Note: This is a reedit. I understand that the first time I posted this it had a lot of grammar errors and was written in a funky format but i had posted and written it via smart phone and had a one year old using me as a jungle gym so please bare with me. I also rewrote some of the story thinking maybe now it sounds a little better and true to the characters from the show. thank you.)
The first time Angel Jones met Jackson Teller she knew he was something special. The way he moved, the way he talked, but most importantly the way his presence shook her to her core. Much like Jax, Angel wasn't much for love let alone love at first sight, but although their first encounter may have been brief it had been enough to shift something inside both of them. But things wouldn't be easy for the pair in fact, things were about to get real complicated. You see Angel was the main performer at an upscale night club by the name of the Velvet Bunny, which had recently relocated from Los Angeles, making the small town of Charming it's new home and catching the attention of local motorcycle club The Sons Of Anarchy, prompting them to look into the mysterious club that sprung up and into popularity almost over night.
Angel had worked at the Velvet Bunny for almost three years and even though she couldn't deny that she loved the praise she received from working there, she knew that her show was only a front for what was going on in the private rooms of the upper level of the club. After meeting her Her boyfriend and owner of the VB Christopher Rossi in a small venue she was playing at in Hollywood, he had decided her beautiful voice would be the perfect money maker and cover for his new club and after a little persuasion from him Angel reluctantly became the face of the velvet bunny. Even with her nightly performances, Christopher made it a point that people knew Angel wasn't on the menu. In fact, Angel wasn't even allowed to mingle with anyone of the opposite sex outside of Christopher's crew and if she did it always ended badly for her but even worse for the asshole that dared to even breathe in her direction. Angel's life was completely dominated by him and even though on the outside she looked tough and confident on the inside she was a hollow woman, with to much pride to admit that she was scared to leave. She needed something to spark some kind of life inside of her, a savoir and Jax Teller was exactly that.
It all started on a Friday night in late July, Angel sat in her private dressing room cleaning herself up after a long nights performance. She sighed softly giving herself the once over, she wore a black, backless, long sleeve cocktail dress with bright red heels her long black hair hanging in loose 50's style curls. She touched up her deep red lips knowing that Christopher would expect nothing short of perfection, especially since they would be having dinner with some of his business associates. When she was all done she decided she desperately needed a drink, making her way out of the dressing room and down the long hallway. She paused at Christopher's office door when she noticed it was cracked open, which was a little strange considering he wasn't there to pick her up yet and no one was allowed in there without him present with the exception of her of course. She listened for a second until she heard a loud crash followed by a long string of curses causing her to giggle softly. She pushed the door open quietly to see a blonde man about her age struggling to pick up the papers he had accidentally knocked onto the ground. She watched him for a minute a small smile playing on her lips. She had to admit he was a very good looking guy, he wore dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt with a black leather cut over it. From what Angel could see he was having a bit of a meltdown so she decided maybe it was a good time for her to make her presence known.
"You need some help with that sugar?" She asked closing the door quietly behind her. Jax's head shot up a look of shock on his face, his hand immediately shooting to his gun.
"I surrender." Angel couldn't help but laugh as she held her hands up in defeat. Jax relaxed a little sensing this woman wasn't going to be much of a threat.
"Sorry darlin' I know I'm not supposed to be in here, I was just um looking for the bathroom." He lied maintaining his cool composure.
"Don't worry sugar, I won't tell." She winked "So whatcha looking for? And don't tell me the bathroom because we both know that's not it." She asked leaning on the desk.
Jax looked her up and down for a second, taking her all In. She was about 5'4 with long black hair and the most intense green eyes he had ever seen, her light skin was heavily decorated in an assortment of nicely done tattoos, She defiantly wasn't like the girls Jax was use to seeing around Charming. She had a certain classic movie star feel to her mixed with a little bit of badass and Jax definitely liked it.
"Ah ya know I'm just doing some fact finding." He shrugged nonchalantly
"Fact finding huh? You a cop?" She asked seductively, pulling a smoke from her clutch purse.
Jax swaggered over to her spot on the desk placing a hand on each side of her. "That kind of offends me darlin'. Do I really look like a cop to you?" He said giving her that famous Teller smirk.
"Nah VP, you're to cute to be a cop." She smirked running her finger lightly across the vice president patch on his cut, A cocky smile spread across his face as she looked up at him with her big green eyes sparkling, she was absolutely gorgeous and obviously teasing him.
"So what's your name beautiful?" He asked taking a step back.
"I'm Angel. Angel Jones." She introduced herself.
"Ah so you're the talent in this joint." He said nodding his head approvingly.
"That'd be me. And you are?" She asked.
"I'm Jackson Teller, but you can call me Jax." He said proudly.
"It's a real pleasure meeting you sugar, now you wanna tell me what fun facts have you poking around in a dangerous man like Chris Rossi's office?" Jax couldn't help but laugh at the idea that a night club owning suit from L.A. was dangerous or that a man like himself should be scared in anyway, If only she knew the things he was capable of.
"Honestly, I'm just a concerned citizen wondering why a fancy place like this would leave L.A. to move to a small town like Charming?" He questioned.
"Well I can answer that sugar. You see Chris got into a bit of trouble with the Russian mob back home, now I can't get into details but apparently they don't like getting stiffed on their money." She said sarcastically, not really caring what a man like Jax Teller planned to do with this information.
"Huh Who would of thought." Jax laughed. "So how exactly does he plan on making all his money back in a town like this? Charming doesn't exactly have many deep pockets." He inquired.
"Lets just say I'm not the only source of entertainment in this establishment." She answered.
He simply nodded in response, this was exactly the bit of information the club needed to prove their suspicions were right. This guy's wasn't just slinging cocktails and lounge music.
"So anymore questions handsome?" She asked flipping her hair behind her shoulder.
"Just one." He said moving closer to her. "When are you gonna let me show you a good time darlin'?" He asked in a cocky tone.
"Oh? You wanna wine and dine me Mr. Teller?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Nah I just figured I'd buy you a drink and take you to bed. Show you what its like to be with an outlaw." He said placing his hands firmly on her hips as she lit up her smoke.
She didn't know what it was about Jax but if it had been any other man she would of gladly broken his nose for saying something like that to her, instead she decided to go with it.
"I'll tell you what handsome, come to the club tomorrow night and if you play your cards right I'll let you take me for a ride on that motorcycle of yours." She smirked, not exactly sure what she was doing making plans with a man she barely knew.
"Count me in darlin'." he said pulling the cigarette from from her fingers, taking a long drag from it.
"Good. Now you better run along before the boss man shows up."she warned, he simply nodded stubbing the cigarette out in a near by ashtray before turning to leave.
"Oh and Jackson." she called He turned slightly looking back at her.
"Bring some of your concerned citizens with you and I'll be more than happy to give you the grand tour." she said pointing upwards towards the second floor. Jax didn't question her willingness to help, he simply agreed and left before he got anymore unexpected guests. After Jax was gone Angel quickly cleaned up the mess of papers, making sure everything was as it was before and made her way out to the bar. She ordered herself a whiskey sour and waited quietly for Christopher to arrive.
"Angel baby!" A voice boomed. She cringed slightly as he pulled her into a rough embrace before planting an equally as rough kiss on her lips.
"Jesus baby you're fucking drinking already." He joked gripping her waist tightly.
"I just had one Chris, no biggie." She said rolling her eyes. She hated being told what to do, unfortunately for her that was one of Christopher's favorite things to do.
"No biggie she says." His attitude shifting almost instantly. She could tell her response had pissed him off, but as of lately she was having a hard time caring about the egg shells she usually tried to walk on.
"This is an important dinner Angel, I don't need you fucking it up because you wanna be a god damn lush." He snapped, she couldn't help but flinch at his words.
"I know baby. It was only one drink, I'm fine trust me." She assured him. Trying to defuse the situation before it got out of hand.
"Good. Now lets go we can't be late." He said pulling her out the door and into the car. The drive over was quite as always, She didn't have anything to say to him and him was to busy doing lines of coke to even think about her. He just wanted her to shut up, look pretty and for the most part that's what Angel usually did. She sighed looking out the window of the car, she had to admit charming was a beautiful and peaceful little town much like the one she grew up in. It didn't surprise her that Jax and his club wanted to keep it that way and she was sure in order to do so they'd have to work hard to keep out people like Chris and she admired that. He was scum and she'd be right to assume that whoever they were meeting with tonight were scum as well.
Once at the restaurant they were escorted to a table in a private room where two men she had never seen before were already seated around the table. Angel couldn't help but feel uneasy, something about them didn't sit right with her.
"There he is! Mr. Rossi it's so good to see you again." The first man said standing to shake Christopher's hand. "And this must be the star of your establishment." He said smiling at Angel.
"Good to see you as well. Yes, this is my little song bird Angel Jones. Angel this is Jacob hale, the man who helped us get our foot in the door of this lovely town."
"Pleasure." Angel said shaking his hand.
"Come, take a seat."Hale said enthusiastically.
"Now Christopher I'd like you to meet Ethan Zobelle. He also just opened a new business in town." He introduce.
"We've actually already met." Christopher smiled smacking his hand on Jacob Hale's shoulder.
"But it is lovely to finally be meeting you Miss Jones, your name definitely suits you. You most certainly are an angel." Zobelle smiled reaching for her hand, she placed it in his as kissed it lightly making her skin crawl. She simply thanked him, smiling sweetly as she pulled her hand out of his.
"Now gentlemen lets get down to business shall we." Hale said clapping his hands together.
They ordered their dinner and drinks and proceeded to talk money, politics, and the progression of Charming not bothering to include Angel in any of the conversation. An hour slowly passed by and she was starting to feel as if she just might kill over if she had to listen to anymore. She poked at the now cold food on her plate lost in her thoughts until the mention of a certain local motorcycle club caught her attention.
"As excited as I am about all these plans and ideas gentlemen we have to take into consideration that it all means nothing if samcro is still in the picture." Hale said
"Why should we worry about a bunch of white trash bikers?" Christopher scoffed.
"They're quite a dangerous group of criminals Mr. Rossi." Zobelle said Angel listening intently.
"Its true. Sons of anarchy has had quite a hold on charming foiling just about every attempt at modernizing Charming anyone has ever made. They refuse to have big business push out local business and with the kind of establishment you're running Christopher I'm surprised you haven't received a visit from them yet." Hale said causing Christopher to let out a hardy laugh.
"I'd like to see them try and shut me down or shake me down for money at that! You don't worry about these assholes. I'll handle everything." He said confidently. "With the help of Ethan and L.O.A.N of course." He said tipping his glass to Zobelle.
"Absolutely anything you need, don't hesitate to ask." Zobelle offered.
"So what exactly is your plan for getting The Sons to back off?" Hale questioned.
"Money talks Jacob, I'm simply going to make them an offer. Buy their cooperation if you will." He answered.
"And if that doesn't work? I mean they're not exactly an easily persuaded group of people." Hale said.
"Well then that's where we come in, L.O.A.N has very effective ways of dealing with people that don't want to cooperate with our vision." Ethan said his words hanging heavy in the air.
"We all have a common goal here Hale. Money. If and when we get the sons out you and Ethan will be free to do what you want with charming, and I'll be able to expand my business branching out into other territory." Christopher explained.
"I'm sorry but what exactly does that mean, other territory?" Jacob asked sounding confused.
"The sons run the gun business in California Hale and their selling to lets just say, unsavory groups of people. Once their gone I'll be able to take over making sure the gun trade is to a higher standard." He answered.
"Is that going to be a problem?" Zobelle asked glancing from Christopher to Hale. He paused for a moment before finally answering.
"No. You do what you have to do, as long as samco is taken care of I don't care." He said sounding as if he was making a deal with the devil himself.
On the ride home Angel's mind was plagued with the things that she had just heard. Bad shit was going to happen in Charming and innocent people were going to get hurt, it was enough to make her sick. She looked over at Christopher, he was sipping champagne looking more than satisfied with himself. He made her sick. He was a horrible person who had stolen so much from her. Her life, her spirit, and even using her love for the Velvet Bunny to take away her very freedom. It was in that moment she knew exactly what she was going to do. She was no longer going to sit idly by as he destroyed more lives, this time he was taking things to far especially being involved with this Zobelle character. She was going to make a deal with the sons giving them everything they need to put a stop to whatever they had planned for Charming and tomorrow would be her opportunity to do it.