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“But this time you have a wife who hates seeing you hurt,” she chokes as a few tears fall and I instantly fucking hate myself.

I can’t keep doing this to her, I knew it before I rode into the gate but fuck, I was out of options.

“I am sorry,” I say softly, and I cup her jaw with one hand, my other going to her still flat stomach, and I promise, “I won’t do it again.”

I hear disbelief in her snort, and Scottie giggles slightly when Doc's “Yeah and did you know pigs can fly,” hits us, and I roll my eyes.

Fucker.

“You just want me to stop letting Felix shit in your shoes and to let you come back to bed,” she jokes as she sniffles and I smirk.

“Well, if that stops and I get to hold you again, then that would be a bonus,” I chuckle, and she sighs.

“I’m allowed to be mad,” she whispers, and I nod and agree, “You are, but being mad doesn’t mean taking you away because that is what you’ve done for three days. The first night, yeah sure, but not three days, baby. How you see me right now, all banged up, and how you feel, is how I feel every day you ignore me,” her mouth parts, “I need you, Scottie, you keep me sane.”

“So, be mad but let you hold me at night?” she confirms, and I nod.

“Yeah, baby, be mad but let me hold you,” I say before I hear Molly mutter, “Thunder is the only sane brother that actually gets it right…”

“Hey,” all the men snap, and Scottie grins wide while I chuckle as I bring her closer and I whisper, “I am so godman happy about this baby,” and she softens.

Even though she’s mad, we both know she also is excited about the baby.

“Patch me up, baby, then we can go home to Sammie,” I murmur, and she nods just as the curtain opens and Doc demands, “Why are you not killing him right now?” then snaps, “You should be killing him, this is too fucking weird!” and Scottie laughs while I shake my head with a smile.

“You sound just like Axel,” Scottie says with a grin, and the MC brothers all scowl while Molly and Rose look at my girl with pride.

“Thunder is fucking lucky,” Ace grunts and I nod because yeah, I am because this woman, despite my fuck ups and my need for her, always ensures me and our children are put first.

Growing old with Scottie, watching our kids and grandkids, is something I never thought I’d ever have. She gives it all to me and I’ll never fucking take her for granted. I may piss her off when I continue to mess with her birth control so we can expand our family.

Let’s hope Sammie doesn’t take after me…

Epilogue

Thunder – Ten Years Later

“You are very gentle,” Lina says with a husk as I gently finish off shading her blackbird, and I grunt a nonverbal answer.

She’s been in my chair for two hours and continues to try to get my attention. Even though I’ve mentioned my amazing wife several times, the woman won’t fucking quit.

Ten years and I fucking love Scottie even more than I did when we first met. If she hurts, then I hurt, if she’s happy, then so am I. We’re completely in tune, and despite having three kids, two biological, we’ve never grown apart.

She’s my universe, and I can guarantee that if she dies before me when we’re old and gray, then I’ll be following her.

“You know, I understand you want to pay attention to your work, but it is rude when you ignore someone,” she tries, and I sit up and eye the blackbird on her arm before I give her attention.

“You mean like how it’s rude to hit on a married man with three kids all because he has a cut on?” I retort, and she tenses for a moment before slowly opening her legs, and I lock my jaw.

“Your wife isn’t here,” she husks, and I open my mouth to snap at her, but my son beats me to it as he states, “But I am!”

“And who are you?” the bitch sneers, and I stand up and take my gloves off before throwing them on the counter and glare at the bitch.

Sammie snaps, “I’m his son!” and I look at him with awe.

Ten years and not once has he claimed me as his dad, only his uncle. There have been times when he’s gone to call me ‘dad’, but he’ll pause, breaking that hope I’d hold.

Fuck, is he finally seeing he is my son?