Happy New Year. I thought some of you might like a little reading to bring in the new year. I am writing in between football games. I have more almost ready to go. Maybe I will post another chapter today. Hope you like this, let me know. Oh, and the place Happy and Maggie go really exists.

Oh, yeah I don't own SOA.

Chapter 10

Happy and Maggie had been riding for about an hour. As they came out of the pass and down into the valley they went passed a little restaurant. Maggie tapped Happy on the shoulder and motioned toward the restaurant. Happy turned around and pulled into the parking lot.

"Come on, I need to pee, and you got to see this, it is great." Maggie got off the bike and then Happy. They walked into the Academy Award Room Restaurant and Maggie slipped into the ladies room. Happy grabbed a table in the corner. He ordered coffee for both of them. Maggie emerged from the bathroom and joined Happy at the table.

"So what do you think?" she asked.

"Is all this stuff authentic?" Happy asked.

"Yeah, the Kelloff family has owned this place since the 50's. They own the hotel over there too and the Drive in. You can lay in your room and watch the movie. They have collected all this stuff over the years." Maggie said.

"That is cool." Happy said. "Look at that picture of James Dean."

"I know. Sometimes I come here and just look at everything. You can spend hours just sitting and looking at all the movie history. One time I even checked into a room so I could watch a movie from a room instead of in the drive in." Maggie said, a little smile on her face.

"Alone?" Happy asked.

"Unfortunately, no. Would have been a better night had I been." Maggie confessed.

"Bad lay was he?" Hap inquired.

"Giggly girlfriends. Wouldn't shut up so I could enjoy the movie." Maggie said. "It was right before I went off to school. Supposed to be my send off party. They all ended up going down to the party in the drive in. I ended up staying in the room, watching the movie, and reading my book."

"Seems you like working alone a lot. Up doctoring the cattle alone." Happy said as he took a drink of his coffee.

"It's not that I am unsocial. It's just I can be comfortable alone. Don't need to fill every moment with words. Although I seem to talk a lot when you are around," Maggie observed.

"Well I am not known for my words." Happy said.

"A man of action are you?" Maggie asked.

"You could say that," Happy said.

"You know rumor on the ranch is you all are going to find who killed Angie's brothers and father." Maggie said.

"That so," Happy said.

"You know there has been a lot of speculation about what happened," she said.

"Anything worth following up on?" Happy asked.

"Well, according to a couple of the hands, there was this guy who showed up after Angie headed to California, don't know what he wanted, but the encounter was short, and ended with the guy on the other end of a shotgun." Maggie said.

"Who was holding the shotgun?" he asked.

"Taggert," she said.

"Know his name?" Hap inquired.

"Farney, Farbey, something like that," Maggie said.

"Fahey?" Happy said.

"Yeah that's it." Maggie said. "That any help?"

"Might be. Thanks." Happy said.

"So you want to head back? I got some mamas that might need some attention," Maggie said.

"Yeah I had better get back too." Happy said. He threw some money on the table and they headed back out to the bike.

As they walked up to the bike Happy put his hand on Maggie's shoulder. She turned around and looked into his eyes. He swept the stray hair behind her ear. "Thanks for sharing this place with me. I can tell this place is real special to you."

"You're welcome." Maggie said. She just stood there looking into his eyes. Slowly he bent down brushing his lips against hers. She could feel him hesitant, trying to gauge her response. She reached her hand up and touched his face. He deepened the kiss, pulling her to his body. Maggie's hands were around his neck and she stroked Happy's head. Slowly Happy broke the kiss and leaned his forehead to hers.

"We better go." He said. He got on the bike and helped her on behind him. She took the helmet from him and put it on. Wrapping her arms around him he rested his hands on hers. "What are you doing Saturday night?" Happy asked.

"Nothing that I know of, why?" Maggie said.

"Want to go to a hoedown?" Happy said.

Jax woke up and looked at the clock. 2:49 am. He didn't need to roll over to verify his suspicions, Angie wasn't in bed. He did however sit up and look around the room. There wasn't a light on, but as he looked over at the big bay window he saw the glow of the end of the cigarette. Angie was sitting in the big chaise lounge chair staring out the window. Jax got out of bed and walked over to the chair, grabbing the blanket from the end of the bed. The chaise was big enough for two people so when he got to the chair he slid in next to Angie and covered the two of them with the blanket.

"Sorry if I woke you, I thought I was being quiet," Angie said as Jax slid his arms around her and pulled her in next to him. She handed him the cigarette and he took the last drag and then put it out in the ashtray on the table next to him.

"I missed you pushing on me in bed," Jax said, a smile across his face. Angie was the stillest sleeper. She never moved in bed unless she was having a nightmare.

"Funny Jackson," Angie said, mock hitting him in the chest. Jax feigned an injury and then pulled her in tighter to him.

"Gonna tell me what is going on. You haven't said much since I got back from the cabin. You mad I stayed up there so late, Angel?" Jax asked.

"No, not at all. It's not like there are a ton of crow eaters up there, not that I worry about that." Angie said.

"Then what is it?" Jax said. "Unless you aren't ready to talk. But Angel it is keeping you up."

"Something MJ said to me this afternoon." Angie said.

"Was he back talking?" Jax asked.

"No it was much more adult like. Got me to thinking about things." Angie said.

"Well, what did he say?" Jax asked.

"He asked me if you were going to kill the person who killed his Dad." Angie said. She got up from the chaise and walked to the window.

Jax sat on the chair for a minute watching Angie's reactions. "What did you say to him?"

"Well certainly not the truth, well not all of it at least. I couldn't very well tell him No Uncle Jax isn't going to kill him because I am." Angie quipped back.

Jax got off the couch and wrapped the blanket around him as he walked to where Angie was. He knew her moods, this was not one where hugs and cuddles were going to smooth things over, she was really struggling, and she was going to have to do it in her own way. "No, can't see that going over very well Angel."

"I don't know. He asked me if you had killed someone, told me his mother had told him you probably had. He thinks you would be able to. He says he has no doubt that Happy has killed."

"Yeah, he does have that, 'blood on my hands' look." Jax said, Angie and Jax smiled at each other. "Did he ask if you had killed?"

"No, guess he doesn't see me that way. Guess that is good." Angie said.

"Well, none of us kill just for the hell of it. There have always been valid reasons for each and every one of them?" Jax said.

"Every one of them?" Angie said raising an eyebrow. "You don't think there were some you couldn't have just given a beat down to."

"Maybe, but in reality, they would have just come back and tried to kill me or mine so no." Jax said. "What did you tell him next?"

"Then I told him y'all were helping me find who had killed his dad. What we did once we knew was for the adults to know, not him." Angie said.

"How did he take that? Cause I know how I would have taken that at 15." Jax said.

"He seemed to accept it. Then just as he left the room he told me, and I quote. 'I hope he blows their fucking heads off.'" Angie said. The words just hung in the air.

"Wow, that kid has a lot of anger in him." Jax said.

"No, it wasn't like that. It was like you Jax or me. He wants an eye for an eye. Matt was much like that. You know, it is scary, he acts like Matt, he looks like Matt, and after this afternoon, I am pretty sure he thinks like Matt." Angie said.

"Then what is the problem Angel. Now I am not saying we tell him our plan, but sounds like he would agree with it." Jax said.

"That's not it. It just got me thinking about what we are doing. About my desires for revenge verses 'law and order.'" Angie said.

"Decide anything?" Jax asked.

"One thing. I have the right idea to kill the people responsible. However, I don't need to be dragging MJ into this. We are going to have to be careful where we talk about things, and about what we leave around. MJ is smart, he will go sniffing at some point, of that I am sure."

"We don't need him going off half cocked. That could be real bad for our plan, and for MJ. I'll let the boys know in the morning" Jax said.

"Anything else?" Jax asked.

Yeah," Angie said. She paused a moment and then continued. "What do you think about Sandy?"

"Umm, I didn't really get to interact with her, but from what I saw she dressed well." Jax wasn't sure where she was going, and if she checked out clean, he didn't want Angie to know he had had her checked out.

"Well that was politically correct, Mr. Teller. Now what do you think of her." Angie said

"Do the words, heartless, money grabbing cold hearted bitch seem too harsh?" Jax said.

"No, that is how I always felt about her." Angie said. "I think we should have Juice check her out. Probably would be smart to check them all out, my sisters-in-law that is."

"I'll get Juice right on it." Jax said. Slowly Jax made his way to Angie, dropping the blanket as he advanced. Slipping his hands down to untie the robe, he leaned down and started to nibble on her ear. "Truth is Angel, I asked Juice to look into them this afternoon. Now do you feel better?"

"Mmm, starting to. What you offering Biker Boy?" Angie purred.