Thank you for the kind reviews xx 3 Lexi xxx Here goes chapter 3 - May contain violence or sex or both!

Happy

The Tacoma Killer stood there, his mouth wide open, like a fish. If anyone in the room had said anything he hadn't heard it. He seemed to be suspended in time locking eyes on his sister? SISTER? wait what... he knew it when he saw those eyes, his eyes. Lowman's eyes.

"You're my fucking what?" is all he managed to spurt out, the room seemed to be on edge, a dance of siblings, a dance of tension, you could cut it with a spoon.

"Your sister Happy. Juliette Lowman. Gerry is my father as well." Happy watched his sister, there was no doubt about either of their heritage, he looked down at his old man's cut on the table and knew.

"What happened to him?" Happy growled almost.

"Dad died a week ago, I brought his body home to Charming where he wanted to be buried among his brothers." She looked up at him, her Brother and he watched as her bravo and façade faded, it was obvious the last week of grieving caught up with her and two fat tears slide down her cheeks. Happy reached down and pulled her up into his arms encasing her in a hug. He felt the relief flood in and her shoulders sagged as she buried her face in his white samcro t-shirt.

"It's all right girl you're home now.. with family. Family sort it out." His words broke the tension in the room and there was a collective sigh of relief. "Where is he Juliette?"

"At the funeral home in town.. You believe me Happy? You're my brother." She whimpered against his chest.

"No doubting girl, no doubting." He looked up at Quinn and nodded in return.

Happy's head was full of questions, now wasn't the time, he had a fucking sister! A fucking sister that was hot, a fucking sister that was going to get every fucking member of samcro who didn't have their nutsacks in a vice by their old ladies come a sniffing around her. He would have to kick their fucking asses! He placed his chin on the top of her head, his eyes scanned his brothers, all there, they started talking in dribs and drabs.

"What you want us to do Hap?" Quinn asked.
"Lets bring our brother home" Bobby Elvis chimed in.
"Lets get his wake sorted" Tiggy added.
Chibs shouted at the top of his lungs "Prospects..."

Happy watched as his brothers started organising around them, it felt surreal, holding his sister. She was his sister. Family.

Quinn

Now wasn't time to fist pump the air Rane Quinn decided. Happy's sister. Ha! He didn't see that one coming. Perhaps she was staying? He wouldn't mind. He wouldn't mind one bit. He waited on Happy to release his hold on Juliette when he did, Quinn stepped up and pulled her against him, she fitted perfectly against his chest, he wrapped her in a hug and said more for the others than her. He just wanted to feel her close.

"Welcome to the Samcro family darlin'"

Hell, she felt good right there, he swore she nuzzled into his cut as her arms went round his waist. She smelt good, so good. He placed a hand on her back and stroked it. He felt her choke back a sob and said quietly "It's alright Darlin' we got this, you're not alone anymore.. We got it."

His body shouldn't be reacting in this way he was sure of it. His heart went out to her, so did his dick, twitched and he groaned under his breath, "Fuck's sake Quinn you're not 15 anymore.. why not.. 15 was a good age.. yeah... no.. Quinn pull it together." Was the battle going on with the voices in his head. She continued to cling to him. He nodded to Happy, signalling he would stay with her, Happy and six more of his brothers exited the club house, and in a moment in time it was just them.

Juliette

Happy's acceptance was more than she could of asked for. He hugged her tightly to him and she felt at home. A relief washed over her and that's when the tears started. Fuck she hated herself for being so weak. She clung onto Happy, he held her close to him, when she thought she had cried out her last, she took a step back, and was promptly hugged by Bear Mountain Man.

"Oh my fucking god." her head screamed at her as she snuggled into his chest, nuzzling her face into the soft leather of his cut, it smelt like him and oil and a clean smell of soap. She wrapped her arms around his waist and clung onto Quinn, she could feel his muscles under the soft fabric of the old t-shirt he wore, he was rock solid, a man mountain of muscle. As he spoke to her she melted and sighed, moulding her body into his, she fitted against him, like she was suppose to be there, his big arms around her, encircling her and almost protective of her. She gulped and he held her closer, speaking softly to her she nodded hearing people leave them, when she realised they were finally alone she looked up at Quinn and said in a soft voice.

"You must think I am pretty pathetic." She flashed him an weak smile as her eyes caught his.

Quinn shook his head and replied "I think you are pretty damn brave sugar. Come in here and step up to Happy. That's some balls right there." He leaned his head down and looked her in the eyes. "We got you? You trust us? Sons will get ya both through this." She nodded as she looked up at him and she caught his eyes, she gulped as she lost herself for the moment. Licking her lips with the tip of her tongue, she traced them as he tucked his fingers under her chin and tilted her head up. She blinked and kept his gaze. Her black eyes meeting his hazel eyes.

"I trust you Quinn and the Sons" is all she managed to say.

Quinn

Holy mother of fuck I am going to kiss her... Fuck, shit, why did she have to do that? Her eyes, he saw himself reflected in there, he saw her soul, he wanted her, wanted to taste her, crush her against him, claim her as his, fuck he would kill anyone who pushed up on her. He tucked his fingers under her chin and lifted her head up, tilting her head he whispered as he brought his mouth down to those plump luscious lips.

"I got this." He whispered as he captured her lips with his. His fingers tightening on her back as he brought her closer. Running his finger tips up and down her spine he felt her hips buck into his, instantly his cock twitched and started getting hard. Dammit Man.. Jesus she tasted good. Her lips melted into his, and her arms went around his neck, her fingers slid into his hair twisting it around her fingers and she moaned softly into his mouth as her tongue darted out to seek his.

Juliette

"Oh shit... oh shit.. Yes.. yes.. " her indoor voice yelled out, she lent against him, he pulled her closer, his lips met hers, she teased them with her tongue, she was grown up and she wanted this man. Her lips opened as her tongue met his and they danced in a primal dance, back and forth, the pushed and wrapped around each other. She drank from him, like a thirsty woman at an oasis, he drowned her, she needed him, she moaned and he pulled her closers, her hands went to his hair weaving strands around them. Holding him to her. She broke the kiss for a moment and whispered against his mouth "We shouldn't.. I don't know you..Please, don't stop." He whispered in reply "I won't..."

A loud bang of the door, made them jump apart, like scalded cats and Half sack stood there and said "Quinn, Clay wants you in the office."

Juliette blushed furiously as Quinn patted her shoulder. "I will be back in a moment." "Sure" She replied looking at the floor. Great. Not even twenty four hours in the States and she had a man's tongue down her throat... but what a man.. her fingers touched her lips, as she watched Quinn strut out of the clubhouse door, whistling. She grinned.