So here is Follow Me Down, the sequel to Crash Into Me. It takes place three years after we last left the gang. Enjoy it and don't worry I plan on filling the three year gap with flashbacks and maybe one shots. (:


Dasha Kozik studied the man sitting across from her, three happy years and counting and she could still admire all his features without getting bored. "This is fun." She looked at the people moving around them and smiled.

"I don't think it is." Happy shook his head and grabbed his girlfriend's hands, sending a silent string of curses her way. Somehow he let her talk him into taking a trip to Disneyland, a place he had successfully avoided his whole damn life. "If I have to take a picture of you with another fucking princess I will lose my damn mind."

The brunette smiled. "Come on Happy, we haven't even met the seven dwarves. They surely will get a kick out of your name being Happy." She leaned over the table and gave him a quick kiss. "I need to take a picture with Snow White and we can leave. The sooner we do that, the sooner we can get back to the hotel and have some not so Disney approved fun."

"I think we can skip her and just go straight back to the hotel." He grabbed her thighs under the table and flashed her a sly smile. "She might get jealous anyways, she's not half the princess you are Dasha."

Dasha scoffed, leave it to her boyfriend to try to sweet talk her out of Disneyland for sex. "Please Hap." She grabbed his hands and stopped them sliding further under her skirt. "I will fuck you until you're out of jizz if you let me take this one last picture. I have every princess except for her. She's classic Disney."

"I don't even see why you want to be here. It's for six year olds and women who still think they're six years old and obsessed with dumbass princesses." He stood from the table and adjusted the hat on his head. "Let's track her down."

"Babe." She grabbed his hands and smiled. "I still can't believe you came down here with me."

"It's our anniversary and I let you pick and now we're here and I should have seen it coming but with all that damn ink, I didn't peg you for a Disney lover, at all." He locked eyes with her, hers were bright and brown, full of life. "Plus, you look cute in those dumbass ears." He flicked at the ears perched on her head and knocked them sideways. "Nah leave it, gives you character."

She righted the ears and rolled her eyes at the tattooed man who seemed to be drawing very curious stares of other park goers. "Look, babe you're quite the attraction." She poked him in the side and laughed as they reached the line for Snow White.

"I'm never letting you pick shit out again." He growled as he watched her scroll through the pictures on the high tech camera. "This isn't the activity of an outlaw, this is the activity of a girlfriend and her pussy whipped boy toy."

"I really didn't know someone could hate Disney so much." Dasha stepped forward and pressed the camera in his hands as she positioned herself next to the princess. "Hurry and take the picture." She smiled and a few seconds later the flash went off.

"Let's go." Happy grabbed her hand and started yanking her towards the nearest exit. One thing and one thing only on his mind. "I'm cashing in on the fuck me dry offer."

SOA

Happy wasted no time when he walked into the hotel room. His hands were instantly under Dasha's skirt as she nipped at his neck. His erection pressing painfully against the fly of his jeans. "Fuck." He slipped a hand into her panties and quickly found her center.

"Shit." Dasha moaned as she gripped his wrist with both of her hands. "Fucking love this." She smirked up at him as he slid another finger inside of her sopping wet cunt.

"You love that little girl?" He smiled as she attempted to move his fingers inside of her faster. "You're so damn turned on right now."

"I love it." She nodded and dropped her hands from his. Her attempt to make him finger her faster had failed. "Take me." She smiled and slid her hands under his shirt.

The biker pushed her back on to the bed and pulled her panties down and off her legs before removing his own clothes as he watched her free herself from her shirt and bra. "Keep the skirt on." He stroked himself a few times before moving on his knees between her legs.

She nodded and let out a soft moan as she felt him rub his cock over her pussy. "Fuck me." She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he pushed into her slowly before pulling back out. "You're so mean."

He chuckled as he slammed back into her causing her to fall back of her elbows. "You know I love to tease you Dasha." He slammed into her a few times before slowing to a more excruciating pace.

"You're suffering right along with me Happy." She let him pin her hands above her head as he rocked into her body.

"Nah." He released her hands and grabbed her hips and started to slam into her over and over again. The sound of her moans and skin smacking against skin filled the room. He pulled out of her and quickly flipped her over. His hand tangling in her long brown hair as he pushed back inside of her.

"Fuck." She moaned into the pillow as he filled her with every rigid inch he had to offer. "Oh fuck." She cried as she felt him grip the waistband of her skirt and start to pound into her over and over again. Her orgasm creeping up with each thrust.

Happy pounded into her without a single hint of caution. This was his way of releasing his pent up anger from being forced to walk around Disneyland with her all fucking day. He reached under her and started to rub her clit as felt her walls tighten around him.

"Oh God." She fisted the sheets at her sides and moved her hips up and down as she shuddered violently through her orgasm.

Happy pushed her down into the bed as he worked to get himself off. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass as he started to feel his own climax begin as he felt Dasha massaging his balls. "Fuck." He lost it and started pumping his seed inside of her.

"So much for safe sex." She laughed as she felt something warm drip down her thighs. She pulled away and dropped on to her back. "That was some very not Disney sex."

"Yeah but we're trying for a kid remember." He laid down next to her and rubbed her belly. "That wasn't the ideal position but still."

"I still can't believe we decided to have a kid. Two psychos will probably make a little psychotic serial killer. Maybe the world is working against us and that's why it's taking us forever to conceive. I mean look at Malia pregnant again on her first damn try." She rubbed her face and cast him a sideways glance.

"You are putting way too much fucking thought into this shit." He traced the prominent scar on her upper abdomen and smiled. "It'll happen when it's supposed to happen."

"Maybe it's because of what happened three years ago." She sighed and closed her eyes, thinking back to the talk she had with the doctor.

Dr. Baxter stood at the side of the hospital bed, looking between Dasha and Happy. "I got the test results back, I really don't see how we missed this twice but your baby didn't make it."

"Baby?" Dasha looked at the doctor in utter disbelief. "I wasn't pregnant." She felt Happy squeeze her hand tightly.

"You were, it was an ectopic pregnancy, there was no chance of the baby making it past the first trimester. I'm sorry Dasha." Dr Baxter frowned at the young brunette, her heart bleeding for the loss of a child that they weren't even aware of.

"It was a miscarriage, it was never going to stay." Happy kissed her neck. "Let's not dwell on that awful piece of history, let's move forward." He rubbed her stomach once more. "Let's take it day by day, minds on the future."


Malia rubbed her stomach as she watched her husband Esai chase their three year old son Xavier around the backyard.

"You good?" Esai stopped in front of his wife and pressed a quick kiss to her baby bump. "Are both my girls good?"

"Yeah, we're both good. I'm just tired is all. I forgot the physical toll pregnancy took on my body." She combed her fingers through her blonde hair and smiled at her two favorite guys in her life. "I can't wait for this kid to get here. I'm over this hormonal rollercoaster."

"Few months and my princess will be her. What're we naming her? You give any thoughts to naming her Jameson like I suggested?" He laughed and gripped her stomach with his large hands.

"No, I'm not naming our daughter after a liquor. I thought you were drunk when you suggested this." She rolled her eyes and sat on the swing. "I'm tired, my feet are getting so damn fat."

"They're cute chubby feet ruca." Esai sat down next to her before lifting their son to sit between them. "How do you like being a Mayans wife now?" He rubbed the back of his neck and slowly moved them back and forth.

"It's an adjustment. I love you and your brothers. The club, your parents. What I dislike is the fact I'm against my family. This Sons versus Mayans war couldn't have come at a poorer time." Malia frowned and ruffled her son's brown hair. "I don't want to be in a feud with my sister."

Esai grimaced at the statement. "You're not in a feud with your sister, you can see her whenever you want Malia. That's not the issues here, you can go back and forth between the clubs because your dad is a Son. You choose not to because we're married, you distanced yourself from them."

"I'm hungry." Xavier interrupted their conversation at the perfect time. "I want tacos!"

"What kind?" Esai stood up and grabbed his son. "I'll take him to the restaurant and grab us all dinner. Is that good with you?" He smiled down at his gorgeous wife and she nodded yes.

"I want steak tacos." She smiled and watch them go inside the house, leaving her to her own thoughts and memories.

"This is crazy!" Dasha frowned and shook her head, her hair falling from the loose bun she had. "I can't believe they're at war!" She looked down at the Reaper Crew shirt she had on. "The Mayans killed a Son in Nevada. Now it's a blood war."

"I didn't believe her." Malia frowned at the memory. Her older sister had warned her but she didn't believe it could get bad so quickly. Two years and it was still waging on. So many fallen men and innocents. It was so surreal to her.

SOA

Esai walked into his dark bedroom, he could make out his wife's form under the blanket and quickly removed his clothes before sliding in next to her. "I missed you."

"I missed you." She flipped and draped a hand on his chest the best she could. Her belly in the way, causing the cuddling session. "She's been kicking up a storm, X went down with a fight. He almost kicked me in my stomach. I almost lost my temper with him."

"I'll talk to him tomorrow. I don't like that shit at all. I didn't raise little man to disrespect women let alone his own mom." He rubbed his eyes before placing a hand on her belly to feel their daughter kick. "Can we name her Shei? Like the word shy?" He chuckled.

"Shei Alvarez?" Malia rolled her eyes and smiled. "I like that name actually, it's kind of unique." She rubbed her thumb over her name that was tattooed on his chest. "Shei it is, unless we come up with something else that we love better."

"I love Shei, I'd say Dasha but we already have one of those in the family." He laughed earning him a playful smack on the chest. "We can always name her after your mom, Jennifer is a cute name."

"Nah, I like Shei the best." Malia yawned and shook her head. "Shei for the win babe." She turned the lights all the way down and molded herself against his body the best she could. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." Esai smiled and kept a hand on his wife's belly as his daughter kept kicking. She wasn't even born yet and he was head over heels in love with his princess. He could see her, a dimpled chin like her mom's, dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes. She would be a mix of both her parents. He could only hope she would have a more level headed temperament than her older brother.


Alright, chapter one of Follow Me Down is in the bag. I hope you guys enjoyed it and as always let me know what you think. (: