AUTHOR'S NOTE: So this is my first time posting. The characters will be a little out of character, there will be a lot of Fluff with Happy. I do make him 28 in this story, and there will be romance later on. Hope you all enjoy :D

Chapter 1: The Stork Dropped Her Off

Days in Charming were always a bit messy but some days were worse than others and today was the worst. Happy was awoken to the sound of crying early in the morning and the noise pissed him off especially considering he just got back from a run two hours ago.

"What the fuck?" He grunted as he walked to his front door were the crying grew louder, with another curse he opened the door and his dark eyes widened in shock. There on the doorstep was a basket with a tiny baby, she must have been a newborn from the size of her. He's never seen a baby so small, well besides Abel. The man knelt down and looked at the tiny baby, clothed in a light pink onesie his eyes wide with shock, who the hell would leave a baby this early. Don't they know how cold it is for a child at this age? His hand picked up a letter that was underneath her tiny sock covered foot, it didn't even fit because of how little she was.

Dear Happy,

I know this is like SUPER sudden but I mean it was totally sudden for me to so yeah. This is your daughter and I figured since you have money you can take her instead of me having to raise her and have you pay child support. I definitely do not want to raise her cause that would suck and I have a life. She's a cute kid though, anyways, she's yours. HAVE FUN!

XOXO

P.S. I didn't name her!

Happy growled loudly, as he shoved the letter into his pocket his hands going to pick up the basket and diaper bag, carrying her inside of his two bedroom house. He grabbed his phone quickly dialing the one person he could think of, Gemma.

"Hello?" She groaned on the second ring, "Gemma I need you to come down here NOW."
He growled quickly and she sat up at the tone of his voice, "Happy? That you? What's wrong?" She questioned and he groaned, the babies crying growing loudly.

"What's that noise? Is that a baby?" Happy groaned and stood next to his supposed daughter running a rough finger gently over her cheek, "I need your help Gemma. Someone left a kid on my damn doorstep saying it's mine."

Gemma put a hand over her mouth and slapped Clay's arm making him sit up in alert, "What the hell Gem?" He cursed and she put the phone on speaker, "Repeat." She said and Happy did, knowing that she woke up the president, "Someone left a kid on my damn doorstep saying it's mine."
Clay's eyes almost popped out of his skull at the news, he knew it was Happy by his unmistakable voice. "How is it?" He asked and Happy frowned, "Cold. Crying." His words were quiet and Gemma was getting dressed and texting Tara and Jax to go to Happy's house immediately with baby things, no questions asked. "She looks like me."

"Fuck." Clay grunted, "Warm her up we're on our way."

Happy put his phone down and picked up the tiny child, "So cold." He mumbled with a deep scowl, why the fuck would someone leave a kid on the doorstep at four in the fucking morning, the bitch couldn't have waited till later when it was warm for her. Even if it wasn't really his kid, a baby is a baby and she shouldn't have been out there. He sucked in his anger as he held the crying girl only dressed in a pink onesie against his chest, rocking her gently like he use to do when he babysat. "Shh. I gotcha girl." He rasped out to her and she continued to cry but it was softened.

Happy walked to his room looking for something to wrap her in as he held his daughter...his daughter...his...that's a different thing for him to say. She huffed out a breath as he set her tiny body on his bed, walking quickly to his dresser grabbing a clean white SAMCRO shirt to swaddle her in. He set the shirt beside her on the bed and began to swaddle her in it since it was a soft fabric and the only thing small enough for her to be in.

"Shh. I gotcha. You're aight kid." He said to her as he lifted her up, he growled when he noticed that he could hold her in one hand, her head in his palm her body over his muscled arm. Why is she so fucking small? He walked out into the living room and with his other hand he looked into her black baby bag and cursed when there were no blankets, clothes or formula. A bag of diapers but there were only five in there, and a bottle, "What the fuck is this shit?" He growled and squirted some into his mouth, "Water? And sugar? What the fuck is wrong with this bitch?" He tossed the bottle on the floor and sat down on his couch rocking her, thanking whatever was up there that she was starting to warm up and stop crying.

"There you go." Happy said as he cradled her, "You're good girl." He whispered quietly, as he leaned back against his couch bringing the tiny baby with him. It was a good twenty minutes before there was a knock on Happy's door, causing him to walk to the door quickly but carefully since there was a child in his arms.

"Oh my god." Gemma gasped when the man opened the door, all of the Charming Sons standing behind him. "Didn't have anything else to put her in." He replied as he stepped aside everyone piling into his house quickly.

"Let me have a look at her." Tara said and Happy's eyes narrowed slightly, "Oh shite the instincts are kickin' in." Chibs cursed and Tig nodded his head as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Happy I won't hurt her I just want to check her out. Make sure she's okay." Tara tried to reassure and Happy scowl deepened, "Fine." With that he handed the tiny baby over to Tara and her little eyes scrunched as she began to wail loudly.

"Shh you're okay I just wanna take a look at you." Tara said, "How did you find her again?" She asked and Happy pointed at the basket that was on his table then walked over grabbing the note, "Found her on the doorstep cryin'." Everyone looked at him like he was crazy, then he moved so they could see the basket that she was left in, "Like...in the movies?" The doctor asked and the older man nodded his head.

"Here." He handed Clay the letter and the older of the two cursed loudly passing it along to the others who all cursed or shook their heads in shock. "How could anyone do that?" Gemma asked angrily, "Just cause the whore didn't want the damned baby doesn't mean that she had to leave her out there."

"How can you be so sure that she's yours?" Tara asked and Happy shrugged, "Gotta get her tested." He told her and Tara set her down on the couch and everyone followed as she pulled out things from her bag. "I mean and if she's yours?" She asked as she started listening to her heart. "What do you mean if she's mine. I'ma raise her what else you think." His answer shocked everyone. "Look are you sure that you can raise her by yourself?"

"I know how to handle kids." He answered, "Her heart sounds good, lungs sound a little congested. She has a cold. She's small maybe premature or just malnourished."

Happy wasn't looking at anyone expect the little baby that was said to be his, she had his lips and was a lighter tan than he. Her eyes were closed so he couldn't tell the color, the dark hair on her head reminded him of when he was a baby with a full head of dark brown almost black hair. "When is the earliest I can check her DNA?" Happy asked quietly, eyes still looking at the crying baby. "I can call in a friend so maybe tomorrow."

Gemma looked through the bag and pulled out wipes and formula, "Did you feed her?" Happy's jaw tightened as he shook his head, "Whoever left her, left her with five diapers, socks that don't fucking fit, and a bottle of sugar water." He growled and Tig gasped, "Crazy bitch."

"Good thing we brought some stuff." She answered as she pulled out another bottle, walking into the kitchen to get some warm water.

Everyone watched intensely as he grabbed the wipes and a diaper, Tara standing to move out of his way, "Are you sure you know what you're doing? Girls are a little differnet." Happy looked at her with his usual stone cold face, "I said I know how to handle kids." He growled and when he looked at the baby she hiccuped causing Tig to coo like a girl. "Awe look at that."

Tara and Gemma starred in shock as Happy was carefully changing the baby's diaper, some of the guys looking away out of respect, while Jax smiled as she waved her tiny hands around. "She does look like you Killah." Jax commented and everyone nodded their head, "Got my lips and hair, same color as me when I was a baby." Happy took the soft blanket that Gemma handed him and was about to swaddle her when Tara spoke, "Make sure you don't wrap it to tightly because..."

His eyes snapped to hers and her mouth closed, "I lived in a neighborhood with lots of kids and babies, my ma would make me watch them so that I could earn some money, I know what I'm doing."

With that being said he swaddled the tiny girl in a gray blanket leaving one arm out then took the bottle that Gemma handed him, a gurgling sound coming from her. "How old do you think she is?" Juice finally asked and Tara looked at her, "I've never held a baby this little." Happy stated, "Abel was that small but he was premature. Do you think she could've been premature too?" Jax asked as he looked over at Tara who nodded. "When Gemma called I wasn't expecting her to be this small. You could take her to the hospital tomorrow, I have a shift tomorrow so no need to worry about the questions."

"Yeah don't worry about the questions my ass." Happy mumbled as he leaned back, watching the little bundle in his arms drink the formula quickly, her little fingers touching the bottle as if she was trying to hold it. Every once in a while Happy would remove the bottle and wipe her chin and mouth with a wipe, "Wow brother you really do know what you're doin'." Bobby said and Happy glanced at him then to the girl.

"What are you gonna name her?" Clay finally asked, "I ain't gonna name her until I know she's mine." Happy replied and Chibs chuckled, "What if she isn't yours brotha? I mean these Crows can get a little crazy."

Happy nodded his head, "If she ain't mine...then..." Before he could finish her eyes opened revealing chocolate brown irises, Gemma gasping in joy, "I'll keep her." He answered with a smirk as he rubbed her head gently.

It was early in the morning, the light shining through Happy's room as he stared at the sleeping baby that lay in his bed beside him. It was around five when everyone left, he never slept though instead just stared as his supposed daughter slept through the night, it was weird most of the babies that he watched never stayed asleep through the night. It unsettled him slightly but he could tell that she was okay, apart from the slight cough and wheeze from the cold that Tara said she had. She was beautiful and he wasn't even sure if it was his child but he didn't care, anyone that left a baby on a doorstep didn't deserve the child in the first place. He knew this life was dangerous but he survived and he would be damned if he was gonna leave his kid cause of this life, no, he would just have to try harder to keep her safe.

I live, I die, I kill for my family.

"Don't worry baby girl...daddy's got you." He whispered.