AN: I'm back. I use my phone to write this story and the ungrateful piece of technology decides to malfunction. I'm good now and I'm back.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognizable as a part of the Wonderful World that Kurt Sutter created. I do own my OCs (they complain a lot).


Chapter 6: Ghost of Wives Past

6 Months Later

I was sitting in the office at TM filing some paperwork. I was only working half days at the nail shop due to me being 5 months pregnant. I had my back to the door and didn't see the customer that had walked in to the office. When I turned around I was looking at the former Mrs. Opie Winston. If looks could kill she would've dropped where she stood.

"Is Opie around?" Donna asked. This bitch didn't say hi, kiss my ass nothing before asking that.

"Well hello to you too, Donna. Nice to see you after almost 6 years." was my very sarcastic reply.

After an awkward ass five minute silence, I was just about to answer Donna's inquiry about Opie's whereabouts when the man himself walked into the office.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Opie asked Donna with 6 years of resentment sprinkled into the inquiry.

"Can we talk in private?"

"You can say whatever it is in front of my Old Lady." The brief but obviously look of shock on Donna's face was priceless.

"I need you to sign over your parental rights. I'm getting married and he wants to legally be the kids' father."

"You could have mailed him the paperwork." I said. Donna didn't look happy I opened my mouth. I didn't give not one fuck. "You came here thinking Opie would be miserable. Didn't you? You thought he'd be a wreck without you." I said laughing my ass off.

Opie took the papers from Donna signing them and handing them back while I was still laughing. That bitch had hella nerve coming to Charming to gawk at someone being miserable. Donna walked away looking disappointed that Opie wasn't wallowing in the misery she caused.

I looked at Opie and had to ask "You good?" Opie replied by kissing me passionately before smacking my ass on his way back into the garage.

I was sitting in the diner waiting on my to go order when no other than the ghost of wives past, Donna walked in. I sent a half assed prayer to any deity that might listen that she didn't speak to me. Apparently the deities weren't in a giving mood.

"How does is fill living my life?" Donna asked.

"Wouldn't know. I didn't leave my Old Man while he did a prison bid."

"You'll leave too. Only thing he cares about is the club."

"If I haven't left yet I never will. I'm well aware club comes first. Comes first for me too. I'm the only daughter of a First 9. Clubs as much my legacy as Opie's or Jax's. Club is as much my family as my mom is. Unlike you I'd never turn my back on the club or Opie. You got the signature you needed, Donna, leave Charming on your own while you can."

"I see Gemma molded you well."

"Not Gemma. Hours of tat sessions with Happy have given me a few ideas though. "

Donna huffed her way out of the diner and I saw her car heading in the direction that leas out of Charming. Hopefully she stayed gone. I wasn't kidding about those Happy inspired ideas.

I was great by Opie when I returned to TM. I relayed my diner encounter with Donna, ate lunch with him and finished our the day. Donna was a ghost that didn't need anymore attention.

Life was good and I was going to live in every moment of it and enjoy the rest of my pregnancy.