Princess of SAMCRO

Last night Single

6 MONTHS LATER

NIKKI POV

The guys needed some cash and Bobby had entered a damn singing contest. Considering we nicknamed him Elvis and he legit had a side gig as an Elvis performer I knew he would do good but I took  sip of my drink and nudged Dean.

"You should enter."

"What the shit, no."

"Dean, you guys need the money, you and I know good and damn well you can win."

"What are you two talking about?" I looked up at dad as he looked at us.

"I told Dean to enter this."

"Dean sing, yeah ok." Ope said laughing. Noone aside from me because I heard it knew Dean could sing and really fucking good.

"You guys need money right, him and Bobby enter win grand and first and you get triple the money. Dean just do it." Dean glared at me but went to sign up and all the guys looked at me.

"For us to get triple he'd actually have to win Harley."

"Shut up asshole." I said to Opie. Bobby went and sung Can't help falling in love by Elvis. When it was Dean's turn I stopped him. "Bub, you got this ok, and you know it." He nodded kissing my head before walking to the stage. He looked so nervous. He stood there while the song started and everyone looked at him. He glanced at me and I smiled nodding my head at him. "You got this." I mouthed.

"Hoooldd the dayyyyy." Dean started off and it was awesome as I watched all the guys jaws drop in shock before dad looked at me

(You guys gotta listen to the song plz otherwise him doing that is harder to imagine unless you heard the song and btw it's actually Jensen Ackels aka Dean singing this man is really really freaking good)

"You knew he could do this?"

"Yup, you fuckers are welcome." I smiled watching him because he was really good. Once he was done he came back to the table and the guys all hit his shoulders. When they announced the winner's Bobby was first place and took away $5000.

"Grand prize winner and $15000 dollars richer... Dean Morgan." Dean looked at me before he got up. They cashed the checks and then Dean walked up to me with an envelope.

"It's got 2 grand in it, if the club didn't need more I would give you more. I wouldn't have done it without you."

"Yeah, thanks Harley you really came through."

"Thanks babe." Jax said kissing me.

JAX POV

It had been six months, I was currently sitting at the table holding TJ, I was a bit roughed up and tired. Got in late, Niners torched our transpo, but everyone was whole which was good. We were still working the guns and cartel. Tomorrow was a pretty big day for me,  I was supposed to be getting married and I knew my fiance was going to kick my ass because my face was marked up. I looked up as she walked into the room, I had let her sleep in today.

"Hey beautiful."

"Hey baby." She responded bending to kiss me. Pulling back she looked at my face before meeting my eyes. "Jackson Nathaniel Teller."

"Look not my fault, Niners torched the truck last night, everyone is whole."

"Your fucking face isn't." She groaned annoyance lacing her words. "Our wedding is tomorrow and your goddamn face."