Summary: What if there was another Teller? Another First Nine? What if JT didn't appoint Clay as president but his little sister, someone he trusted more than himself, as President? What if she left the club in Clay's hand while she "fixed" the club? After her husband is blown up she comes back to Charming wondering what happened to her precious club and Scarlet Teller is a dangerous force.
This is my first SOA fanfiction. I'll try to keep Scarlet as human as possible but sometimes I get a little carried away. Um… so just to clear some things up. I will be posting a timeline in the next couple chapters at some point to explain ages, events, and how Scarlet played into things. Just some quick things. Scarlet is married to Chibs and has been for years. In my story Chibs has divorced Fiona but still cares for her and obviously Kerrianne. It will show more later but Scarlet is actually quite close to Fiona and Kerrianne. Clay and Scarlet have always had a love/hate relationship and Scarlet really doesn't like Gemma but they have their moments. Jax and Able are Scarlets only remaining blood relatives so she is extremely protective of them. Most of the club doesn't really know who she is or if they do it's been a long time since they've seen her. Scarlet helped create the club with JT. They have the most knowledge of the inner workings of the club. You'll notice there is some AU sort of things in the story but I'll try and keep it most like the show. That said I do not own Sons of Anarchy only my OCs.
So I hope you enjoy,
Blackshire999
This starts in the middle of season 2
*3rd Person POV*
Church had just been let out, the various club members scattered around the yard. Some getting back to work others sitting down to enjoy a beer and smoke. Gemma and Tara who had just arrived went up to Jax who was sitting beside Piney.
"What's going on?" Gemma asked.
"Tough vote." Jas responded.
"Where is he?"
"He's uh, inside," Piney said. Gemma walked off to find Clay as Piney got up. On the other side of the lot a van was being backed up by a tow truck. Meanwhile Clay and Gemma were sitting in Church.
"Tell me," Gemma said after kissing his hand.
"Maybe you were right about your boy, he's more and more like his old man, and Teller, I keep trying to bring him close you know, keep losing him, I swear he doesn't even love me."
"He does," Clay didn't looked convinced. He got up out of the Head chair that wasn't even his.
"Ain't so sure anymore," he walked out of Church. Yeah he wasn't sure about a lot of things these days.
Clay and Gemma walked out of the Clubhouse his arm around her with Bobby following behind them appearing to have made up with Clay. Chibs opened the door of the van and got into the driver's seat, he tried to start it, and looking discouraged when it didn't, then he heard it, the sound of something being charged up. Like a bomb.
"Shit!" He yelled getting out immediately and starting to run. The van exploding behind him alerting everyone to the danger. Chibs flew through the air before landing hard and hitting his head. His last thought was, "Scar."
"Oh no," Clay said getting up as everyone rushed to Chibs.
"Tara!" Jax yelled as he got down beside Chibs. She kneeled beside him and listened to his chest hoping for a heartbeat, and when she didn't, ripping his kutte and shirt apart desperately hoping for something. When the ambulance got there they stood in a group watching as he drove off fighting for his life.
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"I'll be right back," Unser said to Hale as he walked over to meet Clay in the clubhouse.
"Well he's got a strong constitution, anybody can take a blast it's him," Unser told Clay.
"Yeah," Clay lifted his drink up to his lips.
"Ran the registration and VIN on the minivan, both bogus. I need to know what happened."
"Lot of violate liquid here at the garage," Clay said trying to cover this mess.
"Forensics find anything else Feds will be all over this place. Bombs are Homeland Security shit."
"You make the evidence report what it was, an accident."
"I know what you gotta do here Clay, but we both know Zobelle has done enough damage in Charming, this town, what happened to Chibs cannot blow back in Charming."
"Well then you get me a home address, on him and Weston, they both live outta town, otherwise I do it here then you'll be watching Main Street on the 10 o'clock news."
"Jesus Christ," Unser knew in his head he had been backed into a corner.
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Jax stood smoking outside while the cops flooded the lots.
"This was Zobelle," Hale said walking up to him.
"Otto, now Chibs, this guy's trying to break us, all of us," he said knowing they had to do something to stop this.
"There's got to be something we can find on this guy."
"He doesn't make mistakes, I pushed off retaliation for Otto but after this, Clay will go at Zobelle full war. I got a bad feeling we'll be walking right into a trap," right about now would be a good time to bring in the big guns.
"Then don't play it out," Hale said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Not the way this works, someone hurts us like this we retaliate. Have too."
"That's it. Run blind right off the cliff."
"Maybe not, if I can get to Zobelle first I can protect the Club."
"What happens when you find him?"
"You tell me," now it was Jax's turn to state the obvious.
"You asking me to help SAMCRO?" Hale was in disbelief.
"We both know this guy has some kind of leverage over you. Think of it as a self-serving favor."
"I go off the grid, I help you find this guy you have to promise that you will hand him over to me. Alive."
"What can you do? Can't arrest him."
"Bring him in as a person of interest, question him up to 24 hours, least it gives clay a chance to calm down. Maybe you get your crew thinking straight."
"Alright, I get to him first, I give him to you. Do it by the book."
"I'll dig into cigar shop records see if I can find a home address."
"Pull Weston's info too, there a dead end we can always rattle Darby," Jax walked away before being interrupted by Mary, Opie's mother and Piney's ex-wife.
"Jax," she said, "need some help."
"What's the matter?"
"Don't know what to do, this thing with Chibs, it's gonna push Op further away."
"What you talking about?" Jax asked turning to face her.
"Don't come home much anymore, if he does he barely speaks to his kids, they have no idea what's happening. I didn't sign up for this, kids need a mother, a father. Tried talking to Op, I didn't raise him, we got no history."
"Talk to Piney about it?"
"He's up on his way to the cabin. This will be a four day bender at least."
"Mary, I don't know how to help Op."
"Talk to him," she asked, "Please."
"Alright," Jax said nodding his head.
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Gemma sat gripping her hand as Tara walked up to her.
"I'm going to head up to St. Tomas, I'll call you as soon as I hear anything."
"Okay, thanks," Gemma said as she walked off again before calling her back, "Hey, they will have probably already called his emergency contact but I don't know how close she is but if she shows up there, I need you to call me immediately."
"Who's she?"
"Her name's Scarlet, she's Chib's Old Lady."
"Old Lady? I didn't even know Chib's had an Old Lady?"
"She's a lot more than his Old Lady trust me."
"Okay," Tara said looking unsure but still walked away as Jax walked past her.
"Hey baby, they're waiting for you inside," Gemma said to Jax as he reached down to kiss her cheek.
"Yeah," he said then turned to kiss her cheek before pulling away he asked, "What?"
"Someone blew up your friend with a car bomb," Tara said speaking the obvious.
"We don't know what happened."
"Jesus Christ, we watched it happen, who the hell would do that. Why would anyone do that?"
"Look, I'm not sure who did it, and that's the truth, probably the same guys who had Otto jumped."
"Are you in danger? Am I?" he didn't say anything, "Uh…god."
"Look, I'm sure nothing's going to happen, just got to be smart. Little more cautious, alright? It's going to be okay babe."
"No, it's not."
"I have to go deal with this," he said before walking to the club house.
"This explosion," Tara asked Gemma, "Are those the same people who attached you?"
"And if it was?"
"Maybe if you would have told somebody, about what happened," Gemma cut her off.
"This isn't on me," Gemma said getting up and walking to the Clubhouse.
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The Sons surrounded the table, the obvious empty seat staring them in the eye. Clay sat relaxed in the seat lighting his cigar.
"Unser getting his home address."
"Really think Zobelle is sitting in his barkerlounge waiting for us to swing by?" Bobby asked.
"Why should he hide?" Clay responded, "Asshole thinks he's protected on every level."
"He is," Juice said.
"Probably riding four deep, Weston, skin head crew," Opie added.
"Then we ride five deep," Tig said ready to kick some ass.
"And what's the plan? Roll up on them in broad daylight and cut off his head?" Bobby asked.
"Okay," Happy said and Bobby and Juice turned to him the expressions on their faces telling them everything they thought which was that Happy was insane.
"Well I don't give a shit what the plan is, I'm tired of sitting here, what happens if. Zobelle tried to kill two of us in the last twelve hours. This charter doesn't wait any longer! We kill them!" Clay shouted. There was silence afterword as everybody started nodding their heads. Well until that silence was broken by heavy footfalls coming towards the door. Then something that has almost never happened, happened, Church was interrupted. The doors were pushed open as a woman with black hair and the brightest blue eyes stormed in. She was wearing black skinny jeans, biker boots, a black tank top, and leather kutte. Her kutte stood out though. It still had the reaper on the back but on the sides, similar to the way Jax's was two curved patches one reading 'SAMCRO' the other 'MAYHEM'. The patches on the front are what really caught their attention though. She had six, 'Redwood', 'Original', 'Men of Mayhem', 'Unholy Ones', 'President', and 'First 9'. The band on her back where most of the Son's in the room said California hers said 'Renegade'.
"You know what's funny Clay!" She asked calmly, "I'm waiting at the airport, expecting any moment now I'm going to see my husband on the back of his bike, healthy and happy to see me after 6 months away. I had been waiting for two hours, thinking maybe something came up with the club, he'll be here. Or else he would have called right? Well then I get a phone call! You know what that phone call said Clay! It said he was in the fucking hospital! Because he got blown up!"
She moved forward quickly walking straight past Tig, whose job was to guard the President, and grabbing Clay and lifting out of his seat and slamming him into the wall behind him. At that everyone jumped up and reached for their guns, all except Jax and Happy that is. Those two simply got up and blocked the others from aiming at her.
"Now Clay," the woman said her voice turning sarcastically sweet, "were you going to call me and fill me in? Didn't you think I would like to know the minute he was hurt and rushed to the hospital? He's my husband Clay!"
At that every one of the guys dropped their guns. It was practically beat into them since their prospecting days that to hurt an Old Lady is one of the worst offences a Son could make. Though they were all confused. Chibs had a wife? This was new to them.
"I was a bit more focused on revenge at the moment Scarlet!" Clay shouted trying to get her hands off of him.
"You best think who you're yelling at Clay Morrow. Now sit down, you're not hunting for revenge tonight or any night without a fool proof plan," Scarlet said pushing him into Jax's empty seat.
"Somebody want to explain what is going on?" Tig asked looking confused as hell with his head cocked as he looked at Clay in the VP's seat.
"In a moment," Scarlet said as she grabbed three knives and handed them respectively to Clay, Jax, and Tig.
"What's this for?" Tig asked even more confused, "Because if it's for killing someone, I'm covered."
"Take off your patch," Clay said as he reached up and took his own off. Now Tig, Bobby, Juice, and Opie were really confused. Still Tig reached to his chest and cut off the Sergeant of Arms patch and set it on the table along with the knife not looking happy about it. Jax's and Clay's soon followed. Scarlet reached out and picked up the three patches. She handed the VP one to Clay and stuffed the President patch in her pocket. However the last one the Sergeant of Arms one she played around with in her hand.
"Hap," she said surprising the Club once again, this time with her familiarity to the Nomad, "Call Rane, tell him you need a transfer."
"On it boss," he said his voice raspy but even the other Sons could tell it had a happier edge to it and it flat out freaked them out to see Happy…well…happy.
"When Happy gets transferred over, he'll be Sergeant of Arms. There's no one I trust more to guard me than someone I trained myself. Jax I know this puts you out of a position but you'll basically be my apprentice from here on out. The rest of you I assume have questions?" She asked sitting down in the Presidents chair and motioning to the remaining chairs. They all took their newly arranged seats and stared at her waiting for answers none to patiently.
"So who are you?" Tig asked the bitterness in his voice clear.
"Name's Scarlet Rose Telford," she said the added, "but my maiden name was Teller."
"Scarlet? Scarlet Teller? I remember that name. You were the Nomad President," Bobby said.
"Yeah, I was until I went um… Renegade. It's a rare thing," she said shrugging.
"Wait…back the fuck up. You're a Teller?" Tig asked getting angrier.
"Yeah, JT was my big brother," she said smiling softly.
"Kay, so what's going on? Why are you in that chair?" Opie asked. He knew briefly who she was having met her when he was younger but she was never really around especially after Thomas died and never after JT was gone.
"When JT was on his death bed he didn't appoint Clay as president like all of you think. He appointed me and I have been ever since his death. However I was in no right mental state to lead the club not to mention at the time I was still Nomad President. So Clay, JT, and I made an agreement on his death bed that Clay would be the face of SAMCRO until I returned. Clay also had no power as a President. He had to get the big orders from me. However recently you have been getting a little greedy and seem to have forgotten that my Old Man was still in the club and that we keep in almost constant contact. I know what you've been up to and I am not happy about it Clay," she said.
"So let me get this straight, Clay has never been president?" Juice asked the surprise evident in his voice. Scarlet just shook her head.
"I've known since I became VP, then Happy and Chibs have known since the beginning," Jax explained his part in all of this.
"Why do you know?" Tig asked happy looking betrayed.
"When I joined she was my sponsor and my mentor," was all he had to say on the matter.
"Happy is the closest thing I have to kid besides Kerrianne and Jax," Scarlet said letting that all sink in, "I trained Happy to be my successor in the Nomad charter. However with JT dying that plan went out the window. Ever since he's been my little bitch."
"Yeah, whatever," Happy said smiling at her.
"Don't ever do that again Happy," Tig told him looking creeped out, "That was the scariest thing I have ever seen, you honest to god just smiled."
"Fuck you," Happy said and just for fun smiled brightly at Tig, he even fluttered his eyelashes. That's when Tig lost it and pushed his chair back before running out the door shouting over his shoulder, "Screw you Hap, Screw you, you fucking psycho killer!"
"What the hell is going on out here!" a voice that could only be described as Gemma shouted. Instantly the temperature in the room seemed to drop as Gemma's footsteps came closer to the open Church doors. The Sons turned to look at Scarlet when they heard her swear under her breathe.
"What the hell are you doing in that seat?!" Gemma said slightly short of yelling.
"It's so nice to see you too Gemma," Scarlet said sarcastically, "What's it been 15 years, wow you grew old."
"You're one to talk Bitch," she said back.
"Didn't the Reverend ever teach you to respect your elders?"
"15 years and it still ain't long enough, Sweetheart," Gemma said.
"Well I got a job to do, how 'bout you send Tig back in here and let us Patches to our jobs?" Scarlet said almost as if she was hoping Gemma would disobey.
"Sure thing Rosie," Gemma said sarcastically, smirk covering her face. However that quickly dropped as she saw the eyes she knew to be the same as her sons turn ice cold. She recognized those eyes. Those were the eyes of a cold blooded killer, the eyes of the devil.
"If you know what's good for you Gemma, you'll stop while you're ahead. Be forewarned Gemma you call me that again and you won't tell another lie in your life," Scarlet said before leaning forward completely dismissing Gemma, "I'm going to go see Amor, Church first thing in the morning, 8 AM. No one retaliates without my order, so help me god you will not like the result. Remember before you say these are your brothers keep in mind Otto is one of my best friends and Chibs is the love of my life."
With that Scarlet Teller was gone from the room and the rest of the Sons fell silent. They were all trying to wrap their heads around the fact that for that last 15 years their President was not actually their president and more than that was the fact that he apparently was not following the orders he was given. Juice however was running over one of her last words in his head.
"Who's Amor?" Juice finally asked. The rest of the guys turned to look at him realizing they actually didn't know who he was either.
"Chibs, Amor is Chibs, it's one of her nicknames for him," Happy said before getting up and walking out the Church doors. He had transfer papers to get.
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*Scarlet's POV*
"Hello, I was wondering if you could help me with something," I asked a doctor that was standing in the empty hallway starting to get impatient and a little anxious to finally be around Chibs.
"Yes, what do you need," she said looking up from her clip board. She had dark hair and was incredibly beautiful. Also the woman who broke my nephew's heart.
"Tara is it?" I asked looking her over. Not much intimidating but there was something there. I could work with it.
"Yes, how do you know my name?" she asked glancing around and noticing the empty hallway.
"Don't worry if I wanted you dead you wouldn't see it coming a mile away. My name's Scarlet but I'm guessing Gemma already told you who I am."
"She mentioned Chib's Old Lady but that's it," Tara said before looking confusingly at my kutte, "President? First 9? Who are you?"
"You're back with Jax right?" I asked. This better be fast.
"Yeah, I live with him and Abel," she said.
"I'm JT's sister," I said putting her out of her misery, "I'm the President of the SAMCRO charter. It's a thing that recently came to light, you can ask Jax for more details but for now why don't you tell me where my Old Man is and then go make that call to Gemma."
"Oh…um…yeah…this way, follow me," she said as she led me down multiple hallways before standing in front of a room. I looked in and froze at what I saw.
"Amor…" I grabbed the door handle and slowly walked in barely registering that Tara followed me in. I walked over to the chair beside the bed and sat down slowly reaching for his hand. Chib's head was wrapped tightly in bandages and he looked way to pale. The beeping of the machine and the sound of Tara's footsteps brought me out of my little trance.
"He's critical but stable," she said giving me the only comfort she could.
"There should be two contact numbers on his file, do you know if they called both?" I asked her.
"Yeah they would have," Tara said.
"That's good," I said before gripping his hand tighter and bringing it to my lips as I felt the first tear drop down my cheek.
"How long have you been together?" Tara asked after observing my actions.
"We dated for two years before getting married in Scotland in 1955, I was able to convince…the people who banished him from Ireland to let him go back for a weekend. He's the only man I've even been in love with," I said, "Nothings better that a first love right?"
"Right," Tara said getting the second meaning to my words, "I'll let you be, don't worry about visiting hours, I'll cover it."
"Thank you Tara…you're good for him Tara," I told her, "just know that because if he's anything like his father, he's going to try to push you away. Just know he loves you more than anything. Sometimes that's all you need."
"Thank you Scarlet," Tara said.
"No problem, I tend to get a bit preachy when I'm around new people," I explained to her, "By the way Tara, family calls me Scar."
"Well than, thanks Scar I'll see you in the morning," she said before leaving.
"Well Amor it looks like it's just you and me. Uh…why'd you have to go and get hurt?" I silently got up and laid down on the bed. It wasn't the best size but it could fit us both. I just needed to hold him. Besides if anyone can survive a hit to the head, it's Phillip Telford.
"I love you baby," I said before resting my head on his chest and closing my eyes letting my dreams take me away.
Well there it is the First chapter.
I hope you guys like it. I'll explain more as the chapters go on and I'll probably add some flash backs in. Anything you guys have questions on I'll try to answer. Please don't review hatefully.
I will update whenever I can.
Thank you and I hope you enjoyed it,
Blackshire999