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Wrong for the Right Reasons

It wasn't the sun creeping through the curtains that woke Lenny now nor was it roaring of engines that she had learnt to block out whilst in Charming. Sometimes it was a wail that demanded attention immediately, other times it was cry of a hungry babe but this morning it was the sweet gurgling of nonsense. Not that Lenny minded at all, she couldn't get enough of her sweet baby girl, Erin was beyond perfect in her mothers eyes and Lenny adored spending time with Erin even if it was just to watch her wriggle about in her crib whilst talking in her own made up language.

As much as Lenny cherished these moments of calm sometimes just looking at Erin woke feelings deep in her, feeling she was so sure she had learnt to forgot. Erin had been blessed with her fathers blond hair and tiny blue eyes that would dart about any room in constant wonder taking every thing in, it was these things that stabbed Lenny like a blunt rusted knife. She would constantly doubt her decision to leave Charming, not that Lenny had any inkling of Erin's existence at that point but she would often wonder if it would have made her stay. Is she knew she had been pregnant would things with Jax have been different or would Lenny and Erin be surrounded by the Sons but still be just as lonely as they were now. Thankfully Erin soon began to cry demanding her morning feed so Lenny had no time to think any more, she welcomed these distractions in her moments of doubt. She had worked too hard to make a life for them to start thinking about going back. Only fools went back. After all, hadn't Tara come back from Chicago in a hope to rekindle things with Jax and Lenny had played a leading role in sending her packing to Chicago. Not that Lenny regretted any of it as she cradled Erin close whilst the only pure thing to come of her time Charming guzzled at the bottle Lenny offered.

Lenny had set her self the task of clearing out Karl's old paperwork, the guy couldn't find his way around a tax return form but had paperwork dating back to 1975 for parts he had ordered for the bike he was riding at the time . It was things like this that Lenny had learnt to be typical of Karl and his band of merry men, "The Aquilla". The Aquila hadn't quite adapted with the times like the Sons and Lenny knew that if they didn't evolve the group would die with its last member of this generation. They were old school and Lenny was getting their books in order just they way Bobby had taught her in a hope to give them a few more years to be active. Lenny had stumbled upon them whilst performing at a dive bar for a quick few bucks. When she'd packed up her guitar Lenny had realised her truck was playing up again, she should have known that what ever Jax did to fix it wouldn't hold when Karl and Tony offered her a lift to their bar to call for some help. And it was from the bar she realised they were club members and began asking questions, Tony hadn't taken kindly to a woman asking such questions about his club but Karl was impressed with her knowledge and the fact she fixed her own engine when they loaned her some tools. Taking in the fact her truck was full of bags Karl took pity and invited her to stay a few nights. It was nearly 12 months later and Lenny was practically employed by Karl to doctor his books and embellish the large sums of money that were entering the club as he had been storing them in various hideaways in the bar.

"Hey Len, Sal wants to take Erin shopping this week. You be okay with that?" Karl came and sat at the makeshift desk they had organised for Lenny in the extension of his and his wife of 45 years home. Karl was a large man, both wide and tall. He looked like he could crush you but Lenny knew he was soft at heart, the kindness that he and Sal had extended to her and Erin was overwhelming.

" Yeah, I don't see why not." Lenny set her pencil down on the pad she was scribbling notes on, she began to stretch out suddenly aware she been sat hunched at that damn desk for hours, " so long as she doesn't come back with some god awful tea cosy disguised as a hat like last time,"

Perched on the desk they laughed about the outfits Sally would bring back from her shopping trips with Erin. She was a far cry from the type of old lady Lenny's mother, Gina, and Gemma had painted for her growing up. Sal was kind and warm hearted, she would sooner bake you a banana loaf before threaten your life. Their daughter Kelsey was a massive help to Lenny too, when Lenny needed to work nights or help out down in the bar then Kelsey would step in and look after Erin which was a great help. Even if the price was having to listen to the eighteen years olds latest disastrous date but both women were harmless in a way that any female in Charming could only dream of and Erin adored them.

As if on queue Karl's daughter strode into the back room with such pace it could only mean she had a drama to tell Lenny-Ray about. She handed over Erin who was holding out her chubby little hands for her mother before blurting out her problem "he dumped me Lenny-Ray!"

Karl rolled his eyes and took this as his que to exit the room, if he thought Kelsey had seriously had her heart broken then he would have stuck around to get names and addresses but somehow he doubted Kelsey was really that bothered about the halfwit boy she had been fooling around with, more likely she was worried about what drama would consume her time now.

"Can you believe it?!" Kelsey wore a hole in the carpet with her pacing unaware Lenny wasn't really listening, she was more interested in bouncing Erin and getting her to laugh for mummy. She missed her girl when she worked. "HE finished with ME! Who the fuck does he think he is? Sorry" Kelsey smiled meekly, Lenny was trying not to swear around Erin, it was more than likely the girl would have the mouth of a sailor like her mother but Lenny didn't need her daughters first word to be a curse word.

" did he say why?" Lenny was trying to remember this kids name but Kelsey had so many guys on the go it was hard to keep up, she reminded Lenny of Jen. Young, dumb and willing with a big heart.

"He was going back home & can't see how it could work. But I know there was some other girl, an older woman, I saw Johnny getting into her car a few times. I think he wanted kids too, you know," Kelsey was off on a tangent now and there would be no stopping her, " he loved spending time with Erin and was always asking about her,"

Suddenly Lenny was all ears, " like what?!"

" he wondered about her dad I guess, I just told him it had always just been you and Erin since you got here. No daddy on the scene." Kelsey shrugged, suddenly bored that the topic of conversation had left her.

It bothered Lenny that this Johnny kid was asking about Erin's dad but it was to be expected really, luckily she had disclosed anything about Jax here just that she feel pregnant after a failed relationship. No names.

" well I guess it's lucky he's outta the picture Kels, he sounds like a douche. Probably a prospect of some shitty little club. Sorry," Lenny apologised to Erin who just gurgled, " you know what guys your age are like, just trying to get to the next rank in the club he probably thought nailing the presidents daughter of a rival club would get him noticed. You're better off away from boys with bikes,"

After comforting Kelsey some more Erin finally found her self alone with her daughter, who was cradled safely in her arm as drank her bedtime bottle. Lenny looked lovingly down at the one good thing in her life knowing the next few hours would be filled with silence and worry as she was plagued by the wonders of what ifs and should have's, would have's and could have's.

It was very rare to Lenny had the bar to her self, usually Sal would take Erin to the town by herself but Karl had expressed a desire to go this morning and Lenny jumped at the chance to have a few hours on her own. She hadn't dusted off her guitar for a while, sure she would play nursery rhymes for Erin but it wasn't the type of music Lenny was used to singing.

The sun was high in the sky beating down as Lenny gently strummed the strings humming a little tune. But the soft medley was soon silenced as Lenny set the instrument down on the bench and covered her eyes from the sun to see which of the Aquila were turning up for their afternoon meet.