I moved slowly as I entered the room, Ruby had covered the bruises on my face and neck. I prayed that the fake tattoo on my neck, would be enough to fool Hawk and the rest of his MC.
The room was packed with men and woman, plastering a smile on my face, I began searching for Hawk. Part of me hoped Perry really did work for Happy, and believed that SAMCRO was on the way to rescue me. The other part knew the consequences of the MC I loved showing up. It would cause a war, and my loved ones would be in danger. My daughter would be in danger.
I bumped into a body, I looked up, my fake smile on my face. I felt light headed, my breathing became rapid, tears filled my eyes. “I can’t…”
Chibs watched (Y/N) enter the room, he marched across the room. He wanted answers. His eyes were focused on her, watching her move, something was not right. Her movements were slow and stiff.
Anger shot through him, that bastard had put his hands on her. He stopped when he was withing a few feet of her. His eyes narrowing on her clavicle; there was a Scorpion. His heart shattered, he had his answers.
XXX
Rane wrapped his arm around his sister, pulling her into a hug, kissing the top of her head.
“Let me take you out of her! I’ve got a hand full of guys to help. Please sis, I know you don’t want this.”
Rane looked down at (Y/N), he could see the tears in her eyes, her body is shaking. His eyes narrowed in on the tattoo on her clavicle.
“You took his mark? What about Chibs? What about Rane?”
“Tell Chibs it was good while it lasted. Tell Rane that mommy will always love her and not to forget me. That I hope some day, they both can forgive me. The choice I made….”
She started to walk off, Rane grabbed her pulling her back. He watched her wince.
“I know you didn’t make this choice (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) Quinn! Come with me now, let’s straighten this out!”
She smiled sadly at him, pushing away.
“I hope the crow can fly high and free. I love you big brother, and the rest of my family.” Rane watched his sister walk away.”
XXX
Hawk watched the interaction between (Y/N) and her brother. As she approached him, he smiled at her lovingly. His vice president was standing next to him.
“Sweetheart, this is my second in command Ian. Ian, this is my old lady, the Queen of the Scorpions, (Y/N)!” He watched as she shook his hand.
“It’s nice to meet you Ian. It’s a great honor to be the Queen.”
Hawk smiled pulling (Y/N) to his side.
“Excuse us for a moment please.” He pulled her down a dark hallway. Slamming her against the wall, his hand enclosed around her throat.
“Why is your brother, your ex-old man, and several other SAMCRO here? Did you contact them, hoping for a rescue?”
“No!” She rasped out. “I cut contact with everyone!”
He smiled at her, kissing her on the lips, dropping her to the ground. He caressed her face, then pulled back his hand, and slapped her hard.
“I don’t believe you! Mine men have captured all of them that were here tonight. Now they are on to the clubhouse, to take over the clubhouse. Poor little Rane will be abandoned. and go into foster care.”
He laughed as tears filled her eyes.
XXX
The thought of loosing my family, enraged me, I struggled to get out of Hawk’s grasp; hoping that I could stop the attacks. His taunting fueled my fight. I reached down, taking the knife, that I had taken from Rane.
His eyes widened as I plunged it in his chest, pulling it out of his chest, I jabbed it in his neck. I felt his blood spraying on me as he fell to the ground, pulling me down with him. White hot pain shot through my side, I looked into Hawk’s eyes, hie face had a smirk. I look down and see a knife sticking in my side.
“See you in hell, you Ginny bastard!” I smiled and closed my eyes.
The chaos of the other room, finally penetrating my mind. I shoved Hawk off of me, pulling my self up, I stumbled to the main room.
XXX
“Take them to the warehouse, make sure they are secure. I want Kuttes on them!” Chibs looked around the room. “I want Hawk and (Y/N) found.”
He heard a noise coming from the hall. Looking up his eyes widened, he rushed forward. (Y/N) collapsed in his arms.
“I killed that Ginny bastard, but he got me! Love you!” She gasped and closed her eyes.
Chibs paced the room, waiting for his phone to ring. He hated this situation that (Y/N) is in, it was his fault. His eyes filled with tears, thinking of the time he wasted, not admitting his feelings for her. He was holding back his urge to tear Hawk Taylor apart. The only thing stopping him, was that the bastard has (Y/N).
Chibs shook as his phone rang, taking a deep breath, to calm his nerves. He brought his phone to his ear. “(Y/N), sweetheart……”
XXXX
“Fillip, it’s over. I can’t be with you.” I took a deep breath, trying to get out my next words. “I don’t want to be a mom anymore! I’m done! I’m with Hawk now.”
“I don’t believe you! He’s making you say this….”
I could hear the hurt, confusion, and a tinge of anger, in his voice. I knew that this is going to be difficult.
“He is not making me say this. I don’t love you Fillip, stay away from me. Take care of your damn brat…..keep her away from me!” I know my next words would be the words that would kill his feelings. “I took his mark.”
He growled on the other end. “You’re dead to me, and my daughter! Stay away from us!”
The line went dead, I dropped the phone on the bed. Dropping my face into my hands I cried. I had just lost my life, I wished Hank would have just killed me instead.
XXXXX
Chibs threw his phone against the wall, letting out a primal yell. He watched as his phone smashed against the wall. He dropped into a chair, letting the tears flow down his face.
He looked up, at the feeling of a large hand on his back. Chibs looked to find Rane standing next to him.
“I take it didn’t go well?”
“She is leaving me and our daughter, for another club. She took his tattoo.”
Rane stood up pacing the room, the anger rolling off of him.
“She wouldn’t do that! She loves you and she loves Rane. She wouldn’t leave the two of you! (Y/N) would never take another man’s tattoo. She’s being forced!”
Chibs stood up, walking towards Rane.
“I don’t think so, we have a code word, if she’s in trouble. She didn’t use it….”
“So you aren’t even going to fight for (Y/N)? You’re just going to let her go?”
Rane and Chibs had a stare done.
“She’s said her peace…”
“You’re a bastard! I’m going after my sister, I’m going to bring her home!”
Rane stormed out of the room!
XXX
Hawk smiled down at (Y/n), his hand sliding down her face. He grabbed her ankle, and dragged her back to him; when she flinched, and attempted move across the bed.
“You did a wonderful job on the phone call! The part about taking my tattoo….I think that’s what really convinced him!”
“I will be your Queen, because it will keep the peace, but I will never love you!”
Hawk slapped her, pulling her too him. He smiled at her evilly.
“As long as people believe you worship me, I don’t care!” He threw her back on the bed. “There’s a party tomorrow night, the bathroom is stocked, and so is the closet. Be presentable at 7 pm, you will be presented to the club,”
Welcome to Charming….The Name Says It All! The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon. I grabbed my cup and took a swig of my hours old coffee, wincing at the terrible taste.
I smiled at the giggling coming from the back seat. I reached into the ice chest next to me, pulling out a sippy cup. Handing it to the back seat.
“Morning seat girl! Do you want some juice?” I felt the cup being pulled from my hand. “We’ll be at Grandma’s in a few minutes.”
I glance into the rear view mirror, smiling to myself, thinking how much the little girl looked like her daddy. I let out a sigh, knowing that my appearance, and my daughter’s is going to stir up all sorts of hell.
I drove through the streets of Charming, the memories of my life here flooding me. Tears flooding my eyes as I pulled into Gemma’s drive.
If my brother hadn’t been killed, I probably would have never come back to my home town.
“Ready to meet your family Greer?”
XXX
Gemma sat at her dinning room table drinking her morning coffee, when there was a knock at her kitchen door. She wasn’t expecting anyone this morning. She was preparing to mourn her “adoptive” son Opie.
She let the prospect answer the door, she isn’t in the mood to deal with anyone. She heard the disruption at the door, standing up she went into the kitchen.
“Gemma….I’m trying to get rid of the gash….”
“Look asshole, I’m the daughter of a First Nine….I’m no gash. Call me that again and you will be spitting teeth.”
Gemma smiled as she saw (Y/N) standing at the door, holding a mini version of (Y/N) and one of the SONS.
“Oh sweetheart!” She rushed to (Y/N) pulling her into her arms. “I’m sorry about your brother. Who’s this little sweetie?”
“Thanks Gemma, this is the only family I have. Greer Ainsley Telford.”
“Does he know?”
(Y/N) shook her head, wiping the tears from her eyes. She let out a sigh.
“He ended things and kicked me out of his house, before I could tell him….”
“Hungy momma…..hungy!” (Y/N) smiled down at Greer.
“Let me fix my girls some breakfast, then you can get ready for Opie’s memorial.”
“Thanks Gem.”
XXX
I walked out of the guest bedroom feeling refreshed, I heard a familiar voice in the kitchen. Panic washed over my body as I rushed towards the room.
My childhood friend Jax stood there holding Greer. He was smiling at the little girl, talking to her. He looked up at me, a frown on his face.
“I take it Chibs doesn’t know?”
I pulled my daughter from his arms, holding her close ti me. Kissing her forehead.
“No one knows about her, but your mom, and now you. I’d like to keep it that way. The only reason anyone in this town knows, is because I came home to say goodbye to my brother.”
“I can’t keep this from him, he deserves to know….”
“Two years ago, when I needed him the most; he told me he didn’t love me, he never loved me, and he kicked me out of his house! Why does he deserve to know anything?”
I let out a sob, feeling Greer wrap her arms around me, hugging me. I didn’t hear the door open.
“Jackie boy, you and mom about ready to go?”
My body stiffened, I prayed that Greer would not look at him, that she would continue to hug me.
“(Y/N), is that you?” I looked at him. My heart speeding up, I didn’t say anything I just looked at him. Greer lifted her head up, and looked at him, she smiled.
I heard his sharp intake of breathe, as he stormed towards me.
“She’s mine?” His voice held a tinge of anger.
“Today is not the day to discuss this. I’m saying goodbye to my brother today.” I said softly. “A brother that also abandoned me when I needed him….”
I stormed out of Gemma’s house to my car, putting Greer in her carseat and driving to TM.
Bert McGuire sat in his hotel room with pictures and Intel of all the SONS. He was going to need to be well informed if he was going to get his Sophia back. Picking up the information on Harry “Opie” Winston, he is going to tear this man’s world apart.
He had raised Sophia since she was seven, she had made his life a living hell. She had too many secrets about him. Ones he couldn’t afford for her to tell.“
XXX
"Opie, you don’t know how powerful McGuire can be…..” I let out a sign. “It would be better with all of you, if I just left.” I didn’t hear my dad and Jax approaching.
“Just like that you’re leaving?” My dad’s angry voice made me turn around. “You fought to get here, to convince me who you are, and now you’re just giving up?”
“Dad…he will bring you down and the whole club!” My body started shaking with fear
“You’re not leaving, I let that bastard take you ten years ago. I didn’t get a chance to fight for you. This time I’m fighting for you (Y/N)!” Tig’s eyes filled with tears.
“Dad…” I let out a slow breath. “If things get too much for you, the club..I’m going to disappear.”
I felt Opie’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling me close. His lips coming close to my ear.
“I already told you, I’m keeping you safe from him.”
XXX
Tig’s anger is surging out of control, he saw the fear (Y/N);s eyes. It angered him more, that she thought she was just going to up and leave again. He wasn’t going to allow that, he needed time with her.
He feels terrible at the way he reacted when she arrived here, now that she’s here, he’s going to protect here.
Tig knows he has to be in control, he can’t go off have cocked, and loose control. It has to be planned. His actions can’t bring attention to the club.
XXX
Opie wrapped his arms around (Y/N), pulling her close to him. Kissing the top of her head, he knew his heart was lost to her. Pulling back he looked down at (Y/N).
“We’re going to stay at the clubhouse a few days.” He watched her nod her head. He wanted to kiss her again, but knew he didn’t have a reason to.
He was expecting her to reach up, and the soft kiss she placed on his lips. “Thank you Opie.” She walked away, entering the clubhouse.
A smile appearing on his face, he didn’t see Jax approaching him.
“Be careful brother…..” Jax said as he walked past Opie.
Opie let out a long sigh, knowing it was too late, he was far too gone to be careful now.
Panic filled me, when I heard Burt’s voice, seeing him coming towards me sent me into fight mode. He promised I was free, that I could come find my dad. I jerked my arm free from Deputy Hale, and jumped from the jeep, I attempted to push passed Opie.
I felt Opie’s arm wrap around my waist, pulling me to his chest. He kissed the top of my head, before pushing me behind him.
“I’ve got you!” I grabbed onto the back of his kutte. My body was shaking. I saw my dad and Jax getting off their bikes, storming towards us.
“Who is that (Y/N)?” Tig asked standing beside me.
“My step father Agent Burt McGuire. ”
XXX
Tig felt his anger surge at (Y/N)’s answer. This is the man that took his little girl from him, and kept her away. Agent Burt McGuire is trying to take her back, before Tig can get to know her again.
He lunged towards McGuire, intending to make him a strange smell in Chigger Woods. He felt Jax’s hand on his shoulder, Tig took a moment to calm down.
“You’ve made a mistake, this is my daughter (Y/N) Trager. This is her old man Opie. They were just clearing up a misunderstanding between her and the Deputy. ”
XXX
Opie wrapped his arms around (Y/N), pulling her close to him. He ran his hands down her body, and then kissed her gently. “Are you whole babe, Captain America didn’t rough you up, did he?”
“No…I’m fine I should have watched my mouth. I know better to mouth off.” She looked at Hale. “I’m sorry David…..I’ll slow down and not speed.”
David glared at her, pulling out his summons book, and writing her a ticked. “Slow down (Y/N), and watch your attitude. Next time I’ll lock you up!”
Opie pulled her towards his bike, kissing along her neck. “Baby, I’m sorry I was a jackass, let’s go home and make up!” He grinned down at her.
“Take me home baby!” She smiled up at Opie.
Opie pulled her towards his bike. Hoping to make a getaway. Tig was following close behind them.
Opie turned and looked at Burt, and glared at him.
“Stay away from my old lady!”
XXX
Hale got out of his jeep, and started inside. Burt grabbed his arm.
“Aren’t you going to do something? They took my step-daughter!”
“Agent McGuire, that is not your step daughter. Her identification shows she is (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) Trager.”
Agent Burt McGuire refused to let the biker gang to keep what he worked so hard for. He would take down the club and get his Sophia.
I have a couple SOA fanfics if anybody is interested! I just started the Kozik one so don’t expect a ton of chapters just yet. They’re both love stories with a plus sized girl named Jakki, based on me because I wanted to write out a little something for me. These stories are even opened to people who just like a good love story. I would I appreciate the reads and anyone who reblogs. Thanks, lovelies <3
Because I don’t always have the mental energy to figure out incorrect quotes as often as I need to, what if I also just give input and such on favorite characters? Not even just favorites, it can be ones I have heavy thoughts on. Let me know what you guys think :))
Chibs rolled his eyes and folded the newpaper he had been reading before tossing it onto the table in front of him.
“What the hell do you two wan’?”
Jax and Opie exchanged a nervous glance before Opie pushed Jax forward. He stumbled out from their position behind the wall and Jax shot his friend a glare before adjusting his stance and swaggering his way over to Chibs. Opie followed behind him sheepishly, his eyes darting around the room in hopes that no one else would enter.
“We uh.. we wanted to ask you something.”
Chibs looked between the boys, studying the uncomfortable expression on their youthful faces.
“Well go on, Jackie Boy, spit it out.”
Jax rubbed his neck and brushed his light blond locks out of his face.
“There’s this girl,”
“Ah.” Chibs nodded and removed his reading glasses. “So you’ve come to the master for advice.”
Opie raised an eyebrow at that, with a tilt of his head and he glanced side eyed to Jax. He cleared his throat and nodded.
“What’s her name?”
“Tara.”
Chibs nodded and glanced between the two boys once more.
“Christ, you two aren’t after the same girl, are ye?”
“No, no, I like Donna.” Opie explained.
Chibs let out a breath of relief and leant back in his chair.
“‘Ave a seat, boys, an’ I’ll tell ye all abou’ the language of love.”
The following Tuesday, Jax and Opie stood huddled together on the school field. Last period had been released, and most of the students were headed home. After much debate, they had agreed that Jax would try out his newly taught skills first.
It hadn’t taken much convincing, Jax had been spending a lot of time at home in front of the mirror and was rather proud of his appearance, even taking extra care to style his hair with some of his mother’s products this morning.
He had even gone the extra mile, dousing himself in his father’s cologne before leaving the house. His teachers, and most of his class mates, however had been rather unimpressed by this act and had spent most of the day pinching their noses or opening the classroom windows as wide as possible. Thankfully, the two boys had planned their approach meticulously and by the end of the school day most of the cologne had worn off.
Opie had been laying great ground work, doing something which Chibs had labeled “sticky eyes” in which he made eye contact with his crush, Donna, before looking away. He then glanced back in her direction, as if his eyes were stuck on her, and smiled subtly.
He had practiced his smile in the mirror this morning, but not for long as his father stumbled upon him and had been rather alarmed to find his son grinning like a mad man at his own reflection.
His first attempt at Sticky Eyes was during Chemistry Class, which he found rather fitting and it had been a success, sending Donna into a blushing flurry and knocking various items over. Poor David Hale ended up with a beaker of diluted hydrochloric acid spilt on his trousers and was quickly escorted to the emergency shower, to be on the safe side. The debacle had Opie questioning his tactics, but a thumbs up from Jax reassured him.
The last bell had finally rung, and the boys had been quick to meet on the edge of the field, knowing that Tara often took this shortcut on her way home.
After mere minutes Opie nudged Jax when he spotted Tara walking out of the corridor, alongside two of her friends. She held a binder in her arms, her backpack slung loosely over her shoulder and she giggled at something her friend said, unaware of the watching eyes. Taking a deep breath, and reminding himself that confidence was key, he strode forward towards the trio.
“Tara.”
She looked up, a blush immediately rising to her cheeks as her friends watched eagerly.
“Can i have a minute alone with ye, lass?”
Opie watched, a smirk on his face as Taras expression changed to one of confusion but she nodded, ushering her friends to carry on without her.
“What’s up, Jackson?” She asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears.
Jax hooked his thumbs into the belt holes of his jeans and took a stance, unaware that the cool composure he was aiming for was failing.
Tara eyes darted down, her confusion only growing by his posture.
“I think there’s somethin’ wrong with me eyes.” Jax said in his best Scottish accent.
Tara, though confused, immediately grew concerned.
“Oh are you okay? Do you need a doctor?”
“I can’t take ‘em off of ye” Jax finished, flashing her a wink.
“What?”
Jax didn’t say anything else, just grinned almost maniacally and winked once more.
“Are you feeling okay, Jax?” Tara whispered. “Why are you talking like that?”
It was his turn to blush now, his confidence faltering for only a moment, but he remembered what Chibs had said, about faking it til you make it.
“Aye, lass. I just think ye dropped somethin’”
“Oh,” Tara glanced around her feet, wondering if it was the maths homework she had received only moments before.
“My jaw.”
Glancing up, Tara was met by another wink and a lopsided grin.
“Jax what is going on? Why are you talking like that? And why is Opie hiding behind that tree?”
Alarmed, Jax turned around just in time to see Opies sniggering face ducking behind the aforementioned tree, which was frankly an awful hiding space considering Opies size.
Jax rubbed his neck and turned his attention back to Tara, whose puzzled face was watching him with raised brows.
He sighed. “I was uh.. I was trying to ask you out.”
“Oh. Oh!” Taras cheeks flushed pink. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
She cleared her throat nervously. “I’d like that.”
Jax smiled widely. “Yeah?”
Tara nodded, a shy smile on her face. “But please don’t talk in that accent.”
I cannot believe that I’ve reached 3k followers!!! Thank you to every single one of you for taking the time to read, like and reblog my stories! It honestly means so much to me!
To celebrate me hitting this milestone, I have decided to host an A-Z challenge!
Quite a while ago I asked some of my amazing mutuals to give me a word for every letter of the alphabet; I have since compiled two lists (SFW & NSFW) based on the words they gave me as well as my own chosen words, below you will find these lists:
Rules:
The rules for this challenge are pretty simple, if you want to write the story all you have to do is just send me an ask with the word you want to choose along with the character you want to write the story for!
Ideally, I’d like the characters to be from my character list but if a character you want to write for isn’t on there just let me know!
I will only accept three stories per word!
You can choose up to five words and different characters for each one(or keep the same characters) or you can just choose one word and character!
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Tagging some people who might be interested (There’s absolutely no pressure to take part though!) :
