12/4/08 My SAMCRO Spin Off...pretty much i am a fan of the show and of all the characters...except that junkie formerly pregnant lady whose name i am forgetting...i love the tara/jax couple but i wanted to throw someone new in...i do not own anything from the show including the character except Jackie, her car, her clothes and her family...and the story line...this takes place before Jax finds out about Clay's betrayal of Opie...

The red '57 Chevy rumbled through the small town, drawing stares. The car stopped at the grocery store and parked next to the sidewalk. The door opened and countless eyes turned to see who would emerge from the flashy car.

A young woman stepped out, her black streaked blonde hair shining in the sunlight. She had large sunglasses covering her eyes, but they did nothing to disguise her beauty. Her thin face and high cheekbones made her look sophisticated as opposed to cold. Her outfit drew more stares.

She was dressed all in black except for her white wife beater peaking out from under her vest which was surprisingly just like the one the local motorcycle gang wore.

As she walked towards the store, she removed her sunglasses and stuck down the front of her shirt. She was about to walk in, when she stopped and swore softly to herself. She turned back and leaned over her car, searching for something. One woman in the store gasped softly when the girl's action revealed a small tattoo on her lower back.

It was a crow in mid-flight, wings extended. Gemma Morrow cursed and threw the cereal she was looking at into her cart and walked towards the register, her boots clicked on the tile floor. She paid for her groceries and walked out of the store towards the girl who was still searching for something.

"You name wouldn't happen to be Jacqueline Mason would it?" The girl stood up and turned to look at Gemma, a scowl marring her pretty features. "Who wants to know", she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Gemma smirked and checked her over noticing the other tattoos that littered her arms and her eyes came to rest on the leather vest that the girl was wearing. Jacqueline noticed the stare and pulled the vest tighter around her body.

It was clearly to big for her, made for a man's figure. Gemma sighed and reached out hand. " I'm Gemma Morrow and your Sam Mason's kid aren't you." The girl's scowl disappeared and she smiled, grabbing Gemma's hand with enthusiasm, shaking it. "Yeah Sam was my dad. He said that if I ever needed help, I should come down to Charming and ask for Clay."

Gemma nodded and smiled back. "Clay and I knew your father very well. He ran the Sons out in So Cal very well." Jacqueline smiled again and unconsciously fingered the leather at her waist. Suddenly a motorcycle's roar interrupted their conversation and they both turned toward the noise.

Gemma smiled at the new arrival and waved the blonde man over. He parked the bike and walked over to them, his hands shoved deep in his jeans. He stared at Jacqueline curiously until Gemma sighed and said, "Jax, you clearly don't recognize Sam's daughter. This Jacqueline." Jacqueline smiled and stuck out her hand again.

"Actually its Jackie for short. Jacqueline is too much of a mouthful." Jax smiled in spite of himself and returned her handshake. "I know what you mean. The names Jackson, but it never fit." Gemma smiled and slowly backed away towards her car. "Well I have to get these groceries home before they spoil, but Jax I will see you at the house and Jackie I hope I see you around."

Jax smiled and Jackie waved and as Gemma walked away, she noticed how well the two looked together. She laughed softly to herself and muttered, "I can finally get that doctor bitch out of the picture."

Jax and Jackie stared at each other awkwardly, until Jax noticed her vest. "Where did you get a cut like that? I've only seen those on the So Cal people." Jackie smiled and turned, showing Jax the back of the vest where there was an S embroidered next to the California.

"As Gemma said before she left, I am Sam Mason's daughter. After he died, I took his cut and decided to where on the way down to Charming." Jax nodded. "So where are you staying while you're here?" Jackie pondered this for a moment and Jax smiled at the way her forehead scrunched up in concentration.

"Um, I guess my car. I don't have any family here and I only need to talk to Clay, then I'm gone." Jax noticed a quick shadow that crossed her eyes when she mentioned Clay, but decided to ignore it until he knew more about her.

"Well we can't have a member of the Sons staying in their car. Come to the clubhouse with me, we have extra rooms there. And besides Clay is probably there." Jackie nodded and went to get in her car. She started it up and Jax looked down surprised at the roar of the engine.

She laughed at his expression and pointed to the hood. "Rebuilt the whole thing myself. I found her in a junk yard and because my dad has his own garage, I was able to get all the parts that I needed." Jax just stared at her, eyes wide in awe. "You built all of this yourself?" Jackie just nodded, her smile wide.

Jax sighed and looked up into the sky, running his hand through his hair. "Well do you want to follow me on my bike or can I give you a ride." He said the last statement with a wink.

Jackie laughed at his look and looked at her gas tank. "Well I am almost out of gas so why don't I catch a ride with you and we can pick up my car later?" Jax nodded and walked over to his bike, starting it up and driving it over to her. He went to hand his helmet to her, but she shook her head and reached into the back seat.

Jax watched as she pulled out a cherry red helmet, her initials painted on the side with a tough looking fairy sitting on the words. Jax grinned at the helmet and waited for her to put it on. He felt his breath freeze when she pulled out her ponytail holder and shook out her hair, letting it fall down her back.

Jax watched the waterfall of gold and black cascade past her shoulders in wonder. Jackie caught his look and smirked. She clipped on her helmet and let her arms wind around Jax's waist. Jax returned her smirk and put on his sunglasses. He then revved the engine and took off. Jackie gasped in surprise, then giggled as the wind tickled her face.

Her arms tightened around Jax's waist and Jackie felt her heart beat faster when his defined abs clenched against her arms. She leaned her face against his shoulder and inhaled his scent, letting the butterflies in her stomach go into full flutter mode.

After what seemed an eternity, they reached the club and Half-Sack (Kip) looked up from his work, seeing Jax turning into the garage, with an unknown girl on the back of his bike.

Kip smiled at Jax's skills, but the smile faded when he recognized the girl as she stepped off the bike and removed her helmet.

He felt terror rise up in his chest, as the daughter of his father's murderer, walked toward him with Jax, a smile on her pretty face.

Chapter II

Jackie sighed as she folded onto Jax's bed, letting her eyes drift close. Jax chuckled at her antics and sat beside her, watching as she stared up at the large American flag hung over his bed. "This is the first bed I have seen, let alone laid on since I left Chino." Jax looked down at her in surprise.

"You haven't slept in a bed since then!" Jackie looked up at him and nodded her head. Jax just shook his head and leaned back to lie on the bed next to her. "So why do you need to talk to clay?"

When Jackie didn't respond, Jax turned to her and saw that she was asleep, her hands resting on her stomach, which rose and fell softly.

Jax smiled at her peaceful face and feeling impulsive, leaned over and kissed her forehead. Jackie sighed and turned on her side, mumbling softly. Jax smiled and getting up, walked out of the room.

As the door closed behind him, Jackie's eyes shot open and she sat up. Her face was no longer soft and young, but hard and grim. She looked like she had aged suddenly. Jackie turned and looked around the room, softly rubbing the spot where Jax had kissed her.

Her eyes lit on the flag and she moved towards it. Reaching up, she pulled it down and put her hand against the wall, knocking softly. A hallow sound rang out and Jackie smiled bleakly. She reached into the back of her shirt and pulled out a small knife.

She stuck it in the panels of wood and firmly started prying it loose. The hidden door sprang loose and revealed a small cash of weapons. Jackie's smile grew wider and pulling her phone out of the pocket, she snapped a few photos of the weapons and the hidden spot.

Suddenly footsteps were heard outside the door and Jackie quickly closed the door and re-hung the flag. She got off the bed and slipped the knife back in the sheath strapped to her back.

Before she had a chance to pull back down her shirt and vest, the door opened and Jax walked in. He stopped and looked at her in surprise, not expecting her to be awake or not fully clothed.

Jax did a once over of her body, stopping at her black lace bra, before he looked into her eyes. She was biting her lip and looking at the floor in embarrassment. Jax stepped towards and went to reach out a hand to comfort when he noticed the sheath on her back.

His eyes hardened and he stepped away, his hand going to the knife at his belt. Before he could draw it from his sheath, she had tackled him to the floor.

Her knees pinned his arms and she had another knife from a hidden sheath under her shorts held to his throat. Jax cleared his throat, wary of the knife and looked up into her eyes. The green and blue depths caught him with the fierceness that spilled from them and he opened his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"I wasn't going to hurt you okay? The reaching for the knife thing is just a reflex. Jackie, can you drop the knife?" Jackie stared down at him tensely, but then she sighed and removed the knife from his throat. In the instant, it was clear of him, Jax shifted and Jackie found their positions switched.

He had her pinned to the floor, his body pressing against hers and effectively keeping her from pulling out any more weapons. Jackie felt a shiver of fear go up her spine as she looked into Jax's eyes and saw the same cold stare she saw every morning in the mirror.

Suddenly Jax broke into a smile and rolled off her. He stood up and reached a hand down to her. "Friends?" Jackie grinned and took a hold of his hand, letting him pull her up.

However, she misjudged the man's strength and ended up off balance, which caused her to wrap her arms around the nearest stable object, which just happened to be Jax. "Oof", Jax exclaimed as she fell against him. "Sorry, you were lighter then I expected."

Jackie pulled away from him and swatted him on the arm. "Ummm…Excuse me did you just call me fat?" Jax was about to apologize when he noticed the mischievous glint in her eyes. "Yeah that's what I meant." Jax smirked and Jackie laughed.

As she laughed, Jax's eyes drifted back down to her exposed chest and Jackie went red and attempted to pull down her shirt, but found it caught on the case at her back. Her face went red and Jax smirked even more as he pulled her close and reached around, freeing the shirt.

Jackie bit her lip as his hands brushed against her bare back, bringing a wave of lust with it. Jax pulled his hands back and shoved them deep inside his pockets, where he knew they wouldn't be tempted to stroke more of her soft skin.

"So what's up with all of the knives", Jax asked nonchalantly, trying to take his mind off her body. Jackie looked up at him and smiled. "You can never be too careful. My dad taught me that." Jax nodded and nervously ran a hand through his hair.

"As long as you don't have any guns on you, knives are fine. How many do you have hidden away anyway?" Jackie smiled seductively and leaned close, their lips almost touching.

"Wouldn't you like to know." With that she sauntered out the room, leaving Jax breathing hard and staring after her.

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