Heels clicking against pavement, hands stuffed into her back pockets, Evelyn tried to force the last remaining threads of anxiety from her mind as she followed Chibs towards the club. He didn't make any further comments on her demeanor, and hadn't questioned her when she'd insisted he lead the way. She watched, steps hesitating for a moment, as he pushed the door open. The voices of the people inside, all welcoming him happily, helped ease the last of the anxiety away, but Evelyn still approached cautiously.
"Where is she?" said a woman inside, Chibs turning slightly to make sure Evelyn was still behind him.
"Right here, Gemma. Calm down woman," he replied, motioning Evelyn forwards, one foot holding the door open.
Feeling as though she might be walking into a situation she couldn't handle, Evelyn put on a calm face and a pleasant smile, stepping into the Sons of Anarchy's club house. It looked like a biker bar to her upon first glance, and she supposed it functioned as one too. The doors that were closed and locked, however, were a reminder that there were probably a lot more rooms than the big main one where all sorts of business went down. Evelyn scanned the crowd of people quickly, registering faces as fast as she could before an older woman approached her. She couldn't be more than fifty years old, and looked quite good for someone who lived the lifestyle she doubtless did.
"Evelyn, it's lovely to finally meet you. Chibs' been talking everyone's ear off the past two months about you. Nice to have a face to put with the persona," she said, walking up to her and wrapping her arms around her. Without hesitation, Evelyn returned the hug, feeling instantly at ease.
"Hopefully he didn't say anything that made me sound too perfect. Wouldn't want to let everyone down now, would I?"
The older woman pulled away, smiling fondly and nodding, "That you wouldn't. Somehow I think you'll live up to everything he's told us though. Now here, let me introduce you to everyone," she said, waving the men over and leaning in towards Evelyn.
"Over there's Bobby, or Elvis, whichever, Tig, Opie, Piney, Juice and Half Sack," she said, pointing each man out in turn. Each of them smiled, or nodded in recognition, Half Sack smiling and waving slightly when he was introduced.
Tapping her fingers on her thigh, Evelyn turned to the woman and nodded, "Which means you must be the famous Gemma T. Morrow, and that must be Clay…correct?"
Gemma smiled, almost proudly, and nodded, "That would be correct. My son ought to be here…he's probably off doing something stupid," she said, shaking her head and smirking, "Boys."
"Aye, I know what you mean, Gemma," Evelyn replied, shooting Chibs a playful glare.
"Try not to hate on us too much, mama."
Gemma just smirked and shook her head, "That would be my missing son. Jackson, this is Evelyn, Chibs' little sister. Evelyn, this is Jackson,"
Turning around to face the young man in question, Evelyn nodded, "Nice to meet you, Jackson."
"Jax," he corrected, flashing her a grin, "Everyone calls me that."
"Right, Jax. At least one of you boys is decent to look at," she teased, earning a round of laughter as Jax arched an eyebrow, chuckling despite himself.
While Evelyn fell into a small round of laughs herself, Gemma glanced between the two younger members in the room, watching as Jax grinned, chuckling along with Evelyn.
"Well, now that the introductions are over," she said, interrupting them, "Evelyn, you just relax and get to know everyone while I finish up on the hors de oeuvres."
"You sure you don't want any help? I'm already intruding on your lives, might as well do something useful," Evelyn questioned, Gemma waving her off.
"Your party, you have fun. I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to help out during your time in Charming."
Evelyn watched as Gemma walked away, Chibs coming up behind her and ruffling her hair, "Welcome to the club little sister," he said with a grin, Evelyn looking around the club again as everyone returned to their conversations. Chibs headed off, striking up a conversation with the prospect as Evelyn turned her attention back to Jax.
"So, you've really never been stateside?" he questioned, Evelyn nodded.
"This would be the first time I've been in the states, yeah," she replied, sliding her hands in her back pocket, "But I like it so far…Charming's different from home, but in a good way. Completely new area, same feeling, new start—couldn't get better."
Jax nodded, eyes roaming over her while she glanced over to Chibs. There were certain aspects of her that reminded him of Chibs and made it apparent that they were related. They had the same nose, the same grin, same quit wit from what he could tell, and the same impossibly dark hair. The one thing that made her stand out, however, were her eyes. Jax was fairly certain he'd never seen eyes that green, that intensely different from everyone else around, and he realized too late that he was staring.
"Impolite to stare, you know," she drawled, her accent yet another reminder of how different she was.
"Like you said…at least one person here is good to look at."
He half expected her to roll her eyes, or laugh at him, but she just nodded, "Look all you want, Teller. So long as you don't touch. Wouldn't want anybody trying to kill you in your sleep," she chimed, winking at him before heading over to her brother across the room. The rest of the night, Evelyn shifted from one group to the next, getting to know all of the Sons a little bit better. It wasn't until Piney called it a night that she realized how late it was. Chibs, who'd been playing pool with Tig, Juice and Half Sac, watched as Jax and his sister chatted.
"Could be dangerous," Tig pointed out, Chibs shrugging.
"She's a smart kid," he replied, "and Jax knows I'd kill him if he tried anything. 'Specially now that he and Tara are...whatever they are."
Finishing up her conversation with Jax, Evelyn made her way over to the pool table, watching them finish their game up and waiting for Chibs to be ready to go. It had been a long day. Between the ride to Charming, setting up the house and the party, Evelyn was fairly sure she'd pass out right then and there.
"Ready to go?" Chibs questioned, Evelyn nodding and barely stifling her yawn. Most of the other Sons had passed out or headed off with their Old Ladies, so the few that were left said their quick goodbyes. When Chibs started heading towards the line of bikes, Evelyn crossed her arms.
"You've got to be kidding me…I thought we were taking the SUV," she said, Chibs chuckling and shaking his head.
"Just borrowed it to pick ya up, 'till ya get your own car you'll just have to come with me."
Evelyn sighed, following Chibs without any further protest, sliding onto the bike behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist in a death grip.
"You get me killed, and so help me god I'll come back and haunt ye for the rest of your life," she muttered, Chibs just chuckling.
"You worry too much, Ev. Just calm down and enjoy the ride."