A/N: Hello everyone out there in reader land! I swear, I can't get enough of this show... I LOVE IT! So many different ideas for it. I think this one will be okay, but who knows? LOL. Well, I hope you all enjoy this as much as the rest of my stories and as always R&R kiddies!

P.S. Ooooo yeah, I pre-ordered SOA season 2 last night (woot-woot!!) and whenever it comes out, I can watch it, and get going on the other stories, because they're just sitting there, collecting dust... haha. Well, hopefully the DVD will be out either this summer or maybe August, I'm not sure.

P.P.S. I own NOTHING from Sons of Anarchy... just my OC's, of course. Thanks!


...Chapter 1...
...My Long Introduction...

It was almost midnight and I was driving north on the I-5 freeway, heading towards my hometown in Charming, California to take my mom Lynn to St. Thomas Hospital. Twelve hours earlier, she got into a fight with her dead-beat drunken husband Billy. Why she married him? I still don't know why, but after he did a number on her and hit me a few times, I knocked him in the head with a bat.

That was my chance to grab Mom, my little sister Chloe, and my daughter Jaylin, and get the hell out of there. I didn't even have time to pack anything, I just had to get away from that bastard and travel back home. I'll have to buy things for Mom, the girls, and I whenever I get into town. I'm also going back home to get help from some old friends.


Here's a little about me- my name is Andrea Cooper, but anyone that knows me, calls me Andy. I was born and raised in Charming to my parents James and Lynn Cooper on November 16, 1981. I was a huge daddy's girl and everyone knew it. There was nothing he wouldn't do for me, even if it was too big or too small, it didn't matter to him.

Mom kind of protested against it, but Dad appointed his best friends John and Gemma Teller and Clay Morrow to be my godparents. The only problem Mom had, was John and Clay was a part of the towns motorcycle club called SAMCRO or Sons of Anarchy Motorcyle Club, Redwood Original. But after a while, she didn't mind, she even became best friends with Gemma and Luann Delaney.

Then after I turned seven, I had a huge crush on my best friend Jax Teller. Even though he was three years older than me, we were attached to the hip, and did almost everything together, and we always got into trouble one way or another, but overall, we had so much fun.

In April, two years later, Jax's little brother Tommy died of their family flaw, which was a congenital heart defect. Gemma and Jax both had it, but they turned out fine. After Tommy's funeral, I noticed that John wasn't acting like his usual self. He was always sad and he didn't want to do anything with the family or us, and I could see, that he was really upset about losing Tommy.

A few days before I turned twelve, in 1993, something bad happened- John went out riding on his bike one day and got hit by a semi, then was dragged one hundered and seventy eight yards away, but he died two days later of his injuries. I didn't want celebrate my birthday at all, I was too upset to even have one. Not only that, Jax was a mess, but I'm glad I was there when he needed me.

Two things happened, a year later. One- Gemma married Clay and two- Mom and Dad gave me a little sister, they named Chloe, but I call her CeCe. I'm not sure how Jax felt about it, but I was happy that my godparents married each other.

When Jax went into his sophmore year of high school, him and I wasn't hanging out as much anymore, only because he noticed Tara Knowles. I was never friends with her, but because I loved Jax and he was my best friend, I played nice when I was around her.

But I only had to play nice around her up until she was nineteen, because she took off to Chicago. But before Tara left, she tried to get him to go with her, trying to change him, so he refused to leave Charming for her. She couldn't handle the 'MC' life that Jax was living, leaving him hurt and heart broken. So there I was- best friend to the rescue, being there when he needed me.

On my eighteenth birthday, Jax took me to get my first tattoo and since I was Jax's Old Lady, I got the infamous crow. I got it below my belly button, so only Jax could see it. A few days later, we both got each others names on the inside of our wrists. I got 'Jax' on my right and he got 'Andy' on his left in cool script writing.

In 2002, it was a crazy year for me. Jax cheated on me with one of the crow eaters and tried to lie about it, so I got back at him by sleeping with one of my co workers from the book store, named Tyler, and told Jax what I did. He didn't take it very well, so we got into a huge fight, broke up, and I started dating Tyler not too long after.

About three months later, Dad died unexpectedly. I was completely devestated and I felt like I wanted to die. It was raining the night it happened, but from what I was told, Dad was on his way home from Stockton and the brakes weren't working, so he crashed head on into a tree. To this day, I think someone wanted to kill him, to make it look like an accident, but nobody investigated it to find out what really went down.

The night of Dad's funeral, Tyler was out of town with his family, so Jax was there to comfort me. I was so upset, vunerable, and sad that Jax and I slept together. The next day, I thought it was a huge mistake, because I cheated on Tyler, and still I never told him about it. Yeah, I know, shame on me.

A week later, Mom decided that she didn't want to live in Charming anymore, so she moved CeCe and I to Phoenix, Arizona. I really didn't want to leave my home, but I thought it was time for some kind of change and I thought, if I didn't like it, I'd go back. After a while, Tyler moved down there too, so we could be together.

I was in shock, a couple months later, when I found out I was pregnant. Tyler was estatic, but I honestly didn't know if the baby was his or Jax's. On Febuary 14, 2003- Jaylin Harley Cooper was born, she weighed 6lbs - 4oz and she was 19 1/2 inches long. The first time I held her, that's when I knew in my heart that Jax was her father, I mean, I could just feel it.

As Jaylin's been getting older, I've noticed some things she does that is similar to Jax, plus she has his blue eyes, lips, skin tone, and she even has a little mole on the left side of her face just like Jax does, and Jaylin inherited Jax's stubborness. All she got from me is my hair color and my smart ass attitude. I don't even know how Tyler thinks she's his daughter, it's crazy. I have to tell both of them the truth about Jaylin or this guilt is gonna to eat me up inside.


Now we're in the present and I'm trying to get everyone away from that sick son of a bitch, which means I'll be coming face to face with Jax, after almost six years of not talking or seeing each other. I mean, the only people I kept in touch with was Mom's other best friend Lucy and my cousin Jake- who is a prospect for the club and while I've been keeping in touch with Jake, he was nice enough to tell me that Jax had a son and Tara's back from Chicago. I think this little adventure will be fun, but I'm gonna wing it, and see what happens.


A/N: Ugh! I'm not real fond of these long lines and junk...lol. Well, I'm going to stop right there with this LONG intro, I did my best! Sorry, but I had to. I have no clue when Clay and Gemma got married, all I know is that is was in the mid-90's, so I made up my own year when they did. Well, I just hope you enjoy this and as always R&R kiddies! :-D