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I sat on the bed for a good 20 minutes or so sulking and angry before I decided just to shower and go to bed. This whole thing was a giant mess and, a giant fucking mess and I couldn't help but hope I was going to wake up tomorrow and none of this actually happened. I was going to go to bed and hopefully wake up before anyone else so I could sneak out without anyone noticing.

My shower was nice, nothing special but it did help relax me a bit. When I turned the running water of the shower off I heard movement coming from Happy's dorm area. "Hey Hap, can you bring me my bag? I left it on the bed." I asked. There was no response but there was the unmistakable sound of heels clicking at a frantic pace towards the door. I quickly tossed a towel around myself and ran out of the bathroom in pursuit of the intruder. "Oh, hell no. What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I demanded as I turned the corner just in time to see a red headed sweetbutt reaching for the door knob.

"I was just looking for Happy." She stated trying to sound nonchalant but her eyes were skittish and her voice was shaky. She was lying.

"Really? Did you think you'd find him hiding in my bag?" I asked as I motioned to where my belongings were scattered across the bed, she was definitely going through my stuff. "What did you take?" I asked as calmly as possible but I could feel the rage building steadily. She didn't answer, she looked at me like a deer caught in the head lights. "I'll ask you one more time. What did you take?" I was talking through clenched teeth now and if she didn't fess up fast she was going to be in a world of hurt. Then, she did something really stupid; she tried to run. As soon as she turned to try and pull the door open I was on her. I grabbed a handful of poorly dyed red hair and slammed her head into the door frame.

"You crazy bitch!" She screamed "I think you broke my nose!" She was clutching her face as blood seeped between her fingers.

"What did you take? Give it back now or I promise a broken nose will be the least of your worries." I hissed in her ear still gripping her hair in my fist. She huffed in surrender and reached into the pockets of her too tight pants and pulled out a small wad of cash and a silver necklace with a locket and two small charms on it.

I snatched the items from her grasp and at the thought of her stealing my necklace I slammed her head back into the door, harder than the first time.

"What the fuck!? I gave it back!" she cried.

"You shouldn't take things that don't belong to you. Now come on "Red" I think you have somethings to discuss with the rest of the club." I said still holding her by the back of the head and dragged her out of Happy's dorm and into the hall.

"No, no, no! You can't tell them! They'll kill me!" she shrieked.

"Yeah, well, guess you shoulda thought this out a little better then." I huffed. This is not how I wanted this night to go. I was itching for a release and beating this woman to a bloody mess sounded very appealing. When we entered the main room of the club house Jax was sitting at the bar and almost spit out his beer at the sight before him. There I was in nothing but a towel, hair still soaking wet, and gripping a bloodied skank back the hair.

"What the hell?" Jax stared at me with wide eyes.

"I caught her in Happy's room stealing my shit while I was in the shower." I hissed and pushed her forward. She stumbled forward and fell to her knees in front of Jax.

"I didn't, I swear! I just thought this bitch needed to be taught a lesson. You know just a little hazing like you guys do to the prospect." Her voice was unsteady and you could tell she was lying again. It took all of my strength not to hit her again.

"Two problems with that story 'Red'. One, I'm not a sweetbutt, I'm a friend. Two, sweetbutt or not you don't break into a Son's room and steal shit regardless of who you think it belongs to." I seethed.

"She's got you there darlin'." Jax said clearly annoyed this this girl's antics.

As if on an unfortunate cue the clubhouse door swung open and Happy, Kozik, and two other men wearing cuts who I haven't met walked in. Immediately, Happy's eyes found mine and I could almost see the rage radiating off him. "Oh, fuck." I mumbled to myself as he began to do his serial killer walk towards me.

"I thought I told you not to leave my room?" He growled.

"I had every intention of doing just that until 'Red' here—"

"I have name." 'Red' cut me off from her spot on the floor starting to stand up.

"Shut up, no one cares." I spat back at her. "Anyways." I said turning my attention back too Happy. "I was going to stay in to the room until 'Red' here broke into said room and was trying to steal my shit." I snapped back at him.

He eyes left mine and he turned to face the redheaded skank. "You broke into my room? And tried to steal my girl's stuff?" Happy voice was low and gravelly laced strongly with a barely contained anger.

"Oh, come on baby! Don't listen to her! I was just looking for something I forgot in there from the other night." The redhead purred in Happy's direction while throwing a sly smirk over her shoulder at me. I know what she was doing, she was trying to get under my skin; it didn't work.

"You were looking for something you forgot in Hap's locked room in my bag?" I said raising my eyebrow at her. "If you are going to lie at least try and make it a believable one." I turned to face Happy. "I'll let you deal with this however you guys feel fit. I'm going to be a good little girl go back to your room like I was told." I said in a mocking tone. I turned around and started walking back down the hallway towards Happy's room.

"What's the big fucking deal it was just some tramp's dinky little piece of shit necklace it didn't even look like it was worth much, I would never steal from one of you. I swear! She just came in here acting like she was better than all of us getting too cozy with our boys. Cunt needed to be taken down a peg." Red rambled out.

At that little outburst I froze and turned back to face the redhead with murder in my eyes. In all reality she wasn't wrong, there wasn't much monetary value to the necklace but to me personally that necklace was worth more than her life and I was about to make that very clear. With a speed I didn't even realize I possessed I grabbed an abandoned beer bottle and smashed the end on the bar and held up to her throat. "You know I tried to do this the nice way and let the men handle it because I'm in their house so I'm trying to play by their rules but you just couldn't let it go and had to open that fucking mouth of yours." I hissed. She started to try and say something and pressed the bottle into her neck just hard enough to draw blood. "No. You don't get to talk right now, you are going to listen. If you ever so much as throw me a sideways glance I will kill you, consequences be damned." My voice was calm and deadly. Her eyes about bugged out of her head.

"That's enough!" a voice boomed from the door, an older man with greying, more accurately almost white hair stood. Despite his age he was still clearly in good shape, tall, and not unattractive.

"Clay! Thank God! This crazy bit—" the skank started to plea.

"Shut up." he snapped. "You, you, and Hap Chapel now." His voice left no room for argument. As he pointed to myself, the skank, and Happy.

"Happy now?" Happy growled in my ear.

"If I remember correctly I didn't want to come back here in the first place." I hissed back while walking behind him.

When we reached the room I assumed was the "chapel" the large man who I'm guessing is Clay closed the door behind us. Jax had told me a little about Clay when we were talking earlier. I knew he was his step-dad, he's not what I had pictured but I knew anyone who could handle being married to Gemma was not someone I wanted to piss off. I also know he is the President of the M/C and for that reason alone I knew I needed to be respectful if only for Happy's sake because I was his guest my behavior would reflect back on him… I fucking hate this shit.

"Explain." Clay stated simply, eyeing me while sticking a cigar in his mouth and sitting at the head of a beautifully carved wooden table.

"I caught her stealing my stuff." I responded simply.

"Clay that's not— "Red started to interrupt. I guess the her name is Harley, ha, funny.

"Shut up, Harley. I asked her." Clay said firmly.

I nodded in acknowledgment and continued. "I just wanted to bring it to the club's attention that they have a thief among them. Then, she kept running her mouth and I lost my temper. It was not my intention to make a huge, dramatic scene. Honestly, I don't even want to be here." I said maintaining eye contact and doing my best not to shiver, not because I was nervous but because I'm in nothing but a goddamn towel with wet hair and I'm fucking cold.

"And who are you exactly? I haven't seen you around here before today. You come in with my step-son, leave, come back and shack up with Killa here?" His eyes scanned me, lingering on my face like he was trying to figure something out. I couldn't quite tell what he was thinking but the way his eyes deadlocked with mine was making me extremely uncomfortable.

This time I glanced at Happy before answering and waited for the small nod that let me know to be honest and continue. "My name is Allison Pierce; I've known Happy since I was teenager. I just moved here, I'm opening a shop on Main Street. I had no idea Happy was even here I thought he was in Tacoma, his mom was the one who suggested Charming and I fell in love with your town. I ended up here with Jax initially because my truck broke down and he offered me a ride, that's it. And not for anyone's lack of trying, I haven't shacked up with anyone since I got here… thanks to your Sergeant at Arms" I mumbled the last part but it was loud enough for Happy to hear me and he shot me one of his infamous 'looks'.

"Hap?" he asked. All Happy did was nod in conformation.

"You." He said pointing to Harley "What's your side of the story?" Clay asked. I had to seriously contain myself from going off.

"I was just hazing her… I thought she was a new girl and needed to get her shit checked for taking up residence in one of our favorites room." She said it in a way I'm sure she thought was sultry purr but failed miserably. She also threw a wink Happy's way and I couldn't help but start laughing.

"You got a problem" She sneered.

"I caught you red-handed in Hap's locked room trying to steal money and a necklace that is worth more to me than your life and you call that hazing?" I scoffed. "I'm sorry but Clay," I said redirecting my attention to the older man. "I'd be willing to bet that I am not the first she has stolen from. If you have someone who is willing to steal from you have someone who will flip on you, there's no loyalty there. You and I both know is a problem. Best hope your boys aren't big on pillow talk." My tempered was getting the best of me now. "I'm sorry if I'm coming of as disrespectful but I'm defiantly not an Old Lady and Hap has always done his best to keep me away from the club" I said, my eyes swiped over to Happy for a spilt second. "So I'm not exactly privy to all the M/C rules on how all this works." I said exasperated. "All I wanted when I came to Charming was to open up my shop and live happily ever after. I had no intention of causing trouble, I didn't and don't want any involvement with the club, hell I wouldn't even be here if it weren't for Hap dragging me back…" I had to pause and take a breath so my temper wouldn't get the best of me. "I'm not going to stand here and try and tell you how to run your house but she…" I pointed to Harley "is a potential risk. That's it. I'm done. I'm going home, you'll only seem again to pick up my truck." I started to turn and walk towards the door.

Clay took a deep breath and set the cigar in an ashtray. "Harley, go get your bag." He told her coolly.

"What? Why?" she asked surprised.

"Just fucking do it. Happy go with her, make she doesn't try to skip out." His voice was as icy as the color of his eyes. Happy nodded and grabbed Harley by the arm leading her out of the room. The look on her face was priceless as she put together what was happening, she was caught and she knew it. I wonder who else she tried to ripped off tonight before I caught her.

"Happy's never mentioned you before, he doesn't normally keep things from the club." Clay stated eyeing me. I could plainly see he's trying to get a read on me, see how much of a danger I could be to him and his organization. I could also easily see by the way he was looking at me I needed to make it clear I was not a risk to The Sons, my life may very well may depend on.

"Don't see why he would have a reason to bring me up. His ma took pity on me when they found me drunk in the gutter as a teenager, she set me straight, I got my shit together and went to college." I said with a shrug. "Hap always kept me away from all of this because of what he does for the club and how that makes anyone close to him target for retaliation." Clay's eyebrow raised in surprise. "I'm not stupid, I know you're not just a bunch of motorcycle enthusiasts." I said calmly, and his fists clenched slightly I could tell he was worried that I had this type of knowledge. "Clay, I'm not a liability to you. I owe Happy my life multiple times over… I would never do anything to hurt him or anything he loves and he loves this club and his brothers. I am loyal to Happy which by association means I am loyal to The Sons." I sighed leaning on the wall.

"Good. Now, on to business." He said with a smile that made me nervous.

"Business?" I asked confused.

"You said you're opening up a shop." I placed the cigar back in the corner of his mouth and leaned back in his chair. "We offer protection services to local business owners like yourself, payment is due the first week of every month I'll have Bobby go over the financial side of it with you a different day but I assure it's in your best interest." He said with that same smile that sent chills down my spine. He was letting me know he was he control and this was his town and I had no doubt if I refused some very unfortunate things would start to happen to my business.

"Yeah, I'm sure it is… I'll be at the shop all week just send your guy whenever he has time." I said holding his eyes and fighting my urge to tell him to where he could stick it.

"Good." He smiled smugly.

Clay and I had just finished our very uncomfortable conversation when Happy and Harley walked through the door. Harley looked honest to God terrified and I'm almost ashamed at how satisfying it felt. Bitch had it coming.

"Let's have a look shall well?" Clay said smugly.

Happy took the bag in his hand and dumped it on the table. The contents looked mostly average; make up, cell phone, random receipts and other knick-knacks, and then the smoking gun. There on the table were several rings that very clearly belonged to someone with much larger fingers than her and frankly, not her style.

"Clay, I can explain! It's not what it looks like!" Harley started

"Save it." Clay said. His voice was cold and harsh while picking up a small baggie with what I'm guessing was crank. "Hap, why don't you escort Harley out? I ever see your face around here again I'll let her-" he said pointing me "-finish what she started with the beer bottle out there."

I couldn't help but smile smugly as she was being dragged out by the man who was proving to be the bane of my existence in Charming. "Can I go now?" I asked.

"In a minute, I have to ask what necklace is worth killing some worthless croweater over?" he asked looking almost amused.

"By croweater, you mean sweetbutt right? I'm not clear on the lingo." I smiled and he nodded in return. I hadn't even realized I had still been holding on to the locket until we started talking about it. I set it on the table "It was my mom's; I guess my dad gave it to her. She died when I was six." I said sadly. I may not have a lot of memories of her and God knows she had her demons but junkie or not, I know she loved me and the memories I do have aren't all bad. It took me long time to deal with all my 'mommy' issues but when I finally came to terms that she was just another damaged person in a fucked up world and she never intended or wanted to abandon me the she did it was very liberating. "It could never be replaced if something happened to it and it's the only thing I have from my birth parents." My voice was soft and reminiscent lost in what few memories I had of my mom, Liddy or Lidia Pierce.

Clay just nodded "You ever try to find your dad?"

I was taken aback by the question. How'd he know I didn't know my dad? I couldn't understand why he was so interested in me. "No, I decided a long time ago if wanted to be part of my life he would have."

"And if he couldn't?" Clay asked.

"I'm sorry Clay but what are you getting at? None of this is any of your concern." I said firmly. I was getting annoyed now. Why the fuck does he care? I grabbed my necklace back off the table and started to walk for the doors so I could get dressed and go home. Hell, I'd walk (again) if I had to.

"You're a dead ringer for Lidia." Clay said flatly.

My heart stopped. "What did you say?" My voice was a mixture of rage and confusion. I was sure I never mentioned my mother's name, how did he know my mom's name?

"You look almost exactly like your mom, Allison. But your eyes and your temper… well, that's all Lil Killa." Clay replied coolly taking another puff from his cigar. His calm demeanor was almost more infuriating than what he was actually telling me.

"What the fuck are you talking about Clay? How did you know my mom's name?" I was angry, scared, confused, I didn't know what to do.

"That locket was given to your Ma by Otto Moran or as his brothers called him "Lil Killa" she was in pretty deep with him but kept her distance from the club. Your Ma split when she found out she was pregnant, I guess she must of changed her name to "Pierce" it was "Pultz" probably one of several reasons why we couldn't find her, she was always a smart a one. Hate to break it to you princess but you found your way home." His demeanor hadn't changed he was telling me all of this earth shattering information as if we were discussing the weather.

"You're lying." I growled.

"Why would I do that?" He smirked.

I was about to answer him when Happy reentered the chapel. His eyes traveled between myself and Clay trying to figure out why it looked like I was about to attack his president.

"Happy take me home." I said coldly.

"I'll be seeing you soon 'Lil Killa'. "Clay shouted at my retreating back. I didn't react, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction, I just kept walking back towards Hap's room.

Once we got back to Happy's room he slammed the door closed and turned to me "What the fuck was that all about Alley?" Happy demanded.

"Just another reason why I plan to stay away from your fucking club Hap!" I yelled quickly stuffing my disheveled items across the bed back into my bag while grabbing a few items to dress myself with. "Are you going to take me home or do I have to walk again? I'm really not in the mood for 20 questions Happy." I was angry, I wasn't angry with him but I couldn't help but lash out at him.

"You're not going anywhere until I know what the fuck is going on Allison! And drop the fucking attitude, you know I'm not going to entertain you acting like a fucking little bitch!" He barked back.

I snapped, I didn't even have time to mentally talk myself out of it before my fist went swinging towards his face. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it; Happy is by no surprise faster and stronger than I am and moved out of the way easily. Next thing I knew I was pressed face first into the wall with both hands pinned behind my back.

"You need to calm down little girl, before you make me do something I'd regret." Happy hissed into my ear while pressing me harder into the wall. Despite me fighting it, his hot breath against my ear and back of my neck mixed with feeling him pressed against me sent the most pleasant type of shivers down my spine.

I shook off my arousal and started to squirm against his grip. I knew I couldn't over power him, I knew fighting was pointless but I didn't stop me from trying. I threw my head back towards his face I hopes of getting him to back off me at least enough for me to try and run. It worked, kind of… he let go in order to dodge the back of my skull smashing into his face BUT he was too fast and I was quickly thrown onto the bed and pinned down with more force than really necessary. "What the fuck has gotten into you Al?!" he roared.

"I—I can't be here. Just let me go Hap. I gotta get my head on straight." My eyes were brimming with hot angry tears.

"What the fuck are you talking about Al?" he was confused. Who could blame him? His dark eyes softened ever so slightly at seeing the tears and pain on my face. "Cut the water works and talk to me Alley Cat." Hap said gruffly. I knew that was his version of being supportive and just a small reminder of how dysfunctional our 'relationship' was.

"What do you know about Otto Moran." I asked quietly.

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