"We're going to Belfast!" I said, hurrying to throw everything together in a pack.

"No, you're staying, I'm going." he said back trying to take the bag from me

"My nephew, I'm going, not for you or me, but Jax."

"Clay will never..."

"Clay can suck Tig then, I'm going."

"You are so stubborn."

"And I'm going to Belfast, when do we go?"

"Six, be ready by then or else."

As I got out of the car and onto the cargo plane, I couldn't help the excitement, this is the first not California trip Ope and I ever took. I grasped his hand while boarding and then when we sat down I leaned against his chest saying, "First vacation out of Cali, you excited?"

"Rather go to Huntington Beach." he joked

"But irish brew..."

"But cold, free, beer."

"Still excited." I repeated

I just want to find Abel. Even after joking about the vacation with Opie, we all knew the purpose of this, find my nephew. We were sitting in the room that Maureen provided us during our stay. I laid out like a star on the bed as Opie and the rest of the guys discussed the future plans. I was bored, I would go to the store but then I would get bored there too, or find Cherry and smoke some cigs and do a shot for the life of Half Sack, who died the day Abel was kidnapped. I sat up when I heard the door creak open, revealing Gemma, who ran away from the ATF bitch to get her grandson back.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Oh course Gemma."

"Does it still hurt, after all this time that Opie was shagging Lyla?"

"Yea a bit, but it's in the past now."

"What if she had a kid with him? would it hurt worse?"

"Well I mean he had kids with Donna and that cool, but with Lyla it would still hurt, since the child would remind me that I was hurt by my love."

"Trinity is JT's daughter." She said

"Wait... no.....JT would never..."

"When I was watching my little Thomas die, he was making a little Trinity." Gemma said sitting on the bed.

"Is this something I shouldn't tell Jax?"

"Yea.""But what if he..."

"He won't shag her."

Boy was she wrong.Later Gemma and Maureen would walk in on them almost doing it, but first Opie spilled the beans that Jax thought she was pretty. I then snatched the beanie from Opie's head and placed it on my own head, then taking the aviators off my nightstand and pretended to be a cool, silent kid causing him to smile. He leaned forward to kiss me, and then I asked, "So did you find Abel yet?"

"Maybe, but I will let Jax tell you, not my place. However it is my place to tell you that we will find him." I smiled a bit and then lit a cigarette , blowing the smoke straight up. He watched me with his hazel eyes as I reached out my hand to ruffle his hair,and stroke his bread. He was so handsome, sometimes you were in awe that such a beautiful giant could love you that much. You knew deep down that he still loved Donna, but at least he let you in and loved you. I leaned in closer to kiss him, which could have escalated to more if I didn't stop him, I looked at him and said, "Party later?"

"Only if a pretty lady will drink with me." Opie said smiling before getting off the bed

"Well if I am free I might." He leaned over to kiss my forehead and left me there, with the beanie, his scent, and his unborn child's empty cavern.

"He won't shag her.." I said, trusting Jax could keep the biker man whore part of him in check.

"Me too." Gemma said looking down at my feet"Can I ask you something Gracie?" She looked up

"Yea Gem?"

"How far along are you?"

"Wait...how..."

"A mother always knows, so tell me."

"I was 9 weeks." Now it was my turn to look at the ground

"Was?"

"Hmmm." I looked at her, tears threatening to fall

"You said was... Gracie you didn't..."

"Right before Belfast, Ope didn't know I was even pregnant. I was going to tell him after Abel was home safe but," Now the tears were falling, my head was facing down into my knees. "I..."

"Well sweetie, you don't have to tell him if you don't wanna." and with that she left me to my tears.

At the party I sat on the picnic table, a glass of Jack in my hand, watching the fight circle gather, Opie snuck up behind me and dragged me to the other side of the table and spun me around, his arms crossed across my knees, and his head onto of the pile, a goofy smile pointed towards me. "Can I watch the fights now, or are you just going to look at me all night?"

"Maybe I will just look at you, since you are always so pretty." he said flirtingly

"Take a photograph, last longer, easier to unknowing jack off also." I smiled as he climbed on the table next to me, his arms going under me, moving me onto his lap as he turns us towards the fight circle. The blonde mop of hair in the center throwing punches told me Opie was there are certainly winning. His arms flexed into the air, proving he won, as I cheered loudly for him. Leaning back onto Opie's chest I looked up and said, "This is nice."

"I just wish you were naked, or in my bed."

"Well I mean I saw Jax win so... I bet I'll bet you up there." Jumping off his lap and running to the room, Opie not far behind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~OPIE~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I don't get why you are freaking out Gracie." I was so confused, we were in the moment and then she locked herself in the bathroom.

"Oh now you know my name!" she screamed back at me

"Gracie I have known you since diaper years, of course I know your name."

She opened the door and said, "oh yea, oh yea, oh yea LYLA Yes!" She mocked my moans, I knew it came out, hoped she didn't notice. She didn't mind when I screamed Donna's name one of the first times after Donna's death, but then again I didn't rebound on Gracie with Donna. Gosh I waited a year to date Donna after she left, after the fight it took 5 hours to hook up with Lyla.

She slammed the door again, I leaned my back against it and sank to the floor, I fucked up this time, so I pulled on some jeans and rushed to Maureen's apartment. I begged her to let me buy some roses and chocolate, along with some frozen dinners to make. I also picked up a candle and ran back to my room, to find her curled up in bed. I set it all up, the whiskey of roses on her nightstand, the table decorated with a single lit candle, the dinners reheated and served on the dinning ware. We would drink lemonade and for dessert eat chocolate. I gently shook her awake and looked as her deep blue eyes fluttered open.

~~~~~~~~~~~GRACIE~~~~~~~~~~~

After I closed the door again I sank to the ground, it didn't bother me that he yelled her name instead of mine, he used to yell Donna's sometimes in the beginning. It bothered me more because of what Tara told me about her aborting his baby. It annoyed me that she was able to hold his child, even though she chose not to, but I lost mine when I wanted it. I heard him shut the front door, so I left the tiny bathroom and curled up into the bed, crying myself to sleep.I felt him shaking me awake, I looked over at him, he looked so sorry for earlier, and he had his smerick. He always did this smerick when he does cute thing for me, like when he brings me pizza home after a stressful day, or surprise dates, or gifts.

He whispered in my ear, "meet me in the living area.", and then he was gone. I then noticed the red and pink roses arranged in a whiskey bottle sitting in the nightstand. I sat up to smell them, and was greeted by the smell of food, I ruffled one side of my hair as I walked through the door frame into the candle lit room. Opie was standing by my chair pouring the lemonade into a glass, the food looks like it should be amazing. He pulled my chair out and then sat at his spot, "Dig in Babe."

The food tasted crappy, but I didn't care, he was just trying to make me feel better but I don't know what will. I had to tell him, didn't I? I mean it was also his baby, Lyla didn't ask though before she aborted her baby, so do I need to tell him if I miscarried?

"Opie... can I tell you something?"

"You already know you can tell me whatever you want, I will listen to anything you say with your beautiful voice."

"I was pregnant." He will either be mad, or sad. Instead it was happy then disappointment.

"Oh my god Babe we are having a baby, it will be so nice to have a new baby." then disappointment set in, "Wait what do you mean you were pregnant?"

"I'm saying," tears rolling down my face, "I mean we aren't having a baby."

"What!?! Gracie how could you.... I thought.....why would you get an abortion."

"I didn't." I started to cry a bit harder, he got up and walk over to hug me, apologizing for yelling, but I just got up, leaving him standing alone.

~~~~~~~OPIE~~~~~~~

'Good job Harry, you fucked up again' I thought

~~~~~~~~~Gracie~~~~~~~~~

"What do I do Gemma?" I said into the phone, after I left the table and stopped crying, I called Gemma.

"You tell him, it might be hard but you gotta buck it up, and tell the big oaf."

Then she hung up. Opie knocked on the door again, "Gracie open up."

"You know something Ope, why should I? I mean you just accused me of the worst thing you possibly could. There is more than one way to lose a baby."

With that he was silent, I didn't know what he was doing, but I didn't care. I laid back down and slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Gracie! Open the damn door!" Jax screamed knocking loudly on the door, I looked out the single window, light slowly seeping in. He let me sleep, I rolled out of bed and opened the door, when I looked past Jax I saw a pillow and blanket laying on the couch, I assumed that where Opie spent his night.

"Thanks darling." He said wrapping me in that brotherly hug I needed, "Now tell me why Sissy and Brother are fighting?"

"Gosh Jax I ain't like Tiggy." I giggled out, "I just don't know anymore, maybe it's the miscarriage that did it, but I thought this would help me."

"Wait, what?" He pushed me away now, tears forming in his eyes.

"Gosh Jax stop being such a girl. I just lost my baby, got accused of aborting it, and confused for Lyla in bed, I mean I'll be fine." I forced a smile before he pulled me back into his chest, where I lost it.

"Jax... may I have a moment?" Opie whispered

"I got this." I told him as he raced to the door, wiping the tears away before the others saw him crying

"Ope, are you ok? I'm sure the couch wasn't comfortable at all."

"Gracie I'm sorry I said that. I had no idea you even..."

"Well now you do, can we please try to move past it now." I didn't notice the tear running down my face as I whispered this but he had me in his embrace within two steps.

"We will be going home soon love." He ran his fingers through my hair, yawning after he said it, I looked up and noticed for the first time that the red, puffy eyes he had were accompanied by blackened bags under them.

"Go to sleep Ope, beds all yours."

I got behind him and playfully pushed him towards the bedroom. He grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him as he entered. He flopped on his side, while I crawled into his secure arms soon we were both asleep. I awoke before him, rolled over and looked at his sleeping face, wondering how I made out so lucky to get a man as handsome, as loving, as loyal, and as caring as Harry Winston.