Chapter 2:
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Full credit goes to Kurt Sutter and the amazing writing team. This is NOT based on any real life events or people and is completely a work of fiction.
-I am aware that the timing is unrealistic, I wanted to put this theme with Gemma & Clay's 20th anniversary, so I had to ditch the timelines. Don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about, I did the research, I know the timelines. This is fanFICTION, & the show is fiction. Critiques & reviews are appreciated-
Gemma Teller woke up the next morning. The light contained by the thick curtains, it was 9 o'clock. She still had to pack for the both of them, get ready, and head to T-M. She figured Clay was wrapping up last minute club business.
She pulled herself out of bed and made a pot of coffee. She caught a glimpse of her tattoo. A smile overtook Gemma's face. Having Clay permanently written on her was an amazing feeling. After packing both of their suitcases, she got ready. An aqua, lacey, corset like strapless top, a cropped black leather jacket , dark wash skinny jeans, and matching aqua Mary-Janes. Gemma had to make sure to make her husband hard, not to mention every other guy she passed.
Gizelle Medow Samara awoke in her bright, white walled, hotel room. She rolled over, it was 9:30. 'Shit I overslept' She leaped out of bed, and into the shower.
Ezzy headed to "Kikks & Toms", she worked until 4 o'clock. Then headed back to the hotel, she threw the stuff she wouldn't need for a while into the back of her truck. Grabbed her laptop, and headed to a coffee shop.
It was research time. After a few hours, she knew more than she wanted to. The Sons of Anarchy have a violent rap sheet for, gun running, selling, and numerous murder charges. Gemma Teller had been married to the creator of the so called club, John Thomas Teller. They had 2 sons Jaxson Teller, and Thomas Teller. Thomas died of a heart defect at the age of 6. John died 3 years later.
Gemma was currently married to the president Clay Morrow. He had an assault charge, breaking and entering, conspiracy charges, domestic disturbance, and Automatic Weapons Charges which was the most recent.
Gemma's son Jax, was the VP. He had a smuggling charge, gun running, extortion, assault and battery, and the same Automatic Weapons charge.
'Wow. Family of crime. Maybe Charming wasn't the place to settle.'
Gemma arrived at T-M at noon. She had stopped by victoria's secret to get some things for the trip. It would be a very fun weekend. She noticed Clay and Unser talking.
"Hey Wayne" She hugged him "What are you doing here?"
"Just wishing you two a happy anniversary." Unser replied "I had a feeling you would be getting outta here!" He carefully gazed at the secret love of his life.
She walked over to Clay. He slung his arm around her pulling her in. "Hey handsome" she smirked "I got us both packed, when are we leaving?"
"Thought I'd work till 5:00, we can go home, grab the bags & head off?" He eyed his wife. God why did she dress like that when they couldn't even take off and fuck.
"Well imma leave the happy couple of 20 years, but have a good time!" Unser dismissed himself.
Gemma headed to the office. She would work until 3:00, then head to Jax's and say goodbye to Abel and Thomas. A few hours later, she had her work done and had told off Juice for making a mess. Jax came into the office
"So what's you and Clay's plans for tomorrow?"
"He's taking me away tonight, we should be out all weekend." She grinned at the thought.
"Well enjoy yourself ma! Will you two say bye later?"
"Yeah. I'm gonna go say bye to Abel and Thomas, but I'll head back in a hour or so."
With that, Gemma pulled her caddy off the lot, and drove to Jax's. Needa was there with the boys. She walked in, and asked her for a minute.
"GAMMA!" The beautiful blonde haired boy ran and wrapped himself around her legs.
"Hi baby boy" She spoke softly, sitting down on the floor and pulling Thomas out of his bouncy seat. "How are you?"
"I hungry" Abel looked up at Gemma with love and admiration.
"Well I can do something about that. How does grilled cheese sound?"
"Good" He flashed a little grin.
Gemma pulled herself off of the floor, sat Thomas back in his chair, and walked to the kitchen. She grabbed a slice of bread and threw it on the stove. Once it was finished, she poured a glass of milk and sat across from Abel.
"So baby, Gamma and Gampa are gonna go away for a few days." She smiled at him.
A look of sorrow and confusion came across his face. "Bu… But… Why?"
"We're just gonna go to the beach and hang out for a few days. You and your brother are gonna have a lot of fun here too. We'll be back very soon, I promise." Gemma attempted to assure him.
"Okay… I'll miss you" He looked up at her, water spilling out of his big blue eyes.
"Oh baby boy!" Gemma spoke pulling him into her lap. "I'll miss you too. But me and Gampa will can you everyday."
"I love you Gamma."
"And I love you!"
Ezzy had learned enough. She headed back to her hotel room. She needed to do something to get her mind off the horror she had just read. She turned on her "Bring Me the Horizon" station on Pandora and the song "Crooked Young" came on. She turned it up, and decided to dye the bottom half of her hair black. She was a licensed hair stylist, and always did her own hair.
Gemma drove home and called Tara.
"Hey babe"
"Hi"
"Can you come to my place, I got some things to tell you and Lyla?"
"Yeah. Everything okay?"
"Amazing actually. Just some news."
"I'll be there in 10"
Gemma called Lyla and got the same response. She grabbed a beer and waited. 5 minutes later they both walked in.
"What's going on Gem?" Tara questioned.
"Sit down, it's just a few things I need to tell you before me and Clay go away tonight."
"Where ya goin?" Lyla grinned, she wanted her and Ope to have the relationship Gemma and Clay had. They were two halfs to a whole, he moved, she moved to fit his position. It wasn't something they thought about, it just was.
"He won't tell me! But the main reason I have you girls here is cause there's new pussy moving to Charming." Gemma only had a few minutes and she had to get to the main point.
"Should we be worried?" Tara asked.
"Naw. It shouldn't be that big of a deal, but if you see her, either of you. I'd like to you introduce yourselves as Gemma's daughter-in-laws." Tara would be soon, and Opie was as good as her son, and they were sure to be married soon.
"What does she look like?" Lyla smiled, Gemma's daughter-in-law. That was a big title. She laughed to herself.
"Small, pale, dyed red hair, full sleeve, early 20's" The queen spoke in fragments.
"Wait. How do you even know this girl?" Lyla spoke questioning this whole thing.
"She works at "Kikks & Toms" I was there getting a little surprise tat for Clay.
"Can I ask where and what?" Tara laughed, knowing those two it was something sexual. They were always sneaking off the lot & fucking.
"Yeah." Gemma grinned "It's this" She pulled off her ring and wiped the concealer off of her finger.
"Oh Gemma!" Lyla gushed. "Thats amazing!"
"I think he'll love it to!" Gemma replied. "But, anyways, if you see her, her name is Ezzy, introduce yourselves, say your guys name, appearance, and position, and move along."
"I can do that." Tara was actually happy to scare some new pussy. The last thing she wanted was another Ima deal.
"Well… I gotta go. But have fun… relax… get a good lay… and don't worry about anything." Lyla giggled.
"Me too mama Gemma." Tara agreed.
The girls both left, Gemma had taken care of business. She went upstairs to fix her hair and makeup, and recover her tat. Then she left for the club house.
Gemma arrived at T-M to find Jax and Clay talking.
"You girls swapping secrets?"
"We sure are. He knows where I'm taking you." Clay confessed flashing his half smile that made her melt.
"Well… Should we say bye to the guys and take off?" Gemma spoke in a suggestive tone.
"Guys. Get your lazy asses over here!" Clay commanded.
Opie, Tig, Chibs, Juice, Piney, and Kozik all half ran over. "As I'm hoping at least a few of you know." Gemma spoke making eye contact with Tig, Piney, and Opie. "Tomorrow is my and Clay's 20th anniversary."
Whistles, Applause, and Hollers overtook the guys. Gemma hugged all of them, and the biker king and queen went back home. They threw their bags into the back of Gemma's car, Clay drove. The radio was on, but other than that, they sat in silence, thinking of all of the wonderful times in the past 20 years. The Bruce Springsteen song "I'm on Fire" came in.
Gemma gazed up into her husbands eyes. "It's our song baby!" She gave a big toothy grin.
"It is…" He replied softly. "I love you so much Gem… You're my goddamn world. And just so you know… you're driving me crazy in that top." His tone dripped with raw lust.
Gemma melted "How much longer? I need you baby" She stressed.
"15 minutes if I speed. I can't handle myself much longer." He chuckled running his rough hand up his wife's thigh.
Fifteen minutes later, they pulled up to a beautiful beach front house. Clay jumped out and went to open Gemma's door. She greeted him with a kiss.
"Why don't you go check it out. I'll get the bags." Clay decided to be a gentleman.
"You sure?"
"Course darling"
Gemma walked in to find a stunning two story beach house. It was nice, but very comfortable. There was a pool in the back, and a golf cart with a map of the beach. He had gone overboard but it was amazing. Clay walked on with the bags and she followed him upstairs to the master bedroom. It was a beautiful palette of caramels, browns, and tans. The bathroom was huge, with a jetted tub big enough for six, and a steam shower. She walked back into the bedroom.
"This is stunning Clay!" She gushed.
"Only the best for you my queen." He grabbed her face and the fun began.
Ezzy had just finished her nails. She was stressed. Very stressed. SAMCRO was a dangerous presence in her new town. But… It seemed so special, so different. She had to move tomorrow. She didn't have much stuff and the house came furnished, but still. It was a lot to do on her own.
'Shit. My dog.' She also had to drive up to stockton and get her pregnant pitbull, Macy. She was due any day now.
"Oh shit… Fuck Clay! Baby." Gemma moaned pressed up against the wall.
The phone rang. It was hers
"Who is it?" She panted.
"Tara." He grumbled.
"Shit I gotta get it."
"Hello." She attempted to catch her breath.
"Well I have great timing." Tara laughed.
"What do you want?"
"Abel won't sleep until he skypes you and Clay."
"It's gonna be like 10 minutes." Gemma hung up.
"What is it?" Clay grumbled.
"We gotta Skype Able."
They got dressed. Clay in blue plaid pants and a black wife beater. Gemma in a black nighty she had picked up from Victoria's Secret earlier. She grabbed the I-pad and called Tara.
"Gamma! Gampa!" Able giggled.
"Hi baby boy" Gemma spoke attempting to forget the pleasure he was interrupting.
"Where are you?" His big blue eyes looking up into Clay's.
"We're at the beach!" He exclaimed lurching his body up causing Able to giggle.
"I miss you!" He smiled.
"And we miss you!" Gemma replied, glaring at Tara.
"Lets let grandma and grandpa get back to packing." Tara picked up the sleepy toddler taking him to bed.
