A/N: Coming Home will consist of chapters in the present and in the past. This chapter will be when Gia and Juice first met during his Prospect period. I do not own SOA, I just own my OC.
Chapter 2: Come on Juan Carlos, I'm Going to Break You
Gia was riding into the lot at Teller-Morrow after getting a call from Jax that she was needed at the clubhouse. He had said something about a new prospect and left it at that. She had broken six of the last eight prospects and the two that she didn't break didn't really count as Jax and Opie had grown up with her. But she was a wild child and quite the terror when she wanted to be. Clay used her as a gage to see if the prospects could hack it. For if they could survive Gia, they could survive club life. Four of the last eight prospects couldn't keep their mouths shut. She had gotten them to talk quite easily and reported back to Clay. One she ran off and the other broke the cardinal rule. Gia Teller was SAMCRO's princess and was to be respected as such. She held power as to who got a patch. Not as much as the club but one word from her could influence their decision. This prospect she had a fling with. It seemed like he was going to make it. Then one night at a party he had too much to drink and when she refused to go with him to his dorm, he smacked her in front of everyone. She promptly beat his ass and Jax and Opie threw him out. Since then Gia had put herself off limits. She hated being alone, but the humiliation of that night stayed with her. A prospect had humiliated her in front of the one thing she held dear to her. A prospect.
When she walked inside the club house the guys were standing around a tall, brown skinned man with a mohawk. She put on her best smile, fix her hair, and walked over, "Hey boys, who is this shot of tall, dark, and handsome?" She said walking around him, eyeing him like prey.
Tig laughed, "He's your new chew toy, sweetheart. The prospect is ready for his Gia Teller Initiation."
She stopped circling the prospect and stood by Tig, "Oh guys, you shouldn't have and he's cute. Y'all have spoiled me this time. Well prospect, what is your name?"
The prospect stared at her and their eyes met for just a second. It was just a moment and he knew that he was in for it. No one really explained to him what was about to happen. They were all laughing at him right now. He looked at the girl in front of him again. She was a tiny thing. She stood only about 5 feet, had teal hair, blue eyes, and she was wearing black jeans, a black tank and a red leather jacket. She was beautiful. He was so busy staring that it didn't register that she was asking him another question, "Prospect, I asked you what your name was. Did you hear me? What is your name?"
The Prospect shook his head and tried to look anywhere but at her, "My name is Juan Carlos or JC." He said finding a spot on the back wall to look at. Gia laughed and began circling him again. He watched as she got into his line of sight. Their eyes met again, and she winked at him, "I'm Gia Teller. I'll be your worst nightmare or best friend depending on how well you do in my little tests. Understand that I report right back to the club. Know that depending on what I say can sway if you patch in or not. This is my family and I will not let anyone hurt my family. It is my job to make sure you will not break, that you can be trusted, and to make sure that you respect my family and the men whom you wish to call brothers. Basically, unless the club needs you for something, you are mine or as Tig put it, you're my new chew toy."
Gia walked away with the guys and spoke to them for a bit about what the plan was going to be. She eyed Juan mischievously over Bobby's shoulder. He was leaning back against the bar trying to look anywhere but at her. She loved having this kind of power. But for her it was making sure that the people that came into the club knew that trust and respect, truthfulness and integrity, and not fucking ratting were the things that would keep her family safe. Do these things and the club took care of you too. No one standing in this room were angels, most of them had been to prison at least one, or had trouble with the law, or was just downright dangerous. Gia was like a saint amongst devils even with her list of sins. A list of sins that for the club she would gladly replicate.
She walked back over to Juan and pulled on his arm, "Come on Juan Carlos, I'm about to break you. You and I are heading to Oakland. I'm meeting up with some friends and by club rule I need an escort," the next part she said as loud as she could, "Which is bullshit but here we are. We are going to leave in about an hour. I need to make sure I have everything I need. Go on and get yourself ready."
Juan took off and Gia turned back around to the guys, "What is it that you need me to do?"
Jax spoke, "We need you to get a message to Laroy. We would go but it looks like we are being watched right now. We would use our guy on the inside, but he is being watched. We are asking you to be proxy for the club. The prospect will escort you to Oakland and Quinn will meet you there. You'll relay the message and go on to your show like you planned to. Again, we wouldn't…
"Have asked. Jax, you know I would do anything for you guys. Just let me know what I need to tell him, and I'll be on my way." She said looking her brother in the eye. She had been trusted with a few things like this. To most people she was unassuming. The things she had been picked up for had nothing to do with the club or if it did it could not be proven. She got the message from the guys and got her things together.
As she walked out to her bike, she saw Juan walking towards her, "Okay, prospect this is your first test. Don't fuck it up." She said as she started her bike and rode out of the lot. She heard a bike following her and smiled. This was going to be fun.
When they got to Oakland, they met up with Quinn who rode with them to the meeting spot. Gia made sure she had her gun and then made her way to where she was meeting Laroy. She waited for a few minutes before Laroy showed up. She sat not looking at him and he came to sit next to her. She looked to the side and saw Juan and Quinn keeping an eye on her, "I was expecting Clay."
Gia looked forward, "And you got me. Some people would consider that lucky."
Laroy gave a stifled laugh, "What do you have to say, little girl?"
"The next shipment comes in next week," she handed him a piece of paper, "All the details are there."
Laroy took a moment to read over the paper, "Agreed. Let the club know and I hope to see you again, Gia Teller."
Gia looked over at him. He laughed and said, "You didn't think that I would know all about the people I do business with?"
"I wouldn't expect anything less. Now, if we are done here, I'm late for a show." She said getting up and walking away from the table they were sitting at.
-Four Months Later-
Juice, as he was now being called was working on one of the cars when Gia came riding into the lot. He stopped and looked at her. She was hot. Still as tiny as ever but she had changed her hair to lavender. She smiled at him and walked over to the garage office. This told Juice that Gemma was not coming in today. Usually, Gia would be out helping in the garage. She sat behind the desk and started getting things for the day. She looked out in the garage and saw Jax, Chibs, and Juice. She sighed and walked out of the door into the garage, "His Majesty still in bed?" She asked Chibs wondering where Tig was.
"Him and three, "he looked over at Jax, "It was three girls, right?"
Gia shook her head, "Juice, with me. I'm going to need back up. Time to go wake up Tig."
Gia stormed towards the clubhouse. She was a woman on a mission. Her rule was that if she had to be up to work this early after a night of heavy drinking then everyone who was supposed to be working with her should as well. Gia was not one to take her responsibilities lightly. She heard Juice following her, "Do not stand in front of the door and make sure you're armed. This could get interesting." She looked over at Juice who nodded. Gia laughed, "He has only shot at me twice. Or maybe it has been three times now. Since you have not had to try to wake him yet, I'll show you and then he is your responsibility from now on."
Gia walked towards the door and knocked, then stepped to the side and opened the door, "Hey Uncle Tiggy, time for you to get up." It was silent for a second and then she heard a sound, "Gia, you have three seconds to close my door…"
"Or you'll what, kill me? What would my brother and father have to say about that? Come on, Tig, you have to work, and I have to take that trash in your bed out." Juice chuckled as he listened to them. It was an easy family banter, one that he desperately wanted to be a part of. He took all the joking, chiding, etc. with a grain of salt. He wanted this. He wanted to be part of this family. But recently he really wanted to be part of it with Gia. She was gorgeous. She had a mouth on her. She kicked his ass several times and she taught him many things. He was passing her every test. He didn't rat on her, he didn't fall for it when she tried to lose him as a tail, he kept her secrets, he was always ready to help her and her family, and he always protected her. She had several more visits to Oakland in the last couple weeks and she put on a tough exterior, but she was scared that one of these times she would not come back. She shared this with Juice, and he had promised that she would always make it back to her family.
That was the first time Gia kissed him. It wasn't passionate or lust filled. It was sweet and soft. It was everything that Gia really was when she was not dealing with the world of SAMCRO. When she was on her own, she liked to sit in the sun and read or just relax. She told stories of her friends and family. Not club stories but moments of their lives that were just them being normal people in the world as she would say, "It is not often that this happens as every part of our lives is connected to the club but on the rare occasion that it does, I cherish it. Don't get me wrong, I love the club. I've done things for it, I've committed my soul to it, I've sinned for it. But occasionally, I just want to feel like there is something that is just for me and in those moments I'm just Gia Teller."
Coming back to the present, Juice heard something fly past his head. He looked back and saw a knife, "Oh great, Tiggy, you almost killed the prospect and he's been doing so well." She said turning her head to smirk at him. He knew that this was another test. Tig was difficult but he would eventually relent to the force that was Gia Teller, "Alright, asshole, I'm coming in there." She said as she stormed in.
Gia was used to seeing most of the club's members in all sorts of positions. Tig was no different. Nothing he did really surprised her anymore. She walked over to the bed and got the girls up and shuffled them out one by one, "If you want more, you can come back later. Now, you must get ready for work, Tiggy. Juice will wait for you and I better see you in no less than 20 minutes. You have earned yourself repos for the day. Juice will go with you." She walked out and looked at Juice, "He has 20 minutes. Good luck."
Gia walked away and went back to the office. On her way there she caught Chibs eye and tapped Jax on the shoulder. They laughed as Gia smiled and walked into the office. She sat at the desk and started sorting through the receipts on the desk. She sorted them into piles and began to get to work. She promised her mother that she would have the desk cleared off by the end of the day and she was not about to be made a liar.
20 minutes later Juice walked into the office. Gia looked up and smiled at him and then looked into the garage and saw Tig, "Good. You did well," she looked him over, "You still have all your body parts intact, so I say this was a success. There are only two repos today. Should only take an hour maybe less." She said handing him the list. She touched his hand as he took the list. She enjoyed him. But he was still just a prospect and that meant at any moment he could leave. If he patched in, she could give her feelings more thought but for now she dismissed them.
"We'll be back soon, Gia." He said as he walked out the door.
7 months later
The vote was unanimous, Juice was going to be patched in. There was going to a party and Gia rode home to help her mother go shopping for it. She smiled thinking about how happy Juice looked. She was happy for him. He worked hard for it. Now he would be sticking around, and she now had to think about how she felt about that. She found herself in the last couple of months getting jealous when croweaters were around and her mother had caught on quickly. But Gia kept denying it. She couldn't have feelings for someone who could have possibly not been around tomorrow. But now that he had a patch, she could entertain her feelings. Then she thought that he would think that it was only because of the patch that she wanted him. She shook the thought from her head. She was no croweater, she was royalty, a princess, the saint among sinners.
When Gia and Gemma arrived back later in the afternoon with the stuff for the party, Gemma got the girls to work setting things up. Gia was running around making sure that everything was going smoothly. Seeing as everything was, she headed out to the garage to work on her bike until she needed to change. Great thing about always being at the clubhouse was that she had a room all to herself. Most of her party clothes were here. She pulled her bike into the garage and got to work. She liked having some time alone, just her and her bike. She was head her headphones in when a shadow came over her, "You know it is not a good idea to sneak up on someone with a wrench in their hand. They could bash your brains in." She said getting up and turning off her music, "Hey Jackson."
He walked over to her, "Mom wanted me to tell you that it is time for you to get ready."
"Thanks, Jax, I'll be in in a minute." She said putting her tools away.
Jax stood there for a moment before speaking again, "So you finally going to make a move on Juice?"
Gia snapped her head around, "One, you're my brother so that should be none of your business and two, how did you know?"
He laughed, "Well, the club has known for a while. You went extra hard on him which means that you wanted him to succeed. You looked at him like you used to look at Quinn. So, everyone kind of knew. Just so you know, and I know this does not matter to you because you do as you please, but mom, Clay and I think he would be good for you. Honestly, all of your family thinks he would be good for you."
Gia blushed. She had planned to get all dolled up tonight and hook her man. But she didn't know if he would feel the same way. They had shared a few kisses over the last couple months, but they never hooked up and she was sure that there would be a parade of whores trying to get in bed with him tonight. Luckily for her, if she failed, at least she had a bed to stay in tonight. Gia looked up at Jackson and smiled. She gave Jax a hug and started walking towards the clubhouse. When she got inside all the guys were at the bar starting the night off early. Tig already had two girls hanging off him, Chibs was already pouring another drink, Clay was talking with Gemma, Piney was enjoying a beer, and Juice was sitting at the end of the bar. When he was a prospect, he would get drinks for the guys and now that he was one of them, he no longer had too. Gia walked over to the bar and told the croweater to scram. She had no problems serving the guys, "Hey Juice, what would you like?"
He looked over to her and smiled, "Beer, sweetheart."
Gia grabbed him a beer and put it in front of him. She blushed when he called her sweetheart and hoped that no one saw it, or she would be in for some shit. That was the other reason, her family would never let her hear the end of it. If she kissed him, they would wolf whistle and cheer. If she was caught walking out of his room in the morning, everyone would smile knowingly and knowing them give them a round of applause because they were children. She laughed at the thought and went along pouring drinks and then called the croweater back over so she could go change. Once in her room Gia sat on the bed. She needed to wear something that would catch his eye but not look like she was trying to hard. She knew she would have to compete with the girls there that night, but she also didn't want to look like a whore. She searched her closet and took out clothes and threw them on the bed. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, "Baby, it's me. I'm coming in." Gemma said as she opened the door.
Gemma stared at the mess of clothes on the bed. She smiled and went over picking things up, "I think this shirt will due." She said holding up a long sleeve red lace see through shirt. Then she picked up a pair of black shorts that tied up both sides, "And these are perfect too. You look good but not like a whore. You'll need to doll yourself up and do your hair." Gemma said as she threw them at her, and Gia laughed.
Gia went into the bathroom to change and came back out to get her makeup bag, "Smokey eye, red lipstick." Her mother said as she watched her daughter do her makeup.
"Mom, why are you helping me get ready?"
Gemma laughed. She looked over her daughter and smiled, "You've grown up into a beautiful young woman. Someday you'll make a wonderful wife and Old Lady. It has never been a secret to you that Clay and I have wanted you with someone with a patch. We thought for a while that it would be Quinn. But then he went nomad and you guys never had the chance. But maybe you could have that with Juice. I've seen the way you both look at each other. You're both like teenagers in love. I just wanted to help you on your way. That boy would be good for you. You need to just let yourself see that. Let go of what happened to you. That prospect disrespected you and that thing with the one who got excommunicated hurt you deeply. You need to move on. Go out there and get your man."
Gia looked in shock at her mother, "Mom, you should not be saying this to your daughter." She said laughing and going to fix her hair, "It would have been like 15-year-old me telling you to get in Clay's pants."
"Gia Teller, you do not talk to your mother like that." Gemma said laughing.
It was an easy moment between mother and daughter. She loved that she and her mother could get along like this. She knew from a young age that she would be the next Queen of SAMCRO. She was being groomed for it. It didn't matter who Jax had as an Old Lady, Gia would bear the title of Queen. It would be a Teller biker dynasty. Gia got walked over and grabbed her heeled boots by the door and slipped them on. Then she turned to her mother, "Let's go get this party started." She said as she walked out the door.
In the hall she could see that more people had started showing up. Like all SAMCRO parties this was going to be wild and fun. There would be drinking, sex, fighting, and repeating those three. Gia was greeted by Faith, she was one of Chibs' favorite girls and they had been friends since high school, "Hey Faith, I hope you'll have a good night as I think a certain Scot is ready to have you keep him company." She said laughing and hugging her, "And I am going to have a little fun of my own." She said pulling back and winking.
"Oh, do tell." Faith said. Gia's gaze went over to Juice. She saw that he already had two girls trying to hang off him. She walked over and told the girls to move. They scattered quickly. Juice looked up at her with a bemused expression on his face. She stood and got a beer from the croweater behind the bar, "Congratulations Juicey boy. You're one of us now." She said taking a sip of her beer.
"Thanks Gia. It means a lot to me to be part of this family." He said taking a sip of his drink.
Gia leaned up against the bar giving a better chance to look up and down her body. She took a sip of her beer and gave him a side ways glance. One of the girls was coming back to hang over him and she just watched. When she had seen enough, she leaned into him and whispered in his ear, "When you've had enough of the girls and you want a real woman, come find me. I'll show you that I can still break you." She said walking away. She spent the night watching the guys fight and even got into the ring herself. Sometimes she and Faith would fight. This was one of the many reasons she was Chibs' favorite. He enjoyed himself a feisty and strong woman. When she got out of the ring, Juice was standing there with a towel for her to clean off with. "That was hot."
"Good it had it's intended effect. I love to put on a good show. Faith and I have been friends since high school and occasionally we like to show you boys up. Makes you all hot and bothered. According to Faith, it makes for better sex." She said wiping her face off and then holding it to her bleeding lip.
Juice pulled the towel away and ran his thumb under the cut on her lip, "It's not too bad. Shouldn't even hurt come tomorrow." He leaned closer, "So does that offer of a real woman still stand?"
Gia's eyed him mischievously. She took him by the hand and led him back inside. She dragged him over to one of the couches and pushed him down. She curled himself into his lap and had two beers brought over to them. She handed him his and pressed hers to her lips. She ran a hand over his chest and stared down any of the whores that were trying to get near him. A while later she had someone bring over a bottle of Jack. She took a swig from it and handed it to Juice, "Drink."
He took the bottle and drank from it. Then she bent down and kissed him. It was filled with longing and lust. They had had many kisses. Quick moments in dark corners when no one was looking. This time cheers could be heard, and Juice pulled her closer to him. Gia flipped off the cheering crowd and continued with the kiss. She knew that this in no way meant she had a claim on him, but it was a start. When she broke the kiss, she breathed hard. It was like kissing him took her breath away. She wanted this light feeling all the time, "Come on Juan Carlos, let me show you that I can still break you."