AN: I don't own Sons of Anarchy which belongs to Kurt Sutter, however, I do own Nora. I though of this as I watched Tuesday's episode of SOA and decided to do a one shot. It contains some spoilers but it's only the first part of this story and it's for a small part of the episode so if you don't mind then go ahead and read. However, if you don't want to know what happened since you haven't seen it and don't want to know what happened even though it's the tiniest bit of spoilers for the end of the episode then I suggest you don't read or skip the first part of it.
Jax walked into Colette's "escort" service, although it was more of a brothel since it was located in her own home.
"She's upstairs," one of the girls working there said as she spotted Jax looking around, before paying attention to the guy sitting on the couch in front of her.
Jax made his way up the stairs and towards Colette's room. He had promised to check up on her later in the day, when they were outside the deli that Barosky owned after it had been shot up.
He was about to walk in, when he heard moaning coming from inside her room.
He decided to walk away, since he wasn't going to see her and was halfway to the top of the stairs when he heard a familiar voice.
His eyebrows furrowed as he turned around and stood outside her room. He stood outside for a couple of seconds when he heard the voice again.
Jax slowly opened the door where he saw Colette riding Charles Barosky, who was sitting on the recliner holding onto Colette's hips.
Jax felt his blood boil and went to close the door, when he caught Barosky's stare, who smiled at him before looking back at Colette, who had her head thrown back as she continued to ride Barosky.
Jax closed the door and walked towards the top of the stairs, wanting to get as far away from that place.
Nora couldn't believe the nerve on that guy, as she walked home.
She had gone on a date with a guy, Eric, who she had met through a friend. The date had started out normal but then he wanted to take things further than what she was willing. When she had refused he brought up the fact that she lived at a brothel and how he was sure she worked there as well.
She had slapped him, which resulted in him calling her a good for nothing whore, which caused her to punch him in the face before getting out of his truck and walking home.
She was still pissed about what had happened and her knuckles were bruised from punching Eric but it was worth it. She was regretting walking home since she had to walk a mile in order to get home.
Why didn't I wear tennis shoes, Nora thought as she looked at the flats she was currently wearing. Maybe because you didn't think you would need them, the voice in her head said.
She groaned as she continued walking, she was starting to calm down and wasn't pissed anymore but her hand did feel sore.
She smirked as she thought back to how her date had ended.
Asshole had it coming, she thought as she flexed her right hand.
She turned the corner and sighed in relief when she saw the house up ahead. She had never been happier to see that place in her entire time of living there.
She crossed the street and sped up trying to get home quickly so she could ice her hand so it wouldn't swell and to help with the soreness.
She walked past the motorcycle parked in front of the sidewalk and quickly made her way up the front steps and walked into the house.
She saw the half-naked girls and rolled her eyes as she combed her fingers through her bangs.
Instead of going into the kitchen she decided to go upstairs to her room to change into more comfy clothes.
She was making her way up the stairs, when she saw a guy with slicked back blonde hair a plaid long sleeve shirt, dark jeans, white tennis shoes and a vest like thing making at the top of the stairs.
Nora saw the expression on his face as he made to walk down the stairs and went to ask him what was wrong when she heard the noises coming from Colette's room.
Typical Colette, Nora thought as she rolled her eyes.
She sighed as he passed her and grabbed his arm.
After witnessing the scene in Colette's room Jax wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone.
He passed some girl as he went to walk down the stairs but stopped when he felt the hand on his arm.
Jax turned around ready to turn down the person, when he saw a blonde haired girl with green eyes staring at him.
"She's not worth getting pissed over," the blonde said as she nodded towards Colette's room.
"I figured," Jax said as he looked at the hand still holding on to his arm.
She followed his gaze and quickly let go with a soft sorry and turned to walk away.
Jax lightly grabbed her arm.
She turned around and stared at him waiting for him to talk.
"Want to go for a ride?" Jax questioned her.
He didn't know why he had asked her but there was something about her that made him want to ask.
Nora stared at him and replayed his question in her head.
"I'm not that kind of girl," Nora replied thinking he meant he wanted to have sex with her.
He smirked. "I meant on bike," he paused before motioning to the front door. "It's parked outside."
She felt herself blush as she stared into his blue eyes that shone in amusement at the expense of her embarrassment.
"Why?" she blurted the question out which only caused her to blush even harder.
The guy chuckled. "Looks like you could use a ride," he said as he motioned to her right hand.
She looked at her hand, before turning her head in the direction of her room.
"Sure," she said as she gave him a small smile.
Nora had never been on a motorcycle before so she was kind of nervous but given the embarrassment that she had already had inside the house, she opted at not telling him this was her first time on a bike.
She had expected the ride to be horrible but she had ended up loving the way the wind felt in her hair. She had to admit that she had been a little tense and stiff but she had started loosen up and enjoy the ride when she saw that he knew what he was doing and she wouldn't end up dying.
She had also seen the Sons of Anarchy on the back of his vest and wondered if it was he was a part of a gang.
He pulled into the parking lot of a park that somewhat empty park and turned the bike off.
Nora unbuckled the helmet he had lent her and handed it back to him. Once he hung the helmet on the handle bars of the bike, she used his shoulders as leverage to get off.
She waited while he took his gloves off and got off the bike.
When he offered his hand she gently grabbed it as he led her to an empty bench under a tree.
They had barely sat down when he asked, "So what happened to your hand?"
She glanced down at it and sighed. "I punched the guy I was on a date."
She slowly lifted her gaze from her hand and looked into his blue eyes that once again shone in amusement.
"Why?" he asked trying not to laugh.
Nora huffed and crossed her arms as she stared at the few kids playing on the swing set and sliding down the slides. "He wanted to take things further and when I slapped him, he brought up the place where I live and compared me to the girls who worked there," she paused. "So I punched him in the face before getting out of his truck and walking home."
She glanced at him and saw him run his hand down his mouth. She knew he was trying not to laugh and when he coughed to hide the laugh she lost it.
"It's not funny," she angrily said.
Jax chuckled as he saw her sitting there with her arms crossed, pouting and looking away like a little kid who didn't get their way.
He sobered up and actually looked at her, for the first time since leaving Colette's brothel.
She had blonde hair, lighter than his, that was a little past her shoulders, bangs that were cut so they stopped a little past her eyebrows. She was thin yet curvy where it mattered the most. The way she had her arms crossed only seemed to enhance her assets even more.
She was shorter than him maybe only being chin height to his 6'1 stature. He was sure he could rest his chin on her head.
He noticed that she seemed young maybe early twenties and yet he had no idea what her name was or what she was doing living at Colette's.
Nora glanced at him and saw him giving her a once over, which caused her to blush and look away.
"So what's your name?" she muttered.
She knew he had heard her since he had furrowed his eyebrows trying to process what she had just said.
"What's your name?" she asked clearly this time.
"Jax," he answered. "What about yours?"
"Nora," she said as she slightly turned so she was facing him.
"So Nora," he paused before his voice took on a teasing tone. "Do you always go for rides with strangers?"
She smiled a little. "Do you always offer strangers rides?"
He smiled as he remembered the blonde he had picked up and taken to Jury's a couple years back. "Maybe."
She smiled and rolled her eyes at his answer.
"What are you doing living in a brothel?" he asked.
Nora sighed. "I moved in to live with my mom in order to finish up school."
His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at her, before realization crossed his features.
"Yeah. Colette's my mom," she said as she answered his unasked question.
"Wow, didn't know she had a daughter."
"Yeah, well she hasn't exactly been a mother figure in my life," she paused. "I used to live with my dad up until last year when I transferred to move in with her. Didn't know she ran a whore house though, until I made the move," she explained.
They had stayed at the park for a little while longer and had sat there talking.
Jax realized that she was easy to talk to and she didn't judge him like everyone else. He had been right at the fact that she was young, she had barely turned twenty two the week before and was about to graduate in the summer with a degree in Child Development.
He found himself liking the way she didn't judge and actually listened to what he had to say without trying to make him seem like a bad guy just because he was in a motorcycle club.
As he rode his bike back to her house, he found himself liking the way she felt on the back.
Things between him and Tara had seemed to be going down the drain ever since she had gone to jail and now that she was out there seemed to be a barrier between them.
He pulled up in fron of Colette's. Turning the bike off, he helped Nora off the back. Once she had both feet planted firmly on the ground, he stood up and helped her unbuckle the helmet, even though he knew she could do it on her own.
As he took the helmet off, without realizing why he started to lean into her.
She put her hands on his chest which stopped him from closing the distance between them.
"I don't do married men," she told him as she glanced at the wedding ring on his finger before looking him in the eyes.
She took a step back before turning to make her way inside.
Hallway up the steps she stopped and turned. "See you around Jax," she told him as she smiled.
He watched her walk up the steps and disappear inside the house before getting back on his bike.
Nora heard the rumble of the bike as Jax started it back up.
She made her way up the stairs and sighed.
Only if he wasn't married, she told herself as a small smile graced her lips.
Please review and let me know what you thought. I also have some ideas that could make this into a full story but that will only happen if you, the readers, actually want to read more and ask for it. Otherwise this will just remain a one shot. If you guys want a full story don't worry it won't contain spoilers for every episode as it will loosely follow exactly what's happening. (When I say loosely, I mean it will most likely not really have exactly what's going on since I will make it my own.) So let me know what you guys want.