I got on a roll writing Chapter 3... so two in a few hours! Yay! Hopefully this one appeases everyone who has wanted longer chapters. I'm gonna try my hardest to make them all approximately 1500 words. Read, Review, and enjoy :)

CHAPTER 4

His head snapped up from the radiator he was looking at the second he heard it. That fucking exhaust that she had begged him to put on her car, that sound that he would recognize anywhere, was growing increasingly louder and that's when it came into view. That stupid little tC pulled into the gates of Teller-Morrow causing almost every single Son to drop what they were doing and turn their attention to the car. She hadn't been here since that fateful night and they all knew it. But goddamn, there she was in all her glory as she stepped out the car. She was still the sexiest little thing he'd ever laid eyes on and he knew a few of his brothers felt the same way. She had on those fuck me heels of hers that he loved so much, and those damn pants that made her short stature insanely longer almost instantly. And god, her fucking tits. They were so misproportionate to her small frame but she knew how to work em, and despite her bitching he knew she loved them almost as much as he did. She had them perfectly displayed in that blue blouse she knew he loved and he felt his jeans grow increasingly tighter with each step she took toward him. His glasses kept his eyes carefully concealed, but a million thoughts ran through his mind as she continued on her mission across the lot to him.

God damn his bitch had balls, he shoulda known this was what she would pull. Stopping a few feet away from him, she pushed her sunglasses on top of her head effectively pulling her chocolate hair out of her face and revealing those gorgeous green eyes to him.

"What's with this shit?" she boldly question, and catching him completely off guard as she intended.

"What the fuck? You think you can talk to me like that," he fired back. He quickly closed the gap between them and grabbed her upper arm effectively trapping her and preventing her from going anywhere. Yet the look in her eyes didn't reflect any of the fear that he expected it to.

"Yeah. Whatcha gonna do Hap, slap me? I'm right here," she fired back, turning her cheek and giving him a free shot. And that right there floored him. Never before would his girl stand up to him like this, and damn it but he was turned on. He had hardened her when he left, which had been his intentions, he just never thought it would be turned around on him.

"You bitch," he practically spat. He pulled his hand back slightly, only to feel a tight grip encase his wrist.

"Let her go Hap," the young intelligence officer said while locking eyes with the killer. His tone, and glare, showed that there was no room for argument, and while Hap knew he could easily take the man, he knew he was right. They had drawn quite the crowd, and now was not the time nor place for any physical altercations to occur - especially considering how loved the girl was around TM. He dropped his hand from Riley's arm and turned back to face her.

"You don't walk your ass up here like you own the goddamn place," he leveled, staring her straight in the eyes, "you got that?"

"Last time I checked, I didn't have to follow your orders anymore. You left me, or did you forget that? You're gonna hear me out, whether you want to or not cause I'm tired of playing the hopeless little girl. And if you don't go somewhere that we can talk privately, I'll make sure that every person in this fucking lot knows exactly how I feel," she shot right back. She was tough, just as he had tried to make her and as bad as he wanted to treat her like he would any other bitch who talked to him that way, he couldn't. He was pretty goddamn proud of his girl, because as much as he might have broken her, she knew exactly why he did it and responded in the exact way he wanted her to. And with that realization, he stormed off in the direction of the clubhouse leaving her to follow if she decided to.

"God Riley! What were you thinking coming in here like that? And going after him like that?" Juice practically screamed, adrenaline coursing through his veins because for a moment there he really thought he was gonna have to fight Happy.

"Sorry Juice," she replied almost sheepishly. "I just, I had to get a rise out of him. I had to see if he even still cared. See if you can update my navigation? I'll see ya before I leave," she finished, giving a little wave as she began to follow the path that Happy had taken only moments before. She still looked every bit the confident, self assured woman she had when she stepped out of the car, but inside she was rattled. The look in his eyes when she had stood up to him like that had terrified her, but she didn't let him see it. Now though, as she made her way to his dorm room she let the fear run through her veins and boost the adrenaline she knew she would need once that door closed behind her. Her heels clicked down the hallway, counting the steps it took to reach his room and once she did, she knew there was no turning back. She took a deep breath, slipped her game face back on and flung the door open.

Her back was instantly against the wall, his weight holding her in place and her arms locked above her head in his one hand. The look is his eyes was one of pure, raw, and unbridled passion, and it caused her to laugh disgusted. Shock registered next.

"What the fuck do you think you're laughin at Riley?" he gritted out, struggling to keep everything he wanted to do to her, every emotion he felt about her, in check.

"You fucking want me. You want to fuck me right here, right now, against this wall. Fuck you Happy!" she screamed in his face, "Fuck you for thinking that that's why I came here. You put me through fucking hell and you just expect me to drop my pants and welcome you back with open legs! Are you outta your mind! I'm sure you've had plenty of croweaters keeping you satisfied, while I haven't even had the desire to look at another man!" With that, she shoved him off of her, surprised that he stumbled a bit. She truly had caught him off guard with her outburst, something that in the course of their entire relationship she had never managed to do.

He saw the change in her. Saw the moment that it all snapped into place and she realized what she had to do, and god, it turned him on because this was what he wanted. If they were ever gonna be able to make things right this is what she was gonna need to do. She was done letting him walk all over her and dictate her life, done being the obedient Old Lady. She had proved so much to him over the years, and now she was ready to make him prove just as much.

"What the fuck did you think you were doing then Hap? Huh? You fucking broke me," she screamed, not letting up on her tirade, "I had been through hell, I lost our fucking child, and then I lose you too! How in the world did you think that pushing me away was gonna help me! All I needed was you you fucking dumbass!"

In that moment he had never wanted to hit her more, one flick of his wrist and he could wipe all that hate right off her face with a simple backhand but he couldn't. It had come to this and he had to let it play out, had to let his girl voice every emotion that she had kept bottled up for the past six months. Gemma was worried, Tara was worried, she hadn't talked to anyone about what happened that night, but now she was and more importantly, she was talking to him. She was gonna force him to feel every emotion that she had felt from that night forward and he had to let her do it.

It was then that she hit the floor. All the fight had left her and she sobbed, harder than he had ever seen someone sob, and all he could do was hold her while her tiny fists hit him everywhere they could over and over again. "I was so scared Hap. When they had me, I just... I just wanted you. I was so fucking scared and then at the hospital, when you told me you were leaving I just... I couldn't fucking stand it. I wanted to die. I wanted them to bury me right there with Ayden because if I couldn't have him, and I couldn't have you, then what the fuck was there left for me to live for?" she finished, almost in a whisper. Her bloodshot eyes bore into his and that's when he realized he might have helped make his girl into the person he always wanted her to be, but he had absolutely shredded her while doing it. It was in that exact moment that he felt his own heart break - not nearly to the magnitude that hers had, but a break none the less. Just enough of a break to remind him that he was human, that he was at one time almost excited about being a father, and that he did love Riley in his own twisted way that no one but her would ever understand.