***Disclaimer, this hints about Lexis backstory and where shes been. I know its boring... Stay with me. The best has yet to come!****

It had been a week since Lexi came back to town. That was a down fall of living in as small town... everyone knew everyone. Not only was being a Winston in Charming asking for trouble, but being the Winston who left town was even worse. All eyes were on Lexi and she knew it.

"How's it going baby doll?" Gemma asked closing the office door behind her.

"You don't even want to know..." Lexi trailed off not looking up from the computer she was intensely typing on.

"Still no calls from the fllyers?" Gemma sat at her desk and began digging into her newly bought lunch. Lexi readjusted herself on the office sofa and looked up from the computer for the first time in hours.

"You didn't bring me anything?" she asked. Gemma looked with cheeks filled to the brim at the starving Lexi.

"Well, you didn't ask." Gemma spit out muffled. LExi stared in disbelief then let out a light chuckle.

"I'm totally kidding Gem. I need a break from this shit anyway. My eyes are starting to cross." Lexi stood up and closed her laptop. "Not that he would , but if Opie asks... let him know?" Gemma shook her head yes, mid bite once more.

Lexi slow rolled down main street looking at everything that had changed. Even though it had only been a few years that she was gone, the Hales had come in and began redeveloping everything she once knew. ' tea shop no longer stood on the corner with the bright pastel colors she loved so much. Darlas bakery had been shut down and now stood a small time travel agency. Lexi shook her head and pulled into Donnies old Steak & Shake dinner.

"I was wondering when you were gonna come see me." Donnie said stepping out from behind the counter.

"Well people need to quit gossiping about me so damn much." Lexi took Donnies frail body into a hug and cringed. She was worried that she was going to break him in two. At only 63 he was falling apart. "Donnie, you look like shit." Lexi said with a worried grin.

"Welp, cancer will do that to you. Watch your mouth too. Your're still a baby in my eyes." he lead Lexi over to a booth on the wall and they took a seat opposite each other.

"Sorry... You know those boys are a bad influence." she looked at Donnie once more. His eyes were now sunken in, his cheekbones sat high and promenade on his deteriorating face. His red suspenders keeping up his black slacks made her giggle. She missed the perky old man that use to chase her around the restaurant when her dad would sit and talk business for hours.

"How ya been Lex?" he placed his wrinkled hand on top of hers with such a gentle touch she barely noticed.

"Tired Don, how about you? I was sad to hear about Mary." Lexi said stirring her water in disappointment.

"Eh, she's dead. I'll see her soon." he removed his hand from hers and waved like he was shooing a fly away.

"Donnie!" Lexi exclaimed wanting to kick him under the table but once again terrified she would break him.

"Well, It's true! Don't get me wrong... I loved being her husband but I know shes better off now." he waved over the waitress to the table. "Lyla, get my lovely granddaughter here a hot ham and cheese sandwich with a ." Donnie smiled at the tall blonde.

"Please!" Lexi yelled after her. The girl smiled and waved. She knew Donnie meant well but when it came to saying please and thank you, he was not an expert.

"So enough about me and my dead wife and cancer. What's been going on with you LW?" Lexi couldn't help but laugh.

"A whole lot." was all she could muster. Donnie smiled and looked at his watch.

"Well, we close at 6pm. If my old brain can still do the math right, you've got 5 more hours."

Lexi smiled and started in on everything that had happened to her when she left. She thought music was what she wanted to pursue. Lexi wanted to be on the road full time and just sing and when she met Damien she thought it was fate taking over. He helped write songs with her and soon he became all that mattered. Little did she know he didn't care about her, he ended up taking every cent she earned and bolted when the next girl he could con walked along.

"He sounds like a douchebag. Is that what you kids call it nowadays?" Donnie grinned trying to play dumb. She knew he was just trying to make her laugh. So she continued.

"I essentially just tried to survive after that, played what gigs I could just to avoid coming home." she said digging into her sandwich.

"Why?" he asked with sincere curiosity on his face.

"Why survive?" she rebutted knowing full well what he was asking.

"Why not come home?" he looked stern, almost like her father who still didn't know the full story of why.

"I was scared to face everyone. I knew my mother would never talk to me again but Ope and Dad thought I was actually going to go somewhere and do something with my life. I didn't want to disappoint them." she dropped her eyes from the table and sighed.

By now the dinner had emptied, the only other person being the tall, skinny, blonde waitress. Lexi almost hated how pretty she was, her long hair flowing well past her shoulders. Her hips swayed as she walked and her lips curling into the perfect smile as she made her way back into the kitchen.

"You know as well as anyone LW." Donnie paused and waited for Lexi to return attention back to him. "You know as well as anyone that you could never disappoint those boys. No matter how hard you tried." he smiled at her his glasses raising as his nose wrinkled. "And no. That's not a challenge to." he smiled again and got up.

"You tell your father to come see me sometime and give my best to Opie." he leaned in and kissed the top of Lexis head "Take all the time you need leaving. I love you LW, and I'm proud of you." he wiped a falling tear from her cheek. She hadn't even noticed she was crying.

"Thanks Donnie. I needed that." she wiped her face and stood.

"I know dear. One day someone will be able to show you that you matter. You won't have to fight so much to try and prove it." he gave her one last pat on the back and Lexi made her way outside.

The son was just starting to set, causing the town to glow a tint of orange. Suddenly, the roar of motorcycles began to rumble down the road. She wondered if it was her brother and the guys coming back from San Leandro. She steped out past the end of her car in the parking lot and looked. Sure enough she spotted Clay with Jax following just behind. Opie was next and threw out his hand in a casual wave. She missed this. The excitement of a homecoming was like Christmas in an MC. She was so busy trying to find a job, she didn't think to ask Gemma if she needed help with the party she was bound to be planning.

Bobby, Chibs, and Tig roared by bickering as usual. She laughed knowing full well none of them knew what the other was saying over the roar of the engine. A few of the new guys passed and then, there he was... his face as stern as the first day she met him. Happy... his feet kicked up and his gloves not even covering a single percent of his tattooed body.

All this time she wondered what made him tick, why was he so angry? He looked over the tops of his sunglasses and looked in her direction. She wanted to turn around to see if a crow-eater happened to be walking past but she knew what that answer was.

His lips curled into that devilish grin and she was frozen. Not in fear like most would think but simply in shock. She still knew nothing about him other than his profession. The Enforcer. She wasn't dumb, she knew what that meant in MC language. Yet, she still yearned to know what was running through Happy Lowman's head.