For those who have read Second chances, this is the new edited and more planned out version of Happy and Mia.

Disclaimer. I do not own Sons of Anarchy or any of the characters. Just the unfamiliar ones.

June 2009 (fourteen months stint)

Mia sat nervously in the visitors room preying that the hour would tick by fast so she could get the hell out of there. As the buzzer indicating the inmates being released rang out and she couldn't help but hold her breath. Her leg was bouncing up and down and her finger nails were digging into her leg trying to force herself to stop the movement but she just couldn't.

Her eyes stayed fixed on the opened envelope not wanting to meet his dark eyes as he approached her.

"Ever heard of winter sweaters and track pants and shit?" He growled out. Mia wore a loose tank top revealing the swells of her perfect tits along with tight fitting dark blue skinny jeans and a simple leather jacket. She wore her hair out just how he loved it and she had minimal make up on. "This is a prison and you choose that" he stated waving his hand at her chosen outfit.

"Get over yourself. I wear this shit everyday thank you very much and it's the middle of summer" she stated simply. She stood meeting his cold hard glare and watched as he looked around the room to see all the other inmates conversing with their visitors. The guards stood watching carefully and he spotted a few checking her out.

"Well next fucking time come dressed like I won't wanna jump you. Sweat pants and your grandmothers knitted cardigan will do just fine" he growled but he couldn't help that he was turned on.

She couldn't help the smirk that played on her face before she quickly shut those thoughts down. "Great to see you still care" she spat out.

"You just gonna stand there or are you gonna give me what I want?" He asked ignoring her snide comment. Out of habit he cast his eyes around the room for a second time in ten seconds noticing everyone was still the same.

"I'm not sure you could handle yourself Hap" she stated with a knowing grin and stood closing the distance between them. Her arms went around his shoulders and his arms flew around her waist pulling her close. He inhaled her familiar apricot body wash and shampoo and growled lowly.

"How's this place treating you?" She asked in concern.

"Like shit. Shit food, shit company. Nothing but the usual. Why are you here Mia?" He asked cutting to the chase. "I've been in here thirteen months and only now you decide to show up? Did you get my letters? Phone calls?" He asked low enough so prying ears couldn't hear him.

"Every single one of them" she stated with a sigh. "I haven't read any of them Hap and there's a reason why I won't."

"Why's that…"

"What happens when you get out Hap? You go back to Tacoma? Wanna try and patch this shit up cause I'll tell you this… I come with baggage and you probably won't like it." Her eyes drifted from his deep dark ones and flew back to her envelope.

"Don't live in Tacoma anymore and what baggage would that be?"

She wasn't shocked to hear he didn't live in Tacoma cause her parents had often chimed out that a certain someone didn't live there anymore.

Instead of answering him first, she thought it would be better to explain first. "The one time you come and see me was hard on me Hap. You show up after how long and you fuck me. I felt you used me and I hated that…" Mia confessed causing Haply to tense. Glancing around the room again he held his jaw tight as she continued. "That night, I thought you had forgiven me. I thought we were gonna…" She stopped herself shaking those thoughts from her head. "Then I find out by your mother that you got locked up and I never felt so used in my entire life. How could you do that to me Hap?"

Mia held the tears back as she waited for him to answer. She could see his brain working to answer her.

"Never meant to make you feel that way babe…" He rasped out softly. "Needed to feel."

"What? Some kind of humanity keeping you stuck to the ground?" She scoffed. "The least you could've done was fucking tell me you were getting locked up the next day" Mia stated as she stood. Reaching for her hand bag, she threw it over her shoulder and pushed the envelope towards him. "I hate you, you selfish pathetic asshole. If I could take back one thing in my life it would be meeting you" Mia sobbed out. Happy sat silently stewing in his own anger and watched as she took her exit.

-o0o-

Mia didn't know what overcame her back there but she just needed the cold burning taste of something vile entering her body to make her feel as human as possible. She had no doubts that he would throw her shit away and that he would be kicking himself for how he treated her but she couldn't give two shits. She both hated and loved Happy Lowman.

-o0o-

After being released, Happy still hadn't read the shit Mia had given him. Instead he found himself tucking it away into his pocket kutte for safe keeping. He knew after her visit that he was cutting all ties with her. Having been handed his own sentence of not being in her life, he thought it was better to throw himself into the club which is what he did from the get go. He loved his club and did anything for his brothers which included jail time. He wouldn't change how his life turned out and not even for the woman he loved.

AN. I hope this makes a little sense like it does to me because when I reread through the original Second Chances, I honestly didn't like how I wrote it so here is the beginning of this version and I'm sorry for all the mixed idea's but this is where I begin the Happy/Mia and Jax/Tara story.

I will keep updating the original as well as this one and also the four stories I have going in total which shouldn't be too hard on me. My sister helps me with some parts of my stories which is a big help.