A/N quick note this is my first time writing a Sons of Anarchy fanfic currently I'm on season 5 but I know all the spoilers from season 7 so if their is any inaccuracies please let me know because I'm trying to make this seem as realistic as possible!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything it all belongs to Kurt Sutter etc….
A Thousand Pieces
By Itsahopeforallthehopeless
Belfast, Ireland 2026
My brother left the day he turned eighteen, In a way I'd always known he was leaving us. I wasn't worried about him my big brother has always been able to fend for himself, Besides I already had a pretty good hunch where he was going….stupid Charming, California. It was a complete waste of time getting the police involved. All they did is asked us all sorts of idiotic questions about where we thought Abel might have gone. Seriously anyone who truly knew my brother would have known he was going stateside.
Mom's been crying all morning and my stepdad has been staring blankly at the wall, Its easy to see that he's a million miles away in a different time and place.
Charming California, 2014
It was a beautiful sunny December morning the day they buried Jackson Nathaniel Teller. It seemed to most as if God was playing some sort of cruel joke on them when they were in their darkest hours. There were motorcycles by the thousands everywhere you looked there was a bike glinting in the sunlight. They had come from all across the country to mourn the loss of John Teller's oldest son. The thunderous roar of engines filled the streets and shook the windows as the solemn parade passed by. But what Nero would remember the clearest that day wasn't the weather or the bikers, It was the anguish of seeing a little boy's heart broken into a thousand pieces. When the casket was being lowered into the ground was when the reality seemed to hit Abel full force. With an inhuman scream the six year old had lunged forward, If it hadn't been for the quick reflexes of Chibs and Tig the child would have fallen into the grave. Abel, limbs flailing fought the two men sobbing and yelling "Daddy, Daddy". Eventually Abel tired himself out and lay limply in the scotsman's arms exhausted. Their wasnt a dry eye in the crowd after Abel's outburst, even the most fearsome looking biker's had tears streaming down their cheeks. It was apparent that it was crucial to get Wendy and the boys out of Charming so Abel could heal without seeing constant reminders on every street corner.
A few weeks later the house had been sold, belongings had been packed and plane tickets to Ireland had been bought. Nero found a perfect little house in Belfast for Wendy and the boys. Nero would have preferred going to some other part of Ireland where the SAMBEL charter wasn't located. But as Chibs had reminded him Jax might still have enemies that could resurface one day and being close to the charter would be helpful if Abel and Thomas ever needed protection.