#soa writing

One second I had been standing in the middle of the lot talking to my best friend the next second I was being tackled to the ground roughly, gun fire erupting around us. I heard more than saw it, what I hadn’t realized was that he had saved my life. I was not happy to be on the ground in my white T shirt. I looked up at the man who saved me, his curly black hair gave away who it was without even having to see the rest of him. Tig Trager. The man who always seemed to be looking for a lay. Who never wanted a single woman. Even when that one woman wanted him. I could feel his calm heart beat against my chest, so different from the rapid beat that my own was playing, I was scared, but I didn’t want him to know. Finally, after what seemed like forever it stopped, the gunfire stopped and the van that had been shooting drove away. Tig rolled off me, laying on his back on the ground next to me. He stood up, lending me a hand off the ground, “You ok doll?” he questioned those blue eyes, showing how worried he was.

“Yeah, I think so.” I stuttered. I hadn’t totally recovered from what happened and realized that even on the lot nobody was safe. I turned to look around when I felt more than the twinge that happened when I stood. It was like liquid fire pouring down my leg. “arg!” I yelled trying to catch myself before I fell. His arm wrapped around my waist. My hand immediately going to the source of the pain, coming away with blood on it.

““Shit are you bleeding?!” he questioned, eyes locked onto the hand that I held in front of me. His hand looking for the source. When he found it, I let you a small groan of pain, shock setting in.

“I think so” I whispered.

“Hey Chibs!” he called out. Helping me towards the clubhouse. “Y/N is bleeding!” he yelled.

He went to put me down on the couch so Chibs could look at me, I reached out for him, “Please don’t go”

Drabble: Sons of Anarchy based

Word count:: little less than 1k

Characters: Juice X Ivy (OFC)

Warnings: none

Summary: Juice shows up finally and with some answers.

A/N: These drabs have turned into a series of some sort for this chick, really like writing about them and have many things brewing. As always, FEEDBACK please!! and if you wanna be tagged, let me know. Tags:: @ortizobsessed @soythedemonqueen @deansbabygirl01

Watching Juice walk through door, I felt a wave of relief settle over me. Jumping off the couch, I leaped toward him, planting my face into his chest. The smell of pure leather filled my nose. I knew he wasn’t with another woman like Opie was. I still couldn’t believe Op did such a thing. Yeah, Lyla needed to leave the porn shit behind since they were married now, but that was a talk he should of brought up before saying ‘I do’.

“You look cute with a baby bump”

You had run when things had gotten tough. You hadn’t even said good bye. You had made that promise to stick through it all. You were his Ol’ Lady. You weren’t supposed to run, but you had you had been a coward. Yet here you were three months later going back, you were ready now you told yourself. You had to be ready, this time there was no leaving. So here you were driving past the welcome to Charming sign, heading towards Teller-Morrow Garage. You saw the yellow and red sign before you were ready to, but pulling into the lot you parked your 2000 Ford Explorer. Taking a deep breath, you whispered to yourself, “I can do this.” Finally climbing out of the car you slipped your sunglasses onto your head. Glancing around you looked at where the bikes were normally parked, but you were only seeing Prospects. This made it a bit harder you thought, but you had seen Gemma’s Caddy. Heading towards the office you were intercepted.

“Excuse me Ma’am do you need any help?” A Prospect asked you.

You turned towards him to tell him you were just looking for Gemma, when you heard, “Rat she doesn’t need help.” He immediately went back to work seeing the crow on your left shoulder as you turned towards the Queen. “Well look at what the cat dragged in.” She leaned against the doorway.

“Hi Gem” I whispered.

“You look cute with a baby bump” she snarked placing her sunglasses on her head. “Happy’s not here right now.” She said heading back into the office.

“I noticed. I just wanted to talk to you” you followed her into the office. “I am ready now. I can’t be afraid with a baby on the way.”

“Did you just flick me?”

You wanted attention and your Old Man wasn’t giving it to you. He was sitting with his arm around you, beer in the other hand, talking with his brothers. You had wiggled, sighed, changed position, but nothing. You got up heading towards the bar thinking of ways to get his attention.

“Are you kidding me right now?” “I’m going to kill you.”

“Kozik you said you would be home for the birth!” I was yelling over the phone, he had promised me that he would be home from the run before I gave birth to this baby.

“I know babe, but this is going longer than we thought. Probably another week.” He said quietly over the phone, I could hear the boys in the background. I was nine months pregnant, I didn’t want him on the run to begin with. Club comes first though.

“Are you kidding me right now!” I yelled through the phone, rubbing my belly, the baby was restless. Running out of room.

“I know babe. I know. Call Gemma if anything happens. I will be home as soon as I can be.” He hung up after this. I was beyond pissed. I moved towards the couch, my stomach cramping some. The doctor told me that was normal at this point in the pregnancy. Practice contractions she had said.

Two days later….

I was trying to make myself some tea, the light cramping I had been having on and off the last few days, seemed suddenly worse today. I picked the mug up, slowly moving back to the couch. Just as I managed to dial Gemma’s number, I felt a gush of liquid between my legs. “Shit” I whispered. “Pick up Gemma” I muttered. I decided against sitting down, instead moving towards the bedroom. I had to stop for a moment holding to the wall as a contraction ripped through my abdomen.

“Y/N.” Gemma answered.

I cut her off before she could say more. “I need you to drive me to the hospital.” I said quick. Trying to suppress a groan. This baby wasn’t waiting.

17 hours later…

I had been in labor for so long that I was ready to cut the kid out myself. Gemma was calling to guys trying to get them to send Kozik home, or at least let him hear the birth of his kid. I think she was more tired of me snapping at her. “Babe?” Kozik questioned when Gemma held the phone to my ear.

“I am going to kill you” I whispered dead serious.

“I know” he said. I could hear the smirk on his face. “The little girl we are going to have makes you killing me worth it!”

“You should be nice to me. I just saved your life.”

I stood in the corner of the dorm room trying to pack away all my stuff. The man whose life I had just saved started to make sounds. I didn’t turn around though just kept doing what I had been. “You fucking whore what did you do to me!” I suddenly heard, as a glass shattered just by my head.

“You should be nice to me. I just saved your life” I snapped at him. I knew he was hopped up on the pain killers and was probably disoriented, but still. I grabbed my bag and left the room. I went out to the bar motioning for a show of whatever.

“Princess what’s the noise about?” Jax asked coming over to me.

“Apparently I am a whore” I stated flatly. I cut him off before he could say anything though, “I get it I’m a hang around. I like you boys, but I have a job. I save lives.”

“I know” he said before standing up. “Clay” he nodded his head moving away.

“Princess” he wheezed some the bullet wound causing him some pain. “Didn’t know it was you” he sighed.

I stared at the stick in my hands, pregnant it read. “Shit” I groaned, I had known what it was going to say I had hoped though that it would be wrong. I couldn’t believe that the carefully laid plans had just failed. I grabbed my keys and headed straight to TM. Pulling into the lot, I saw a few bikes were missing, but my Dad was sitting by the picnic tables smoking.

“Y/N what are you doing here baby?” he asked moving towards me.

“I need to talk to you Da’” I whispered nodding towards the clubhouse. We headed straight towards the dorms where he unlocked his dorm ushering me in.

“What is it?” he asked me when he shut the door.

“We have to tell them.” I said reaching for my purse. “We can’t lie to them anymore. I can’t hide this.” I said handing him the test. “You’re going to be a Grandpa” I said, watching the tears well up in his eyes. “I need to tell him dad. I need to be able to share who this baby’s father is. I can’t make my kid hide, what happens if they make a mistake. Dad it’s time to tell the truth.”

“I know baby. We should’ve told them years ago.” He whispered into my hair holding me close, as the scared tears finally made their way down my face. Suddenly the door opened, we pulled apart quick, I wiped my face hoping no one had noticed.

“Y/N baby are you ok?” my Old Man said moving towards me after making sure the door was closed.

“Yeah. Yeah. I just have some big news is all. And well it’s time to tell them all.” I said smiling through my tears. I nodded towards my Dad so that he would hand him the test. “Babe your… you’re going to be a Da’” I smiled, watching his face grow into an ear-splitting smile. Then it faltered. “Yeah. We must tell them all. Tonight’s dinner is probably the best time they’ll all be there.”

Pulling up to Gemma’s and Clay’s on the back of my Dad’s bike. I knew this would be it. “Do you want me to be in there when you guys come in?” he asked looking between me and my Old Man. I nodded grasping his hand tight. I was nervous, we had hidden our marriage for three and a half years. I had been with him even before he had moved down from Tacoma. I wasn’t sure how to feel about this, but it would be the best for our baby.

“Ready?” he asked in his gravelly voice, holding my hand tight. We gave it two minutes before heading for the door.

“No” I whispered as he reached for the door knob. The door opened and he stepped in first holding tight to my hand. We were both wearing our rings on our hands tonight, instead of on the necklaces. I had worn a shirt that showed off the crow tattooed across my right shoulder. We paused when everyone got quiet, staring at us. “Hi everyone.” I whispered. My dad nodded at me from the back of the group. “We have something to share with you.” I continued.

“I can see that” Clay said leaning back in his chair.

“Ummm… Well. I am married. We are married. Have been for three and a half years now. Ummm…” I paused getting more nauseas as I spoke. “And well we decided to finally tell you all because… Happy and I are having a baby” I said in a rush before turning and heading towards the closest bathroom.

“Well aren’t you just a cutie pie”

You were dressed in your monster onesie, playing on the floor with your stuffies. Mulan was playing in the back ground, you were humming along to the music. You were home alone for the moment. Daddy had club business to attend to, but he should be home soon.

You didn’t hear the bike pulling into the driveway, you were so engrossed in your stuffies. Suddenly you heard, “Well aren’t you just a cutie pie” in his heavily accented voice.

You got up quick running to him, “Daddy!” you screeched, your paci falling out of your mouth.

“Did you miss me Baby Girl.”