For the next three days things were pretty quiet. Jetta told Nicky about her mom showing up, she really had no clue what to do, part of her, that little girl from years ago, wanted desperately to be able to call somebody "Mommy", however a bigger part of her was still bitter and enraged, blaming her for the childhood she had to endure. Nicky didn't say much, he just was there for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on, which happened a lot over those three days as Jetta began opening up to Nicky about the details of her childhood, details even Jason had never learned.
Lolly told Jason about the talk with his mom. He wasn't surprised, he remembered that whole mess, the club, the Aztecs, the way his mom reacted, the fact that his dad had been with Lolly when Nickie was being raped by the Aztecs, and Jason wasn't even sure what he thought about it, not that he'd say anything to Lolly, but the idea that his dad had tried to sleep with his wife...granted she wasn't more than just a friend back then...it's an idea he wanted to forget rather quickly.
Joey knew the girls needed some space, and she spent more time with Sonny. Getting a few more tips from Lolly along the way, they started spending a lot more time in their bedroom instead of doing other things, something that suited Joey just fine.
Nickie hated seeing Lolly like she was, and that she had to be the bitch in the whole situation, but what she said was true...Nickie supposed she could have just lied, but she didn't like that idea either...even if Lolly would soon forget all about it. Nickie finally got the phone call she'd been waiting for, Deacon's flight was coming into Austin...FINALLY she thought, it's about damn time. The next day she left to go pick up Deacon, and the rest of the day ended up pretty routine as Lolly finalized some minor details for the wedding. Jason tried cheering her up, but between the idea of walking down the aisle alone, and missing her dad, she really didn't seem like the type of bride about to have her wedding.
Lolly had been out running errands when she ran into Nickie waiting for her inside the house, she had asked where Deacon was, "where do you think? The second he got here he bolted for Jason's shop...guess seeing a bunch of bike stuff is better than his wife he hasn't seen for three weeks" Nickie said with a chuckle. "Hey sweetie...I know you're probably pissed at me still, and I don't blame you...but ummm...come with me to the guest house, I got a surprise for you" she said as she took Lolly's hand and led her to the house. They got to the door "Now this is actually from me and Deacon...but close your eyes, and don't open them until you're told to...deal?" Nickie asked. Lolly mumbled something but did as she was told as Nickie led her into the guest house, and from what Lolly could tell, the living room. She felt Nickie leave her side and got a little nervous asking where Nickie was going, but she didn't get a response. Everything was quiet for a few moments, until she heard a familiar voice.
"Open your eyes baby girl", Lolly's body went stiff, it took her mind a few moments to register what she'd heard, then her eyes flew open. The sight in front of her nearly caused her to pass out, which is why Nickie was standing behind her just in case. Lolly just stammered, she shook her head as if she was dreaming. Standing in front of her was her dad, Beau Duncan.
"It's really me...and...I got a REALLY long story to tell you baby" he said with a grin. Lolly was frozen as Beau walked forward and touched her face "I'm so sorry baby" he said, tears almost welling up in his eyes. Then in a delayed reaction, her mind finally was able to process everything, and she jumped and clung to Beau in a death grip. Nickie leaned agaisnt Deacon who hadn't gone to the shop at all, it was a moment neither of them would have been able to put into words.
After the initial shock wore off after several minutes Beau sat Lolly down on the couch. He chuckled as it was one of the few times in her life his daughter was speechless. "You're dead" is the only thing she managed to repeat several times during that time. "Listen...I didn't die." He saw Lolly's mouth open, "Listen baby, it'll go quicker if I just say everything first" he said. "I didn't die...I DID have a mild heart-attack, but the paramedics were able to revive me enroute to the hospital. There was something going on that only Deke and I knew, there was a guy from way back in the day, back when we were still young. Things went down...long story short, he had a girl that died because of me. A bit before the whole mess at the club happened, Deke caught wind that this guy was back in Los Angeles, and he was looking for payback. When you first got taken, I thought it was him. He sent me a picture, a picture of you and me, one he'd taken from the house, he had a red X drawn over you...and the words RIP above your head...the bottom read "the sins of the father". This was a bad guy...worse than the Russians or Aztecs, he was hardcore. After the shit with the Russians I was paranoid....I was terrified, if I couldn't protect you from the Russians, how could I protect you from him. It was in the ambulance that Deke came up with a plan, his only mission was to hurt me, make me have to bury my daughter...like he did. If I was dead, killing you wouldn't have mattered...there'd be no revenge. Deke and I paid the paramedics to not tell anyone they'd revived me. It took a bit of luck, but we were able to pay the doctor off to sign the death certificate. Nobody aside for them ever saw me alive in Los Angeles. I moved out to the hunting cabin I used to take you to on Big Bear Mountain. I knew I hurt you, and I hated it...but this guy was smart, he figured I might be trying to play dead and had eyes and ears everywhere. We were waiting for him to get bored and leave the US, but he never did, almost like he knew I had faked it and was forcing me to stay hidden. When I heard about Mireya...well Deacon had to practically tie me down...but as he pointed out, now there were two targets for this guy to take out. But when I heard about the wedding...I couldn't hide anymore...." Beau stopped to take a breath as Deacon continued the story, "I wasn't working on my boat these last three weeks. We figured the only way to know you were going to be safe was if we killed him, so I started hunting. I found him, hunted him down and took care of him I had to make sure Beau was the only one coming back from the dead" Deacon said.
Beau held up a picture book, "Nickie put this together for me, pictures of Mireya....she looks just like you" he said with a smile as a tear rolled down his cheek. "I wanted to tell you, but there wasn't time....and...well..." Beau's voice trailed, "We needed your reaction to be as real as possible" Deacon finished Beau's sentence. "You can kick my ass baby for putting you through that...but...after the whole thing with the Russians..." Beau started tearing up "It's a hell of a feeling for a dad to realize he can't protect his little girl...I buried your mom, and if I had to have done the same with you....I would have just crawled into the hole as well" Beau said his voice cracking. "The three of us...and the paramedics and doctor...are the only one who ever knew, the fewer people that knew the more real it'd look." Nickie said.
Beau held Lolly's hand, "Well now...it's your turn...scream...yell...whatever you feel like baby girl...the floor is yours" he said looking into her eyes. He felt like a coward for having had to run away, he never had run away, and he cursed himself every day for it.