Leonardo DiCaprio as Anthony Miller-Teller

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Anthony sighs to himself as he takes the steps up to Marge and Sig's house.

They've been raising him since his folks died.

That was twenty years ago.

He thinks about them everyday. He's even gotten a few tattoos for them. He's got his mom's name with her date of birth and death on his chest over his heart and his dad's years of birth and death on his knuckles. Anthony doesn't really remember much about his parents but from the stories he's heard from his grandparents and from his uncles; it's like they never left them. Sig has a drink dedicated to his daughter figure at the Snake Pit. Chibs is president of the club while Tig is VP now.

Anthony smiles as he gives Marge a hug. It's the twentieth anniversary of Alex's death, Jax's is next week. She keeps hearing Alex's voice saying 'don't feel sad and don't you dare mourn us; have a celebration for us.' Sig has a get together planned at the bar for his daughter and her fiancé for their anniversaries and everyone in Charming is invited. Anthony squeezes Sig's shoulder as he grabs himself a drink from the fridge then sits himself out on the porch.

The older couple watch him through the kitchen window and know he's really struggling with this; hell, they all are but this hits him harder than them. Anthony is 100% Alex and Jax's son, no doubt about it. He's been arrested twice as a twenty two old which is hard to believe being a Miller-Teller but he refuses to let Sig and Marge down. One of the times he was arrested was for public intoxication but it wasn't his fault, kinda. It was his buddy's birthday and they partied too hard. The other time was for possession. Again, his buddy was having a party and Tony had bud on him. Sig gave him the same speech he gave Alex when she was arrested.

Anthony runs his hand through his growing blonde hair, sighing heavily as he leans forward with elbows on knees. "You okay, kid?" Sig asks, dropping his old self in the chair across the table.

"Yeah. Yeah, I am. Just missin' my parents, y'know?" Sig nods, giving him a small smile.

"Times are tough."

"Always are, always will be."

Sig gets a chill down his spine. "Your mother always said something like that."

"I gotta run to the clubhouse for something before the party, is that okay?"

"Sure, kid. Just be back by eight. That's when it starts."

"You got it, papaw." Tony stands and gives him a hug. "See ya in a bit." He sighs again as he heads to Alex's truck and starts it up to head to the clubhouse.

~

Anthony's been keeping a huge secret from

the two most important people in his life.

He's being patched into the club.

Anthony grabs his cut from the passenger seat and slides it on before heading into the clubhouse. Opie greets him with open arms. Anthony thinks of Ope as a second father or an extremely close uncle. He's always there for him when he's in shit and doesn't want his folks to know about it. "How're you doing, man?" He asks as Anthony makes his way behind the bar.

"Been better, been worse." He shrugs, pouring himself a shot. "How 'bout you?"

"Still standing upright and above ground." He responds, pointing to a bottle on the shelf. "You nervous?" Tony pours him a drink.

"For?"

"Being patched in! After three years of doing prospect shit-"

"It's for my old man, not me."

"Y'know you've had a couple other family members in the club." Opie says, his hand around the glass on the counter.

"Really? I just knew of you guys and dad."

"Oh yeah. Your grandfathers and uncle were in it too, all of 'em."

"Never got to meet any of 'em." Anthony mumbles around another shot. "That many? Are you sure?"

"JT, Clay, Lawrence, Nick, Jax and now you." Opie rattles off, using his fingers to keep track. "Alex was probably going to be the next matriarch of the club after your grandmother."

"Really? What was momma like 'round you guys?"

"The best. She was the best, such a good person." Opie looks down at his drink. "Gone too goddamn soon."

"Hey- Hey, everyone!" Tony shouts, getting his brothers' attention. "Since all y'all are here, Sig is throwing together a thing for my folks for their anniversary tonight at the Snake Pit and we'd love for y'all to be there."

"You sound like Alex." Tig chuckles. "We'll be there, for sure."

"It's at eight so don't be late!"

~

Anthony finally shows up to the Snake Pit at half past eight. He sneaks in through the back door and quietly joins his family. He gets himself a drink and sits at the bar, sighing to himself. "You okay?" A girl asks. She's pretty, light brown hair with deep brown eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He looks her over. "I'm Tony."

"Ali." She smiles back, shaking his outstretched hand. She sits herself next to him. "You look familiar." She taps her finger against her pretty lips. "Hmm."

"Yeah, I'm Jax and Alex's kid." He responds.

"Oh, I'm Will and Hadley's daughter." She hitches her ringed thumb over her shoulder to a handsome cowboy talking to Sig and Ope. "Jax and Alex? The ones that have- uh-"

"Died? Yep." He somewhat bitterly as he takes a drink of his beer. She bites her lip as they sit in a tense awkward silence. "You don't sound like you're from around here."

"Oh, I'm from Huntsville." Ali says as she fidgets with her delicate rings. "Alabama."

"My momma lived in Alabama for a while when she was younger." Tony starts peeling at the label on the beer bottle. "I think in Huntsville."

"Hey daddy." Ali smiles at the handsome man with a black cowboy hat. "This is Tony, Alex and Jax's son. Tony, this is my dad, Will."

"Y-you're Alex's boy?" Will's eyes get wide. "Holy fuck. You look just like her and- and Jackson too, of course."

"Thanks." Anthony smiles politely as he grabs his cigarettes from his zip up hoodie pocket. "Not to be an asshole or anything but do I know you?"

"Me and your momma lived together for a while when she lived in Bama. We were pretty close friends." Will laughs softly. "Look atcha."

"Okay everyone." Sig calls from behind the bar. "Tonight we remember two of the most well-known, loved, respected people in Charming: my daughter, Alexandrea James Miller and her fiancé, the President of Samcro, Jackson Nathaniel Teller." He takes a deep breath. "And their wonderful boy, Anthony." He raises his beer up to Sig, nodding. "For the past twenty years, my wife and I got to watch this boy grow into a respectable man and I just gotta say that your parents would be so proud of the man you've become, kid."

"Thank you." He says, lighting another cigarette. "Missin' 'em everyday."

Opie steps forward. "We all know your birthday is coming up but I think right now is a better time for this but we've rebuilt your old man's bike."

"Get the fuck outta here, man!" Anthony shouts, standing to give his Uncle Ope a huge hug. He got his fathers height so he's almost as tall as him. "Thanks you guys." Opie hands him the keys.

"And," Chibs steps forward. "Here." He hands him his fully patched cut, the prospect banner on the bottom of it is gone and it's replaced with the word California and a huge reaper. "Welcome to the club, T." He grins to himself as he slides it on.

Marge and Sig stand in silence behind the bar as they watch their boy become his father. They're terrified out of their wits because of what chaos surrounds Samcro but he really isn't doing this for himself.

Ali blushes when Tony gives her a flirty smile. She bites her lip as she returns the grin, tucking her hair behind her ear. Anthony sits next to her. "That's a good look for you, darlin." She says, running her hand over the patch on his back. "Badass." Will and Sig share a look; the same father look they've both grown to be pros at.

"Ope, is the bike at the shop?" His uncle nods. Anthony holds his hand out for Ali, leading her out to Alex's truck before he speeds off to TM for that special bike.

~

A couple years later, Anthony has convinced Ali to move to California. After two long years of long distance dating; she's finally moving in with him. Tony's been busy cleaning out and tidying up his house. He's made sure that she'll have enough room for her stuff, not like he had a bunch of things for himself anyway.

Will has mixed emotions about his daughter dating Anthony. He's not okay with it because it's a boy and his little girl but it's fine because he's the son of his best friend and her fiancé. He has to admit: he and Jax didn't really get along but he respected the fuck out of him. He adores Sig and Marge and with the way they raised Alex, they definitely raised their grandson the same way.

All and all, he's blessed that Ali has her hooks in this one.

He's a good guy.

Anthony hears her car pull up, her breaks squealing as she parks in the driveway. "Ali!" He grins, wrapping his girlfriend in his muscular arms. "Can't believe you're actually here."

"Me either." She laughs, her legs wrapping around his waist. "You gotta give me an official tour of Charming."

"You've seen it before, baby." He smiles, setting her on her feet.

"No. I've seen the bar and your place, not the town itself, Tony." She shoots back, sliding her denim jacket off, showing off her clear tan skin and her thin strapped tank top. He bites his lip as he drapes her jacket over the back of the couch. "You gonna just gawk or help me move my stuff in?"

Anthony gives her that same panty dropping smirk he got from his old man. She can't help the blush that colors her cheeks as she holds her hand out for him. He pulls her down to the couch, guiding her to sit on his lap. She giggles as he starts kissing her neck and chest. He lays her back against the cushions, hooking her leg over his hip as he kisses her hotly.

"Hey Tony! Open the fuck up!" A familiar voice shouts, pounding on the front door. "C'mon man!"

"Shit." Anthony breathes as he pulls back.

"What? Who's that?"

"It's Trip." He huffs, getting to his feet. He adjusts himself in his now tight jeans before heading to the front door. "What's up, man? I'm, uh, kinda busy." Trip tucks his hands into his back pockets as he slouches against the doorframe.

"There's that party at the clubhouse in an hour, man! Everyone's gonna be there!" Tony sighs, running his hand through his hair. "You can't miss this one, dude."

"Yeah, I keep tellin' you that the next time to go to one of those parties is when it's for me." Tony chuckles, looking down at his socks. "I got my girl here, Trip."

Trip peeks around his shoulder, his big blue eyes landing on the brunette on the couch. "Bring her! My old lady's gonna be there. They can hang out together."

Anthony turns to Ali. "You wanna go?"

"Sure! Sounds like fun." She shrugs, fixing her tank top strap. "Finally get to meet your friends." Ali gives the two boys a pretty smile.

"Great. See you two there, then." Trip smirks at Tony as he hits him in the chest. "An hour, man!" He shouts as he climbs on his bike the drives off.

"Trip, huh?" Ali asks as she hops onto the counter. "Who's Trip?"

"Trip is Tig's youngest." He responds, shutting the door. "He's a couple years older than me." He stands between her legs, his hands on the counter behind her. "Are you sure you want to go to this?"

"Absolutely, baby." She smiles, rubbing his chest. "C'mon! You gotta help me bring my stuff in so I can get ready to meet your brothers." Tony playfully rolls his eyes as he follows her out to her car to unpack some stuff so they can get ready for the party at the clubhouse.

~

Ali nervously hops off Anthony's new bike, handing him his helmet back before fixing her hair. "So this is your work?" She asks, looking between the shop and the clubhouse nervously. "There's a lot of people here."

Anthony throws his arm around her shoulders, pressing a kiss to her temple. "These guys are harmless, babe." She smiles as she twists her fingers with his. They head towards the clubhouse for drinks before they meet everyone else. "Trip and Missy." Tony nods towards the incoming couple. "Hey guys."

"Hey y'all." Ali smiles politely, leaning against her man.

"Ali, this is Missy. Missy, Ali." Tony says.

"Hey." Missy gives her a wave. "Wanna help me get some cases of beer from the kitchen?"

"Sure." Ali nods, following the redhead. She turns and gives Tony a wink as she bites her lip before turning back to Missy. She grabs the brunettes hand and pulls her into the kitchen with a sly smile. She hands her a case of cheap beer then carries one out to the bar. "So how long have you known Trip?"

"Couple years." She responds. "Met him at the police station. What about you and Tony?"

"My daddy and his momma were best friends."

"So you grew up together?"

"No. We met a couple years ago at a party and been together ever since." Ali smiles to herself as she pushes another case onto the counter. "He talked me into movin' out here with him."

"From where?"

"Alabama."

"Wow. If I didn't know better, I'd think he might be proposing soon. You'll be his old lady." Ali grimaces, looking down. "It's a good thing, baby. I like Tony. He's a good one."

She blushes and nods. "He's a good guy."

~

"Alexandrea!" Tony shouts- more like slurs, as he makes his way into the clubhouse a handful of hours later. "Alexandrea! Ali!"

"What, baby?" She laughs, leaning against the bar. "You okay?"

"Alexandrea West Davis!" He shouts again. "Will you marry me?" He asks once he gets down to a knee, holding onto a barstool.

"Shit yeah!" She bounces into his arms, wrapping her limbs around him. Missy grins at the sight.

There's some cheering and whistling that comes from the door. "Opie? When did you get here!?" Tony laughs, setting his now fiancé to her feet before greeting his uncle. "Hey man! I'm getting hitched!"

"Congrats man!" He hits him on the back. "To who?"

Anthony holds his hand out, pulling his fiancé close. "This is momma's friend's daughter, Ali."

"Oh, I think we met at the party we had for Alex and Jax."

"Sure did!" She beams. "Nice to see you again, Hank."

He blushes and looks down. "Hey, congrats. Your parents would be so proud of you."

"Thanks, old man." Anthony nods, leaning over to kiss his girl.

~

Ali and Tony are officially married. Sig and Marge are beyond proud of their grandson. They're having their reception at the Snake Pit.

"I wish that your parents were here today." Marge says, giving the newlyweds a hug. "Welcome to the family, Ali."

"Thanks." She says with a wobbly voice. "It's truly a blessing to be in y'all's family."

"And it's pretty cool to have a son." Will smiles, squeezing Anthony's shoulder. "Your folks would be so proud of you."

"Thanks." He smiles softly. The two older couples wrap their joint in laws in a huge group hug. "We love you guys."

Everyone knows that Alexandrea and Jackson are both watching their son become a man; a married man, a respected man and they cannot wait to watch their blood grow into a father someday. They know that Sig and Marge have gone above and beyond to raise their child and they will always grateful. Times have been tough- hard- for Anthony but now he has Ali, his soulmate, by his side for the rest of his wonderfully blessed life.

~

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