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Now, I just want to let you all know that I FINISHED WRITING SEASON TWO! AAAAAAHHHH! I know right and I'm so excited for you guys to read it. I really can't wait to read you're reactions. I think it's gonna be exciting and just A-MAZING! Now, many of you guys must be confused because we are only at season one here. Yes, I know but it did that with a reason. I prefer to be ahead of myself. I don't want to just stop posting only because I have small writers block or something. That means I have time to solve my problem while you guys don't have to stop reading.
We'll arrive at season two soon enough, don't worry guys but if you have questions or are just nosy you can ask me in a review. I love answering questions and perhaps I can make you guys even more curious about it.

Now, cinbur told me in a review that she wished to see a little more Tara/Jax in this story. But you don't have to worry because here is a little Tara/Christina and Jax/Christina in this chapter. There will be plenty more so don't worry too much. I'll stop talking and let you guys go ahead and read already. ENJOY!

Early the next morning, Christina parked her car in the lot while Juice parked his bike next to the others. Walking in side by side, Christina huffed. Seeing all the guys, Crow-Eaters, beer bottles and smoked cigarettes scattered around the place.

'This is going to be a busy morning', Christina said under her breath before kissing Juice's cheek which was not too clingy or to detach. It told him just enough. 'I'll catch you later?'

He grinned at her before nodding and disappearing into the back, heading towards his apartment to crash. He was exhausted. He and Christina had been kissing, touching and talking until the first sunlight appeared from behind the shutters. No, they didn't have sex but there had defiantly been less clothes than last time. He was sure she had some hickeys on her belly, chest, shoulders and he was sure there was one in between her breasts as well.

While Juice went to get some well needed rest, Christina walked into the little kitchen to get some coffee. She could function just fine after only a couple of hours of sleep but not without her daily doses of caffeine. Walking in, she spotted both her mom and Tara who was dressed in one of Jackson's Samcro shirts.

'Like the look, doc', Christina said while walking towards the coffee machine, catching their attention when she spoke up.

'And that is a look I haven't seen on you in a while', Gemma said while looking her daughter up and down. She was dressed completely biker chick style. It was something Gemma hadn't seen her wear since she left. When Christina had returned, she only wore jeans, blouses or boring shirts with a jacket over it. Now, she was wearing a light colored biker jeans, a black strap top and heeled boots. The crown ring was on her finger again and big upside down crosses hanging in her ears. 'So the talk last night went well then?' her mother asked.

Christina looked up at her with furrowed eyebrows, catching her mother grinning. 'What do you know about my talk last night?' Christina asked while joining the two women. 'Did you send somebody over?'

Gemma smiled before kissing Christina's cheek. 'Don't worry 'bout it baby', she whispered before walking out, probably to clean up.

Christina just shook her head before looking at Tara who seemed confused. 'You heard the lady. Don't worry about it', she said before taking a sip from her cup.

'Something happen?' Tara asked with a little grin playing at her lips.

Christina shrugged her shoulders. 'Maybe', she answered.

'You want to talk about it?' Tara asked.

'Nah, I'm good Tara', she said. 'What 'bout you?'

Tara looked at the table, trying to hide the tears which were starting to fall again. 'I don't know Chris. I just… Shit is starting to collapse on me. Shit between me and Jax, Joshua coming here and starting shit. Now that that's taken care off I have to figure this out. I mean… I don't even know what's happening to me'.

'What do you mean taken care off? What happened Tara?' Christina asked in a whispering but urgent voice.

Tara just looked away, giving Christina the answer she was afraid of.

'Shit', the blonde cursed. 'Jax do it?'

'I… I didn't want it to happen again. He was gonna get arrested and do a little time but he was gonna be out again. That just…'

'Hey!' Christina quickly put a hand on her shoulder. 'It's okay T. Everything is okay now'.

'NO! It's not Chris. Me and Jax… That's just-'

'It was supposed to happen', Christina interrupted her. 'You and Jax have been swirling around each other ever since you came back. I've seen it. This', she said and pointed towards the shirt Tara was still wearing, 'It was bound to happen eventually. Even if Jax and that crackhead had still been together. You and him… that shit works'.

'But your mom said-'

'Forget whatever shit my mom said, okay? She thinks she knows what's best for us, for the club, but she doesn't. It's time you start to decide your own fate Tara. Because if you're not gonna do it, who is?'

Tara looked up at Christina in amazement. It was like hearing and seeing her for the first time again. It was obvious to her that something happened between the day before and now because the Christina that was looking her in the eyes, wasn't the one that had stood before her only a couple of days ago. 'Did you hit your head or something?' Tara asked next which made Christina laugh.

'No', she answered before sipping her mug and walking towards the exit. 'I didn't hit my head. I just… woke up or something'.

Tara smiled at her friend before nodding. 'Good. It suits you'.

Christina just rolled her eyes before walking out and headed towards the office, greeting some members and Crow-Eaters who were slowly waking up.

The words slowly fell from her lips while she sang in a soft, feminine voice while she cradled baby Abel in her arms – the bottle in one hand feeding him. Juice watched from the window. He had driven by her house but soon spotted she wasn't there. When he had arrived back at the garage and seen Gemma just lock up, he had asked. Juice had figured it would be better to ask Gemma instead of Jax. As he had hoped; Gemma answered him, telling him Christina was in the hospital to visit Abel and hold him for the first time.

He had soon figured it was Spanish she was singing. She had probably picked it up after traveling so much. It looked incredibly sexy, seeing her mouth move so fast. It made him wonder which other strange languages she had been able to learn. He made a mental note to ask her about it later.

Juice saw how she stopped singing, just smiling at her nephew who was now sleeping in her arms. She handed the empty bottle to Tara before standing up and laying Abel back down. Looking up, she spotted him for the first time since he had arrived. He gave her a small hand gesture, making her smile and look away shyly. Tara looked at him as well before nudging her, encouraging her to go over. She said something to her friend he couldn't make out before leaving through the door, soon appearing before him. 'Hey', she said in a small greeting. 'I hope you don't mind me asking but what are you doing here?'

Juice shrugged before smiling at her. 'Just looking for you', he answered which made her perk up an eyebrow at him. 'I was… going to ask if you wanted to grab something to eat', he said before shrugging his shoulders like it was no big deal.

Christina thought about it, Juice making her smile. She had been in a little dip before she had gone to the hospital to see Abel. She had called Jax, asked him to come pick up their father's book. She hadn't been able to read it any longer. She had tried again but had grabbed the phone soon enough, demanding her brother to come over and pick it up. Christina could no longer read about how her father had been able to just leave them, what he was saying about the club, about her, Jax, their mother and his brothers. It slowly poisoned her brain, it scared her even. She didn't know what he was going to do with it, and she honestly didn't care. She hoped it would be gone forever for nobody to ever read it again. Jackson had been right about their mother not wanting them to read it. After doing so, she understood why not and her mother was probably right too. Christina had just found her way back, she was not going to get lost again.

The princess smiled up at him. 'That sounds amazing actually', she whispered which made him smirk down at her. 'Do you want to pick up and eat it on my couch or do you want the whole shebang? Just one tip; my couch is a hell of a lot comfier than those diner booths.'

'Pick up sounds great', Juice said.

'Good. I'll be waiting at home'. Christina put a quick kiss on his cheek before turning around and walking towards the elevators. She actually had a very different idea for Juicy boy tonight.

After getting home, Christina all but dove into the bedroom where Nymeria was laying on the bed. She was still making herself ready when there was a knock on the door, probably Juice. 'It's open!' Christina called out, the door opening not long after.

'Christina?' Juice called out while putting the paper bags on the dining table.

'Bathroom!' she called back to him. 'Just putting on something a little more comfortable!'

Juice grinned while pulling out the styrofoam boxes which held their food. 'I didn't know what you liked so I just ordered some stuff', he called back.

'Really?' he heard her answer. 'I like surprises. What did you get?'

'Uhm, got some fries, chicken wings, salad because I have no idea if you do the healthy shit, pancakes, I have no idea what this shit is-' Juice looked up when he heard her walking in, looking up and stopped talking mid-sentence when he saw what she was wearing. Better said, what she wasn't wearing.

Christina had appeared into the room in just a set of black, mostly lace, lingerie. The bra made her breast swell up, the thong she was wearing didn't cover much and the suspender belt around her waist held up her stockings which covered her long, silky legs. He swallowed visible, the food completely forgotten.

'I've got a surprise for you as well', she whispered while stepping closer to him. 'Why don't you unwrap it?' Christina almost purred while stroking a finger over his pecks and neck. When Juice didn't answer her, she grinned. 'Come on Juan Carlos, we both know what we want here. You want my lace panties, and I want you dick inside me. So why don't we take care of that?'

'What about the food?' Juice said, trying to set his mind straight.

'Why don't we heat it up later after we took care of our business?'

Juice's mouth went dry while he looked right into her dark, lustful eyes. 'You are a very cut to the chase kinda girl'.

'I was never one to do things subtle. So what do you think?'

Juice couldn't help the grin that was appearing on his face. 'I think diner will have to wait for a couple hours because it's gonna be a while before I'll be done with you'.

Christine scoffed while biting her lips, a tingling feeling making its way over her spine which gave her goosebumps. 'Cocky much'.

'We'll see', he said before dipping his head and moving his lips in sync with hers. His hands pulled her closer by the hip before hoisting her up so he could carry her towards the bedroom, Christina curling her legs around his hips when he did. He tried not to bump into anything but it wasn't that easy. She groaned a couple of times, Juice not knowing if it was from all the heat and kissing or from the bumping into walls. When she got that he didn't know where her room was, she started pointing him with one hand while the other still held his neck. Once they finally arrived in her room, he closed the door with his foot before dropping her on the bed and putting himself on top of her, kicking off his boots while he started molding her neck. Christina moaned and groaned under him while her hands got rid of his cut, throwing it off once she had pealed it off his body. His shirt following soon after. Once she had a good sight on his chest, she took her time kissing, licking and biting it. She had seen it before but his caramel skin and muscles didn't help with the familiar sensation which was starting to build up. Her thump stroked the small ink under need his left peck while her teeth scraped down from his neck towards his chest. The two didn't stop kissing while they undid each other from their clothing which landed somewhere in the room after being thrown around. As soon as he was inside her, she was nothing more than just pudding in his hands. She had craved him, fantasized about him even but nothing could have prepared her for what was happening between them.

After having taken a shower together and gone dirty all over again, the two were eating dinner in bed around eleven. Christina had put on fresh panties, since Juice had taken her black lace ones, and the shirt Juice had worn. Juice was wearing nothing more than his boxers while putting a fry in his mouth, his eyes on the TV. It was some old 80's movie Christina liked. She lay on his chest while dipping a fry in the mayonnaise before putting it in her mouth.

'What do you like about this movie anyway?' he asked.

Christina shrugged. 'I don't know. I wasn't really around in the 80's but… I always sorta liked it. This movie… it's about so many different types of people and one way or another, they're able to put up with each other even if it's just for a day. There're no special effects, there're no special camera angles or explosions or fire weapons. It's just a movie with actors and a story. I love the action movies don't get me wrong but sometimes I just need that… peace. Because my own life is movie material with all the drama and feds and guns'.

Juice laughed at her explanation. 'I get it… I think'.

There was a small silence before Christina set up and looked down at him. 'What was New York like?' she asked.

He tensed when he heard her say the name of his home town, or better said; the town that was once his home. 'You mean you haven't been there? You traveled the world but you haven't been to New York?'

Christina shrugged. 'I ran away. I sort of stayed away from all the cities the SOA had a charter and that includes New York. I really wanted to see the big city, maybe even stay a while but the charter would have tipped their Charming charter off and then they would come and get me. I didn't want that to happen so I went for South-America right away', she explained.

Juice set up as well before looking at his hands. 'I don't… talk about it. About New York. I haven't since I got here', he answered.

'You don't have too', Christina told him. 'I was just curious. If you don't want to tell me that's fine'.

Juice gave her a forced smile before kissing her cheek. 'Another day, maybe', he said before putting his eyes back on the television. Seeing his face, his grim expression, made Christina put all kinds of scenarios in her head. But instead of breaking her head over it, she just lay back down. They just lay there for a while, Juice stroking though Christina's blonde hair while she draw invisible patterns on his chest. After a while, Juice thought the movie was getting boring so he turned his head a little to look at her; how her eyes sparkled, how a little smile pulled at her lips, how her hair was all wild but still as beautiful as ever. He wanted to know her, really know her.

'How was growing up in Charming?' he asked to get her attention. She didn't disappoint him.

She sat up a bit so she could look at him before leaning her chin on his chest. 'What do you mean?' she asked softly like she really had no idea what he was asking but her eyes were standing mischievously.

Juice shrugged. 'Well you know… you had Jax and Opie around growing up. Must have been wild right?'

'They were seven years older than me', Christina started. 'So that was always a blast. Jackson and Opie weren't those kind off brothers that ditched you because you were younger. They literally took me everywhere. That's how I got to know Tara and Donna. I mean they put up with me not only because they liked the little version of me but also because I got all the good stuff on both Jackson and Opie. I didn't have a lot of friend but I had them which was great. When I got older, it got worse actually. One night, they called from a party in Lodi. Jax was slurring into the phone, asking me if I could pick them up. They weren't able to drive. Hell, they weren't even able to stand on their own two feet. I had just turned sixteen, only had my driver's license for about two weeks and driven my car maybe five times. I was able to get to them and get them into the car though but that wasn't even the worst. That was when I had to drive those two home; Jax couldn't stop singing and Opie had to vomit out of my car window. I drove them to Piney's house because I knew mom was gonna kill them when I'd drop Jax off. I stayed over as well just to take care of them. Back then, Piney was always at the clubhouse anyway so they were safe. They were suffering from that damn hangover for two days straight. Jax swore to me to never drink again. I was just… pissed. I had to take care of them and my car smelled like puke. I hated them, even more when two days later my mom woke me up and asked me to pick up those two baboons from the clubhouse, drunk once again'.

Juice laughed about her story, loving hearing her talk about her past. 'Well it sounds entertaining'.

Christina just shrugged. 'I loved them, even though Jax used to throw me under the bus every time I tried to get away with something while I always covered for him'.

'So that was before all the shit went south, right?' Juice asked next.

Christina nodded her head in a sad motion. 'Yeah', she answered in a sigh. 'Those were the good times… sorta. Tara had already left and Opie was about to marry, had his first baby on the way. Opie tried to catch Jax as much as he could but… he slipped not long after that'.

'What happened?'

'I don't really know', Christina said. 'I just remember entering the clubhouse one night and seeing Jax, on the sofa, with a sweetbutt on his leg and one on each arm. He was kissing them, licking them, groping them, laughing with them but it wasn't a happy laugh. It was dark and almost creepy. When he looked up and our eyes crossed… I only saw darkness. He was void which scared the hell out of me. I came over there to scream at him for missing my graduation ceremony but I just turned around and ran. I packed my bags that same day and just left. Jackson he… he only found out I had left about 24 hours later. You know that job Opie was caught on because Kyle left him there?'

Juice nodded his head.

'Jax feels guilty about it because he was the one supposed to drive the getaway car but he was too drunk. Kyle was eager as hell so he said he would do it'.

Juice was thrown off even though he knew that. 'How do you…'

'Ope told me', she answered. 'Couple of weeks ago after everything went down with Kyle at the fundraiser. He and Jax don't talk about it because for Opie it's water under the bridge but Jax really feels guilty about it. I think at one point he deserved to feel guilty but Opie is out now. Jax should forget as well'. Looking up at Juice, Christina smiled. She was sort of happy to have it off her chest, to have told someone. She crawled a little closer to Juice before pulling his face towards her once again that night. Juice wasn't going to push her away. He appreciated her comforting him. Quickly, he put his hands on her, pulling her closer to him so she couldn't move away. The rest of the night they held each other close, touching, kissing and entwined in each other.

The next day, Christina wasn't going to go to work. She had worked way to much the last couple of weeks and wanted to get some quality time just for herself. Juice had been called away early the next morning by Clay. Apparently, the feds were back and it was important enough for her uncles to rip Juice away from her during their joined morning shower. After finishing their shower, a quick goodbye kiss and the promise of coming back when he would be done with club business, she had let him go. Now, she was sitting on the couch, Nymeria next to her, while watching CSI Miami. Christina didn't like the feds but she loved all the high tech shit that came with it.

When there was a knock on the door early in the afternoon, Nymeria jumped up while barking viciously. Christina didn't know why since the dog never had reacted like that before. Walking over, Christina pushed the dog back and commanded her to lay down on her bed. When Nymeria did like she had commanded, Christina opened the door a little, just enough to see who was standing on the other side. Looking through the crack, Christina was surprised by seeing the long, suited redhead ATF agent and her very attractive college. Christina opened the door a little more, looking at the agents with an emotionless expression. 'Yes?' she asked.

'Good afternoon, Miss Teller is it?' the redhead Stahl asked while pulling her badge out.

'It is', Christina answered with a nod but didn't believe Stahl didn't know who she was. Christina was sure the woman had seen her on the TM lot the day they had picked up Clay. 'What can I do for you?' She knew it would be for the best if she played nice.

'I'm agent Stahl, this is my college agent Rosco', she said, pointing at her college when she introduced him. 'I hope we don't interrupt but we just want to ask a few questions, if that's okay of course'.

Christina thought about it for a moment before nodding her head and holding the door open so both agents could step in. Christina closed the door behind them, turning around to see Stahl looking around. 'Cute house', she said. 'Rental?'

'It is', Christina answered. 'You wanted to ask me some questions, wasn't it? Was that one of them?'

'No, it wasn't. I was just thinking about staying in Charming for a while and I'm looking for a house, actually. Is there somewhere we can sit down? It would talk a lot more comfortable I'd say'.

Christina pointed towards the dining area before walking behind Stahl and sitting down opposite from her. The man, agent Rosco, didn't sit down. He just leaned against the wall behind his college with his eyes on Christina.

'Miss Teller, it has appeared that you have returned to Charming not very long ago. Apparently you left about 5 – 6 years ago…' Stahl started while folding her hands on the table.

'Five years and ten months, actually', Christina said correctly. She could tell her the exact amount of days as well but left that out. 'What does that have to do with you being here, agent?'

'I was just wondering why you left and came back', Stahl said. 'So why did you leave? Everyone tells me about how much you love and adore your family, how much they mean to you. So why leave all of a sudden not long after having graduated?'

Christina took a deep breath before answering. 'Things were getting rough here. My brother had died years before, my dad ran away and got killed when he was finally back. Jackson didn't take it very well and seeing my brother like that broke me. For once I chose for myself and decided to take a break. My friend called me a couple of weeks after and told me my best friend was in jail for the next five years. That's why I stayed away for so long'.

'So that's what made you come back home? The friend being released even though that was… about four months before you returned?'

'Three and a little, actually', Christina corrected her in a stern tone which made Nymeria grown at the agents. This time, Christina wasn't going to correct her. 'And it wasn't just Opie getting out of jail. My family needed me'.

Stahl nodded. 'That must be great, being back and all. Having rented a home I'd say you're here to stay'.

'That's right'.

'Is it true that they call you the Princess of Samcro, Miss Christabella?'

Christina scoffed when she heard the woman say her full name. 'You don't get to call me that', she said in poisonous voice which made Nymeria growl once again. 'And I think you already know the answer to that question'.

'We do indeed', Stahl said with a friendly grin which wasn't so friendly actually. 'It just made me assume that you would know about any illegal activity that your brother, family or the Sons of Anarchy are involved in?'

Christina acted like she thought really deep before shaking her head. 'No, actually. The Sons of Anarchy are nothing more than a motorcycle club for as far as I know'.

Stahl looked over her shoulder to her college before looking at Christina again. 'Are you sure, Miss Teller? Because it would be awful when you would be ordered out of this amazing newly renovated house, wouldn't it?'

This made Christina laugh a bitter but humorous laugh which made Stahl's face twitch. 'Are you really that dumb or just naturally blonde? No, you're just that dumb. Because one, Elliot Oswald is a very good friend of mine. I babysat his daughter for years when she was little. He and Karen see me as their second daughter. So when I asked him about a rental, he couldn't resist. Two, like I said, I don't know about any illegal activity involving the Sons of Anarchy. They work as mechanics at Teller-Morrow, they ride Harley's and drink and laugh in their clubhouse. And if I would know, do you really think I would rat on my own family, my own flesh and blood, my uncles who helped me grow up? Are you really that desperate to come to my house and ask me to rat on my own family?' Christina huffed before giving Stahl a million dollar smile. 'Yeah, you really are that dumb. Now get out of my house before I send my dog on your asses', she said next in a bitchy but sugar sweet voice.

Nymeria let out a growl and started barking aggressively from her place in the corner as a reaction on what Christina had just said. Stahl looked the young woman in the eye again before standing up from the chair she was sitting in. Christina did the same, held her finger pointed at Nymeria to make sure the young dog wasn't gonna do anything stupid. She walked the agents to the door, letting them out like nothing happened.

'Thanks for answering our questions, Miss Teller', the male agent said while Stahl was walking towards the car. 'Enjoy the rest of your day', he said before walking out the door behind his college. Christina all but threw the door closet, walking over to the living room to find her phone as soon as it had slammed closed. The held in the number two speedily, holding the phone against her ear as soon as it started ringing on the other side.

'Yeah?' the voice of her brother sounded after only ringing three times.

'Hey', she greeted quickly before getting down to business. 'So the feds just paid me a visit'.

'You too?' he asked.

Christina furrowed her eyebrows. 'What do you mean "me too"? Who else got a visit from them?'

'Tara but she isn't the only one. Just went to the hospital to see Abel. She told me about Stahl asking her about her knowing anything about Samcro having illegal businesses'.

'They asked me the same thing, Jax', Christina sighed. 'Said that the Princess of Samcro would know about you guys doing anything illegal. She was sitting here with this hopeful look in her eyes, like she expected me to rat on you'.

'What did you say?'

'I asked her if she was a blonde, perhaps'.

Jackson laughed at the other side of the connection. 'Of course you did. Did you get them to leave?'

'Yeah, they walked out with all their fingers and toes even though Nymeria wanted to bite them off'.

Jackson sighed at the other side of the connection. 'Look, feds are getting desperate. It's not just you and Tara. Juice hacked into the system again, got some information. Apparently they are going after all the woman. It's not just you and Tara. They have Luann in custody for possession. My guess, they hope that Otto is gonna rat in order of getting Luann out'.

'Shit. Do you think they went after Donna as well?'

'Wouldn't surprise me'.

Christina cursed under her breath before moving into her closet and grabbed a pair of shoes. 'Alright, I'm gonna see Donna. Just keep me updated, will ya?'

'Of course sis. Hey, one more thing!' Jax said quickly before she was able to hang up.

'What?' Christina asked while trying to get her combat boots on.

'Juice. He showed up an hour after we called him with this million dollar shit eating smile on his face. You have anything to do with that?'

'None of your business, asshole!'

'What did you do? Should I tell mom to start buying wedding magazines and onesies?'

'Goodbye Jax!'

'No, seriously! I need to know this shit! Did you just have some fun or did you go all the way with him? How many times did you make him scream your name?'

'Fuck you Jackson Teller! We are in the middle of a crisis here!'

'Nah those ladies know not to say anything. Just tell me. Considering the evening sex, the morning sex and knowing you that must be at least four times. No, no, no! Six! At least six'.

'Yeah, I'm hanging up now'.

'Juice and Christina sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!'

'I hate you and I hope you die slowly and painfully'.

'You know you love me', Jackson said with a smile in his voice.

Christina rolled her eyes. He was just teasing her. She knew this game. He had played it with her many times. She hated it. 'I really don't. Bye Jax'. Without waiting for an answer, knowing there was gonna come something else even more ridiculous out of his mouth, she hung up. She quickly tied her shoe laces before standing up, grabbing Nymeria's leach before whistling so she would follow.

Christina parked her car in front of the oh so familiar house. She didn't bother to knock. She just turned the doorknob and stepped in, Nymeria right behind her. When she walked inside, she saw Opie and Donna face to face with each other which made her stop in her track.

'Ow shit', Christina spoke up which pulled their attention towards her. 'Should I… leave?' she asked next.

'No', Opie answered before Donna could. 'You can stay. I'm going to see my kids'. Opie turned around without saying another word and walked out the back door, leaving Christina and Donna in the house. Looking over at Donna, Christina saw her starting to sob and her eyes tearing up.

'Don', Christina said before walking over and pulling her friend in her arms. Donna didn't hesitate and just held her, tears streaming out of her eyes and soaking her shirt. 'Hey, it's alright. It's fine, you're fine'.

'I'm not fine, Chrissie', Donna sobbed. 'I'm exhausted, ATF paid me a visit this morning, the bills are coming out of my ears, Ope and I are falling apart, the kids hardly know their father. What do I do?'

Christina took a deep breath before putting Donna down in a chair before sitting down next to her. Nymeria quickly patted over, sitting down next to her master's legs. 'Donna, you're gonna be fine just listen to me. The kids are already warming up to Op, ATF is just getting desperate and I know you would never give up Opie or the club. You hate them for pulling Opie away from you while Kenny was just a baby and Ellie was just starting to talk in sentences but you would never give them up. Opie is trying to earn, I know he does-'

'When he got out I asked him one thing', Donna interrupted her, 'just one thing to make sure he wasn't getting back inside again. Just earn straight and that was it'.

'Donna, by asking that you asked him more than to just earn straight. At the same time you asked him to give up the club which isn't fair. Opie grew up in this life just like me and Jax. It's what we know. Tara asked Jax to go with her after they graduated. Jackson couldn't and let her leave alone even though it broke his soul. I saw it happen before my own eyes. Do you know why he didn't leave? Because this is what he knows and we don't do well with the great unknown. Neither does Op. After the divorce between Piny and Mary, Mary took him to start a normal life. Do you know what happened?'

Donna looked up at Christina, shaking her head.

'Opie went crazy. He started to rebel just because he was bored. Not even six months later, Opie showed up on the TM lot again. I was just a kid back then but I know the stories. Piney took him in again and it was like Op had never left. What I'm trying to say is; this is what we know, what we will always know and we can't leave it. I came back as well. Like I told you before; there was no place I ever felt as much at home as Charming. I always knew I was gonna go back one day or another'.

Donna nodded her head, understanding what Christina tried to make clear. 'I just… thought that it would be better, that it would give us a chance of a normal life'.

'Donna, if you try to pull him away from the club, he's gonna go mad. And trust me when I say that you don't want that to happen to Opie'.

Donna nodded. 'I guess'.

'Don't push him there because he will leave. You will not get to leave him because he will leave you. Yes, he will be sorry once he sorts things out but he will leave'.

'I never could', Donna than said while starting to cry all over again.

Christina furrowed her eyes in confusion. 'What?'

'I never could leave him, while he was inside and I was so angry. I tried more than once. I can't even count how many times I've packed up our stuff before unpacking everything again. I can't, it has been too much. I love Opie and I knew that when I would leave, I'd leave him too. It wasn't fair to the kids or him. Opie was right; I always knew he was going to find his way back in the club I just… hoped they wouldn't let him back in or something. It sounds selfish but I knew that was the only chance of him patching out'.

The princess had no answer to that. She just sighed before pulling Donna close again, letting her soak her shirt again while rubbing her back in the hopes of calming her down.

Juice didn't bother knocking when he arrived at Christina's house that night. He had promised to be back but he hadn't expected it to be that late. He even doubted her door to be open but when he turned the nob, it opened. The living room was empty but he heard her singing softly in the kitchen. He closed the door behind him before kicking off his boots and walking inside. Juice hadn't even walked two steps when he was greeted by a very happy and jumpy Nymeria. He squatted down to scratch her head and let her lick his hands when he did so.

'Where is mama?' he asked her softly. 'Where is your lady, little girl?'

Soon, Nymeria jumped up and patted over to the kitchen with Juice not far behind her. Like he expected, Christina was in the kitchen behind the stove cooking while she sang along with a, to him, unfamiliar song. He smiled while leaning against the counter, watching her hips sway from side to side while she pushed the potatoes around in the pan. He kept watching her; how her mouth moved in sync with the song, how her hips followed the rhythm but how she kept eyes in the food the whole time, not wanting them to burn.

'You're staring', she then spoke up when the song ended, making him jump slightly. He had been so buried in his thoughts while looking at her that she spooked him instead of the other way around. When she turned around, Christina grinned at him. 'Why are you staring at me Juan Carlos?' she asked before turning back towards the food.

He took a deep breath when he heard her call him Juan Carlos and not Juice. 'I… wasn't staring. I was just…' Admiring? Observing? Juice didn't know what sounded better. Admiring sounded too lovey dovey if he said so himself so he choose the latter. 'Observing'.

'Oh really? You call it observing when you just stand there for the full length of a song, your eyes on my ass and grinning like you're undressing me with your mind?'

Juice just shrugged, not knowing how to come back from that which made Christina laugh. Instead of pushing the issue, she thought it would be probably best to talk about something else. 'You hungry?' she asked instead.

'You're kidding right? I'm starving', he answered before walking closer until he was right next to her. 'What'd you cook?'

'Potatoes', she said pointing at the pan, 'salad', she continued pointing at the bowl on the counter before pointing at the oven, 'salmon. You staying or should I have cooked something else?'

'Nah', he said before smiling down at her. 'It sounds great, having a home cooked meal and all. Haven't had one of those since Gemma's dinner party'.

'Well then maybe you should come over for dinner more often because I love cooking my own meals'.

'Don't say that. I might keep you up on that'.

'Who said I'd mind?' she asked, a grin on her face while turning towards him.

He couldn't resist any longer. Juice put his lips down on hers, kissing her softly. He'd needed that after the day he had just been through. After releasing her lips, she turned back to the stove like nothing happened. 'Could you grab a beer for me from the fridge? And treat yourself of course'.

Juice just shook his head while a grin played on his face. 'So how was your day?' he asked while pulling the caps from the two bottles before putting one next to the stove while he took a big gulp from the one in his hand. 'You weren't at TM today'.

'No, I let mom handle that. I needed some me time', she answered.

'And what did you do in this so called me time?'

'Well aren't you nosy', she grinned before looking up at him. 'I was actually planning to do a run with Nymeria after having woken up a bit with a nice cappuccino but I didn't get very far'.

'Why's that?'

'Because the feds were standing on my doorstep', she answered which made Juice choke on the sip he had just taken. 'That Stahl bitch and her super-hot partner'.

'You have a thing for agents that I should know about?'

'Believe me when I say that you have nothing to worry about', Christina said before looking at him. 'But a girl can dream. I'd like to be cuffed, very tight so I have nowhere to go, can't move or do anything except beg for mercy'.

Juice saw the dark, lustful look in her eyes which made him tight in his pants. He knew he had to change subjects before he was going to have his way with here on the burning stove. 'Wha… uhm… what did they want from you?'

'Pretty sure she asked me to rat on the club because otherwise she would make sure I'd be forced out of my house'.

'Are you kidding me?' Juice laughed, not believing that that was the best Stahl could conjure out of her high hat. 'What did you do?'

'Told her she was dumb for thinking I would rat on my family if I'd know anything that is but I don't because the Sons of Anarchy are just a motorcycle club. They work as mechanics at TM, ride their bikes, drink beer and laugh inside the clubhouse. I was crazy calm even though I laughed in her face. It was Nymeria who was gonna bite her face off'.

Juice laughed before squatting down, scratching the growing pup behind the ear which made her whine in pleasure. 'You are a great dog, you know that? You're a great girl. Should have you around TM all the time'.

'I can take care of that', Christina said. 'I didn't give them anything. Went to see Donna after. Stahl had her pretty upset too'.

'Yeah, I know. Got into the system. Didn't know they went after you too but that bitch went after Tara, Luann and Cherry too'.

'What does she have on Cherry? Girl was nothing more than a sweetbutt before she got together with Half-Sack'.

'Apparently the girl is wanted for grant theft and arson. Stahl arrested her this afternoon. She's gonna be extradited to Nevada, do 25 years for attempted murder when she gets there'.

'Shit', Christina cursed. 'Nobody is willing to sacrifice their life for that. She's gonna rat, Juice'.

'Is that what you would do?' he asked before sipping his bottle.

'No', Christina answered before taking a sip of her own beer. 'But I was born into this club. It's my family. Those people are the once that raised me for who I am today… partly. This girl chose for it which means it's easier to get out too'.

'Don't worry. We're working on it. Jax and Ope had a plan so we just have to wait'.

Christina nodded before turning off the stove and squatting down to get the salmon out of the oven. 'So why are you telling me all this?' she asked next while she put the salmon on the counter to cool off a bit.

'What?' he asked, not understanding what she meant.

'I mean, telling me all of this shit; club shit. I was never allowed before in any of it and now everything is just thrown at my feet. I'm happy about it but I can't stop thinking it's a little suspicious'.

Juice shrugged as an answer but soon saw that Christina didn't share that opinion. 'Clay trusts you', he answered. 'We had church after the whole Hayes thing, said that Gemma thinks you should be allowed in on some stuff so you can help out like you did that day. Jax told everyone how you helped with the whole "shitty guns" plan too so… You're allowed in on some of it but Clay said that there will be some stuff you don't have to know because it will only put you in more danger. You were already in on this anyway since Stahl targeted you. I thought it couldn't hurt to tell you. I mean, it's not like you wouldn't find out in the end anyway'.

Christina was happy that she was now finally trusted enough to help the guys with the club. 'Thank you', she said before pulling some plates from one of the cupboards. 'You said you were hungry, right?'

Juice smiled back at her, nodding his head as an answer. Looking at her while she put the food on the plates made him realize this was what he wanted; a house, an old lady, a level of normality to come home to instead of living in a constant chaos. Looking at Christina's face, he realized that he didn't want to screw up whatever it was they were in right now. They didn't have a relationship but they weren't having fun either. He couldn't put his finger on what it was that they were doing but for now it didn't matter. It was something in between having fun and her being his girlfriend/old lady. For now it was great like that but for how much longer was she gonna be okay with that?

What did you guys think? Fluffy Juice and Christina were cute right? I just love them together and I love writing them. Let me know what you thought about it and if any of you have questions about the upcoming chapters or season, don't hesitate to ask because I love answering you guys. I'll try and answer as many without spoiling too much. Next chapter: Christina sticks up for Opie, Christina and Wendy are reunited and a very sad goodbye (sorry guys).