Teen Mom: SAMCRO Edition

Chapter One: Opie

Disclaimer: Jax's blood ran red, Tig apparently likes his women blue, Kurt Sutter owns 'Sons of Anarchy' so please don't sue. Well...that disclaimer officially reserves my spot in hell. I wonder if Lucifer's had that restraining order lifted yet? Geeze, you bring an old priest and a young priest to visit ONE TIME and he gets all pissy. No wonder God kicked him out. Total diva.

Author's Note: This story is taking place in the same alternate reality universe as my other SOA stories, A Princess in Charming and Your Name is a Drug. This story follows Molly and Kristina's younger sister, Avery, and Opie. I drastically screwed with the age differences between the Corinthos/Lansing/Jacks girls as was obvious in A Princess in Charming and Your Name is a Drug. Avery is eighteen to Kristina's twenty-one. Opie's backstory is different. He isn't married and he doesn't have kids. Everything else about him is pretty much the same. In this story, I'm just imagining the actress who played Lila as Avery.

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us."

- Joseph Campbell

Opie was shit-faced drunk. There were no two ways about it. He was obliterated. Why the hell shouldn't he be? Besides Juice and Half-Sack, he was the only Son who was single against his will. He had just watched his lifelong best friend, Jax marry his young, pretty, and pregnant old lady. Opie fucking wanted that for himself!

"What's with the frown Outlaw Brown?"

Who the fuck...? Opie looked up to see a pretty blonde young woman who kinda looked like Jax's new wife Kristina. She was hot as fuck. "Who the fuck are you?"

The woman snorted. Her eyes were as bloodshot as his probably were. Was this little piece of ass even old enough to drink? "My name's Avery. I'm Kristina's sister."

How many fucking sisters did Kristina have? This was the fourth one he had counted. This was on top of her two brothers, one oddly enough a cop. That was fucking weird because Kristina's dad was the biggest mob boss in America and she had just married an outlaw.

"You feel like going upstairs with me?" Opie's drunk mouth had a mind of its fucking own. If he were sober, he never in a million years would have invited Jax's new sister-in-law upstairs to his dorm room. He certainly wouldn't be speaking so crudely towards her.

"Sure."

Opie didn't remember much of their encounter but the things he did were fucking amazing. When they had awoken the next morning, Avery had given him a shy smile and promised that their drunken night together would be their little secret. Then she had quickly dressed and fled his dorm room.

Opie promised himself that the next time Avery came to Charming to visit Kristina, he would take her on a nice long ride on his Harley and maybe out to dinner. She was cute and sweet and he felt like an ass for the way he had treated her.

It was three months later and Avery had slowly been becoming a distant memory when the woman in question called him out of the blue.

"Opie, we really need to talk..."