It's been a month since Ava and Opie returned to Charming together and she hadn't left his side. Just don't call her old lady…

1.

Ava left her car outside the TM and walked in the clubhouse. She glanced at the bikes outside and recognized Chibs's and Bobby's. Chibs got out from the garage when he saw her car pull in. The sun caressed her long limbs revealed by the black shorts she had on and the long, sleeveless white blouse over it. The combat boots she was wearing hit the scorching asphalt as she came round the car.

"Hey, darling" Chibs came up to her with the mechanic's shirt on.

"Hello, Chibs" she smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

"Opie is not here. He's with Jax and Tig"

"Yeah, I know. We are meeting later. I thought I'd come by. Can't stand the motel room"

"Sure. Go ahead, darling" he said in his Scottish accent Ava was trying to copy just in case she needed it.

Ava went in and Bobby was there with a pile of papers before him. He took off his glasses when Ava walked in and flashed a wide smile her way.

"There's my girl"

"Good to see you, Bobby" she hugged the big man and kissed him on the cheek "Slow day?"

"Quite the contrary. The more quiet it's here, the more trouble is out there"

Ava scoffed and sat on the chair across him.

"I would offer to help you but I am not sure I want to know the accountings of SAMCRO"

"Nah. I'll manage"

Ava took out her lap-top and started looking for a house.

"Still on the house hunt?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah. I think I can find something nice, cozy and affordable"

"You know…Opie has a house"

Ava looked over her screen.

"Bobby, I am aware. I am also aware that he has two kids. Plus we've been…seeing each other for like a month"

"Still" Bobby insisted.

"I am not his old lady"

"So if she were to sleep around with a crow eater…"

"I'd cut his dick and shove it down her throat. Still, I do not get the point of your question" Ava said in her most playful smiles.

"I like you, girl"

"I like you, too, Bobby"

It was a while after that she heard Harleys pulling in and minutes after that Jax, Tig and Opie came in. Jax came up to her and left a kiss on her cheek and so did Tig.

"May I?" Opie cut in and grabbed her by the waist.

It has been a month that she had been sharing her bed with that man and still she swooned over him every time he held her in his embrace. The other's howled at them like adolescents as Ava leaned in and kissed Opie. When she broke off she raised a finger at them all.

"Seriously, guys. Grow up! You are supposed to be hardened bikers, not some schoolboys"

They all laughed and went away into their business, leaving them alone.

"What you're doing?" Opie stood over her lap-top.

"Discretion, big man" she said but let him look over her screen.

"Still looking for a house?"

"I hate motels. I never stuck to one place for too long, after all"

Opie toyed with words. He said nothing but looked at her, his eyebrows raised.

"No" she just answered to a question he never posed.

"OK. How about staying here at the club? I am tired of that room, too. You know"

"Here? No, babe I am good. The guys are already grilling me, calling me your old lady"

"Ava. You are my old lady, like it or not. I am with you, there is no one else"

"For fuck's sake, Opie. Stick your dick in someone and get that title off my back"

"Not going to happen" he crushed her lips with a kiss and left her to work in the garage.

She watched him go and she still found him irresistible. She sat back down at the lap-top and sipped on her tea.

"Not ready for the crow tat yet, huh?" she heard a voice behind her.

She turned and looked upon Gemma, Jax Teller's mother and current Queen of the club. She was in her black, sassy high heels, black tight jeans and a provocative black blouse that let her cleavage show. And her scar. Ava knew about her and she managed to dance around her for a while. She had been born into the mafia life and she knew it was the women that ran things from behind the scenes, in bedrooms and family dinners, with sheer manipulation and resolve, protecting the family, advancing their interests. And when it came to the women of the club, there was a strict hierarchy that controlled everyone's place in the family. Gemma, she was on the top of the food chain. And she wasn't ready to back down.

"Tattoo?" Ava pretended to be ignorant.

Gemma clacked her lips and showed off the tattoo on her chest, a crow with a heart and a scroll that read "forever".

"No, I do not think so" Ava put on her innocent smile.

"So you are the one Opie likes so much?"

Ava sniggered. That woman was trouble. Everyone else was treating her like the new addition to the roster of old ladies. She? For her she was the one Opie "likes".

"Ava" she extended her hand to Gemma politely. The Queen pouted her lips and looked at the extended hand for a few seconds before returning the favor.

"Gemma. Jax tells me you are Russian"

"I have no doubt there are not many things Jax doesn't tell you" Ava couldn't hold back the irony in her voice.

She instantly regretted it. Gemma placed her hand on her back pocket of her jeans and came closer with a treacherous smile.

"No, sweetie. All my sons tell me everything"

When Gemma turned her back and went into the office, Ava took a deep breath and sat back down at her lap-top. She didn't know if she didn't want to mess with Gemma because of the cost it would bring to Opie or because she might not be able to manage her rage. She was focused on her house-hunting when the phone rang. It was Izzy's number. She hadn't heard from the federal agent for quite a while.

"Madame?" Ava frowned.

"Was it you?" Izzy sounded really pissed off.

"Yes" she said without hesitation.

She heard Izzy sigh from the other side of the line. Ava knew she would get that phone call sooner or later. It took some time but the poison she gave the Sons to inject into Javier Passado kicked in. Passado was going to be dead in terrible pain in a few months.

"Fuck, Ava"

"Did you get what you need?"

"And some more, girl" Izzy didn't sound as happy as she wanted "He is so fucking scared and in such pain, he signed everything, gave everyone up"

"Make sure it's documented. He won't make it to trial"

"Shit. What did you give him?"

"If you promised him he will be cured…It's not going to happen"

"Ava, what are you doing?" Izzy shed the federal officer's façade and put on the friend's one.

Ava snickered shaking her head. She got up and went out on the parking lot.

"I stopped pretending, Izzy" she said as long as the sun hit her.

"No, Ava. You must come back"

Ava's look travelled to the garage. She spotted Opie wearing the light blue shirt of the mechanic, bent over a car. She grinded her teeth. There was no coming back. She was born and raised in blood. There was no way she would ever be satisfied in a normal life, cooking meals, have brunches and friendly neighborhood barbeques. She even tried to be a lone wolf, hunting on her own. And then he came along.

"Don't you get it, Izzy? I am back" she gave up "I'll see you on the other side"

Opie was coming to her when she hung up the phone with his hands black by the grease. Ava shaded her eyes with her hand as he came closer.

"What's up, babe?"

"Passado is sick" she put her hand on her waist.

Opie just nodded.

"You OK?"

Ava shrugged and looked away. She wasn't OK with being OK, that was for sure. She had no love for Passado and by her book he deserved to die. Everyone dies sooner or later. If his death meant taking down the Mayans and keeping them off the Sons for a while, she was fine with it.

"Are you coming by tonight?" Opie asked.

Ava frowned. Opie has been asking her the same question for the last two weeks, inviting her to his house. She firmly refused every time.

"Piney's going to take the kids to the cabin for a night or two. I thought we could do without your neighbors fucking for one night"

"Why not? We make a great team" she smiled.

"Come on" his rough voice made her shudder.

And just like that, they went from talking about a man they had poisoned to kidding about their sex life.

"Fine. I got to see some houses and I'll swing by after. OK?"