A/N: Hope you all like this chapter, please ingore any mistakes my spell check is fucked, ideas, comments and feedback always welcomed. Enjoy.

Olivia set down the bag by the door of the room and swallowed hard seeing annoyance in his eyes. "It's my stuff, you don't have to carry it all."

Happy's just stared at her. "You have to start listening little girl." He said before walking by her and out of the room.

Olivia sighed, this man was odd he was rough around the edges but seemed to care if she was hurting but he wasn't kind about it; she walked back out of the room following him back outside.

"Sorry, Clay can't find some paper work." Gemma spoke walking up her as she walked out of the house and back toward the Jeep.

"It's ok," She watched Happy grab two of the box's from the trunk leaving two left, she didn't even think about grabbing them, fearing his potentil anger.

"Hap's not bad he's a little rough around the edges but he won't hurt you." The older woman spoke as if reading the girl's mind.

"He seems pissed with whatever I do." She looked to the man as he walked back out of the house grabbing the last two box's.

Gemma laughed. "He's no teddy bear he's a man that doesn't take shit from no one and he expects that when he tell's you to do something that you will do it. He's like most men in the club but he's a good man." She spoke softly as Happy walked in to the house.

Olivia hummed in responce, as a bike pulled up infront of the house, Clay was driving.

"Hey baby." Gemma greeted her husband.

"Babe, I need you to find those fucking invoices, can't find shit in the office." Clay told her not getting off of the bike.

"Men can't do shit." She muttered to Olivia and the girl smiled. "I gotta go back to the shop, I will see you later baby girl, don't worry too much about Happy he's not that bad."

Clay handed Gemma a helmet before hopping on to the bike, they were gone in a few seconds after his old lady got on to the bike and Happy walked out of the house as they rode off.

"Where the fuck she going?" Happy asked watching the bike drive down the road.

"Clay needed Gemma at the shop something about not being able to find invoices or something like that." She replied walking over and closing the back hatch of her jeep.

Happy pulled out a pack of smokes and lit one, he thought for a moment before holding out the pack to the younger woman, she grabbed one and he slipped the pack back in to his pocket.

"Thanks." She smiled, she hadn't smoked for a few days before today.

Happy lit his and her's with his zippo. "Come on kid we gotta have a chat." He said heading back in to the house and she took that as a que to follow him.

Happy walked in to the living room and sat in an arm chair agecent to the couch, he tapped off his smoke in to the ash tray on the coffee table waiting for the girl to take a seat; Olivia stepped around the coffee table and sat down on the couch beside the arm closest to where Happy sat, she took a drag of her ciggerett and waited for the older man to speak.

"I gotta a few rules," Olivia nodded. "One don't fucking let anyone not a son, Gemma or Tara in my house without my say so...got it?" His almost black eyes bore in to hers.

It was a simple rule, Olivia thought, she wouldn't want any random strangers in her house either. "Got it."

"Two if I fucking as you to do something or not to do something listen, if I say leave the bag, leave the fucking bag." He took a long drag of his ciggerett before butting it out in the ash tray his eyes still boring in to hers.

Olivia swallowed and hesitated, she didn't know if she wanted to that, her step father same way it was his way or the highway and if you didn't listen you got hit; Olivia shivered at the thought.

Happy was always good at reading body launguage, he saw the look on her face and he new what she was thinking about, he was a lot of things a biker, a killer, a general bastered, but woman beater was never one of them; to Hap hitting woman that couldn't fight back just made you a fucking coward.

"Not going to hit you, not like your sick fuck of a step dad." He rasped out.

Olivia bit her lip and looked at Hap. "Promise?" She said her voice just above a whisper.

"Yea, I promise." Happy didn't make a lot of promises because he usually couldn't keep them but this one was not one he planned on breaking.

Loud barks broke the pair out of there thoughts.

"Bear! Shut the fuck up!" Happy yelled and a second later the barking stopped.

Olivia jumped slightly when Hap yelled. "Bear?"

Happy stood up and walked to the padio style doors and openned them giving a short whistle before a big black dog came running in to the house. "This is Bear."

The dog ran over to Olivia and grolwed at her baring it's teeth; Olivia tenced as the dog looked like it was going to eat her.

The Killer quickly came around to where the dog was grabbing his collar. "Sit." The dog took the order and sat down .

"Give me your hand." He didn't wait for her to comply he grabbed one hand and held hit up to the dogs snout; Bear sniffed the girl's hand before his tail began to wag and he started licking the hand.

She giggled a little. "That tickles." she smiled as the dog licked her hand.

Happy let go of her wrist and sat back down in his chair. "He'll be fine now he just don't like strangers."

Olivia petted the dogs head and ears with the hand that was not being licked. "He's sweet; your a sweet boy arn't you." She said half to Happy and half to the dog.

Happy chuckled; first time someone ever called that dog sweet; but bear do seem quite happy as she petted him.