Hi, Everyone!

It took some time to update this story, but I'm hoping that you're still out there, and that you'll keep on enjoying it.

A bit of warning; this chapter will get rather steamy, and I'm seriously thinking about changing the rating to M. Let me know if you don't want to read those kind of scenes, or if you think it fits with the story.

I will put out a warning if it's getting naughty.

Please enjoy this chapter, and let me know what you think.

I do not own "Sons of Anarchy" only my oc.

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Something woke me up in the morning. Someone was kissing my neck softly, and I for once, did not want to be woken too early in the morning.

"Chance, get back to bed, it's way too early!" I barked, pushing him away from my face. But my arms and hands collided with something else entirely.

"Owe!" A muffle voice scared the crap out of me. I turned around, only to find Jax rubbing his forehead. We had stayed at the clubhouse yesterday, not that anything sexual had happened, yet.

"Oh, I am so sorry about that!" I exclaimed.

"Don't worry about it." Jax said, wrapping his arms around me, continuing to kiss my neck.

"Where's Chance?" I asked, trying to think straight. Not very simple I might ad.

"Your dad took him out an hour ago. He's a sucker for that puppy." Jax answered, his hands running down my side, finding his way under my shirt, caressing my skin.

"Yeah, well… I'm a sucker for this puppy right here." I said seductively, kissing him.

"You don't say." Jax grinned against my lips. He moved quickly, so he was on top, looking down on me, earning a giggle on my part. This whole situation was too surreal for me to actually believe it. I looked up at him, feeling the tension building between us. It was so scary, and yet so familiar. I ran my hand through his hair and continued down to his cheek, and he leaned into the palm of my hand.

"I love you." I whispered. "And I'm ready."

In that moment, everything changed between us. Jax looked at me as if I was his favorite Christmas gift, and that look in his eyes, held more passion than I ever thought possible. Jax scanned my face for a second, to see if I actually meant it. I grabbed a hold of the back of his neck and brought him down in a searing kiss. Jax pulled my top off, revealing my breasts, and to feel the cool air, made my nipples harden even more. Jax took a deep shuttering breath, before running his fingers across my breasts and abdomen, tracing the outline of my panties. I felt my heart skip a beat, and I tried to not get too worked up. Jax spread my legs wider apart, getting better access to the place he was seeking.

"Are you ready for me, Princess?" Jax asked, dipping his hand inside my panties.

"Yes." I answered with a gasp, my grip on his shoulders tightened in anticipation.


He was about to touch me, when the door swung open.

"Dad!" I yelled, covering me up as best as I could. Jackson jumped off me as quick as he could, waiting for my dad to go all kinds of crazy on him, for messing with his daughter. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Sorry, kiddo. I need my VP, and that puppy of yours needs him mama." Dad answered, not even concerned that his only daughter was practically naked, about to have sex with her boyfriend. Or maybe that's why he opened the door when he did. Only to fuck with our heads.

Chance jumped through the door, barking his little head off, bouncing towards the bed. I reached for my shirt, and pulled it over my head.

"Hi, baby." I said, smiling at the little dog. I still can't believe that I actually bought myself a dog a few days ago. I picked him up, and snuggled him as much as I could. I loved this little guy.

Jax was in the bathroom, getting ready for whatever my dad needed, who had already left the room for us to get dressed. I played with Chance on the bed, and he made me laugh at his shenanigans. I didn't even notice that Jax came out of the bathroom.

"It's nice to hear you laugh." Jax told me, and I couldn't help but smile his way. My breathing stopped, when I saw him standing there with nothing other than his ripped jeans, and shirt in hand, leaving him shirtless. I tried my best not to drool.

"Yeah. I feel happy right now." I said with a sigh. I couldn't ask for anything else in the world right now.

Jax walked over to the bed, sitting down next to me. He kissed my shoulder tenderly, and I melted into him.

"I'm sorry about this morning." Jax said, and I knew he was thinking about what might have happened between us.

"It's okay. It's not your fault my dad cockblocked us." I said, and it was the truth. "Look at it this way… tonight, you can come by my house, and maybe you and I can have our own sleepover?"

I could see Jax's eyes turn black with lust, and I hoped that I wouldn't regret it. Jax wrapped an hand around the back of my neck, and pulled me into a searing kiss, which I knew I would spend the entire day remembering.

"I'll hold you to that, okay?" He whispered a little out of breath.

"Oh, you better." I said playfully. "Now get going, before my father comes back and kicks your ass."

Jax kissed me again, before leaving the room. The silence that followed, was so weird. Jax and I almost had sex, and it made me feel like a teenager again. I wanted tonight to be special, and nothing could take this away from me. Not this time around.

I was about to make myself a cup of coffee, when I heard someone curse from the bathroom just outside Jax's dorm.

I opened the door, not knowing what to expect.

"What's going on?" I asked Kip and Bobby. They looked back at me with a wet thong in their hands, and I felt disgusted.

Chance thought this was fun, and bounced towards the flooding, wanting to have a good time. I yelped and managed to grab him just as he was about to roll around in the shit on the floor.

"You're a bad dog, Chance. Yes, you are." I cooed, before taking him away from that shithole.

I was about to grab myself a coffee, when Gemma walked into the Clubhouse.

"Hey, Mama Gem." I greeted her like I always did, but she just walked right past me, and didn't answer at all. She just barked at the croweaters and the sloppy men, before disappearing, and we could hear her office door slamming shut from the other side of the yard.

Whoa! Mama Gem sounded worked up. This could only mean one thing, and that acquired some good and strong coffee, and wiped the dust off the good old book of advice. It sounds like Gemma needs it.


Third Person p.o.v

The car ride with Piney, didn't feel as awkward as Jax expected it to be. He thought that the old man would kick his ass and more, for practically having sex with his daughter right in front of him. But Piney didn't talk about it, so Jax tried his best to play it cool.

Everything seemed fine, but you could never know when it came to Piney, and he secretly loved to see his VP squirm. He may be old, but he wasn't a prune. He knew that Sophie made the right choices for her, he couldn't stop her. He didn't dare.

"How is my daughter doing these days?" Piney asked, trying to make it even more uncomfortable for Jax.

"Uh, she's Sophie, you know. She's all I ever wanted and the only thing I think I never deserve." Jax told him honestly and Piney hadn't expected that. He didn't know how to respond to that.


They drove out to where they would meet some of Piney's friends, that was interested in buying some of their AK-51's. The two men waiting, was itching to try the guns out, and took them to the shooting range. Piney and Jax stood there, watching them as they fired the guns.

"You okay selling these guys five AKs?" Jax asked him, still not sure about this.

"Yeah, Natey just hangs out with these survivalist cats, bunch of crazy old guys playing I don't know, capture the flag or something." Piney told him. "I wanted to thank you for peeling a few free so I could - let this happen, huh?"

"No problem, Piney." Jax confirmed, wanting to help what could be his future father-in-law.

"Those Russians make a hell of a gun, I'll give them that." Natey said, rather pleased as his friend gave Jax an envelope full of cash, but it didn't take him long to figure out that they tried to rip him off.

"Hey! Looks like you're about 5,000 light." Jax told him, not in the mood for this shit.

"I thought we were getting a family discount." Natey's friend answered, and it pissed Jax off even more.

"You are. $10,000." Jax said as calmly as he could.

"I know damn well these guns go for a grand on the street." The idiot was really starting to get on his nerves.

"When was the last time you were on the street, junior?" Jax asked, and he couldn't wait to smash his head in. Piney could tell, and he didn't want to clean up that mess.

"Russ, we had a deal. Give the man his goddamn money." Piney cut in.

"Pay him." Russ said quickly.

"Here you go. Sorry, man." Natey said and gave Jax the rest of the money. "Thanks, Piney. I'll be seeing you."

"Yeah, Nate. You take it easy, brother." Piney told him.

Piney and Jax walked back to their truck, and drove back towards Charming. Piney observed the young man, driving. He could see so much of John in him, it was kind of scary, but a good kind of scary. Piney knew how much his little Sophie loved him, and in his eyes, Sophie couldn't have chosen a better guy than him. Because that's what it's all about. It's Sophie's Choice.


Sophie's p.o.v

I grabbed the whole pot of coffee, and walked over the yard towards Gemma's office, with Chance bouncing behind me. He had already adopted the lifestyle of being a biker, seeing that Tig lets him curl up in a ball on the back of his bike whenever he thinks Chance is telling him that he's tired. Chance loves sleeping on a Harley. Strange little dog.

I rolled my eyes as Chance stumbled across the yard, yapping his little mouth off, trying to be so cool. I carefully tap on the office door, not sure what to expect from Gemma.

"Come in." I heard her say through the door. I opened it and gave her the biggest smile I could without freaking her out.

"Hey…" I said softly. "I brought us some coffee."

"Thank you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for not saying good morning to you earlier." She said, taking the mug from my hands.

"It's okay. It's no big deal. Everyone has days like that." I said without thinking.

"Days like that? What the hell is that's supposed to mean?" Gemma asked, getting riled up for nothing.

"Jeez! Relax, Gemma!" I said, feeling the need of defending myself. "I didn't mean anything by it."

I could see Gemma's face soften a bit, and I knew she felt bad.

"Shit, Sophie. I'm sorry. I'm all over the place today." Gemma told me, and I felt bad for her. Something was not right.

"Gemma, what happened?" I asked, but before she could answer, Jax and my dad drove into the yard, telling us that they were back. I couldn't help but smile. I was glad that he was back in one piece, and not chopped up by my dad.

"Seems like your man is home." Gemma told me, giving me a smile. I knew we weren't through with our talk. It hadn't really started yet. But I knew better than to push her on it. I grabbed my coffee cup and walked towards Jax, who was meeting up with Clay.

"How'd this morning go?" I heard Clay ask him.

"Those jarheads are dicks, but it made Piney happy, think it's cool." Jax answered and I couldn't help but snicker.

"Any tails?"

"Naah. Doubled back three times. No one followed us." Jax answered, as he laid his eyes on me. His smile grew wider, and he opened his arms for me to get closer to him.

"Hey, baby." Jax said, wrapping his arms around me.

"Hi." I said with a sigh. He had just been gone for a few hours, but like the teenage girl I am, I missed him.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, rubbing my back gently.

"Yeah. Something is bothering your mom, though. She's being a hormonal bitch." I answered with a shrug.

"What else is new?" Jax said with a laugh, but I didn't find it funny. Something was bothering her, and I needed to figure out what to do about it.

"This is different, and I don't know what to do about it. How can I figure out what to do?" I was rambling on about things and Jax could tell that I was frustrated. He did the only think he could think of, and kissed me, to shut me up. It was working, and melted into him. If it were up to me, I would've jumped him, right here in the parking lot, but alas… Juice came driving the truck in. I groaned, knowing that Jax would once again, be occupied with that shitty job, Clay wanted the job to do. Dealing guns.

"The rest of the AKs are here." Jax told Clay who looked pleased.

"Call the Niners. I'm sure Leroy will be thrilled that the Russian firepower appeared a day early." Clay ordered, as he looked over at Gemma. "I'll be right back."

When Clay returned, I gave Jax a kiss, before I walked back to Gemma. I know she didn't want to bother Clay with anything, but I knew Mama Gem better than that.

"You don't seem fine. You seem depressed." I told her and Gemma only gave me a sad smile.

Kip walked up to us, and he looked even worse than before. He really didn't like this part of being a prospect.

"Do you have the number for the septic guy?" Kip asked her, and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Piney filled the tanks already?" Gemma said, and that made me gag.

"Yeah, and someone's been flushing lace panties." Kip answered with a strained laugh.

"I don't even know what to say to that." Gemma exclaimed.

"Are you kidding? Chance tried to jump into it, taking a swim!" I said, looking down at the puppy, sleeping soundly on top of Tig's Harley. What did I tell you, strange dog!

"Here you go." Gemma said, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

"Thanks. You look real nice today, Gemma." Kip said, being kind of shy. It was adorable. Kip is the most adorable thing out there.

"Thank you, Eddie." Gemma told him, and she meant it. Kip smiled before turning around to go back to the Clubhouse.


Suddenly, commotion happened out on the lot, Clay seemed worked up about something, and this girl that Juice brought with him seemed to be the reason. I looked at Gemma, and I could see the suspicion and insecurity reek from her. Which was rather strange, knowing that Gemma was the most confident person there is.

Kip didn't seem to like it that this girl was here, and turned around to make the call in Gemma's office.

"Who's that girl?" Gemma asked him as I closed the door for privacy.

"I don't really I don't know." Kip said, and I knew he was lying.

"I saw your heart skip a beat from here. Who is she?" Gemma repeated herself, and you never make Gemma repeat herself, ever.

"Just a Tribe hang-around." Kip said, feeling uncomfortable. I could tell Gemma was angry.

"Clay hit that tart, didn't he?" Gemma pressed on, and I knew this would turn ugly.

"I don't really know who Clay's hitting." Kip argued before adding. "Except for you. I'm sure he's hitting you 'cause you're his wife and all."

I facepalmed myself, knowing that was the wrong thing to say to Gemma right now.

"Kip, just go. Go before you get a high heeled shoe up your ass." I said, opening the door for him. Kip didn't think twice about it, and practically ran out the door.

I expected Gemma to throw a tantrum, but when I saw her crying, I didn't know what to do. I've never seen Gemma cry in years. I sat down next to her, and hugged her. I didn't want to say anything to make this worse for her. Something was really bothering her.

And I did the only thing I could think of.

"Okay, get up." I said, making Gemma look at me.

"Why?" She asked suspiciously.

"Because I can't begin to understand that shit you're going through right now, so let's go see Luann. If there's someone other than me you'll open up to, it would be her. Now, let's go." I told her, before opening the door.

Chance made noise from Tig's bike, and I picked him up. I walked over to my dad, and asked if he could watch him for a little while. My dad, who secretly loves that dog to death, was more than happy to do it.

Gemma was already in the car, when I walked out on the lot. Jax stood there, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking all kinds of hot, it made my insides melt.

"Where are you off to?" Jax asked me, wrapping one arm around my waist.

"I'm just doing some stuff with your mom, and then I was thinking about go see your son later. Maybe I'll see you there?" I offered, and it made Jax break out in a smile.

"Sound good, Darling." Jax told me, and couldn't help but kiss him again. Gemma didn't like to be kept waiting, and used the car horn to tear me away from her son.

"Sorry about that. I need to get her out of here before she does something to hurt me." I said, and Jax kissed my cheek before letting me go.

"Hey! I love you." Jax told me, and I couldn't help but blush.

"I kinda like you too." I said before getting into Gemma's car. My smile vanished, when I saw the sour look on her face. She was not herself and it started to down on me what she was going through, but I'm sure as hell, is not going to bring that up in a moving car.


Third Person p.o.v

After saying goodbye to his woman, Jax was called into Church. Chibs was finally back from his run, and he had news for them.

"Who'd McKeavy see up north?" Clay asked Chibs.

"Few gun brokers, some Irish expats, and fat, black hookers." Chibs answered, as he grabbed himself a smoke.

"Where's he now?" Jax asked.

"He's greasing the palms of the Port Authority contacts." Chibs told them. "All right, we got a week, maybe ten days, then he wants his 200K."

"We're working on it."

"Clay, he made it very clear. We got to have the money up front for the IRA to keep them flush. Otherwise, he'll sell to the Russians. And we lose the Irish pipeline to our guns." Chibs explained, trying to make it clear on how this was.

"Laroy's gonna take the three dozen AKs off our hands." Bobby shot in.

"Yeah. At a deep discount." Clay argued.

"It's either that or spend a month finding a better buyer. At least this way, it puts 50 grand in our pockets now. Plus, the ten I got this morning and the Chinese money. Gets us more than halfway there." Jax informed them, but before they could talk more about this, Kip opened the door.

"Clay. You better get out here." Kip said, and something in his voice, told Clay to listen to him and they all walked outside to see someone approaching them.

"Now you're either feds or limo drivers." Clay said to the woman walking up to them and she seemed smug when she flashed her badge.

"Agent Stahl, ATF. I'm looking for the owner of Teller-Morrow Automotive." She told them.

"That's me." Clay said, and in the next moment, he was in handcuffs. "You gonna bother mentioning a charge?"

"No charges yet. I just need to discuss your relationship with a Nate Meineke." Agent Stahl told him.

"Who?"

"He's one of the men who held up a prison transport vehicle this morning. Killed three people with AK-47s. We found Mr. Meineke's cell phone at the scene. Last call he received was from your garage." She explained and you could tell, she loved it.

"Preference?"

"Lady's choice." Clay answered when Stahl asked him where in the car he would like to sit.

"Tattoos and chivalry. Delicious combination." She said as she opened the door to the backseat.


After they drove off with Clay, the rest of the Sons did what they could, unloading the truck. Piney was feeling bad about all of this, and he felt responsible.

"I was in the garage waiting for you to get off my daughter, and come out to meet me. I just called Nate to confirm the meet. I never thought anything like this would happen." Piney said, and Opie reacted to the fact that his best friend was trying to get into his sister's pants.

"You had no idea what they were up to, Pop." Opie said, helping them out with the unloading.

"I don't get off that easy, though. I let friendship interfere with business." Piney argued. "I know better."

"Gotta reach out to 'em, Piney. We need to find these guys before the feds do." Jax told him.

"Nate will not rat on me." Piney told them firmly, not wanting to lose faith in an old friend.

"No, but his dipshit kid sure as hell would." Jax argued back.

"It's just a matter of time before the feds connect you to Nate and come after you, too." Opie added.

"You know, Opie. I don't give a shit." Piney said, trying to show that he wasn't afraid. "How's that?"

"You know, well, I do. And Sophie sure as hell do. What do you think she would do if you were sent to prison?" Jax asked, knowing that Sophie was a sore subject for all three of them.

"Take him to the cabin." Jax told Opie and it made Piney shake his head.

"So, you're calling the shots now, huh?" Piney said.

"Till Clay gets out. The VP patch means this shit lands on my back." Jax told him and Piney didn't like this at all.

"The backs of children." Piney mumbled, before picking Chance up and leaving the young men standing there.

"He's just pissed at himself." Opie told Jax, trying to explain his father.

"Yeah, well. The old dude saved his ass in Khe Sanh, but the rest of that crew? Killed cops and innocents?" Jax told him.

"We'll find 'em." Opie said before leaving. This was going to end badly, Jax just had that feeling.

"You call Trammel?" Jax asked Bobby as he walked up to him.

"Trammel called us looking for Clay." Bobby answered. "No way we're getting those guns to Laroy with the feds there."

Jax couldn't agree more. There was no way they could bring the guns out now. Why did things have to be so fucking complicated all the time?


Sophie's p.o.v

Being at Luann's porn studio was no big deal for me. I didn't really care about what she did for a living, but I had to admit, it was a little strange to have a girl talk, when there was naked people around, spanking each other and actually having sex right in front of us.

"Yeah, don't spank her. Let's rehearse one." I heard the director tell his actors. Gemma didn't seem to notice, she was all about talking shit about the girl that came into the lot today.

"Can you believe the balls on that little whore showing up at the goddamn clubhouse?" Gemma exclaimed, really looking for some sympathy.

"Clay couldn't have known." Luann said, not afraid of Gemma biting her head off.

"So, what?! The rules got broken. What happens on a run stays on a run. It does not show up and slap me in the goddamn face." Gemma hissed and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "That does not happen to me! She's so young."

"And dumb." I muttered under my breath.

"And before she knows it, she's gonna be old and wise like us." Luann added and I couldn't agree more. I watched as Gemma got her hotflashes and that could only mean one thing. Menopause… it was slowly creeping up on her.

"How am I supposed to handle this? I just want to rip his goddamn heart out." Gemma asked us in desperation.

"How the hell should I know?" I asked back. "I'm a walking mess as it is! I for sure can't handle myself."

"Estrotol. Solution 15." Luann shot in, stopping our rant. "It's magic. I'll get my guy to write you a prescription."

"I didn't come here for a diagnosis." Gemma argued.

"Sure, you did. You're lucky, baby. My walls went dry at 45." Luann said, and it freaked me out that in only 16 short years, I could be in her place. It made my biological clock run even faster.

"I'm only 51. I'm not ready for this." Gemma said, and I knew that this was hard for her.

"Everything will work out fine, Gemma. Please just listen to Luann. She could help you." I said, placing my hand on her shoulder, but Gemma only got angrier.

"Shut up, Sophie." She growled, before she started to pace around the room. Wow. So much fun talking to her when she's like this.

What a hag she can be. I don't really feel sorry for her anymore. Or maybe I do, I don't know.


I decided to leave my oh, so loving Mama Gem and decided to go to the hospital. I needed something else to do, and decided that spending time with Abel, would be the best thing for me. I haven't seen the boy since the day before yesterday, and in my mind, that was waaay too long without my precious baby boy.

Abel was alone in the room when I got there. He was never alone for long, but I liked the fact that it was only me and him in there. He was getting bigger and stronger each day that went by, and I couldn't wait to get him out of that incubator, and hold him for the very first time.

I picked up one of the books they kept in his room, and since he loves the sound of my voice, I figured it was the best thing I could do for him right now.

"Hey, baby boy. How are you today?" I asked softly as I sat down in the rocking chair next to him. Abel turned his head towards the sound of my voice, and it made my heart melt all over again. How could I not fall in love with this kid every single minute of the day?

"Are you ready to let me ready you a story?" I asked as if he could answer me. I just opened up the children's book, and started reading.

How much good inside a day?

Depends on how good you live 'em.

How much love inside a friend?

Depends on how much you love 'em.


I had this feeling that someone was watching me as I sat there reading, but I couldn't see anyone through the glass. It felt really weird and I felt this need to stay close to Abel for a while.

The door opened, and I dropped the book on the ground in fright.

"Damn, girl. What's gotten into you?" A familiar voice asked, and I could calm down a little.

"Hey, Rosie. Sorry about that. I'm just a little on edge today." I said, smiling at the kind woman.

"Why?" She asked, and I knew I could be honest with her.

"Well. This morning, Jax and I totally got into it, on the brink of having sex, but my damn father walked in and caught us. Jax jumped out of bed so quick, I thought I was never to see him again." I explained.

"Oh, you're never lucky when it comes to nailing your man." Rosie said, letting out a laugh. "Come on. I'm going on my break now, let us grab a cup of coffee, and you can tell me all about it."

I gave Rosie a smile and walked after her out of Abel's room. But I still had the feeling of someone watching me.

After my coffee with Rosie, I walked back to Abel's room, and I saw someone standing there. It was that fed from before. The one that helped the sheriff during the fundraiser. What the hell was he doing with Abel. I felt my motherly instinct take over and I marched into the room.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" I asked dangerously. When he looked at me, he looked completely mental.

"Um, I was curious." Agent Kohn said, and I was about to blow a casket.

"Oh, I'm about to get real curious and introduce you to my fist. This incubation chamber is for medical personnel and family only. Now, get the fuck out before I call security." I growled at him.

"It still hurts me." He said, and I didn't understand what he was talking about, and I didn't really care. This guy was mixed up with Tara somehow, and I didn't want him anywhere near Abel.

"Be at Samcro in 45 minutes, if you want to see his future, or maybe even your future. I thought that maybe that picture I sent to you would keep you away from him, but I can tell it won't be enough." Kohn said before he left.

"What the hell is going on?" I muttered under my breath, making sure that Abel was okay.

I figured I should get back to Samcro, but then my phone rang.

"Gemma, now is so not the time for…"

"Yeah, well, tough luck, sweetheart. I'm about to be arrested."

What the hell is going on today?

"Fine, I'll be there in five."

I hung up the phone, and walked out of the hospital. This day can't get any weirder than it already is.


Third person p.o.v

Jax had to do some research, so that he could figure out what the hell happened after he left Piney's friend this morning. He met up with Trammel, to figure what he had to say.

"You know, me and Saunde came up together. I've known him 15 years." Trammel said, talking about the fellow officer that got killed by those men.

"I'm sorry." Jax said, not knowing what else to say.

"Those were your AKs, weren't they?" Trammel asked.

"Yeah, I think so." Jax answered, figured it was no point in lying.

"Goddamn it, Jax." Trammel exclaimed.

"Feds picked up Clay. Traced a call from one of the shooters' cell phones back to TM." Jax told him. "Need you to find out how real it is, who else they have. Can't let them find these guys."

"Your guns kill a friend of mine and now you are tasking me to protect the shooters?" Trammel asked appalled.

"It's not about protecting them. It's about getting to them first. Gotta get Clay clear of this shit." Jax said, and Trammel was getting fed up.

"I was supposed to help you get your guns to the ghetto and run a little interference. I didn't sign on for burnt bodies - Dead sheriffs." Trammel argued.

"I know."

"This is over."

"Hey, Trammel, it's too late for 'over', man. You know all about us, and we know all about you. Look, only way this relationship works is two of us together or one of us dead. I'll be waiting for your call." Jax told him, before leaving him behind.


When Jax got back to TM, he had Juice dig up something on Meineke, but it seemed that it wouldn't be that easy.

"Nothing's coming up under Meineke other than discount mufflers." Juice explained. Jax wanted to swear, but was distracted when he saw Chance clawing at his leg.

"What the hell? Why is he here? I thought you would go with Sophie's old man to the cabin." Jax said, mostly to the dog. That's when he saw Piney walked towards him. "What's going on? Thought I told you to go underground."

"Nate, reached out. They're in some survivalist bunker outside of Woodbridge Forest." Piney told him.

"Great. You gotta set up a meet." Jax told him.

"Well… And then what happens?" Piney asked, but he already knew the answer.

"They killed three people in cold blood, and there's a straight line back to this club. What the hell you think happens, Piney?" Jax argued with him, as Bobby and Chibs entered the club.

"I just talked to Trammel. The feds got a warrant to rip this place up." Bobby told them and that's not something they needed right now.

"Shit! Cabin now." Jax told Piney, making the older man angry.

"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" Piney roared, making Chance bark his little head off.

"Relax, relax, relax! All right, get out of here." Opie ordered his dad, and he huffed in response, but walked away, with Chance on his heels.

As Piney drove off, the others tried to figure out what to do with the guns.

"You'll never be able to get these guns out of here." Juice said, not seeing a way out of this.

"Yeah, well, the feds open up them oil barrels, we all got a new charter: Stockton State Prison." Bobby said, not wanting to go back to prison.

"Yeah, go meet with Laroy. Pick up our money. Tell him he'll have his guns before the end of the day." Jax ordered him.

"You gonna Houdini this stuff out of here, brother?" Chibs asked his VP.

"I'll figure it out." Jax said, trying to sound sure of himself.


The time was beginning to run out for Jax, and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't call Sophie, because it was not safe to drag her into this right now. He paced around on the roof, trying to come up with anything. The only thing he could think of right now, was reading his father's journal.

The older I get, the more I realized that age doesn't bring wisdom.

It only brings weary I'm not anyhow smarter than I was 30 years ago, I've just grown too tired to joggle the lies and hide the fears.

Self-awareness doesn't reveal my indiscretions.

Exhaustion does.

A loud noise from the lot ripped Jax away from his reading, and he saw the septic guys working on their sewer system, and he suddenly had an idea that could actually work.

He brought his guys together, and took the guns out of the barrels as Bobby came back.

"Well, Niners do not want the AKs." Bobby told them.

"What?" Jax exclaimed.

"Nobody's gonna touch them, not after what went down this morning." Chibs added.

"Man. We'll worry about a buyer later. Right now, it's all about the shit." Jax said, and opened the doors to the garage, revealing his big master plan. No one would check the septic tank.


Sophie's p.o.v

I parked my car at the sheriff's office, at the same time as the officer escorted Gemma out of the police car.

"What the hell did you do, Gemma?" I asked, but she didn't say anything only stared right ahead, and I couldn't help but think how immature she was behaving. Wasn't she supposed to be the oldest of us?

I followed Gemma, wanting to know what to do next, when we both saw Clay sitting in one of the interrogation rooms.

"What's he doing here?" Gemma asked the officer.

"The feds are grilling him." The officer answered and I knew this would end badly, especially, when the door opened, revealing Clay.

"What the hell did you do?!" Clay yelled, making me embarrassed.

"Same thing you did. nailed some little tart from Nevada!" Gemma yelled back. Wow, I've never been prouder of them in my life.

"Like I don't have enough shit oozing out of my ears! You got to go and do this!" Clay kept on yelling, and I was this close to yell at the both of them.

"Should've thought of that before your dick went on a cheerleader hunt!"

"I didn't tell her to come here!"

"But she's here!"

"Well, that's not my fault!"

"And it's not my pussy!"

"Would the two of you please shut up! It's embarrassing listening to the two of you right now. Please take them to separate rooms." I asked both Hale and the other officer. A woman looked at the two of them and she gave me the creeps. I practically growled at her for even looking my way, before I walked after Gemma, hearing the woman opening her mouth.

"And that's why I'm single." She said, and I could think of different reasons to why she was single, but I decided against telling that to her.


They put Gemma in one of the cells in the back, and because Unser loved me, he let me sit there with her, so she wasn't alone.

"You hungry?" I asked, looking around in my purse for something for her to eat.

"I'll take a smoke." Gemma answered, and I gave her one, taking one for myself.

"Last time I was in here, I was 18 years old." Gemma told me, and I couldn't see her being in here.

"What'd they get you for?" I asked with humor in my voice. I would so love to hear this story.

"Disorderly conduct. I was piss-drunk. Think there might have been an, an assault charge involved, too." Gemma said honestly, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"That's the Gemma I know." I said, trying to lighten the mood.

"What the hell happened, Gemma? I've never seen you like this before." I asked her, feeling worried about her.

"Well, Sophie. You'll understand it someday. I would like to see you sit idly by, letting some whore taking your man." Gemma told me.

"Someone already did try that, remember? I have the picture to prove it. "But I guess you're right. What happens on a run, stays on a run. Maybe I overreacted about the whole thing. Expecting too much.

"Don't beat yourself up about that, Sophie. You and Jax… you're a completely different story. You're nothing like the rest of us." Gemma said, and I looked at her, seeing the good old Gemma like I remembered her. "You shouldn't take any shit from my son. Because you're the only one in this family that don't deserve being treated like crap."

"Yeah, but sometimes, it doesn't feel like it." I said absentmindedly. "Did I tell you about this morning? Jax and I was about to get hot and heavy, and my father walked through the door. Jax almost pissed himself. It was so funny to watch."

Gemma couldn't help but laugh. It was nice sitting here, talking just the two of us. If only we didn't have a bar between us, but hey… maybe this is exactly what we needed.


Third Person p.o.v

The septic tank seemed to work, and the search the feds did, came up empty. They had nothing on them what so ever, so they were off the hook, and they could plan what to do next with their guns, without thinking about ATF breathing down their necks. Jax and Bobby rode their bikes up to the cabin to tell Opie and Piney the news, and they had news themselves.

"Nate called. Wants to make a deal on the rest of those AK's." Piney told them.

"Russell knows nobody will touch them. Ten grands for all 36." Opie added, grabbing a smoke.

"Shit. Those guns are worth ten times that." Bobby told Jax, not liking this at all.

"All right, set it up. Me and Ope will make the run." Jax ordered, but Piney wasn't agreeing on that.

"No, you can't go without me. They won't trust you." Piney told him, thinking about what it would do to Sophie if something bad happened to Jax.

"You okay tying up this loose end?" Jax asked him.

"You know, you don't have to ask me that." Piney responded, and they both knew what to do.

"All right." Jax finally agreed.

"Good. Now get home, and treat my daughter right. She called me earlier, and I think she misses you. But please don't tell me what you did to her." Piney said, making everyone laugh, and Jax knew he was right. He was tired as fuck, and he wanted nothing more than to be with his woman. His Old Lady.

"See you guys later." Jax said, and rode off on his bike.


Sophie's P.o.v

From here on out, it gets rather steamy.

I had just stopped my car in my driveway, and I was rather tired after spending hours at the police station, talking to Gemma, and now, I just wanted to go to bed and not think about anything else.

I leaned my head against the steering wheel, feeling deadly tired, and I was glad that my dad had taken Chance with him to the cabin, because honestly, I did so not want to go out for a walk so he could take a piss right now.

I was about to unlock my door, when I heard the familiar sound of Jax's bike. I turned around, and it felt good that he was here. I wanted him to stay close tonight. Especially after meeting that creepy guy in Abel's room this afternoon. But I didn't want to bother Jax with that right now.

"Hey." I said as he took off his helmet, and walked over to me. "You won't believe the day I've had…."

He cut me off before I could even comprehend what was happening, and I was once again half-drunk with his kisses. He kissed me as if I was his last meal, and I could feel the tension building up between us. He kissed me fiercely sucking and biting my tongue and lips, and I had to pry him away, to be able to breathe. I looked into those beautiful eyes of his, and I wanted nothing more than for him to take me right now.

"Take me inside." I barely managed to whisper. Jax only nodded, and practically threw me inside, before locking the door behind us. Within seconds, he had me pinned up against the wall, taking control of the kiss once again. He tried to cover every inch of my skin all at once, and my mind went completely blank. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't remember what it was.

My heart was pounding the whole time, but I didn't care anymore. I wanted to take this step with him. I needed him, more than I needed oxygen. He worked his tongue over my skin, making me moan loudly, and I could feel him smirking. He kissed me hard, and my mind went completely blank again.

When I realized that he was pulling his lips away, I started to moan in protest, but that was until I understood that he would move down to my now bra covered chest. Where the hell did my shirt walk off to? That's not the part to think about now, stupid!

Somewhere in the middle of all the groping and the kissing, my bra disappeared to. His long, slender fingers gripped my sensitive breasts, massaging them roughly, before his hot kisses took their place. I threw my head back against the wall and I almost cried from the pleasure of his mouth suckling hard. I shoved my hands into his blonde hair, grabbing large handfuls and squeezing, making him groan against one of my painfully harden nipples. His hot tongue flickered repeatedly, nipping at it with his teeth before moving even lower.

Jax looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of his before dropping to his knees, bringing my pants and panties in one swift motion, making me step out of them, staring at me, hypnotized.

I felt the urge to squirm under his gaze, because it was so intimidating, having someone giving me that close attention below the waist. But Jax wouldn't let me cover myself. Instead, he brought my hands up, kissing them lovingly, reassuring me that everything was fine before placing them on the back of his head, and I knew instinctively, to grab onto his hair again. He smiled at me, licking his lips, and reach behind me to keep steady. I felt his tongue sweep across my wet sex in broad strokes and I just couldn't keep myself from crying out in pleasure anymore.

"Holy fuck!" I screamed, and I could tell Jax felt proud of himself. My exclamation just drove him on. By the time he latched onto my swollen clit, and begun sucking again, I was about to go insane. Without any warning what so ever, I burst into the biggest orgasm I've ever had. I swear, I saw fireworks, stars, I discovered a fucking new planet. Jax kept his grip on me, because he was afraid that I would collapse from the intensity of it all. I was shaking all over, and I couldn't for the life of me, remember when this felt so good.


He released me after a few minutes, only to pick me up again, making me wrap my legs around his waist. I held onto him as best as I could, occupying his mouth with kisses, so the poor man stumbled a little through the hallway. He managed to find his way into my bedroom, and my king-size bed. He knelt on the edge of the bed and leaned over me, and the way he looked at me, made me feel even more loved than ever before. I looked up at him with adoration, and I never wanted this moment to end. I never wanted to let him go.

"I love you." I whispered, before I grabbed him by the neck, pulling him down to me. Then, I kissed him as passionately as I could muster, and it only grew more and more frantic. It took me a few seconds to figure out that I was completely naked, while Jax still had his clothes on. I slid my hands under his cut and slid it slowly down his arms, feeling my heart beating out of control. Jax let me work at my own speed, needing me to feel comfortable with myself, and him. We haven't been intimate like this since we were 14 and 15. And that was just awkward. I pushed him away a little, so I could free him from his shirt, and just as quick as I pulled it over his head, he reconnected our lips, making my toes curl. I tossed the shirt somewhere in the room, not really caring about it. The moment my hands started to slip between our wanting bodies, and touched his button fly, Jax's hands shoved mine away in desperation to get as close to me as possible. He ripped it off in no time, and settled between my legs again. Being in this position, made me as vulnerable as I could ever be, and Jax noticed, the lust in his eyes is still there, but also the love we feel for each other is there.

He traced his fingers down my cheek and kissed me as softly as he possibly could. Just to make sure I was okay.

"I can't believe you're back here with me again." Jax whispered, before he penetrated my body, sinking deeper, inch by solid inch. I gasped at the feel of him inside me, and it was too much for Jax. He started panting like crazy, starting to shake with anticipation.

"God, you're tight. Feel so good." Jax told me with a groan. I kissed him, panting just as bad as him. That seemed to do the trick, and he started moving back, grinding against a place I had never been stimulated before.

"Oh, shit!" I cried out, and it seemed to surprise him more than he thought. He shifted his hips and rubbed firmly against that bundle of nerves, making me shake uncontrollably. I was convulsing around him and it made him smirk.

"Is that your spot, baby?" Jax asked, but I couldn't form any word to come out of my mouth. So, I only nodded. He took that as a good to go, and shoved into me harder, making sure to drag his thick tip along that place each time he passed it.

I was completely lost: lost in the moment, lost in us, lost in Jax's scent that was pure sex. When I started matching his rhythmic movements, he grunted loudly and rolled over, pulling me on top of him. I was still a little shy, and he knew it, and kept me as close to his body as possible. Suddenly, he coaxed me back slightly, and I felt the deeper angle my position created. I surprised myself in the throes of passion, and raised up on my knee, leaning back on his thighs and arching my back, riding him into oblivion.

Jax took a sharp intake of breath, holding onto my hips, pulling me down on his shaft, harder with each thrust, and I was wondering how the fuck I would keep my sanity while I fucked a god.

I felt myself started shaking, and I could feel myself growing wetter around him. The room flooded with our mixed scents, the arousal in the air, could almost be touched. Jax let out a growl from deep within his chest, and sat up quickly, wrapping himself around me like a cocoon. The newest position felt even more intensive, and I shuttered all around him. He rubbed against me in a way I've never experienced before, and I came undone, clamping down on him, screaming at the top of my lungs. Jax begun bucking his hips furiously, not being able to hold on anymore. He roared as he exploded deep inside me, allowing me to milk him dry. We collapsed together on the bed, completely drained. We laid there, trying to catch our breaths. This is the moment I've been waiting for, for what seems like forever.

Jax pulled me with him, as he turned us over, leaving him on top. He looked down at me, and it felt so good, lying there in his arms. He let his head fall into my neck, and I kissed his forehead.


"Holy Shit! That was amazing." Jax said into the crook of my neck.

"It really was." I managed to breath out, running my hand through his hair. Jax looked down at me, kissing me softly, before rolling over, bringing me to lay on his chest. I snuggled into his chest, making him tighten his grip on me.

I didn't actually know what to say to him, he practically jumped me like a beast, but I loved him. Was it good enough for him? Did I do it right?

All these thoughts went through my head, making myself questioning everything, and Jax could sense it.

"Hey look at me." He said softly, tilting my head up to his.

"You were incredible. I've never experienced that with someone before." Jax told me, rubbing soothing circles on my arms and back. I lifted myself up a little, kissing him. I never wanted to let him go. Jax responded to my kiss, and roll us over, throwing ourselves off into another round of hot and heavy sex.


The next morning, I woke up to someone breathing down my neck. My eyes popped open when I remembered what I did last night. Jax and I kept going until the early hours of the morning, not being able to keep our hands off each other. I didn't want to move from him, and as cliché as it sounds, I never want to leave this bed.

I felt a kiss being pressed against my neck, and I turned around to look into those beautiful eyes of his. I loved him so much. God, how much I loved this man. How did I get so lucky?

"Good morning beautiful." Jax said with that sexy, sleepy voice of his.

"Good morning, handsome." I said, giving him a kiss.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get going soon. I'm meeting your old man and your brother in 2 hours for a drop off." Jax told me, and I let out a sigh.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Not too far away from the cabin. Why?" Jax asked suspicious.

"Nothing. I want to come with you." I said, not really asking for permission.

"Absolutely not." Jax argued.

"Well, this is Nate we're talking about, right?" I asked him.

"Yes, but that doesn't change anything." Jax told me.

"I don't care. I want to see the man that screw my dad over. The one that supposedly was his best friend. I want to be there when it happens." I argued and Jax knew that I wouldn't let this go.

"Fine. But stay close to me at all times. Do not go running off on your own, you got that?" Jax told me, giving in on my demands.

"I promise. Not that I want to be that far away from you anyway." I said, knowing it was cheesy.

"What do you say to a shower before we head out." I suggested as I jumped out of bed stark naked. Jax didn't need much time to think and hauled me over his shoulder, and ran towards my bathroom. Damn. This man would be the death of me. Sexually.


After spending a long time in the shower, Jax and I took his bike up to the cabin, where we would meet my dad and Opie. My dad would just look at me, and he knew that I finally got some, and he patted me on the back, telling me how proud he was of me.

He didn't like it that I was joining them, but I didn't care. I was out of harm's way, and I there's no way they would go alone.

We arrived at the destination, Jax wrapping his arm around me, protectively. We stood there, letting my dad and brother make the deal. One of Nate's men stood there with binoculars, not believing us when we said we weren't followed. Jax was fed up with him.

"We're not idiots. We weren't followed." Jax told him and the guy gave him a look, telling us that he didn't really believe him.

"That smells like shit." Nate exclaimed, gesturing to the guns.

"Long story." Opie said, and I needed to get Jax to tell me how that happened.

They're all here. Three dozen. Cut open the bags and you can check for yourself if you like." My dad said, and I got the feeling that there's something more hiding in those bags. That obnoxious man from before, handed the envelope of cash rather harsh to Jax, and I wanted to rip his head off for being such and ass.

"Thanks." He said nonchalantly.

"Yeah." Jax said, holding me back with his other arm.

"Sorry about how this went down. I wanted to tell you, but Russ thought it best not to." Nate told my dad, and I could tell that this was hard for him.

"That Russ, he always was a big thinker."

"He's a good kid, just a little nervous. Believes in the cause." Nate told him.

"And this is your retirement plan? Hiding out in some bunker? You got anybody up there with you? Family, women, kids?" Dad asked him.

"No. Frank and Russ' boys. We're gonna lie low till the heat dies down. We got some big boy waiting for us in Mexico." Nate answered.

"Mexico. Gonna be running this revolution from Acapulco?" Dad said, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah."

"You, take care of yourself, friend." Dad told him, as Nate and the others walked away.

Opie, Jax and I looked at my dad, hoping everything was fine with him.

"Well, there ain't no innocents with 'em." Dad said, before he and Opie got into the truck, and Jax and I jumped on his bike.

I knew that something was coming, but I wasn't prepared for the huge explosion behind us. I understood that it was the only way to stop this, and that's what my dad meant when he said that there wasn't any innocents with them. And it hurt my dad to see Nate go. But that's how it is. Jax and I rode up to the truck, as my dad rolled down the window.

"All this shit landed on your back. Handled it pretty damn good, kid." Dad told him, and it made me happy that he was happy.

"Thanks, old man." Jax said with a smile.

"Take care of yourself, sweetheart." Dad said to me, and I also had a huge smile on my face.

"Thanks, dad. I love you." I said, meaning every word.

"Yeah, I love you too, kiddo." Dad said before we rode off together. I loved feeling the wind blowing in my face, and I loved how everything worked out well in the end. I felt better when it came to Jax and me right now, and I felt we had a deeper connection that before. I just needed to think positive, and don't doubt myself when it comes to that.


When we got back into town, I told Jax to drop me off at the Police station. I wanted to be there when they let Gemma out of jail, and Jax wanted to go see the kid. Not that I didn't want to, but Gemma would kill me for sure, if she knew that I ditched seeing her getting out of the slammer. Jax kissed me goodbye at the same time as Clay rode up on his Harley.

"Hey. Come to bring home the wife?" I asked, as he sat down next to me.

"Yeah, unless she cuts my balls off and feed them to me." Clay said, grabbing a smoke.

"Yeah, she can be a hard one. But hey, take care of her please. She needs you, Clay." I said softly, hoping he wouldn't be offended or anything.

"Yeah, I will, kiddo. And thank you, Sophie." Clay said and he never says thank you to me.

"For what?" I asked.

"For taking such good care of my Old Lady when I screwed things up the way I did." Clay answered, and I couldn't help but smile.

"You're welcome, Clay. I would do anything for that woman, and you know it." I told him, and we sat there in silence, waiting for the Samcro-queen to come out the door. About 15 minutes later, the door to the sheriff's office opened, and Gemma walked outside. I felt myself exhale, and a shitload off my shoulders.

"You been waiting long?" Gemma asked Clay as she kissed my cheek and gave me a hug.

"All my life, baby." Clay said, finally getting some lip action from his loving wife. Clay grabbed Gemma's hand, ready to go, when we saw someone coming. I figured it was the bitch from before. The one Clay hooked up with in Nevada.

"Jesus. This stupid bitch." Clay exclaimed under his breath. "I'm sorry."

"No, no, I got it." Gemma assured him, and I couldn't help myself.

"No skateboards." I said, gaining a smirk and an annoyed smile at the same time.

"Promise." Gemma said, approaching the young girl.

"I just want to say I'm sorry if I caused any problems." The girl said, and she sounded sorry.

I didn't want to listen to their conversation, so I grabbed Gemma's keys, and told Clay that I would bring her car back to TM, and that I would meet them there.

I walked over to the car, as I heard footsteps behind me. I looked up and saw that same girl walking up to me.

"What do you want?" I barked at her. I know, not very nice.

"You're Sophie Winston, right?" She asked and I rolled my eyes at her. I huffed as a response, and got into the car. "I'm Cherry. And I just wanted to say it's an honor to meet you. All the guys in Nevada always talks about you, and what kind of person you are. Kip talked so warmly about you, and how you two became friends so quickly."

I am sure that she's a nice girl at heart, but I really didn't have the time for her right now.

"Why the hell are you here?" I asked impatiently.

"You and Jax Teller. What you have, I want that." Cherry said, and I started to think about the way Kip acted when he saw her in the lot.

"The prospect?" I asked and she actually started blushing.

"Yeah… He's the right one." She answered and I wanted to believe her.

"What if that doesn't hook up? The others want a taste?" I asked, knowing how ruthless those guys can be.

"Then I'm gone. I'm not here for anyone else." Cherry said, standing her ground.

"You so much as flash a pretty grin at Jax, or Clay or any other than Kip, I will jam my fist so far up your bony ass, your cup size will double." I warned her, knowing that Gemma would've been proud of me for saying so.

"Is that how your rack got to be that size?" Cherry shot back, and I couldn't help but laugh at that statement.

"Yeah, Mama Gem did it, a long time ago." I joked back, and Cherry started laughing.

"Come on. Do you need a ride somewhere?" I asked, surprising myself.

"Yeah, sure." Cherry smiled as much as she could without hurting. That nose of hers didn't look so good.

I drove off towards TM with Cherry by my side. I guessed that she would want to see Kip again, so I saw no harm in bringing her there. As we turned on the street, I saw Jax riding the other way, and when I saw who was on the back, my insides twisted.

Tara. Why the hell would he give her a ride home? I know I should trust him, but when it comes to Tara, I know that if she decides to hook her claws into him, I fear that he will turn around completely, and leave me hanging, because even though he says that he loves me, I'm not sure what he would do if Tara wanted him back.


There it is!

What did you think. Do you want more steamy scenes or not? I'm all for it, but it's up to you readers if you want to read more about the naughtiness of Jax and Sophie.

I promise I'll do my best to update more often, but I can't promise anything.

Until next time xD

*cathrineoriginal*


*peace486: thank you so much! I love Chance too, and that he's already a member of the club, sleeping on Tig's Harley of all things.

*Emmettluver2010: I am trying to work something out about her love life, but I'm not sure how to work it out just yet. The mother from hell will come out of hiding soon. It will be so much fun! It will mess things up for sure. Or at least, I'm planning on it.

*Momoftwins1970: Haha! I have always planned on pairing Kyle and Sophie. It would be something people didn't expect, and I'm glad you thought it was good. Hope you like this chapter as well.

*Jeffyzfavoriteskittle27: Thank you so much. Sorry for the wait, though. For the time being, Jax has his head out of his ass, but a lot more can still happen.

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