ELEVEN

She tried to take Tig's advice to get some sleep, her body did feel tried with weight but her mind was buzzing. She flipped onto her back on the mattress and stared at the ceiling before letting out a loud sign and getting up to head to the lounge.

She huddled a cup of coffee between her hands while watching the TV without actually knowing what show was playing on screen. The sound of the doorbell made her nervous, surely it wouldn't be Owen. "It's me lass." She was thankful to hear the Scottish accent and put her coffee on the table before answering the front door. "Got dinner." He held up a takeaway bag from the diner town down and she opened the door wider for him to step through.

She closed the door and Chibs was already walking around the house, grabbing plates and drinks from the kitchen to the lounge table. He made himself at home even though he hadn't been in the house for over a month, yet it seemed normal compared to the rest of the day's events.

She took a seat on the couch beside him and unwrapped her burger, she was happy to see that he'd asked for one without tomato. She almost let out a groan at the explosion on her taste buds. "I really needed this." She gestured to the takeaway food and the beer on the table.

"Anytime lass." He watched her as he took a slip of his beer, figuring now was the best of time to bring up the latest situation. "Tig mentioned your brother's found himself trouble again."

"Yeah." She leaned back into the couch, beer in hand. "Is that why you're here?" It hurt to know that Chibs could possibly be here on Clay order.

"I wanted to spend time with my girl." Bonnie didn't bother correctly him about the "my girl" part, maybe things could turn out differently between them. "Even got the blessing from your dad."

"How long have you known?" She glanced over to him with curiosity.

"I may have confront him about his intentions." Chibs admitted causing the woman to screw up her nose, Bonnie wished she could have witnessed that. "I filed a divorce for Fiona."

She felt some hope flicker. "Why?"

"So I can move forward with you." Chibs said, watching her. "That's if you still want me…"

Bonnie realised that Chibs had only filed the divorce for her, not because he care about it but because it held a lot of meaning to her. "I think we can work something out." She answered, liking the idea of Chibs been around more often.

"Does that mean I can kiss ya know?"

"This doesn't mean you're out of the dog house yet, there are-" Chibs cut her off by pulling her into a kiss, successfully cutting off her words and getting her to simply focus on the feel of him.

They pulled apart slowly and she rolled her eyes at the smug smile on his face. "Just eat your damn burger."

The ads of a cooking show flickered across the screen, reminding her of the afternoons spent cooking with Gemma and Luann. "What ever happened to Caruso?" She took another bite of her burger. No one had really mentioned anything about the man since the death of Luann.

"Guess he just moved on." Chibs said casually, not taking his eyes from the TV.

Bonnie glanced at him, she could take a positive guess that Caruso moved upstairs though she hoped that he went downstairs after what he did to Luann and some of the girls.

The morning was pleasant, she simply got to sit at the kitchen bench and watched Chibs cook a Scottish breakfast. "What is that?" She looked at the black circular substance on the pan.

"Black pudding." Chibs put another piece into the greasy pan.

"Do I want to know what that is?"

"I'll tell you afterwards." Chibs answered, knowing that most people wouldn't eat it once knowing where it came from. He finished serving the plates and moved one in front of Bonnie.

The plate contained half a tomato and potato, a piece of bacon, a sausage, mushrooms, baked beans, an egg and black pudding. She liked how there was a bit of everything on the plate but wasn't sure whether she could eat the whole lot. Her first bite was the egg before moving to the other safer foods, leaving the black pudding until last. "It's actually quite nice." Bonnie said taking another bite of the new food. "So what is it?"

"Its pig blood." Chibs admitted finishing the last of his breakfast.

She felt herself stop chewing on the pudding. "Pigs blood?" Bonnie asked unsure whether or not she had heard correct.

"Aye." He picked his plate up and putting it in the sink. "I've got to go and-" Chibs pointed to the front door when a loud knock sounded and the person let themselves in, walking into kitchen to greet them. "Half Sack will be staying with you." The red head prospect gave Bonnie a polite smile. "I'll give ya call when we're done."

"Done with what?" Bonnie asked smiling, realising Chibs hadn't actually told her what he was doing.

"Going to talk to Niners." He said, putting his kutte on.

"Owen." She clicked the pieces together. "Shouldn't I-"

"You will stay here." Chibs bluntly told her and she was prepared to argue back but realised she was the one to go to the Sons for help, and this was their way of dealing with the situation.

Chibs shot a warning look at Bonnie before leaving the house and making his way to the clubhouse. He knew if it hadn't been for large sum of money, the woman would have tried to deal with Owen by herself and that frustrated him beyond reason.

When he pulled up to the club, Tig and Juice were at the picnic table. "What's happening?" Chibs questioned when he reached the guys.

"Clays on the phone to Laroy about the meeting now." Juice answered.

"We should be over-"

"Let's go!" Clay stepped out of the club house with Jax in tow, interrupting Tig.

Tig got over to follow the President, muttering under his breath. "Like I said, we'll be leaving soon." He saddled his bike and started up the engine, waiting on the president and VP. He could see why Chibs wanted to deal with the situation, if he only know how much Tig wanted to terminate the threat towards his daughter. Effectively, Tig wanted Owen taken out and knew that Laroy wouldn't be that impressed to find someone else dealing in his territory. The roar of the president's motorbike caught Tig's attention and he rode out following the VP.

The meeting with the Niners and SAMCRO was in full swing, Chibs stood back with Juice and Opie while Clay, Tig and Jax spoke to Laroy. "You think he'll let us have Owen?" Juice questioned, seeing how agitated Laroy was getting at the news of another dealer.

"One less thing he'd have to worry about." Chibs answered, leaning against his motorbike. He didn't like not knowing what was happening upfront but he trusted Tig would see through with an agreement. They simply needed the green light from Laroy as they already knew where to find Owen, it hadn't taken long for Juice to track the man down. The club wanted to deal with the issue but they didn't want to start unnecessary tension between the Niners and Sons. "Finally." Chibs muttered at seeing the three Sons walked back to them.

"What's the verdict?" Opie asked when the Sons arrived back to the bikes.

"Owens ours." Jax stated, getting onto his bike.

Tig threw the Sons a wild smile. "Let's go get the fucker." Some of the boys shook their heads in amusement as they saddled their motorbikes to get to their next destination.

The house was on the out skirts of Oakland, enough that the Sons wouldn't have to worry about neighbours though they stilled parked their bikes away from the house at a truck stop. "Juice, stay with the bikes." Clay said, putting a hoodie over his kutte.

"We should have brought the Prospect with us." Juice muttered under his breathe with getting placed the job of baby-sitting the bikes.

The remaining Sons started to walk away. "Be a good boy Juicy." Chibs teased, using his knuckles against Juice's head. Juice tried to dodge the move and frowned at Chibs before making his way into the truck stop.

Once the house came into view, there was a red truck parked in the driveway and the TV could be heard from outside. Opie and Jax moved around the house to the back door while Chibs, Tig and Clay took the front door. When they reached the brown solid door, Clay gave Tig a sidewards glance who merely shrugged his shoulders. He turned back to the door and Clay knocked his knuckles on the wood. The sound of loud footsteps reached their ears and the door opened to a young man, he took one look at the men in front of him and went to slam the door but Tig and Clay used their bodies to block the door from closing. The young man went for the back door in which Opie and Jax came through, grabbing the man by the hood of his jumper.

A loud crash came from another room which led the men into the kitchen where a man with red hair slicked back was trying to escape out the window. Tig grabbed him by the shirt and yanked the man back into house. "I'm going to guess your Brady Owen." Tig threw the man into the kitchen bench as Opie brought the young man into the room.

"Who's that?" Clay nodded to the young man.

"My nephew." Brady said out of breathe, trying to wrap his mind around why these men where at his house. "Whatever problem you have, it's not with him."

"That didn't seem to matter when you threatened my girl." Chibs answered, remembering the warning against Ethan and Conan.

Clay stared at Brady for second before coming to a plan. "Lock the boy in one of the rooms, we'll deal with him later." His words set both men off, the young guy struggling against Opie as he led him down the hallway while Brady tried to reach his nephew, Tig took a swing at the man and knocked him in the nose causing Brady to fall to his knees. "Feeling better?" Clay questioned the Sergeant At Arms sarcastically.

Tig threw a smile at his old friend. "It took the edge off."

"Leave some for the rest of us." Chibs replied. He reached forward and pulled Brady into the centre of the lounge. "Someone grab a chair!"

Jax brought in a chair, helping Chibs strap the man into it. "Who's first?" He asked, knowing that at least every Son in the house wanted to throw a punch at Owen. It was one thing to threatening a woman and children but death sentence was put on his head when he threatened their family.

Without a single word, Clay stepped forward and punched the man in the stomach and the punishment begun.

Jax and Clay stood outside the house talking quietly to themselves, Brady was overdone and barely conscious after the last half hour. "What are we going to do about the boy?" Jax asked, knowing they couldn't simply leave him locked in the room.

"He saw us, even without our kuttes we can't take the chance." Clay glanced at his raw knuckles before making a decision. "Get Tig to put a bullet in head and light the house on fire."

Jax stood there for a moment, taking in the orders before going back inside to inform the rest of the guys. He felt tired, and shit was only half done, they still had 'talk' to Mathew about his way of life. Walking into the lounge, Jax went over to softly speak to Tig and the Sergeant at Arms left to make his way down the hallways while the rest of the Sons found some fuel to spread around the house.

The Sons stood outside, waiting for the Sergeant at Arms to come out before lighting the place up. Jax tried not to freeze at the sound of the gun shot from the hallway or make eye contact with Tig when he came to stand next to him a few moment later. Clay flicked a match and threw it into the hallway of the open front door, watching the flames lick together before making his way back to the truck stop.

It was the next day Bonnie went around to her brother's house, she walked into his house and found him sitting at the dining room table simply staring at the grain in the wood. "Mathew?" He didn't response to her and she reached forward to softly place her hand on her brother's arm.

"Hey Bon." He answer back, sitting stiffly in his chair.

"Are you alright?" She questioned at seeing his posture.

"Yeah, yeah." Mathew waved off her concern and got up to make some coffee. "You want a drink?"

"A beer."

"Don't have any in the house, sorry." He added another teaspoon of sugar at the thought of no alcohol.

"None at all?" Bonnie questioned, knowing that he always had a supply.

"A lot of things are going to change." Mathew took a seat back at the kitchen table with the coffee in hand. "I'm going to go into rehab." He said quietly.

She nodded her head slowly, glad that he was going to get some help because obviously whatever he was doing wasn't working. "What about the kids?"

"Would you look after them?" He knew they'd be safe with his sister, she practically brought up the kids. "Take custody?"

"Of course I will." She answered automatically, she wouldn't dare let the boys go into the system.

"Can you take them tonight? Get the boys settled and I'll head off." Mathew had thought the plan out last night after the Sons had left and he figured the sooner it went into action, the better.

"Guess I could take some of their belongings now and pick them up from day care." She tried to work out the best possible way to ease her nephews into living with her. "You'll come around before you head off right?"

"Yeah, say my goodbyes." He finished the last of his coffee and got up to continue his packing. He didn't like leaving his family but staying with his addictions was putting his sister and boys in danger. He hated to admit it but SAMCRO had been right, he also knew that the club protected their own and Bonnie was one of them. "Their bags are at the door." He announced as Bonnie got up to leave.

"I'll see you soon." She said, taking the couple of bags at the door. Already making a list of what needed to be done before picking the boys up – unpacking their bags, food and change of address for the day care was some of those necessaries.

Bonnie was putting the last of the groceries away when Gemma pulled into the driveway, the sound of the kids brought a smile to her lips. She could defiantly get use to having her nephews around, she was always fond of them. "Aunt Bonnie!" Ethan raced into house, his backpack on his back.

"Heya bud, how are you?" She put the orange in fruit bowl and turned her full attention to Ethan.

"We're sleeping here!" Ethan exclaimed with excitement.

"Yep!" She didn't know how to explain that it wasn't a weekend sleepover, more of a couple of months depending on how well the rehab went.

She got caught up in watching the boys play in the yard that she hadn't realised that Gemma was standing beside her until she spoke. "His doing the right thing." Gemma reassured, watching the emotions flicker across the woman's face. "If you need a hand with anything, give the club a call."

"Thanks." She truly meant it, she couldn't have imagine getting this far in life without the support of the club. And now more than ever she would need someone, looking after the boys would be a full time job and with Luann out of business, she didn't have an income. Bonnie had heard rumours though, SAMCRO was talking about pulling CaraCara from the ashes and setting Lyla as the producer. It seemed that not only was Lyla in the good graces with SAMCRO, she seemed to be settling into a steady relationship with Opie. It appeared that Bonnie wasn't the only one to have their life turned around. "Should I do something for the guys, to say thank you?" She thought about baking a chocolate cake for them.

"They know how grateful you are." Gemma helped herself to a beer from the fridge, she didn't usually drink the stuff but after the last few days it would be nice to take the edge off. "And it would be best that you don't mention the last couple of days to anyone." Gemma warned.

"Lips are sealed." She promised, knowing that whatever SAMCRO did to resolve the issue of Brady Owen wasn't by the law.

"I'll leave you with the boys, got some shopping to do." Gemma started to make her way towards the door. "Which reminds me, family dinner tonight!" She ordered. With the last couple of weeks, they hadn't had time to themselves and Gemma wanted to bring everyone back to together and what better way than with food and family.

Bonnie stood in the kitchen at the Teller-Morrow house, helping with preparing the garden salad for dinner. She wasn't the only on there, a few women who seem to have connects with the Sons but unlike other family dinners there were no croweaters hanging around. Gemma had everything prepared, the woman knew how to whip up something in a few hours.

Seeing Lyla at the family dinner with her kid, Piper in hand had confirmed Bonnie's thoughts of her relationship with Opie. She was happy that Opie had found someone else after Donna's death because realistically the man was having trouble with Kenny and Ellie.

Upon arriving at the house, Bonnie was introduced to an unfamiliar woman. Her name was Tara and in the few short moments with her, Bonnie could tell that the family dinner was the last place she wanted to be and the tension between Tara and Gemma, which might have had something to do with the fact that Tara was with Gemma's son, Jax. The women may be butting heads but Jax seemed content to have the woman by his side and Bonnie hoped for his sake that the women would settle their differences for him.

With the two new woman in the kitchen, Bonnie couldn't help but realise the missing presence of Luann. The woman would have made a remark to Tara, no doubt trying to convert her into the business. Bonnie shook her head fondly at the picture playing in her mind.

It was after dinner that Mathew pulled her aside, taking her into Clay's office and pulled out an A4 envelope. "I have everything ready." He opened the envelop and place the papers on the desk.

Bonnie realised that it was the custody papers. "You want to do this now?" She knew it had to be done but figured tonight she could pretend that nothing had changed as everyone joked with one another.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, wanted to get it sorted before I left town." Mathew held the pen out to her.

"You'll come around tomorrow to say good bye to the boys." With the nod of his head, she took the pen from him and signed the custody papers. The papers meant nothing to her, the boys were her nephews and she'd look after them no matter what. Her guess was, Mathew didn't want to take the chance of their mother coming back and taking them.

"Thanks." Mathew said quietly and Bonnie sense that he wasn't just thanking her for signing the papers.

"Just make sure you come back." She answered back.

He shook his head in agreement and pulled her into his arms. "I will." He promised, holding her a little tightly.

Bonnie kept her thoughts on the boys, not on the fact that her brother would be leaving today. Something that did keep her distracted was the Son sitting in her kitchen. Chibs sat at the bench after putting his bag in the bedroom, he seem to be staying at Bonnie's house more than club. "Fiona signed the divorce papers."

She briefly paused, caught off guard by the sudden topic. "That's great." She couldn't help the smile on her lips. She put some grapes on a plate for the boys, making up a small fruit plater for them to munch on. "Well, you know if Kerrianne wants a break from the Irish weather, she's welcomed here." Bonnie's words made a smile appear on Chibs face. He doubted that Jimmy O would ever let Kerrianne stay with him but Bonnies acceptance of his daughter couldn't have made him happier.

"I'll make sure she knows the offer is there." Chibs moved around the bench to lean forward and place a kiss on her lips to express how much her words actually meant to him.

"Chibs!" Ethan ran into the house from the backyard, Conan following close behind.

"Hey little fella." The adults moved apart in time for Chibs to catch Ethan who jumped at him.

"Play with us!" Ethan was already towing Chibs outside before he could answer.

"Aunt Bon…" Conan was struggling to look over the edge of the bench, his eyes were none the less trained on the bowl of fruit that she had been getting ready. Wordlessly, she grabbed the bowl and gave it to the child who happily helped himself to the juicy fruit. "Thanks." He said around a mouth full of fruit.

She smiled, watching Conan hug his bowl of fruit and make his way to sit in the sand pit where Ethan and Chibs fooled around. Gemma had brought the sand pit around earlier that day and the kids were over excited about it, they hadn't left it since the prospect had put it together.

The doorbell rang pulling her attention away from the three boys to answer the door. Her smile transformed into a tight one when she opened the door to find Mathew standing there. "Hey." She stepped aside to let him inside. "Are you…" She couldn't finish without her eyes watering up.

"Bon." At seeing his sister getting upset, he pulled her into a hug and tried to come her down. "I'm coming back." He promised once again.

She leaned back from his embrace and swiped her under her eyes with her hands. "I'll go get the boys." She whispered. Placing a kiss on her brother's cheek, she headed into the backyard. "Boy!" She walked closer to the sand pit to see the castle that Ethan was making. "Dad's inside." The mention of their father caught the boys' attention and they quickly got up, racing inside.

Chibs stood up and came to stand beside Bonnie, putting his arm around her waist. "You alright?" She nodded her, leaning into his side for comfort. From where they stood, the pair could see Mathew and the boys talking before they were pulled into a hug. "Guess we should go inside?"

"Damage control." Bonnie signed, not looking forward to the multiple questions that the boys would ask. She found Chibs hand and together they walked into the house to say their final goodbyes.

It wasn't until later that night, she was sitting beside the bath tub while Conan and Ethan playing in the water that the questions started. "When is dad coming back?" Ethan paused with a handful of bubbles to look at his aunt.

"Soon buddy." The amount of time that Mathew would be gone depended on long he could stay clean. "How about some ice-cream?" The frown on the young boys face immediately transformed into a smile.

The boys quickly got themselves out of the bath, Bonnie wrapping them both in a towel and helped Conan dry himself while Ethan had ran off to the lounge talking wildly to Chibs. She managed to get Conan's pyjama pants on before he took off to find his brother. Following behind Conan, she couldn't help the smile at seeing Chibs helping the other boy get into his pyjamas as she passed to the kitchen.

She pulled out four bowls and scoped the chocolate ice-cream into them, adding hundreds and thousands to the boy's bowls. Grabbing spoons, she handed Conan a spoon and his bowl of ice-cream. She took the two other bowls out to the lounge table in which Chibs managed to slip Ethan's arms through the shirt holes before the boy's attention was lost to the dessert. Bonnie switched the TV on the kid's channel, getting Ethan to settle in front of the screen and went back for her own bowl.

She passed Conan slowly making his way to lounge, his attention focused on eating his ice-cream more than his walking pace. With her bowl in hand, she guided Conan to the arm chair in the lounge and took a seat on the couch next to Chibs. She curled her legs underneath her and got comfortable. Taking in the scene in front of her from the smiling kids to the man against her to realise that in this life there was hard times, but the laughter of the kids and the support from the Sons made the other moments that much sweeter.