Quinn- Wolves MC

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Quinn

Mama had decided she was going to make soup. It was something she'd always done since the time I was little, if one of us didn't feel well she made us soup. Always the same kind of soup, and it always tasted the exact same. So when she pulled a notepad from her purse and began writing a list out I could see Gunner's gears turning in his brain. He was probably thinking she was crazy since mama had been here all of thirty minutes and already she was planning to go to the grocery store. This was of course decided after she pulled apart the kitchen fridge and cabinets to see what she was working with.

"Mama, you really don't need to make-" I begin to tell her not to, but the pointed look she gives me has my mouth snapping shut.

"You are pale as a ghost, and I came here to take care of you Quinn." She was still writing her list up. "Arguing with me over soup won't make you feel any better."

"She has a point." Gunner says, siding with my mom.

Shaking my head I repress a glare as I adjust in my seat. Mom sits across from me at the kitchen table, her head bent to the notepad and jaw set as she checks to see if she wrote everything down. It was still unreal that she is here sitting across from me. I never thought I would see her again. The way I had left things with my mother before the cult wasn't good, it haunted my dreams for months. Now as I look at her I can't believe I had told her that I didn't love her, that no one should ever love her. The words aren't something you say to your mother, definitely not something I should have ever told her.

"There." Mama says as she tears the page off satisfied. "Now, where is the nearest grocery store in this town?"

Gunner just smiles at her, his dimple showing as he does. God he's adorable.

"I got a guy who can go to the store for you, Mrs. Blythe." Gunner pushes off the counter he was leaning on to take the list from my mom.

"Please, call me Penny." Mama smiles right back at him, it's rather impossible to not return one of Gunner's smiles.

"I'll be back." Gunner nods to something he decided in his head before heading to the door, as he goes he pauses and drops a kiss to the top of my head before leaving.

"When you said you were at a biker club the first thought I had was that you were delusional for saying you were safe, but now that I am here and I see the way that that boy looks at you I understand."

"He's a good man mama." I can't help but smile as I lean my elbows into the table. My back muscles weren't strong enough to hold me completely upright for long periods of time.

"I see he's got a little girl." She raises an eyebrow at me in question. That look was asking if I was alright with it. She should know she raised me better than to be a rattlesnake.

"Yes, he does." I lift a shoulder in a shrug. "Reese is a cool kid, and easy to love."

"Okay." She says softly tacking a smile onto it that was genuine.

"I thought I was coming out here to rescue my little girl, but it seems like you're taken care of. It won't stop me from making you fuckin soup though. You're getting the damn soup Quinn. And then you're going to tell me what happened when you're ready, understand?" She gives me that no bullshit look I grew up with and had always hated, but now I was happy to see it.

"Alright." The idea of telling her was scary, but then again she's my mom. There are things I won't tell her, but I'll tell her enough that she feels like I came clean. Some of it just isn't something I can tell her without feeling ashamed of myself.

We sit there talking for a few more minutes until Gunner comes back with Blitz in toe.

"Blitz this is Quinn's mom Penny Blythe." Gunner introduced and Blitz smiles shyly at my mom.

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Blythe. Gunner assigned me to get your groceries." I don't think I had ever heard Blitz speak so formally. It was rather uncanny.

"Nice to meet you too hunny. Does my list make sense to you?"

Blitz pulls the list from his pocket and reads it over nodding, "yes ma'am. I think I have it under control."

"Alrighty then." Mama leans back in her chair a smile still lingering on her face.

"Get goin Blitz." Gunner jerks his head towards the door and Blitz turns on his heel and leaves as Gunner takes a seat next to me, his arm draping across my chair back.

"You have all of these men running around for you." Mama observes with narrowed eyes, "It makes you quite dangerous, doesn't it?"

Gunner holds her stare as he process the question neither of us were expecting. Mom has never been on to hold what she is thinking in, it makes her not everyone's drink of choice.

"Sometimes it does." Gunner says honestly.

"I knew men like you when I was younger, the man I married was kind of like you when he was young. Everyone knew him as a mean bastard, but he was a teddy bear behind the tough face he had up." My father was a fighter, he had more knock outs in the bars than most professional boxers did in the ring. People didn't fuck with him, and I guess I hadn't seen the similarities between him and Gunner until mom said it.

"Don't tell my guys I'm a teddy bear, I'll lose the weight I have over them." Gunner jokes lightly, it was a joke after all. Those men all respected him, a blind person can see it and knowing how dangerous he was when he wanted to be made him hard not to respect and fear him.

"Just treat my baby good, alright?" My face heats as mama looks between the two of us.

"Alright." She has him agreeing but she didn't have to pull his leg.

I think if he wasn't going to treat me right he wouldn't have went into gunfire to get me. That's shit you see in the movies.

"Well I've got to leave you two ladies, duty calls." Gunner sighs, leans over and kisses me. My hands go to his hair deepening it and forgetting my mother exists as I get pulled into his little world. His teeth tugging on my lip pull me backs the real world before he pulls completely away. "See you later baby."

Blinking slowly from that kiss I notice he is gone by the time the kiss induced haze leaves and my mother is smirking at me with her face a light shade of pink.

"Well damn hun, he just keeps getting harder to hate."

I can't help the eye roll that happens, "oh yeah mama I'm sure you're trying really hard to hate him."

She just smirks, "I'm supposed to hate him for your dad. But that boy is nice. It's impossible and I'm failing your father but I don't care."

Laughing I reach over and grab her hand in mine. "Thank you for coming mama. I have missed you so much." Tears prick the edge of my eyes as she squeezes my fingers.

"I missed you too Quinn. You called so I'm here, I'm always here. I just wish you would have seen that sooner.

I nod because I wish I had too. Then maybe I wouldn't have called her mean names and said nasty things to her. Maybe I would have been able to call her when I was close to a phone after I was kidnapped. But I can't change the past, it was frozen in history forever and all I can do is move on with why I've got now.