchy charter from New York. There was nothing really tagged on him, but oh man was he hot. I had butterflies in my stomach after seeing a picture of him. Now I can't wait to see the real him and hope I don't make a fool of myself in front of him.

The general store though was deeded to a Jedidiah Mackenzie and Candice Thomas. Now that did raise red flags. Considering he was married to a dead woman by the name of Candice Thomas. After some more digging I found she was related to the late Mercedes Thomas Vanderbilt. The mayor of New York's wife who was recently murdered, and there was a warrant out for the arrest of a young girl called Marissa. Who there was nothing in the database about. Seemed like she had come from nowhere. The girl was supposedly last seen in Charming California. I made some phone calls and found out that Woodson Moretti as well as Jedidiah and Candice Mackenzie were in Charming right at this moment.

It was easy to find out who the anonymous buyer was. Since the big city lawyer was a cousin to the Thomas family. Thorn Thomas who was in Charming as well. He was a son of Anarchy as well so that was probably how Woodson Moretti tied into all of this as well. I couldn't wait for them to roll into town so I could unravel this mystery as well as to meet this god Woodson Moretti in person. Dad had plans for the Thomas family already having a warrant for Thorn's arrest as soon as he set foot in Washington.

Well that mystery unraveled and raveled again. Things were changing constantly. After an attack on the sons I had my hands on a lot of pieces to different puzzles. How they were all linked together I didn't know yet, but I was trying to find the link. I knew more about the sons here and stuff they probably didn't even know about one another or themselves. Nothing is good at all!

I started up a relationship with Woody Moretti having spent a lot of nights with him so far. I am more than enjoying the hot god! I think the sons, even Tig are starting to grow on dad. No he doesn't like everything about them, but he's realizing their all about family. Which he is definitely big on.