Derailed | Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction | Jax Teller/OC

Chapter 5: Surprise

September 14, 2008

Vivian Anderson felt a pair of large calloused hands on her ass and she fidgeted a little, her eyes slowly opening as she heard the familiar chuckle that she loved. She looked back and smiled. "You're late." She mumbled before she flipped over to face her boyfriend, grabbing his hand to pull him towards her. "You smell like you smoked three packs, babe. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just go back to sleep." He mumbled to her before he rolled away from the brunette and got comfortable on his side as he closed his eyes again.

Vivian furrowed her brow as she stared at the man's back, her brown eyes on the large tattoo, covering Jax's back. "Don't do that, Jax. What's wrong?"

"Go back to sleep." Jax shook his head as he opened his eyes briefly. "Just go to sleep."

The brunette sighed heavily as she leaned over, kissed his cheek then laid back down. "Fine, sleep well. Goodnight Jackson, I love you." She laid down, draping a tan arm over her boyfriend's side as she got comfortable against Jax's warm body.

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Jax Teller woke up to the sound of the shower running, he rubbed his eyes as he started to sit up and he turned to look at the cracked bathroom door, he frowned. He normally was woken by his brunette girlfriend, except when she was in a bad mood. Today was one of those days. What he didn't know was it was his fault that she was ill.

He pushed the blankets back before standing up to stretch and walk into the bathroom. He looked to his right where the shower was and he furrowed his brow, finding it empty. "Viv?"

"Go away, I'm not dealing with your mean ass today." The brunette gestured to her phone as she stood up from the toilet and moved to wash her hands. "Why is my house always so cold in the morning? Make morning showers difficult."

Jax shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed the brunette before she could slip past him and he wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry about last night. I am sorry, baby." He chuckled as the brunette popped his side. "I love you, Viv."

"I don't like you right now, my employee or your little weird ex girlfriend messaged me. I do not know why but she asked me to have you call her. It's important, she needs you." Vivian shook her head slowly. "Let me go, brat. I'm going to take a shower and try to think of plain ways to kill you in your sleep for keeping me up all night."

Jax rolled his eyes. "You need me and that's what matters to me. I don't care about Tara or her need." He dropped his sweatpants and boxers, stepping out of them before he followed after the brunette. "Don't kill me either, I'm sorry I kept you up. Do you have to work today?"

"Nope. Shut up. You're such a brown noser. Trying to suck up because you know I wish that creepy clown from It would suck you down the drain." Vivian shook her head slowly as she felt the man secure his arms around her waist and pull her against him. "I don't like you."

Jax nodded his head as he buried his face in her neck, pressing soft kisses to her skin. "You're disturbing, Viv. Quit being mad at me. I love you baby." He pulled away a little so he could turn her around in his arms, his hands dropping to her ass as he lifted her up. "I'm sorry."

"I am not. I'm just a tad bit psychotic, only when I don't sleep though. Ha, like right now." She clenched her thighs before relaxing as her hands held his face. "What are you sorry for?"

He groaned as he stared at the brunette. "You're being mean, babe." He kissed the column of her throat before he started nibbling on her collarbone. "I'm sorry for being an ass last night, I didn't mean to take my shit out on you."