Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

Mo Mháthair

Warning: Mention of Blood, Panic Attacks, & Injury.

Filled with sugar and being able to relax with her brothers, Pixie's mood lightened significantly, to the point she began to dance around the lounge with Ellie, teaching her the lyrics to a Meat Loaf song and getting the younger girl to laugh and let loose. Jax, Lowell, and Opie began playing with Axel, Kenny, and Moby, chasing them around and pretending to be monsters much to the little boys' delights as they'd missed spending time with their fathers. Happy ended up getting involved when Axel used his leg as a shield to hide from Opie, so he scooped the boy up and put him on his shoulders, declaring he was a dragon and 'flying' Axel away from Opie and scooping up the other two boys on the way past, using his impressive upper body strength to become somewhat of a human climbing frame for the boys. Pixie was glad to see this, knowing how much Happy actually loved spending time with the kids, and it seemed like he needed some wholesome downtime just as much as the others.

Finally, Gemma rounded up the kids in the Sons van so she and Charlie could do the school run once Dale and Bulldog showed up on the drive to escort them. Luann and Lyla piled all the dishes onto the kitchen worktop and began to clean up with Juice's help whilst the others rearranged themselves in the room. Bobby had been doing his level best to try and get Clay involved more, and spent some time talking to him over pancakes, the pair of them sitting outside with the dogs for a bit so they could talk in private, and Pixie wondered where Clay was landing with all the new developments and the fact that the club wasn't in his favour at this point in time. She distracted herself by going over to where Lowell was sat at the long table, finishing his cup of coffee. Pixie sat down, grabbing Lowell's left wrist, and lifting it so she could cuddle under his arm. Lowell smiled in amusement and looked at her and the innocent expression on her face, if she could, Pixie would have had a halo shining above her head, and Lowell had come to understand that this look was anything but innocent, Pixie was hoping to get some answers by taking the puppy-dog approach.

"Can I help you?" Lowell questioned with a chuckle at Pixie's antics, flicking his gaze over to where the other Sons were milling around, watching Pixie too, trying to figure out what she was up to.

"I don't wanna pry, but I'm also dying of curiosity." Pixie responded with a giggle. "Do you feel comfy telling me about your romantic adventures last night with a certain good friend of mine?" She questioned, trying to make her phrasing elusive so that if Lowell didn't want to open up to the other Sons who hadn't been there last night and didn't know about him and Andre.

Lowell took a sip of his mug and put it down, a soft smile on his face that Pixie took as good news for the developing and surprising relationship between the two men. "You sure everyone's good with it?" Lowell asked Pixie with a nervous look to his face. Pixie reached up and ruffled his spiky brown hair affectionately to help him ease up.

"Yeah, I trust them, and I may be one hand down, but I still have one good hand to smack the shit out of anyone who makes fun of you. If you're comfy we can talk here, or else we can go out back?" Pixie reassured him, holding up her left fist as a reminder. She caught the mild interest from the other Sons going to full-blown curiosity now they could see Pixie was showing her protective side and still choosing her words carefully. Lowell looked over at them, catching the eyes of Opie, who he'd definitely gotten closer to over the past couple of days helping Pixie.

Lowell considered his options and decided that if he was going to prospect with the guys, they should get a better indication of his character, and now would be a good chance to see if he wanted to get closer to them. If they couldn't accept all of him and his love life, then they weren't family. He also knew Pixie had his back and didn't doubt she'd let rip if any unsavoury comments came his way. "Okay, since everyone's suddenly invested, I'll tell you guys." Lowell said with a laugh, especially when Lyla, Luann, and Juice sat down at the table opposite him to listen, eager to see if there would be another addition to the family. "I ended up getting talking with the Niners crew throughout the past couple of days whilst I was helping out and found Andre Akerele and I had a lot in common." Lowell paused, taking a quick sip of coffee to steady his nerves, Pixie gave him an encouraging smile, and saw that the others hadn't quite twigged where Lowell's story was going. He's interested in mechanics, likes boxing and working out, we both love the 'Discovery Channel' and got talking about our favourite shows on there. After the Niners had their explosive introduction, I went to go talk to him and make sure he was okay and we kinda bonded over how demented Sons can get to people who aren't used to their way of doing things." Lowell admitted, rubbing the back of his neck, and getting a laugh from Pixie and the other Sons, understanding the steep learning curve. "Then we carried on hanging out with each other during the party, compliments were exchanged and then we, uh, we kissed." Lowell finished, half-ducking his head expecting abuse to be hurled his way. It hurt Pixie every time she saw this trauma response from Lowell as it was a reminder of how his past had been so dark. He was making good progress, but some habits took time to ease up and she cuddled closer to his side to try and comfort him whilst the others took a second to digest Lowell's recount of events.