A.N.: Hello everyone! I am so so sorry for not updating the story for a bit. I got caught up in some RL things that prevented me from having time to write. But don't worry it's settled now and except for the holiday rushes, I'm here! My puppy, Baron, has gotten far too big already and he's sitting beside me watching as i type this chapter because my typing annoys him lol. I hope everyone has missed Ana, Tig, Chibs and everyone else because this chapter is filled with the lot of 'em ;) BTW! I just finished watching season 3, Let's all just say it together: AMAZING! Can't wait for season 4, the club is genius. Which, by the way, Season 3 will also be in DTDE, not in a sequel story. Anyways on with the stories. Any questions that were asked in reviews will be answered below the chapter =) If you have any other questions, don't be afraid to ask! I'll also have my own question below for you all to answer, It's called the question section. Original? No. Straight to the point and matches? Yes.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sons of anarchy, nor am getting any money(unfortunately lol) from this fan fiction. I only own Anastasia Teller but hey if Mr. Sutter wants to sell me Tig...Happy...Chibs or even jax, I'll write the check ;).
Anastasia put her hands through her dark hair, twisting her fingers into it but it did little to keep the long dark strands from falling over her shoulders and covering her face. Tara and Abel were both still asleep but as the clock edged closer to 8, it wouldn't be long till they woke up.
She heard the rumble of the bike a few moments later before the door slamming followed the sound. She didn't lift her head as she heard his heavy foot steps come into the kitchen or as his hand rested on her shoulder before plopping into the seat beside her. She heard his sigh and that's when she lifted her head, turning it slightly to look at him as he took his turn hiding in his hands.
Anastasia and Jax had been close when growing up but that was an obvious point. Before she hit teenage years, he was the sun and she revolved around him. Staring up at him, the flash of pride and adoration would flick in her eyes for him. When anywhere near him, she was in his shadow but because he liked it that way. True, the club protected the biological children of the late John and re-married Gemma Teller, protected the step children of the president Clay Morrow. But it was because that's what they were, they were legacy. Jax let her hide in his shadow, be surrounded by it because she was his sister, the first he would protect besides Gemma and later, Tara.
As they aged, their need and closeness only grew. He was the sun but the club and boys, mainly tig, had become mars and earth, taking his spotlight but only heightening the fact she needed more protection, more of his care as boys ran from her with him behind her and the club worked around her. The youngest of the SOA members would circle her like prey, waiting for that year she hit legal status so they could swoop down for the kill.
But sitting at the table with him now, after years of cruelty and avoiding one another, she felt like she needed to hide him in her shadow, protect what was left of him.
"Are you sure you want to go nomad?" Her voice was no louder than a whisper but she didn't get that in return, only a nodd before he ran his hands through his hair and leaning his head back. A distant look forming in his eyes, as if he was entering his own world to avoid this one. "I want nomad once, wasn't that fun." She was slightly louder, urging to get him to speak and she rested back as his lips tweaked with amusement before they faded.
"I don't have a choice anymore Ana. If i stay, i'll end up killing someone in the club. I can't trust Clay at this point. How can we be here when we can't even trust the fuckin' president? " He slammed his hand on the table, making her jump slightly but move towards him, leaning over to rest her hand on his shoulder. The hurt in his voice caused her to feel his pain, caused her to want to take it away.
Her hand lowered to wrap over his back as her chair moved until it was pressing against his own. He tensed but then fully relaxed as he felt her head move to rest on his shoulder. They both stayed quiet as her finger traced over the Pattern on his cut. This was family. This was his little sister, one of the biggest parts of his life. She had the ability to say nothing but be completely comforting. Gemma made things uncomfortable, Tara made you feel her pain, the club made you feel pain. Anastasia absorbed your pain, discomfort and took it from you. She cleared your mind and made no demands in return.
"This is our life Jax...This club...Even when I was gone, my world revolved around this club, this family. We fight a battle each day in this club but the war of it won't ever end but we can't run forever. Sooner or later, nomad or not...We'll have to rejoin the war." She kissed the top of his head as she stood, hearing Tara's yawn as she moved down the hall. "I'll talk to you later." She smiled at him, getting a soft one in return before she headed for the door.
Her screams of laughter were covered by chibs' as she sat in his lap, tucking her knees up as half-sack ran, pushing the pair down the hospital hallway until they landed infront of Jax, Bobby and happy. The pair were all smiles as they stood up, Ana stepping aside as Chibs hugged his brothers before tucking her under his arm as they headed outside.
She was soon in the van with Half-sack and Chibs. Resting on her butt between the two seats with her head leaning against Chibs' thigh, far away from Half-sack's itching hand. Swelling in the lower parts didn't seem like a good thing to her but she didn't mention it as Chibs swelled himself with pride as he demanded the porn only to be let down with the news of the fire. Chibs' happy mood slowly dimmed down as Half-sack poured the latest news of the club out, leaving her to shake her head at the prospect just as Chibs ordered the quick turn. Chibs' hand lifted her left as his other reached down to open the compartment, yanking a gun out before demanded the left turn again.
No more than fifteen minutes later, she was jogging after the two men into the store. "Chibs!" she yelled in whisper after him, trying to keep up before he entered the store. Just as she stepped through, she was covering her ears as he fired before heading straight for the boy who had ducked. Half sack blocked her from getting closer than the middle of the store as Chibs' yanked the boy up, pressing him to the counter with the gun to his head.
"Chibs. You just got out of the hospital! " She told him, more concerned for his safety than the panicing scottish boy. "That's not the answer i'm lookin' for." Chibs grounded out just as Ana froze, feeling the gun press to her head. " Let him go chibs or miss Teller will be staying for a long time." She swallowed hard, watching with wide eyes as Chibs looked over his shoulder, his frown deepening as he saw the gun held to her head before staying up and dropping his gun. He was empty handed but she could see his anger grow as Jimmy stepped from the back.
She tensed even more as she saw his eyes scan over her briefly before returning to Chibs, his voice almost mocking as he spoke to the other man. The gun pressed harder to her head, especially at the doors re-opened and Jax stepped in, his gun drawing as he saw the gun Cameron held to his sister's head.
The tension thickened between everyone. "Enough. Let tha girl go." Jimmy ordered, annoyance in his voice as he watched the scene in front of him. Chibs walked away, grabbing Ana's wrist and tugging her with him. Passing by Jax briefly and freezing as Chibs stared him down. "You are not my V P anymore, nomad." The disrespect and frustration was clear in his voice before he walked from the shop with Ana and Half-sack following.
They were soon at the club house, Ana stepping from the van as everyone filed out from the garage. Her eyes went to Tig like a magnet as he came out, a soft smile stretching over her lips before his eyes narrowed slightly, making it drop as he turned his attention away from her.
Ana arrived at Jax's house as the front door opened and the dirty blonde agent stepped from it as Ana stepped from her car. She tilted her head, a soft smile stretching over her lips at Agent Stahl. She didn't remember everything yet but she knew well enough from the boys and from memories of who this woman was.
"Agent Stahl, always a pleasure." She chuckled as she headed from the front door, a smirk similar to Jax's rested on her lips as she neared the ATF agent before stopping in front of her.
"I wish i could say the same Miss Teller but unfortunately, i cannot. " Anastasia chuckled as she stepped side ways to block her from stepping around her. "I thought i explained that your interactions with the club and the members were done." Ana's demeanor changed from the cruel friendliness to just cruel as she stared down the older woman, stepping an inch closer.
For a small girl, Anastasia was not weak. She grew up with the toughest men in Charming, in California. She knew how to fight physically and verbally. She knew how to cut someone down a few sizes. She knew how to shoot, strangle, stab and intimidate someone. Someone like Stahl, someone who was too damn big for their own good.
"I thought i explained that you are just like your family. Meaning i'm sure justice will come your way as well. Maybe if you're nice, I'll get you a cell with Alex Trager, are you fucking him still or have you gone the extra to fuck your brother." Stahl pressed her own insult, making Ana smile wide with a soft laugh just as the door opened to the house, Jax's body filling the doorway as Ana stepped past her, ramming her shoulder into the woman. "Hm...Have a nice career Agent Stahl." She called as she stepped into the house with a laugh.
She was soon back at the club house, curled up under the covers of Alex's sheets as she napped. Her head was hiden again his pillow with her arms wrapped around it tight. Her rising and falling back under the covers were the only sign that she was alive until the door slammed shut, jerking her clear up. She blinked in panic, trying to gain focus before they landed on Tig, allowing her to fall back with a groan. "Jesus christ." she sighed, rubbing her eyes as he slammed around the room.
"stop slamming stuff!" she cried, throwing the pillow at his back and finally catching his attention as he spun towards her. His eyes dark and his expression heavy as he glared at her, making her freeze in mid throw with another pillow. "What's wrong?" She asked, concerned before he snorted and tossed the pillow back at her, making sure to get her in the head before going back to searching. She shoved the pillow aside before getting from the bed, wincing as her side burned from stretching. "Tig what the hell?" she demanded, scratching her head.
"What's wrong? Other than the fact you accused me of getting out of bed in the middle of the night to go start a fucking fire?" He snapped, stepping towards her. The object he had searched for was resting in his hand, the black metal shining from the gun but he wasn't any more intimidating with it. The thought of why he had wasn't even crossing her mind as impatience filled her.
"Listen, I was mad and in a rush, he nee-" "Oh shut it Princess. You wouldn't of even said that shit unless you were thinking it some how. So fuck off"He growled, anger clear in his eyes as he stepped towards her, attempting to intimidate her and her smart mouth.
"Because you can be trusted right Tig? You're just some sweet angel. You do whatever Clay wants you to do even if that's fucking over your own brother." She snapped right back before stepping back as pure anger filled his features.
XXXXXXXTig&Ana TimeXXXXXXX(hehe some apology for being gone)
She had no time to move before he was on her, his hand tossing the gun onto the bed before he pinned her on her back to it. She arched from the bed, crying out as he jerked his own shirt above her breasts before yanking down her pants. The sound of a rip filled the room just before she felt the cold air send shivered through to her core.
"I didn't fucking do it." He growled roughly, pinning her good and one arm down to the bed while his spare hand undid his pants quickly. "I was busy. Doing this to a fucking spoiled princess." He kept her pinned and practically howled as he slammed clear into the small womanly body under him.
She screamed, her head falling back as he gave her no time to adjust. The strong, over powering sensation filled her quickly as he hammered into her. He had looked at her face quickly, looking for any sign of pain or any sign that he should stop but when seeing none, he gave her nothing else. Gave her no time, no room for arguments as he filled and pushed the doubt and disbelief from her. She cried out, scratching at his hand as he used his strength to dominate her, knowing she had no air to call his claim over her.
His eyes moved from her face to her arm, groaning loud as he saw the black gun pressing against her pale skin. IT wasn't dangerous for her to be against it, the safety was on as he worked her over.
Her sounds filled the room and he didn't cover them. Her voice was becoming hoarse from the loud sounds but he never broke pace. He leaned down, kissing her roughly as he felt her tightening around him. His hips gave one, two and three more harsh, firm thrusts before he pushed to the hilt. His head tossing back in a rough growl as he held still, only giving firm jerks of his hips to pump the seed into her.
He looked down at her, his grip slowly relaxing on her hand as he leaned back over, kissing her more gently and lovingly. He let go of her hand, stroking her cheek that she eagerly leaned into. "I'm too tired to fight now." She groaned, forcing him to chuckle as he gently pulled from her grip. He helped her up the bed to settle back against the pillows before kissing her again ."That's okay darlin', good to know i can shut you up and have you obey me this way." He gave her his twisted smile, gaining a smirk from her before she shifted under him, cuddling his pillow as he got from the bed
He fixed himself quickly, putting the gun into the back of his pocket before kissing her cheek again. She was out cold, the only sign of their animalistic love making was the flushed cheeks and if someone dared to lift her shirt, the wet marks that were on her thigh from his owner ship.
He smiled before leaving the room, shutting the door much more gentle this time.
XXXXXXEnd Tig&Ana TimeXXXXXX
Later that night, she was with Gemma at the house, eating her dinner silently before the table was soon crowded by Jax, Clay and Gemma. She stilled her eating, lifting her head as Gemma began to tell her story of what happened the night Bobby was released from jail.
Tears filled her eyes slowly, followed by the two men and tara. Gemma was the strongest except for the few cracks in her voice. Tara and Ana both knew why she was telling the story now of all times. The club was breaking apart, Jax had been allowed to transfer to the Nomad charter. They needed a saving grace, something to bound them together and Gemma was allowing her pain to be the glue, allowing them to grow from her pain, band together from it and to fight to make it go away.
Ana slowly stood from the table, her dinner forgotten as Tara and Jax left slowly. Clay and Gemma zoned out, staring at one another, helping each other. Ana stared as she moved from the room quietly, her heart breaking for the pair and for her own relationship. She needed that love, that affection, that need. She headed up to her bedroom in the house, leaving the pair in peace as she curled up onto ther bed.
She laid there for a few moments before her hand reached out, grabbing her charging cell phone and flicking it open. She hit the speed dial one, a number that had never changed since she got it when she was 17. "Hello?" the sleep roughened voice answered the phone. "Where would we of been today if i never left?" She asked softly. She could hear him on the other end, shuffling around on his bed before hearing him clear his voice. "Probably married Ana. Maybe a kid, house like Clay's. You weren't just a fuck buddy. Why? Where's this coming from?" Tig's voice was concerned but curious with an edge. Like he was expecting something.
"Do you think we could still have all that?" Her voice was like a child's. Soft and frightened. The silence on the other end was intimidating. He finally sighed and she could practically see that hand running through his hair roughly. "I...I'm not sure Ana. You left me, not the other way around. I'm not even sure if i can handle this right now but i'm doing it for you. I don't know if i see the future with you or without you. This you right now isn't the real you, you're not fully you without your memories and when you get them back, we can re-have this conversation..." His voice was softer than usual , as if he was breaking the news of a dead child to it's parent's.
Ana swallowed roughly, plucking her bed sheets firmly before nodding to herself. "Oh...okay...I'll talk to you later." She whispered. "Ana! wa-" she didn't wait. The phone was hung up and turned off quickly, any emergancy would reach her through the house phone. She curled up in her bed again, wrapping her good arm over her head as silent tears ran down her cheeks.
She had most of her memories back and the need and want for love she had felt before she returned to Charming were back and doubled. The need and want for love had been filled by Alex and then completely emptied by him. The tiny girl that had cried and begged for real love while watching each croweater get banged without any emotion except lust was clawing at her skin now, clawing to get out for Tig. The elder teenager that had fallen so easily into his arms was crying her heart break in Chibs' arms again as Tig had ripped himself away from her and eased himself into another's arms. The college girl was staring disappointingly at couples as they walked by her, her eyes following any male that looked similar to Tig before her head would lower as the ache in her heart grew. The adult girl stared at her phone, the selection highly always over that one name: "Alex-Tig"
Alright! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! I hope you all review and don't forget to reach the queston section below to answer the queston i have for you guys. If you have any more questions, don't be afraid to ask so they can be answered in the next chapter!
Question Section!
Question for readers: What's you're favorite fan fictions to read besides Sons of Anarchy? I have a few ideas in my head but not sure what book/tv show/movie i want to make them for.
Question from Missiemeghan: will we find out what happened with Anastasia and the Mayans?
You guys will eventually find out what happened with Anastasia and the Mayans. The entire history of the events will come out when DTDE starts working into Season 3 because there is more interactions with them then, forcing it to come out. How it affected her, the club, what exactly happened will all come out because i have been brief with that info =)