HA! Told you guys I would make up for the pretty short one, didn't I? Yeah this one is pretty long but you'll enjoy it I think. There gonna be a couple of ups and downs in this one, couple of surprises as well. Hope you guys will enjoy it! For everyone who's reading this; I'm wishing you all a very merry Christmas and a happy new year! It's gonna be a very busy couple of weeks so I think I'll be activating somewhere in the early days of 2016.

I don't own anything except Christina!

Christina had no idea how her mother had been able to but here she was, setting up the Sam Crow chili booth stand at the Taste of Charming fundraiser with Gemma and Luann. Every year her mother had made the chili for as long as Christina could remember. Again, it was evidence that thing in Charming would never change.

'I really don't know why I'm doing this', Christina mumbled more to herself than anybody else. Her mom was talking to a woman she vaguely recognized but for once, Christina didn't bother. She was in too much of a mood anyway. Juice had been gone for almost a week now and it kinda bugged her not seeing his smiling, pretty Rican face around the garage. Yes, he had called her and they talked for hours sometimes but it wasn't the same. Last night she had hung up in somewhat of an angry mood. They had been flirting over the phone, talking about the date he had promised her when a high, female voice had called him in the background. Juice had said goodbye after and they had hung up, no doubt in her mind he was going to fuck whoever had called for him. Yes, Christina was jalousie and now she was cranky as hell. Not only because of the Juice thing but also because her mom had called her at six in the morning, commanding her to get her bud over there to help.

Even though Christina was sure she wasn't talking to herself that loud, a Crow-Eater who was also helping had overheard her.

'What's got you in a mood?' the Crow-Eater Belinda asked.

'Nothing', Christina said way too quickly before grabbing some stuff and walked away with it so she could place it where her mom wanted it to be. While she was arranging things, Luann stepped next to her. Clearly the Crow-Eater wasn't the only one who had seen the thundercloud over her head.

'Well, aren't you the ray of sunshine today', she said while sarcasm filled her voice. 'What's on your mind girl?'

'It's nothing', Christina shrugged. She had quickly walked away from the Belinda but Christina knew there was no change Luann was going to let her walk away from her. Luann was after all Christina's godmother. The younger woman could tell the porn producer everything, had asked all kinds of things about sex when she was a teenager. Luann had seen her grow up and had been almost as proud as her mom, also almost as heartbroken when Christina got out.

Christina just sighed, looked over her shoulder to make sure her mother was busy before turning back towards Luann so she could answer. 'I'm just… cranky about something', Christina said in the hopes of satisfying Luann.

'Something tells me it's not just Gemma calling you very early this morning, is it?'

'No, it isn't', Christina answered with a sigh.

'Is it a guy?'

Luann had her. 'Yes', Christina answered in a whisper. 'We are not… together or something it's just- I thought it was going somewhere but obviously I wasn't thinking because I'm sure he hooked up with someone else last night. We call every day, sometimes multiple times a day. When we were talking yesterday I heard a female calling him over in the background and he was quickly in saying goodbye after that. I'm just disappointed that's all'.

Luann narrowed her eyes, while looking at what Christina's body language was telling her. She really liked this guy. She wasn't just disappointed she wanted to hurt someone because of this. She was hurt. 'Who is the guy? Maybe I can help you', Luann suggested next.

'Don't bother', Christina shrugged next. 'You wouldn't know him'.

Luann smiled before stepping a little closer so nobody would hear it. 'He's a club member isn't he?' Luann whispered.

Christina froze for a moment before turning towards Luann. 'Yes, he is', she answered bravely. 'It's nothing. We are not a thing we are just… nothing. We talk, we flirt, we laugh and smile. Just casual stuff'.

Luann wasn't going to ask her who it was. Gemma may have mentioned something about Christina and Juice before she had arrived. Something about overseeing the two at the parking lot, winking and laughing at each other and not paying any attention to their surroundings. 'You don't want anybody finding out yet?'

'Just my brother and Clay, mostly. And mom because she most likely would go crazy on a whole different level'. Gemma would be the only one not wanting to bash Juice's skull in with a sledgehammer. She would most likely start discussing crow tattoos and buy wedding magazines.

'I'm pretty sure your mother already knows. She knows everything that's going on around the club. If you have your eyes on this guy, she knows'.

Luann had a point there but her mother hadn't talked to her about it yet so that was a plus. 'I just… don't know what to do'.

'You are losing your touch, girl', Luann smiled before turning back towards the task at hand.

Christina furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. 'What do you mean?' she asked.

'Come on, Christina. You are Samcro royalty. Are you really letting this stuff slide? I know you just got back and everything but you need to get your Gemma back. I remember you saying that the whole "what happens on a run, stays on the run" bullshit doesn't go with you. So you just show him, let him know what happens when they try and what will happen when you find out'.

'Did you not hear me when I said that we were nothing? I can't say anything about it'.

'You can ask about it and when he confesses you react the way you do. If this guy wants you, let him work for it'.

Luann had a point. Christina nodded her head and smiled, knowing exactly what to do.

Juice had been trying to reach Christina all day but not once had she picked up. Like Luann said, she would get her Gemma back. If Juice could do this, she could do it even better. She would let him work for it. But now it was late and Christina was bored. She was just going through the channels on her TV but nothing was on that caught her interest. Just as Christina had decided to get to bed, her phone rang again, Juice's name popping up on the screen.

She sighed heavily but knew she had to answer at least once for this to succeed. So she did. Christina put herself back on the couch before pressing the answering button on her phone and holding it against her ear.

'Hey Juice', she answered very casually like nothing was going on. 'What's up?'

'Hey Chris', he greeted back. 'Are you busy?'

'Not anymore. Ma had me out of bed at six this morning. Commanded me to help her set up this Taste of Charming thing tomorrow'.

'Shit I'm missing that too? Gemma making chili again?'

'She is', Christina laughed. Her face twitched when she heard female voices in the back, giggling and whisper some stuff she couldn't hear. 'Are you busy?' she asked him.

'Nothing except some boring guarding task. Why?'

'Because it sounds like you're having a group sex session with some girls over there', she blurted out in a voice like she was talking about the weather.

'Nah', Juice shrugged it off. He had heard Christina's tone but ignored it, even though it bothered him a little. 'Just some Crow-Eaters who happened to talk about my great charm', he said in an attempt to flirt with her. The casual stuff bothered him. It didn't feel right to him. He also couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps something was wrong.

'Oh really? And does you charm work on the Nevada gals?'

'I don't know, really. To be honest, I haven't tried much'.

That answer got Christina's attention. 'And why haven't you?'

'I don't have to. That and the girls here aren't the once I like. I like the California kind'.

'You can't tell me you haven't had a lay with at least one of them'.

Juice would lie if he said he hadn't but Christina was the girl he wanted right now even though he thought he was out of her league. So instead of saying something, he got silent.

Christina had to bite her lip. As she had said to Luann, Juice wasn't hers. Maybe he would be some day and until that day, she couldn't say anything. 'You know what', Christina then said in a huff, 'just forget it. It's none of my business anyway'.

Juice pulled himself out of his trance and furrowed his eyebrows. 'Listen Christina-'

'I'm not your old lady Juice', Christina interrupted him. 'You can do whatever you want. You can fuck whoever you want and you don't owe anyone an explanation. We are just friends anyway. I like you Juice I'm not going to deny that fact. It gets to me too that you do Crow-Eaters and sweetbutts but hey, it's none of my business. I'm also not going to deny that when you would've done this shit when I would have been your old lady it would end very differently than just a couple of words'.

'How would it end?' Juice asked.

'I don't like that shitty club rule. You know, the one that says you can fuck whoever you want while you're on a run. It would be different when you'd be with me, club member or not. Either you're in or you're out. No exceptions'.

'Which means?'

'Either you fuck my pussy or no pussy at all. Because if a guy cheats on me, I will make sure you will never be able to fuck again. I'll make sure you'll regret ever putting your hands on another woman. First you'll have to deal with me and then my brother will take over. And I'm sure my brother will be much kinder in his ways. Just so you know, I'm not trying to scare you it's just a warning so you can back out before you started. Because once you're in, the only way out is in a bodybag'.

Christina hung up after that, knowing there was no way they were going back to their normal conversation. So she sighed, content with how she handled it but nervous at the same time because perhaps she had scared Juice. She just hoped he wouldn't take the option she had given him. She really hoped he was going to ignore it all together.

Christina couldn't shake this feeling she had messed up with Juice. Luann told her to handle it like she would which is what she did. She had told him in her usual level of honesty, with a little bit of bitchyness on the side but perhaps she should have handled it a little softer than she normally did. This resulted in yet another day of a bad mood. The only difference with yesterday was that she was now surrounded by lovely couples, happy families, screaming children and rich people she didn't like. It made her bad mood even worse.

Christina also wasn't the only one in a bad mood. Gemma was cranky too because Bobby still wasn't there. And when he did get there, her mother stomped over towards him like a hungry giant on steroids.

'How did your talk with the boy go?' Luann asked from besides her, still pouring chili into bowls while she did.

'Just peachy', she answered while handing the costumer his change. 'I was my usual level of honest, bitchy and snarky mixed in one giant disaster'.

'It couldn't have been that bad. Believe me, honesty gets appreciated better before than after being married'.

'I blew it Luann', Christina blurted out. 'He'll probably stay in Nevada after everything I said'.

'Did you say you would castrate him if he would pull that shit when you'd be his old lady?'

'No. I told him I would unman him so he would not only regret it but he would also never be able to fuck anyone ever again and that Jax taking over would be a blessing of some sort. Something like that'.

'Autch', Luann groaned. 'Well, at least you look good hun'.

Christina just rolled her eyes and just decided to focus on her task at hand, taking money and handing change. That was until she spotted a familiar face being pressed against the wall by her brother. Her mom had seen it too but didn't look so surprised when she saw Kyle. Christina was. She had known Kyle but when she had returned and asked where he was, Jax had told her he'd patched out. So why would Jax be pushing him against a wall, his face in a scowl?

Soon enough, her brother let go and walked away from Kyle. So Christina decided to do the same. That was until Jackson was closer and walking around a bit. She told her mom she was taking a break before walking over towards where Jackson was smoking.

'Was that Kyle I just saw?' she asked him while grabbing her own smokes from her bag.

'Yeah', Jax answered short.

'What's he doing here?' she asked next. 'I thought he patched out'.

'It's none of your business Christina', Jax snapped. 'It's club shit'.

Christina looked at him with toxic eyes, her anger showing before breathing out her smoke. 'Why? You tell mom about club shit too'.

'That's different'.

'Because she is an Old Lady and I'm not? You know how much I hate it when you tell me to stay out of it. Don't treat me like a fucking baby. I don't want to talk about club shit I just want to know what Kyle is doing here and why you had him up against the wall if he just patched out like you said'.

'I don't treat you like a baby, Chris. I treat you like my little sister because you are. Just stay out it and handle your own businesses.

The voice Jackson was talking in didn't go unnoticed. It was like she was the poison on his tongue. It bugged her. So she did what she always did; she asked about it. 'And what businesses are we talking about, Jax'.

'Oh come on Christina! Like you don't know what I'm talking about', Jax snapped while turning his face and angry eyes towards her. He was already trying to deal with Kyle being here, keeping things civil but now Christina was lashing out. He hadn't even noticed how deep he was digging his own grave just now until it was already too late.

'No, Jax, but you seem to so why don't you tell me?'

'Juice', Jackson just said.

Christina shrugged, trying to act normal. 'What about him?'

'I saw you with him on the lot, laughing and making fucking eyes at each other. I just can't believe my own sister is pushing herself up against one of my brothers. I don't even know how to handle this Chris! Mom told me to let it go and to not talk to you about it'.

'So why are we talking about it'.

'Because you're my sister. I care about you, I love you. I want to protect you. I want to tell him to keep his fucking hands off of you, that I will break his neck if he breaks your heart but I can't because I can't shake this feeling'.

'What feeling?'

'Like you've betrayed me', he just said before turning back, his eyes on the crowed again. 'Just go back to mom and the chili, Chris. I don't want you walking in my way'. As soon as all the words had left his mouth, he started to realize what he had said to her. About Juice, about walking in his way. It was a bad choice of words to use against Christina and he had done just that.

Christina's face changed from one of total confusion into one of rage. She let her cigarette fall to the ground before walking past Jax and towards the parking lot, banging her shoulder with his while she passed him.

'Where are you going?' Jax called from his place on the field, surrounded by bypassing people who looked at him when he did. Jackson knew better than to follow her. It would only make things worse.

'Away, from you!' she called back.

Jax didn't call after her again and just watched how she got smaller and smaller until she arrived at the parking and stepped into her car. Jackson had been so focused on his younger sister, he hadn't even noticed his mother stepping besides him. Gemma had watched from the sidelines, not hearing anything the two siblings had said or screamed to each other.

'Where is she going?' Gemma asked which made Jackson look at her.

But Jackson didn't answer which was his tell. It meant he was to blame for his sister's behavior. He had done it many times before. Whenever Gemma would come home, seeing Christina cry, she would ask Jackson what had happened. When he wouldn't answer, she knew he was guilty. Even so many years later, things hadn't changed between the two.

This got him a very angry and cold stare from Gemma. 'What did you do?' she asked.

'Nothing', Jackson tried to deny. 'This is just Christina being a nagging princess'.

Gemma saw right through his lie which earned him a slap over the head. 'Bullshit', she hissed. 'Your sister doesn't look like that unless something serious happened'. The mother huffed and rubbed her forehead. She hated it whenever her kids would fight. 'Can we do something?'

'Nothing', Jax answered. 'I have to stay here, make sure Kyle and Opie don't clash. Everyone has to stay here'.

'What did you do, Jax? What did you say to her that got her so upset?'

'I may or may not have mentioned not liking her pushing up on Juice'.

This already got him a slap against the arm from his mother but he continued right after, ignoring her hitting him in the process.

'I also told her that Samcro is none of her business and that she should stick to her own. I also may have blurted out that she was only walking in my way'.

After having shoved her son, Gemma huffed and tried to relax. 'She will probably go to the cemetery or the hospital. She is spending a lot of time with Abel these last couple of days. You have to make it up to her, Jax'.

'I will mom, I promise. I'll go by her house as soon as I'm free. I'll call Tara, give her a heads up. If Christina is going to the hospital, perhaps she can talk to her instead of coming over here'.

Gemma nodded her head. 'Good point', Gemma agreed. She had never liked with the relationship between Jax and Tara or Christina and Tara but she was aware of the bond between the two females. It could be useful in times like these so Gemma would keep her mouth shut. Perhaps the doctor could be useful some other time.

Tara looked at Christina from behind the glass. The young princess was seethed next to Abel's incubator. Her mouth was moving in a slow and calm tempo which made Tara smile. Christina was singing again. Looking over at Abel, she knew the little man liked it a lot when his aunt was singing for him. But soon, Christina stopped singing before standing up and kissing the top of the incubator. It was obvious that Christina had seen Tara and soon she stepped out of the room so she could stand next to her brunette friend.

'Did Jax call you to check on me?' Christina asked without looking up from the baby inside the room.

Tara scoffed but she knew that Christina had been on to her ever since she had seen her stand on the other side of the glass. 'Yeah, he did', Tara admitted. 'He didn't tell me why. He just asked me to check on you if you were here'.

'Well, if you want to know why, I'm here because Jax is being a giant ass to me', Christina told her in one breath which earned her a questionable expression coming from Tara. 'He just… I think I kinda like Juice and apparently Jax has seen some interaction between the two of us which apparently makes him feel betrayed. Besides that, he wants me to stay out of club business because I'm not only an old lady but also because I'm his little sister. Not that it matters anyway because I'm pretty sure I ruined my chance with Juice'.

Tara looked straight again, not really knowing what to say actually. She just felt so endangered with her ex there and hurt by the picture he had sent her of Jax and the girl in Nevada. Looking at the side, she knew Christina was the only one in Charming she could really talk to. So, she just blurted it out.

'Jax fucked some girl while he was in Nevada', she said.

Christina looked up, her face shocked. She saw Tara's expression and knew exactly how that felt. 'Yeah, I know how that feels. It's how I ruined my chance with Juice', she admitted.

'Had a photo send to me by my ex from Chicago. It's also my ex because he used to slap me around and when I told him we were over he didn't take the hint and started stalking me. I got pregnant of him but I wasn't ready so I got an abortion. He flipped out on me about it so I filed a restraining order against him'.

Everything fell into place for Christina now that Tara told her this. 'You didn't just take the job in Charming because it was a job, did you?' she asked, hinting she already knew the answer. 'You ran'.

Tara could only nod.

'Well', Christina said next with a sigh, 'that makes my problems sound dramatic'.

Tara could only laugh at that. Looking over at Christina, she saw the blonde smile as well.

'Why don't you come by my place tonight? I'll call Donna and tell her we are doing a girls night. Get some snacks, good wine and just talk about the drama going on in our lives', Christina suggested. 'We need to have some fun and be able to talk to each other, right? Give each other some advice'.

'God, Christina I don't know. I'm sure Donna has her hands full with the kids and I'm exhausted. I actually don't know Donna that well any way'.

'In that case it's time you do. She's a killer woman and can give you a lot of advice about dealing with men and the club. Perhaps I'll get some advice out of her as well'.

Tara thought about it for a moment before nodding her head slowly. 'Let's do it', she answered softly. 'I can rest with a wineglass in my hand, right?'

'You can', Christina said. 'It's great too. You should try it sometime'.

Eventually the girl's night had to be planned some other time. Donna had a great time at the fundraiser with Ope and the kids and Tara had to work an extra shift at the hospital. Christina wasn't in the mood to go back to the fundraiser really. She not only didn't want to see Jackson but looking around her, she felt lonelier than ever before.

Just as Christina was in the kitchen to fetch herself a beer from the fridge, there was a knock on the door. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, not knowing who would be standing in front of her door at ten in the evening. Just to be sure, she grabbed her gun from the side table before opening the door a little to make sure it wasn't someone who wanted to harm her. Luckily, it was just Jackson. He held his head low when she opened the door a little further just so she could look at him better.

'You've got some nerve, Jackson Nathaniel Teller. Showing up on my doorstep after saying all that shit to me', she said with an angry look in her eyes and the gun still in her hand.

Jackson sighed before looking up at his sister with soft eyes just so she knew he wasn't there to chew her out again. 'Look, Chris, I came here to apologize and talk some more, maybe even spend some time. We haven't really had one on one time since you came back. I just… Can I at least come in before I start explaining everything that happened at the fundraiser?'

Christina just stood there for a moment before laying down the gun and opening the door some more so Jax could step inside. Once he was inside, she closet is and put the lock on while he looked around.

'Nice house', he said while Christina stepped in the kitchen again to get her beer and one for Jackson as well. 'Guess mom was right when she said Elliot has a soft spot for ya'.

'Yeah well, I did a lot for him and Karen. He said this was the least he could do after everything I did for them involving Tristen', she answered from the kitchen why popping the caps of the little bottles.

'How much do you pay?' Jax asked next, watching while Christina emerged from the kitchen again.

'About half of the normal rental prince'.

'You are such a bitch, you know that?' Jax laughed while getting one of the beers from her hand.

'Yeah well, you still love me', Christina winked before sitting down on her couch.

'Yeah, I do', Jax said before sitting next to her. 'I really need to talk to you about what happened at the fundraiser. I was… on edge. Mom already smacked me for everything I said. I really shouldn't have said that stuff about you walking in the way because you don't Chris. I know you try to help whenever you can. And that stuff about Juice that was really wrong of me'.

'It was', Christina said. 'Look, I know how you must feel about that because I felt like that once. Because I remember when I had to cover for you every time just so you could go over to Tara's house and fuck her brains out. I was young but not stupid, Jax. I liked her and she liked me even though she was seven years older than I was. I had a problem with, whatever it was between you two at first, but I got over it because it's what the two of you wanted. I had the feeling she was snatching you away from me, only being nice to me because she loved you but that wasn't the case at all. I know that now. I loved the both of you and you two loved each other. In the end, I got over it'.

'You did', Jackson said with a nod and a smile. 'I guess I can try to do the same'.

'Forget it Jax', Christina sighed next. 'I ruined it anyway'.

'Why? What happened?'

Christina took a long swing of her beer bottle before answering him. 'I kinda let him know that I don't do the "what happens on a run, stays on a run" rule. Maybe even threatened him in the processes.

'Sweetheart, I'm pretty sure he knows that if he would cheat on you, even on a run, I would kill him with my own bare hands for breaking your heart', Jax laughed. 'And don't worry. I'll talk to him about it, make sure you are only the bark and not the bite'.

'Dude, I bite'.

'I know you do. Just bite when you have too. I thought you were all about the striking when they don't see it coming'.

'God, I screwed up my own rule. I suck at liking guys. I did when I was younger and I still do'.

'It's because you never got the chance in really getting to know a guy. They always ran before you really got the chance to get to know them because of the club'.

'I knew it was all your fault. I knew it. I just… the club has always been my home. I was alright with not knowing when I was younger and I thought I would be okay with it now but I'm not, Jax. Everything that has been going on ever since I came back… I don't know how much of the half-truth I can handle. And why didn't you tell me about the patch over?'

'Who told you?'

'Juice did. He thought you told me but you didn't'.

Jax sighed before standing up from the couch. He walked over towards the liquor closet and pulled out a bottle of tequila before grabbing two shot glasses. He sat down again and filled both the glasses with the strong liquor he knew his sister preferred. 'I'm going to tell you some stuff with two reasons. One, because you were right. You're a big girl now and I'm sure you can handle things. Two, I need to tell someone as well. Shit's going to hell anyway'.

'Why? What happened?' Christina asked before throwing the liquor back, Jackson doing the same.

'You remember when you asked about Kyle and I told you he patched out?'

'Yeah. Why?'

'I lied', Jax admitted which earned him the evil eye. 'He got kicked out not long after you left because of a job he pretty much screwed up. Opie was send to blow up a truck yard because of club reasons. Kyle was supposed to be the getaway driver but he panicked when he saw the blue lights. Kyle ran, left Opie behind. That's how he got arrested for arson and went inside for five years. Today was the first time since then that we saw him. Ope and I found out the guy still had the reaper on his back'.

'Wasn't he supposed to black that shit out? When you get kicked out, you have to cover the tat's right?'

'Yeah. But he didn't. So tonight, we did it for him. Burned his skin to a crisp'. Jax could still smell the burning flesh which made him sick in his stomach.

Christina scoffed before pouring some more tequila into the shot glasses. 'I told you he was a pussy. He always was', she remembered him.

'You did. You hated that guy'.

'He was always trying too hard, always pushing up against every high ranked MC member. He even tried with me and mom'.

'He also fucked everything with two sets of lips'.

'Then I don't know what he's been fucking because we women have three sets of lips'.

Jax laughed out loud, almost choking in his shot. Christina saw his sour face which made her break down with him. After laughing some more and some casual talking just for the fun of it the two of them were laying on the couch. Christina had her head laying on his shoulder, listening how Jax slowing started to doze off. When she looked up and saw him sleep, she smiled and decided to let him sleep. He looked exhausted and was way too drunk to ride anyway. Christina cleaned up the empty beer bottles and tequila glasses before talking the bottle with her towards the bedroom. She lay herself down on the bed, just closing her eyes when her phone rang. Looking at the screen, she was surprised to see a text from Juice. Quickly, she grabbed the device and opened the text.

"R U busy?" it said.

Christina moved her fingers over the letters, typing her answer before sending it.

"No, was just about to go to sleep with my best friend, Tequila. Why?"

Soon she got her answer when her phone started ringing, Juice's name flashing on the screen. The blonde bit her lip. She really wasn't sure if picking up was such a good idea but she thought it would be better to answer just to say sorry.

'Hey', she greeted when she picked up and held the device against her ear. 'I really wasn't expecting you to call me after last night'.

'It's no problem, Chris', Juice said but Christina heard hesitation. 'You were just being honest'.

'No! I mean yeah I was because I was a complete bitch which wouldn't have been necessary'.

'Don't beat yourself up about it', Juice said with a smile. 'I heard enough stories from the guys to know what I was getting myself into. They talked about your temper a lot, also about the "what happens on a run, stays on a run" thing. Is it true that you hit Tig because he fucked a stripped while he had twin daughters with a Crow-Eater?'

'Yeah, it is. Tig promised to be there but Tig is still Tig. Pretty sure he told her to get out of his life, not knowing she would take the girls with him. Now he sees them once, maybe twice a year'.

'Shit. That sucks'.

'Yeah well, he's my uncle but he deserves it. Dawn loves him but Fawn… she never really wanted to get to know him. She only loves him when she needs money'.

'Pour Tig', Juice mumbled.

'Don't say that too loud. He's still angry about the Doberman incident'.

'He is? God, that guy never forgives, does he?'

'He does but not easily'.

There was a short silence but Juice really didn't want it to be silent this time. After last night, he needed to know that they were good. He wasn't feeling guilty because he fucked some sweetbutts in Nevada. As she said, she wasn't his old lady. But it would suck if it ruined his chances with her. 'You alone?'

'Not really. Jax sorta passed out on my couch. Keeps it a little less quiet since he's not a snorer. We got in a fight at the fundraiser'.

'You and Jax fight?'

'Trust me. We don't fight often but when we do, it's ugly. He may or may not have seen us at the TM lot while we were flirting'.

'Shit. Did he give you trouble'.

'Yeah but he apologized. Maybe he will visit you when you're back to tell you if you break my heart he will kill you with his own bare hands'.

'Looking forwards to it. I must say, after last night I think I'm more scared of you than Jax. You aren't really going to unman me, are you?'

'Maybe. Why? Are you going to try and find out?'

Juice was silent for a moment before smiling and speaking. 'Nah, I'm pretty sure you'll do everything to satisfy me and make all my fantasies come true'.

That brought a smile to Christina's face, feeling how her cheeks started to get red. Because apparently, she didn't ruin it. She was still in the game.

So what do you guys think of Christina and Jackson's first fight in this story? And we finally saw why she's called more dangerous than Gemma or Jax. She's pretty poisonous if she has to be. Next chapter: Juice returns from Nevada, some shit goes down, some romance in between and we'll find out some stuff about Christina's time outside Charming. Catch you guys after the holidays!