#piney winston

The first time Clay Morrow heard her name, he barely looked up from the paperwork spread across the table in the clubhouse office.

"Ever heard of Scarlett O'Connell?" Gemma asked casually.

Clay snorted. "The baker? Half the damn county's obsessed with her cinnamon rolls."

"They're good," Gemma replied with a shrug.

"I know they're good. Piney won't shut up about 'em."

Everyone in Charming knew Scarlett.

At twenty-five, she owned Scarlett's Hearth Bakery, a cozy little brick building on Main Street. Every morning before sunrise, the smell of fresh bread, pastries, and cinnamon drifted through town. Tourists came just to visit her shop. Motorcycle clubs planned rides that somehow always ended with coffee and pie at her bakery.

She was impossible to miss.

She stood just over five-foot-seven, with long waves of fiery ginger hair, bright blue eyes behind simple glasses, freckles dusting her cheeks, and a warm smile that made everyone feel welcome. She was proudly plus-sized, never apologizing for taking up space, and somehow managed to make every person who walked through her doors feel like family.

She remembered everyone's favorite order.

She donated leftovers to shelters.

She baked birthday cakes for children whose parents couldn't afford one.

Even the Sheriff's Department and SAMCRO argued over who got the last maple bacon doughnut.

---

A week later, Clay's entire world flipped upside down.

Unser walked into Teller-Morrow carrying a weathered envelope.

"It came from Belfast," he said quietly.

Clay frowned.

Inside were old photographs.

Letters.

A birth certificate.

And one sentence written in faded ink.

"Her father is Clarence 'Clay' Morrow."

The room went silent.

Clay stared at the date.

Twenty-five years.

Twenty-five years he'd had a daughter and never knew she existed.

The woman's mother had met Clay during one of SAMCRO's early gun-running trips decades before. Afraid of the club life, she'd left California without telling him she was pregnant.

She'd passed away months earlier.

Before she died, she'd mailed everything to the sheriff's office with instructions that Scarlett deserved to know the truth.

---

Scarlett took the news with stunned silence.

She sat across from Clay in her bakery after closing, flour still dusting her apron.

"So..." she finally whispered.

"You're telling me you're my father?"

Clay nodded.

"I didn't know."

"I believe you."

Neither of them cried.

Neither of them hugged.

They just sat there, trying to process twenty-five lost years.

Finally Scarlett laughed softly.

"I guess this explains why I've always liked motorcycles."

Clay chuckled for the first time all day.

"Runs in the blood."

---

The club wasn't sure what to expect.

Instead of someone chasing money or a place at the table...

...they got Scarlett.

She showed up the next morning carrying six enormous boxes.

"I figured introductions are easier with pastries."

Happy opened one.

His eyes widened.

"You made these?"

She nodded.

Happy took one bite.

Then quietly slid the entire box behind him.

"Mine."

Everyone laughed.

---

Within weeks she'd become part of the clubhouse.

Chibs wandered into the bakery every morning for black coffee and a blueberry scone.

Tig claimed her chocolate pie could solve "emotional trauma."

Juice happily volunteered to help unload flour deliveries if it meant free cookies.

Bobby loved swapping recipes with her.

Even Piney softened whenever she greeted him with, "Morning, handsome."

---

Opie noticed something no one else did.

Clay smiled more.

Not often.

Not dramatically.

Just...

...more.

He'd stop by the bakery after meetings.

Sometimes they talked.

Sometimes they worked in silence.

Sometimes Scarlett handed him a still-warm loaf of bread without saying a word.

Those quiet moments slowly filled the empty years neither of them could get back.

---

Gemma watched it all carefully.

She'd expected resentment.

Instead Scarlett treated her kindly.

"I know you didn't know about me either," Scarlett said one afternoon while frosting cupcakes.

Gemma blinked.

"You don't hate me?"

Scarlett smiled.

"Hate wastes too much energy."

That was the day Gemma truly accepted her.

Not because she was Clay's daughter...

...but because she had one of the biggest hearts Gemma had ever seen.

---

The clubhouse changed.

Birthdays suddenly had homemade cakes.

Club anniversaries meant mountains of barbecue bread and desserts.

Whenever someone was injured, Scarlett appeared with soup, fresh rolls, and enough cookies to feed an army.

She never asked questions about club business.

She simply loved the people Clay called family.

Eventually...

...they became hers too.

---

One rainy evening, after dinner at the clubhouse, everyone sat around laughing.

Scarlett carried out one final cake.

Across the top she'd written:

"Family isn't always found at birth. Sometimes it finds you later."

Silence settled over the room.

Clay looked around the table.

Jax.

Chibs.

Tig.

Happy.

Bobby.

Juice.

Piney.

Opie.

Gemma.

And finally...

His daughter.

He cleared his throat.

"I've made a lot of mistakes in my life."

Everyone listened.

"But finding out about Scarlett..."

He looked at her, pride shining in his eyes.

"...that's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Scarlett walked over and wrapped him in a hug.

For a long moment, the hardened president of SAMCRO simply hugged his daughter back.

Happy broke the silence.

"So..."

Everyone looked at him.

"...there any more cinnamon rolls?"

The room erupted into laughter.

Scarlett smiled, wiping away a happy tear.

"There are always more cinnamon rolls."

And from that day on, the famous baker of Charming wasn't just the woman everyone loved.

Wanda furrowed her brows in confusion. “What does Opie want?”

Y/n rolled her head in annoyance. Not at the girls but at the overall situation. “Me.”

“To?” Nat pressed curiously.

“Visit home for Christmas. I missed Thanksgiving so Ope really wants me to be there for Christmas.” Y/n understood where her brother was coming from but she wasn’t sure she was ready to go back to Charming just yet.

“Oh.” Wanda’s eyebrows rose high on her head upon hearing that.

“And you don’t want to?” Natasha questioned further wondering why that was making her so reluctant to answer the phone.

Y/n shrugged, grabbing her mug of hot tea before explaining. “I don’t want to. I miss my brother and my dad. Hell I miss California and some of my uncles from the club. BUt going home, I’d have to deal with being around Jax.”

Natasha’s eyes narrowed, she didn’t like that the thought of this Jax guy was keeping her friend from seeing her family. “Don’t let him stop you from being with your family.”

Y/n didn’t want to let seeing Jax keep her from them either but it wasn’t the cleanest situation. “Thats the thing though. Jax is technically part of that family. Always has been and always will be. It feels awkward to me now. I mean he’ll always be but with how everything went down and so recently it’s awkward. Ya know?”

Wanda nodded seeing where she was coming from. “It’ll take time for it to not feel that way anymore. For your relationship with each other to go back to how it was before romance was involved.”

Y/n smiled. “Besides I don’t want to leave you guys or Bucky.”

Natasha smirked amusedly at that, since she knew Bucky would follow her anywhere at this point. “Oh Bucky will go wherever you go.”

Y/n whined putting her head down on the armrest of the couch. This was not helping her make a decision.

Nat placed her mug on the coffee table and turned to face her sulking friend, she placed a hand on her thigh getting her attention. “Look, we can have a celebration after you get back. All of us, like we’ll do for Thanksgiving next year. And while your home we’ll all just have our small get togethers. Its how we’ve done it before for years. You should go see your brother and father.”

Wanda nodded in agreement. “I agree with Natasha. We’ll all miss you but we can celebrate when you get back.”

Y/n got where they were coming from and even she knew deep down that she needed to go to Charming for Christmas. She groaned. “Last minute flights are gonna be expensive if not impossible to get. Driving will take awhile so I better start planning if I decide to go.”

“Don’t worry about that. Bucky will have it handled.” Natasha smiled shyly as she knew travel wouldn’t be a problem. Not with his private plane.

^     ^     ^

After a day of hanging out with Peter and finishing some stuff for Aunt May, Y/n headed to Bucky’s place in the city. He had told her that due to some business he had to that he’d be staying there for the week. Y/n had been a few times and she had a key. Bucky had given her a key to his penthouse and mansion a week ago, and he made sure the personnel in the building knew who she was.

Not long after Y/n got there Bucky arrived. “Hey Doll.” He smiled, happy to see her in his place. To be able to come home to her. Bucky liked that. Bucky walked over to where Y/n was standing in the kitchen getting everything out to prepare dinner. “Put me to work.”

Y/n watched as he unbuttoned his sleeves to his dress shirt and rolled up his sleeves. It was nice that he liked to help out in the kitchen, she thought. “Can you cut up those for me?”

Bucky smiled. “Of course.” After all, he was skilled with a knife.

As Bucky started to pick up the knife Y/n’s phone started ringing on the counter in front of them.

“I got it.” Bucky put down the knife and quickly picked up the phone.

Y/n’s eyes widened but she couldn’t stop him with raw chicken on her hands. “Bucky wait no-”

But it was to late and Bucky had already answered the video call. “Hey Opie.”

“Hey man.” Opie seemed pleasantly surprised by who had answered his sister's phone. “Are you guys busy?”

“Nah man, just making dinner. What’s up?” Bucky stated as he propped the phone up in front of them on the island bar so they could continue making dinner and video chat at the same time.

Y/n narrowed her eyes at the phone's camera as her brother glanced her way with an all to telling smile.

“Well I was calling to convince my sister to come home for Chritmas.” Opie was hoping he could get Bucky on his side and he could convince his sister to come out for the holidays.

“Opie-” Y/n said his name with a sigh before he cut her off.

“Come on Y/n/n. It would mean the world to everyone here.” Opie pleaded, hoping he’d get her to change her mind one last time. He missed her and he knows their dad does to. Opie looked at Bucky. “You can bring Bucky. You're welcome to come with man. And Moxley.”

Bucky smiled and sent a nod to the camera, he appreciated the invitation. But he wouldn’t make this decision for her but he had no problem going to her home town for the holidays. 

Y/n stopped seasoning  the chicken in front of her and bit her lip. “I don’t know Ope.”

“If you're worried about Jax, don't be . I’ll make sure he stays in line. I’ve already given him a warning that if you come he keep’s his fucking trap shut. You’ve moved on. I won't let him ruin that for you.” Opie had talked to Jax on the off chance Y/n would say ‘yes’. And he agreed to not bring up any sensitive topic.

“If you want to go I’ll come with. I could meet your family. You’ve met mine.” Bucky tilted his head down towards her and placed his right hand on her lower back. He hoped if she knew he’d come that it might provide her some comfort.

Y/n looked up at her man in question, but she would admit having Bucky with her would ease her nerves. “You sure? What about-”

“The only plans I have are being with you. No matter where you are.” He told her honestly and Y/n thought about what Nat had said the night before.

Y/n sighed and turned to look back at her brother on the phone screen, waiting patiently. “Fine. We’ll come for Christmas.”

Opie smiled widely, he was finally going to get to see his sister again. Their dad and the rest of the sons will be ecstatic. “You should stay for the New Years party. Show Buck our traditions.”

Y/n puffed out a breath. “How long do you expect me to stay dude?”

They had some traditions but nothing that exciting, she knew her brother was just trying to extend their stay.

“We can stay as long as you want. I have no business till mid Janurary.” Bucky spoke up and had to hold back a smile when Y/n turned her head to him and gave him a ‘What the fuck?’ stare.

“Your man's on board Y/n/n, come on.” Opie laughed, not bothering to hide his amusement like Bucky.

“Fine. Okay, Christmas and New Years.” Y/n couldn’t wait to tell Nat and Wanda that she didn’t even want to go to begin with and now she’ll be there for basically 2 weeks.

“Can’t wait to see you sis. You to man.” Ope was over the moon now.

“Same.” Bucky smiled back at the biker.

Y/n shook her head at their buddy buddy behavior. “I need to look at flights.”

Bucky shook his head. “I’ll handle all that. Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay.” Y/n would let him do that no problem, less headache for her.

“Well I have a run to do with the club but I’ll tell dad when I get back to Charming.” Opie couldn’t wait to get back and tell him Y/n would be home for the holidays.

“K Ope. Be safe.” Y/n sent him one last smile before the two hung up.

Y/n looked at Bucky with a blank face and raised eyebrows, and turned to the sink to wash her hands.

“What?” Bucky looked at her with fake innocence.

“You really don’t mind spending all that time in Charming?” Y/n didn’t understand why he was so willing to drop everything at the drop of a hat.

Bucky shrugged with a smile, he'd rather be with her. “I don’t care where we spend the holidays. Just as long as I’m with you.”

Y/n reached for his hand and squeezed it in appreciation. She sighed. “I guess we should look at flights. Although we’ll probably have to drive.”

Bucky shook his head and cupped her cheek with his unoccupied hand. “Let me deal with the travel.” Once she gave him a nod, Bucky's smile widened. “When do you wanna go? 21?”

Y/n nodded. “That sounds good.”

Bucky kissed her temple. “I’ll set it up. We’ll leave the day after tomorrow. Better start packin.”

With that settled the couple finished making dinner and ate after feeding a hungry Moxley who had been smelling the delicious food. Bucky cut up leftover vegetables and put them on Mox’s food. With a simple text sent to Steve, Bucky had the jet set to be fueled in a day's time with a destination of California on the docket.

^     ^     ^

Flight Day 🛫

“Ready doll?” Bucky asked as he entered her apartment and was greeted with a kiss on his cheek.

“As ready as I’m gonna be.” She took a deep breath as she pulled away from Bucky and went to put her jacket on. “You sure the plane will let Mox ride in the cabin with us?” Y/n would rather drive than have Mox ride in the cargo hold. Especially such a lengthy flight.

“I’m sure.” Bucky stated confidently, it was his plane after all. “Steve and Sam are going to drive us so they can take the car back to my place.” He explained as Bucky squatted down to pet Moxley who had grown immensely.

Y/n nodded as she walked back over. “Sounds like a plan.”

Bucky stood up and grabbed her luggage while Y/n clipped Moxley's leash on and the couple headed down stairs after she locked up. The elevator ride down was fast and Bucky loaded her bags into the trunk and they headed off.

“So you excited to go visit home Y/n?” Steve sent her a smile through the rearview mirror as he drove towards the airport.

Y/n nodded, she was excited but she was also still just a hint annoyed. “I’ve missed them so yes. But it wasn’t in my original plans no.”

Steve quirked a brow and glanced at Sam and they shared a look of curiosity. “What changed?”

Y/n rolled her head to look at Bucky with a playful glare… Well mostly playful. “Bucky answered my phone.”

“Oh shit.” Sam laughed and Steve sucked in a breath.

“Yup.” She [ooped the ‘p’ as she turned her attention to Mox and Bucky tried to contain his smile. He didn’t regret answering the phone or encouraging her to go.

“You're lucky she likes you, man.” Sam shook his head amused at Bucky’s predicament and misfortune.

Once they arrived at the airport the four of them got out of the car and took out the bags.

“We’ll see you soon. Be safe.” Steve said as he hugged Y/n. He knew of her brother and father’s involvement in the Sons of Anarchy and her ex whatever. Steve didn’t think this would be a stress free vacation for Y/n.

“You to guys. Merry Christmas.” Y/n said smiling as she pulled out of Steve’s hug and got pulled into one by Sam.

“Merry Christmas.” Steve looked to Bucky and gave him a nod which Bucky returned. “Take care of her.”

Bucky smiled. “You know I will.”

Once the goodbyes were said and done and the bags were out of the car Y/n and Bucky headed inside with Mox right at her side since Bucky insisted on taking the bags. When he was with her Bucky enjoyed doing mundane things, normal things. Normally if he was taking a trip he’d have the car pulled around the back of the airport right up to the plane and his men would load his luggage, transferring it from the car to the plane. When Y/n went to go to the airline check in area Bucky stopped her.

“Not that way.” Bucky shook his head. 

“Don’t we need to check in?” Y/n looked at him confused.

“Not exactly.” Bucky nodded his head and Y/n followed him towards a private part of the airport.

“Where are we going?” Y/n asked in almost a whisper looking around not feeling like they were supposed to be in this fancy part of the airport.

Bucky didn’t answer her, just sent her a smile and went up to the room’s front desk. The clerk smiled upon seeing him approach. “Ah Mr. Barnes. Your jet is ready and on the runway.”

“Thank you.” Bucky nodded and turned to Y/n and smiled. Y/n took a deep breath and followed him, she was starting to put the pieces together. As they stepped outside and were escorted to the hangar and there was only one jet in there.

“He said your jet. Your jet? You have your own private jet?” Y/n was processing the information. This is what Natasha meant.

“Did I forget to mention that?” Bucky tilted his head innocently. He knew he hadn’t told her but she said to ease her into his lavish lifestyle, bragging about owning a plane? That wouldn’t exactly be easing.

“Holy crap.” Y/n’s eyes wide with surprise, she glanced down at Moxley and then back at Bucky with a soft smile on her lips. “This is why Mox could come, and why tickets weren’t an issue.”

“Anytime, to anywhere. We can be comfortable, on our own, and Moxley doesn’t have to ride in a luggage compartment.” He knew this was a big surprise and probably a big shock. But he knew it was more likely a happy one.

Y/n let out a breathy laugh. “This is amazing, Bucky.”

Some of the flight crew came over and took the luggage to put it on the plane. Bucky held out his hand to her and she took it as he led her up the stairs and into the jet.

Bucky watched her take it in, hoping she liked it. “Make yourself comfortable. Mox has.”

Y/n glanced over and saw Moxley had made himself indeed comfortable in the fancy dog bed that Bucky had installed just for him.

The couple made themselves comfortable and the plane took off. An hour into the flight they had ordered lunch and chatted. But the closer they got to California the more Bucky felt the need to ask a few questions.

“So is there anything I need to know before we land?” Bucky just wanted to be sure he was prepared to meet some of the important people in her life.

Y/n gently shook her head. “I think you know all you need to know. You’ve met Opie, my dad might grill you but he’ll like you. He’s got an oxygen tank due to severe emphysema. It stems from his Vietnam War days. His name is Piermont but goes by Piney.”

Bucky cracked a smirk. “More odd name’s huh Darlin.”

Y/n smiled at him leaning forward. “You haven’t heard the end of it. Uncles: Chib’s, Tig, Clay, Bobby. One member’s name is - well he goes by Juice, there was a Halfsack. A member who joined Samcro’s charter Happy. He’s known as the Tacoma killer.” Then she leaned back and sighed. “Jax will be there obviously.”

Bucky nodded slowly. “Are you okay with that?”

Y/n but her lip as she thought loud and hard on it in her head. “I don’t really have a choice. It’s just awkward. I don’t hate him, its just going to be odd.”

Bucky reached for her hand as reassurance. “I’ll be right at your side the whole time.”

She squeezed his hand. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”

“Don’t worry, Doll.” Bucky pulled her closer and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “I rented a house on the outskirts of Charming for us to stay during the visit.”

Y/n raised a brow at him. That's Charmings rich elite part of town. “Outskirts? Bucky, a hotel would’ve been fine.”

Bucky ran his hand through her hair and shrugged. It wasn’t a big deal, not to him. He’d rather they be comfortable and have some privacy. “I wanted us to be comfortable and it gives us some privacy far away from the club.”

Bucky wanted to be able to give her an out, some breathing room. Just so she’d be more comfortable. After all, like she said he’s the main reason she even came home was because of him.

“Thank you.” Y/n leaned into him not realizing how much thought he had put into making sure she was comfortable being home when she hadn’t wanted to be.

“You don’t have to thank me. I have your best interest as my top priority.” He kissed her temple and they relaxed the rest of the flight, talked about things other than their impending vacation location.

Once they landed a private car was waiting for them so they loaded up their stuff and Y/n put Mox in the backseat and the 3 of them headed to the rental house.

“This is really nice. For Charming it’s insane.” Y/n gawked at the furnished house. Even for the richy rich side of her home town this house was a lot.

“It was the nicest one available.” Bucky unclipped Moxley's leash and let him go sniffing around the new environment.

“I can believe it.” Y/n was amazed, this would be a nice place to stay for the time being. Y/n took out her phone. “I’ll call Opie and tell him we landed.”

“Do you wanna see them tonight?” He asked as he brought their bags to the master bedroom.

“No, I'm tired. Let's have tonight for just us.” Y/n texted Opie and he responded right away. “Opie said good and he hopes to see us tomorrow.”

Bucky set down the bags and then decided to walk up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulders. “I’m fine with that. Let's order in dinner. What's good around here?”

Y/n gave him a couple of options she use to order from when she lived here, they decided on burgers so they ordered and waited. It didn’t take to long considering the place they ordered from was actually closest to the rental house. Their food arrived around the same time Moxley's dog food bag was delivered which Bucky had set up before they even left New York. After they all ate their yummy dinner the couple decided to move into the bedroom cuddling turned into falling asleep in each other's arms with a Mox across their legs snoring.

The next morning they woke up and Bucky made breakfast with what was in the fully stocked fridge. Y/n texted Opie to find out a time to meet up with him and their dad. After they ate breakfast and got ready for the day, the couple took a walk and Opei had responded about getting lunch in town. So they left the tv on for Moxley since he’d been staying behind and they headed off to meet up with her brother and father.

“Are you nervous?” Y/n asked Bucky as he drove them into town having picked up on his tense shoulders and tight grip on the steering wheel.

Bucky spared her a quick glance before focusing back on the road. “I’m meeting your father for the first time. I’m a little nervous.”

Y/n smiled amused. “Opie liked you. I think my dad will to.”

Bucky furrowed his brows. “Why’s that? Just cause Opie and I get along?”

Y/n nodded, she knew her dad would like him so he had no reason to be nervous. But it was amusing. “Well that's cause Opie is a great judge of character. But also because of how you treat me.”

Bucky pulled into the small diner's parking lot and he got out and went around the car to open her door and helped her out. “I can’t imagine treating you any other way.” He tilted his head down and kissed the top of her head, before they headed inside hand in hand.

“Y/n.” Opie instantly stood up out of the booth when he saw her enter.

“Opie.” Y/n’s face broke out into a wide smile.

Opie embraced her in a tight hug, almost lifting her off the floor. “God I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you to, Opie.” Y/n mumbled into his shoulder knowing he heard her as his grip tightened. Once the two siblings pulled away Y/n went around her brother. “Dad.”

“Princess.” Piney smiled with tears building in his eyes at seeing his daughter again after so long. Don’t get him wrong he’s happy she got out and he doesn’t regret encouraging her to leave, but he does of course miss his daughter. The father and daughter hugged and stayed silent in it just enjoying being with each other again.

“Hey, man. How was the flight?” Opie asked Bucky as the two gave each other a quick bro hug. Opie was glad Bucky got his sister to come home. He was glad Bucky tagged along as well. Sure he doesn’t know him that well yet but from what he’s seen he likes Bucky so far.

“Hey, Opie. It was nice. Smooth.” Bucky answered not giving to much detail, figuring Y/n would say more if she wanted them to know.

Y/n and Piney pulled apart and Y/n stepped aside to introduce her dad to her boyfriend. “Dad, this is Bucky Barnes. My boyfriend.”

“Sit.” Bucky reached out his hand to shake her dad’s and Piney just stared at it for a moment before cracking a smile.

“Please son call me Piney.” Piney shook his head regretting Bucky’s words and gesture. So far he seemed like a gentleman, and Piney had the benefit of sitting at an angle to have seen them pull up. This young man opened the door for his princess. That earned Bucky some brownie points. “Lets sit and eat.”

The 4 of them talked and her dad and Opie got to know some more of Bucky. Y/n and Bucky held hands down at their sides since they were on one side of the booth and her father and brother seated on the other. They had all finished their food awhile ago when Opie and Bucky got up to go to the restroom, leaving Y/n and her father alone for a few minutes.

“He seems good for you.” From what Piney has been paying attention to all during lunch he liked how this Bucky guy treated his daughter. How happy she seemed with him.

Y/n blushed smiling as she took a sip of her cake. “He is.”

“Does he treat you right?” Piney asked, he would not stand for her being treated badly. He didn’t like it the first time around.

Y/n sent her dad a reassuring smile. “He treats me like I’m a Queen dad.” 

“Good. Good. Guess I have to change my nickname for you huh? Princesses doesn’t fit when you're a Queen now.” Piney joked, but there was some solemnness in his tone. His little girl wasn’t a little girl anymore. She’s all grown up.

Y/n reached across the table to hold one of his hands. “I’ll always be your princess daddy.”

“You're growing up though and I have to accept that.” Piney sent her a smile and squeezed her hand. “I’m proud of you.”

Now it was Y/n fighting not to get emotional. “That means a lot.”

“I’ve always been proud of you and your decisions. Getting out of Charming was the best thing for you. And it leads you to him.” Piney told her needing her to know he was so proud of her, for standing up for herself and for knowing the best thing for her would be leaving. And leaving led her to a from what he could tell a really good guy. Y/n sat back listening to him.

“I wouldn’t change it for the world.” Y/n knew everything that truly sucked and caused her pain also caused her to leave, and leaving led her to so many good things. “I miss you, Ope, and everyone but-”

“You're doing better there. I get it. He’s good for you.” Piney completely understood what she meant, and he only ever wanted her to be happy.

“He is.” More than her father or brother could know. At least for now.

Right when Opie and Bucky came back Opie asked. “What’re you doing tomorrow?”

Y/n interlaced hers and bucky’s hands before answering. “I’m gonna show him around.”

Opie nodded. “We’ll see you for the Christmas Eve bash?”

Bucky nodded. “We’ll be there.”

With that they headed their separate ways. The next day Y/n was showing Bucky around her home town. Showing him where she went to school, ate, hung out, etc,etc. Some of his favorites were where she went when she ditched school.

As they exited the ice cream parlor they just so happened to run into 2 old friends.

“Y/n?” Hale said in confusion, not believing his eyes.

“Hale. Unser.” Y/n greeted them with a nod and a smile. Upon seeing their uniforms she could feel Bucky tense the slightest bit.

“Your back sweetie?” Unser gave her a hug before stepping back to look at her. She looked better.

“Visiting for the holidays. This is Bucky, my boyfriend.” Y/n shook her head, she missed California but even if she moved back she doubted it’d be to Charming.

“He’s meeting your ‘family’?” Hale quirked a suspicious brow.

“Yup.” Y/n squeezed her shoulders, her body going on the defense.

“Hale.” Unser scolded before his deputy could cause a problem.

“I’m just-”

“I’m out David. I’ve been gone and out for almost a year. I’m only visiting, I’m not staying.” Y/n interrupted him, she knew he was only coming from a place of concern.

Hale’s facial features softened and he gave her an apologetic smile. “Y/n/n, I’m sorry.”

Y/n waved him off. “I know you mean well.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Bucky. You from, wherever she ran off to?” Unser joked about it while changing the subject.

Bucky let out a laugh and gave the older man a nod. “Yes. And I’m very lucky.”

“He doesn’t treat you like Teller does he? No offense man.” Hale asked, wanting to make sure she wasn’t with another asshole. David hated the way Jax had treated Y/n. He thought of him as an asshole but he never thought Teller would take advantage of Y/n like he did.

“None taken.” Bucky appreciated his looking out for her. Even if he got slightly insulted by it. 

“He treats me better than anyone.” Y/n spoke honestly, Bucky treated her better than anyone she had ever been with.

“Good.” Hale gave a nod.

“Maybe we’ll see you around before you leave?” Unser knew they needed to go but he hoped they’d see the couple again before they left the small town for who knows how long.

“Count on it.” Y/n smiled.

“Nice to meet you Bucky.” Unser smiled.

“Nice to meet you.” Bucky smiled back.

“Treat her right.” Hale patted Bucky's shoulder as they passed.

“Always.” Bucky stated watching them leave.

“Bye Y/n/n.” Hale one arm hugged her.

“Bye David. Bye, Unser.” Y/n returned the hug and watched them leave before turning back to Bucky.

“Your friends with cop’s?” Bucky was surprised considering what the Son’s, her family deals in.

Y/n shrugged her shoulders. “Unser’s known me my whole life and he covers for the club often.”

Bucky raised a brow. “And deputy Hale?”

“We went to school together. He hates Jax and Samcro.” She explained.

“He seemed protective of you.” Which put Bucky’s guard up.

“We were good friends in school and before I left. He always worried about club backlash hurting me.” Y/n watched as Bucky’s jaw clenched now whether that was from the being friends or the mentions of club backlash hurting her she didn’t know. “Just friends. He was like a brother.”

“Has Son’s backlash ever harmed you before?” That sentence had put him on edge.

“Maybe once or twice. Never that bad though.” Y/n assured him before they continued on with his tour. Though in the back of Bucky’s mind was anger building that he was keeping controlled for her sake.

^     ^     ^

Christmas Eve Party Day 

“So this is at the clubhouse?” Bucky asked as they finished getting ready. Bucky was wearing a dark red button up shirt and black jeans, while Y/n was wearing a green dress that had glitter through the fabric paired with black tights and a jacket.

“Yup. It’ll be decked out and there will be a ton of booze. Tonight the club members will all be there, plus the old ladies, sweetbutts, and croweaters. Tonight for everyone. Tomorrow will be more intimate. Just family. The core.” Y/n told him as she finished her hair and left the bathroom.

Bucky approached her and cupped her neck leaning down to kiss her lips. “So you're gonna stay in my arms all night?”

“No place I’d rather be.” Y/n smiled up at him.

Bucky dropped his hands to her arms and rubbed her up and down. “You seem apprehensive. What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing.” Y/n dismissed but Bucky wasn’t buying it.

“Y/n. I know you better than that. Tell me.” Bucky wanted to know so he could help.

“Tonight's just going to be. . .an experience.” Y/n knew Bucky is 100% hers but she couldn’t help but hate that they would be surrounded by the club's party favors all night.

“I only have eyes for you. If that's what you're worried about, don't be.” It was like he could read her mind and right now she appreciated it. She wasn’t jealous; it was more a form of PTSD. Being around the party favors always caused her pain with Jax and even though Bucky wouldn’t do anything it was still nerve racking for her.

Y/n glanced down and sucked in a shaky breath. “There will be a lot of barely clothed women there.”

Bucky pulled her head to angle upwards and pressed their foreheads together. “There’s only one woman I want and I have her. You.”

Moxley whined at their feet and Y/n pulled away, leaning down to pet the pup who sensed her anxiousness and wanted to help.

“I hate leaving him.” Bucky frowned down at the pup.

Y/n stood up full height, she hated leaving him to but he would not have fun at the clubhouse tonight. “Trust me he will be happier here than with us. We’ll bring him tomorrow.”

^      ^     ^

At Clubhouse 

“Wow.” Bucky stated as he looked around at all the people. Y/n wasn’t kidding about booze, naked women, and lots of members.

“Yeah, their parties are always like this.” Y/n sighed. This she had not missed having never been a partier herself.

Bucky nodded and leaned down by her ear and said. “Okay I see why you would be nervous. I will say it’s very tasteless.”

Y/n turned her head to him in shock. “Seriously?”

Bucky shrugged. “I’ve been to nicer strip clubs.”

Y/n laughed. “I have no doubt about that.”

And Bucky’s goal was achieved in helping relax her nerves as she laughed, though he did tell the truth he’s been to way nicer places.

“Hey! You made it.” Opie greeted them happily.

“Of course.” Bucky smiled, leading them over to her brother.

“Hey Lass.” Chib’s stood up to give her a hug before sitting back down.

“Chib’s.” Y/n smiled, having missed the Scotsman.

“It’s been to long, Lass.” He would admit he missed her, they were close before she left. Y/n confided in Chibs.

“I know.” She sent him a tight smile.

“You need to visit more girlie.” Tig joked, hugging her next.

“Tig.” Y/n laughed, hugging him back.

“Leave the girl alone.” Bobby shook his head, he missed her as well but she was safer away from this town.

Y/n left Tig’s arms and went over to Bobby so he wouldn’t have to get up. “Thanks Bobby.”

“Who’s your man, Lass?” Chibs spoke up.

Y/n stepped back and stood next to Bucky wrapping an arm around his waist which he returned. “This is Bucky. Bucky these are some of my family. Chibs, Tig, and Bobby.”

Tig squinted playfully and pointed between the two. “How long has this been going on?”

“Long enough.” Y/n’s tone and the look on her face let them know that she and Bucky had been together long enough to not be fully in the dark and that they were serious.

“Well then welcome man.” Bobby smiled, shaking Bucky’s hand.

“You want a beer, man?” Opie asked Bucky knowing Y/n doesn’t like beer.

“Yeah.” He nodded, he could use a beer.

“Juice.” Bobby turned his head to the younger member.

“Got it.” Juice nodded and handed one to Bucky.

“Thanks.” Bucly took it and popped off the top.

“Don’t mention it.” Juice waved him off with a small smile.

“Have you been inside?” Tig asked before taking a drink of his own beer.

Bucky shrugged and nodded. “For a look around.”

“Not to your liking?” Jax spoke up from the other side of Opie as he had made his way over.

“I don’t need to watch your party favors.” Y/n scoffed.

Tig broke out into a smile with the rest of them. “I still love that you call them that.”

“Now how come your skinny ass hasn’t been by to see me?” Gemma asked as she came over to the group as well when she had seen Y/n arrive.

“Sorry Ma.” Y/n sent her a sheepish smile. Gemma was basically the mother figure Y/n and Opie had growing up around the club and their own mom hating the club.

“Who’s your guy?” Gemma waved off her apology and wanted to know more about the new face.

“Gemma, this is Bucky. Bucky, this is Gemma, her husband Clay, and that's Jax.” Y/n introduced almost nervously but the only one to pick up on it being Bucky who in turn held her tighter. Which seemed to calm her nerves.

“Nice to meet you all.” Bucky greeted politely. Though he did eye Jax longer than he did Gemma or Clay. And if anyone noticed no one mentioned it.

“Nice to meet you baby.” Gemma smiled looking him up and down then with no shame winked at Y/n. “He’s a looker.”

Y/n smirked right at the older woman. “He is.”

“Gross.” All the guys grumbled disgusted while Gemma and Y/n were amused and Bucky laughed flattered.

“Don’t.” Opie said under his breath as he noticed Jax open his mouth to comment. Jax shut his mouth and the two just stared at each other.

Meanwhile Bucky whispered in Y/n’s ear. “Who’s the guy that just sent me a nod but doesn’t seem to talk much?”

Y/n had noticed as well. “Happy.”

Bucky smiled and nodded. “Ah. I seem to have his approval so far.”

“So far.” She smiled knowing Happy that could change. Y/n lead Bucky over to get something to eat inside the clubhouse.

“Don’t.” Opie said again as he watched Jax eye Y/n and Bucky.

“What?” Jax acted innocent but they all saw right through it.

“Don’t.” Opie stated sternly, it was the only word that needed to be said.

“I haven’t done anything.” Jax shrugged innocently.

“It’s what we all see ya want to Jackie.” Chibs shook his head at the blonde, they all knew.

“She seems brighter.” Juice spoke up feeling it needed to be said.

“Happy.” Tig added.

“Confident.” Bobby contributed.

Gemma nodded in agreement. “More like her old self.”

“Bold.” Happy felt the word fit.

“She’s moved on. She’s in love. And frankly, you lost your chance boy.” Clay told his stepson with a blank face.

“Don’t make it awkward man.” Tig hoped, hell they all hoped she’d come visit more often but if Jax tried any shit they all knew it’d be even longer before they saw her again. And that wasn’t fair to Opie or Piney.

“Don’t you dare ruin Christmas.” Gemme shoved her finger into her son’s chest before walking away.

“You heard your mother.” Clay said as he pasted Jax to follow his old lady.

“Look man. I have no doubt you liked her, maybe even loved my sister. But you mutilated your shot brother. You really hurt her and confused her to the point of emotional stress. . . She’s finally happy man. Let her be happy. And Bucky. He’s a good man. He’s a good guy from what I’ve seen and he treats her really damn good.” Opie would not let his brother hurt her again. Brothers or not, best friends or not.

Jax stared at Opie for a long moment contemplating his words and he nodded. “Okay.”

“Thanks man.” Now he’s hoping he just keeps his word.

“I just want her to be happy in the long run. . .Besides, you never know.” Jax shrugs after his pause, relationships don’t always work out. Bucky could be a faze as far as he was concerned.

Opie shook his head, he’d have to keep a close eye on him he wouldn’t let Jax ruin this for his sister. He already made her move and leave town.

^     ^     ^

“You really call them party favors?” Bucky smiled very amused at her earlier comment.

“That's what they are!” Y/n exclaimed.

“Blondie keeps taking glances.” Tig mentioned as the couple came back over. All the guys were keeping tabs on Jax with Y/n here.

Y/n rolled her eyes and looked up at Bucky leaning into his side. “Let him. You're the only one who has my eye.”

“Hmm.” Bucky liked the sound of that, the two were sitting on the picnic table.

“Slut 2 o’clock.” Juice pointed out.

“Y/n.” Ima sent the Y/h/c-ed a fake smile.

“Ima.” Y/n returned the fakeness tenfold.

“Who’s this?” Ima turned her attention towards Bucky and she popped her hip out to the side and pushed out her breast.

“Mine.” Y/n stated narrowing her eyes at the whore in front of her, and Y/n didn’t use that term lightly.

Ima took what Y/n was sure was suppose to be a seductive step forward. “Bet I could show you a good time baby.”

Bucky looked her up and down assessing before sending her a look of disinterest and disgust. “No thanks.”

Opie was getting as pissed as his sister. “Ima not now.”

Ima ignored them and stepped closer to Bucky. “Oh come one baby. I know I’m better in bed.”

Bucky smirked. “I severely doubt that.”

“You never know if you don’t try.” Ima continued to push.

“Not interested in the slightest.” Bucky was getting annoyed now. This was major disrespect towards Y/n and if they were in his territory this girl would be banned from his part of the city and anywhere he owned. Bucky could feel Y/n’s body tense and get stiffer by the moment.

“Bet I could persuade you.” Ima was standing right in front of him now.

“Ima. Walk away.” Y/n growled, she was crossing lines that Y/n wasn’t going to hold back from meeting her over.

“What’re you gonna do if I don’t?” Ima challenged looking at Y/n with exasperation.

“Deck you.” Y/n stated plain and clear.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Ima rolled her eyes. She went back to focusing all her attention on Bucky, but as she went to touch him Y/n grabbed her hand.

“Try and touch him again and I will.” Y/n looked her directly in the eyes, daring her to do it. “Don’t touch what's mine.”

“I’ll do what I want.” Ima smirked and ran her opposite hand down Bucky’s arm.

And with that Y/n jumped off the table and punched Ima dead center in the face. Effectively decking her. Everyone went silent. “I warned you. Merry fucking Christmas.”

Ima spat out some blood and looked at Bucky with shock. “Do you see what you're with?”

“Like she said. I’m her’s.” Bucky smiled smugly and pulled Y/n back by the hips to stand between his legs. He felt an enormous sense of pride at what his girl did. Bucky threw an unimpressed look at Ima. “You should’ve walked away.”

With that Ima scoffed and walked away to lick her wounds.

Chibs raised his beer in cheers to Y/n. “You got a good one, Lass.”

They were all impressed with Bucky’s behavior towards Ima.

“Yeah, he can turn down the likes of Ima.” Juice stated lifting his beer as well.

Bucky shaked his head ‘no’, it wasn’t a big deal to him. He has what he wants, why jeopardize that. “Wasn’t hard. I have who I want. Not gonna ruin that. Especially for someone not my type. Not worth it.”

Opie sent Bucky a nod of respect which Bucky returned. Bucky earned all the Son’s respect with that statement and his actions. Even Jax had to give him respect for that.

“For your hand hunny.” Gemme handed her a bag of ice to help with the swelling.

Y/n grabbed it, taking it from Gemma, which Bukcy took from Y/n to hold to her knuckles for her. Which again Bucky’s actions were noticed by everyone around.

“Thanks.” Y/n nodded to Gemma, leaning back all her weight into Bucky’s chest.

The rest of the night wasn’t as near as eventful. At some point Opie’s kids came around to where most of them were hanging out, the people who they knew. When Ellie asked where Santa was, if he was close Bucky got the NORAD Santa tracker up on his phone to show Ellie and Kenny. Around 11pm Y/n and Bucky said their goodbyes and headed back to the rental house.

“I’m sorry that I got kinda possessive over you back there.” Y/n fidgeted, she didn’t want to come across like that.

Bucky squinted and walked up to her and lifted right hand up and placed it over his heart. “Don’t apologize. I’m yours and you're mine.”

“Ima’s a bitch.” Y/n mumbled under her breath. 

Bucky agreed. “I could see that. I’d call her a viper.”

Y/n scoffed. “Suits her.”

Bucky smirked at a thought he had and knew he had to say it. “You decked the halls with her.”

Y/n broke out into laughter. “Oh my God!”

He liked that it brought her out of the shell she was crawling into. “Nice right back.”

“Thanks.” Y/n smiled at him.

Bucky kissed her forehead. “Let’s head to bed.”

Y/n, Bucky, and Moxley headed to the bedroom to get ready for bed and go to sleep after a long night.

^     ^     ^

In the morning Y/n and Moxley woke up in bed together with no Bucky but there was the smell of bacon and cinnamon rolls. So Y/n and Moxley got up and headed out to the large open living room and kitchen.

Y/n looked around and saw tons of presents and stockings filled. “What’s all this?” 

“Merry Christmas.” Bucky sent her a huge grin from the kitchen. He was proud of himself for all he had accomplished without waking her.

“You did all this?” She asked, looking at him with astonishment. When he nodded in confirmation Y/n let out a joyful laugh. “It’s amazing.”

“Santa even left stuff for Mox.” He pointed out and when Y/n turned to look Mox had already found the toys Santa had left for him.

Y/n walked over into the kitchen and leaned up to kiss Bucky on the cheek. “You are so sweet.”

With that they enjoyed their breakfast and let Mox play with his new toys. The couple opened some of the gifts, Y/n was surprised when her presents for him were under the tree.

^     ^     ^

“Merry Christmas Baby.” Gemma greeted her son as he exited the dorms having slept there instead of driving home drunk last night.

“Merry Christmas Ma.” Jax kissed his mom’s check as he passed by her.

“Who’s everyone getting here?” Clay asked, leaning against the counter next to his wife.

“Around noon.” Gemma answered before turning to look at her son and pointed a spatula at him. “And you better behave.”

Jax held his hands up in surrender. “I’ll be on my best behavior ma. Promise.” 

Gemma stared a bit longer at her son with narrowed eyes, she didn’t believe him fully after last night. So he’d make sure to keep a close eye on him.

^     ^     ^

“Your sister's going to be there?” Piney double checked as he and Opie were preparing to hand out.

“Yeah, Pop.” Opie confirmed, ready to see his sister again. 

Piney nodded with a smile. “Good.”

“What’d you think of Bucky?” Opie wondered, he had meant to ask when they got home last night. Piney had stayed with his son to wake up with Donna and the kids for Christmas. When they got back everyone was so tired they went straight to bed.

“He seems like a good guy. Treats your sister well from what I’ve seen.” Piney from what he’s seen and he’s witnessed Bucky seemed like a stand up guy. He treated his daughter with respect and if last night was anything to go by, he would never cheat on her.

“He does.” Opie would agree.

Piney turned to his son and a happy relieved smile was on his face. “I’m glad she’s finally happy.”

“Me too.” Hell Opie would even say his sister was at peace.

^      ^     ^

(Drive Over To Clubhouse) 

“Do you think they liked me?” Bucky asked curiously as he sat behind the wheel driving them to the club.

Y/n nodded reaching for his hand resting on the center console and she interlaced their fingers. “I think they liked you and then you earned their respect with the Ima thing.”

Bucky glanced at her for a quick moment before pointing out. “One week left. Do you miss this?”

Y/n sighed and shrugged. “I miss the people, I don’t miss the place.”

Charming was a very toxic little town.

“We can visit anytime you want. I can always send the plane for your brother and father.” Bucky offered, he had no problem sending the plane for them so Y/n could see her family, especially if it’d make it easier.

Y/n smiled at him. “I appreciate that.”

“Just let me know.” Bucky lifted their intertwined hands and kissed the back of hers.

Y/n knew with club business they couldn’t visit often but she would definitely let them know about the plane option when the time was right.

Once they pulled into the lot and parked, Y/n got Moxley out of the backseat, clipping his leash on. Gemma heard the car pull up and went out to meet them.

“Hey baby. Bucky.” Gemma greeted the two with hugs.

“Hey Gem. Merry Christmas.” Y/n greeted back with a smile.

“Merry Christmas. How’s the hand?” Gemma asked, glancing down to see Y/n’s bruised knuckles.

Y/n smirked. “Better. How is Ima's face?”

Gemma mirrored her smirk. “Ugly as usual."

“Do you need any help?” Bucky asked as they followed Gemma inside.

“Could you help bring in some more beer?” Gemma would definitely take the extra help if he was offering.

“Of course.” Bucky had no problem getting more beer or even cooking if it’d help.

“I can show him.” Jax said as he entered the main room. “Come on man.” Jax nodded his head at Bucky to follow him.

Y/n sent Bucky a wary glance, she didn’t trust Jax’s motives. Bucky kissed her temple in assurance it would all be good. Bucky wouldn’t take any bait and he could handle anything Jax tired. Bucky left with Jax and Gemma had taken notice of the couple’s exchange.

“You worried for him?” Gemma raised brow at the Y/h/c-ed girl.

Y/n shook her head, she wasn’t worried she was cautious of Jax’s motions. “Bucky can handle his own.”

Meanwhile outside Jax had led Bucky over to the storage area for the bar. “There over here.”

Bucky glanced around and noticed there was one type of beer over the others that had a lot more stock. “A favorite?”

Jax let out an airy laugh. “You could say that. What’s yours?”

Bucky grabbed a case before entering. “I own a brewery so I’m biased to my beer.”

Jax didn’t know how to respond to hearing that so he let out a whistle. “Nice.”

Hearing that he owned a brewery ruined Jax’s plans to question the guy, so they continued with small talk as they were brought in a couple of cases. Although later in the afternoon everyone was enjoying each other's company and having a great Christmas, the topic was brought up again where Bucky mentioned owning a few restaurants. And this made Jax narrow his eyes in confusion since that's not what the guy dating his best friend's sister had said earlier.

“I thought you owned a brewery?” Jax spoke up leaning his baby forward, placing his elbows on his knees?

Bucky nodded looking to the blonde biker. “I do.”

“And a restaurant?” Tig squinted confused.

“More than one, but yes.” Bucky nodded, he had nothing to hide. His businesses are all legit and had nothing to do with the mob side of his life. It was the main reason the cops never suspect him. The reason his rumored name is the ‘Winter Soldier’.

“Bucky’s in many industries. Brewery, restaurants, candy soon, club’s, a casino, and I could go on but we’d be here all night.” Y/n said nonchalantly, she knew Bucky was letting her call the shots in what they knew. Which she appreciated, and she wasn’t bragging but they truly would be there all night.

Opie snickered at the faces around the room, he knew Bucky was rich. Hell he was sure the guy was a billionaire, he saw that custom dress, the suits he wore when he wasn’t in jeans and some kind of casual shirt.

“Shit.” Chib’s said in a breathy mumble.

“No kidding.” Bobby added as they all continued to try and process this exact information.

“So. You have a mansion I assume?” Juice was not able to contain his curiosity.

“Yes.” Bucky glanced down at Y/n for a moment and meeting her gaze sent the rest of them into juices curiosity mode.

“And…?” Juice pressed.

Y/n sent Bucky a subital nod as she saw everyone including her father looking at them with full blown interest. Bucky turned his head back to face them all. “And a house boat, penthouse, island, hotel, private plane, etc etc.”

The mouths of the room dropped, all besides Opies.

“Holy crap.” Tig coughed in shock.

Piney leaned over to his son and whispered. “Did you know?”

Opie shrugged and whispered back. “I knew he was rich.”

He knew Buck was rich and suspected he’d have those kinds of things so he wasn’t as shocked as everyone else. Opie had no doubt that it was probably still taking his sister time to get use to it all.

“Good job baby.” Gemma leaned down and whispered in her ear as she passed by. Gemma would admit she was impressed and proud of their girl snagging a rich guy.

But that wasn’t why y/n loved or is with Bucky. She could care less about his money or things. That was one of the reasons Bucky loved her. And that was the moment they both realized, they did love the other. No doubts.

After everyone got over the shock of it all Christmas continued and they had a big dinner. Around 10pm Bucky and Y/n decided to take Mox and go home. They’d see everyone again soon.

When they got home Mox was happily running over to his new toy’s while Y/n put the left overs in the fridge, Bucky following right behind.

“That was a good Christmas.” Bucky had enjoyed himself and he liked Y/n’s friends/family.

“It was nice. Thank you for coming.” Y/n agreed it was nice, but it wouldn’t have been the same to her if Bucky hadn’t been there.

Bucky wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. “I’ll follow you anywhere.”

“Ditto.” Y/n leaned back into him.

“I like your family.” Bucky spoke softly into her neck.

“They didn’t scare you off?” That was one of Y/n’s fears. Sure Bucky was a Mob boss and dealt with shit everyday. But Samcro had chased many away.

“Nothing could scare me off from you. Nothing.” Bucky kissed her neck as he spoke such a promise. A promise that Bucky would never break.