I'm so sorry. I have been so caught up in my other story that this one fell to the wayside. I thought it was due to me loving the other story.. but I know now it's because of where this one had to go. I am going to finish this AN at the end because I need to or i'll give it all away.

Happy had fallen into a routine with Riley. They worked on cars during the day, did what the club needed then went home together. He was surprised at how easy it was to be with her. They had always been together, but he had assumed that putting a legitimate title on their relationship would make him feel trapped. It was the opposite though, he felt more free than he ever had.

It had been a few months since they had talked about Rileys drunken confession from their honeymoon. He knew she was embarrassed, but he wanted to get everything out. They needed to be straight with each other if they were going to take down her father.

The club voted on all of it, and everyone was in favor of taking down Mr. Morey. It wasn't even a question. Riley was terrified of getting someone hurt, but she started to realize that the club took care of their own before anything else.

Althea was an issue too. She loved walking around the clubhouse like she owned the place. The only time she wavered was when Riley was around. Riley and Chibs were on the same page for once, and it meant trouble for the sheriff. She had no idea that as soon as she left the clubhouse, Chibs would be covered in crow eaters. Riley would send them over to ask Chibs questions, just to piss Jerry off. Happy thought it was hilarious and joined in quite a bit too.

Chis had been talking Althea into connecting with the IRA. It had taken a while, but her working with Brandon gave her the perfect opening. She was good at being a shady ass cop.

"Well, my oh my has this place not changes a bit!"

Happy looked over and saw Venus strutting into the clubhouse. She had still been traveling back and forth, only staying long enough to spend some time with Tig. She had sent an extravagant bondage system to Hap and Riley for their wedding gift, and it sent Riley into laughing fits. She hadn't had much of a chance to meet Venus yet, but she was excited to do so.

"Hey, Venus. What brings you here? Tiggy is out on a run."

"Yes, you handsome hunk of man muscle, I know. I am here to get acquainted with your beautiful bride. Mister Trager speaks so highly of the blonde, I figured I should meet her."

"She's back taking a shower, but should be out in a few."

"I am just so excited to meet the girl! How have you been, Mister Happy? Wedding bliss?"

"Things are good, Vee. You back now?"

"Yes, I do believe. It feels so good to be home!"

Happy smiled at Venus and shook his head. She was always incredibly enthusiastic and he was looking forward to see what Riley thought of her. The guys had a hard time at first accepting Tiggys woman, but no one really gave him a hard time. The guy had always been crazy, so being involved with a transsexual wasn't the craziest thing he had done. Hell, Hap and him had sawed and sewn two different bodies together.

"I'll go let her know you're here."

"Why thank you, Happy. I very much so appreciate it."

Happy slipped off the barstool and head towards the dorm room. Even though they had a house together, they still kept their rooms functional. He walked into the room and saw Riley walking out of the bathroom with only a towel on. He walked up to her and pulled her into his arms and pulled the towel off.

"Happy, knock it off it's cold in here."

"I can feel that."

Riley smacked him on the chest and started laughing. She smiled up at him and bit her lip. He growled and smiled at how easy it was for her to get him going.

"Something wrong?"

"Venus is here to see you."

"Oh! Tig said she would be here today! Can you let her know I'll be right out?"

"Or I could throw you down on this bed."

"Happy Lowman get out."

He sighed and turned to leave. He shut the door behind him and saw Venus fawning over one of the new prospects. The kid seemed nervous, but kept his cool. He would have to remember to bring that up later.

"Vee, she wanted me to tell you she will be right now. Just getting dressed."

"Thank you, my dear Happy. Where would our dearest scottsman be? I wanted to see him as well."

"He's out on the run with Tig."

"Oh well I guess I will be seeing him when he gets back then."

Happy nodded and head back for the bar. He had been worried about Chibs. He seemed in a better place but after all the shit he pulled, he wasn't sure if he could trust him. He knew just how dangerous it was to not trust the president of the club.

Riley walked out of the room and was instantly met with a very loud and boisterous hello. She saw the woman standing in front of her and she was nothing what she expected. The way the other guys talked about her, she was a queen bee. This woman was a queen full alphabet with how much of a presence she had.

"Miss Riley Lowman! If I do live and breathe you are one of the most breathtaking women I have ever seen in my whole life. Alexander told me you were beautiful but I feel like he has not played up to your full potential."

"You much be Venus. I am so glad I'm finally meeting you!"

She walked forward and was instantly pulled into a bone crushing hug. She saw Happy laughing out of the corner of her eye and tried not to join him. This woman is exactly the kind of woman Tig would be with.

"I am just thrilled to be seeing you. I unfortunately can't be staying long, but I plan on being around this wonderful establishment much more often now that Charming is my home again. I would actually love to have a cook out here within the next few days, permission pending of course."

"I don't see why that would be an issue at all. I'll make sure I bring it up with Chibby and Tiggy when they get back."

"Oh my sweet girl, you do belong here with those nick names you're throwing around. I must be heading up to the studio but I will be back later this evening."

"I'm sure me and Hap will be too. Have a great time up there. They sure need the help."

"I am sure that any place could use the helping hand of Venus Van Dam."

Riley watched her strut out, head held high and she couldn't help but smile. The woman was intense and everything Tig could ever need. She walked over and sat next to Hap, keeping an eye on the prospect who looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

"What'dya think?"

"She's intense."

"Very."

"She's perfect for Tig."

"Absolutely."

"What was the run they are on?"

"Not sure. Just left in a hurry."

"I have a feeling this has something to do with my father."

"Why?"

"Because he's been quiet for too damn long."

As she finished her sentence, her phone started ringing. She pulled it out to see it was her father. She rolled her eyes, showing Hap the caller ID before answering it.

"Speak of the devil."

"Ouch, Riley. Not a very kind thing to say to me."

"What do you want?"

"Would it be possible for you and your husband to meet me where we met with Alvarez last? Need to discuss some things with you."

"You do know I'm not the president of this club, right?"

"Yes. I am well aware."

"We need to wait for Chibs and Tig to get back then."

"No, you need to get here now."

The phone clicked and Riley got an eerie feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't like that her father didn't want the leaders of the club there, and she didn't like that he was calling. Something was off.

"Prospect, if anyone pulls into this driveway and they aren't a son, you call me. Got it?"

Before he could even answer, Happy and Riley were out the door.

Chibs opened his eyes and felt the pain on the side of his face. He blinked a few times trying to understand where he was. He looked across the room and Tig was slumped against a wall. He tried to bring his hands up, but quickly realized they were tied to a chair. He and Tig had been going to a meeting with Alvarez. They had gotten off their bikes then he didn't remember anything else.

"Tiggy. Tiggy you okay?"

He saw Tig stir and sighed in relief. At least he wasn't dead. He looked to his left, despite the pain screaming for him to stop, and saw Althea tied up to a chair also. She was bleeding from her face and slumped over. She was still breathing but she looked rough.

"Jerry. Althea. You okay?"

She moved slightly and slowly picked her head up. She looked at Chibs and frowned.

"I'm so sorry Chibs. They figured me out."

"What do ya mean?"

"They figured out I was trying to spy on them. I told them everything. They told me they would kill me if I didn't tell them who tried to send me to them."

"Chris, Althea."

"I don't want to die."

He rolled his eyes when she started crying. He should have just killed her when he had the chance. He heard the door open and saw Riley's father and a few other guys walk in.

"Ah, Mr. Telford, you're awake!"

"Aye. Not really feeling the hospitality."

"Ah, yeah, I apologize for that. You see, Miss Jerry here made some pretty big accusations. I needed to find out the truth."

"Coulda just asked me."

"And would you have told the truth or would you have let Riley get in the way?"

"What is it ya need ta know?"

"I'll ask questions soon. Riley will be here in about an hour. Mr. Trager will be allowed to meet with her outside so she doesn't think she's being taken in any way."

Chibs sighed but stayed quiet. He knew that there would be no persuading the King.

"Sit tight, Mr. Telford. We will be back soon."

Chibs straightened up as the guys grabbed Tig and dragged him out of the room. He was still out of it and it worried Chibs that he was more hurt than expected.

Happy and Riley followed the IRA guys that met them at the park to an old warehouse. He could feel how anxious his wife was, and it made him jumpy. He hated feeling so useless. It was much quicker to shoot and ask questions later. That's probably why he would never make it to the presidents seat.

They both cut their engines and walked towards the front door. He saw that Riley had her hand on her waist, knowing that it was to pull her pistol if needed. The door swung open and Tig fell out. Riley lurched forward to grab him, Happy following suit.

"Hey, doll, fancy seeing you here."

They helped him stand up on his feet.

"What the hell happen?"

"I uh, think someone hit my head. Everything is pretty damn fuzzy. They said you're safe though. Chibs is inside."

"Is this my father?"

"Yeah. Here I'll show you."

Happy kept his arm wrapped around Tig, supporting most of his weight as they walked inside. Tig led them down a hallway and to an office. Inside, Mr Morey was sitting.

"Ah! You two made it!"

"Tig needs to sit down, dad."

"He can sit in the room we're going to."

The three followed the king down the hallway to a back room. He swung the door open to see Chibs and Althea tied to chairs, both bloody. Someone Happy didn't recognize pulled a chair up and helped him get Tig into it. He sat slumped in the chair, but he was still talking to them.

"Dad, what the fuck is this?"

"This, darling daughter, is me taking care of business."

"What-"

"Be quiet. It has come to my attention that your president took it upon himself to try to get a cop into my good graces. Did you know anything about that?"

Happy kept his mouth shut and watched Chibs glare at Riley. He subtly shook his head no, as if to her to say she didn't know. She stayed perfectly still and said nothing.

"You see, the Sons should have been killed a long time ago. The IRA has let you all live through all of the bullshit. I even pushed this wedding to make all of you relevant and inexpendible. This changes that though."

"It doesn't change any-"

"I said be quiet. Isn't this the woman who worked with Brandon?"

"Yes."

Happy could hear Althea sobbing in her chair. As much as he hated her, he almost felt bad. They had planned on taking her out but it never would have been this drawn out or brutal.

"Why is she still alive."

"I.. I don't know." Riley choked out.

"Fair enough."

Riley's father picked up his pistol, pointed it at Althea and pulled the trigger. The small room made the gun shot echo painfully loud as the bullet hit the sheriff between the eyes. Happy kept his eyes on Riley the whole time. Her body jumped involuntary at the sound of the gunshot. It pissed him off. There wasn't many times that he saw her jumpy, if any at all.

"Problem solved."

"Yeah, I guess it is." She said quietly.

"Now. Next problem. You actually brought it up earlier."

"What problem?"

"You can't just make decisions for the club. You aren't the president and don't have much pull. Now, your current president just tried to betray me. He tried to send in the woman who tried to have you killed into my life. Do you see where this is a problem."

"Dad. Don't."

"Do you see where it's a problem."

"I know you think it's a problem, but it's not. He will listen to me. He will do what needs to be done. Dad. Please don't do this."

"I just can't believe anything he says, Riley."

"Dad."

He pointed his gun at Chibs and looked back at Riley. Happy felt his whole body turn on fire. It was his job to protect the president and he was failing. He stepped forward but the other guys pulled their guns on him. He could see Tig scrambling to stand up but all it took was one person to put their hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Dad! Don't do this!"

"Riley, you all have left me with no choice."

As the shot rang out, it was like the whole world was moving in slow motion. Happy saw Riley lunge forward screaming. She fell short, collapsing at her fathers feet. He watched as the slug slammed into Chibs' chest, sending blood spraying everywhere. He felt the cold steel of the gun pressed into the back of his head. He looked over to see Tig screaming out as he fell on the floor from his chair. The only sounds left in the deafening silence, was Riley and Tig sobbing on the floor. He fell to his knees as he looked at his president, slumped forward, no longer breathing.

IM SORRY! I AM SO SORRY!

I know this isn't how anyone wanted it to go.. damn it I made my own chest hurt.. I really did.. I'm sitting here staring at this not wanting to hit save because I don't want it to be happening. It has to though in this story.. Like I said before.. I had a ton of other ways this story was going to go.. but none of them fit this world.. I am thinking of posting them once I complete this just to show how it could have gone (for anyone who is interested) but this is the one my mind took it.

For the record, I don't plan out much when I write. I write and as I put words down it comes to me how things go. I didn't know until I wrote this that Chibs would die. I hate killing characters. IDK how Sutter and George R. R. Martin do it. Seriously. :'(