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Delta was startled awake when she heard the front door close to her parents' house. After having dinner with Gemma, they had decided to wait for the boys at the house. When she looked over at the door, she could see that Opie had just arrived, walking over to her in the darkness. "Hey, what time is it?"

"Late. I didn't mean to wake you." Opie breathed as he sat down beside her, collapsing against the couch cushions. "Tig wanted to go back to the clubhouse, and your mother said she had to grab some stuff from the office. . .whatever that is."

"It was probably just an excuse so we could be alone together." Delta said, mostly to herself, before refocusing back on her husband. "What did you find out from the guys? Ma and Tig wouldn't really tell me anything. Although, I don't think they're telling Ma much either."

Opie shook his head. "He's in the wind. They lost him, can't find him, and want me to have you relive your time with him to see if there's somewhere he would go we don't know about." He looked straight ahead, avoiding looking at Delta at all costs. This morning, he was on Cloud 9 being welcomed home with his new wife after a country trip on his bike. After this afternoon, it felt like he'd been suffocating for three days. "But, I don't want to get into it now. I don't want to get into it at all. I just want to enjoy our time together. Haven't even been back in Charming for twenty-four hours and I feel like I need another vacation."

Delta bit her lip when he laid his head in her lap. She gently ran her fingers through his hair. "Well, I've got some news. Part of it is funny."

"I'm all ears. I want to think about something else." Opie hummed, his eyes closing.

Delta glanced at the opened mail on the coffee table. "Um, do you remember when I applied for all those colleges thinking I'd never get into any of them?" His eyes opened as he nodded slowly. "Stanford got back to me."

"Stanford?" Opie shot up from her lap, standing on his feet and nearly towering over her. "You didn't tell me you applied to Stanford!"

Delta frowned, holding up her hands. "Hey! Calm down. I applied there as a joke. I never considered going."

Opie huffed out a breath, shaking his head. "Before we got married, you weren't even talking about going to college. I can't believe you're actually thinking about going. I told you I wanted us to have some time together first."

"Opie, I talked about college. Maybe not Stanford, but I told you I wanted to go to college. I want an education, something outside of the club." Delta fought back, standing up. "You can't expect me to play housewife. You'll be busy with the club. I'll be home when you are. It's not going to take away anything from you." She saw more anger fill his eyes. "I can't believe we're arguing about this! I don't even know if I want to go in the fall. I might want to take a year off."

Opie shrugged his shoulders. "Why wait? I'm sure you'll find plenty of other people there you'll want to hang out with. Who wants to be around their convict husband in a biker gang anyway?"

Delta rolled her eyes. "Oh, fuck you. Now, you're just being childish. You know that I fucking love you. I wouldn't have married you if I didn't, but does that really mean that my whole life needs to revolve around you and the club? I can't have any other goals?"

"Why now? I told you-" Opie started, but Delta cut him off with a shout.

"I know what you said!" She exhaled heavily, closing her eyes as she rested her hands on her hips. "I want that too, but things come up. Life happens. Shit we didn't plan. My God, the whole acceptance letter was supposed to be an icebreakers, because I didn't know how to tell you the real fucking news."

Opie's eyes widened. "There's more?"

Delta scoffed, burying her face in her hands for a brief moment. "You act like it's the end of the world." She watched as he sat down in Clay's usual spot on the recliner, but he looked like he was in actual pain. "You know what - fine. If you want to act this way, maybe I will go to Stanford and live in the dorms and fuck a few freshman. What the hell, I might just give birth to our child there for all you seem to care."

"What?" Opie's eyes turned to saucers as his head whipped to face her. "You're pregnant?"

"Yeah, you knocked me up, Ope. My mom and dad knew at our fucking wedding." Delta snapped at him, crossing her arms over her chest.

Opie stood again, this time shaking his head as if confused. "How did this happen?"

Delta let out a sarcastic laugh as she walked past him towards the foyer. "Do I really need to explain this to you? This isn't some kitty shit where we shared a juice box and now we're bound for eternity. We fucked around like bunnies everywhere from the clubhouse to the janitor's closet at the hardware store. You've got two kids of your own. You should know how this works."

"But, we were careful!" Opie fought back as he followed her, wrapping his hand around her arm to stop her.

Delta whipped her limb away from him though, pointing her finger at him. "Screw careful. Screw everything and everyone. You and I both know that life decides to screw with our plans anyway." She grabbed her car keys and Opie's bike keys off the table and stormed outside to the front lawn with Opie on her heels. "I've got some more news for you." She flung his keys out into the woods beside the house before turning back to Opie. "Your bike is stuck until you find your keys."

Opie jogged into the woods with his phone flashlight turned on. "What the hell is the matter with you?" He began looked around the leaves, trying to see if he could get his flashlight to reflect off anything. But, his attention was diverted when he heard Delta's car engine roar to life. "Delta! Where are you going?" He rushed back out towards her car, yelling at her the entire time to cut it off, but she peeled out of the driveway like she had the quarter-mile to win. "Knowing you, you probably locked the door too!" He grunted before running towards the house and confirming his suspicions.

Jax grunted, groaning in frustration when his phone started ringing just as he was about to get off. Tara matched his grunt below him, trying to pull him back to her. "Ignore it. It's probably Gemma."

He grabbed his phone anyway. "It's Delta. I gotta answer it."

"Gemma probably told her I was here and asked her to call you. Isn't she supposed to be with Opie right now anyway?" Tara questioned, attempting to pull him back again.

Jax shook his head. "There's a chance of that, but my sister calls me when she needs me." He pulled out of her, sitting on the edge of his bed as he answered his phone. "This had better be good."

"What? Crow or Doctor?" His sister's voice rang back through the phone, full of enough sarcasm to battle his mother's voice. "Sorry to interrupt your pussy time. You can bond with Opie over it later."

Jax frowned as he stood up, bouncing slightly to pull his jeans back on. "What are you talking about? What happened with you and Ope?" He tugged on his shirt and excused himself to the bathroom to have some semblance of privacy. He sat down on the toilet seat. "I know he had a rough day today, but he was looking forward to having some time with you."

Delta chuckled sadly. "Yeah, he blew up at me. We got into this full blown argument about whether or not I wanted to go to college. I got an acceptance letter to Stanford, and I told Opie it was a joke. But, he turned into the Hulk about it with a snap of the fingers." She sniffled, despite her best efforts to hide the fact that she had been crying. "I didn't want to tell him that way. I didn't want it to be as fucked up as it was."

Jax rubbed his forehead, hearing more than what she was saying. "Darlin', I know you aren't sad over some shit like that. What's really going on?"

"Jax, I was trying to tell him I was pregnant." Delta breathed, more tears filling her eyes. "I am pregnant. I told him, and he was so mad. He's been so hung up on things just being him and I. He started accusing me of basically not wanting to be with him anymore. Jax, it was horrible." She wiped at her eyes. "I stormed out of the house and left him locked out with his keys somewhere in the yard. I think he left his phone inside too."

"Wait, you're telling me that you're out by yourself." Jax confirmed before bolting from his bathroom and out towards the rest of the clubhouse. "Delta, get your ass back to the clubhouse now."

Delta rolled her eyes. "Jax, I'm fine. But, you fucked up on something. There's rattling under the hood."

Jax shook his head. "Don't pull over to look at it. Just get here, NOW!" He hurried outside, seeing Gemma and Clay with some of the other members around the bonfire. "Where are you?"

"I was on my way. I'll be there in a minute." Delta sighed, seeing the clubhouse just a block away. "I know it was stupid, Jax. I just. . .I wanted things to go different. I wanted him to be happy."

Jax huffed out a breath of relief seeing her headlights. "I know you did, sis. Just get in here." He hung up, sliding his phone into his pocket and hailing her inside the lot. When she was parked, he opened up the car door and pulled her out before hugging her tightly. "You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry." Delta breathed into his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him as well. "You still fucked up my car."

Jax chuckled into her hair. "That's the least of your worries." He kissed her temple. "Congrats by the way. Abel could use a cousin to tousle around with." He pulled back, seeing the small amounts of evidence that she had been crying. "He'll come around. We just unloaded a lot on him today, and I'm sure he just wanted to focus on you."

Delta rolled her eyes. "He's focusing on finding his keys right now."

"Hey baby, what are you doing here?" Gemma asked as she and Clay walked over. She caught the evidence that Jax confirmed with a nod before hugging her daughter. "Shit, I'm sorry. I know you wanted it to go well. I'm guessing that's why you showed up without protection."

Delta huffed out a breath. "Not now. I almost got that lecture from Opie." She saw the confusion on her father's face and grinned at him. "You were right, Daddy. Looks like you're going to be a grandpa in nine months, give or take."

Clay's face broke out into the grin that always reminded Delta of a happy ape before he hugged her. "I knew it. The tradition lives on. Pregnant at your own wedding." He frowned after a moment. "I shouldn't be happy about that."

"Clay, when you drove the car up to the house, did you notice a rattling at all in the hood?" Jax asked as he rounded around the car.

Clay held Delta against his side, huddled under his arm. "No, sounded just like an engine should. Why?"

"Well, I heard rattling on my way down here." Delta explained as Jax popped the hood. She walked over with the light from her phone to help him look around. "Do you see anything that would make that noise? None of the caps are loose."

Jax reached in, seeing a small black box that he hadn't noticed before. "Well, this was probably rattling around. It wasn't attached to anything." He held it up in the light and felt his stomach drop realizing what it was. "Shit. This is a tracking device." He met Delta's eyes. "You're lucky you came straight here. If you would've stormed off somewhere else, he would've followed you."

Clay motioned for Gemma to pull Delta back into her arms before looking at the object himself. "Fucker won't leave her alone."

"Could've been Stahl." Jax suggested as well. "We still don't know whether she's with him or with us." He handed the tracker to Clay as he examined the rest of the car. "But, we could use the tracker to our advantage. If Hale thinks you drive off somewhere and follows you-"

"We could trap him." Delta agreed with a nod of her head.

Gemma held Delta against her tighter. "You aren't suggesting we have Delta drive around until Hale decides to come after her."

Jax shook his head. "No, someone else can drive it. Another person hide in the trunk." He glanced at Delta as he rounded around to the back. "Is the trunk big enough for a person to hide back here?"

"Could probably fit two if you wanted to really have some gun power." Delta estimated as she walked around to Jax. He hit the open trunk button on her key fob before it swung up and open. "Holy shit!"

"Jesus Christ." Jax wrapped himself around Delta, shielding her from what was inside. "It's definitely big enough for a body. Stahl's decaying corpse is in here. And, she ain't fresh."

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