AN: The final chapter is upon us. Alexander gets revenge, and a possible seat at an important table. Now, the finale of this story.

Quick Note: The song that inspired this story is called "House of the Rising Son". Go to YouTube and you will find it easily.

Chapter Eight: House of the Rising Son

"You found him?" Alexander asked. He literally could not believe it. Jack nodded, and handed him a picture. Alexander took it, and looked it over, and saw that it was an all too familiar face. This was a guy that he has seen before, and it took Alexander a while to speak because it was that nerve jarring that this was the man that almost killed him.

"This would be Matt Miller, John Miller's brother." Alexander said, waving the picture around. "I know this guy. He is the brother of some guy that used to be a friend of my dad's."

"Wow, really?" Lance said in disbelief.

"Really, he would come by sometimes and talk with our dad."

"It's your call. What do you want to do with this guy?" Phil asked him. Alexander stood there for a minute, and looked at the group that was with him, and then nodded.

"Let's check his house out. See if he hasn't left town yet."


Jack, along with Gregg, Lance, and their friend Phil with Alexander went to Matt Miller's house. They were sitting in a big truck that hid Alexander inside, but he was able to get a good enough view to see what was going on. There he saw Matt walking outside, looking around as he did some yard work.

"He lives alone, and does not have a girlfriend that we know of." Phil said. "He works, but does not have a job that requires check in on a frequent basis."

"Good."Alexander said with a stern look, checking out the person that almost killed him.

"Now, or tomorrow will be a good time to hit him." Jack said, from the front seat. "What do you want to do?"

"Take me home, and pick me up in a couple of hours to take me back to the clubhouse. We are gonna hit him tomorrow, but we have to plan it out first." Alexander said.

"Fine with me." Jack said, driving off.


Alexander was in his room, grabbing some stuff that he needed. He was about to head out, and get the piece of shit that tried to kill him. He knew that the law should handle it, but then again, he and the law were at odds at the moment. Alexander dressed in all black. A black t-shirt, some black jeans, black sneakers, and a black cap was what he was wearing. He had his blonde hair in a pony tail when he put the cap on his head right after he put some black gloves on. Alexander sighed, and zipped the overnight bag he was using up. He put it on his shoulder, and walked out of his room. He checked his cell phone, and saw that Jack sent him a message, saying that they were on their way.

He sighed, and went down the steps, and let out an irritated sigh. Casey was here, along with his 'dear' sister Melissa.

"What do you want?" Alexander said to her. Melissa stood up, and walked over to her.

"I want you to look at something." Melissa said. She reached into her bag, and pulled out a picture. Alexander literally had to resist the urge to laugh. The F.O.C. found them basically a week ago, but she is just now bringing this to him? Man, that is pathetic.

"Is this the guy that shot you?" Melissa asked showing him the picture? Casey looked at it as well, and nodded. That meant that it was an positive ID. Alexander just shrugged his shoulders.

"I can't say for sure." Alexander lied. Melissa glared at him knowing that he was lying.

"What are you up to?" Melissa asked him.

"Nothing at all, dear sister." Alexander said with a fake smile on his face. A car pulled up outside, and the horn honked.

"That is my ride. I will see all of you dear people later." Alexander said walking towards the door. Melissa tried to stop him, but Alexander ripped from her grip and shoved her down.

"If you ever lay your fucking hands on me again, you will really regret it." Alexander growled at her. Alexander sent a glance to Casey, and walked out the front door. Melissa and Casey followed him. They saw him putting the bag he had in the truck. Then he turned to both women.

"What now?" Alexander said in an impatient tone of voice.

"Where are you going?" Casey asked him.

"None of your business." Alexander said.

"Alexander, don't do anything!" Melissa yelled at him.

"Who in the hell do you think you are talking to!?" Alexander screamed back. "Go home, and lock your goddamn doors. Both of you!"

Alexander turned back to the truck, and hopped inside. It drove off, and on their way back to the clubhouse, he said one more thing.

"Call Lance, have him get the wagon." Alexander said coldly.


Their stay at the clubhouse was brief. Jack, Phil, Gregg, and Alexander were getting ready, and Jack handed Alexander a silenced pistol.

"Do you know how to use that?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, I know how to use a gun." Alexander said. He looked over the gun carefully as Lance came in.

"The wagon's ready. Let's go." Lance said.

"Good. Let's ride out." Alexander said, leaving the clubhouse, and getting in the black van.


Alexander drove the van behind the bikes that were ahead of him, and they slowly arrived at the spot that Matt Miller was. Alexander got out of the car, and slowly approached the side of the house, along with Jack, Gregg, and Lance.

"Alright, what now?" Jack asked him.

"Jack, stay with me. Gregg and Lance, head around back. When he makes a run for it, stop him, but don't kill him." Alexander said. Gregg and Lance gave a nod, and ran around the back of the house. Jack and Alexander made their way to the front door, and stopped for a moment.

"Okay, how do you want to do this?" Jack asked him.

"There's only one way." Alexander said. With one swift motion, he kicked open the front door, and entered the house. Alexander took a few steps inside, and looked around carefully. Jack was right behind him, and Matt rounded a corner, and their eyes met. Matt took off towards the back door, and Alexanderand jack were right behind him. Matt got to the backyard, and was met with a right hook from Gregg and Lance.

"Well well, where do you think that you are going?" Gregg said, helping him to his feet as Jack and Alexander joined him.

"Alright, you piece of shit, why did you try to kill me?" Alexander asked.

"I just wanted to get some street cred by bumping off Alexander Sr's son." Matt said. Alexander laughed in disbelief. He really could not believe what he was hearing.

"Obviously you did not do a good job, or did any research." Lance said.

"Yeah, here he is." Jack said, pointing at Alexander.

"What are we going to do with him?" Gregg asked Alexander.

"I know what we are going to do." Alexander said.


Casey found herself walking over to Seth and Alexander's home, and before she could even knock on the door, Seth opened the door and ushered her inside.

"Hey, have you ever heard back from Alexander?" Casey asked him taking a seat on his couch as he sat across from her.

"No, but Melissa told me that she picked up Matt, and he confessed to trying to kill Alexander." Seth said.

"That's good." Casey said.

"No, not good." Seth said in a serious tone.

"What do you mean?" Casey asked him.

"It means that Matt was a dead man the minute that he shot Alexander." Seth said.

"Where did Alexander go earlier?" Casey asked him.

"He went somewhere. I have no idea." Seth said. Which in a way was a lie, because he would bet everything that he owned that he went to confront Matt, but he decided to keep his mouth shut about that.

"What else about Alexander should I know about?" Casey asked him once more.

"Alexander will tell you when he trusts you." Seth told her. "He really is lucky that he has someone like you."

"Thanks, that means a lot." Casey smiled at him.

This was not over by a long shot.


Alexander was sitting at the head of the clubhouse, just staring into space. He really had no idea as to what he was doing, but for some reason, it felt right that he did what he did. Matt was not dead, but he sort of knew that being in jail was going to be worse for him than killing him where he laid, because of their guys on the inside. That made him smile slightly, and that is what Jack saw when he walked in.

"I take it that you thought about some things. Especially what I talked to you about." Jack said, taking a seat in front of him.

"Yeah, I did, I am in." Alexander said. Alexander smiled as Jack tossed him a Flames of Canada biker vest with on it.

"What if the club doesn't agree with this?" Alexander asked him.

"I told them that I was grooming you to take over the club as president." Jack said.

"What is my first test?" Alexander asked him.

"You'll see." Jack said, "You'll see."

Alexander stood up, and gave him a hug. This was going to be something that he was really looking forward to.

THE END


AN: I have decided to make a spin off series as Alexander deals with the trials of being Vice President of a big club. Oh, by the way, SAMCRO will be heading north sometimeand will it ever hit the fan once that happens. When and why? Stay tuned to find out!