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Friday night rolled around and Jamie stood in a corner. Earlier on in the day, Opie and Jamie had gaked a fight to set up the evenings events. She had easily faked pissed so she wouldn't need to convince Jax otherwise. Just as she thought, Tara was attached to Jax's hip acting like the Queen she wasn't. God, even Gemma had left Clay alone during parties and talked to some of the other old ladies…if she even came to the parties. Happy's movement made her look up. Ah, there was her signal. She set her beer down before walking over to Happy, kissing him.

"So…you think this is gonna work?" She asked softly.

He gave a short nod. "Here comes Opie."

Opie pushed into Jamie and Happy, 'accidentally' nailing Jamie.

"Hey!" Jamie snapped.

"Dude, no need to be a dick," Happy shook his head.

"Not being one but I do need one sucked," Opie smirked, but Jamie could see how fake it was.

"No, Opie," Jamie pushed him.

"Oh? What's wrong? Belly too full of everyone else's?"

Jamie punched Opie but Happy grabbed her and Juice managed to get Opie.

"Hey, hey. Fights in the ring only," Juice piped up, looking at the two.

"Then let's go." Jamie growled, heading for the ring.

In the ring, Jamie had stripped down to a bra, Opie shirtless when Tara's voice broke out.

"No! No! You will not be fighting!"

Jamie smirked as she stepped forward, meeting Opie in the middle. She threw a punch that landed on Opie's chest and as she went to throw another one, Tara stepped between them which made Jamie angry.

"What the fuck are you doin'?" Opie snapped as he looked down at Tara.

"Stopping a fight-"

"No one stops a fight!" Jamie shook her head.

"No. This fighting shit is barbaric and most certainly not lady like.:

"Who the fuck cares?" Opie looked around at the other members of the club.

Jax stepped into the ring, looking at everyone. "What's going on?"

"You need to rein in your Old Lady, that's what's going on," Jamie snapped.

"Hey! Shut up!" Jax grabbed his sisters shoulder.

"Then get her out of the fucking ring!"

"No!" Jax turned to his sister, shaking his head. "I told you to drop your patch and the tattoo needs to go."

"I'm not blacking out my tattoo, Jax. Now get your Old Bitch out of the ring and let us fight!"

Jax grabbed his sister and pushed her hard back into the corner but Tara jumped between them before anything else could happen.

"Jax. Jax enough," she rest her hands on his chest. "She's not worth it. She's useless."

That sent Jamie on the wrong path. "You stupid bitch!" She yelled, Chibs grabbing hold of her arms so she couldn't get to Tara. She struggled a bit, growling angrily.

"Jax," Opie warned softly as Happy climbed into the ring now, Tig on the other side of Jamie but that certainly didn't stop Tara.

"Really? Stupid bitch? Because you're just acting like a child. Maybe you should go with Happy and let him fuck your brains out-"

"Tara, bad fucking idea," Opie said again but it was too late, Jamie was in that place.

"Get your fuckin' old bitch out of the God-damned ring, man!" Tig snapped as he helped Happy get Jamie out of the ring.

Juice sighed, rubbing his face. "I didn't think Tara would do that."

"None of us did, Juicyboy. But, it worked and everyone saw a piece of Tara's bitchyness." Chibs nodded.

Opie and Tig came around the corner, looking at them. "Tara and Jax are having a blowout at the moment. Might be wise to get her in there now, Happy."

Happy smirked, turning to his…girl actually. "Let's go, princess." Oh hello anger.

Just as they thought, Jax and Tara came back when Jamie and Happy started to fight.

"Tig! Stop this!" Tara snapped but Tig didn't move. "Alex Trager!"

He spun around to look at her, making her back off a bit. "Don't you ever call me that."

"I said stop it!"

Happy nailed Jamie and it knocked her back a few steps. She went back at him, neither one willing to stop this fight. When he knocked her back again, Tara reached out for Jamie's arm and only successfully scratched her arm. In one swift movement, Jamie turned and punched Tara right in the forehead. The crowd quieted down and Jamie stood there, a proud smirk on her face. Tara climbed into the ring, shaking her head.

"Jamie Teller, stop this."

"Or what? You'll strip me of my patch, bitch?" Jamie stepped up right into Tara's face, that smirk still on her face. Tig and Happy stood at Jamie's side now, watching Tara.

"Y-Yeah. Maybe I will!" Oh, Tara was losing her backbone rather quickly.

Jamie smirked as it went silent around the ring, not one person moving. "Too late, bitch. Hubby here tried it."

"I bet you deserved it."

"Not really. Ya see, all I ded was argue how you've somehow managed to complete fuck up our whole system here in Charming. How everything we used to do, you've found a way to convince Jax to drop. Dumb bitch. You're not Gemma, never were and never will be. Gemma knew her place-"

"And you don't," Tara spat.

Jamie reached out and grabbed Tara's shirt, pulling her closer while ignoring Happy yelling her name. "My place is at that God-damned table. My place is taking out the stupid fuckers that threaten to kill YOU! Remember the little hands incident? OH yeah, you do. I killed those fuckers. For. You. I'm John fucking Teller's daughter, I deserve my place at that table!"

"Oh, yeah. Because John Teller would be so proud of his outlaw whore daughter-"

"YOU DIDN'T KNOW MY DAD!" Jamie yelled as tears stung her eyes and she shook her head. "Old Bitch. Learn something. Your place is over there with the other old ladies because I certainly don't belong there. I've got too much blood on my hands to be one, I'm too in this club's ass to leave it just like you want me to. I don't know what you have against me but get over it. Your place is to be in the mother fucking bed with your legs spread wide open for Jax when he walks in that fucking door and to take care of my two nephews. This club is ruined because you don't like us running guns. Because you don't like us running the garage because, oh my God, Jax isn't home fucking you by three in the afternoon. Because of you, we sit around and do nothing."

Jamie could hear grumblings from the guys and she finally let go of Tara with a little shove, shaking her head.

"Oh shut up, Jamie," Tara started, nod practically hiding behind Jax. "You're nothing but a sweetbutt wanna be who thinks she's got all of the answers. You're nothing more than White. Trash."

Jamie jumped forward but Jax stopped her, succeeding in getting himself punched. Happy held onto Jamie as he back her up and listened to the boys around them yell about Tara.

The plan had worked.

A/N: Hi guys! This is the Sequel to SAMCRO's Daughter. Thank you for reading, favoriting, reviewing, etc!

So, what do we think of my arc with Tara?