A/N: Let me clear some things up. This story is a creation of my own mind I didn't get any ideas from anyone else. Yes there is a woman in the MC if you don't like it don't read it. Thanks to all of my reviewers and followers I love the positive feedback.

Knuckleheads

Jaz stood with a cup of coffee in her hand surveying the scene before her. "Jesus Christ, and to think I live here willingly." She muttered to herself. There was no reason for any group of people to live the way that the guys she knew did.

Tig was passed out face down on the pool table between the legs of some blonde croweater. Chibs was dead to the world on the couch with his sunglasses covering his eyes. Juice was sprawled out across the bar in a puddle of his own drool. Bobby was nowhere to be found that could be either a good thing or a bad thing depending on how much trouble he had gotten into. She walked to the edge of the bar so she could peer over it, she wasn't in the least bit surprised to see Half Sack passed out on the floor back there. Apparently she and Jax had been the only two to make it back to their dorms.

"I think we should be slightly disturbed that this doesn't bother us." Jax said walking in with a cup of coffee in his hand as well.

Jaz had to nod her head in agreement with that statement. "Yeah, I think that I would be more disturbed if they didn't behave like this. We are just not normal people I think it's time that we come to terms with that." she commented in jest.

"But who wants to be normal when we get ride badass bikes and pack heat?" Jax asked her with a sly grin coming to his face.

Jaz rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Am I never to live that comment down? We were sixteen and we had just gotten our cuts. Forgive me if I was excited as fuck at the time." Her brother brought that up every chance that he got.

"Still it probably wasn't what you should have told Clay in reply when he said that there were going to be rules to us being in the club. I believe you said and I quote 'who gives a fuck as long as we get to ride badass bikes and pack heat?' that was pretty bad even for you." Jax couldn't help laughing. Of all the shit that came out of his sister's mouth that was by far the funniest and he would never let her live it down.

"I'm glad that you're still amused." Jaz told him sarcastically. She was actually much softer than she let on, but she couldn't always let that softer side show.

Jax snorted and let his eyes wandered over to the pool table. "Tig is seriously gonna drown like that one of these days."

"Either that or get an infestation of crabs in his beard and nose hairs either one or both seem very likely." Jaz agreed with him flashing a grin in his direction.

Jax hooked and eyebrow and gazed at his sister with an amused smirk lighting his features. "Now that was disturbing, you've got some sick fuckin' shit going on in that head of yours. I don't think I want to know what they did to you at that big fancy school or in the marines, but it has benefitted us." his body was shaking with laughter at this point.

"Don't make me use those skills on you, because I will." Jaz threatened him they both knew that it was an idol threat, he was the last person that she would willingly hurt.

Jax didn't even make an attempt to hide his amusement as he slung his arm around her shoulders. "What would I do without my partner in crime?" he asked her.

"Let's hope that you never have to find out. I mean I know that I went away for like eight years, but we always stayed in touch." Jaz replied relaxing under her brother's embrace. She couldn't help feeling a little guilty for leaving him behind.

"At least visiting you was always fun." Jax winked at her.

"You were always a hit with all of my roommates." Jaz had to grant him his point on that one.

"So, you're gonna check on Wendy for me?" Jax asked changing the subject to something more serious.

"Yeah, I'll check on Wendy for you. Ma said that you should go by the storage unit and see if there is anything in there that you can use." Jaz informed him. They both pretty much did what Gemma said to keep her off their backs.

"The queen of Samcro has spoken I suppose it would be in my best interests to do as she says." Jax said rolling his eyes.

"Come on, I'll go out to the storage unit with you and then I'll go check on Wendy." Jaz offered.

Jax shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, I could use the company." and then he thought of what they had been talking about last night. "So, have you talked to Tara since she's been back?" he asked fishing for information about his ex.

"Yeah, Tara and I have talked. We never stopped talking that was you two. Jax, before you say anything I know that you're my twin brother, but she is like the only female friend I have, maybe cut me a little slack." Jaz answered him in a lot more detail than required.

"You really need to relax, sis, you're gonna have a heart attack if you don't. I could care less if you talk to Tara, you should have at least one normal friend." Jax replied like it wasn't a big deal.

Jaz tapped her brother in the center of his chest. "The last time I checked I wasn't the twin with the heart condition." She reminded him.

"Come on, let's go through that storage unit before Gemma finds out that we dared to disobey a direct order from her." Jax joked punching her in the shoulder.

"I'll race you," Jaz said making her eyebrows dance.

"You're on, we'll take the back roads I wanna avoid getting pulled over if at all possible." Jax accepted her challenge sitting his coffee cup down.

"Deal," Jaz agreed shaking his hand. They had started shaking on things to keep each other honest, if not they were prone to trying to cheat the other.

The Teller family storage unit sat on the outskirts of Charming. The locale was peaceable until the Teller twins came roaring in on their matching black Harleys.

"Don't you ever get sick of eating my dust?" Jaz asked her twin with a smug smirk on her face.

Jax made a show of rolling his eyes at her as he dismounted his bike. "Please, I let you win so would feel good about yourself for a change. If I give your ego a boost then maybe you won't feel the need to fuck Juice." He zinged her good.

"Just for that I'm gonna make a show of hanging all over him." Jaz retorted flipping him off.

"Ha, ha, that's really funny, now tell me that you have the key to this thing." Jax replied fingering the lock on the storage unit.

"Catch," Jaz yelled tossing him the key.

Jax unlocked the storage unit and pulled the door up. "Oh, wow, I think that this is everything from the last fifteen years. Gemma didn't throw shit away."

"I don't even know where to start with this mess." Jaz agreed with her brother.

"Let's just start picking our way through there and see what the fuck we can salvage." Jax suggested.

"Here we go," Jaz said taking the plunge and entering the unit.

The pair picked through the two decades worth of assorted junk for about fifteen minutes. The only really usable things they had come up with were a car seat and a high chair.

"Hey, Jaz, check it out, this is a box of dad's stuff." Jax called out to get her attention while holding up a box of their dad's belongings. He found a clean space and sat down making sure that there was room for his sister next to him.

Jaz took a seat next to her brother. "Well, let's see what's in here." she said.

The two began combing through the contents of the box. They found a few old journals and some pictures of their father from his service in Vietnam. Finally they came to a manila envelope, Jax opened it and pulled out what appeared to be a manuscript.

Both twins stared at the cover page in silence for a moment as they read it.

The Life and Death of Sam Crow: How The Sons Of Anarchy Lost Their Way

By John Thomas Teller

For my sons Thomas who is already at peace and Jackson may he never know this life of chaos. And for my daughter Jasmine may she never fall for a guy like me.

Jax and Jaz both shared a look after reading the dedication in their father's book. Her being a member of the club had long been a bone of contention between the two of them. He thought that she could do better and she thought that she had just as much right as he did to the reaper.

"What do we do about this?" Jax asked because he felt the need to say something.

"I really don't know, Jax. I guess we could keep it and read it." Jaz suggested.

Jax looked her dead in the eyes. "This stays between us, we let no one else in on this." He said laying down the law.

"I'm not stupid, Jax, this could either be the glue that puts the club back together or the wrecking ball that tears it apart. Either way it's time for a change." Jaz replied. She wasn't going to fight him on this one because he was right.

"Good, then we're agreed we're the only two to know about this for now." Jax said and he gave her a pointed look and stuck out his hand.

"Agreed," Jaz said shaking on it. She cussed when her cell rang in her pocket. She checked the screen and saw it was just a reminder that she had set. "Alright, I'll leave you to protect that and go through the rest of this junk." She said pointing to their father's manuscript.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but please remember to check on Wendy for me." Jax begged her. He hadn't heard shit from his ex-wife in a couple of weeks and that unnerved him since she was carrying his kid after all.

"Right after I get out of this stupid meeting that I have to go to I'll check on Wendy for you, I promise." Jaz swore to her brother.

"What kind of meeting?" Jax asked he knew just about everything that was going on with his sister at any given time because those two pretty much shared everything.

"It's not a big deal it's just a thing that I have to do for the marines. I'm not holding out on you or anything like that." Jaz replied. She felt bad for lying to her brother's face, but this was something that she needed to take care of for her.

Jax just nodded his head in acceptance of that. "In that case don't worry about Wendy, I'll call Gemma and have her check up on her."

"Jax, I can still do it if you want me to." Jaz offered hoping that he would turn her down.

"No, it's fine, Gemma can do it, it's not a big deal." Jax assured her somehow knowing that she needed a little bit of time to herself.

"Ok, I promise that I'll take the next welfare check." Jaz replied glad that her brother seemed to know just what she needed at the time.

"Get out of here and go take care of whatever it is that you need to take care of. I'll take care of things here." Jax said tapping their father's book.

Jaz punched her brother in the shoulder affectionately as she rose to go. "Just keep out of trouble while I'm gone. I know that that is hard for you, but give it a try for a change."

Jax flipped her off in reply. "You are such a bitch and what makes it worse is that you're proud of it."

Jaz shot him a cocky smirk. "You know me, I do what I can." She retorted throwing a wave over her shoulder at him.

Jax shook his head as he watched his sister get on her bike and ride away. He pulled out his cell and dialed a number. "Hey, Gemma, I need you to go by the house and check on Wendy. Jaz had something come up and she's not gonna be able to do it." He listened to what his mother had to say before replying. "Ok, thanks, Ma." He said into the phone before hanging up.

He looked at his father's manuscript and sighed. He only hoped that he could find some answers in there.

Dr. Tara Knowles was a green eyed brown haired beauty and the first love of Jax Teller. She hadn't spoken to Jax in eleven years since she left Charming to go to college and he refused to go with her. She had however stayed in close contact with Jaz over the years. Her old flame's twin was the one exception that she had made to cutting all ties to the MC.

She smiled now as she looked across the hospital cafeteria and saw her best friend at the same time she saw her.

"I don't think that I really believed you were a doctor until just now." Jaz said walking up to the other woman.

"Jaz, I'm almost afraid to ask, but what are you doing here?" Tara asked. She knew that it was entirely possible that a Member of Samcro had wound up in the hospital due to their illicit dealings.

"I had business in this part of town, so I figured I would stop by and see if my best friend was free for lunch." Jaz replied with a grin.

"At least you had the decency to take your cut off before coming in here." Tara joked with her.

"My cut is out in one of my saddle bags. I had a meeting with my lawyer and I really just needed to talk. There I said it, I hope you're happy, you made me admit the one thing that I didn't want to. I, Jasmine Teller, just need to talk to my friend." Jaz went off on a rant.

"Come on we'll sit and see how much of a talk we can get in before I get called away." Tara said leading her to an open table. "What did you have to see your lawyer about?" she asked knowing that that was what had prompted this visit.

"What do you think that I would need to see a lawyer about?" Jaz asked in reply. As long as she and Tara had known each other her reason for seeking legal counsel should have been obvious.

"Oh that," Tara said her eyes lighting up in recognition of the problem.

"Yeah that," Jaz responded with a sigh. "I mean it's been fifteen years I should probably just let it go. What's done is done there is no sense in dragging up ancient history." She really hated to sound like she was whining, but the situation was just really fucked up.

"You have every right to want to make things right. What they forced you to do was wrong especially so soon after losing your dad. I want you to listen to me you're not the one in the wrong for wanting to change things, they were wrong for making you do it in the first place." Tara told her firmly. They had had this conversation many times and sometimes all Jaz needed to hear was that she hadn't done anything wrong.

"How is it that that makes so much more sense coming from you than when I try to tell myself the same thing?" Jaz asked arching her eyebrow.

"Probably because you're a stubborn bitch and I'm the only one who has ever been able to talk any sense into you. For some reason that I have never figured out you listen to me whereas you argue with everyone else yourself included." Tara explained to her in a mocking tone.

"Don't try to get cute, bitch." Jaz retorted unable to contain a smirk.

Tara threw her hands up in a sign of surrender. "Hey, you came to me for help, I didn't seek you out." she teased.

"You are so lucky that you're my best friend and I love you." Jaz warned her.

"Oh, I guess you would go all Samcro Princess on me if I wasn't?" Tara asked a cheeky grin in place.

"No, I only reserve that type of reaction for people who really piss me off." Jaz corrected her.

At that moment both Tara and Jaz's cells went off.

"Emergency," Tara reported with a heavy sigh.

"Gemma," Jaz offered rolling her eyes.

"If you need to talk anymore you know where to find me." Tara said laying a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I know where to find you." Jaz replied giving her a brave smile to show that she was ok. "What do you want, Ma?" she asked answering her phone. Her face fell as she heard what her mother had to say. "I'll be right there." She replied automatically.

Gemma and Jaz were sitting in the waiting room of the maternity unit when Jax and some other members of the club came rushing in.

"Ma, what's going on?" Jax demanded his face flush with concern.

"That junkie bitch you married did a damn good job or trying to kill your baby. She was strung out and they had to do an emergency c-section. He's ten weeks early and they're not sure if he's gonna make it." Gemma informed him.

"Where did she get it?" Jax asked steel coming into his voice and eyes. He knew that Wendy was a crank addict, but he had hoped she would stay clean while she was pregnant.

"The Hairy Dog," Gemma answered him.

"That's where Darby's guys hang out and sell their shit." Jaz threw out there unnecessarily.

"Way to state the obvious, Jaz." Jax spit out. He didn't mean to snap at her, but he was in a shitty mood.

"Sorry, I was just saying." Jaz replied trying not to take offense to her brother's misplaced anger.

"How do you want to handle this?" Clay asked his stepson

Jax set his jaw in a hard line. "I'm gonna talk to a doctor and then I'm gonna go make the bastards pay." He swore his eyes going dark with rage. It was one thing for the Nords to deal that shit and it was another thing entirely for them to sell to his pregnant ex. He was going to make them pay and make them pay dearly.

A/N: Here is the next chapter I hope you guys enjoyed it. Until next time please review.