"Considering I'm Tig Trager's daughter, I can handle anything, Jax. And if that means having to deal with you and your crazy ass family, I'm here for the long run."
"You really wanna say my family is crazy when your dad is as crazy as it gets."
"I'm...
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So instead of doing two parts for the pilot, I just added the rest of it to this. If you're a previous reader, please reread and if you're new, Welcome!
In the not so small town of Charming, California was the motorcycle 'club', Sons of Anarchy, or SAMCRO. Led by Clay Morrow and his step-son, Jackson 'Jax' Teller. Tig Trager was Sgt. of Arms. And with Tig, came his daughter Shawn. His pride and joy.
Shawn had grown up with Jax and his best friend, Harry "Opie" Winston. Literally. Jax's father as well as Opie's were 2/9 of the first members of SAMCRO. Shawn's dad was Sgt. of Arms, meaning he did the majority of the dirty work and provided the guns. After Jax's dad, the president of SAMCRO, had died, Gemma had married his best friend and Vice President, Clay Morrow. Coming to practically be Jax's father.
Shawn had sat on the sidelines the last two years of high school, being the only one out of three to graduate high school, as Jax fawned over Tara Knowles; Jax's first old lady as he was prospecting with SAMCRO, along with Opie. After graduation, Tara had bolted from Charming, breaking Jax's heart in the process.
Jax had sought comfort from Shawn, mainly in his dorm at the clubhouse. Neither thought anything of it. Eventually it became an everyday thing for a few years.
Until Wendy Case came along. Her and Jax had gotten married. And then Wendy broke her soberity and relapsed on crank, resulting in Jax filing for divorce and going back to Shawn in the process.. The two had become serious after a few weeks of hooking up; Shawn even going as far as getting Jax's crow on her shoulder.
Jax and Wendy had a one night stand when him and Shawn had gotten into it. Resulting in her getting pregnant. Shawn had helped Jax come to terms with it. Of course, after almost strangling him when he told her he wanted nothing to do with the baby.
Things were going great, until Tara Knowles showed back up. Causing problems for everyone.
Shawn was behind the bar at the SAMCRO clubhouse, reorganizing the bottles of alcohol that were carelessly thrown back behind the bar from the other bartenders.
Sitting at the bar, was Half-Sack, the prospect, who was not-so-subtly staring at her ass in her cut-off shorts.
Shawn smirked as she felt his stare, knowing he was gonna get his ass chewed out by one of the guys; mainly Jax or her father.
"Dude," Juice spoke, smacking the prospect in the back of the head as he sat next to him at the bar, "you gotta cut that shit out."
Half-Sack when red in the face as he stumbled over his words as Shawn turned to look at the two boys.
"Awe, c'mon, Juicey," she smirked, placing a beer in front of him, "let him have his fun."
"Just saving his ass from Jax and Tig." Juice spoke as Half-Sack paled at his words, "Don't say anything. Please."
