A/N: Hey guys! I know what your thinking. I have so many stories why am I starting another one. Well if you've read any of my other stories then you know that when I get an idea in my head that it won't go away until I've written something. So here's the first chapter of this stories. It's a little different than my usual stuff. At least I think that it is. If I get 5 reviews I'll write another chapter.

Chapter 1

Do you ever have that feeling where it seems like everything in your life is going great and then all of a sudden it seems like everything is crashing? Well that's my life. Thirteen years ago, I married the love of my life. Now granted things have never been perfect, but things weren't bad either…unless it was things dealing with the club. Let me back up…My name is Emma Teller. My husband or shall I say soon-to-be ex-husband is Jax Teller. He's the VP of SAMCRO. His best friend is my brother. Opie Winston. That's right I'm one of the children of the first 9. My dad tried to tell me that the only thing that was going to come out of my relationship with Jax was heartbreak. And in a way he was right.

Jax and I have known each other our entire lives. I'm older than Opie so I remember everything. I remember Jax's Dad, JT too. I also remember when my mom left my Dad too. She couldn't handle the club anymore. She tried to take me and Opie with her when she left but my dad protested. When I was a senior in high school, Jax dated this awful girl, Tara Knowles. I couldn't stand her. Never the less, he fell in love with her. When I graduated, I went to the community college out in Stockton. Over the next three years, it was like Jax and Tara were glued at the hip. When they were 16, Jax and Opie dropped out so that they could prospect for the club. I always knew that they would. A year later, Jax shows up at my apartment in the middle of the night. I remember it like it was yesterday.

***Flashback ***

I went to answer my door, because whoever it was, wasn't going to stop knocking. When I opened my front door, I was surprised to see Jax standing there. Normally, he would be with Tara at this time of night. "Jax? What're you doing here? It's like 2 o'clock in the morning." I said, opening my door and letting him in.

He walked in and I shut the door behind him. We walked into my living room. "Tara's leaving." He said.

I looked up at him. I could see the hurt in his eyes. "What?" I asked, trying to make sure that I heard him right.

"Tara told me tonight that after graduation that she's leaving Charming. She's going to Chicago. Apparently, she got into Northwestern." Jax says.

"That's a good school." I said, earning myself a glare from Jax. "Sorry."

"I don't know what to do. She wants me to go with her."

What? Tara wanted him to leave his family and the club? "She wants you to leave the club?" I asked, and he nodded. "Jax, does she understand that if you do that then you can't ever come back to Charming?" I ask him.

He shakes his head. "No, I have explained the full extent of that choice to her." Jax says. I feel bad for him. "Tell me what to do."

"Don't go." I said.

****End of Flashback***

In the end, he let Tara go. I wasn't sure if it was because of the club or because of me that I told him not to go with Tara. A year after Tara left, Jax and I were at a club party and we ended up hooking up. The next morning, we both thought that it was going to be awkward, but we ended up finding out that we both had feelings for each other. My dad was pissed when he found out. Even though I had grown up around the club, my dad had never wanted me to end up with one of the guys.

Six months later, Opie was getting married. Donna had found out that she was pregnant, so my brother had proposed and they decided to get married before she started showing. It wasn't long after they got married that I found out that I was pregnant. I thought that my dad and Opie were going to kill Jax.

***Flashback***

Opie, Dad and I were having dinner at the diner and I had just told them that I was pregnant. "I'm going to kill him." Opie said.

"Not if I get to him first." Dad said.

They both stood up from the table and were about to start towards the door when I stopped them. "You can't." I said.

They both turned and looked at me. "Why not?" Opie asked me.

"Because he doesn't know yet." I said.

After two hours of convincing my Dad and Opie not to kill Jax, I found myself pulling into the parking lot of TM. Jax was in the garage working on a car. I got out of my car and walked over to the picnic table in front of the clubhouse to wait for him. When he got finished, he walked over to me. "Hey you. I thought you were having lunch with your Dad and Ope." He said.

"I did." I said. I really hoped that I didn't have a look of worry on my face.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

"I need to talk to you." I said, and he nodded. "Not here."

"Okay, we'll go inside." He said, knowing that he meant his room. We walked inside, through the barroom and back to his room. Once we were inside and the door was shut, he looked at me. "I'm gonna wash up and then we can talk, okay?" He said, and I nodded. He walked to the bathroom. While he was in the bathroom, I walked over to his desk and hopped on it to sit. A few minutes later he came out. He stood right in front of me, placing his hands on my thighs. "Now, what did you want to talk about?" He asked me.

I took a deep breath. "I need you to try not to over react." I said, and he nodded. "I'm pregnant…we're pregnant." I told him. I watched his face trying to judge his reaction. He started pacing the room. He still hadn't said anything. If he tried to back out of helping with this baby whether he still wanted to be with me or not…dad and Opie would kill him. "Can you say something please? Your kind of making me nervous." I said.

Jax stopped pacing and walked over to me. "Your dad and Ope are gonna kill me." He said.

"It's been mentioned." I told him.

He put his hand on the back of my neck and leaned forward and kissed me. When he pulled back, he stared into my eyes. "I love you." He said.

"I love you too." I told him. God did I love him.

"We're having a baby." He said, barely above a whisper.

I nodded. "We're having a baby." I said.

***End of Flashback****

Clay and Gemma had been ecstatic when we told them that we were having a baby. Three days later, Jax and I were at the courthouse with my dad, Opie, Donna, Clay and Gemma. That was when I went from being Emma Winston to being Emma Teller.

7 and 1/2 months later, Jax and I found ourselves at the hospital with me in labor. It had been three o'clock in the morning. He had been at the clubhouse asleep. They'd gotten back late from a run and he'd just crashed there, too tired to drive home. After sixteen hours of labor, I gave birth to our daughter, Marissa Ray. She's my pride and joy.

Over the course of the next three years, things are great. At least until I get pregnant again. This time it's a boy. Jax starts growing distant towards the end of my pregnancy. 8 weeks before my due date I find myself at the hospital. Pre-term labor. I ended up having to a C-section. I had my son, JT jr.. Jax wasn't there for any of it. I thought that Opie was going to kill him for sure.

Three months later, I found out that Jax had cheated on me. I packed me and the kids up and left. I ended up in Seattle. Happy and I had become good friends over the years when he would come to Charming. When I told him what happened, he offered to let me, and the kids stay with him. And we did. For 5 years. Somehow Jax found out where we were, and he sent me divorce papers. I was pissed. I was seeing red.

I packed me and the kids up as fast as I could. After 5 years, we were going home. I had a husband to deal with.

Charming here we come.