Happy weekend! Posting early because camping trip for the whole weekend! Kurt Sutter owns his own stuff and I own mine!
Everett couldn't believe how perfectly everything had worked out to avoid suspicion. On everyone. Happy had invented a family trip to California, and told Lawrence that Everett was expected to join, because there was respect to be paid to her big sister Minnie, Maddie's biological half-sister who had been dead for almost twenty years. And Rain had made up an ill family member in Germany, so Joker had been made to ride with him.
In reality, Sailor had taken King and Flo to California to visit her old friends, Happy would tag along with Joker to go to Dudelange and Everett and Rain were going to Italy. Ok, sure, it wasn't exactly ideal that Happy had to drive a rental car and Everett had to ride a loaner, but it didn't even matter. Because the sights of the scenic route they had planned were absolutely breathtaking, they had to stop often to take them in. The lakes, the architecture, the food, Randy. Just going places without being in a rush. A road that should have taken them about a day spanned over two, because they stopped as soon as they started to revel in the sights.
Then again, Rome. They had put four days in Rome before heading back home on a different route, but seeing how beautiful it all was, it may take longer, At least that was the recurring thoughts in Everett's head. Rain was quiet, not that it was out of the ordinary, but she had expected him to marvel at least a little bit. By the time they got to Rome, she was starting to think that he wasn't having fun at all, he didn't even smile, hadn't since about Grosseto. He seemed to be preoccupied. She was the one that checked them into Hotel Italia, booked online for being a cheap family-run, two star hotel with complementary breakfast, it had looked clean and it had been enough for Everett. She had already taken her kutte off, since she was here solely as a tourist, Rain tough would not take his off even if she handed him a billion dollars worth of diamonds and rubies.
On Google, the description boasted a mere 1.5 kilometers away from the Colosseum, and Everett wanted to go and see it at night, walking. Again, he'd been quiet and moody on the walk over, it was really bothering her. And when they reached the Colosseum, he was getting fidgety, Everett thought that maybe he's taken some drugs. She wasn't going to spend the next week like that.
-Yo, Randy.
-Hm?
-Either you pretend to be having a good time, or you fuck off back to France. It's my fucking birthday, stop acting like your dog died.
-Fuck it. Marry me.
Everett's eyes widened as he reached inside of the kutte he refused to take off, from the inside pocket of his kutte, he pulled the ring, a generic, one carat diamond ring, nothing really special to is aside that it was from Randy to Everett. She had a slight moment of panic, could this really be happening now? Did he even ask her dad? Was it really meant to be?
Who was she kidding? She had been dreaming of this moment ever since she had first set eyes on Rain Queen. Scribble their names in notebooks type of crush. Who gave a flying turd if he had asked Happy for her hand in marriage?
-You really want to marry me? Even if I'm an über bitch?
-What? What? You have moments where you're not an über bitch? Was I blinking?
Everett laughed, and pulled him closer to hug him and say yes, she just wanted to hold on to him. He chuckled, too, and asked her how often she'd been engaged, by now? Because he had lost count.
-My fifth.
-Fifth? Shit, talk about a washed up broad.
-Hey, a washed up broad that can commit homicide in cold blood, watch it.
He was finally smiling as he slid the ring on her finger, before taking the kiss she offered. It was really the best birthday gift she could have thought of. Now he could take his kutte off, start smiling again, and they could have a gorgeous time in this beautiful city.
The loaner was returned, she had taken the backseat of Rain's bike all the way to Paris, where he would wait for Joker's call to meet and go back to Marseilles, while Everett hopped on a flight to Los Angeles to meet her mother. Happy was waiting for her outside of the airport, at the drop-off zone, smoking a cigarette. Rain had other things to do, so he did not stop to chat, he just took a lingering kiss from Everett and offered a wave of the hand to Happy before taking off loudly, and alone.
-Hi dad.
-What the fuck is wrong with you?
Everett paused, slightly marveled at how her father had as easy of a mood switch as she had, a second ago, he was smiling. Now he was all bitchy, like he couldn't stand a single thing. It probably was the drive, he was never much of a driver.
-Well hi to you, too.
-You're up to something.
She paused for a moment, she was really wondering if he was serious or not.
-A plane. A twenty hour flight with a smelly asshole. Mom yelling her head off when she sees us. What the fuck else you want me to be up to?
-Does it look as nice on your finger as it did in the display?
-Maybe. Fuck you. How much does mom know?
-The bitch knows nothing. Are you gonna let me see, or not?
-Not, screw you. You should have told me.
They both laugh as they finally hug, before heading inside to catch their flight, it's the first time in almost twenty years that her father is going back to America. They aren't going anywhere near Charming, not even San Francisco, strictly Los Angeles.
It will always remain hilarious to Everett that her father secretly took his wife's maiden name for his travel papers, since Happy Lowman is wanted in a lot of places. Joseph Vincent Happy Zlotnik was just the weirdest name ever, and none of Happy's kids could keep a straight face when they had to call him that.
At least on the plane, they can sit down, take their boots off and chat, cuddle against her father's shoulder, she can tell him all about the beautiful week she just spent in Italy with her now fiance, even if she will need to rehash it all as soon as she gets off this flight because Sailor will want to know the minute details of their trip. Happy seemed truly happy for her, that she was finally going through the motions for herself and not for what a third party expected of her.
-I would have murdered you both if you would have married Dan.
-Forget Dan. Dan doesn't even exist in my world.
-But he did in...
-Drop it. Asshole.
He giggled like a little girl, mocked choking her before leaving her alone to her own devices. They would be forced to spend enough time together in LA, when Sailor would make them visit.
Everett wasn't even out of the boarding/unboarding area that Sailor had spotted her, she was yelling dramatically, as if she hadn't seen Everett in years. "My daughter! At last, my daughter", Everett had learned over the years to not feel so embarrassed when Sailor upped the drama. And she knew that reminding Sailor that kind of behavior wasn't exactly how a woman her age should act only made her do it twice as hard. So she just hugged her mother, whispered about how she missed her, and pretended like her parents weren't kissing over her shoulder.
-How was Italy, my pumpkin?
-Hm. Was ok.
-Lying bitch.
-Yo, shut the fuck up?
Sailor laughed, whether the two original Lowman clan members wanted it or not, they were tainted by Sailor's dramatics, in their own ways. Almost always appeared to be bickering in one form or another. King participated in the banter on a regular basis as well, tough he kept it clean towards his dad. Right now, the almost seventeen years old was standing aside, phone in hand he was looking for some Wi/Fi signal.
-Yo dipshit. You don't say hi anymore?
-Anymore, fuck off.
They both smiled and hugged, until King eventually ended up in a neck lock on his knees, Sailor found that endearing, Happy however remained a misogynist at heart. "Elbow her in the taint" he encouraged his son, not knowing it didn't hurt that much. "Fuck off, butt out, dad!" Everett screeched before they broke it up, they didn't want security to get involved.
-Bitch, you made me drop my phone.
-Fuck off. Dipshit.
-That's all you got?
Sailor broken them apart to drag Everett out towards the parking, she was already grilling her daughter about her vacation, where they went, what they had seen, where was Randy now?
-Don't know.
-Did you see the leaning tower?
-That's in Pisa, we skimmed by it. We went to Rome. Not that geography is your forte.
Then she realized she didn't want to have that talk in the car. She didn't want her siblings to poke fun at how romantic she could sound, Everett just wanted this moment alone with her mother. They were trailing behind, keeping Sailor quiet as she got yanked away was no easy task, but within a few minutes, Everett managed to have the both of them sitting at a small coffee shop table inside the airport, with coffees in front of them.
-What's this about, pumpkin?
-Randy asked me to marry him.
Everett had expected her mother to scream, make a big deal or even a scene about it, but for a rare moment, she remained in her seat, and relatively quiet. She didn't look disapproving or anything, she just did not have the type of reaction Everett had came to expect from her.
-He's the one, isn't he, Eve?
-I really think so, mom.
-How did he ask?
-In true Sons's fashion. Fuck it. Marry me.
-Are you pregnant?
-Are you out of your fucking mind? Wait. No. Never mind.
They both snorted a laughter, amused by Everett's rhetorical question. The younger woman let her gaze wander around the thick crowd of the airport, all these people going from one place to another, this was so different than France. People looked like they were in such a rush. She then catches her mother's expression, she looks like she's pondering some unspeakable thoughts, or something.
-What?
-Did you elope?
-No. I'd never do that to you, mom.
-So what's the date.
-We're eloping in three years. When he's turning 45, we're getting on a plane to nowhere and getting married wherever we land.
-Oh, that's sweet.
Everett smiled, before moving her chair around the table to cuddle against her mother, they whispered plans about this wedding that would happen, about how nice the vacations were and would continue to be once Sailor got everyone to Disney, they would probably stay like that until either Happy found them and dragged them out, or security would ask them to leave.