Something I forgot to say at the beginning of my last and first upload. I own nothing.
Donna tried to keep clam but 'God dam Op. If you've said anything I'm gonna kill you' she thought to herself. As she approached the door she took a deep breath and opened the door half afraid of what was possibility about to take place. He was approaching the door and as he stepped onto the porch Donna flung open the door and stepped aside allowing him to enter and nodded her head in the direction of the kitchen to where Tara was still sitting.
Tara's ears had pricked up but she was frozen to her spot and couldn't move. The sound of those boots against the wood was still so vivid and familiar to her. He moved to her side placing an arm around her and lifted her into his arms.
Donna watched them both from her spot and smiled to herself. She had an overwhelming feeling that things were going to be alright and it brought a tear to her eye as she saw two of the most important people in her life reconnect. As she closed the door she saw him look over Tara's shoulder right at her and she could see it in his eyes how much it meant to him to be able to be there.
Donna moved towards them as they both stood there by the comer of the table in each others silent embrace as Op started to pull away and looked at the girl he long ago accepted as a sister. His eyes meet hers and he could see the smallest of tears escape her eyes and he pulled her close again for a moment and then released her again. He could tell that she was happy to see him even under the circumstances but he couldn't help but notice that there was a small hint of disappointment there also. Donna was now standing by them both and exchanged looks with them both as Op threw his arm around her and embraced them both together for a moment.
Donna looked up at Op who was standing by the sink and caught his eye. Even though they were alone they didn't need to speak any word to know what was going through their minds. 'You weren't feeling so good and I had to bring you to the docs' Op answered her question with a smirk breaking the silence. Donna just looked at him and nodded in agreement and they both went back to sipping their coffees, deep in their own thoughts.
Opie's mind was going crazy with all the memories, history, what ifs, now and worst of all what's next. He just couldn't tell yet where he was landing, he could tell he was happy to see her and be able to be here her now when she needed them but until everything else got answered there was just no way of telling how he was feeling. He looked to Donna who was deep in her own thoughts causing more things to crowd into Opie's mind. He wondered what was going on his old ladys mind, what thoughts were causing her to be quite and distance. Whatever it was couldn't be good and he needed to work out what was going on before Jax found out. Shit if Jax finds out that he knew she was back and kept it from him his life wouldn't be worth living. Anyhow she was here for her Dad and that was it, she'd be gone in a couple of weeks wasn't it? He thought trying to reassure himself but something more was going on, he could tell from the way Donna had been acting and he was going to have to push them into giving him the truth but now wasn't the time. He'd try later.
Donna could feel the tenseness in the room between her and Op. She'd figure he'd put it down on having to come up with a cover story, as he knew how much she hated lying. And that part was true, she did hate the fact of having to have a cover story she was damn well angry at it but then again she was angry about a lot things including the fact that she'd be lying to Op although it wasn't lying she just wasn't telling him everything. She looked back to Op standing there taking a sip of his coffee and deep in his own world of thoughts. She knew he was taking a risk being there and coving it and all but she even hated that. Right now she hated everything and there wasn't a Goddamn thing she could do about it. She drank some more coffee trying to get her emotions and thoughts into check otherwise she was going to drive herself crazy with them and that was the last thing Tara needed right now.
Just then Tara came back into the kitchen with the phonebook and chucked it onto the table in front of her as she sat down again. Op poured out a fresh cup of coffee for her and all I could do was hold her had before setting to work on that phonebook.
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