I stormed into the clubhouse, rage burning in my veins. "HARRY OPIE WINSTON!" I screamed as soon as I opened the door.

He stood up looking really confused. "What? What's wrong?" He asked coming toward me.

"You. You fucking deal with the cunt or I do Ope. I'm done." I snarled.

"Who?" He asked exasperated.

"The cum dumpster you called a fucking wife." I told him.

"What the fuck happened?!" He asked.

"She showed up at MY house today! Came storming in like she owned the place and told me I 'better back off her man or else' so I said which one baby cause you fuck anything with an eleventh finger. She got pissy and fucking slugged me." I told him pulling off my sunglasses and showing him my blackening eye. "You fucking deal with it Opie or I swear." I snarled.

"You swear what Alyssa? You're a fucking old lady. Act like it." He snarled back at me.

I didn't think twice, all of a sudden you could hear the crack reverberate around the room as Opie's head swung to the side, my hand stinging. "Fuck you." I growled before storming out.

I got into my truck and tried to hold back the angry tears threatening to fall. I saw Opie come flying out of the clubhouse, regret written all across his features and I peeled out of the lot at TM ignoring his cries for me to stop and come back.

Opie's P.O.V

My cheek was stinging from where she slapped me and I had instant regret from my words. I knew I fucked up the second she spat out 'fuck you' to me. Chibs was glaring at me through narrowed eyes and so was Jax. I shook my head and bolted out the door in attempt to stop her. She ignored me as she peeled out of the parking lot.

I should not have said what I did to her. She's not like some of the other old ladies. She liked to handle her own shit. With Lyla showing up at her house, not mine I don't blame her for wanting to handle it. But, respecting me she came to me first and I was a complete asshole...

Moments later Happy came out with an irritated look on his face. "Des says you better go talk to Alyssa. She's at the studio and closed herself into a studio room with Tiny Dancer by Elton John on repeat." He said to me gruffly.

I didn't reply to him just got onto my bike and headed toward the studio. When I arrived Des met me in the lobby tapping her foot. "What did you do?" She asked. "She only ever dances to this song when she's thinking about you Opie..."

"I was an asshole Desireé..." I told her sighing.

"Go talk to her Opie." She told me pointing a finger at me before turning and walking into the office.

It didn't take me long to find what studio she was in. The door was slightly ajar and Tiny Dancer began to replay. I opened the door carefully and leaned in the doorway as I watched her dance. Eventually she spun close to the door and I stepped forward closing my arms around her small frame. "I'm so sorry baby..." I told her softly in her ear.

She sniffled and shook her head. I spun her to face me and took her hand with one placed gently on her waist. I began to dance her around the room to the beat of the song. Eventually she rested her head against my chest as we spun and swayed to the beat of the song. I began to whisper the lyrics softly in her ear as we danced.

The song eventually ended and I hit pause on her stereo system. I walked back toward her, she had her head bowed and her long perfect blonde curls hung around her. "I'm sorry Alyssa. I'll deal with Lyla." I told her pulling her to my chest.

She nodded and snuggled into me. "You know, I used to listen to this song all the time when ever I missed you... It reminded me of the day Pop took you, me and Jax to the beach when we were sixteen. You and Jax were fucking around in the water and this song came on playing through the stereo Pop brought. I started dancing in the sand and all of you stopped and watched me. When the song ended I was so embarrassed when I saw all of you staring at me. You came right over to me and lifted me up, spinning me around you kissed me. Then you looked me in the eye and said, 'Alyssa, you'll always be my Tiny Dancer. Dancing away with my heart.' And I knew right then I would always love you..." She told me stepping back and looking everywhere but at me.

"You still are my Tiny Dancer Alyssa. And you'll always be dancing away with my heart baby." I told her pulling back into my embrace once again.

"I'm sorry I slapped you..." She mumbled.

"Don't. I deserved it." I told her kissing her cheek softly. "Alyssa, I want you to move in with me and the kids.." I told her nervously.

"What?" She asked stepping back shocked.

I lifted my hand to her cheek and ran my thumb along the bottom of her black eye softly. "Please Alyssa... I want you to move in with the kids and I." I told her meeting her bright green eyes.

"I... Opie... Are you sure?" I asked.

"Alyssa, all I've wanted for the last eighteen years was to wake up everyday and see your beautiful face lying next to me again. I'll get down on my knees and beg if I have to." I pleaded with her.

"I- I..." She stuttered still shocked. "Yes." She whispered.

"Really?" I asked getting excited.

"Yes Opie. I'll move in with you." She told me, a wide and gorgeous smile spreading across her face. "I love you." She told me hugging me tightly.

"I love you too. Now what do you say we go home and have a little us time then we'll go deal with Lyla together." I told her.

"Sounds perfect Opie." She replied.

We clasped our hands together and headed out. "I'll meet you outside Ope, I'm gonna go let Des know everything's okay." She told me kissing my cheek softly.

"Okay, don't take too long baby." I told her smacking her ass playfully.

She laughed giving me hope that soon she'll be able to move on from what happened, and headed into the office while I stepped outside and lit up a smoke. I saw Lyla's old beater screech into the parking lot and groaned knowing just how well this is going to go. She got out of the car and came up to me. "Hey Ope, look. I was hoping we could talk." She purred running her finger up my chest.

I plucked her hand off of me and glared at her. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" I snarled and she stepped back. "You go to my old lady's house, you threaten her then give her a black fucking eye? Is there something wrong in that fucking brain of yours or do you even fucking have one?" I asked angrily.

"I- Ope. I- I didn't! She- She." I put my hand up to stop her.

"Just fucking stop. We are divorced. This is over. Alyssa is the only woman for me and she always has been. You were just a sad time out after her and Donna. Now fuck off and I don't ever want to see your face again." I growled.

She stomped her foot and turned to leave. Before I could blink she spun on her heel and kissed me.

Alyssa's P.O.V

I stepped outside and saw Lyla standing in front of Opie. He looked pissed and she looked scared. I smirked as I edged closer in attempt to hear their conversation.

"You go to my old lady's house, you threaten her then give her a black fucking eye? Is there something wrong in that fucking brain of yours or do you even fucking have one?" He asked pissed.

"I- Ope. I- I didn't! She- She." He put his hand up to stop her.

"Just fucking stop. We are divorced. This is over. Alyssa is the only woman for me and she always has been. You were just a sad time out after her and Donna. Now fuck off and I don't ever want to see your face again." He growled.

I was swooning at his words. I was about to walk over when I saw her turn to leave but stopped dead in my tracks when that dirty whore laid her lips on my man. Opie shoved her off of him in a heartbeat and glared at her. He turned a little and noticed my frozen state and Lyla grinned.

I cocked and eyebrow and Opie went to speak but I put a hand up to stop him. I walked up to Lyla with a sickly sweet smile on my face. In the blink of an eye I cocked back my fist and slammed it into her nose.

The sickening crack made my smile as she fell to the ground gripping her nose which was bleeding profusely. Opie from behind me began to laugh as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "That was hot." Opie whispered nipping my ear lobe as Lyla watched from the ground.

"Do not. EVER. Come near MY man or OUR kids ever again. I hear about you, I see you. I so much as fucking smell your rank ass pussy anywhere near any members of SAMCRO and this, will be nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to you honey. Now fuck off." I snarled.

She got up and ran getting into her car before peeling out of the lot. I smiled at job well done as Opie spun me around in his arms. I saw the darkened look in his eye and a dampness formed between my legs. "Ope... Let's go to my office." I whispered.

He looked down and me surprised. "Are you sure Alyssa?" He asked knowing this would be the first time since everything happened.

"I'm positive Opie." I told him my voice filled with need.