A/N: SO Happy and Hailey just will not leave me alone so here we have the Sequel to Little Sister up alot sooner than I thought. If you are reading this and you haven't read Little Sister, I highly recommend you do. This story does rely on some prior knowledge from that story.

Updates on this story are likely to be slower than they were on Little Sister as I am working mainly on my original material these days.

As this story introduces a new OC with a back story that doesn't always fit in with Happy and Hailey's story a series of One Shots about her and her man will run alongside this story being updated as needed and I will let you know when both when it goes up and when I update it.

******DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sons of Anarchy or anything that you recognise. I only own my OC's******

"Hailey." Ava said from beside her. "Someone here to see you."

Hailey cast her eyes up over the counter of the nurse's station, tearing her eyes away from the paperwork she'd been doing for the past half an hour.

"Hap, what are you doing here?" She asked rising from her seat and moving around the counter toward him. He stood a little ways from the counter toward the end of the pediatric hallway, Chibs beside him.

"We were downstairs in the ER. Thought I'd come up and say hi."

"ER?" She asked. "Everyone okay?"

"Yeah, just some shit with Tig's old lady."

She eyed Chibs as he answered knowing that her man didn't always tell her the whole truth of things.

"Tig has an old lady?" She asked incredulously.

"Yeah seems so."

"Since when?"

"Not sure Lovey." Chibs answered. "But she's landed herself in here."

"How? Is it club related?" She eyed both men.

"Nah, not really Princess." Happy answered. "At least we don't think so."

"What do you mean you don't think so? Either it is or it isn't."

"Sometimes things aren't quite so black and white Lovey. You know that." Chibs said.

"Yeah, I sure do." She smiled sadly.

"What time you done here?" Happy asked.

"In an hour." She answered glancing at her watch.

"We'll probly still be here. Find me downstairs and I'll tail you home." He responded.

"Do I need a tail?" She asked hesitantly.

"Nah. I just like watching your ass Princess." He smirked scooping his arm around her waist and pulling her to him.

"Hap! Not while I'm working!" She reprimanded with a giggle that she quickly cut short as she saw her supervisor down the other end of the hallway.

"Later then Princess." He smirked kissing her forehead before releasing her and turning to leave with Chibs.

Hailey cast a glance down the end of the hallway and met a disapproving stare from her supervisor as she made her way back to the desk. Her thoughts were now far from the paperwork that sat in front of her. It had been nearly two weeks since she'd been given the news of Opie's death. Two weeks since losing the only blood family she had left, aside from Kenny and Ellie. Losing both her father and her brother within a month of each other had rocked her to her core. She had left Charming again and it had taken Happy following her and all but demanding she return to make her realize Charming would always be home.

Tig too played more than a part in convincing her to give things in Charming a go upon her return. He had always been her voice of reason growing up and she valued what he'd had to say however she couldn't help but feel part of his reasoning for wanting her to stay was the guilt he felt over Opie's death. He cared deeply for her, she knew that, had known it since she was just a girl but the fact remained that he felt responsible for the deaths of two of the people closest to her – first Donna and then Opie. He didn't want to be responsible for driving her away too.

And Happy, she loved Happy. She knew it was because of her brother that she had ended up the old lady of the Tacoma Killer. Tasking him to watch her back for years when she had moved away from Charming had resulted in resentment and contempt between the two for a long time. On her return to Charming 18 months earlier, their belligerence and contempt toward each other had continued. In a last ditch effort from a few of the other patches, Opie and Tig included, to just get them to stop fighting they had unknowingly pushed the pair together, forcing them to get to know each other better than they both knew possible. A secret courtship and a very public outing of their relationship after their first explosive night together, the night before half of Samcro went to prison for 14 months, had catapulted them into a relationship neither of them regretted.

She felt safe with Happy and she knew the reason for that was because she'd had him watching her back for the better part of the 5 years she'd been living away from Charming. The knowledge that one of those smiley faces on his torso was for her also spoke volumes for the way he felt about her so. Between that and his crow tattooed on her hip she knew she'd lying to herself if she said that Charming was no longer home after losing her family there.

She stared through the papers in front of her as her mind returned to the present. Tig had an old lady. She didn't know how or when that had come about. Hadn't thought it would ever happen at all to be honest. Tig went after anything with a pulse, or without, and the idea of him tying himself to one woman didn't seem characteristic at all. He had been acting out of character lately though, spending nights away from the club and brushing off the croweaters that came to his side when he was there. Happy had made mention to her of some rumor that he had woman troubles but she'd brushed it aside and asked him when Tig hadn't had woman troubles. She found herself incredibly curious as to what this woman who had captured Tig's heart strings was like.

"Hailey!" Ava said beside her snapping her from her thoughts. "You're miles away hon! Everything okay?"

"What? Oh yeah. As good as it can be." Hailey smiled at her friend.

"Listen I know your head is somewhere else right now but you need to get that work done before shift change." Ava commented.

"Yeah I know. Thanks Ava." She answered knowing her work colleague who had quickly become a good friend always had her back.

"You busy after work?" Ava asked.

"Yeah. I think I might be. Hap said something's up."

Ava just nodded. She knew better than to press Hailey on anything Samcro related, especially these days after everything her friend had been through recently.

"You know I don't know how you stay." She commented.

Hailey smiled. "I ask myself that question regularly Ava." She said picking up the pen she'd been using. "But Happy's right. I can't keep running from my problems like I used to."

"And I bet all that explosive sex is a good excuse to stick around too?"

"Yeah that's kind of an incentive." Hailey smiled. "How's things with you and Juice lately?"

"Yeah okay. He keeps trying to get me to come around the clubhouse but I'm not so sure that I'm real keen on the whole club thing."

"He just wants to show you off. You gotta remember though Ava something Gemma has always said – you love the man, you love the club."

"Yeah I know. I remember her sayin' that to me the day she told me not to come back." Ava responded as she watched her friend plow through the paper work that sat in front of her.

"Unfortunately she's right Ava. There is no separating them from the club. It's a part of them."

"I think I've been avoiding the clubhouse because I don't want to run into Gemma again."

"If you're serious about Juice just tell her so. Like I said she wants you stand up to her and tell her how it is between the two of you."

"Yeah. I guess you're right."

"Come around the clubhouse this Friday. I'll make sure I'm there if you need me."

"Thanks Hailey."

"Right. There I'm done!" Hailey said placing the pen down on top of her paperwork ready to hand over to the next shift.

"And not a moment too soon." Margaret Murphy said from the other side of the desk.

Hailey jumped at the sound of her voice. She knew the administrator and her meddling with the club particularly with Tara all too well. "Sorry Hailey. I didn't mean to startle you. I just hoped we could have a word since your shift is over."

"Ah yeah sure. Just let me grab my stuff." Hailey responded. The administrator nodded.

Hailey returned to find her waiting to accompany her down in the elevator.

"I noticed a few of the Sons of Anarchy members downstairs earlier. I just wondered if everything was okay?"

"Ah yeah as far as I know."

She nodded. "I also wanted to extend my condolences regarding your brother. It must have been a hard time for you."

"Yes. It hasn't been easy."

"Being involved with the Sons of Anarchy is never easy Hailey. I know you're aware of some of the things Tara has been involved in."

"With all due respect where is this conversation going?" Hailey asked as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor.

"I just wanted to let you know that I've been where you are and I'm here to help you should things go wrong."

"You know I'm not so sure you do know. I'm aware of your history and my life is a far cry different from that. When and if I need help you'd probably be the last person I'd turn to." Hailey said spying Happy at the end of the hallway waiting for her, a questioning look behind his dark eyes.

"Just know that the offer is there. I worry about you Samcro girls." Margaret said as she followed Hailey's gaze to find Happy's now hardened gaze staring back at her. Hailey nearly scoffed as the administrator straightened her stance in an effort to appear taller and more important than she was. She knew that when most people saw Happy his appearance evoked fear, a fact that Hailey found almost humorous these days since she'd been sharing his bed and the most intimate details of her life with him.

"I'll keep that in mind." Hailey stifled a smile as Margaret Murphy took long strides down the hallway away from her.

Hailey shook her head, and smiled no longer able to hide her amusement as she walked down the hallway toward Happy.

"What was that all about?" He asked her placing his arm around her shoulders as he led her out the doors to the parking lot.

"Just letting me know that she worries about us samcro girls." Hailey answered.

Happy scoffed. "Your ass is probly safer than hers in this town."

"Probly not wrong there Killer." She smiled as they headed toward her car.

"You got clothes in my room at the clubhouse right?" He asked.

"Yeah. Why can't I go home?"

"I got stuff to do and with these home invasions going on I don't want you alone."

"Shit Hap." She started to complain. "You can't give me a prospect?"

"Nope."

Hailey sighed and scowled at him.

"Don't try to protest Princess." He said pinning her against her car.

"Don't worry I'll behave." She said as he ran his hand down her leg.

"Good girl." He said pressing his lips against hers.

"So what's this I hear about an Old Lady Tiggy?" Hailey asked spying the former sergeant at arms sitting alone at the bar one afternoon a week or so later.

"She's not my Old Lady Hailz." He growled. She looked him over and took in the drawn tired look in his eyes.

"She's important enough that you've camped at her bedside for three days." Hailey continued.

"Yeah I spose." He answered nursing a barely touched whisky in front of him.

"What's with you lately Tig?" She pressed.

"What d'ya mean?"

"I mean you've been so distant. Not just with me but with the club as well."

"I don't know how much Hap tells you Hailey but there's a lot of shit going on around here."

"I know Tig. But that's not just it. There's something else. For you to take up an old lady? I mean you're not leaving Samcro are you?"

"What? Fuck no Hailey!"

"Coz I wouldn't blame any of you for that with all the shit that's gone down recently."

"We're brothers Hailey. We live and die for each other. You know that."

"So what's her name?"

"Cass." He answered getting a distant love struck look in his blue eyes.

"So tell me about her …"

"I don't know what it is about her Hailz. I just get this buzz off her like when I'm with her none of the shit I've done matters. It's so … so peaceful in my head when I'm with her."

"That must be nice." She said a little drily.

"I thought better of you Hailey." He sighed.

"What? No wait I didn't mean anything by that Tig. I just meant I'd love it if my own mind could forget it all sometimes."

"Sorry Hailz. I'm just a little edgy lately. Feelin' a little I don't know, guilty I guess."

"About what?"

"Shit Hailz! Do you even have to ask? Everything! All the fucked up shit I've done in the name of this club! Donna, Pope's daughter, Dawn, hell even your own brother is dead because of me! You should hate me Hailey."

"Tiggy. I could never hate you. Without you I wouldn't be who I am today. You were my voice of reason when I was a fucked up teenager. And I don't blame you for Opie's death. He was looking for a way out."

Tig turned to look at her. "What do you mean?"

"I'd like to think I knew my brother better than any of you. Although I know that's probably not really true. But I think when Pop was killed that was the last straw. He wanted a way out and he took every opportunity to find it. That last day he was here on the lot I think I knew he was going to find a way to end up in prison with you."

"You're built of pretty strong stuff Hailey. What you've been through probably would have broken a lot of the girls that flock around here."

"A lot of the girls around here are far from Old Lady material though Tiggy."

"I never picked you to be either."

"No you just never picked me to become Happy's Old Lady."

"Never thought you'd accept having anyone's crow slapped on you, let alone Happy's!"

She smiled. "Yeah I know. I'd never have picked it either to be honest but it reminds me of what Gemma said to me the day you guys all got out Stockton. Sometimes being an old lady isn't our choice, things just happen. She also said she doesn't think there is anyone out there better suited to Happy than me."

"Gemma would know."

"Has she met your Old … I mean Cass yet?" Hailey stopped herself from using the OL term in reference to Tig's girl again when he started throwing her a menacing scowl.

"Yeah. She's been around here a bit the last few days. Probably when you've been working … or getting laid."

Hailey blushed. "Aw c'mon Doll. Never known you to blush like a school girl." He smirked.

"What are you sayin' to my Old Lady to make her blush?" Came Happy's gravelly voice from behind them.

"Just commenting on your extracurricular activities outside of the clubhouse brother."

"What about 'em? I hear you've been partaking in some of your own." Happy returned as he wrapped his arms around Hailey's shoulders.

"Now who's blushing Tiggy!" Hailey smiled.

"When do we get to meet her brother?"

"Tomorrow night. Gemma's having family dinner."

"Is Clay invited?" Hailey asked hesitantly.

"I doubt it Princess."

"Good."

"We know how you feel about him and why Hailz but you gotta let us handle it okay?" Tig said.

"She knows. Don't ya Princess." Happy said somewhat gruffly.

"Yes Hap. I'm not Tara. I don't go sticking my nose in where it's not wanted and stirring up shit that gets people killed."

"You gotta let that go too Hailz or you're gonna get yourself into trouble. Say what you want around us but say something like that to Jax and even Happy wouldn't be able to protect you."

"Yeah. I know my place."

"Tell you what I'm beginning to see why you two did end up together. Takes an enforcer to keep you in line Hailey."

"Ha! Screw you Tiggy!" Hailey laughed slapping him playfully.

"I never did get that opportunity." He smirked back.

"You got as close as you're gonna get to that the day I slapped my crow on her brother." Happy said.

Hailey blushed again remembering back to that day. The vibrations of the tattoo machine against her lower abdomen coupled with Happy's placement between her legs as he tattooed her flicking that damned toothpick in and out of his mouth so teasingly had made her orgasm, twice. All while she'd rested her head against Tig's arms as he unashamedly enjoyed every second of watching her come.

"And what damn fine day that was." Tig commented as he stood up which earned him a scowl from Hailey and a smirk from Happy.