Hi guys,
I'm back with a new story which kind of follows in the same vein as 'What I want for you' but from a JT/Jax perspective. Basically it's JT giving Jax advice on how to keep and please the woman he loves, which we see Jax do through flashbacks. I think that we need a little lightness as Jax and Tara seem to be having a pretty tough time this season. So, I hope you enjoy and any reviews are welcomed :-)
Disclaimer: I do not own Sons of Anarchy or anything associated with it, that's all Mr Kurt Sutter's. The quotes used are from artwork called 'Primitives' by Kathy, they are not mine either.
23rd February 1993
A little under a year before John Teller's fateful bike accident, JT called his eldest and only surviving son, into the family's study.
A fourteen year old Jax stood in the doorway, racking his brain around what he might have done wrong. He could take the heat from Gemma and her loud mouth as she screamed at him for messing up yet again but there was something even more intimidating about the disappointment that Jax saw in JT's eyes if he was in trouble.
"Sit down son"
JT motioned for Jax to sit on the sofa that faced the back leather chair that he sat on. Jax sat down on the couch, constantly running over in his mind what misdemeanour he was about to get called out on. He anxiously waited for his dad to start.
JT fidgeted in his chair, clasping his hands together as if praying for strength to help him through this conversation. "It's occurred to me son that we've never really sat down to talk about something"
Jax twitched nervously in his seat. Christ, he wanted to have 'that' conversation. Jax smirked across at his father.
"Look dad, you don't need to tell me about the birds and the bees. Mom sat me down years ago and told me all about it"
Jax didn't need to inform his dad that he had lost his own virginity four months prior to the conversation they were having now. He'd lost it to some croweater called Sally…or was it Sarah?... maybe it was Sandy?
Embarrassment flushed through JT's pale cheeks as Jax's words washed over him. Christ, he didn't want to have that conversation either.
"No, no. That's not what I'm talking about son. I want to talk about …." JT twitched slightly before continuing "…girls"
Jax looked at his father expectantly. Wasn't that what they had just been talking about? In Jax's mind girls were good for just one thing. Sex.
JT cleared his throat "There's gonna be a day son when you're going to want an Old Lady. You're going to want to settle down and raise your own family"
Jax shook his head, his blonde hair shaking with the movement "Nah, I don't think so. All I've ever wanted is to be part of the club, a Harley and a kutte will do me just fine"
The look of disappointment that flashed across JT's face didn't go unnoticed by his eldest son "I hope not. There's more to life than Samcro, Jackson"
This truly confused Jax. Hadn't his Old Man set up the club? Hadn't Samcro been his baby that he had seen grow? Why did he not want Jax to be part of that?
"One day son, and it may not be anytime soon, you will want to find a girl who you will want to build a life with. I know we've never really discussed this before, but I want you to find someone who is going to love you for the person you are Jackson, not because of the kutte on your back"
JT shuffled in his seat a little more, inching closer to his son "So when you find her, and you will find her one day, here's my advice to you….."