I do not own any part of Sons of Anarchy and this story will not really follow the story line of the show. Rated mature for language/sex/and violence...you know all the good stuff.

Over the next week, Emelia didn't see Happy much. Koz told her the basics of what was going on, and that she should stay away from Zobelle and anyone sporting Aryan ink. If she was honest, she was a little upset that Happy wasn't the one telling her this. But she knew that he wasn't used to having someone who he needed to disclose information to, so she let it slide. He was trying, she could see that. Texting her a few times a day to check in, was something he had started doing. She knew that to most people that wasn't a big deal, but with Happy it meant he was making an effort and that was really sweet.
The worst part though, was that it had been days since they had sex. She wasn't a nympho or anything, but she was used to getting it everyday, sometimes more, and god did she miss him. Every night she found herself hoping that he would come home and ravage her, but that had only happened once, and that was days ago. She couldn't wait until their reunion.
But sex wasn't the only thing she missed about him. She found herself just missing him in general. And she also found herself worrying about him all the time. Knowing what he did for the club, and that he could take care of himself, didn't ease her worries one bit. She found herself terrified of him getting hurt, or worse killed. Before, she worried for the guys when they were in dangerous situations, but it never consumed her like this. And that's when she knew that she was completely in love with him.

HAPPY'S POV:

Sitting up on a hill with Tig, on surveillance duty, was not what he wanted to be doing right now in the least. He would rather be in bed, with Emelia's naked body curled around him, but he had to help get this shit settled with the Mayans before that could happen. They had watched the building for days now, waiting for the perfect moment to go in and grab their targets.
Juice had done some digging and found out that one of Zobelles's henchmen had a secret kid. A kid he had with his Mexican housekeeper. That was something that you didn't want your Aryan brothers to know, that you fucked anything but pure white pussy. Someone like that would surely be kicked out of the brotherhood, or worse killed for being a race traitor.
Blackmail like that was a powerful tool to have when you needed information from someone. The had guy spilled everything, in return for the promise that no one ever found out about his little love child.
He told them that Zobelle had two of his men dress up in Teller-Morrow shirts and ski masks and go kill those Mayans. They were told to leave one alive so he could report back and describe them as Sons. Zobelle wanted to destroy the Sons gun business so that he could take over. He was going to try to push the Sons out of Charming. This fucker was stupid if he thought that he could come into their town and take it from them. So once the guy named the two others who had done the shooting, Clay had killed him. He then ordered that Hap and Tig find the two men and get them to confess. So here they were, sitting on a hill, watching the building that the two guys were currently in. It was their headquarters, or so they guessed. Learning their routines and planning their attack had kept them there for days. Soon they would be ready, and then when it was over he could get back to Emelia.
God he missed her. He wasn't used to missing someone. This was all new and weird to him. He found himself texting her everyday, wanting to check up and see how she was. She had been surprised the first time he did it, joking that she didn't even know that he knew how to text. Smart ass.
She told him that she missed him and that she was lonely without him around. So a few days ago, he had asked Tig if he would be okay on his own for a bit. Tig just smirked and told him to go home and fuck his woman. And that's exactly what he did.
When he got home, she was already in bed asleep. He had crawled in bed with her and woken her up by kissing her neck. They had amazing sex, and when he told her he couldn't stay he saw the slight sadness in her face. But she hadn't said anything besides "be safe" and kissed him goodbye. He loved that about her. She accepted him, club and all. She always had.
He hadn't seen her after that, but he spent a lot of his time thinking about her. That's when he knew that he loved her. She was always in his head, and he was finding that he didn't mind it at all.

Later that night they got the perfect opportunity to grab their targets. There was a party going on, and their targets walked outside and over to the side of the building to smoke. He and Tig were on them in seconds, grabbing them and injecting them with a sedative. They were out in seconds, and being dragged to the surrounding woods. Tig called the prospect, who was waiting down the road in a van, and he came to pick them up. Once they got their targets to one of their warehouses, they tied them to chairs in the middle of the room and waited for them to wake up.

A few hours later they began to stir and with a few hard slaps from Tig, they came fully awake. Struggling against their bonds and shouting threats, had Tig laughing, while he just got his tools out silently.
They made it into a game, both of them cutting and torturing, trying to see who could get their target to talk first. To both of their surprise, the men held out longer then they expected them too. But his victim eventually gave in and provided them with a full confession, which they recorded. The details he gave made it impossible for Alvarez to not believe it. After they got what they needed, he and Tig finished the men off and disposed of the bodies outside in a fire-pit, deep in the ground. When they were done burning the bodies, they both climbed on their bikes and returned to the clubhouse.
He was still running on adrenaline when he arrived at the club and realized that it was Friday night and everyone was partying it up. Walking inside he immediately sought out Clay to let him know it was done. Giving the tape recorder to Clay, he then went to the bar to get a drink. He needed something to calm himself. After he "worked" he always had all this pent up energy, and he knew he couldn't go home to Emelia like this.
One drink turned into two, then three, and so on, until he was feeling pretty intoxicated. Tig walked by, trailing a blonde after him, and he started to think about how horny he was. He hadn't been with Emelia in a while, but he couldn't go home to her now, he knew he would end up scaring her in the state he was in. So when a croweater walked up to him and touched his chest, he decided that he needed to fuck this anger out of his system. Grabbing the girl, he dragged her outside behind the building and shoved her over a table. Yanking her dress up, and her panties down he plowed into her and began to fuck her, holding her hips so hard he knew he would leave bruises. He was so caught up in what he was doing that he never heard the back door of the clubhouse open.

Emelia had just gotten home from work and decided to take a long bath. She had picked up extra shifts all week so that she could keep herself busy, and not think about how much she missed Happy. It was starting to take a toll on her body though, she ached from standing all day. A nice hot bath would be just the thing to soothe her aching muscles.
After her bath, she was about to get ready for bed when her phone went off. Hoping it was Happy, she raced across the room to get it. Seeing that it was Natalia, she was slightly disappointed, but quickly pushed it back and answered. Natalia told her that Happy and Tig had just pulled up, and Juice told her that they were done with whatever they had been doing. Emelia couldn't stop herself from squealing in excitement. Natalia just laughed and told her to get her ass down there and see her man.
Dressing quickly, Emelia looked at herself in the mirror and decided she looked good enough, before heading off to the clubhouse. She couldn't wait to be reunited with the man she had been without. She was going to show him just how much she missed him.
Stepping in to the clubhouse, her eyes immediately sought out Happy. All she could see was half-naked girls and drunken Sons, but no Happy. She spotted Juice and Natalia and headed over to them.
"Juice, have you seen Hap?" she asked.
"Nah, check outback. Sometimes him and Koz go out there to smoke."
"Okay. See you guys later, I'm gonna go find my man" she replied with a wink towards Natalia, who smiled back.
When she opened the door leading to the back of the clubhouse, she never expected to find what she did. There was Happy, in front of her, fucking some bitch from behind.
Devastated. That's the only word that could describe how she felt. She needed to get out of there immediately.
Turning around she walked out of the clubhouse as quick as she could, not saying a word to anyone. When she got to her car, she pealed out of the parking lot and made it about a mile down the road when she pulled over. Collapsing against the steering wheel, she let her emotions catch up to her and she cried.

HAPPY'S POV:

After he was done with the croweater, he had sobered up a bit and was surprisingly feeling guilty. He thought back to the promise he had made Emelia to be faithful, and how he had just completely broken that. He had fucked up. He knew this couldn't happen again. He would have to find another way to release his pent-up energy. Maybe he should have gone to Emelia, explained the situation and told her what he needed. She probably would have understood. Why didn't he have more faith in her? She wouldn't have been afraid of him, she would have tried to help him, like she always did. He should have gone home to his girl.
Walking back inside, he saw Natalia marching toward him angrily.
"What the fuck did you say to her?" she yelled at him.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Juice, get your bitch out of my face." he responded, not in the mood to be fucked with. He was already mad at himself, he didn't need some bitch pissing him off even more.
"Fuck you Happy. Emmy came in her all excited to see you, and then 2 minutes later stormed out of here looking totally broken." she growled.
"I told her to look for you out back man" Juice added.
Everything clicked in his head. Shit. Emmy must have seen him with the croweater. Fuck.
"Fuck. She must have seen me. When did she leave?" he said quickly.
"About 15 minutes ago" Juice replied, knowing exactly what Happy meant by those words.
Apparently so did Natalia, because she looked at him like he was scum and said "I hope she was worth it. Emmy loves you, and you just broke her heart the same way Carmen did. You don't deserve her."
Normally, he would have snapped at her for speaking to him that way. But her words hit him deep, and he knew he had to find Emmy immediately.
He practically ran out of the clubhouse and hopped on his bike. He noticed one of his brothers following him, but he didn't care to look to see who it was. He had one goal and that was to get to Emmy and try to fix things. He didn't want to lose her over a stupid fucking mistake.
He saw her car parked about a mile down the road, with her sitting in the driver's seat, door open, smoking a cigarette. Pulling over, he turned off his bike and walked to her. Only now could he see that it had been Kozik that followed him. This would have been so much better without him here.
"What are you doing out here Emmy?" he asked. It probably wasn't the best first thing to say in this situation, but it was the first thing he could think of.
"Why the hell does it matter to you Hap?" she replied, her voice sounding hoarse from crying.
"Emmy. I'm sorry. I fucked up. I didn't want to take my shit home to you. I thought I was protecting you."
"Protecting me?" she asked incredulously. "Fucking some whore behind a building is protecting me? You are such a fucking liar. I can't believe I ever thought I could trust you. Stupid me. I guess it's a good thing that we got this out-of-the-way now, before either one of us got our feelings too invested."
"What the fuck is going on here?" Koz finally asked.
Ignoring him, Happy could only focus on Emelia's last words, 'before either one of us got our feelings too invested'.
"Now who's the liar Emelia? I know you're in love with me. Natalia told me." he spat out. He hadn't intended for this conversation to go this way, but she had pissed him off now.
"Fuck you Happy" she practically whispered. He could almost feel the pain rolling off her, and it made his heart ache. He was the cause of it. He had hated Carmen for what she did to Emelia, how broken she had left her. Now he had done the same thing.
"Emmy, please, I never wanted to hurt you" he said softly.
He looked to Kozik, who was watching everything unfold between the two of them, and decided that he needed to tell her how he felt. It was hard enough to say it to her, much less in front of a brother, but he knew that it might be the only way to keep her from leaving him.
"I love you Emelia" he said looking right at her.
She shook her head and then walking up to him, leaned over to whisper in his ear. For a second he got his hopes up that everything might be okay, but then she opened her mouth.
"You don't know what love is Happy."
And with that she walked over to Koz and asked him to take her home. Koz looked at him with a combination of pity and anger, before taking off with her on the back of his bike, leaving her car sitting in front of him.

She was wrong. He did know what love was, and he knew that he had just lost it.