Hello there readers! So the second chapter is up. It's shorter than the first one because I wanted you guys to get introduced to Christina the first chapter. Now, we're slowly going to figure her out through the first season. I'm curious about you opinions. Let me know what you guys think!
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The next couple of days, Christina had been looking for a place to live. She loved Clay and her mother a lot but she was a grown up now. She needed a place to stay for herself. She had talked to Elliot Oswald, the father of Tristen Oswald. Tristen was a girl she used to babysit when they were both younger. Elliot Oswald was also a landowner and businessman. Christina had asked is he was in the possession of a nice small home for her. It had to be payable. Christina now may have a job at TM in helping her mom with the administration but it wasn't much.
Now, Christina was turning her repaired Mustang into the parking lot of TM. She was kind of early but it gave her time to treat the boys with something sweet.
She stepped out, grabbing the brown paper bag in her hand before walking towards the garage box where she saw the boys at work.
Jax put the welding goggles on his head when he saw her coming closer. Then he spotted the paper bag in her hand and the grin on her face.
'Good morning boys!' she said loud enough for each one of them to stop with what they were doing. Christina held up the paper back, making her brother grin. 'Got the good shit'. She started walking towards the clubhouse, the Sons not very far behind.
Christina emptied the bag on the mahogany table in the clubhouse, the muffins falling on the table. 'Here you go, boys', she said before taking one herself and walking towards the bar where she sat down.
'Oh, these muffins go great with tequila, princess. Thank you', Piney said before drinking his tequila in one gulp.
'You're welcome Piney', Christina said before taking a bite from the muffin herself.
'He's right', Bobby said in between bites. 'They really are great. Almost as great as mine'.
'You know mine are far better than yours, Bobby. I improved your recipe'.
Bobby laughed, shook his head before taking another bite from the muffin.
'Shit's addictive', Chips spoke with his thick Scottish accent. 'Turning me into a fat bastard'.
'Turbinado sugar, organic flour, no processed shit', Christina told them before shrugging her shoulders. 'Not that any of you give a damn'.
'You put hash in them?' Jax asked his little sister.
'You know my rule goldy locks. No bud before 9.00 a.m.'
Jax took a gulp from his beer before giving her a frowned face. 'Yeah but I don't have that rule', he answered. 'When you came back I didn't know you were going to be this giant pain in the ass again'.
Christina laughed, just like all the other people in the clubhouse. The door opened, Clay and Tig stepping inside. Both of them having a huge grin on their faces.
'Morning kids!' Clay yelled through the clubhouse area. When he walked past Christina, he planted a big kiss on her cheek, Tig doing the same when he walked past her. Christina saw the big bags in their hands, deciding this was her que to leave. She knew it was club business and she had no right to be present.
Walking towards the office, she spotted Juice not far from it. A smile played at her lips while she walked towards him. He held a phone against his ear, clearly not happy about something. She heard him mumble a thanks right before she arrived beside him.
'Hey', she greeted him, making him look up at her.
'Hey. What are you doing here so early?' he asked with his big, signature smile playing at his lips.
Christina pointed at the clubhouse. 'Made some sweets for the guys last night. Though I would give it to them before I would go to work. There must be some left so you should hurry. Saw Chips and Tig making heart eyes at them'.
'No kidding', he laughed which made her insides tingle.
'Yeah. I still wanted to thank you for fixing my Mustang. You didn't have to. You could have let the guys do it but-'
'It's no big deal', he quickly said. 'Really. It was an honor working on the royal vehicle'.
Christina slapped his arm softly before turning around and walking towards the office, Juice walking inside the clubhouse. Her mom was already there, rumbling thought stacks of papers.
'Hey', she said entering which made her mom look up. 'You okay?'
'No', Gemma sighed. 'Club shit and a lot of paperwork'.
'I would say that I love helping you and all but club shit isn't any of my business.
'Maybe you should become an old lady', Gemma snickered. 'Then you would be able to help'.
'Shut up ma', Christina said but laughed at the same time before seating herself in the chair besides her mom. 'You know I will never become an old lady. Way to much stress for me'.
'You would be good at it', her mother said matter-of-factly. 'Think about it. When Clay and I will step down you and Jax will rule this club, your old man by his side. They need a queen. You're already princess. Why not step up?'
'I'm back for only a couple of days and your already trying to put me on the thrown', Christina snickered. 'Shit really hasn't changed'.
'Sweetheart, when does shit ever change in Charming?' Gemma asked, a smile playing at her lips.
'Suppose you're right', Christina huffed. 'Anyway, now that you're here I can talk to you about the house'. Christina hadn't had the time to talk to her mom about the house she was trying to rent in between visiting Abel, working at TM and finding her place back in Charming.
'What house?' her mother asked her eyes still on the paper.
'The house I will be renting', Christina answered and making her mother look up.
'You're leaving again?' she said with a sad voice.
'No! God no. I'm just going to rent a house by myself. I love you and Clay and all but… I'm 23 years old now mom. I need a place for myself'.
'You called Elliot', her mom said next. It wasn't a question. Gemma knew Christina had called Elliot Oswald.
'I did', Christina answered anyway. 'He told me he may have a place. Nice one story home, new kitchen, three bedrooms for whenever someone needs to stay over, just renovated bathroom, big backyard for when Abel will be bigger-'
'You are getting a dog now, aren't you?' Gemma said with a grin.
'I'm thinking about it. You know how much I love dogs, mom. It will make me feel safe'.
'Then why don't you just stay with us if you are worried about safety?'
'Because I'm 23 now. I have already taken care of myself for over five years. I pretty sure I can pull it off in Charming as well'.
Gemma huffed, seeing that there was no way Christina was going to change her mind. 'I suppose you're right. I just… I was just getting used to taking care of you again', the older woman said while taking her daughter's hand. 'I missed you baby'.
'Ahw, don't worry mom. The house is only two blocks away from yours and lays right in between Opie and Jax's house. You will be able to be there in a heartbeat when I need you'.
'Good', Gemma said before letting go of Christina's hand and turning back towards the documents.
Christina smiled. 'You haven't even heard the best part'.
'What?' Gemma asked.
'It's furnished and padded', she answered. 'Elliot said I could paint the walls and even change the floor if I wanted to. He was sure I was going to love it'.
Her mother smiled at her, a small twinkle in her eyes. 'Elliot always had a soft spot for you', she said. 'I remember when you were thirteen, dropping you off at the ranch because you were going to babysit Tristen for the first time. Not only did he start to love you, Tristen loved you just as much. Maybe even more. I'm pretty sure she idolized you'.
Christina laughed about that. 'Yeah I know', Christina answered. 'She once said I was the best big sister she could ever wish for'.
Gemma kissed her cheek before once again returning towards the paperwork.
Christina sighed dramatically before standing up. 'Well, if I'm not needed here, I will go to the hospital to check up on my nephew. By the way, I'm having lunch with Donna. You can call me whenever you need me'.
'That's okay baby. By the way I still want to do that dinner I was talking about a couple of days ago. Maybe tomorrow night'.
'Sure. Sounds great'. Christina kissed her mother's cheek before exiting the office and walking to her car. She spotted Bobby, Clay and Jax walking to the office, seeing her walking away.
'You leaving?' Jax asked her.
Christina nodded. 'Going to check up on your kid. I'm having lunch with Donna after. We haven't talked in a while. I called her yesterday and we decided to get lunch'.
'Sounds great. I mean you were best friends before you left'.
'Yeah. And I'm pretty sure she was the only one who checked up on me while I was away. Almost every week'.
'Now you're just trying to make me feel guilty', her brother said with a small blush and smile on his face.
'Maybe', Christina answered before kissing Jackson's cheek. 'I'll see you later bro'. Christina started walking again towards her car and stepping in. She was unaware of the dark eyes looking at her from the clubhouse, admiring the swing of her hips and beauty before she stepped in her car and drove from the lot.
Christina sat in the rocking chair next to Abel's bassinet. Her voice was soft, almost a whisper, but very powerful while she sang for her little nephew. He clearly reacted to her voice. He moved a lot but sometimes it seemed to her like he wanted to grab for her with his little hand.
When Christina finished her lullaby version of "Wild Horses" when she heard someone behind her.
'He likes your voice', she said.
Christina recognized the voice even before she had turned around. Tara stood behind her, a smile on her face. 'How can you tell?' Christina said.
'His hands', Tara said. 'He's clearly curious who it is. And when you were finished it was almost like he whined. It's clear'.
Christina smiled. 'Yeah, well, people tell me more often that my voice is intoxicating which I really don't understand'.
'It is', Tara had to agree. 'You get lost in it. You hear the emotion in it, the love'.
'Thanks Tara', Christina said before looking back at baby Abel before her. 'How is he doing?'
'He is doing much better. All his vitals are up. He's going to make it', the doctor answered.
'That's amazing. Thank you Tara for taking such good care of him'.
'It's my job Christina. You know that'.
'Yeah I do but you didn't have to take this case but you did it anyway. I know it means a lot to Jax. He now knows Abel is in good hands'.
Tara smiled and even blushed at that. Christina had clearly noticed how Tara and Jax still reacted on each other. She wasn't blind. Christina knew from the moment Tara left Charming he was never going to stop loving her. Tara wore the crow on her lower back, the sigh of an old lady. She and Jackson had loved each other than, loved the idea of a future. The woman expected Tara to still have it. There was no doubt in her mind about it.
'Well', Christina then said before standing up, 'I have to go. Otherwise I will miss my lunch appointment with Donna'.
While Christina made her way towards the door was Tara thinking deeply. About what Christina had said about Jax, what Tara thought she had to do about it? And did the woman have to tell her about Wendy? She didn't have to say it was Gemma because she was not sure about that, but there were suspicious.
In the end, Tara decided not to. She was aware of Christina's hate against Wendy. She knew Christina would not do that but she was able to kill you if she wanted to. Sometimes Tara thought Christina was more dangerous than her mother. Christina was actually nice to people. She was loving, caring and genuinely nice. You would never see the blow coming. Even though Christina might be more dangerous than Gemma, Tara was still kind of on edge for Gemma. The doctor didn't have a dead wish.
The two ladies actually had a great time. Christina and Donna were sitting at a local lunchroom, having fun like they were teens. Laughing about each other's blunders, talking about what they had missed and of course they talked about Opie being in jail. Donna said he had missed her which she truly believed. Still, there was something in her eyes which told her Donna needed her more than then Opie did.
'I'm sorry', Christina said out of nowhere.
'For what?' Donna asked confused while she took a bite from her sandwich.
Christina shrugged her shoulders. 'For leaving you guys and not coming back when you needed me the most'.
'You should apologize for coming back, Chrissie. Not for leaving', Donna said. 'You had it all. You got away from… all of this. You were building a life for yourself. You were happy, you sounded happy. You had it all… you had what I could only dream about'.
'It wasn't home, Donna', Christina then said before moving a little closer over the table. She ignored the sandwich in front of her. She simply wasn't hungry. 'Maybe I got away from… all of this but it just- It wasn't what I wanted. It took me almost five years to figure that out and another year to finally have the courage to get back home. And in the end I hated myself for it. I hated myself for leaving the small California town which I grew up in. Charming may be destructive, dangerous for they who aren't from here, the biker town everybody wants to get away from but for me it feels like home. It always was and I hope I can feel that again'.
'Are you telling me that in those five years you have been away, you never felt at home somewhere?' Donna asked.
'I have traveled the world, Donna. I have seen so many places. But none of them felt like Charming. It's sad huh? I finally get the dream of every normal resident in this town and I come back'.
'It is sad', Donna sighed with a small smile. 'I should be angry at you but surprisingly I'm not. I missed you Chrissie! I missed my best friend. I needed you when Opie was in jail I really did. I just- I didn't want to-'
Christina saw how Donna was close to tears. Quickly, the blonde woman grabbed her hand and have it a tight squeeze. 'Hey, I needed you too', Christina whispered. 'You are my best friend and the only female wanting to get to know me for who I really was. You gave me a chance. Even though I still think Opie was a big part of that'.
'He was', Donna said through her tears with a small laugh. 'But you were really nice to people, young or older. They just… didn't think it was genuine which is bullshit. You can bullshit but you don't bullshit about that. You would stab a person in the back though'.
'Only when they deserved it', Christina defended herself. 'Just… Donna you could have asked me to come home. Maybe it would have been a short trip home. Maybe I would have left when you would feel better. But you had two young children and a husband in jail. That is not something you are supposed to go through without your best friend'.
'I just didn't want to screw up your dream'.
'It wasn't my dream, Donna. It was yours. Getting out of Charming after graduation, grabbing your bag, getting in a car and driving away without looking back. That was your dream. I just did it because it seemed right'.
'It was probably a good thing you went away. I saw how you were drowning. Not only in your own greave and sorrow but also in your brothers, Gemma's, mine… the whole club's sadness. You took it all and it was killing you. You wouldn't have come back from that. I'm still waiting for your heart to just give out'.
Christina laughed at that. Every time Christina would stress, be angry or incredibly sad, that is what Donna would say to her. The only female Teller child did not pick up on the family flaw. She had been the only child to dodge it. According to Donna, that did not mean her heart wasn't vulnerable.
'I'm not going to drop dead', Christina said. 'And I'm not going anywhere for a long time'.
'You're staying?' Donna asked really surprised. 'For good'.
Christina shrugged. She felt she should stay but would she be able to? 'Unless you want to get rid of me. But in that case, you would have to kill me'.
Instead of telling her to leave like Christina had expected, Donna smiled. Donna smiled at her like a child on Christmas morning. 'Actually, that is the best news I have heard in the last five or so years'.
Christina smiled back before heaving her glass of water at her. It was too early for wine and she still had to drive. 'To friendship', Christina toasted.
'Eternal friendship and then some', Donna corrected before clinking there glasses together.
Christina had picked up some flowers before going to the cemetery on her way home. There were only two more people she had to see in this town now that she was back.
The blonde put a bounded bouquet of popper flowers on the grave of her little brother Thomas before putting herself in the grass in front of it, reading the lines she had read so many times since the day she was able to. Before that, her mom or Jax had read them to her out loud every single time they came here. Simply because she asked to.
Thomas Wayne "Tommy" Teller
(January 8, 1984 – April 4, 1993)
The truth was, Christina had never really known him. She had been only five years old when he died. She had seen pictures, heard stories about him, talked to him at his grave but never really got to know him. She barely remembered his face.
'Hey Tommy', she whispered, her eyes still on his headstone. 'I missed you. I missed talking to my favorite brother. Yeah, I know. You would probably say that you are only my favorite because you aren't able to answer. Maybe but you are you know. I love you, you little shit. I do. Thought a lot about you while I was gone. About what you would have thought about me getting away from Charming. Knowing all the stories about you, you would have probably stood there waving a flag saying: "Be free, Christina, be free". Asshole. I think about stuff like that more than ever. About the past and… the future. Will I have a future now that I'm back in Charming? Because… I really don't know. Everyone is happy to see me and I am really happy to see them but… I don't know if I belong here after all of that shit. Traveling, having my feathers ruffled, doing stupid stuff you and dad would have smacked me for… It really wasn't pretty. Got away from that after the first year and have been looking for myself the other four, almost five, years. The truth is; I think I never found myself until a couple of days back; the day I returned to Charming. Maybe I just need to be patient you know. See how everything goes. Maybe it just all falls back into place. It's the reason I came to talk to you. According to Jax, you and dad were both good at that shit. I just hope you and him can give me some guidance, shoving me in the right direction. I just… I might never got to know you but that doesn't make me miss you any less'. Christina stood up, picking up the second bouquet from where it was laying in the grass next to her. She took a step forward, kissing his headstone. It was something she hadn't done in a really long time but it felt right. 'Love you bro', she said before walking off towards another section of the cemetery.
It had been a little walk but eventually Christina arrived at her father's grave, where he was laying with all the other Vietnam soldiers. She put the small bouquet of dark crimson roses on his grave before cherishing the reaper sitting next to his name.
'Hey daddy', Christina smiled before sitting in front of his grave like she had done at Tommy's grave. 'I guess I really have been away for a long time. Now I finally understand why you had to go, why you said you had to find your way back to Charming all by yourself. You weren't here anymore, were you? A part of you was already with Tommy since the day he died. It hurt that you had left. It really did. But now I understand. It seems I have found my way back to Charming now'. She could not help but laugh about that. 'Mom always said I looked more like you and Thomas. Always looking for something more. The truth is, I never found it. Like I said to Tommy, I really don't know if Charming is my home any more. I'd like to believe so but I can't lie. In moments like these I could really use your guidance. Just a little push in the right way, a thought, a gush of wind pointing me the way, a dream, a vision… I don't know strike the earth with lightning if you must I just… I need you daddy. Give me a sigh'.
A hand was placed on Christina's shoulder, pulling her away from the one-sided conversation with her father. The woman was startled and even let out a small scream. She wasn't afraid of the dead and did not believe in zombies but she still was at the cemetery. Creepy stuff happened here.
'Wow! Easy it's just me', a familiar and little husky voice said to her. Looking up, Christina saw Juice looking down at her. He stood right behind her, his bright smile on his face and twinkle in his eyes. He enjoyed the fact he had scared her, she just knew it.
'O my god! Juice!' Christina said in a deep sigh of relief. 'Never ever do that again! Are you aware that heart problems run in the family? Do want me to drop dead, literally being scared to death?'
'I don't think Gemma and Jax would like me very much after that', he commented.
Christina shook her head before holding her hand out, signaling to him to pull her up. He did and held her on her arms to make sure she didn't fall over. 'Only you would be concerned about that. Every other person would be afraid I would rise from the dead to make them join me'.
'It would sound fair. Better you killing me then Jax, Gemma and Clay torturing me before killing me slowly and painfully'.
'I don't know what's more painful. My family torturing and killing you or me killing you before pulling you with me to the darkest corner of hell'.
'The last option is still a lot brighter than the first'.
Christina could not help but laugh about that. 'Again, only you would say that', she answered. She held out a hand towards him, which he took in order to pull her from the ground. When she stood on both her feet, he looked at the gravestone she had just sat in front of. It was her fathers, a person he would have liked to meet. Unfortunately, the man had already died a long time ago.
'Visiting?' he asked.
'Yes, actually', she answered with a sad smile. 'It has been a while. Dad was always my go to person. He or Tommy'.
'Tommy?' Juice asked. The name sounded familiar. He was sure he had heard it once or twice around the club.
'Thomas Teller', Christina answered. 'The second Teller sibling. I'm the third. Tommy died because of the same heart defect my mom and Jax had. He and dad, they kept me grounded, kept my head in the game before I lost my way and got the hell out of Charming. Thought it would be good to tell them why I left'.
Juice actually had no idea what she was talking about. She said both man kept her grounded, that her father was her go to person. She talked about them like they were still alive. It confused him to no end. But it would be a bad move to ask the Samcro princes about it so he ignored it. He walked next to her over the cemetery towards the front where his brothers would be waiting.
'So now that you know what I'm doing here', Christina said which broke the not so painful silence between them, 'what is your excuse for being here? I don't think you are here for visitation since you're not from here'.
'How do you know I'm not from here?' he asked. It had not been a question. She talked about like she was a hundred percent sure.
'A couple of reasons. One, I know everyone from around here and your face would be one I would've remembered. Two, you may not hear it but I can still hear some of that New York accent. So where are you from Juice?'
He smiled at that. This girls was smart and sassy. She used her head which was something he admired in a girl. Most of the girls he met either were really that dumb as they looked or they acted like dumb bitches in the hopes of being liked more. With Juice that wasn't the case. He liked a girl who wasn't afraid to use her head and her looks. 'Queens', he answered. 'But that was a long time ago'.
She heard the sad sound in his voice which saddened her. Juice was a very happy guy. She had seen that more than just once since she got back. 'Would you answer if I asked you why you left Queens?'
'Maybe one day', he said.
Christina accepted that answer with a small nod. 'Fair enough. So what are you doing here since it is obvious you are not visiting?'
'Club businesses', Juice answered. 'Me, Chips, Half-Sack and Jax. Jax saw your car and asked me to check on you. He told me I would have a big chance in finding you in the veteran section of the cemetery'.
'That man knows me far too well even after not being in contact with me for over five years', Christina said with a laugh. She did not start asking about the club business. She knew it wasn't any of her business. If they wanted to tell her, they would.
'He is still your brother', Juice said.
'Right', Christina laughed. 'You haven't seen us around each other enough Juice. But I'm telling you, sometimes I doubt the fact of me and Jax being siblings'.
She wasn't lying. Jackson and Christina may share the same blonde hair and blue eyes, fierce character and passion for those they loved but for the rest they were two totally different people. Christina loved the peace and quiet, accepted the things happening around her easier and was easier in giving people a chance in proving themselves. She was also far more spiritual and open minded than Jax and her mother combined. The reason Christina talked to Thomas and her dad was because she was convinced they could still hear her, that they listened to her. Sometimes she even though they answered her. Some people even considered the female Teller a lot more dangerous than her brother. With Jax, you would see the blow coming. With Christina, it would be looking at the face of an angel one second and the next you would be looking the devil right in the eyes. Christina's emotional issues had always been a challenge. Not only for the people around her but also for herself. Sometimes she was not even aware what she was doing to someone until it had already happened. Most of the time, she doesn't want to hurt people. It just happens. When she wants to hurt you, you will feel it till the day you die and your soul leaves the earth.
Christina and Juice saw the other Sons standing not far ahead of them next to their bikes. Jax looked up when he heard the clicking of Christina's heals, smiling at her with his Teller smile.
'You visiting dad?' he asked when she stood next to him so he could put an arm over her shoulders and pull her into his side.
'Yeah', she answered with a sigh of relief. 'Him and Tommy, actually'.
'Did they answer you?' Jax asked. He did not ask her to make fun of her. He also didn't belief they could answer. But it was what Christina believed in so he accepted it.
Christina smiled, thinking about what had happened not long before. Her eyes darted towards Juice who was talking to Chips, not noticing her eyes on him. She had asked J.T. for a sigh, something to point her into the right direction. Not a second later, Juice had put a hand on her shoulder and pulled her from whatever conversation she had been in. 'Maybe', Christina answered. 'I'm not sure'.
'What's that supposed to mean?' Jax asked with a small smile.
Christina looked at him before smiling charmingly at him. 'Don't worry about it goldy locks. Now it is my turn to ask questions. What are you guys doing at a cemetery? This is a place for peace and quiet. What kind of club business do you guys have to take care of at a cemetery?'
'We needed two bodies', Jackson answered in a silent voice. He was honest because he knew she wouldn't tell anyone about it. Christina had learned on a young age to keep her mouth shut about club stuff. That and he knew that if she really wanted to know, she would find out anyway or start an investigation on her own. That was not something he wanted to be dealing with. 'We talked to Skeeter, hoped he could help us if we did something for him'.
'That man still into gambling?' Christina asked. She remembered vaguely something about the man having a major gambling addiction.
'Apparently not anymore but he's still into Emily Duncan', her brother smiled.
Christina had to hold her lunch that was making its way up. 'Emily Duncan? God that woman should be dead by now. If it's not from old age, it should be from all the STD's she has had over the years'.
'Yeah well, he wants her so we will make it happen'.
Christina wasn't dumb. She saw the look in Jackson's eyes. 'You mean, you will make it happen. What are you not only prince Charming but also pimp Charming now?'
'Come on Christina! You know how club shit is handled. And by the way, it's not your place to speak up about you opinion'.
'Fine', Christina scowled. She hated those stupid club rules. 'Just let me give you some advice please?'
'Everything sis'.
'Cover up', Christina said to him in a hushed voice. 'I'm serious Jax. Cover your manhood. Because that Duncan bitch is a disgusting creature. She brings all kinds of diseases with her'.
Jackson laughed at her while he watched her walk away. 'Yeah I love you too sis', he called after her.
'You know that there is nothing more important to me in this world than that my brother', she called back. She looked at him one last time before stepping into her car. 'Oh and Jax', she said which made him give her an upwards nod, sighaling her to continue. 'Duncan, she could have been your mom. I know we both have mommy issues and shit but you take it to a whole new level. Think about that while you are doing her from behind'.
Jackson looked at her in shock while the female put herself behind the wheel and drove her Mustang away from the funeral home, leaving the Sons behind to watch her dust.
'What was that all about?' Chibs asked while stepping besides Jax.
'About my sister having a sick mind', Jackson answered making the Scot crack up. 'I'm telling you man, I don't know what happened to her but she is even more brutal then my mom sometimes'.
'She is back Jackie boy and all grown up now aye?'
'Yeah', he sighed in both pride and sadness. 'That she is'.
So? What did you guys think? Got a look into Christina's relationship with Donna and a little bit of Tara today AND we got her to talk to Thomas and JT. So let me know what you guys think about this chapter. I'd really like to read your reviews!
Next chapter; Teller family dinner. It's a short one but a good one I can guarantee you ;)