IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS, June and Happy lay in bed, snuggled up and still naked, the last hours of the night a blur because they had consumed a little more alcohol than they had planned.

June slowly woke up from her deep sleep, a soft groan leaving her lips as a throbbing headache formed immediately. Maybe she was too old for these parties after all, but she had enjoyed the little break and the famous SAMCRO parties anyway.

Still a little dazed, June blinked a few times against the bright sun shining through the small window into Happy's room, his arm still wrapped tightly around her waist from behind. A smile tugged at her lips when she heard his soft snores, sighing contentedly as his steady breath grazed her shoulder, the tip of his nose brushing her skin.

She had missed waking up like this, in Happy's arms, safe and carefree.

Nevertheless, she had to involuntarily wriggle out of his grasp. She sat up grumbling, rubbing the side of her head before pushing her hair back with her fingers, sneaking into the bathroom.

Once she had emptied her bladder, she washed her face, gathered her chin-length hair in a short, low ponytail and looked in one of the drawers for a toothbrush. Happy had always been a neat freak. As in his room, everything in the bathroom was neat and clean, so she quickly found a toothbrush that was still wrapped.

After brushing her teeth and a quick shower, she slipped out of the bathroom again, this time with a towel wrapped around her body.

"Mornin'", Happy croaked as he leaned comfortably against the headboard. Lust flashed in his eyes at the sight of his wife in only a towel, his cock twitching under the thin blanket. "You could've said something."

"Well, I didn't want to wake you", June chirped with a sweet smile and slowly walked towards him. "But you know..", teasingly she let her fingertips dance over his chest, tugging lightly on the towel until it fell to the floor. "What we can do in the shower, we can do here too."

Happy's eyes narrowed, his lips dry as he slid his tongue over them while June stood in front of him in all her glory, just a few inches away.

"You're a tease, woman." With a quick movement the blanket flew to the side and his hands were on her hips, pulling her onto his lap. He looked at her with a grin, kneading her ass with one hand while rubbing her thigh with the other, drawing a contented sigh from her. "You better give me what I missed in the shower."

"Mm...if you're nice enough", the former Teller said cheekily, tilting her head so she could place kisses along his neck, smiling to herself as she heard him sigh.

Happy was about to flip them over pound into her, but he stopped June in her tracks, making her look at him in confusion as his hands stopped her from grinding her core against him.

"What is it?", she asked softly, placing her hands on his chest.

"Come back home, baby", he croaked, rubbing circles against her lower back with his palm, his tone serious. "I want my family back, all three of you. I fuckin' miss you, June."

"We miss you too, Hap", she replied with a small smile, moving a hand to his cheek. Slowly, she ran her thumb over his stubble. "Can you assure me that you'll never do that to me again? That you'll stay with the kids and me no matter what dangers come?"

Happy hesitated. Not because he wasn't sure, but because he hated having to face the possibility of putting his family in more dangerᅳ but the constant worry was something he had to live with if he wanted June and his girls back.

"I won't do this to you and our kids again", he promised croakily, pulling her closer to him. "I'm not stupid enough to make the same mistake twice."

"Good, because I won't forgive you a second time", she said urgently, gently grabbing his face. When their eyes met, June bit her bottom lip. "Uh, is there any chance you'd move in with the girls and me?"

Happy ran his hand up June's back, his face falling into a frown. "Why? You don't wanna come back? Something wrong with the house?"

"No, it's not that", June shook her head slightly, arching her back a little to better snuggle up against Happy. "But the kids and I really put a lot of work into Jax' house, it's closer to town and also to my studio. But if you don't feel comfortable, then that's okay."

Happy's head rolled back against the wood of the headboard, his features not giving away anything until he finally nodded. "No, you're rightᅳ it really is closer to everything. Closer to the club too."

But he didn't look entirely satisfied, not very convinced by the idea, whereupon June tilted her head to the side. "But you don't sound happy with it. Want to tell me why?"

"It's just..", the SAA shook his head, grunting. Sometimes he was annoyed with himself for how emotional he was when it came to his own family. "All the memories we made there. Shit, Alanna was born in that damn houseᅳ and just like Callie, she took her first steps there, said her first words. We celebrated all our birthdays there and; you said 'yes' to me in that house."

God, he probably sounded like a pussy, but that's how he felt. He wasn't ready to let the house and all the memories go.

"Damn Lowman", June muttered, her eyes covered with tears. For a moment, she felt cold compared to him. Sure, she loved all the memories, but she just realized how attached Happy was to their house. "I'm sorry, I think I've been trying to block all of that out", she said apologetically, rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks. "Okay, I'll come back with the girlsᅳ I miss our house just as much."

Grunting, he leaned his forehead against hers, caressing her sides before resting his hands on her hips. "You sure, little girl?"

"Absolutely sure", she murmured, stealing a kiss from his lips. "As long as we're together, I don't really care where we are."

"I fuckin' love you, you know that, woman?" A deep, low growl vibrated through Happy's throat as June began grinding her core against his again, nodding with an innocent smile. "Now show me what I missed in the shower", he demanded, his voice hoarse.

"I love you too, baby", June said sweetly.

With the slightest smirk, she settled into a more comfortable position, straightened her back and sank down onto his rock-hard cock, which got immediately swallowed by her warm walls, drawing a deep groan from the man who dug his fingers deep into her flesh.

"Good girl, that's it", he breathed against her ear, nibbling at her earlobes. "Now move", he told her with a growl, jerking her body against his as he left open-mouthed kisses on her neck, making the woman on top of him whimper.

"Anything you want", a moan slipped past her lips before she, for once, took control and enjoyed every moment of it.

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ONLY A WEEK LATER, June carried the last box from her SUV into the house, exhaling loudly as she placed it on the floor in the hallway and rubbed the dust from her jeans before taking a long look around.

She was back home. A smile crossed her slightly sweaty face, a hint of peace filling her chest as her eyes landed on the threshold of the kitchen; where Callie had taken her first steps and had walked straight into Alanna's arms a little over two years ago.

Scanning the other side of the house, June's blue eyes landed on the well-used armchair that stood next to the couch in the open living room, the brown leather fabric already clearly worn but Happy had always resisted getting rid of the old piece of furniture. The SAA had spent sleepless nights on it with baby Alanna and although, according to his stories, he had almost lost his mind a few times in the first few weeks, it was precisely this time that had ensured the close bond between the two.

So yes, the chair would stay here forever if it even made it from Tacoma to Charmingᅳ and a big part of June wished she had known Happy better already while he lived still in Washington so they both could've raised Alanna together.

But June was all the happier to be able to do this with him again now; without the stupid rule that Happy could only see the kids on weekends.

"Is that the last box?" Gemma came around the corner in full on cleaning mode, her hair up and her sleeves rolled back as she headed toward June. "Callie's and Alanna's things are all put awayᅳ you do your own things, who knows what I'll find in your boxes. After all, you were alone for over a year", she chuckled with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

"Ew Mom, don't say that." June grimaced in disgust, pushing the box forward a little with her foot. Sure, she had a few things her mom shouldn't see, but they were already in a box in the garage. "But yeah, this is the last box. I wanna make sure to be done with everything by the time Happy and the kids get back."

"When should they be back?" Blowing a strand of her bangs out of her sight, Gemma rested her hands on her hips, studying June closely. "You look happy, baby."

"Tonight, at least the kids got to see Maria again", she hummed contentedly, but Callie and Alanna had both missed their other grandmother, even though they had still seen the woman every few weeks.

At Gemma's statement, the former Teller just shrugged and flashed her mother a small, genuine smile. "Because I am. And before you say 'I told you so', I never said I wouldn't be happy to finally be home again."

"I'm not here to tell you anything. And I'm sorry that I didn't support you more in your decision from the beginning", the matriarch said sincerely as she patted June's cheek before she picked up the box. "But I knew that you and Happy could work on this, that you had a future together."

"Well, you were right, but I still wouldn't have forgiven him if he had actually cheated on me", June murmured under her breath as she headed for the bedroom, her heart doing a flip when she saw the marital bed. "It was so weird without him.."

June let her fingertips dance over the thick, brown bedspread that, as expected, was neatly placed over the made bed. "I can't wait to finally fall asleep here again tonight, in his arms."

"That's good, baby." Gemma put the box down next to the dark brown dresser and stood behind June, her hands on June's arms which she gave a motherly squeeze. "You'll always be his number one, his Old Lady, the mother of his childrenᅳ you June, no one else. None of the whores could ever give him what you can give him."

"I know that." At her mother's emotional words, the Lowman woman swallowed softly and leaned against Gemma as the older woman wrapped her arms around her, whereupon June closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. "Thank you Mom; for your help and encouragement, even though we've had a difficult few months."

"I'm still your mother and I always will be, like it or not", Gemma hummed with a slight grin as she pulled away from June, simply proud of the woman her daughter had become. "And now tell me what else I can do before we both start crying."

"Okay, probably a good idea", June chuckled, tears already forming in her eyes which she quickly blinked away and pointed to the box. "The box is safe", she taunted cheekily. "Maybe you can put the clothes in it in the dresser and I'll quickly head to the grocery store so I can make us something to eat."

"Sounds good, then at least I don't have to cook today", Gemma replied with a huff, followed by a laugh. Even though she loved taking care of others, she also enjoyed not having to stand in the kitchen sometimes. "Are you good with Alfredo?"

"Alfredo is always a good idea", June chirped on the way to the door, shaking her head with a smile as she finally disappeared into the hallway.

Apparently not only her relationship with Happy was working again, but also the one between her mom and her.

Humming to herself, she threw her cell into her bag, slung it over her shoulder and grabbed the car keys from the dresser in the hallway before she went outside and shut the door behind her.

Not expecting anything unusual, June walked over to her car. But her face fell into skeptical horror as she opened the driver's side and hid her nose in the crook of her arm as a pungent smell hit her, probably from the dead crow on her seat.

"What the fuck?!" June almost gagged as she got closer. Without touching anything, she leaned forward to read the note, the crow's blood all over the wrinkled paper.

'Watch out, next time it might be youᅳ or one of your precious mini-crows. Big mistake getting back with the enemy again.'

June's heart rate rose rapidly. She had grown up in the club, she knew that this was a message, a warning. A warning to all Old Ladiesᅳ the crow, of course, the most obvious symbol of this. And by mini-crows they, whoever this was, probably meant Callie and Alanna, which made her heart sink.

June looked around frantically, but there was no one there, even though she had barely been in the house for more than five minutes. This was anything but funny and it was time for Happy to tell her more about this little war with the Argent Devils.

She quickly took a photo with her phone, which she immediately sent to Jax, rushed back into the house and told Gemma about what had just happened before she called Happy to make sure the kids and him were okay.

These sick bastards would regret threatening Happy Lowman's Old Lady and even his children.

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