A couple days later Stacy was in her aunt's SUV with her youngest son driving to Oregon to see her mom's parents since they were not doing so good. As they two were driving they began singing Mockingbird by Carlie Simmons and James Taylor. After the song ended Duke decided to talk to his mom.
"You know when I was with dad last. He told me not to talk to the cops. Though the guys killed him. I know it even though I didn't see it." said Duke.
"Baby boy I am so sorry that all of the world's ugliness is being exposed to you. On this instant your dad was right not to talk to the cops, but some situations say talk to the cops. The world isn't all black and white, they come with shades of grey. Honey I am here for you, and I am trying my best to get you back into my custody. This trip to see my mother's parents is a start." said Stacy. Duke unbuckled his seatbelt in the back seat to lean up to hug his mother while she was driving.
"I hated how dad would call you a stupid bitch, and that you were not worth anything. I hated it. Also I hated that he punched, and hit you all the time." said Duke clinging to his mom. Taking her youngest's hand Stacy said to him.
"Your father, and I are done, and my mom's sister, and my father, your grandfather are helping me out." said Stacy.
"I'm just glad the fucker's dead." Duke said aloud talking about his father.
"Young man watch your language, and do not say that about your father. He was still your father even though he was a prick!" said Stacy. She pressed down on the gas going faster. She couldn't get to Oregon fast enough. Her youngest was starting to follow Cliff in his language. She wiped tears from her eyes and prayed that she could save her boys. She sighed in relief once she pulled into the driveway. "Now be polite with my grandparents. No cussing or bad words." she said.
"Okay mommy. Sorry I said the f word. I love you." said her six year old.
"I love you too. Just please do not say it again. You are only seven years old, and shouldn't be talking like that." Stacy said as she pulled into her grandparent's house. Walking in she met Amelia the caretaker and then Rose, and Nate. "Hey grandma, grandpa I'm Stacy, Racheal's daughter and this is my youngest son. My ex husband caused my sons to be taken from me so I could only bring Duke." said Stacy.
"Rose?" Nate asked.
"No it's Stacy. Rachel and Alex's daughter. Grandpa this is my youngest Duke." she told her grandfather.
"Oh. Alex, and John were good boys, but Clay is a prick!" Nate said not holding back.
"Come on Nate lets get some rest." said Amelia as she took Nate into the other room as Rose just looked at her husband.
"I am sorry his condition is getting worse, and knowing my own I made arrangements with a nursing home that specializes in his condition." said Rose.
"Are you going to die grandma?" asked Duke.
"Yes I am. I have been fighting the family curse for years and now it's caught up to me. I have no idea how much time I have left." said Rose.
"Please not so soon. I love you grandma Rose." said Duke.
"As of now I'm fine. I will be fine. Now how about you go into the guest room and play video games while I talk to your momma." Rose said.
"Okay." said Duke as he walked away.
"He has been through it thanks to his so called father." Stacy said censoring her words. I am at a loss here. I do the best that I can, and well it's still all up in the air thanks to my ex husband." said Stacy.
"You will get both of your kids back, and you will have the right man for you. Listen to me honey. The time will come after I am gone, that you will have to take Nate into the home I arranged for him. It will break his heart, and the words that will come out will break your heart also. Though the right man will be right there when you are kicked down to the dirt. He will ask for the keys to your aunt's car, and drive you, and your son home after all of that. Trust in him, and give him a shot. He will be what you need. Honey I need to lay down myself and take a rest. Take my advice. I love you Stacy." said Rose as she walked away. "Oh one more thing I can tell I'm getting to the end so I see these things, and well I want to give you the best advice that I can honey." Rose added.
"I love you too grandma. So much." said Stacy. The next few days were just spent with lots of love. Stacy with her grandparents, and Duke knowing them. Then a week after she had been in Oregon her grandmother fell to the family curse. She was completely broken, but she had the funeral anyway and stayed strong for Duke who was also heart broken. A couple nights later after putting Duke to bed there was a knock at the door. Opening she saw her dad, and her aunt so she let them in.
"Hey guys. Duke is in bed. I wasn't expecting anyone." said Stacy.
"Gemma wanted to come." said Alex.
"Dad, Gemma, grandpa is in the living room. Amelia it's okay. It's just my dad and my mom's sister." said Stacy.
"How are yo doing?" Alex asked embracing his daughter.
"To be honest the shit with my ex was easy. Losing my grandmother, and then having to put my grandfather into a home in a couple days is a hella lot harder. Plus Duke loves Nate, and loved Rose. this is all just too fucking much. Sorry for swearing." said Stacy.
"Daughter you are taking on too much on top of everything else. Have a drink and relax." said Tig giving her a tall glass of Jack and Coke. "So is the caretaker single?" he asked.
"My gosh you are a sex crazed maniac. I'm going to bed. This is all too much." said Stacy.
"You need to quit hiding from the facts that your grandfather is going into a home, and you will have to hand your son back over to social services, and that I'm gonna bang the caretaker." said Tig.
"How about for once in your life you just shut the fuck up?" Stacy shot back going into her room she shared with her son before shutting the door.
"Give her time. She has always loved this side of the family. Goodnight Tiggy." said Gemma.
Stacy was sound asleep when she heard the bang of a gunshot. Getting up and throwing on her robe over her shorts and tank top she checked to make sure her son was still asleep before she shut the door behind her, and made her way to the sound.
"How could you do this to me Rose!" Stacy's grandfather cried.
"No that's your caregiver Amelia, not Rose. Grandpa, Grandma Rose just died a few days ago." said Stacy crying a bit.
"And this fucking psycho shot me!" Tig yelled.
"He didn't know what he was doing dad. I think all of you need to just chill the fuck out! Also dad can you not keep your dick in your pants for once. I'm sorry that losing mom made you a man whore, but shit, you need to sent boundaries!" Stacy snarked.
"Well he had baby oil for lube cause he is a very big man." said Gemma. "Anyway I'll call Tara to come help out." she added.
"I really didn't need to know the first part. I am thankful Duke is sleeping through all of this because he doesn't need a tattoo shop repeat. I need a fucking drink." Stacy ranted going into the kitchen and fixing herself a Screwdriver before sitting down putting her head in her hands. She wondered about what her grandmother saying about the guy who would be there for her when she had to take grandpa Nate to the home. Now she felt she was ready to break already with all the shit going down. Oh Tara is on her way. I am sorry everything spiraled out of control." said Gemma.
"Story of my life. Though as long as I get my kids back I can handle anything I have to handle." said Stacy.
"You have me, and your dad. Don't be so hard on him, and give him a chance and patch things up with him." said Gemma.
"Grandma Rose said I should try to build a relationship with my dad, but with all of his thoughts being sex, and violence I don't know how. I miss her so much, its not even funny." Stacy confessed. "You are so lucky to have had a mother like that even though you never got along. I wish I would have had a mom like that. Maybe it would have saved me from AJ." she added before walking out of the room giving Gemma a pause to think.
Hours later she was feeding Duke some breakfast and Tara showed up to patch up her dad. Stacy still wasn't talking to him because of his attitude, and the fact that he seemed to just want sex all the time. She had no idea what was going on between Tara, and her cousin, but she was staying out of it, and focusing on Duke and Grandpa Nate. After dinner she put both her grandfather, and son to bed. Now in the kitchen just relaxing and having a glass of wine she was exposed to yet another confrontation.
Amelia tried to attack her aunt, and somehow got bashed in the head with a statue. "Seriously you guys what the fuck is going on? I mean can we not have one normal fucking night?" Stacy ranted.
"Clay is coming tomorrow, and well we do not need the club to know about this." said Gemma.
"And Jax does not need to know this." said Tara.
"Seriously if Rose hadn't asked me to take care of Nate I would have left long before now. My innocent son has seen too much shit!" said Stacy as she walked away to continue to pack. Stacy stayed out of the Bachman ordeal, and wasn't summoned until Jax, and Clay showed up. While she was in the kitchen she witnessed Clay and Nate.
"I don't like you or want you here. This is what killed your mother." Nate told Clay.
"Well I guess he remembers me." Clay commented.
"I'm taking care of him so don't worry about anything." said Stacy.
"Why? You put too much shit on yourself." Clay commented.
"Too much shit Uncle Clay? My mother's father, and my son are not too much to take on. Thanks to my fucker ex husband I lost my kids, but I still have some of my family that I am wanting to help." Stacy didn't even look at her father as she stormed out. Even though she stayed out of so much she overheard Jax, and Tara, and how Gemma, and Tara killed the Caretaker, and then had a cleaner to cover it up. Pushing all of that behind her Stacy, Gemma, and Tara drove Nate to the home. Tara and Gemma in Tara's Cutlass and Stacy, and Duke in Gemma's Escalade.
As much as Rose warned her that it was going to be hard, it did break her down. Gemma was left outside because of her charges and Stacy and Tara took Nate inside the home. And it was fucking hard. "Why am I here. I wanna go home. I wanna go home." Nate pleaded as Gemma broke down.
"Grandpa this will help have a longer productive life." said Stacy.
"Mom is right. Please I love you." said Duke.
"I wanna go home. I wanna go home. Guys please." Nate pleaded.
"Grandpa I am so sorry." Stacy broke as Tara took control and checked him in as Stacy broke hugging her son. She had no idea that her aunt just left and took Tara's car, and left. After Nate was checked in they walked outside, and seeing that Tara's car was gone she called Jax. Stacy was just hugging her son and the keys to her Aunt's car as the club arrive.
"She just took off in my car." said Tara.
"What was she doing when she just took off?" Jax yelled. He didn't have to yell like that, but Stacy wasn't going to get into the middle of it.
"Nate was telling all of us that he wanted to go home. It broke her heart and crushed Stacy. She can barely manage. Gemma took my car and left." said Tara.
"SHIT! She went home! She went home to see her family!" said Jax.
"Abel! I'm so thankful that Stacy saved him. She's gonna make a deal to protect us." said Clay.
"Lets go." said Jax as he handed a helmet to Tara.
Stacy just walked out to her aunt's Escalade and helped Duke inside and was about to get into the driver's seat when she was stopped." Can I help you sir? I need to get my son home." she said.
"Give me your keys. I'll drive you home." said Happy Lowman. "Hey put my bike in the van." he added.
For years Stacy didn't listen much to her grandma Rose's advice, but after marrying the wrong person and getting her sons taken away from her she decided to take her advice, and do as she suggested. "Here." Stacy said handing over the keys to Gemma's Escalade and getting into the passenger seat before taking her youngest son's hand. "It's okay honey we'll get to Aunt Gemma." she added.
"I love you mom." said Duke.
"I love you too." said Stacy. The drive back to Charming was silent. Bird on a Wire by Katy Segal and the Forest Rangers was playing on the radio as Happy drove.
Meanwhile in Belfast Moureen Ashby was smoking a ciggarete and drinking some Irish Whisky. The SAMCRO charter needed to come to Belfast to settle things with Jimmy, and other traiters in the midst.
Gemma pulled the Cutlass into the driveway of Jax's house and went inside and hugged Abel to her as her phone rang. "Hello."
"Gemma it's Moureen. Do you know who I am." She asked.
"Yes I do." she said.
"Cameron tried to kidnap Abel, but it was throwrted. SAMCRO needs to come to Belfast or the kings might execute Stacy for attempted murder." Said Moureen before hanging up the phone. This all hurt Gemma way to much, and since she stopped taking her pills she just collapsed before Stacy once again grabbed Abel as Happy embraced Duke, as well and her and Abel.
A/N: So different, but the Belfast trip is coming up. Of course Gemma will be going. DO you think the Irish Kings will want Stacy to go? So many ideas running through my head. How do you like Stacy finally after years of not taking her mom's mother's advice finally taking it with the shit hit the fan? Enjoy!