Chapter 22

A/N: Hey guys. I'm getting ready to start wrapping up this story. This Chapter has a time jump. 5 years into the future. I'm not entirely sure about Kenny and Ellie's ages so in this chapter Ellie is 15 and Kenny is 13.

Other things to know:

Jax and Tara have a total of three kids: Abel, Thomas and Lexa

Jessie and Hap are now married and they have another kid, Harry (in honor of Opie)

Gemma and Clay are divorced

I think that's it for now. Enjoy!

Things had changed a lot in the last five years. It was hard to believe that it had been 5 years since Opie had been killed. Kenny and Ellie had adapted pretty well when they moved in with us. It took a while for them to move past everything just like it had with me but eventually we all started to move on with our lives.

Somehow Opie's death had somehow managed to push Piney and Mary back together. Death somehow manages to make strange things happen. They'd even gotten remarried. A year after Opie's death, Piney had a stroke. By the time that I'd gotten to the hospital, he'd passed. Once again, Kenny and Ellie were heartbroken. No sooner than we'd gotten him buried, Mary packed up the house and put a for sale sign up. She left the next morning.

Around the same time that Piney died, Gemma and Clay started having issues. It was after he hit her the second time that she decided to file for divorce. It took everything in Hap not to put a bullet between his eyes. Gemma ended up moving in with Jax and Tara. She said that she wanted to spend more time with her grandkids.

Six months after Gemma and Clay divorced, there was an uprising within the club. Jax said that he couldn't take Clay rule any longer. Jax issued a challenge for President. Other than Clay it had been a unanimous vote. Jax was voted in as president, with Chibs as his VP. Jax had asked Hap to be his SAA. I couldn't have been prouder. And I knew that Opie was looking down on us, and he was proud as well.

It wasn't long after Opie's death that we'd lost Maria as well. We'd gone to wake her up one morning and she was just…gone. Hap was devastated. He'd ended up himself in our bedroom for nearly a week, only coming out for the funeral and the wake. I'd handled all of the funeral arrangements because I knew that he couldn't. We'd ended up having Maria cremated so that Hap and I could always keep her close.

Jax and Tara. What's there to really say? Jax and Tara got married a couple of years ago after they had their twins, Thomas Teller Jr. and Lexa Gem Teller. It had been a private affair with just the club. Gemma hadn't exactly been happy about them getting married (mainly because I think that she secretly thought that Jax and I would still end up together) but she knew deep down that Tara was Jax's choice. When Jax took over as President of the Club, Tara expected that she'd take over Gemma's role as Queen but she had been wrong. Everyone looked at me as their Queen. Not only had I basically grew up around the club, but I had this way of taking care of everyone. I mean, hell, Gemma practically raised me. She taught me everything that I needed to know about the Club and being an Old Lady.

Hap and I. I couldn't be happier. Six months after Hap proposed, we grabbed everyone important to us and we gathered in Gemma's garden. It was one of my favorite places to be. I loved all of the flowers that she had planted. It had always been one of my favorite places in all of Charming to be. The ceremony had been simple with Clay walking me down the aisle. After all he was the closest thing that I had to a father. My "Hale" relatives hadn't been to happy when they found out about the wedding. Of course none of them had showed, but David had stopped by the Garage a few days later to bring me a wedding gift. He'd been surprised to find out that I'd become a mother. Obviously, Hap and I couldn't take a honeymoon but we'd managed to wrangle a couple days at the cabin with Gemma babysitting while we were gone. Two years ago, I found myself pregnant again. Hap had been so excited. He was even more excited when we found out that we were having a boy. He'd been real persistent about the fact that we name him Harry…after Opie. He said that he wanted me to have a piece of Opie with me for the rest of my life. He knew how important Opie had been to me.

It was hard for me to believe how far Hap and I had come. When I'd first arrived in Tacoma, Hap and I had a weird friendship. He'd made it clear since that first day that he'd never take an Old Lady. I'd been heartbroken over everything that had happened with Jax and I'd somehow found comfort with Hap. Eventually that comfort had turned into a physical relationship that ended up turning into love. I never could have imagined that first day that I'd met the man that I would choose to spend the rest of my life with and build a family with. I'd never thought that I would have ended back in my hometown, with majority of the people that I called family. It all changed when I got that phone call telling me that Donna had been murdered. I can't imagine what might have happened with my life if I hadn't gotten that phone call.

I was pulled from my thoughts by someone calling my name. I turned to look up from the photo album that I'd been looking at. "You okay?"

I smiled and nodded at Hap. "Absolutely. Just reminiscing." I said.

He walked over and sat beside me on the couch. "We've made a good life for ourselves, haven't we?" He asked me.

I nodded, looking back down at the photos. "That we have." I said.

He kissed the side of my head. "We need to get going. Juice and Lyla's wedding isn't going to wait for us." Hap told me.

I nodded. Oh how things have changed!