S3+/AU, Ensemble pairings. Noelle Morrow left Charming at the tender age of seventeen in order to assist with rescuing and returning Abel back home where he belongs, and now that she has completed her quest, she made a solemn vow to herself that she would never fall in love with any of the bikers, but what happens when one of the brave and sexy as hell Sons in their cuts come riding through Charming? Will Noelle be able to let down her guard and find love in the most unexpected of people? Elle knows that she can't continue to keep the secrets from SAMCRO and her parents know her ultimate one, but will she be willing to share with another once they admit their love for each other? [CURRENTLY IN PROGRESS]

Title: Chasing My Life's Dream
Author: Court (BookwormDreamer1990)
Disclaimer: I will never take any credit for anything but this story and any original character that I create.
Show/Movie/Book: SOA (Sons of Anarchy)
Pairings/Couples: AU, Clemma (Clay M./Gemma T.), Jara (Jax T./Tara T.)
Rating: M (Mature)
Summary: S3/AU, Ensemble pairings. Noelle Morrow left Charming at the tender age of seventeen in order to assist with rescuing and returning Abel back home where he belongs, and now that she has completed her quest, she made a solemn vow to herself that she would never fall in love with any of the bikers, but what happens when one of the brave and sexy as hell Sons in their cuts come riding through Charming? Will Noelle be able to let down her guard and find love in the most unexpected of people? Elle knows that she can't continue to keep the secrets from SAMCRO and her parents know her ultimate one, but will she be willing to share with another once they admit their love for each other? [CURRENTLY IN PROGRESS]
Author's Notes: I was sort of persuaded after reading various SOA fanfics to attempt and try my hand at writing my own AU story, Chasing My Life's Dream. This story is based on the English cover of Masayume's Chasing, and possibly Avicii's Hey Brother (Extended). I refuse to spoil the details and will let you read; Listen to the songs on YouTube to understand where she will be coming from! XOXO

Chapter One - Charming, CA, Morrow Home, September 20, 2010

I'll chase my dream…the race has begun, but in this forest where do I run? A crystal-clear spring challenges me, reflecting back a broken smile. I gathered up the tears I cried, they couldn't win me silver or gold. How many more tears must I cry…before I'm blessed by the heavens?

Noelle Trinity Morrow, nineteen years old and biological daughter to Clay and Gemma Teller Morrow, she could be seen standing in her home's kitchen wearing a pair of knee-high black socks before she had tugged on a pair of thigh-high black boots that had a wide heel but were also four inches off the ground. The boots she had laced up tightly before tying them off in a nice bow; across each of her knees were two straps that she had buckled down. Her long, lean legs were mostly exposed save for the jean shorts that covered her ass and the cut-off tank exposing an inch of her flat stomach where her tattoo of a heart with an arrow through it and the abbreviation in capital letters said 'SAMCRO' could be seen peeking out from beneath it. She did have another tattoo done on her seventeenth birthday that would most likely be added upon or changed, but currently it was a sparrow with her birthdate and her parents' names on either wing; the sparrow tattoo was located on her right bicep and anytime she looked at I she would smile. Her long brunette hair was pulled up high into a ponytail and even as she continued to bustle around getting breakfast ready for the various club members, she sighed slipping a cigarette in between her pink lips that had yet to be kissed. Noelle lit her cig with the lighter she found lying around and set the long table for seventeen. As soon as she set down the final place setting and adjusted the silverware, a smile crept onto her face as she heard the rumble of car engines and the motorcycles humming before they turned off outside of her home. Holding the cigarette between her index and middle fingers on her right hand, she opened the door smirking at her father. "Please don't make me turn into a brain ninja Daddy." She finally saw him smirk in return at her before striding over to her easily picking her up and twirling her around and set her back down. Wearily smiling, Clay easily picked up his daughter Noelle swinging her around easily before setting her down on her feet once more, "Noelle! How is my baby girl? You know what, I don't even want to know." Elle smiled and told him, "Come inside and you'll see what I spent all morning preparing for you guys. Here, Jax... Do you want the rest of this?" Jax chuckled taking the half-smoked cigarette from his stepsister before continuing to smoke what she handed him. While he always found it odd to have both a stepsister as well as a half-sister in Ireland, he was thankful to have siblings to lean on. Noelle was someone he had known since she was born nineteen years ago, and he was amazed by how beautiful she was since his mom avoid all types of drugs, and he could only hope she would as well. "So…food is in the kitchen…buffet style of course...I'd like to wait until everyone if here to eat if that is okay?" She asked looking at her father slightly unsure about what she was saying even though she had known these men for years. Somehow, she managed to feel more confident when she felt her father's hands on her shoulders and Jax smiling at her. "'Hey there darlin'... I realize I'm probably not who you expected but..." Gazing at the man whose head just almost touched the ceiling, her hand came up to cover her mouth as tears slid their way down her face and biting her lower lip, she could feel her cheeks begin getting warm.

"Yeah, well I mean I'd hope so dork... The only time I left was to go with the club to find Abel." Harry 'Opie' Winston smiled softly before following her inside the kitchen wrapping an arm around her exposed stomach pulling her back against his chest. He definitely wasn't about to take advantage of her considering the way he was standing inside of his President's home, and with her being the Princess of their Club... was it so wrong that he felt the way he did about her and that he always wanted to protect her until the end of time? His whore of an ex-wife actually had the nerve to keep his children from him and while he tried fighting the system, it seemed there was no way around it at the moment. "Noelle, I am going to speak to Clay and Gemma because I can't seem to stay away from you any longer. Donna was a bitch that I never should have married, and had you been around you would have always been my first and only choice in this crazy thing called life. I've been chasing after something and I believe it was you." Noelle couldn't help but well up with tears at hearing what Opie was saying, and wiggling so she turned in his arms she moved his hand, so their fingers were laced together, and she leaned up kissing his cheek. "You obviously heard what he said to me, Momma and Dad... You've known him longer than I have, but would you allow us to be together?" Gemma looked at Clay thoughtfully before answering the two of them knowing her daughter was stubborn and loved fiercely as she did. "Noelle, you may start out with supervised visits until your twenty-first birthday, until we can trust you or until you are married. We don't wish to see you hurt emotionally, physically or verbally, am I clear Ope?" Noelle giggled when he tapped his knife against the side of his glass, "Clear as crystal Mom."

Later...

Noelle giggled when he did that, and she sat down in her chair beside her father, across from her mother who was beside Jax and Opie was beside her. Everyone was quietly eating for the most part and she gathered the dishes when they were finished to rise and wash them before letting them air dry in the silver rack on top of the soft gray towel on the marble countertop. Feeling Ope's hands resting on her hips, she smiled turning around as he lifted her onto a dry spot, "So, now that you've managed to snag me...would you like to come with me in a little bit to see what I like to occupy my time with when you guys are doing club shit?" A smirk made its way onto her face once more before he smiled kissing her cheek helping her down, and watched as she bent down to retrieve a case of beer from the fridge; never one to leave a woman struggling, Opie took the twelve-pack from her full of glass bottles carrying it to the room where they had just eaten brunch, setting it down on the table. Meanwhile, Elle grabbed the pecan pie she spent a few days preparing and most of the morning baking out of the fridge. She brought twelve plates and forks along with a knife to cut into the pie "Dad, would you do the honors?"

Smiling at the rest of his MC that over the years had become like family to him, Clayton 'Clay' Morrow nodded before slicing into the pie and served each of the people there a piece. He noticed Noelle with Opie and was thankful they had the sense to speak with Gemma and he first because while he had trust in Opie, he really didn't know if he could have handled them going around behind his back together. Noelle was currently sitting sideways across his lap as Opie fed the pieces of her slice of pecan pie which was any reason to smile, and when she was finished, he chuckled kissing away the sticky Molasses crumbs that were stuck to the outside of her lips. She played with the key hanging around her neck and desperately wanted to show him one of her secret passions but would have to wait until she could get up to show him. He felt her getting anxious, so Opie let her stand up and walk with her to a closet on the other side of the living room. "Noelle... Why did we come over here? I'm thoroughly confused..." Noelle simply smirked before tugging off, her key to open the closet where a few key items were hanging up; she attached the weapons belt around her waist before slipping the various throwing knives and syringes of her relaxation serum into it. Her nails she quickly coated with a red poisonous color, and after they dried, she tugged on white elbow-length gloves that could be removed if she needed to; grabbing her quiver of true-shot arrows she pulled it over her head. Her cupid's bow arrow she held watching as it became small enough for her to kiss because while she refused to reveal how it came off her lips now, she would eventually tell Opie. She had a white cloak which she pulled around her shoulders and clasped it closed across her left clavicle before slowly and intentionally pulling her matching hood up over her head. Opie smiled and followed her after she locked up her closet walking out of the front door towards a bike that didn't belong to any of them, but while it still was black, he figured it had to be hers. "Opie, you can either follow me on your own bike or sit behind me," as she straddled her bike, she started it up smirking more than smiling. Most of the guys were used to her on a bike by now, but when she first got it at sixteen her parents were adamant one of the MC had to be with her.

I'll finally leave this place behind… Cause I'll never be lonely with you by my side, the scent of flowers fills the air. We're heading straight for our future! Say goodbye, I'm changing, changing into a new me till I'm the greatest I can be. Cause I am changing, changing, I found my smile… yes, my hearts on fire I'll keep reaching out to the skies?

Author's Note: This is my first time writing an SOA fanfic, so I would appreciate reviews telling me how amazing or terrible I did (pretty sure it was terrible xD).