Heres a new chapter Ya'll enjoy! Rated M for an ass whoopin in this chapter sug.


How much good luvin could one man get before he collapses?

Not enough.

Jax rubbed Emilina's tired body as she rested from their long hours of vigorous and pleasing love making. How lucky could he be to have finally found a girl who could keep up with his libido and keep his ass in check when he was getting a little too out of hand.

He carefully got out of bed. He was feeling like a snack would do both him and Emi some good and some energy for another couple of rounds. He slid into his boxers and pants and stepped out of the room. Jax walked down the club house halls and towards the main part of the building. Tig laid sleeping on the couch and on a girl, Piney, Bobby and Clay were at the bar discussing something. Everyone else was off to somewhere he couldn't see.

Piney was the first to notice him and smirked. He tapped Clay and Bobby then pointed to Jax, when they saw him Clay smirked and Bobby let out a little chuckle before taking a sip of water. "What?" Jax asked as he walked behind the bar to grab a bottle of water and some cookies from Bobby's hide away stash. "Do these have hash?" he held up the bag for Bobby to see but received to answer.

Bobby, Piney and Clay were gaping at his back. It was covered in scratches from right at the start of his reaper tattoo and upward. "She fucked you up." Chibs says as he walks by from out of nowhere. He took time to examine them, some were just welts, somes pulled up some skin, and some actually bled but only slightly. "Was it as good as it sounded last night?"

Jax looked at Chibs not quit understanding what the hell he was talking about before turning back around and checking the mini fridge before moving on to the kitchen. Before he could even step foot in the kitchen he turned around eyes wide and pointing at the guys. His brain was so clouded by getting back to Emilina and sexing the life out of her that Chibs' comment had went straight over his head.

They had been heard!

"You can not tell Emilina you heard us."

"I think she knows how loud ya'll were." Piney answers. "We all heard you two. Poor Juice drank himself into a coma, we had to carry him to his room."

Jax sighed and wiped his hand down his face. He had forgotten about Juice and his close attatchment to Emi, but then again when anyone saw a naked goddess before them they would forget too. They would forget everything. "We probably fucked him up for life." He just shrugged. There isn't much he can do about it now. "He'll probably forget. I mean he's Juice, forgetting is what he does."A door slamming open ended the conversation. The guys looked to where thudding footsteps were coming from, the door area. Someone was awake and they were none too happy if they were stomping to hard to realize how hungover they should be. Into the main part of the club came Juice looking just as horrible as he could. He was wearing a crumpled up tshirt, his boxers, one sock and a pair of ladies underwear on his head. "Good lord. What happened to you man?"

Juice looked to the voice that questioned him and when he saw Jax everything went red for him. "I'LL KILL YOU, YOU RAT BASTARD!" He took a huge leap across the club house and onto the blond. They landed on the ground with a hard THUMP. Juice sat ontop of Jax and wrapped his hands around Jax's neck and squeezed. "YOU FUCKED MY SISTER! I'LL KILL YOU!"

"She's had... sex... before... me!" Jax struggled to get out of the angry hispanic's hold. Tig and Happy had come out of their dorms after hearing the threatning screams and the large thump and were suprised to find the club technician strangling their V.P with a pair of lacy pink panties on his head.

"Juice? What are you doing?" Tig asked as he just stared at the scene in front of him.

Jax looked over his attacker's shoulder at the Sergent At Arms. "Killing... me."

"Help him." Clay orders.


Emilina stood infront of Jax in only his reaper hoodie, that looked like a dress on her, and her underwear. She inspected his neck which was covered in purple marks in the shapes of fingers. She then looked to Juice who sat on the couch with a drink in one hand and the other hand was covering his eyes. Emi sighed and walked up to her brother. She sat down next to him and put her hand on his knee. "Go away." was his only response.

"JC." Emilina said softly, when she was met with no reply she said, "Juice." and she was met again with not a word from him. "Jean Carlos Ortiz, you look at me or you suffer!" That got not only Juice's attention but all the other Sons as well. Isabella, who was brought there by the babysitter a few minutes earlier, also looked to her mother but not for any particular reason she just liked to stare at her. "I don't know what your deal is but you better get over it."

Juice set his drink down on the floor and turned to Emilina. His look was filled with anger and hurt and it hurt Emilina to have to see that. "You had sex. That's what my problem is."

Emilina gave him a 'really' type of look and then pointed to her daughter. "Yeah that's part of how she came about."

"I wasn't there for that!" he yelled. "I wasnt there listening to the bed squeek, the wails of passion, slapping of flesh, and all the dirty talk! it was disgusting!"

"I liked it." Said Tig. When Emilina turned and gave him a blank look he shrugged saying, "What? I did."

"Is that why you're upset? Cause you were there to hear it?"

"Not just that." Juice sighed and calmed down a little. "When you were younger you were so busy trying to be a boy that you didn't want to get with a boy. I honestly thought you were gonna be a lesbian," The guys laughed. "I'm just trying to except the fact that... you would rather have chirizo instead of taco."

Jax shook his head and came up behind Emilina and put a hand on her shoulder. "You're upset because she's not gay?"

"I'm upset because she's having sex with my brother!"

Emilina shuddered and gagged. "God please don't call him that infront of me, it's too weird. And get those panties off your damn head!"


It took a week for Juice to get over the fact that the little girl he had watch grow up was indeed having sex and was having it with his friend. It took another two weeks before he could look at Jax without wanting to kill him and letting Emilina touch him. But he did indeed get over it, he had no choice if he wanted to hold Isabella.

It had also been five months since the happy couple had met and got together and Gemma wasn't the only one upset about it. The Croweaters and Sweetbutts would watch everystep that Emilina made, watched how Jax would touch her and hold her baby, envied how she could just interact with the Sons without having to give up the pussy. Their jelousy was obvious, blatent and clear and what could they do about? Well they could challenge her claim on him. Since she is not rockin a crow, she is not an official old lady, and since they had been there longer they thought that they could get around her. If they could get Jax alone they could get his attention and steal him away and then scare her off.

Funny how dumb bitches think huh?


It all began on a friday night, a SAMCRO party night. A couple of Sons had come from the Las Vegas charter and had staid long enough to enjoy the Charming hospitality, though Piney thought they decided to stay and oggle Mama Emi as he called her. She put out the welcome wagon like she had when Opie was released from jail she just wasnt hugging them or touching them much for that matter. That didn't matter to them they just wanted to stare at her.

After spending some time with each of the Charming Sons and Happy Emilina booked it for the dorm to relax for a while and check in on the baby. The Charming Whore Club saw that as their chance to rub up on Jax when ever they could. See Jax is not only sexy, he's the mother charter's Vice President and with great title comes great power and being the soon to be Presidents Old Lady means that you run Charming. What woman wouldn't want a taste of that? What woman wouldn't want to be the next Queen of Charming? What woman wouldn't want to be as feared as Gemma Teller-Morrow?

The guys watched as Jax pushed away Croweater after Croweater after Sweetbutt after Sweetbutt. He was getting tired of it and it showed. He would look to the dorm area in the middle of a conversation looking for his girlfriend to walk out at that moment but when she didn't he would turn back to his brothers and push away a Croweater.

And then it happend.

One Croweater who couldn't take a hint named Sharrie decided that she would stick around Jax like a fly to dog shit. Everytime she got pushed away she would come back two minutes later with a different kind of drink and a whisper in his ear of a good time that he was clearly not intrested in. Even Tig was getting annoyed with the girl and she was ignoring the other Sons. "You know," Sharrie leans into the blond VP, "I could do things for you that your little girlfriend couldn't do."

"Like what?" came the familiar accented female voice. Emilina stood with her arms crossed just under her chest with a hip jutting out and blank look on her face. She may not have looked intimidating to anyone else many but Juice knew better. This was a mode that she went in as a child when people would touch her toys or eat her food or pick on her. This was the beginning of Neli, Emilina's bitch personality. "Talk dirty to him? Suck him till he can't see straight? Ride him like a rodeo? Fuck him till he's on auto pilot for a week? Because I already do that." The more she talked to closer she would get to Sharrie until she was finally in her face. "And good... doesn't even describe my skills."

Sharrie, not one to know when to take a hint or back down, steps closer to Emilina. Face to face, toe to toe. "Garbage could be a good discription." she flips her hair and a little hits Emi in the face. "You think you're all that because you're all tropical or what ever with your little baby. Just because you know somebody doesn't mean you are somebody. You don't have a crow so the makes you nobody. So why don't you take your bastard baby and take your fake ass home!"

Jax stood behind Sharrie with a shocked look on his face. Tig sucked air between his teeth and everyone else backed off a little. Chibs was actually the closest to Emilina and at the moment he didn't think that he should be touching her.

Because she smiled.

Juice knew that smile.

Neli's smile.

Emilina's face seemed to darken and the air seemed to get a little thicker and everyone took notice of it. Sharrie wasn't looking as confident as she had with her comment a few seconds ago but she didn't back away making the on looking women and the the Vegas charter think that she was still up for the challenge. The Charming boys know though that when you mess with Isabella is when someone gets hurt. Emilina does this creepy tilt of her head which scared even Happy.

Then she snapped.

It happened before anyone could even blink. Sharrie was on the floor with a crazed Emilina ontop of her beating at anything she could. Face, arms, legs, chest, stomach, nothing went untouched. The guys wenced at the sound of bones breaking? Or was that a tooth that fell out. Emilina slammed the tramps head into the bar then knocked her back to the floor. Sharrie screamed bloody murder as her stomach was kicked it felt like she had been cut open since Emilina was wearing stilletos. Gemma and Clay came running into the club house when they hear the scream. "What the hell i- Oh my god." Clay cut himself off as he pushed through the crowd to the center of the madness.

She stepped back to look at her work, a crumpled sculpture of a bloody form cowering in fear of more to come. "You got something else to say..." she turned her head to Gemma, "Chica?" Gemma could feel the anger being sent her way with that one word, with that cold look in her eyes. Sharrie shook her head as much as she could through the pain. "Get your sorry, skanky, low life, redneck, disease carrying ass out of here before I do the world a favor and get rid of you like God should have!" The broken woman cried as she held her broken arm and ran away. Emilina looked to the crowd of cowering women. "Anybody else wanna spin the wheel? See if you land on a beat down?" They all shook their heads and back away. "Good. Go back to the party, enjoy."


The Vegas boys had no qualms about going back to the party and talking about the one way beat down. Emilina had walked away and went outside to collect herself. Jax picked up a shot glass and quickly sucked it down. "What the hell was that?" he yelled. "She was like a different person."

"She was." Juice answered with the shake of his head. "That was Neli."

"Neli?" Gemma asked. "Who the fuck is Neli?"

"Neli is her other personality. She only shows up when Honey is really, really pissed off. She came around when Honey learned how to talk."

The Sons looked at him in shock. "Why didn't you tell me this?" was Jax's only question.

"Because Neli went away when Emilina was eight! After her parents got divorced she never seemed angry anymore so it was rare for Neli to show up so she went away. I guess she got pissed off enough to trigger a Neli moment."

"So all those times she went off on Gemma..." HalfSack cut in. "That wasn't her being pissed off?"

"Not even a forth of Honey's anger." Clay whistled and gave Gemma a look letting her know that she got off lucky. "We just need to give her some air and Neli will go away again. Until then... we might wanna tread lightly."

And tread lightly they will.