I OWN NOTHING YOU RECONGIZE. WRITTEN IN HAPPY'S POV.

In this life the best we can do is take the joy that happens between the turmoil. Sometimes all that is nothing more than following the cone of light your headlight creates as you flow down the road like roaring water. Tonight was one of those nights, hell it had been one of those years, everything that could go wrong did. The burden of the past year was heavy for all of us. There were little bits of right spread through the constant disaster that seem to be the norm for the club, my home and my life.

Just when things seemed to be getting back to business as usual, something else really fucked would happen. My brothers and I were all at the limits of just how much shit could happen before the whole thing fell apart. You could feel it every time you put a foot in the club house door.

So I needed to get out feel some wind on my face, zone into the road and just be one with my machine. I am a loner by nature, it's not that I don't love my brothers, I live, I kill, I die for my family. My brothers are my family in this life we all have together.

I noticed the sun was trying to make it yet another day. The road still leads me on; I had no actual destination in mind. I just needed the road for a few more hours. I had burned through one tank already and it was getting time I filled up again and it was getting to the point I needed to be considering heading back towards the clubhouse. I got some nasty coffee some smokes and sat on my bike and watched the sunrise.

It had been a while since I had been out at this time of day with the time to just burn looking at the world wake up around me. It was good to just sit for a minute and not be needed to rush off at take care of the next emergency. Don't get me wrong, I was 100% there for the club, I am always ready. Things seemed to be alright for the moment, my pre-pay had been quiet, I checked first thing when I stopped to be sure I had not missed any calls and I hadn't, time for me to move my ass on down the road anyways.

I took a cut off I liked just for the curves in the road, whoever built this one must have been a biker, the road was banked just right, making it easy to flow from one to the next, if you ever stopped at the top and looked back you would realize there were far too many for the short stretch the highway actually need to cover the actual ground. Whenever I was out this way I always made it a point to run this stretch of road. The feeling of the switch backs just flowing made for a perfect ride.

As I took the road I realized I had relaxed, the tension that was a constant in my life had eased up, I no longer felt like I was carrying extra weight on my shoulders. I actually felt pretty good for being up all night!

I could see this smudge in the distance, I didn't think much of it just figured some stupid cage had done something stupid on the way to work, poor S.O.B. anyway. I had watched them rushing by me for years, all wrapped up in their little cages, off to sit in a different cage all day only to get in the first cage to head toward the box they called home. The very though gave me an all body shudder. Fuck I so could not live like that!

I first saw her at the side of the road. The POS thing she had was dead; it needed to be buried a long time ago. But all he could see was eyes like the sky at high noon and a smile a mile wide. Fuck he swore he could see that smile from a mile away!

He could not take his eyes off hers, hypnotic that's what they were. She blazes that 100 watt smile his way, and just like that he knows he is so fucked..!

He watches as she makes her way over to him, he notices she is trying to hand him a joint….O Hell YA! Fuckin perfect! He reaches out and she puts it between his fingers, soft, soft is all he can think of shit!

Eyes that eat him alive, he takes a long drag and she just stands there waiting for him, the things that run through his mind at the feel of that much soft, been a long time since he felt that kinda girl, takes him way back in time. He remembers when all the girls were soft and easy to rub up on. Not like the bitches of today, all hard and wanting just one thing, to hook up with a son and be an old lady…

The wind keeps blowin the black smoke away from her bus, a Volkswagen
fuckin bus… what the hell did he just step back in time, like a whole lot of fuckin years, to the 70's? Whatever, she was here and he was here, maybe just maybe she was throw back to the days of his miss-spent youth.

She just stood in front of him lookin like, like well a really good fuck just waiting to happen. She, her, she just looked at him with those fuckin eyes, no one just looked at him like that anymore…."You need some help it looks like" he said she just blinked at him and said, "ya it looks like Lilly has met her match on highway 101", all he could do was nod, fuck her voice was like warm honey. I am so gonna... "Do you think I could like get a ride?" she asked…and her question brought him out of the fog he was currently battling. "What, sure where to" is all he could ask she could have said Washington DC and he would have said fine, hop on darlin…

The looked at her more and realized she was not as young as he first though, there was wisdom in those eyes from the sky, it wasn't that they were hard just that he could tell she had seen her share of bad shit but chose to rise above it, to live another day, just as he had. Maybe just maybe…..

"Ya sure, ya did you call someone for a tow?" she looked at him with those fucking sky eyes and said "no I have no one to call" silence stretched on before he could form coherent words, "We got a shop I could have someone come get it and see what can be done", "Why don't you just put the keys under the floor mat and I'll have a prospect come out and get it." She thought about it and asked," How much is this gonna cost, because I don't have a lot of money," I looked at her and said, "I think we can work something out darlin," She just smiles that killer smile at me and started to dig jeans and boots out of the back pack at her feet.