Gracie's Story

Truth is Known

~~~~~~~~~~~~OPIE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As a kid I loved family dinners, not only did I see a shit ton of boobs, but also I saw my best friends Jax and Grace. We would play and prank and do a bunch of guy stuff, until someone told us to go away, and when we were older we would use this time to drink, smoke, or get high. Now that I am older though it felt weird, since I can't prank people like I used to and one of my best friends is missing from this dinner. I sat there across from my kids, next to my father as I stuffed my face with okay tasting food, until Clay asked me, "Was she too chicken to come?"

"No she actually was really tired, probably from all the fun she was having." I snapped back

"Oh I figured she didn't want me to slit her throat." Gemma said playing with her dinner knife.

"Hey not in front of the kids." Luann piped up, "Now does this finally mean babygirl and you are..."

"Yea Luann, we did." I looked at my kids, tired of the comments and questioning and asked the kids, "Wanna go see Gracie?"

Their eyes lit up as they immediately jumped from their seats, running to the door. Most times I would have stopped them to thank the cook but I didn't care. Then Piney was next to me going, "I'll go see her too."

Driving home I watched the two kids slowly fall asleep in the back seat, Grace was right, I should spend more time with them. As I pulled in I noticed the front door was wide open, and I jumped out the same time Piney did and shouted, "Stay with them." I pulled my gun to my side and slowly walked into the house. She wasn't asleep on the couch and something told me she wasn't even in the house, or the assholes who broke in. I still did a sweep of the house and ran out front, phone in hand, and called Jax.

"What do you mean she is gone?" He shouted into the phone

"I mean I left her asleep on the couch, locked the door, came back to find the couch empty and the door busted open. She is nowhere to be found brother. We got to find her."

"Ok brother. I'll tell the guys."

Soon I heard a collection of engines driving down the street and killing itself outside my house. I wiped my tears and greeted them outside. Clay was the first to jump off the bike and say, "What do we know?"

"Nothing. We know nothing."

~~~~~~~~~Grace~~~~~~~~~~

"Welcome home." the man whispered to me before knocking and running.

As I tried to turn over I was flooded by light and the sound of Tara going, "Who the hell- Oh my God, Grace. GEMMA!"

Then hands just picking me up and placing me on the couch, Gemma sat next to me with her arm around my shoulder as I cried while Tara tried to find some fresh clothes. Gemma lifted my head up and whispered to me comforting words as she gently kissed my forehead. Tara came out with fresh clothes and helped me put them on, then looked at Gemma and said, "Why do I feel like..."

"If you say it, I swear I will lose it." I whimpered

"They tell ya to tell Clay to stop sellin guns to color?" Gemma asked as I shook my head yes.

"I'll need to sneak her in. Just to make sure she is ok." Tara said, "Take her to the back entrance, I'll figure out the rest."

"Should we call the guys?" I asked

"Not till we make sure you are ok." Gemma answered leading me to her SUV. As she loaded her in Clay pulled in the drive.

"Hey you seen Grace?" He asked

"Uh, no why? She missin or something?"

"Someone broke in Ope's while she was napping, Didn't know if she reached out to you or something, if she was just vanishing again."