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

"So I nominate that James wears his motorcycle onesie, with the cute jeans." Ellie said watching me do my makeup.

"Or how about the Batman one? with the same jeans" Kenny piped up

"Well maybe we can put him in the batman one for now, and at the wedding he can wear the motorcycle one." I answered, watching both kids smile

"When is dad coming home?" Ellie asked

"Well Uncle Jax and the rest of the guys are coming back and then I think they have to take care of some business so maybe this afternoon."

"In time for the wedding." Ellie said excitedly

"I would hope. If not I will be forced to marry myself, and thats no fun." I laughed, "Now what should we eat for breakfast?"

"Cake!" Kenny yelled

"Ok pancakes it is." I said smiling as I picked a now crying James out of his crib.

He was perfect, I couldn't be prouder that I had this perfect little boy, who only cried once and a while and having big hazel eyes like his daddy. I didn't see much of myself in him but I was ok with that. I held him while helping Ellie and Kenny make pancakes until Piney walked in, "Want some help princess?"

"I mean if you want to take your grandson for a bit, you can." Handing my bundle of joy to him, as Kenny started flipping the pancakes off the griddle, while Ellie buttered them. I could believe that soon this would all be mine

."So who walking you down the bike aslie?" Piney asked

"Well I figured you would ya old coot."

"What about Clay?"

"He'll deal." I snapped before calmly going, "I mean I can just ask Juice to hold James."

"Well I don't know when they will be back but I'm sure Juice would love some baby time."

"Grandpa, you want some pancakes?" Ellie asked, shoving a plate in front of him and her sleeping brother.

"I swear Pops, he sleeps more then anyone I know." placing him in a pack in play to sleep his heart away.

After breakfast and the kids convincing Piney to watch hours of cartoon, the man of the hour walked in, a gleam in his eye as he pulled a beer out of the fridge. James was nested in my arms,drinking from his bottle, while I sat with a beer in front of me.

"So, we are really doing this?" Opie asked sitting next to me

"Like I said this morning, I'm in it for the long haul." I smiled as he kissed me, then whispered, "Mrs. Winston."

"I have to go to the reservation, wanna take the alien?" I asked handing James over.

"I'll see you soon lovie."

"I'll see you soon Babe. E, wanna go with me?"

"Sure G!" She excitedly screamed, jumping from the couch and pulling her shoes on.

"Well grab your dress, and You four," I pointed my finger between Piney, Kenny, and Opie, "Be ready soon, I Dos in three."

"Ready!" Ellie said running to the car as I leaned down and kissed the top of our son's head.I pulled up to the reservation to find some bikes already packed outside, I assumed they all were sitting in the trailer of Unser's truck that I rented to use as a dressing room for the Winston and Teller/ Knowles family. As I approached the door I heard the undeniable voice of my father, "So you all understand the plan correct?"

"Ya Prez. We take out the Russians tonight, who kindly accepted the invite and we dump em on Hale's new investment." Tig replied

"You think Unser will give Happy another truck, if we tell him that Gracie needs another one?"

"Well why don't I call and ask him?" I asked, they clearly didn't hear me come in the back, because they all jumped.

"How much did you hear?" Clay snapped

"It all, I get it, didn't want to ruin the mood so you met without Opie, in secret. You want the truck, I'll call, hell I will even drive it for you. Just don't come back bloody."

"What would Opie think if you disappeared?" Happy asked

"Tell him it's club shit and I'll tell him later, when we aren't surrounded by a bunch of biker gangs. I mean I can handle this, I did it when you were inside, and I think I did beautifully."

"Ya did Gracie." Chibbs answered

"Fine." Clay grumbled pushing passed me and Ellie, who happened to follow me in. One by one they all left, till it was just me and Jax, along with Ellie. While she got dressed in her dress, and I curled her hair Jax talked to me, while I heard the others start to set up outside.

"Where's Ope?"

"At home with Piney and the boys. Hopefully getting ready."

"You know you don't have to do this, it's your wedding."

"Jeez Jax, ain't like I'm pulling the trigger. I'll drive the get away car, while my husband dances with his kids and has fun."

"Hey E. Wanna give me and Gracie a sec. By the way you look gorgeous darling." He flashed Ellie a smile as she bounced out of the back and ran to help Juice with the flowers.

"If the Russian figure out you are helping us..."

"Christ Jack-Jack, while you were inside I dealt with Mayans, Niners, Nords and Ira, along with all the other shit you guys do, I kept books like I did, raised three kids, helped Tara, and made sure the fucking club didn't go under. By now I think everyone knows I am helping you now, which probably confuses the hell out of them since the only ones in SAMCRO are white guys. I'm already a target and I am sure I can handle this shit."

"Ok. I appreciate your help I just don't want to ruin your day."

"You won't as long as you don't come back bloody. Now what truck will I be driving tonight." As I reached for my phone.

"It's bad luck for the Groom to see the bride." Opie said as he walked into the truck. I was already dressed and had Tara doing my hair, while Juice sat there holding the flower crown Ellie had presented me with moments ago. I smiled and said, "I think it is ok for today, rather see you then someone else."

"You look gorgeous by the way."

"Did you help the boys get ready, and Pops?"

"Yes I did Mrs. Winston. Anything else you want me to do?"

"Well I mean..."

"Gross." Tara and Juice said, acting as though they were disgusted but smiling while they did.

"I was going to say that he could make sure Piney isn't wasted, you nasties." I joked back.

"I was thinking you were going to ask me to find your husband." Opie piped up.

"Hair's done, Juice, the crown." Tara instructed as Juice placed the crown over my curled updo.

"And now I'm the fucking queen." I whispered, causing them all to smile.

"I don't know if Gemma would like hearing you say that." Tara replied

"Well..." I quickly stopped myself, for the boys didn't know of the letters Tara found in Jax's bag after he went inside, the only ones who knew were Tara, Piney and I. I wasn't surprised by the news, but I also didn't want him to be overthrown, not yet. I just wanted Jax and Ope as the new leaders, making me and Tara the new queens and to get out of the on coming blood war that was approaching. "Well if Piney is walking me down, I would like him not to be black out drunk." I finished saying, flashing a smile

"What about Clay?" Juice asked

"Well I would like Piney to do it, so Clay can handle it. Now Juicy Fruit, what do you think I should say for vows?"

"You don't have vows yet?" Tara asked concerned

"We figured we would wing it." Opie piped up sitting on the table which held a mirror, hair stuff, and makeup along with a lit lamp.

"Yea, Hey Opie can I curl your hair?" I asked. He was growing it out, along with the beard, so it was now as long as my hair, and it was quite interesting when I start playing with it.

"Not today Lovie." He whispered as he kissed my check, then Gemma popped up at the back

"Grace, why the hell is Piney saying he is walking you down the aisle?"

"Because he is, and why do you have my baby."

"Because he is my grandson." She said defensively

"Gemma, please not today, just let her have her day." Tara piped up as we glared at eachother. Finally Gemma handed James to Juice and stormed off.

Juice and James were like two peas in a pod sometimes, he loved carrying him around and talking to him in a baby voice all day. I hadn't told Juice yet that I wanted him to hold him during the wedding, which he would probably do now that he had him. He would only give him up to Opie or me, since he knew I didn't feel comfortable with him around Clay and Gemma. I didn't need him belittled by them like I was.

"You would make a cute dad one day Juicy Fruit." I said before kissing his cheek.

Juice was probably one of my best friends from the club, he was like a kid brother instead of a fatherly or uncle figure, he was fun to be around, and if I didn't think he wouldn't accept the idea of wearing a dress, he would have been my maid of honor. He beamed as he looked at my son and then he carefully climbed from the truck and took his seat. As i watched him leave Opie snaked his arms around my waist and rested his head on mine, "it looks wonderful."

"Opie, we are hitting the Russians tonight." I whispered

"So what, we are ditching our own wedding."

"No, you are going to have fun with the kids and Piney."

"And you?"

"Will be back as soon as I can"

"What?" he questioned, grabbing and moving the sliding door down while pulling me in.

"I told you, you have fun while I'm gone." I whispered

"Are you..." I knew what he was getting at, I had to shoot someone who drew on me at a drop, I usually drove the van holding the goods, but that time I was on his bike and Happy drove, They pulled, aimed, but I was faster and the guy fell. I hadn't actually killed someone, and doing it a month after birth didn't help the emotions.

"No, I'm the driver, I'll be safe. Just occupy the kids, make sure Piney doesn't slip James some vodka."

"He won't. Be safe?"

"Always baby, Always."

"However did I get a bad ass old lady." He whispered as he once again snaked his arms around my waist.

"Because I am the daughter of a bad ass biker, the stepsister to another badass biker and the stepdaughter to a bitch, also I was raised around bad ass bikers, old ladies, and sluts, so I learned."

"Don't forget the two handsome, bad ass boys who helped guide you through childhood." He smiled.

"Oh yea, I forgot about them."

"So when should we reopen the door?"

"Not until we hear Gemma or Clay flipping their lids."

"So 2 seconds?"

"Make that one."

"I'm her Goddamn Father! I will definitely have a fucking say!"

"Well she asked me so, I think I will."

"You know something old man I outta..."

"CLAY!" I screamed throwing the sliding door open and storming towards the two bickering old men.

"Grace, what is this shit?" he asked

"Simple this is you calming down and taking your damn seat. Or you and Gemma being removed."

"But I am your loving father, I should do it, not Piney."

"Well I asked Piney since he pretty much was my father figure. Now sit your ass down Old man or I will have Happy remove you."

An hour later I found myself standing across from Opie, with no words coming to my mouth. I was asked for my vows, but I couldn't sort out a clear sentence. I just looked at Opie and said,

"Today I am marrying my bad ass biker warrior, who has been my best friend since diapers and will remain my best friend, and I will be by your side always, even when we are back in diapers."

"Grace Lee, I love you with every bone I have, since I saw you in pull ups I knew there was something different about you, however I didn't figure it out until we were 7 and you punched me in the face, giving me a black eye. Do you remember why you slugged me that day?"

"You told me to go play with my barbies." I giggled.

"And then you slugged me, and showed me that you were different because you didn't do typical girl things. And I don't think it really turned into a crush until 13, look at us now, we have been through shit but still here, getting married, which we both swore we would never do. Glad Jax is still keeping his word towards that promise."

I looked at Jax and saw the smile. Only Jax, Tara, and I knew that promise was now broken by all three of us, but to not take away from our moment the couple decided to keep it a secret. I smiled as Opie muttered, "I love you Gracie Lee, forever."

"And what else?" Jax asked causing Opie and I to smile.

"I promise to treat you as good as my leather and..."

"Ride you as much as my harley." All of Samcro screamed as I looked into Opie's eyes, smiling as I kissed him, causing a loud uproar.

"So this is real now." I whispered

"It's real." He whispered back