Due to what's left, I had to split another chapter from one very big chapter to two moderate sized chapters. Not only that, the muses seem to throw more ideas to me as I am nearing the finish line for this story.
San Joaquin County Correctional Facility / California / 2030
The sunlight blinded her before her eyes became accustomed and she regained focus. The long walk down the gated pathway seemed surreal and otherworldly. In the distance, she saw what looked like spots of black against the light.
As she got closer to the main gates, Tara heard voices coming from them. One of them called her 'darling' before she recognized the Scottish brogue. "Good to see you, darlin' We all missed ya so damn much!"
Tara broke into tears of joy as she hugged Chibs.
Bobby was there along with Chibs and the rest of the Redwood Original, hugging her warmly and the scent of his famous muffins had her mouth watering instantly. When she finished eating one, Tara caught sight of her car.
The repaired Cutlass was a beautiful sight to behold. The trailer connected to a rear hitch that held Jax's motorcycle was something new. Jax emerged from the Cutlass. Tara approached him for the first time in six years. To his surprise, she was not upset, worried or angry with him.
With their sons enlisted in the Air Force, they had no issues about their welfare to fight over and custody battles ended a long time ago. There was nothing left for them to fight over and everything that they had to square away was taken care of back in 2028.
"Where were you all last year? On top of that, no one inside was talking whenever I was around and that's saying something." Tara said, recalling how for one year, no one from the Redwood Original visited her at San Joaquin County Correctional Facility.
Jax pointed towards the stranger among them. "There was trouble in town. That's why we couldn't visit you last year." Looking to the leather-clad figure wearing a closed biker helmet with tinted visor, Tara asked, "Who is that?"
The biker's figure suggested either a very skinny man or a woman. There was nothing to decipher who it was. Tara watched as the stranger approached her.
Chibs stood close to the stranger and helped remove the helmet.
Tara did not expect to see what she saw and that such a thing happened to the woman standing in front of her. "What happened to her?"
"The San Joaquin Sheriffs turned on her and forced her to pen her resignation. If she refused, they were prepared to open her throat."
There before Tara stood a beaten, bruised and scarred Althea Jarry, her face marred by the infamous Glasgow smile, turning every facial expression into a Death's Head visage. "Your own sheriffs did this to you?" Tara asked.
"They are not. My sheriffs anymore." Althea rasped. Just opening her mouth strained the severed nerves in her face.
Bobby spoke up. "I was hanging out at the cabin for a retreat. Took some Prospects with me. They found her, brought her to me. Chibs stitched her up himself."
A Son she never met before approached her with a somber grin on his face. He had dark brown hair with streaks of grey near his ears. His beard and mustache was brown with some salt white streaks. "Tara Knowles? Or is it Teller? I didn't want to call ya by the wrong name." He spoke with what sounded like a Cajun drawl. "My name is Dok Roy."
Tara shook hands with the Cajun. "Tara Knowles-Teller. Why are you here?"
"The Nomads couldn't leave SAMCRO short of one member. One steps in, one steps out. That's how it goes in life. I stepped in so Tig could step out." Dok replied. "What happened to Tig?"
"A lot has gone on since you went in but to sum it up, the Sons went to war against the Sheriffs Department. Half of them were chased out. The other half were violently introduced to Mr. Mayhem. One of the casualties was Tig's lady friend, Venus. He had to leave. The price for his transfer was that I come on board with SAMCRO."
What Chibs would say next, Tara never thought she would ever hear in her lifetime.
"We got out of Charming."
Jax watched Tara take in what she heard while listening to Chibs lay it all down for her.
The Redwood Original cutting the San Joaquin Sheriffs Department out of Charming in the way they did incited a return appearance by District Attorney Ty Patterson, who was not pleased at all to hear about the uprising and the bloody war that occurred. Chibs struck something of an armistice or cease fire in which SAMCRO would happily pack up and leave town as long as the Charming Police Department was reinstated with officers of SAMCRO's choosing. They would have to be those who have no ties to any political or public person including but not limited to the Hale family. There was no proof that it was the Hales who put the entire department on their payroll but if they had any influence in the law enforcement of Charming, they did not have it anymore.
No one from outside Charming could interfere with the rosters of Charming PD, including DA Patterson. Hearing what happened to Althea Jarry was enough that she could not persecute the Sons of Anarchy in spite of how much she wanted to.
Tara looked to Jax. "Are you out of SAMCRO?"
"The decision is still pending."
"Pending on what?" Tara asked.
"What you do next." Chibs said, pointing to Jax and the Cutlass. "Your boys are in the middle of training so they might be coming to see you within a month from now. We have to make sure they go to the right place."
Tara looked at Jax. For a moment, no one said anything. Then Tara began.
"Is any of this for real or is it a setup?"
"It's all legit." Jax said as he showed her the transfer papers. "It's all set for Chicago. The only thing I need to make this official, other than the vote from the Redwood Original, is whether or not you can forgive me and ride out to Chicago with me?"
Steeling himself from within, Jax said, "Tara, I love you. I should have said it more than I did and I should have meant it more than I did."
Tara looked into Jax's eyes and saw that he finally became the man she wanted and needed him to be.
Seeing the two lovers reunite with a passionate kiss made the SAMCRO guys whistle in good cheer.
Once the vote was passed and the transfer papers were finalized, Jax and Tara received a going away present from Chibs: the address to their new home in Chicago. Jax and Tara got into the Cutlass and drove out of Charming together.
Chicago, Illinois / 2030 / 2 days later
In the time they spent traveling from California to Chicago, Jax and Tara caught each other up to speed as best they could. For the most part, they both hoped to see Abel and Tommy again if only to see how they turned out in the Air Force.
To Tara's surprise, Jax did not jump her bones the first chance he got.
The closer they got to Chicago, the brighter the future seemed to be.
Upon seeing the one story house in the quaint neighborhood in a suburb neighborhood located close to the city's limits, everything seemed to click into place.
Then Jax saw the four people gathered on the front yard and his mood changed.
For Tara, it was the past come back to haunt her.
Coyote and his wife Angie stood next to an androgynous woman and the last Son Jax ever wanted to see in his lifetime. Tara had not expected to see him though a part of her could not have been surprised.
His head was shaved to the all too familiar buzz-cut mohawk and his scalp tattoos were visible after so many years.
His facial hair was gone, making him seem like not a day had passed since his perpetual transfer into the Nomad charter though his eyes were hardened after 10 plus years of one man sieges.
Jax felt like he was in a tunnel. Everything around him seemed unreal, even Tara telling him not to do anything stupid.
The Cutlass was parked. The engine stopped. Yet for the life of him, Jax could not tell where he had gotten out of the Cutlass but in the blink of an eye, Jax was face to face with Juice, Glock 17 in hand. Coyote quickly stepped between the two former SAMCRO members to keep the peace.
"Jackson, this is neither the time or the place. Holster your sidearm before someone sees you armed and calls the cops." Coyote ordered the former National President before turning to Juice and addressing him. "Juice, baja su arma. No hace tonterias. (Juice, lower your gun. Don't do anything foolish.)" Juice gave a look of acknowledgement to Coyote before putting away his gun. Tara, who followed behind Jax, accepted the Glock from him.
"Coyote, don't interfere. This has been waiting to happen for six years." Jax spoke, never once taking his eyes off Juice. "Maybe. It just won't happening right now. Whether you care to acknowledge it or not, I'm trying to help keep your family together by not letting this go down."
"How do you figure?" Jax asked, finally turning his attention to the New Yorker, who pointed at a row of motorcycles. Among them were Coyote's Road King Classic and Juice's Road Glide but the three Sportsters were unknowns.
Three Harley Davidson Seventy Two Sportsters. One was amber whiskey with silver details and narrow beach bars. The second was forest green with drag bars on risers. The third was silver pearl with highway bars.
Angie approached Tara for the first time in six years. "Hello, Tara. How are you?"
"Glad to be out." Tara said as she looked over Coyote's busty wife. "Thanks for the care packages and for looking after my boys, Angie."
In a move that surprised Jax, Tara hugged Angie and kissed her cheek. "I was glad to help you out. We're friends, aren't we?" Angie asked. Tara nodded and grasped Angie's hand with hers. "Yes, we are."
The androgynous woman, Yakira Sessa, took out her cell phone, dialed a number and waited a moment before saying, "If you could surgically remove your brother from his girlfriend for longer than a few minutes, bring him out to the front yard with you. They're here."
A few moments later, the front door of the house opened and out walked two 6ft tall blonde men in black clothes followed by a 5ft 3in tall athletic woman in a sleeveless midriff shirt and jeans. Her long, bright red hair flowed down to the middle of her back like a river of fire.
Though six years went by and they were no longer teenagers, Tara instantly recognized her sons as they stood before her.
Abel had grown stronger though his physique was lean and his hair was brighter than Tommy's, who now had a darker shade to his blonde hair. Tommy was slimmer than Abel. They were both clean shaven and their eyes shone brightly.
"Mom!" Abel and Tommy said together as they ran up to Tara and engulfed her in a bear hug.
Jax, Coyote, Juice, Angie, Yakira and Josie watched as Tara wept happily, kissing Abel and Tommy's heads lovingly and thanking God for the moment she dreamt about for 6 years.
Tara did not let go of Abel and Tommy for a good 30 minutes. When she finally let go of them, Tara was introduced by Abel and Tommy to Coyote for the first time. The New Yorker Son seemed to have a persistent youthful appearance in his face but his eyes revealed his real age.
"A pleasure to meet you at last, Tara Knowles-Teller." Coyote said as he shook Tara's hand. "I have waited 6 years to do that."
"Why?" Tara asked.
"For getting your boys out of California when you did and raising them up in Chicago."
"I met your daughters and your wife in Chicago, Coyote, but I only heard stories about your son, Angelo."
Their conversation was interrupted by an unhappy reunion that was taking place.
Jax tried to approach Abel with arms open for a hug. Abel walked up to his father and punched him straight in the face before proceeding to lay down a beating until Juice and Coyote stepped in and pulled the young man off Jax.
While Juice and Coyote took Abel inside to talk in private, Yakira Sessa and Tara Knowles-Teller followed Tommy and Josselyn Roy as they helped Jax to his feet and into the house.
Gloria & Lino's house / 2030 / Chicago, Illinois
Gloria left a basket of clothes in front of the door. "I found another batch of clothes from the Big & Tall store nearby. Maybe these will be a better fit for you."
Stepping away from the door, Gloria watched as it opened and an arm reached out to take the clothes and pull it into the room. The door closed quickly.
"Are you sure those are the biggest clothes you could find?" Corporal Lara Portelli asked. Having been raised in the Bronx with four younger brothers (Enrico, Enzo, Francesco, Gino), Lara had watched them grow from children to teenagers and none of them reached anywhere close to Angelo's physique, strength and size.
Gloria looked at the young Italian-American Corporal from The Bronx and replied, "If those clothes don't fit, it's because they spontaneously grew bigger if such a thing is possible." Pouring herself a glass of water, Gloria asked the most obvious question on her mind. "Did he ever tell you how or why he and his sisters are growing so big?"
"It's a mystery to me. I'm not complaining about it though." Lara replied. She was turned on by his tall height, superhuman bodybuilder body and attractive face ever since the day they first met each other in 2027. Despite this, Lara Portelli was drawn to Sergeant Angelo Cortez for who he was as a man most of all. The rest was a bonus.
Before she could get close enough to know him, Lara had to meet Angelo's tall, statuesque, physically imposing and super endowed sisters, Angelica and Angelina.
When she first met them in person for the first time, Corporals Angelica and Angelina were imposing and intimidating but when they sat down and talked together, Lara became friends with them. It helped for them to sit down; Lara would have had a sore neck from looking up and she didn't feel like talking face to boobs with the extremely busty sisters of Sergeant Angelo Cortez...for the first two minutes at least.
The fact that they were New Yorkers like her helped to break the ice.
What bonded Lara to the Cortez sisters involved a sparring match she had with each of them.
Angelica was big, brawny and busty but fast enough to move quickly and was able to throw powerful punches and kicks effectively and with precision. The Marines made Angelica Cortez a top notch striker.
Angelina Cortez had a broader physique than Angelica but it was slimmer than Angelo's. She could throw powerful punches and kicks like her older sister and younger brother. The Army trained her to do that without fail but her greatest power was her grappling ability. If she wrapped her arms or legs around anyone or anything, that person or thing would be at her mercy. She was a top notch grappler.
Though she took two beatings on the same day, Lara became close friends with the Cortez sisters, which meant she had the privilege of building a relationship with Angelo.
Sifting through the pile of clothes, Angelo was able to find a pair of pants and a white tank shirt he could fit into without tearing out of from the slightest flex. As he put on his socks and shoes, Angelo watched Angelica and Angelina help each other into their clothes. They had pants on and their shoes. The challenge came when they were trying to stuff their gigantic breasts into their shirts without bursting out of them.
"Where is Jonas up to right now?" Angelina asked as she adjusted her enormous boobs to enhance the cleavage peaking up from the top of her shirt.
"He's on a training expedition in Saudi Arabia with MARSOC." Angelica said as she adjusted her equally enormous boobs so she had as much cleavage popping out the top of her shirt like her. "How's Aries? What is he up to right now?" Angelica asked.
"He's in South America. Left with his unit nearly a week ago." Angelina replied.
"Has he been good to you?" Angelica asked with a knowing smile. Angelina knew what her big sister was asking and she was happy to share the details. "Aries is very good to me like I'm sure Jonas is very good to you, sis." Angelina said, thrusting her boobs playfully against Angelica's. They laughed together and smiled to each other as they thought of their respective boyfriends.
In between 2025 and 2030, in spite of the women around base trying to lure them away and the many times they had their balls busted by the men in their respective units, Jonas Lennox and Aries Vega kept loyal and faithful to the Cortez sisters.
Jonas was at first taken aback when Angelica grew to 6 feet 6 inches tall as her body grew stronger and sexier at the same time but then adjusted to it. Then he quickly learned that the bigger Angelica got, the hornier she became and that meant she became more physical whenever they made out. It was the first time he ever amplified his physical training for something that had nothing to do with going to war against a foreign country or meeting some military standard for physical performance.
Aries was also taken aback at first when Angelina grew to 6 feet 6 inches tall, becoming stronger, sexier and hornier but he got adjusted to it by following Lennox's adjustment of physical training.
The bigger, sexier and stronger Angelica and Angelina became, the hornier they got, which meant they became more physical whenever it came to making out.
Both Lennox and Vega did not need anyone to tell them that they needed to be in the best physical shape of their lives. They had to be. Angelica and Angelina were both determined to become Sergeants. When that happened, whatever restraint they had left on their apocalyptic level sex drives would disappear and then it would happen.
This led to many restless nights for Lennox and Vega as they could only wonder how they would handle their tall, sex-starved, super endowed, muscle bound New Yorker girlfriends. Yet in the time they knew each other, Jonas was still in love with Angelica. Aries was still in love with Angelina.
In 2030, Jonas Lennox was promoted to Gunnery Sergeant and Aries Vega was promoted to Sergeant First Class Aries Vega. A month later, Jonas and Aries took the Cortez sisters on a double date. It was then that the Alaskan and Floridian chose to propose to their respective girlfriends.
It was quite a thing for Angelo to see his big sisters get teary-eyed and emotional when they told him the news. He was the first one they told about it.
"How are we going to tell Mom and Dad? Do you think they know by now?" Angelica asked.
"They have no idea. Aries made everyone under his command do everything short of a blood oath not to say anything to anyone outside the Army."
"Same thing with Jonas and the Corps. The only other person who knew about this was Jake. This is something we ought to tell them in person." Angelica answered.
"You think Jake would have said something to Mom and Dad?" Angelo asked as he got up from the bed and walked up to them.
Angelica and Angelina looked to their 6 foot 10 inch tall superhuman strongman brother. "Not likely, Angelo. Jake would have probably let us tell Mom and Dad ourselves." Angelica said as she and Angelina hugged Angelo.
Long before the dual proposals, Jonas and Aries had to build a strong bond with Angelo first. Over the years, they became friends and they talked with him about what their intentions for Angelica and Angelina were.
For the most part, Jonas remembered what Angelo told him five years ago about them one day standing together as equals. Now Angelo was a near 7 foot tall bodybuilder and a Sergeant in the US Army. Jonas was a higher ranking sergeant in the Marine Corps but they were both non-commissioned officers nonetheless.
Then a familiar scent flew into their nostrils. "You smell that?" Angelica spoke.
Angelina smelt it and a smile spread across her face. "I recognize that heavenly smell anywhere."
Angelo recognized it right away. "Gloria really knows to make us feel at home."
"Quattro Formaggi Pizza!" They said together.
Due to one incident where the three Cortez kids were wrestling with each other for the last slice, Gloria made sure to make an extra large Quattro Formaggi pizza with tomato sauce and a sprinkling of olive oil over the Mozzarella, Gorgonzola, Parmigiano Reggiano and Ricotta.
Lara Portelli sat across from the three Cortez siblings as they went to down on the Quattro Formaggi Pizza. Angelo, Angelina and Angelica were considerate enough not to hog the entire pizza for themselves. Lara had several slices along with Gloria and her teenage children.
After lunch was done, Lara and the Cortez trio took a rest before going into a post-lunch workout to keep in shape. When Angelo and his sisters took their shirts off to dry off the sweat from their workouts, Lara was more than engrossed by seeing so much muscle between the three of them. For a minute, Lara got an eyeful of Angelica and Angelina's breasts as well as Angelo's huge pectorals. Then Angelica said, "Lara, can you get me, Angelina and Angelo some clean shirts from our room please?" Lara couldn't respond but with a nod, she went off and got them the shirts they asked for.
Meanwhile, Gloria got a call from Angie Cortez.
Jax and Tara were back together and Abel getting into a fist fight with his estranged father. Not only that, Coyote and Angie were there at Jax's house.
When the news got to them, the Cortez trio and Lara Portelli got their stuff together and mounted the three Harleys parked outside. Angelica and Angelina each got on their own motorcycles while Angelo got on his with Lara riding bitch behind him. Because of their recent growths, they needed stronger motorcycles to ride. So they chose three Street Glides with custom fairing, handlebars and engines.
Angelica rode at the head with Angelina at her right and Angelo with Lara at her left.
A/n: Cpl. Lara Portelli is another character I thought would play well opposite Angelo Cortez. She is a woman who will have somewhat of a better understanding of the military life and a better grasp of the MC life later on. How did this go? There is one more chapter (hopefully) to go. In that, I hope to finally reunite the Tellers and reveal how things turned out for everybody. Hope I'm not leading you readers around in circles in pursuit of the grand finale of this story.