Summary: Samantha Winston grew up in Charming, and being the daughter of one of the original nine founders of SAMCRO had its advantages, Sam was involved in everything the club did, she went to meetings, and she road with the men. But, it came with its disadvantages as well. The danger, the near constant hunting, the war. But throughout it all, Sam loved it. She loved the people, the bikes, the club's. And then she got excepted into her dream collage, and her family were defiantly not going to let her pass up this opportunity. But now, two years later, Sam's in trouble and she's going back to the only place and the only people who make her feel safe. She's going back home, to Charming, to the Sons, to Jax.
Author's Note: This story starts a few months before the pilot episode, it will end up merging with season one of the show though, so we're going to be seeing a lot of action in upcoming chapters so stay tuned! Also, please note that Tara is not going to be a major part of this story, sorry Tara lovers but she's not going to be in here a lot and she will not end up with Jax.
WARNING: Major cursing and slight violence ahead.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Sons of Anarchy, all I own is this story and my OC's.
Notice: I have decided to push back the merging with the first season of the show by another chapter, so next chapter is another one that is completely mine, and the eighth chapter will be the pilot episode to the show, and I have plans for it. I promise! In other news I would like to give a huge thank you to everyone who followed and or favorites Midnight Rider, bonus thanks to everyone who reviewed. Just by doing one of the three, you guys give me the inspiration and confidence to keep writing. So, thank you.
~Chapter Six: Meeting the Wife and Staking Claims~
The next day was a Saturday so the guys and Sam were off work. Apparently, Tig was already planning a party, Sam couldn't say she was surprised. So, when she walked into the bar room that morning to find Tig, Chibs, Juice, Happy, and Bobby huddled in a circle talking excitedly, she merely shook her head in amusement and walked over to the bar. "Hey Sack," she called out, gaining the prospect's attention. "Could I get some Orange Juice, not the store bought stuff, the freshly juiced kind?" She asked. Half-Sack grinned and nodded, he liked Sam. She was really nice and polite when she asked for something, unless she was wasted or it was real early in the morning, then you better shut up and keep your distance.
Jax walked into the building and headed over to Sam. "Morning darling," he said, kissing the crown of her head affectionately. Sam smiled up at him, "Morning Jax." Tig and the guys then noticed Jax's appearance and walked over to the two. "Hey Jax, Sammy, you guys coming to the party tonight?" Juices asked enthusiastically. Jax grinned, "Sorry bro, but Ma told me to tell you guys to cancel whatever you've got planned. We're having a public barbeque tonight." The boys groaned, "Public parties ain't any fun, Hale and Unser will be there. Not to mention Gemma'll kill us if we do something to embarrass her or the club." Bobby groaned. Sam looked at them curiously. "Hale? As in David Hale, the guy I dated when we were in high school?" Sam asked, looking between the guys curiously. Jax scowled at the reminder, "Yeah, he's deputy of Charming Police now, he hates us." He said. Sam sighed.
Before anything else could be said, Gemma walked in. "What are you all doing just standing around? We have a barbeque to prepare!" She said, scowling at them. "You want us to set up the tables and get the grill ready, Gem?" Tig asked, attempting to avoid the Queen of SAMCRO's infamous wrath. "Yeah Tig, you and the boys do that. Sam, honey, do you think you could help me and some of the other ladies cook?" She asked. Sam nodded and smiled, "Of course Gemma." Sam hopped off the barstool and waved to the guys before following Gemma into the kitchen.
Jax walked behind the others as they made their way outside to find a couple prospects already setting stuff up. The guys jumped in helping and before long the tables were set up and Tig and Juice were jostling for control of the barbeque, Clay ended their dispute fairly quickly when he told them that he was doing the cooking and that they needed to back the hell away before he kicked them out of it.
Jax sat on top of one of the picnic tables, laughing at the way Tig and Juice were sulking about after Clay's interference. Chibs came over and took a seat next to him, popping the top off his beer and taking a long gulp of it before turning to face Jax. "So," he started and Jax suppressed a groan, he had a feeling he knew where this was going. "What's going on with you an' Sammy?"
Jax sighed, "Really man, you too?" Chibs shrugged, "You didn't honestly think that Half-Sack would keep his mouth shut about what he saw at the restaurant yesterday, did ya Jackie Boy?" Jax shook his head, "Nah, knew he wouldn't." "Well? What's going on?" Jax shook his head, "I don't know man, I just don't know. I've always loved Sam, but it was always just as a friend. Now though..." He trailed off with uncertainty. Chibs snorted, "Now? I've been picking up on that mess of emotions between you and Sam for a long time Jax, especially before she left." Jax groaned. "I don't even know anymore Chibs, what should I do?" Chibs thought about it for a moment before turning to Jax with a devilish grin. "A woman like Sam's definitely gonna get noticed Jackie, ya better stake your claim and fast, or somebody else will." He then stood up and waltzed off toward where Juice and Tig were sulking, leaving Jax to stew on his advice.
Meanwhile, Sam and Gemma were preparing some salads and such in the kitchen. Sam had just went to take a large glass salad bowl over to the cutting board to put the lettuce in when Gemma asked all casually like, "So, what's going on between you and Jax?" Sam stiffened in surprise and nearly dropped the bowl. "N-N-nothing," she stuttered, avoiding Gemma's eyes by pretending to be very focused on the task of cutting and placing the lettuce in the bowl. "Doesn't seem like nothing." Gemma said, looking at her goddaughter out of the corner of her eye as she washed a couple of tomatoes.
"I see the way you look at him Sam, and I see the way he looks at you. You've been doing it since you were kids, and you never even noticed. But I did, a mother notices these things you know. We pick up on the little details and we see the big picture. I've been seeing the little details between you and Jax since you were both toddlers." Sam was silent after Gemma's little speech, and when she spoke next the confusion in her tone was plain as day. "I just don't know what to do Gemma. Jax and I... we've always had something special, something I have never been able to figure out. It's like..." Sam trailed off, unsure how to describe what she felt. But she didn't have to, because Gemma already knew. "It's like when you're in the same room together everything else disappears, time stops, and no one else matters. No one but that one person, that one person who makes you feel safer than anybody else in the world. That one person who you know would do anything for you, and the one person you would do anything for. And there's a pull, that tugs at your heart and makes you never want to leave them as long as you live."
Sam looked at Gemma in surprise and slowly nodded her head. "Yeah. I'm not going crazy, am I Gemma?" Sam asked. Gemma chuckled, "Honey you're just as sane as I am because I've felt and feel the same exact way." Sam smiled, "With John and Clay?" She asked and Gemma nodded with a smile.
"But what if I'm imagining things Gemma? What if what I feel for Jax, isn't real? What if he doesn't feel the same way?" Sam asked, frowning. Gemma laughed, "Sweetheart, when I was in your position I asked my mother the very same things." Sam tilted her head curiously, "What did she say?" Gemma smiled and turned around to gently take her goddaughter face in her hands. "She told me not to focus on the 'what ifs'. Because, what if it was real and I was too focused on the negatives to take a chance and I lost the opportunity for real love forever."
Sam nodded slowly, "So what am I supposed to do Gemma?" Gemma turned to her, a plate of freshly sliced tomatoes and cucumbers in her hands. "Sam, darling, your a hot young woman, use it to your advantage. Tease him, push him to his limits until he can't help but claim what he thinks is his. Trust me sweetheart, he will. They always do." Gemma gave her a conspiratorial wink and smirk before waltzing out of the kitchen and left Sam to think thoughtfully about her advice.
Moments later, Sam walked out with a bowl of salad cradled in one arm and a twelve pack of beer in the other. When Happy and Juice saw her struggling, they rushed to help out, although the beer might have been what made them do so in the first place. Juice took the salad, looking at it with disdain, and sat it at a table before rushing off to grab a beer from where Happy and the guys sat. Sam made her way over to them and took a seat next to Jax, smiling at him gratefully and taking the beer he offered. Everyone sat around, talking and enjoying themselves as they waited for everyone to arrive, suddenly however a car turned into the lot.
Sam didn't recognize the car, then again it had been a while since she was in Charming, it could have been anyone for all Sam knew. But, it was obvious by the looks on everyone's faces, that they recognized that car and didn't seem too keen on the driver. The car parked and Sam watched as a blonde got out, to Sam's surprise the woman seemed to be at least seven or eight months pregnant. Jax let out a sound that seemed to be a mix between a growl and a sigh before handing Sam his beer and walking off toward the approaching woman. "Great," Sam heard Gemma muttered from her spot next to Clay at the grill a few feet away. "The junky whore's here."
Sam's eyebrows raised in surprise, "That's Jax's wife?" She asked, turning to Chibs. He grinned at Sam and nodded, "Soon to be ex-wife actually." Sam rolled her eyes at Chibs very obvious attempt at matchmaking. They all watched as Jax stopped in front of Wendy, looking around as he muttered something to her, clearly very unhappy. Wendy said something back to Jax, before walking around her soon to be ex-husband straight towards Sam and the others. Chibs stiffened next to Sam and as the other guys groaned, she heard Chibs mutter, "Mother of Mary, here we go..."
"Hello Gemma," Wendy said stiffly, looking at the Queen of SAMCRO with barely disguised disdain. "Wendy." Gemma said stiffly, and Sam knew that if it aren't for the fact that anyone from Charming could pull up to the lot at any second, Gemma would have said any number of choice words. Wendy then turned her attention the Sam. "Who are you?" She asked, nearly sneering at Sam. But, that was the wrong thing to do, and though Wendy didn't know that, the others did.
Sam stood up, handing her beer bottle to Jax who had followed after Wendy immediately, ignoring the muttered, "Shit," that came from Jax. "Sam Winston, I'm Opie's sister and Jax's best friend." Sam said, holding out her hand in an attempt to be civil. Wendy just looked at it with disdain in her eyes. Sam slowly pulled her hand back and looked at her with a stony expression, Wendy was really trying Sam's nerves. "Really? They've never mentioned you before." Wendy said with a sickly sweet smile. Jax scoffed, "That's bullshit Wendy and you know it." Wendy looked at him in mock offense. "Jax-" Wendy started with a whine, but Sam quickly cut her off. "Look Wendy, I don't know who you think you are-" before Sam could get any farther, Wendy cut her off. "I'm Jax Teller's old lady, the future Queen of SAMCRO, that's who I am. Not that it's any of your buisness ." Sam's hand clenched into fists at her side, until Gemma decided to put her own two cents in.
"Please, if anyone's the future Queen of SAMCRO, it's Sam." Gemma said, amusement coloring her tone. Wendy looked at her with confusion and anger burning in her eyes. "Look Gemma, just because you've got this town in your back pocket, doesn't give you the right to take what's rightfully mine ans give it to some biker whore." Wendy said with furious conviction.
Sam, who had fallen back to watch her godmother work, couldn't help but mutter, "Bitch needs to watch her mouth." Chibs grunted in agreement next to her. Wendy however, heard Sam and made one of the biggest mistakes of her life when she whipped around to face her. "What did you say slut?" Wendy demanded hotly, stepping close to the raven haired woman. Sam stiffened upon hearing the insult and a devilish smirk appeared on her face. This time the muttered oath of, "Oh shit, bitch's done it now." Came from a grinning Tig as he took a swig of his beer. Sam stood up and stepped forward to go toe to toe with Wendy.
"I said you're a bitch and you need to learn to keep your mouth shut. I don't know who the hell you think you are Wendy, but this is my home. Not yours. So you need to back the hell off before I make you." Sam spat, her eyes narrowed as they stared dead into Wendy's. Sam then turned around with a smirk on her face and started to make her way back to the table when Wendy went and opened her mouth again. "This place might be yours, but Jax is mine. I'm the one carrying his baby, not you bitch." Wendy called and Sam froze. Jax made to move on between the two women before it could get physical but Sam had already spun around and got right back in Wendy's face faster than they could blink.
"Listen here Wendy," Sam hissed, too soft for the others to here. "Jax is mine, he always was mine and he always will be mine. He's my best friend and it's bad enough that you hurt him, if it weren't for the fact that you're pregnant with a baby Jax loves, I would've laid you flat on your ass already. And I guarantee you, after that baby's born, if you ever hurt that baby or Jax again, it'll be the last thing you ever do. And that's a promise." Wendy's eyes were wide and Sam was satisfied when she saw the fear glistening in her eyes. She leaned away slowly with a smirk before walking backwards to the table and sitting back down on the table. Thankfully, before anything else could be said or done, a couple cars pulled into the lot and people poured out into the lot.
Sam sat on the table with the guys, watching as people started to relax and have a good time, they all knew that the only reason Gemma made them come to barbeques and such was to show the people of Charming that they were just as ordinary as them, despite the fact that they wore leather and rode Harleys around town. Jax leaned against the table next to Sam. "What'd you say to Wendy to make her back off like that?" Jax asked curiously. Sam hid a smile by taking a swig of her beer, "Oh nothing much," she said, avoiding Jax's curious gaze. "Just staking my claim." Sam stood up, and shot a taunting smirk at Jax, before walking off towards Gemma, putting a little extra swing into her hips just for Jax.
Later that evening, the guys had set up a bonfire sand everyone had gathered around it. Some people roasted marshmallows, others sat at tables or blankets or chairs they had dragged around it and listened as the elders regaled them with stories of the past. Clay and Piney had a few interesting and thrilling tales from the club's early days, of course they had to censor a few parts out for the little ones.
Jax was sitting in a chair with the guys when Juice suddenly punched him on the shoulder to gain his attention. Jax turned to him with a glare, "What the hell was that for man?" He demanded. Juice pointed over towards a table, "Looks like Hale's trying to make a move on Sam bro. Jax followed Juice's finger and line of sight to see Sam talking and laughing with the one and only deputy of Charming P.D. David Hale. Jax saw red, that was Sam that Hale was trying to put the moves in, his Sam. He stood up, his eyes hard and furious. He slammed his beer down and stormed off towards the two, leaving the guys to share conspiratorial grins.
Sam had been enjoying a surprisingly nice and civil conversation with David Hale, her ex-high school sweetheart, when Jax stormed up to them in a fit of rage. He gave Hale a furious glare that would have made lesser men cower, before hissing to quietly for Sam to hear. "Back off Hale, Sam is mine and it's best you remember that." Before anything could be said, or anyone could protest for that matter, Jax had gently yet firmly gripped Sam around the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder effortlessly before talking off towards the clubhouse. Sam struggled, pounding rather uselessly on Jax's back, shrieking insults and censored profanity. No one bothered to help, it wasn't really all that unexpected to be honest.
Jax carried Sam past the bar and into the dorm rooms, completely ignoring the insults and now uncensored profanity Sam was shouting at him. The moment he sat her down, Sam whirled in him. Her eyes were blazing furiously and her hair was messed up from the unexpected kidnapping she had just been through. "What the hell Jax?! Why did you see the need to manhandle me for?! You-" before Sam could say anything else, Jax stepped forward and pulled her into a bruising passionate kiss.
For a moment, Sam was too shocked to do anything but freeze. And then, when it finally dawned on her what was happening, she kissed back. Her hands clutched at his cut as she melted into their passionate kiss, and everything else seemed to disappear until it was just Sam and Jax. Jax softly pressed a hand to the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss and one of Sam's hands slid up his chest to wrap around his neck and tangle her fingers in his hair. They stood there, wrapped up in each other, and only each other until the pesky need to breathe made itself known. They pulled away, gasping for air, and in a daze. Before anything could be said or done, Sam asked the inevitable question, "What am I to you Jax? What is this?"
Author's Note: Yep, I ended it on a cliffhanger, surprised? Obviously this one didn't have physical violence, just verbal but I hope it was still good. Now, before anyone asks me why Sam was so snappy and more or less a bitch to Wendy, here's my explanation: Sam is very, very protective of her family and Wendy hurt Jax, one of the most important people in Sam's life, not to mention that it is hinted in the show that Wendy also more or less hurt the club in the process of hurting Jax. Sam knows that, and while she would never hurt a pregnant woman physically, she'll still do it verbally.
We also got to see the possessive side of both Sam and Jax, Sam when it came to Wendy and Jax when it came to Hale. Now, this side of them won't make that much if an appearance at this point but in later chapter/episodes we'll see bits and pieces of it.
Now, on to the kiss. Do you think they're moving to fast, or does it make sense? Because you have to keep in mind that in the world of the Sons of Anarchy every moment for them could be their last, quiet literally, and there was some sexual tension before Sam left for college. Next chapter we find out Jax's answer to Sam's question, what is she to Jax and what does the kiss mean for their relationship. Oh and Opie also makes an appearance again in the next chapter so it's gonna be worth the wait!
Also, please note that school has begun again and I am one of the many people who is still stuck in it. As such, updates might be a bit slow coming but I'll hopefully be able to update at least once a day, or once every two-three days.
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