Thank you to everyone that helped me out with my Happy question! This is my first ever attempt at anything like this so please be gentle! I am going to incorporate some personal events etc. into the story for realism.

I know Happy may seem a little out of character at certain points, but just remember his mother is dying so he can be slightly more emotional. He is currently patched into Charming, although the timeline won't follow the seasons 100%. Also for the point of the story he was born and raised in New York and moved to California later in life with his mom.

Vanessa "Nessa" Harris: Born and raised in New Jersey works in New York City 5'8" long brown curly hair, green eyes, curvy in the right places.

Of course I do not own any of the characters except "Nessa" they all belong to the amazing people behind Sons Of Anarchy!

Chapter 1:

It was a beautiful Northern Cali day as they drove home from the doctors office. The windows were down in the cage and Happy couldn't help but look over at his Mom seeing her enjoy the breeze on her face. It made him feel happy until he started remembering what happened only a few minutes prior and how tough the next few months were going to be.

Sitting in the cold sterile doctors office was not Happy's idea of a good time. He would much rather be playing pool with the guys or getting his hands dirty under the hood of a car, but this was his mother and he would not let her face this alone. As the doctor came back with the test results he could see how calm his mother was, almost as if she had known what was going to be said. When the doctor said the treatments weren't working he did not know what to do but ask what other options there were. As the doctor started talking about experimental treatments his felt his moms hand come over his own. "Hap no", as she gives him that look only a mother can, then she turns to the doctor and says "Son I have lived a long wonderful life, I have smoked and drank just about everyday of it and there is not a thing I regret, no more treatments". She stands putting a hand on Hap's shoulder "come on let's go get a drink", all Happy could think was this was not the mother he has known his whole life, she was a fighter and could not understand why she was giving up now. It was not until they got to the car and he saw the relief and peace she was feeling that he knew this is what she really wanted and he would not fight her on it.

They went to this little dive bar only locals go, and explained how she wanted to go back home to New York to live out her last days. He told her he was going with her that he would go Nomad again and be based out of the NY charter. Now he just had to tell Clay and the guys.

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Walking out of the chapel everyone was tense knowing how difficult this was going to be for the killer. The vote was unanomus to let him transfer and there was not much more to say. They clapped their brother on the back giving him hugs and giving him their best wishes.

Clay was sitting by the bar watching it go down with Tig, becoming increasingly worried about how this would effect his enforcer once he returned. Would it change the way he felt about his job watching the one person he would do anything to protect die, and not being able to do anything about it. This was Clay's club, and with everything he had in the back of his mind he wanted them to do he was going to need the killer on his best game.

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Across the country in New York Vanessa "Nessa" Harris was just getting out of work. Her boss was giving her hell all day making her do ten times the work she should be doing. All she wanted to do was go home and relax, dreading the line she was going to have to stand on to take the bus back to Jersey. If her damn boss had not kept her two hours late she could have made the express, but not anymore.

Growing up so close to the city she considers herself more a New Yorker than a "tourist", watching people with their cameras out in Times Square ohing and ahhing at the sights she barely even acknowledged anymore. So set in her walk to the Port Authority she hadn't noticed the two guys watching her closely. They had been doing so for a few days now, everynight seeing her come out of her office building, following her as she makes her way to the bus. Soon they would make their strike and take that pretty little thing in a skirt as they enjoyed calling her.

Staring straight ahead Nessa had no idea about the eyes watching her every move, and she never could have predicted the turn her life was about to take shortly.

Thank you everyone again! I don't know how long it will be exactly so we will see where it goes and what everyone thinks!