AN: Hey Jax & Jenna fans, My friend ZomMama612 and I are doing a SoA/TWD xover as you can see using my characters and storylines from Jenna verse and her Walking Dead Original character AnnaBeth James and her story No Pretty Other Side! If you feel inclined and haven't yet check out ZM and all her talents! We own nothing but the people we created Jennasis Winston Teller, Arizona Teller, and Annabeth James. As always Opie's kids have different names from cannon for continuity purposes. This story will stand completely alone from both story verse it obviously will not be mentioned in future works. SOA & TWD belong to their writers and to FX & AMC respectively. We mean no harm this is just for fun. No profit is made. Lastly if you enjoyed it please do tell us! Thank you for reading this exceptionally long note! Enjoy.-MM and ZM
The butter yellow and white shuttered antebellum mansion seems like an off place to have a biker run whore house but that's what it was before the turn. SAM Lanta's home base and Charla's Painted Pony Escort House. Jax opens the gate and Jenna waits as he remounts his bike before going up the winding hill. The lot and hill is surprisingly empty. They'd gone from chapter to chapter to try and find some vestiges of family but they always came up empty.
She gets out of the truck. "Got the back babe." Jax said.
"Take Trey." She advised not looking up at as she loaded her nine millimeter.
"Be careful Jenna." Jax reached through the rolled down truck window and brushed one of her curly red locks fluttering the wind.
"Same goes handsome." She said shooting him a halfhearted devil may care smile. "Trey Piermont?" She called to her nephew helping his sister settle Arizona in the back carrier.
"Yes'm.?"
"You stay close to Uncle Jax."
"Always do." He replied looking so much like Opie with blind confidence in his eyes that her heart almost hurt.
"Good." She got out of her truck and unloaded Abel as they disappeared around the back of the huge house.
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Jenna pulls herself up the stairs. It's a noisy process but it's unavoidable. Paige guarding her back with Arizona strapped to her back knife in one hand and Abel's hand in the other.
"Shh Mama!" Abel warned as she reached the porch.
"That's right Abe be my mouse." She whispered softly reaching up to grab the key from a hulled out piece of siding.
She can feel eyes on her seconds before the door opens. Her gun is pulled pointed right between the green eyes of a delicate looking blonde woman. "Who the fuck are you post apocalypse Barbie?" She gritted out. If the girl is rattled Jenna can't tell.
"Who the fuck am I? Who the Fuck are you?" The blonde drawled out as the tip of her arrow matches the gun. Footsteps are heard thumping from down the hall behind her and Jenna tries to look past the intruder. "Eyes on me Wheels."
Jenna flicked her turquoise blue eyes back at the girl gaze razor sharp and unforgiving. "I can survive an arrow sweetheart you won't survive my bullets I was deadly before the world went to shit and just so we're clear? I'll look anywhere I damn well please." She spat back knowingly.
"Aunt Jenny run?" Paige asked.
"Annabeth." Jenna heard a man speak from behind her. A man with steel blue eyes appeared behind the shorter woman who now had a name. "Back down." He said lowly.
"Why?"
"Because He knows I have no hesitancy left in me." He put a picture frame in Annabeth's eye line.
"She owns the joint." He said. The blonde glared at him and grunted, backing away from the door.
"Do I know you?" Jenna asked.
Daryl shook his head. "No. You knew my brother."
"I know lots of brothers Dude…. Be more specific." She said growing impatient.
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Annabeth sniped.
Jenna aims the gun at her again this time clicking off the safety "Test me bitch." The threat is dead serious and spoken in a ice cold tone.
Jenna heard someone stomp up behind her. "I know you've been itchin' to waste a blonde with fake tits since I wouldn't let you off Ima but we decided to use Ammo wisely. 'Sides those tits look real." Jax joked and smirked at her. "Ease up? For me Darlin'?" he said leaning down in to her sight line lowering the weapon.
"You better watch who the Fuck you're talking to." Daryl spoke to Jax.
"What are you gonna do about it hillbilly?" Jax stepped in front of Jenna.
"Boys." Jenna called out. "Let's focus on what is important like why you're squatting on my property."
"Whatever Jenna… your rack's better anyway." He muttered still glaring darkly toward Daryl
"Thanks babe. Now, Katniss Everdeen's boyfriend needs to tell me who the hell he is." She said as she laid the gun in her lap.
"You knew my brother. Merle Dixon. Loud mouth coke head, Neo-Nazi." Daryl still had his finger on the trigger of his bow, lowered to his waist.
"That's not a glowing recommendation. He gave Callie Harlow the clap and stole weaponry." Jenna replied with a speculative look.
"No, it ain't but that was him. Said if I ever needed anything, SAMCRO could help."
And you need what? It's the end of the fucking world bro, we all need shit." Jax grumbled.
"We came back just for the powder and lead. Been holed up in a farm just across into Carolina. Steady place, couple kids, brand new baby. Running low on ammo and new this was the place for it." He answered.
"Look," Annabeth sighed, "it took us a week to get here. It'll take nearly two to get back. You gonna help or not?" She said looking to Jax and ignoring Jenna entirely.
"You aren't in a position to demand shit girl. I know where everything is not my husband. "She gave the demanding bitch a smug smile.
"Then fucking help." AB growled. Daryl grabbed the hem of her shirt as she took a step toward the woman.
"I have people that need protecting too. What good would it do for me to do you an unchecked kindness in sharing with you? "Jenna inquired.
"Aunt Jenny, they're coming." Paige said wary voice trembling as a group of walkers was rounding their way to the fence.
"Fuck Jax, you were close it." Jenna yelled.
She turns smoothly almost all the way around and kills the one wondering toward her niece and baby. 'Inside NOW! We're coming in deal with it!"
Jenna shoves Jax through the door and turns and puts herself in front of him. He shoots the ones she can't get as the kids run to them. Abel scrambles up her lap and into Jax's free arm. Jenna grabs her nephew and pulls him in as Jax yanks her chair inside. She lets off a shot as Paige goes through the door and walker simply touches Arizona She hits the walker between the eyes, Paige kicks the door shut and Jax leans on it to hold it closed.
"Goddamn that was like watching ballet." Annabeth said.
"Neither of you missed once." Daryl said.
"Life skill." Jenna said breath heaving. "Any of you bit? Someone check the baby over."
Jax quickly looked over the kids and grabbed Arizona. He runs his fingers over the baby's soft skin and sighs in relief. "She's okay." He kissed her little red head.
"You sure? "Jenna asked to be doubly assured.
"Zona's tough not a scratch on her." He answered exhaling tiredly.
Arizona noshed her teeth at Jax. "Teethies." She said with a wide fearless grin.
"Yup. They didn't get my girl though." He replied laughing only his child could face death and smile on it.
"Everyone alright?" Daryl asked stepping into the room. He and AB locked up the front door.
"We're fine." Jax said through gritted teeth.
Jenna rolled over and picked up the picture Daryl had shown the girl. The glass front of the frame shattered in the hustle and bustle.
"I'll get the glass up Aunt Jenny." Paige walked past them.
"Brooms in the kitchen closet, and Pay?"
"I'm armed." She pulled a gun from the back of her jeans and held up her knife.
She nodded then sat and stared at the photo as if held answers.
Jenna can feel everyone looking at her. Jax was the only one who moved to her side. "Your first big rally, you rode with Ope because we were still a secret." They stand in a huge leather clad crowd. Her brother stood to her right scowling into the camera. Jax stands on her left and a little behind her his hand slyly placed on her back. Her parents are down front and Donna stands next to Opie. "It's everyone Jax."
"So take it." He kissed her temple.
"Enough sentimentality. Will you help?" Annabeth asked.
"Why should we be generous to you? If you had any idea who we were you'd know that is an uncommon occurrence." Jax stated.
"Because we're all doin'the same thing. Tryin'to survive." Daryl replied. AB stood cautiously close to him.
"We have some extra supplies in the truck we could trade for the ammo." Annabeth seemed to do better with Jax than Jenna.
"Simple transaction." She added.
"But it's not simple I'm using the powder stores to set bombs in the event my wife is trapped alone she can protect herself and the children." Jax said leaned back on the wall arms crossed.
"There is at least enough powder in that shed to blow a crater into the next county. Sparing some few hundred rounds wouldn't dent the supply." AB grumbled.
"You can run, I can't. He loves me. He doesn't know you therefore I win. Though if we gave you a small portion what's to keep you from returning to take from us again. Merle was right SAMCRO would help you but it doesn't exist anymore sweetheart, your looking at what's left. Jennasis Winston-Teller, Jackson Teller. Daughter of Piney Winston son of John Teller founding members of one of the best crime syndicates on the West Coast."Jenna said with a proud confident gleam her eye. Just for a second Jax sees the Biker Queen again. He smiles half tempted to just let her let it all fly on the bossy blonde.
"This ain't West Coast. Welcome to the south. Home of hospitality. So show some." AB argued.
Jenna smiled all sugar coated razor blades. "Listen up you trailer trash Jessica Simpson wanna be I'm going to put a bullet up your uptight prissy ass if you keep it up. That's the last warning. Next time I shoot you get me? "She waited expectantly for answer.
"Control your woman man or I let mine go." Jax advised.
Daryl leans in to whisper to AB. "Baby..." She visibly calms and backs away. Jenna has the nerve to laugh.
"Don't make that a habit." AB growled to Daryl.
"I said you get me?" Jenna pushed.
"I hear you; I'm out played by a cripple."
"Hey! There are certain things you don't say to my wife." Jax warns as Jenna rolled off toward the expansive kitchen.
"Hey my Jenna." Jax called to his wife.
"Fine Jaxy, I'm pissed but fine go check around. Give me Arie."
He handed her the baby. "Back porch is screened in and cleared of all things deadened let the girl run a bit." He said kissing the baby's head. His hand slid down Jenna's arm to squeeze her hand "Be back Baby."
"Okay."
"Promise you won't shoot Blondie I don't wanna dispose of bodies today."
"I promise not shoot her while you're gone." Jenna allowed.
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"You need to calm down. Let me handle this. This ain't your shit. I grew up with this. You stick to nurse stuff." Jax heard Daryl tell AB coming back into the room.
"Good advice." Jax grinned
She rolled past Daryl in the kitchen who is standing eating a peach and staring at her. "You never seen a cripple or something?" She groused.
"Not one like you."
Jenna laughed. "Thank you."
"How'd you manage to last?" Daryl asked honest to god curious.
Jenna let the baby down and answered while pulling back her hair."I flat out refuse to be eaten. "Sides I survived before this, I'll survive after it. Winston's die bloody but we die by our choices not some shitty ass fate."
"Don't we all. You ain't from this chapter. How'd you get back?" He bit into the peach. While leaning on the counter as Jenna went through the drawers.
"Nah, I'm from redwood, the original charter. We drove." She answered looking to see if Charla's pot supply had gone untouched she opens the cookie jar. It's there in a mid-size baggie. She closes the lid.
"Before or after the turn?"
"After, our town got over run, but I know my way around the clubs. Wasn't always sunshine and roses for me and Jax it was more poison thorns and guilt for a while."
"Must have been hard with the kids. We have two of our own back at camp fourteen and one. Had another but she was lost early on. Come to think of it, two others too." He said.
"I'm sorry to hear that we've been lucky then again my life has always been hard this is just a different type."
"Yeah. I can relate." Normally Daryl wasn't so forthcoming, especially to a stranger, but he felt a sense of normalcy around Jenna.
The baby walks up to Daryl and slaps his pant leg. "Hi!"
"I Arie!" She introduced herself.
"Aren't you a little ass kicker." Daryl grinned.
"Arie what?" Jenna provided.
"Fuckin' Teller." She parroted dutifully
"You can thank her daddy for that." Daryl stifled a laugh.
"We're working on the fucking part."
"Her name is Arizona Dawn Teller." Abel said coming in. "I'm Abel."
"Abel, where'd you go?" AB called out in a sing song voice. "If I find you, you're it."
Jenna asked concerned. "Is she good with kids?"
"Like they're her own." A sad little smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"You said you had..."
"Yeah in our group. Not ours. Mine and hers."
Jenna nodded. "Oh, Paige and Trey are my brothers... Abel is mine in every way that counts, Arie is mine of course and Jackson's."
"There you are "AB found Abel with his mother. She looked at Daryl and frowned. He and Jenna seemed too chummy for her own good. Daryl Dixon wasn't chummy.
Arizona made grabbing motions at Daryl. He picked her up. "Do I remind her of someone?"
"Nah, she just likes men nothing turns mean bikers to Jell-O like a pretty baby"
AB silently watched as Daryl played with the babe in his arms. It was the one place he always looked so comfortable, holding a baby.
Jax walked back in. Hey Darlin' "He directed at AB "AJ." He directed to Abel who was getting ready to count for hide and seek in a corner of the living room.
.
"Your wife always so chummy?"
"Men flock to her always have. There's something about her." Jax watches her fondly at a distance.
"And you're fine with it?"
"Honey, he ain't competition." He replied walking over to Jenna.
"Hey Darlin' that tank you mentioned was clear. No floaters the kids can bathe." He leaned over and kissed her. "You check the jar?"
"Yeah, Jackpot." She grinned, once a Winston always a Winston.
