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What ship would you not mind or wish to have happened in the sons of anarchy?
Juice x Chibs
Opie x Jax
Gemma x Tig
Unser x Gemma
Juice x Trinity
Luanne x Bobby
Drabble!
Just want to write something atm, because I’ve got such a keen for writing rn - which I haven’t had as strongly like this for YEARS! Used to be able to whack out fics all the time when I was 15/16.
So, I’m going for a Padraic/Patrick Telford fic. I put the name like that, because on the Wiki, it’s Padraic, and Chibs does call him Paddy - but when Father Ashby is talking to Jax after the barn (which I will be changing the canon of in this fic) he says he is sorry about ‘Patrick’, so... yee.
I’ve noticed more of y’all are liking and stuff, so I wanted to thank you lovely folks! It’s also helping my keen for writing!!! Love ya’s!
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When Jax arrived at the airport, he groaned at the sight of his younger sister. After exchanging words with Oswald, already exacerbated by the fact his mother had jumped on board the mission, here was Max. Max was born around the time her older brother, Thomas, died. It was one of Gemma’s saving graces whilst John was off in Belfast at the time. When she was born, there had been joke upon joke about calling the new kid ‘Max’, to rhyme with Jax. So much so, that Tig was the first to exclaim, ‘Maxine!’, when she turned out to be a girl.
“Max, for Christ’s sake!” Jax groaned.” Why do you keep doing this?” “Don’t say I don’t help when I stowaway.” She smirked. He looked to Clay, who merely shrugged in defeat. “Let’s get going.” He sighed.
The plane ride was fairly non-eventful. Though, Juice had to keep apologising for letting the young firecracker persuade him into coming with. She always preferred to ride on the back of a Harley with one of the guys. It made her mother a bit nervous, but the girl was determined to give her a heart attack. She was currently behind Chibs, as they pulled to a stop as they finished part of their road journey to the Belfast Clubhouse.
As the men greeted each other, Max took a moment to stretch her legs out. The Belfast charter were quite surprised to see a young woman joining the party. A few of the men, including some of the SAMCRO guys, watched intently at she gave a few lunges and various stretches.
“You alright there, lass?” O’Neill asked, a little amused by the actions. “Aye.” She grinned.” Just stretching out. Else my legs and back have a moan at me.” “You must be Max Teller.” McGee spoke up. “Yip.” She nodded, moving forward to accept the hand he offered out to shake. “Keith McGee.” “Pleasure.” “Aye, but the pleasure’s all ours.” Chib’s nephew spoke up.
Max smirked a little, before they all got back on their bikes. Was all plain sailing until they hit the police. SAMBEL were quite impressed when Max showed to hold her own before they were all arrested. Gemma was pissed, and helped to crash the van. Paddy helped her out.
“What the hell was that?” Jax asked, putting a hand on his sister’s shoulder. “Welcome to Ireland.” Paddy winked.
After interrogating the remaining officers, it was then time to head to the clubhouse. Finally. This time, much to Gemma’s chagrin, she had been on the back of Padraic’s bike. As Maureen made her way over, she was stunned to see the young girl.
“Thanks for the ride, Paddy.” Max thanked him. “No problem, love.”
Max skipped off into a run to catch up with her brother, mother and step-father to meet the two other women linked to the Belfast charter. Max was a slender girl of 5′7, maybe just under, with long purple hair. Dyed, of course. If only one could have naturally purple hair.
It was bad enough that Gemma was seeing the resemblance in Trinity, but the Max bounced up next to her and Gemma nearly had a heart attack from seeing them stand together, so close in age.
Over the course of the day, even Maureen struggled with seeing Max. Especially, when she and Triny seemed to get on so well. In addition, Jax and Clay were vaguely bothered to see Paddy getting so familiar with their Max. Even Chibs was conflicted, as he watched the two interact.
Max had to admit she found him pretty cute. And he, her. They partially forgot why the SAMCRO charter were here, as they laughed and conversed with one another.
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That’s it for now - may write a 2nd part later, or tomorrow. Depends on how this is received by y’all
Hey. Thanks for looking after my family.

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