As expected, it had been difficult for her to say goodbye to Jesse again, she could easily leave everything else behind. Joy and excitement flowed through her body as she walked through her fully furnished apartment a week later and checked every room to make sure everything was really how she liked it.

Happy, Jax, Juice and Rat had placed the furniture wherever she wanted and Gemma and Tara had helped her put things away and decorate in the last few days. This really felt like home, a place where she could be whoever she wanted and have people around who cared about her. Madison has always been a simple person and that's all she ever wanted.

Actually, the only thing missing now was a job where she would earn a little more money, but for now she wanted to help Gemma out in the office and she wouldn't let Izzy down, especially since she had already formed a bond with Rico.

“And, do you like it baby?”, Gemma handed her a cup of tea as Madison entered the kitchen, by now everyone knew the brunette couldn't stand coffee⸺ except her iced coffee.

“Yes, it's perfect! Exactly what I had in mind”, she hummed, smiling, cupping the hot mug in her hands and bringing it to her lips to take a sip. She then smirked. “Without your help, I'd probably still be cleaning out my old apartment with Jesse.”

“It couldn't get fast enough for me. At least now I can know for sure that you're staying.” Gemma lifted a corner of her mouth, her vulnerable side fighting through again as it had done so many times since Madison came here a little over two months ago.

“Did you think I'd change my mind again?”, the brunette asked cautiously, sympathy flooding through her as Gemma nodded.

“To be honest, yes. You said how important your brother is to you and that he won't be moving here. And you didn't know anyone here, you were all alone at the beginning”, Gemma explained with a slight shrug.

“That's right. But I came here to start over. I would only have left if nobody here wanted me. But that wasn't the case”, she answered honestly and leaned against the kitchenette. “I never felt so welcomed before.”

“I'm just glad you're here now, that I have the chance to make up for the mistake I made back then.” Gemma cleared her throat before she could get too emotional, a grin now on her lips. “And now you're even an Old Lady. Happy's Old Lady at that.”

“Who would have thought, huh?” Madison interjected with a chuckle, setting her cup aside. “But the tattoo is still missing, only then will I be a real Old Lady.”

“Happy is working on it right now, isn't he?”, the older woman asked.

“Yeah, he's at his house working on it. I think he needs his space for that. I'm really curious what he comes up with”, she said eagerly, looking briefly at her phone that was lying on the kitchen counter. The vibration of it caused her to tense up. She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.

“What did you tell him you're imagining?” Gemma asked curiously, but then frowned as she saw Madison's mood change abruptly and put a hand on her hip. “The person has called twice in the last fifteen minutes. Do I need to know something?”

“I told him he can come up with something he liked, but that I'd like to have sunflowers and daisies included”, the brunette said, although it was difficult for her to concentrate on that. When Gemma then asked about the caller, she could hardly contain her concern.

But, was it still concern or was it already fear? It didn't matter, she had a bad feeling about this and all she wanted was peace⸺ peace from the person who had been trying to drive her insane for weeks.

“I've been getting calls from an unknown number for two weeks. At first I always answered, trying to get the person to talk, find out who it was..but nothing”, the brunette murmured, desperation clearly simmering in her words. “Happy, Juice and Jax know about this. Juice tried to trace the caller but even he couldn't help, after all there's no number to track.”

“How come I don't know about this, Madison?” With a look at the phone, which vibrated again, and then back to her daughter, her stare became so insistent that a shiver ran down Madison's spine.

“Because I didn't want to get you all worried, mom”, she admitted with a sigh. Only when Gemma stared at her with wide eyes did she actually realize what she had said⸺ how she had just called the woman in front of her.

“You called me Mom.” Madison heard the brunette with the blonde highlights in her hair swallow hard and right now she wasn't sure if Gemma was touched or upset.

“Yeah..well..it just slipped out like”, she cleared her throat, her cheeks turning a little red. For her it was also a weird situation, not only for Gemma. “Sorry if this is too early for you. I know⸺”

“Oh, stop it, baby.” A few seconds later she found herself in Gemma's arms, which were wrapped so tightly around Madison that it was difficult for her to breathe. “It's always been a dream of mine, long before you ever came to Charming.”

Madison didn't care at all about getting the air squeezed out of her lungs. Instead, she wrapped her petite arms around Gemma as well, hugging her even tighter and resting her cheek against her shoulder. The lump in her throat only grew bigger when she heard Gemma sniffle. That it meant so much to the matriarch that Madison  had called her Mom stirred up whole new feelings in the brunette. She could have had a mother her whole life who would have given her everything that Diane could never or simply didn't want to give her and that was destroying her emotionally right now.

But as humble as she was, Madison choked back her tears and wanted to be there for Gemma and appear strong. Only when the older woman slowly broke away from the hug and took Madison's face in her hands did the brunette look up at her with a faint smile.

“So you're okay with me calling you that?”, she asked again just to be sure. Sometimes she would probably still call Gemma by her name, simply because calling her Mom was still kind of  unfamiliar.

“More than okay, honey. I'd love to hear that more often from now on”, Gemma assured her, a sincere smile on her lips. “And we will find a solution for the calls. I won't let anything happen to you and neither will Happy or Jax.”

Madison smiled weakly, genuinely grateful for all the help she got from everyone. The young woman had no regrets moving to Charming in hopes of finding a family. Because that's exactly what happened⸺ she found a family.

⸺

She had been lying on her bed for two hours, Happy next to her on a small stool with his tattoo kit next to him. Paint, tattoo gun, wipes and disinfectant as well as foil and an ointment for afterwards were all spread out on a small table next to him, which he had brought with him beforehand.

Her reaction to his drawing surprised him a bit but also boosted his ego. Seeing how emotionally touched she had been by his drawing was something he hadn't expected. The joy in her eyes and the smile on her lips made the hours of work on the design with it.

He was just finishing the finishing touches and putting his name under the crow, which was what he was most proud of. You couldn't tell from his face since his expression was relatively stoic as always, and also concentrated, and yet his chest filled with pride to see his name on her upper body.

Also, the longer it would take him, the longer he could catch glimpses of her body, which was only covered by her black lace bra and a pair of joggers. He actually found it difficult not to pounce on her, to fuck her right here and now. Maybe he would later, but first he wanted to finish his work.

And after another thirty minutes he was done. After carefully wiping the rest of the paint off her skin, he helped her sit up and laid his hand on her thigh, quite high up.

“You can check it out, little girl”, he rasped, pulling her in for a kiss that was amazingly gentle, yet so longing.

A sigh escaped her throat and flowed into the kiss, which she returned without hesitation and slipped her tongue between his lips for a moment. She didn't know exactly what it was, but watching Happy tattoo her and immortalize himself on her skin had her panties soaked. The pain hadn't bothered her, it hadn't been that painful at all.

Happy growled excitedly into the kiss and roughly grabbed her ass to press her pelvis against his crotch, which made her moan at the feel of a bulge in his jeans. His hand disappeared in her hair, which he tugged lightly, drawing another moan from her.

“Your fucking hot, baby”, he mumbled against her soft skin as he kissed down her neck, leaving a wet trail.

Eyes closed and head tilted to the side, Madison hummed softly and scratched her nails gently across the back of his neck. “So are you, handsome.”

Before that could continue though, she slid off his lap onto which Happy had pulled her earlier and gave him an innocent smile as he just mumbled something incoherent and adjusted his pants.

“Sorry baby, but I wanna see my tattoo first”, she winked happily and walked in front of the large golden Victorian style mirror that stood in the corner of her bedroom and brushed her hair to the side to admire Happy's full work.

She wasn't often emotional, or at least she didn't show it all the time, but she let out a gasp at the sight and covered her mouth with a hand. Tears of joy welled up in her eyes as she stepped closer to the mirror.

She didn't know whether it was his name or the beautiful field of flowers that surrounded the crow, but it was probably the tattoo in general that left her speechless at first. She'd only had one other tattoo so far, a  bouquet of sunflowers and daisies just below the crook of her arm, and she hadn't reacted nearly as emotionally to that one.

“You like it?” Happy's raspy voice asked, his arms now wrapped around her from behind as he planted kisses on her shoulder, still keeping his eyes on her as he watched her reaction in the reflection.

“Like it? I absolutely love it, Happy”, she choked out, still ecstatic, and slowly leaned into his arms, her head now turned to the side so she could steal a kiss from his lips. “Thanks baby, nobody could've done it better.”

“Good”, he grumbled contentedly before kissing  her once again and tightening his grip on her a bit. “Now you're officially my Old Lady, little girl. You're all mine.”

The tingling of joy and excitement in her stomach was hard to tame when she heard that she was now officially his Old Lady. She actually wore that title now. Happy belonged only to her and vice versa. And because of the tattoo, everyone else could now see that now, too.

“I like that”, she smiled sheepishly, turning in his arms only to be picked up by him and lifted onto his hips, his hands resting on her ass for a good grip.

“I want you, baby. Show me that I'm only yours”, she purred in his ear and pulled his shirt over his head, which she threw into a corner and shortly afterwards ran her hands over his tattooed chest.

“You don't have to say that twice, woman”, he growled, and his cock was rock hard and ready within seconds. He threw her onto the bed, always careful not to touch her tattoo, before trailing kisses down her body. The SAA buried his head between her legs after pulling off her pants.

He wouldn't give her much sleep tonight and she probably wouldn't give him much either.