So Happy is talking a lot more now instead of being his presumebly silent self. But he is also talking more this season.
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2012
Age 20
"I want you at the clubhouse tonight." Hap tried a slightly more authoritative tone. Gabby just stared at him, one eyebrow raised, arms crossed. "Please?" He added sheepishly.
"No." Gabby hadn't been back to the clubhouse since she dropped the injured Happy off 4 months ago. She'd even skipped the holidays which had pissed Gemma off something fierce. Happy had been barraged into coming back to Charming for New Years to coax her to at least that club celebration. That had worked about as well as this conversation was going.
"Please sweat heart. Fresno's coming up, the guys are gonna be asking about you." Okay, so he wanted her to come to tonight's party for multiple reasons. One being spending time with her after nearly a month in Tacoma, the other may have possibly been because Fresno had just patched in Bull and Happy was hoping to finally tie Gabby down to the club for good.
"Tell them to stop by the store and say hi, I'm not going to a Friday night party."
"I'm only in town for the weekend Gabs; I'm heading out to Vegas Monday morning."
"And if I come to the party you're gonna spend the whole night catching up with me and not drinking or fighting your brothers or watching crow eaters strip?"
"Just come for a few hours, hang with me, see the Fresno boys. You don't' have to stay all night. I promise to take you home before the orgy." Gabby referred to the last half of every club get together as the orgy. It wasn't just the loose women and horny men that bothered her, it was the fact that they had no decency about it, who wanted to watch a 20 something girl give head to a 50 something biker?
"No." Both looked up as the bell over the front door of the store jingled and a customer stopped dead at the sight of Happy and walked back out. "Great, thank you so much for that. Look, I work till 9, I have to close up. By the time I get there everyone is going to be half wasted and not remember seeing me. Come over Sunday, I'm free al day we can talk, hang, I'll cook dinner." She skimmed over Saturday as subtly as she could, she didn't need her father knowing she had a date with a civilian, especially an investment banker.
"And the Fresno boys?"
"Like I said, I'm here till 9."
It was 9:07 when she once again heard a motorcycle outside the shop. She groaned as she counted down the till and locked everything in the safe. She momentarily thought about sneaking out the back but the store was smack dab in the middle of a strip mall and she'd have to walk all the way around the entire complex to cross the street to her apartment.
She grabbed her stuff and set the alarm, quickly leaving and locking the door. When she turned around however she was shocked to see Bull instead of her father.
"Hey petty lady." He smiled and got off his bike, walking over to plant a kiss on her cheek. "Long time no see."
"Hey Bull. Oh! Congrats on getting patched, did you all get in together?"
"Tom Tom did, Duncan dropped out, Casper's still got 5 months till his mandatory year is up." She was well aware of his hand snaking its way to the small of her back as he led her to his bike. "Your father gave me strict orders to not come back without you." He informed her as they reached his bike.
"My father knows perfectly well I'm not going to that party."
"Then I guess I'm going home with you. I can't go back to the party without you."
"Oh you are so not coming home with me." She tried to joke even though she was completely serious.
"Then you better come to the party." He whispered into her ear, grazing her lobe.
Happy watched pleased as could be as Gabby came onto the lot with Bull. As far as Happy was concerned Bull was the perfect man for his daughter.
He greeted her with a kiss and wrapped an arm tight around her as he made his way to greet his fellow Nomads as well as the Fresno boys. Gabby had to admit she was enjoying herself. As long as her father was with her no one made any sweet butt remarks to her or dared to touch her.
Bull was the only one that Happy was seemingly allowing to flirt with Gabby and even his remarks were in good taste. Bull and Casper had both tagged along throughout the party with Happy and Gabby and as welcoming as Happy was to Bull he was equally as unwelcoming to Casper. The prospect wouldn't even dare flirt with Gabby and every time Gabby tried to include him in their conversation Happy would glare at him till he went silent and then refocus the conversation on Bull. Gabby really needed to teach her father subtlety she thought to herself as Casper finally gave up and wondered inside the clubhouse.
When Happy was challenged to a boxing match he left Gabby with Bull inside with specific instructions to 'not let go of her.' Happy knew Gabby despised watching fist fights and he didn't want her wondering around without an escort; or leaving.
Gabby quickly found herself being pulled closer and closer to Bull on the couch. He was telling her all about being taken under Vin's wing and being trained to hopefully be a future SAA. Gabby smiled but was completely put off. She liked Bull, he was extremely attractive and certainly knew how to be smooth with women, but the last thing she wanted was to belong to some cold hearted club assassin.
Lenard and Vin pulled Gabby away to introduce her to someone and when she walked back towards the couch she froze. Tig was leaning over Bull talking to him over the noise as they both eyed Gabby. Suddenly Tig snapped his fingers and a blond eager to please sweet butt dropped herself on Bull's lap.
Gabby tired not to feel the pang of rejection and started to make her way to Happy's dorm to wait for him and help him clean up after the fight when an arm was suddenly snaked around her waist.
"Hey doll." Tig whispered in her ear and she froze. "Took care of the half pint, now it's just you and me. So glad you came around baby, I was starting to think I might never get to feel that tight ass of yours." It took less than a second after he finished for her to throw his arm off of her and quickly rush through the clubhouse. Tig laughed hysterically as she left and grabbed another sweet butt for himself and headed back to the dorm.
Casper got up from his stool by the pool table. He had watched the entire thing play out since Gabby and Bull had first sat down on the couch. He shoved his beer at a passing sweet butt and quickly made his way out to his bike pulling out and heading towards Main Street.
He caught up to Gabby quickly and pulled into a drive just ahead of her to block her path. She stumbled back when she saw the bike until he took off his helmet. She took a few steps forward as she let out large sigh of relief.
"Gabby, you okay?" He put the kick stand down and got off his bike.
"Yeah, yeah I just, I just need to get home."
"What did Tig say to you?" He asked, seeing her glossy eyes in the moonlight.
"Same shit he's been saying since I turned 14." She wrapped her arms around herself and looked behind her like she was expecting the boogie man to show up. I'm just gonna…" she trailed off and pointed behind him.
"Oh, yeah, umm, come on, I'll give you a ride. It's like 2 am you shouldn't be walking alone out here." Casper had to shake his head to stop staring at her. He would easily admit he was awestruck by this girl and the panicked look on her face when she left the clubhouse had made his heart and stomach both clench up.
"Thanks, but…"
"Gabby, your dad finds out you walked home he's gonna throw a fit."
A small smile finally escaped her lips and she took the helmet he handed her, climbing on the bike after him.
The ride to her apartment was only another 6 or 7 minutes from where she had walked to and he pulled up in the alley right next to the outdoor staircase.
She climbed off immediately and handed back the helmet while fishing her keys out of her pocket. "Thanks Casper."
"My pleasure." She started to walk away and stopped, turning around.
"Did you by chance hear what Tig said to Bull when I walked away?" She asked.
"Yeah, he uh, well he said…" Casper huffed and decided to just blurt out the rest. "He said Bull wasn't going to get into your pants in one night and he would trade him for a sure thing. Bull agreed and umm, thanked him." He probably could have kept the last bit to himself, but it really bugged him that Bull had thanked Tig 'for looking out.' It had emphasized what Bull was really after.
"Oh, umm okay." She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and hurried up the stairs. She heard the motorcycle rev up only once her door was shut and locked.
Happy made his way inside the club house high on his win in the ring. He wanted to sneak off to his dorm and clean up before Gabby saw him but upon making his way to the back hall he glanced over at the couch and spotted Bull getting head from a blonde and his daughter nowhere in sight.
He threw his bloody shirt at a sweet butt and stomped over to the couch pulling the woman off her knees and throwing her to the side. "Where the fuck is Gabby?" He seethed at the young patch that was still fastening his pants.
"I umm, I, she, she left." He stumbled.
"She left?"
"The party, she left the party."
"How the fuck did she get home?" He wrapped his bloody fist in the man's shit and picked him up off the couch.
"How the fuck should I know?"
"You brought her here ass wipe."
"Look, bro…Happy" he quickly corrected himself as Happy did not seem pleased to be called this man's brother at the moment. "Tig wanted to trade, she walked out on him, not me."
Happy dropped Bull back onto the couch and looked around failing to spot Tig. He finally stormed towards the dorms pounding furiously on Tig's door.
"WHAT!?" He answered in nothing but open jeans.
"What the fuck did you do this time?" Tig grinned and licked her lips.
"Girl's got no place in this clubhouse Hap. I just made sure she wouldn't come back." Happy's eyes narrowed and Tig subconsciously took a step back into the room.
"This has to stop."
"Go ahead Hap, take a swing. Tell me stay the fuck away from your daughter." He pointed at the man's chest before slamming his door shut and locking it.
Happy punched the door as hard as he could and then stormed into his own room ripping his cell phone out of his pocket.
"Gabby?" He spoke as soon as the ringing stopped.
"I'm home. The doors locked. Enjoy your party." The phone clicked off before he got another word out.
Happy pulled himself out of bed around noon and cleaned up. He had drunk himself into near unconsciousness last night so as not to remember the horrific sound of Gabby's voice over the phone.
He stopped by the shop first only to find out Gabby had the whole weekend off, not just Sunday. He left his bike there and jogged across the street and up the stairs, knocking politely instead of letting himself in per usual.
"Hi." She opened the door barely a crack to greet him.
"Hi." He sighed; he was really hoping to apologize for last night without playing her games.
"If you're here to apologize just leave. I don't want to hear it." She pulled back and started to close the door but he stuck his boot into the opening. She did her best to stop him from opening the door further.
"Tig's an asshole. Whatever he said or did, it's because he's an asshole."
"And what you did. With Bull, with Casper."
"Yes, okay, I tried to set you up with Bull. I want you with someone who's going to take a bullet for you and kill the shooter with his last dying breath. Not some guy sitting on the sidelines asking if you're okay."
"Bull, your future SAA abandoned me for a sweet butt the second he realized I wasn't gonna put out. And your sidelined too soft prospect gave me a ride home and didn't even try to come upstairs."
"Gabby…"
"No dad. Just stop playing matchmaker. You're not good at it. If I'm meant to be with a Son it will happen. You can't force it. And you can't force which one." She opened the door as she spoke and he pushed his way inside.
"You're right, okay. Bull's an arrogant prick. Getting that patch blew up his ego. Just promise me you won't write off the rest of them." Gabby scoffed at the fact that he totally missed that the only Son she was remotely interested in was Casper at this point. It was like the poor prospect wasn't even in his line of sight.
"Can't I be with you without being with the club? We have a good thing. I need you, I want you. I don't want the club."
"The club is your family Gabby."
"You are my family. And I can start another family, with any guy, not just a Son."
"I am the club." Happy defended himself.
"No, you are Happy. Happy Lowman, you are a member of that club and you are my father. You can be both of those things. Separately."
"So that's it. No more club, your entire family, your entire childhood, just write all that off." Happy waved an arm through the air.
"I just want to figure out who the hell I am. Maybe I'm club, maybe I'm not, but it's my life and my decision." Happy sighed and looked his daughter over. She was upset and on the verge of tears.
"Okay. I won't push. No more parties, if and only if, you do the holidays."
"National holidays or club holidays?"
"Family holidays."
"Fine. Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas."
"Halloween and New Year's."
Gabby walked over to her dresser and huffed picking up and putting in a pair of earrings. "Fine. No St. Patrick's day!" She warned. Happy chuckled and nodded, realizing for the first time Gabby was in heels and a dress.
"Are you going out?"
Gabby chewed her lip for a moment. "I have a date."
"WITH WHO?"
"What did we just go over?!"
Happy wiped a hand over his face and took a deep breath. "You look nice. Who is this lucky fellow that will be accompanying you around town this fine evening?" He asked in the most sarcastic tone his gravelly voice would allow.
Gabby crossed her arms. "His name in George. He's taking me to dinner. And you can sit on the couch cleaning your gun as long as you want, he's not picking me up, I'm meeting him there."
"He's too good to pick you up?" He ignored the dig seeing as he had in fact done that before on 2 separate first dates of hers.
"It's a first date. If he ends up being a psycho I want to have my own car so I can crawl out the bathroom window and escape."
"That's not funny." Happy took a step towards her.
"Chill I have the .38 I'm not an idiot." Gabby held up her evening bag containing the small gun her still overprotective father had finally gotten her and trained her on when he went Nomad after prison.
"Fine." He walked up to her and kissed her on the head. "We still on for tomorrow?"
"If you're free."
"I am." She kissed his cheek and picked up her keys to leave. "Gabby."
"Yeah dad?" She turned around at the door.
"You really do look nice."
Gabby slowly smiled. "Thanks dad." She opened the door and stepped through, turning around to pull it closed. "I'll know if you follow me!" She yelled before closing it and headed down the stairs.
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