In her youth Malisser was in a biker gang. She was wild and loved doing anything that would be consided illegal. The gang was her family and they looked after one another. When she fell pregnant she was kind of at a loss, she wanted her son to have a good life, but knew the gang just wasn't a safe place to raise a baby. Her husband, another gang member told her that when their child grew older they would re join the gang together. With a little help they managed to get a nice sized house, and her husband got a job as a fire fighter.

After years the gang itself had slowly died out, with more members getting familys and wanting to settal down. Malisser's son grew up and started a family of his own, but only ever seemed to talk to her when he wanted something. Once her husband died at 88 she was placed in a nursing home, while she's old, she doesn't belong in there, but being unable to work anymore and no one in the family willing to house her, she has no choice. Her grandson Ryan vistist her all most everyday, and has even promised her that when he moves out of home he's going to take her with him, she loves her grandson.