A/N: This is the final trilogy in the Marissa/Happy series. I'm very proud of this series and the reception that it has gained. I would like to thank everyone for the reviews and alerts. You have made writing fun for me again.

Marissa woke up with a pain in her chest. Today was not a day that she was looking forward to in the slightest bit. She grabbed her robe and walked towards Alexander's room. She wasn't surprised that her eight month old son was not in his crib. She followed the smell of coffee towards the kitchen and she poured herself a cup while she checked her text messages. She grabbed her coffee mug and made her way towards the back patio. She watched from a safe distance as Happy was feeding Alexander his morning bottle.

It never stopped amazing that Happy was an exceptional father. He was attentive and kind to his son in a way that only she and his mother had been privy to before. From the second he held his son in his arms, Marissa knew that her heart was completely filled. She never thought she would find love again after Dante and she surely never saw herself married with a kid. But almost five years with this man had restored her faith in love. Of course, being as though it was them, things never came easy. For instance, the ache in her heart today was due to the fact that in a few short hours, she would be watching her husband say his final goodbyes to his mother.

Miriam had fought cancer years longer than the doctors had given her but eventually cancer won. When Alexander was born, Marissa insisted that they move Miriam to Charming with them so that she could spend as much time with her only grandchild as possible. Marissa knew that Miriam was getting worse and she wanted her mother-in-law to be surrounded by family. Last week she had taken a turn for the worst and Marissa would never forget the image of looking through the glass window in the hospital of Happy holding his mother's hand as she took her last breath.

Miriam had left out specific instructions. She didn't want a funeral, instead she wished to have her ashes scattered over a bridge in Bakersfield. She wanted the house sold and other than a few personal items that she left to her son, she wanted all of her belongings to be donated to the American Red Cross.

Gemma had been extremely helpful the past few days, taking the trips back and forth to Bakersfield to help Marissa pack up things and settle everything. Happy had been slightly out of sorts the past few days and Marissa had taken over the reins to make things easier on her man.

She pushed open the patio door and made her way over to her two boys. She ran a soft hand over Alexander's curls before placing a soft kiss on Happy's lips.

"Morning baby." Happy nodded his head but continued to look at his son.

"Who's going to be watching the kid today?"

"Gemma." Happy cleared his throat before handing his son over to Marissa.

"I'mma take a shower and a ride. I'll meet you at the clubhouse around 1pm." Marissa nodded and tried to blink back the tears at seeing her husband so destroyed.

"My baby." Marissa couldn't help but smile when Gemma stood up and instantly reached for Alexander who seemed just as excited to see Gemma. Marissa placed the diaper bag on the couch before taking a seat. "What time are you guys leaving?"

"Whenever Hap gets here." Marissa ran a hand through her hair and straightened out her black shirt. "Alexander is the only thing that can get a reaction out of him these days."

"He's grieving baby. Miriam was all he had for a long time." Marissa nodded her head because she knew Gemma was telling the truth but it didn't make her heart sting any less. She wanted to be there for him but she was running out of options on how. "While you guys are gone, I'm going to bring a few platters to the house."

"Gemma that's not necessary." Gemma just glared.

"You've been running yourself ragged the past few days. Let me help you." Marissa kept her mouth shut because she knew arguing with Gemma was pointless.

"What's going on with Clay?" Marissa asked in order to change the subject. Gemma sighed deeply as she watched Alexander play with her necklace.

"Jax says Clay is thinking about going NOMAD. Personally, I think it's for the best. Especially now that TIg knows the truth." A few weeks ago, everyone finally found out that Clay had been the one to kill Piney and in return Opie tried to kill Clay. Opie said revealing the truth was the only way he would sit as Vice President. Shit had hit the fan hard and the clubhouse had been turned upside down when Tig attacked Clay. Add that with the fact that Gemma had filed for divorce, Clay was running out of reasons to stick around in Charming.

"You tell Happy the truth yet?" Marissa shook her head.

"I didn't see how Hap finding out that Clay beat the shit out me would help matters right about now." Marissa looked up at the sound of a motorcycle pulling up. She gave both Alexander and Gemma a kiss and made her way outside. She locked the urn box on the back of the bike before hopping on.

The ride was sad and the clouds seemed to reflect the somber mood of the married couple. They pulled up to the bridge and Marissa stood by the bike as Happy gathered up the box. He looked at her with questions in his eyes.

"You need to do this alone baby. I'll be right here when you are done." Marissa watched his back as he leaned against the bridge and bent his head down. She could tell by his stance that he was trying to control his emotions and she fought the urge to run to him. However years of being with him had taught her that he needed to do this by himself.

After about twenty minutes, she watched as he slowly opened the urn and let the ashes fall down into the water beneath him. Marissa finally made her way over to him and placed an arm around his waist and buried her face in his chest. She felt relief as he wrapped his arms tightly around her body giving them the most connection in days.

"Thank you for everything." Marissa looked up at Happy and smiled.

"I love you Happy." Happy nodded as he pulled her closer again.

"I know."