HOUSE OF THE RISING SON

A/N: HEY GUYS! THIS IS A NEW STORY THAT I HAVE BEEN PLAYING AROUND WITH IN MY HEAD. NOT SURE HOW ITS GOING TO PLAY OUT SO JUST BE PATIENT WITH ME. THESE CHAPTERS ARE SHORTER THAN I NORMALLY WRITE.

Chapter 1: Going home

It's been two years since I have been home to Charming. I know that I have changed but I can almost guarantee that Charming hasn't changed one bit since I left. As I pass the 'Welcome to Charming' sign I drive the familiar roads of my hometown noticing that I was indeed correct… Nothing had changed. I pulled into the parking lot of Teller-Morrow Auto Repair. I parked my car and took a deep breath. I got out of my car and made my way over to the office where I knew that I would find her.

I knock on the door, while I stand in the doorway. "Be with you in a sec." She said. A minute or two later, She says "How can I help…" She turns toward me.

"Hey, Aunt Gem." I say.

She takes a couple of steps toward me and pulls me into a hug. "I've been so worried."

"I'm fine, really." I tell her.

She turns me toward the parking lot, putting an arm around my shoulders. "Try telling your Uncle Clay that. He was half tempted to come up there with half the charter."

"Glad he didn't." I said.

"I know, baby." She said as we walked toward the clubhouse.

She opened the door to the clubhouse and we walked in. The doors to the Chapel were shut meaning that they were still in Church. Aunt Gem and I sat at the bar and the Prospect handed us a couple of beers. By the time that Aunt Gem and I finish our beers, the doors open. The first person that I saw was Uncle Clay. He walked over to me. "Hi Princess." He said.

"Hey Uncle Clay, see I made it in one piece." I tell him, with a smile.

"I see that." He says.

The rest of the guys come over and greet me. The last two people that I see is Opie and Jax. Opie hugs me and tells me that I'll have to go by the house and see Donna. When I'm done talking to Opie, he steps aside and I see Jax. The last thing that I remember before I left was that we got into a fight about a rumor that he had heard about me from Tara. I stand up from my chair and take a couple steps toward him. "Jax."

"Kris." He says before turning and walking away from me down the hall toward his dorm room.

This was enough. Jax and I had spoken in two years. I followed him down the hall to his dorm room. When I reached his dorm room, the door was shut. I stood there staring at the door. "It's not going to open itself." I heard behind me.

I turned around and Jax was standing there. "We need to talk."

"Come inside. Don't need the whole club hearing." Jax said. He opened his door and we walked inside. It smelled just like I remembered it.

"You haven't changed anything in here." I said as he closed the door behind us.

"Nope. Everything's the same." He said.

I walked over and leaned against his desk. "Jax, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry about the way that I left."

"Kris, you don't have to. Ma told me everything." He said.

If this was the case, then Jax most likely knew about my feelings for him. "What all did she tell you?"

Jax lit a cigarette. "At first she said that you needed to get away… clear your head about some shit. Then after a few months she sat me down and told me that the real reason that you left was because of me. She said that Tara had made up all of those rumors in an attempt to get you to leave." Jax takes a couple of steps toward me. "The last thing that she told me was that I was an idiot for not seeing the truth."

I hop up on the desk so that I am now sitting on it. "And what truth would that be?" I ask him.

"The truth that Tara kept trying to manipulate me and that you had tried to tell me but I wouldn't listen." He said.

"Gem tell you anything else?" I ask, grabbing his cigarette out of his hand.

"Nothing that I didn't already know." He said and I nodded, taking a hit from his cigarette.

"So, we good?" I ask, handing him his cigarette back.

He nods. "Yeah, we're good."

"Great. Then I'll see you tonight. I'm gonna head to the house and get changed." I say hopping off the desk.

"Yeah, see you later."