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Half Blood, Whole Heart: Part 2

Pairings: Jax x Reader, sister Winchester!reader- SOA/SPN Crossover

Warnings: Swearing, fluff

Word Count: 4,334

A/N: So I decided to repost my novel- the story that someone stole from my old blog and put up on Wattpad. PLEASE don’t be an asshole and steal my stories. It CRUSHED me when it happened and almost ran me off Tumblr.

Half Blood, Whole Heart Masterlist Aesthetic by @ravenangel33

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“Clay! I want you to meet someone.” Jax shouted across the Teller-Morrow garage. Your eyes danced around the space quickly as a tall, older man wearing a kutte similar to Jax’s came over. You couldn’t help but notice his large forehead that lead to white blonde hair, or the fact that his eyes looked a little to small and sunken in compared to the rest of his broad face. “This is (Y/N). I picked her up walking through Nevada. She’s a mechanic.” Clay’s eyebrows shot up, giving you a chance to see his blue eyes as he took off his sunglasses to look at you.

“You’re a mechanic?” He asked and you nervously twisted your fingers together behind your back.

“Yes, sir. My father and brother taught me and I worked in a shop in west Texas last year.” Clay looked you up and down once before looking back at Jax.

“Yea, she’s with me.” Jax said he said quickly and you glanced over at him as Clay nodded.

“Come with me.” The older man said as he gestured you across the garage with his finger. He stopped in front of an older Ford sedan and pointed at it. “Customer came in this morning saying it was making a clicking noise and it’s having problems turning over. What’s wrong with it?” You looked up at him, down at the car and then back up to him as you gestured to the vehicle.

“May I?” Clay nodded and he and Jax took a step back to watch. You quickly pulled your hair into a messy pony tail as you popped the hood. You moved quickly, checking the three things you assumed could be the problem under the hood and under the car before standing back up and giving the very intimidating man before you a small smile.

“Starter is slightly rusted so that’s why they are having an issue with that and by the looks of it, they haven’t changed their oil since the stone age because it’s nearly gone. Replace the seal on the oil as well, obviously because it’s dry, cracking and leaking, check engine for any possible damage… cylinders, pistons, crankshaft, rods, etcetera. ” Clay looked at you for a second before putting his sunglasses back on and looking at Jax.

“Take her to Gemma and get her in the system. She starts tomorrow.” You smiled as Clay turned around and walked away.

“Come on darlin’.” Jax said as he grabbed your hand, laced his fingers with yours and walked across the shop toward an office along the far wall. Despite the hand written ‘Do Not Enter’ warning on the door, he walked right in and smiled at the older woman behind the desk.

“Jackson, where have you been?” She asked as he leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips. You smiled at her as she looked you over; her hazel eyes pausing on your hand in Jax’s.

“Mom, this is (Y/N). I picked her up on the side of the road on my way back from seeing dad and took her to Stanford to see her brother for a couple days. She’s a mechanic and Clay wants her in the system to start work tomorrow.” Gemma looked you over once more almost distastefully before looking back at her son.

“She with you?” She asked as she stood up from her desk. Jax smiled and squeezed your hand slightly as he glanced back at you.

“Yea, she’s with me. She’s no croweater; she’s different.” Gemma looked back at her boy before smiling and stepping in front of you.

“Well, (Y/N). Welcome to the family.” She put her hands on your shoulders gently and gave you a kiss on the lips and you fought to keep the look of surprise off your face when she leaned back. “Go get yourself set up in Jax’s room and come back here after lunch so we can get you all set up. It’ll be nice to have a female mechanic to show all these boys girls can do the hard stuff too.” She said with a wink.

“Thank you, ma’am.” You said as she kissed Jax’s cheek and she waved you off.

“No need for that ma’am shit. Just call me Gemma or mom.” You nodded as Jax almost dragged you from the office with a smirk on his face. Your brow furrowed slightly as he grabbed your bag off his bike.

“Why do they keep asking if I’m with you?” You inquired as the two of you headed across the parking lot toward a large building.

“It’s complicated. I live in the dorms here and you can’t stay in them unless you are a member or if you are my old lady. So they…”

“Wait… old lady?” You asked as you stopped walking. Jax stopped and chuckled as he turned back around to look at you. “You mean like girlfriend, ball and chain type shit?” He nodded.

“Yea. Like ball and chain type shit.” He mocked and you cocked your head with a cocky smile.

“You haven’t even taken me on a date and I have gotten more action from your mother than I have you and suddenly I am your girlfriend?” With a cocky smile, he cupped your cheeks and gave you a gentle chaste kiss.

“Like I said, you’re different. I don’t know what it is about you. Maybe it was the way you knocked that guy out at the bar. Maybe the fact that you are a tomboy girly girl. I don’t know but I plan on keeping you around town to find out and the only way I can do that is by making you mine.” You cocked your eyebrow and giggled.

“Do I get a brand and everything?” You teased and he laughed as he took your hand once more and the two of you headed into the building which turned out to be a bar.

“We aren’t barbarians- we don’t brand, darlin’ but if shit works out, you’ll eventually get a crow. I’ll put it right across your forehead. It can say ‘Jax’s smart ass’ instead of ‘forever’. I’m sure your brothers will love it.” You giggled as he lead you through the bar toward a hallway at the back off the room. You were surprised to see an even longer hallway that was lined with doors. Jax stopped at the last door on the right and unlocked it. “Welcome to your new home.” You looked around the room in surprise as Jax dropped your bag by his bed.

“Did I miss a tornado warning or something?” You asked as you stepped in and closed and locked the door. “God, it’s like sharing a motel room with Dean all over again!” Jax laughed as he stripped down to his boxers and flopped down on the bed.

“Yea, yea. Laugh it up.” He said as you stripped down to your tank top and panties and laid down next to him.

“Thank you.” You said as Jax lit two cigarettes and handed you one. He looked over at you as you grabbed an ashtray off the table by his bed.

“For…?” You giggled as you set the ashtray down on his bare chest and laid down next to him.

“Taking me in, getting me a job… getting me to my brother. All of it. Everything you have done the past couple days. You didn’t need to.” He shrugged and wrapped his arm around your shoulder casually.

“So what, I was just supposed to let you walk through the desert alone? Or maybe just abandon you in Stanford or here in Charming? No way, darlin’. I’m not that kinda guy.” You laid your head down on his chest and smiled.

“Hey, I beat the shit out of that guy in the bar, I can handle my own.” Jax laughed as he blew smoke rings toward the flag above his bed.

“Yea I know you can but now you got me to help.” You hummed contently as the two of you fell into a comfortable silence; the only sounds filling the messy bedroom was your exhales and the occasional flick of your thumb to knock the ashes into the small glass bowl.

“I need you to understand something.” Jax said as he put out his cigarette and you hummed as you followed suit. He put the ashtray on the table next to him as you rolled onto your stomach to look at him. His blue eyes searched yours as he ran his fingers through your hair. “There is some shit I do with the club that I can’t tell you about. Club business. I just….” you shook your head and interrupted him.

“You don’t have to explain. I get it. But you have to know I am in the same sort of boat. The family business I got away from…? I can promise you it will come back around one day and I will need to help out every once in a blue moon and I can’t explain to you what that entails right now for your own protection.” The two of you looked at each other and Jax’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“You’re not a cop or a fed are you?” He asked and you laughed and shook your head.

“No. Not at all. I actually think I may be wanted for some stupid shit in Arkansas though. I’m not sure if Sam was able to hack in and wipe that out of the computer system though.”

“Well aren’t you just a little bad girl.” he teased as he wrapped his arms around you and turned on his side to face you. You smiled and threw your leg over his.

“Oh, you have no idea.”

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You and Jax became nearly inseparable from that day on. If he wasn’t off doing club business, he was working in the garage with you or the two of you were tangled in sheets and limbs in bed. The two of you went down every other Thursday night to have dinner with Sam and Jess and they even joined you for Gemma’s family dinners a couple times. After a couple months of living in the clubhouse and a lot of convincing, he helped you build your own bike and taught you how to ride and on rare off weekends, Clay would ban anyone from the cabin so the two of you could spend the weekend alone.

It took Gemma a little while to get used to you being around before she completely accepted you as Jax’s girlfriend. Once she realized he had fallen in love with you though, she became the mother you never had. Anytime Clay and Jax were on the road for a few days, she would insist you stay over at her house so you weren’t left alone. Everyone in the SAMCRO family welcomed you with open arms and loved how good you were for the future president.

~~~~~~~~~ LATE SEPTEMBER 2006 ~~~~~~~~

You were lying in bed with Jax almost a year to the day after you had first arrived, reading a book when someone knocked on the door.

“Hey Jax, you wanna get out here.” Juice called out and your boyfriend groaned.

“Swear we can never just have a minute alone on a Friday night.” he growled as he tossed the binder he was reading on the floor next to his table.

“We are going to the cabin next weekend, baby. Not too much longer.” He huffed as he grabbed his kutte and threw it and a pair of jeans on.

“It’s still so far away.” You giggled as he kneeled on the bed and gave you a chaste kiss.

“Well, get Clay to give us Thursday and Friday off and we can leave sooner.” He laughed as he stood up and opened the door.

“Yea, sure I’ll get right on that.” You smiled as he stepped out into the hall and you went back to your book. He was only gone a couple minutes before you suddenly heard Dean scream your name. Your stomach dropped as you catapulted from the bed and you sprinted out of your room toward the club.

“Jax stop!” You screamed as you rounded the corner. He had Dean pinned on the ground by the door and was screaming at him with his fist raised above his head. You could see blood on your brothers face and panic ripped through you. “Jackson let him go! Chibs, get him off him!” Chibs and Juice, two patched members of the MC took one look at you before they sprang into action and pulled Jax off Dean as you ran to your brother’s side.

“He was askin’ ‘bout you!” Jax shouted and you looked over at your boyfriend angrily.

“He can ask all he wants! He’s my brother!” You watched all the fight instantly leave his frame as he ripped his arms away from his brothers. You looked back at Dean who was visibly and understandably pissed.

“What the fuck?” He growled as you helped him up from the ground. You could see his eye was split just above his eyebrow and you scowled.

“Is the first aid kit still in the trunk?” You asked Dean. He nodded and you grabbed his arm and started to drag him toward the door.

“Baby, I…” Jax said and you turned around and looked at him.

“Just go get me a wet washcloth please. A bag of ice or something out of the freezer as well.” You snapped with as much forced calm as you could. He nodded and headed toward the kitchen as you lead Dean outside. The second you cleared the door, you rounded on your older brother. “The hell’s the matter with you? I told you last year… which was the last time you even bothered to acknowledge my existence, that you can’t just show up here!”

“Me? Your fucking boyfriend just beat the shit out of me for no reason!” You glared at him as he unlocked the trunk of the Impala.

“Did you bother to tell any one of them you were my brother or did you just walk in like I know you did and demand to talk to the girlfriend of the VP of a motorcycle club?” Dean glared back at you as he handed you the large first aid box from the trunk.

“Shut up. It shouldn’t be that hard to talk to my own sister.” You shook your head as you opened the box on the trunk as Jax brought out the washcloth and a couple bags of ice.

“It wouldn’t have been an issue if you had told them who you were, De.” You said as you started gently wiping the blood off his face. You shook your head at the two men. “Dean meet Jax, Jax meet my other brother, Dean.”

“Why didn’t you show him like a picture of me or something?” Dean asked with a hiss as Jax sat down on the curb. You glanced down at him and you could see he felt bad for what he had done but his eyes began to dart around the area in front of the club house.

“Because I don’t have pictures of you and dad. The only pictures I have of family are ones Sam and I have taken this past year. Jax what are you looking at?” You asked as you looked down at him once again. He looked up at you and then looked wordlessly at your bare legs and you suddenly remembered you were only wearing one of his old SAMCRO shirts. You rolled your eyes and turned back to your brother. “Valid point. Let’s move this party inside to our room. Don’t need Unser’s boys seeing this.”

“Or anyone else.” Jax mumbled as he stood up and grabbed the first aid kit. The three of you walked back through the club wordlessly and you couldn’t help but notice every member purposely looking away from Jax’s girl. You smirked to yourself as the three of you headed down the hall and into your room.

“So why are you here, Dean?” You asked as you gently pushed him toward the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet and looked up at you.

“Dad’s been gone a while and I can’t get a hold of him.” You rolled your eyes as you took the first aid kit from Jax, laid it on the ground and crouched down next to it.

“So what. He’s probably off in one of Bobby’s cabins with a liquor store to keep him company.” You found what you would need for stitches and as you went to thread the fishing line through the curved needle, Dean’s hand stopped you.

“Dad’s hunting and I can’t get a hold of him.” Your eyes shot up to meet your brother’s and the two of you sat in silence for a moment.

“How long?” You whispered as you sat down on the cold bathroom tile. Dean sighed and leaned forward to rest his arms on his knees.

“Three weeks.”

“Was he going after…?” Dean shook his head and glanced up at Jax who was standing in the doorway. You looked up at him and then past him at the open bedroom door. “Baby, can you go close the bedroom door and bring me the whiskey from the desk.” Jax nodded and you looked back at your brother who was pulling something out of his pocket.

“I got this voicemail from him yesterday.” Dean said as he hit the play button on the side of the tape recorder. Your dad’s voice crackled through the small speaker. You listened to the hardly understandable message as Jax tapped you on the shoulder with the glass whiskey bottle. When it was finished you squinted at your brother questioningly.

“Is that EVP?” Dean nodded as he fast forwarded the tape.

“Slowed it down and ran it through a gold wave and got this.” He hit play and the speaker crackled for a moment before a creepy woman’s voice sent shivers up your spine.

‘I can never… go… home.’

“What the hell was that?” Jax asked and you shook your head at him as you took the tape player from Dean.

“That was under dad’s message?” You asked as you rewound the tape back to the original voicemail. Dean nodded as he took the whiskey bottle from your lap.

“Yep. So now I need you to patch up your boyfriend’s handy work so we can get on the road.” You looked up at Dean as your dad’s message finished playing again and shook your head.

“Oh no. I am not going hunting again. I got out. I have a job and Clay will…”

“Button, I need you. This thing is after men.”

“De! I can’t go! I have a job and I am needed…”

“(Y/N), dad is missing! Three weeks! I know how you feel about the guy but come on!” You groaned and looked back and forth between Jax and Dean trying to figure out what to do.

“Goddamnit.” You groaned as you dropped your face in your hand.

“Darlin’, I can cover with Clay and I can help you do that truck that got dropped off yesterday on Monday, you just gotta make sure you’re back by then.” Jax said as he crouched down next to you. “Remember what I said about family.” You looked over at him and sighed.

“Yea… I know. Fuck man, I got out of this shit for a reason.” You grumbled as you grabbed the fishing line from the first aid kit again. “One case, Dean. We get dad home and I am out.” Dean nodded behind the whiskey bottle and hissed the fumes away.

“One case. Promise.” You looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow.

“You don’t bring me home after one case and I’m calling Jax to come get me. I mean it.” Dean crossed his heart as he handed you the whiskey bottle and you kneeled in front of him. “Fuck, Sam is gunna kill me.”

“Oh, we are going to get Sam next. We need him too.” You looked at Dean with the bitch face to end all and he shrugged. “Dad’s missing. It’s an all hands on deck situation.” You scowled as you began to stitch up your brother’s eye.

“Yea, Sam’s not gunna come. He has something Monday he can’t miss or be tired for.”

“Well we are just gunna have to make this fast then, aren’t we?” You glared at him as you tied off the two stitches.

“I hate you.” You mumbled as you started to clean up and Dean simply smiled.

“I know you do. Now pack a bag and meet me in the car. We gotta go.”

“Where are we even going?” You asked as you handed him the first aid kit. He gave you a half mouth smile.

“Jericho.”

“Fitting.” Dean quickly kissed your forehead, nodded at Jax and headed out of your room. With a sigh, you turned around to look at your boyfriend. “So you remember how I told you that the family business would come back for me?” Jax chuckled as you walked into the room.

“So what, you guys are like ghost hunters or something?” He asked as you grabbed your old duffle from the side of the desk.

“You could say that. It’s complicated, baby.” He nodded as he sat on the bed and watched you start packing. After a moment, he huffed.

“So this is what it’s like to be on your side of me packing.” You laughed as you tossed clothes toward the bed.

“Fun, isn’t it? I’ll only be gone a couple days. With all three of us working this we should have it cracked in no time.” You grabbed a couple of Jax’s t-shirts from his drawer and added them to your bag and headed toward the bathroom to grab your toothbrush.

“I’ll tell Clay you had a family emergency with Sam. He’ll understand.” You smiled at him as you walked out of the bathroom and you came to a stop right in front of him.

“You’re too good to me, my love.” He smiled at you as you ran your hands through his hair.

“Sorry I beat up your brother.” You smiled and shrugged.

“Meh, it knocked him down a peg. His ego is the size of Russia anyways.” You teased as he grabbed the back of your thighs and pulled you toward him to straddle his lap.

“Well I am still sorry, babe.” You nodded as you gave him a chaste kiss. With a sigh, you rested your forehead against his. He looked up at you with a smile as he ran his calloused hands over the backs of your thighs. “So I was going to suggest this next weekend at the cabin but I don’t want to wait. I love you so damn much. I know you are already mine but I want to make it beyond official. When you get back, I want you to get my crow.” A smile spread across your face as you leaned back to look at him.

“Really?” You whispered as you searched his eyes and he nodded.

“Really.” You nodded vigorously and crashed your lips to his as you wrapped your arms around his neck. After a few moments, he pulled away reluctantly and sighed. “Alright. You gotta get dressed and go save your dad.” With a huff, you leaned back and growled.

“Can’t I just stay in bed with you?” You teased as you forced yourself off his lap. He shook his head as you grabbed your jeans off the desk chair.

“I wish. Just remember we can stay in bed together next weekend.” You smiled up at him as you pulled your boots on.

“Sounds like heaven. Oh! You better tell mom before you tell anyone else that I’m getting your crow. You know she will be pissed if she doesn’t know first.” Jax laughed as you wiggled a bra on under his shirt and he nodded and got up to grab a shirt and his boots.

“I’ll head over to her house now. Talk to Clay about you not coming to work tomorrow, too. I’ll call Happy for Monday night?” You nodded as you grabbed your old hunting jacket from the closet and smiled.

“I never in a million years thought I would actually be excited for someone to call me their old lady.” He laughed as he stood in front of you and gently cupped your jaw in his hands.

“Never in a million years thought I would love someone enough to want to call them my old lady.” He leaned down and gave you a chaste kiss before brushing his thumb across your cheek. “Be safe, come home to me.” He said, repeating the same words you said to him every time he had to leave for a few days. You nodded and gave him one final kiss before the two of you pulled away to leave.

“I need money.” You said as you grabbed your bag and he snagged his wallet off the desk.

“Three hundred good?” He asked as he thumbed through some bills and you shrugged.

“Yea. I’ll be splitting a room with the boys so that should be way more that enough.” He nodded and handed you the cash and an extra burner phone and you grabbed your handgun from the box in the closet you kept it in. You knew it was still fully loaded, so you slipped it into the back of your jeans and pulled Jax’s shirt over it.

“I’ll call you when we get there.” You said as you kissed him on the cheek and he nodded and grabbed his keys.

“Love you.” You paused in the door and looked back at him with a smile.

“Love you, too baby.”

Part 3

#Jax x Reader #Half Blood Whole Heart #SOA/SPN crossover

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