Sons of Anarchy

1.Halfsack

Halfsack 18+

(Y/n) P.O.V

       I always wondered who my father was, how he acted, and also what he looked like. My mom wouldn't tell me anything other than, "it's better this way. Being in Charming is the worst choice someone could make." I went looking through her closet that night, finding a box with pictures, high school stuff, and a leather vest that said property of Jax. I finally made the decision, I've waited long enough, so after twenty years of waiting, I'm driving past the welcome sign. 
        Inside my mom's box was a picture in a parking lot of Teller-Morrow, so that was my first stop. As I step out of my car a man with scars on his face walks up to me. 
"What can we help ya with lass?" His Scottish accent caught me off guard. 
"Um, actually, is Jax here?" I nervously ask. 
He looks at me for a moment. "I'll go get him."
        I stand at my car, contemplating if I should leave, but before I could decide the man from before walks out with a blonde man. The blonde man just stares at me. 

Jax P.O.V

        I'm sitting at the bar when Chibs comes inside yelling my name, but as I stand up he pulls me outside. I was about to yell at him when I saw someone I haven't seen in twenty years, but something is different. As I walk closer I realize this person is much younger than Tara, but could be her twin. I come to a stop in front of her, but we don't say anything, just stare. 
"Who are you?" I ask, hopefully softly.
"I'm (y/n), Tara is my mom." She looks down while clearing her throat. "I found a box of stuff about this place, and wanted to meet you." 
        Meet me, why? Then it hit me, when Tara left we found a prescription for prenatal vitamins, and of course I'm to stupid to realize. I rub my hand down my face before looking at her, and pulling her in my arms. I can't believe Tara did this. My daughter grabs the sides of my kute as she pretty much hides in my chest, and I rub her back. 
"Will you be staying in town for a while?" I ask. 

(Y/n) P.O.V

         I knew he was going to ask me that, but I really didn't know. If he was okay with me being around then I would.
"I was hoping too. I was just wanting to meet you first before I actually got to the hotel." I chuckle. 
"Trying to see if the waters were clear?" He laughs with me. "It's okay, kid." 
           We walk inside, and he introduces me to his brothers. When we got to the bar my dad yells "prospect", and the guy that came to us had the cutest curly hair. I didn't realize I was staring until he smiled at me. 

"(Y/n) this is Half Sack." My dad introduced us. 
"Kip actually." He sticks his hand out. 

         My dad orders him to get us drinks, and moves me to a round table with Chibs, and Bobby. We talk about each other until Kip brings the drinks, and he sits mine in front of me. I thank him as we smile at one another before he goes back to the bar. The guys are smirking at me when I turn back to them, causing me to roll my eyes. 
         I've been here for two weeks now, and seem to have gotten in a rhythm. I'd wake up at my dad's house, have breakfast with Abel, head to the clubhouse to help around there, then around three Kip comes into the office, and we hang out until I'm off, and then like always the son's have a party. 
"Hey (y/n)."
"Hi Kip." I instantly smile as I look up.
"I got your burger." He throws the bag on the desk. 
"Thank you." I get the stuff out of the bag, and hand him his food. "I really appreciate you bringing me food, Kip." I smiled at him.
"It's no problem." He kisses my forehead as he sits down. 
         He's never done that before, but I wish it wasn't my forehead. We continue to eat in comfortable silence. Once we are done we head to the bar, and Kip sets up for tonight. I always offer to help, but he doesn't let me. My dad walks in before anyone else, and kisses my forehead. 
"Hey kid." He groans as he sits next to me. 
"Hey." 
"How was your day?" He asks as always. It's become a joke with us. 
"Well father, I did the same thing as always, I stood on my corner, but you know those cheapskates never want to stop." I couldn't hold in my laugh when both Kip, and dad snapped their eyes to me. "You should've seen your guy's face." I laugh. 
"You got me today, but that isn't funny." Dad points at me with a chuckle. 
          Dad walked away to wash the oil off of him, and when I turned to Kip he had a sour look on face. 
"Oh come on Kip, I was joking." I smile.
"That wasn't funny. I don't like thinking of guys…" He stops, and continues to wipe things off. 
         I watch him for a second before walking around the bar, and he finally stops when I'm in front of him. 
"I won't joke like that anymore. I'm sorry." I promise him. 
         My arms slowly go around his waist as he goes around my shoulders, my head goes to his shoulder, and he kisses my temple. I haven't been so comfortable in my whole life, so when we pull away I kiss him. His hand moves to the back of my neck, holding me to him, but it is short lived when someone clears their throat. We pull apart to see Tig smirking at us. 
"When you're done, we'd like some beers," He goes to walk away. "and don't let Jax catch you, Prospect." 
       When he said that Kip's hold on me let go completely, and as he steps back he runs a hand through his hair. I get it though. My dad is Pres, and Kip wants to be in the club. 

Jax P.O.V 

          I come out of the back to Tig laughing loudly, and the love birds looking at each other. (Y/n) nods at Halfsack before walking outside, and he just stands there, looking miserable. After a second he comes walking toward me. 
"What'd you do, prospect?" I stopped him. 
"Nothing." He just keeps walking. 
        I take a deep breath before walking outside to find (y/n) at a picnic table. I sit across from her, lighting a cigarette, and I look her over. 
"So you and the prospect, huh?" I chuckle.
        She looks up at me, looking scared, and picks at her fingertips.
"We just hang out." She rushed out. 
"So you two aren't together?"
"No, so you don't have to kick him out." She mumbles the last part. 

(Y/n) P.O.V

          Dad doesn't say anything, he just stumps out his cigarette before getting up, and walking inside. I have no idea what just happened, or what's going to happen. As I'm being up my dad comes out pulling a tripping Kip behind him. They stop in front of me. 
"I don't know what's going on between you two, but you are grown adults. Your business with the club has nothing to do with you." My dad points at us as he speaks. 
         Dad walks away after his rant, and Kip stays. He pulls me into his arms, and finally kisses me. Throughout the night Kip was by my side, but only left when he had a fight. I stayed in the corner, cheering him on, and in the last round I kissed him hard.
"Kick his ass, babe." I told him. 
        They pushed him into the ring as the bell rang, and it took only seconds for him to knock the guy out. I'm the first one to him when Chibs raises his hand. After everyone is clearing out Kip takes me to his room. We don't even get to the door before I'm against the wall, right next to the door, Kip deeply kissing me, and I play with the bottom of his hair. He slowly pulls back, looking me over, and I can only giggle.
"Let's get you patched up." I opened his door.
He pulls me back to him. "Later. I can't wait anymore." He kisses along my neck. 
"Kip." I gasp. 
        I pull away from him, and point to the chair. I pulled the stuff out of the first aid kit, setting them next to him. He slides his shorts off as I slowly take my clothes off, and when I straddle his lap he curses under his breath. I hold on his shoulders as his hands run up my thigh, squeezing my hips, and then they move up my back making me relax into them. When I lean back to his chest he leans his head back as he enters me slowly, but rests there. He moves the gauze to my hand. 
"Go ahead that way we both get what we want." He smirks at me, his hands resting around my waist. "Do what you need to do." 
        I softly kiss his shoulder before I start cleaning his wounds. When I touch fresh spots he takes in a breath, and pulls me in, making me grind against him. He does this while I clean everything, and I start going as fast as I can. When I put the last piece of gauze on his chest he walked us to his bed. As he lays me down on the bed, he stands at the end, but he lifts my leg up. He holds his hand on my lower stomach as he kisses down my leg, and to my center. With one firm lock he holds my leg to his shoulder as he enters me slowly. 
"Kip!" I moan, rubbing my chest. 
         As he leans through my legs his hand slides down to my ass, and he kisses my hands away. The hand on my stomach goes to my hair as he kisses up to my neck. I slide my hands from his side to his upper back, and my legs wrap around his waist, to just hold him there. The way he slows down, and looks in my eyes, he makes me kiss him deeply. As we kiss he lifts me by my waist, and brings us to the pillows. He leans back, looking at me, and just starts pounding into me. 
"I'm gonna cum baby." He moans in my ear. 
"Yes Kip. I…" I couldn't get it out.
      He knew what I needed, because he started going faster. He holds the back of my head as I put my face in his neck, but I still can't muffle my moans. We finally snap, but it seems to spur him on more. He just keeps pounding away, and makes me cum again. He kisses along my chin as he gently slides out of me, and he lets me lay on his chest. 
          The next couple months flew by very quickly, especially when I found my own house, and Kip moved in with me. We couldn't keep away from each other. The night he got patched in, he came home to me trying to finish wrapping the box, but of course his timing ruined it. It was a cute baby vest that said dad's rider, and I got some baby boxing gloves. I don't think he has ever taken me so softly before, but I loved it. We found out I was pregnant with twins, and everyone was losing their minds. 
         Mom wasn't too happy I wanted to be with the people she ran away from, but I love my family. When I told her I was pregnant, and getting married, she had an attitude. When I gave birth to the girls, Amy and Beth, she finally came around, but stayed away from dad even though I can tell they still wanted each other. 
          I didn't get pregnant again until the girls were eight, but they were so excited. Eddie came during a Halloween party, and I will never forget the doctor's face when they saw me laying there, in my skeleton makeup.