4

Happy jumped out of the chair and grabbed his gun as he headed out the door. He was halfway to the front door when he saw a flash of color to his left, he turned and saw Ava walking into the kitchen slowly.

Deep breath Hap, she just got up to get some food, no one took her. She's safe.

Happy walked into the kitchen and found her trying to get a bowl down from a cabinet above her head.

"Need a hand?"

Ava spun around and was glad to see Happy standing there, "Yeah thanks."

She moved aside and he reached the bowl and set it on the counter where she could get at it easily.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I feel great, I'll go home later."

Happy could tell she was lying, he could read her face almost as well as he could read his own.

He leaned his head down and put his lips nearly against her ear and spoke, "You can lie to Gemma or Tara. But do not ever lie to me."

She looked up at him as he stood back up and an understanding passed between them, she wouldn't lie to him and he would always know if she was lying.

"How do you feel?" he asked again.

"My ribs hurt like a son of a bitch, my face feels like someone hit it with a bat and my wrist is killing me." She said with a smile.

He nodded his head, "Broken ribs hurt like a son of a bitch."

"You've had a few in your day?"

He smiled and nodded his head, "What were you going to make?"

"Whatever is in the fridge, I'm starving." She said with a smile.

"Sit, I'll make you something." Happy said as he pointed to a stool at he bar.

"You can cook?" She asked, clearly surprised.

"I'm a man of many talents." He said with a wicked smile.

She blushed and took a seat on the stool he motioned too. She watched as he pawed through the fridge and managed to find some eggs, milk and cheese that were all still usable. He made her a large plate of scrambled eggs and then put it in front of her with a fork.

"Eat." he said.

She started eating slowly since her face was really making it difficult to eat with her normal gusto.

"Good morning baby girl." Gemma said as she kissed Ava's cheek and took a seat next to her at the bar.

"You cooked?" Gemma said slightly upset that the girl may have re-injured herself.

"Nope." Ava said.

"Who?" Gemma asked as she looked around the empty clubhouse. Just then Happy walked out of the kitchen carrying two glasses of orange juice and set one in front of Ava and sipped on the other one, answering Gemma question without words, which was one of his best traits.

Gemma couldn't hide her surprise at hearing that Happy had made breakfast for Ava, she didn't even think Happy knew where the kitchen was. Guess he was full of surprises.

"Princess, you're up!" Chibs said as he came in and dropped a kiss on the top of her head and smiled at her.

Ava had never met this man, but clearly he had been here last night when they had brought her in.

She extended her left hand and smiled, "I'm Ava."

"Chibs." the Scotsman said.

"Nice to meet you...well I guess you met me last night. Sorry about my appearance, normally I'm must prettier." She said with a smile.

"You're still a knock out princess." Chibs said as he nodded to Happy and smiled at Gemma.

"You're sweet." Ava said.

She heard voices and turned to see more men coming out of the dorms and they all seemed glad to see her.

"Hi Ava." Juice said excitedly as he pulled out a chair to sit down. Just as his ass was about to hit the seat, Tig pulled it out from under him and he hit the ground hard.

"Fuck!" Juice said when his ass hit the ground.

Ava looked down at Juice, "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

He looked up at her and smiled, then glared at Tig, "I'm fine."

Tig stuck out his hand, "Tig."

"Ava." she said as she shook his hand awkwardly, since she was using her left hand and reaching across Gemma.

"You sleep okay?" Tig asked.

"Yeah."

"Happy took care of your little problem, they won't bother you anymore."

"I know." She said, which surprised the hell out of Tig.

"You already told her?" Tig asked, saddened that he didn't get to tell her the problem had been taken care of. Tig didn't like most people, but there was something about Ava that he liked and it wasn't because she was beautiful, she reminded him of his daughters that he barely ever got to see.

Happy shrugged but kept his eyes on Ava, while everyone introduced themselves to Ava.

Tara and Jax shuffled into the room and Tara went to Ava, "You're up, how are you feeling?"

"I've been better." She said.

"How bad is the pain? Tell me the truth." Tara asked as she looked Ava's face over.

"Bad." Ava said as her eye caught Happy's eye over Tara's head.

"I'll give you something for the pain, you allergic to anything?"

"No."

Tara disappeared for a few minutes and came back and handed Ava a pill. Ava looked at it and then popped it in her mouth and washed it down with the last of her orange juice. She talked to Bobby, Gemma, Tara, Jax, Juice and Tig while Happy kept his eye on her. He noticed that her speech was getting slightly slurred and her eyelids were drooping slightly, no one else noticed.

Happy moved quickly and was behind her when her body went limp and she started to fall backwards. Happy caught her and scooped her up before she fell.

Gemma and Tara jumped when they realized she was falling and then when they realized that Happy had been behind them without them knowing.

"What did you give her?" Happy asked worriedly.

"Oxy."

"Christ, she only weighs ninety-eight pounds Doc." Happy said. He passed out after taking OxyContin, no wonder Ava had done a swan-dive after taking one. She would probably be out for hours.

"I thought she weighed more then that." Tara explained quickly.

Happy carried Ava from the room without saying anything else to anyone.

"Christ I didn't know he was behind me." Gemma said as she put her hand to her heart.

"It's why he's good at what he does." Jax said as he smiled at his mother.

"He comes up behind you and before you know it..." Jax put his hands around his own neck and pretended to choke himself.

Gemma shoved Jax playfully, "Asshole."

"You're favorite asshole." Jax added.

"Did you know Happy could cook?" Gemma asked Jax.

Jax looked at his mother like she was an alien, "He can cook? Since when?"

"Well he made Ava breakfast."

Tig's eyes were wide, "He cooked for a chick? We need to leave now." He said as he stood up.

"Why?" Tara asked worriedly.

"Because when Happy starts cooking for a chick, it's a sign that the world is about to end." Tig said with a straight face.

Bobby and Chibs broke out in deep booming laughter while Jax and Juice chuckled. Gemma and Tara looked at each other.

"I think he likes her." Tara said finally.

Juice glared at the back of Tara's head, he liked Ava, he wanted Ava. Fuck Happy.

"Sure Happy likes her, she's pussy." Tig said as he sat back down.

"No, I mean I think he really likes her. He made her breakfast, he took care of the problem last night, he hasn't taken his eyes off of her since she stepped foot in the clubhouse." Tara said.

Gemma nodded her head, "I agree, I think Happy's found himself a girl."

"You said she was sixteen?" Jax said as he lit up a smoke.

"She is." Gemma said.

"He wouldn't mess with her when she's underage, it would bring heat on the club, heat we don't fucking need." Jax said.

"Well she's only sixteen for a few months." Gemma said with a gleam in her eyes.

"Clay would shit." Tig said.

"If he doesn't do anything, Clay won't shit." Gemma corrected.

Tig and Bobby looked at each other and shrugged.

Juice pouted and poured himself a shot and slammed it back.