"Happy!" Hailey chastised him as she frantically pulled her clothes back on as a knock sounded again against their front door. "You knew they were coming earlier didn't ya?"

His smirk was all she needed to know the answer to that as she watched him buckle his belt. She crossed the lounge room to the front door to let in Tig and Cass who were coming over for Happy to ink Cass's tattoo. She didn't care that Happy was still pulling his shirt on as she opened it or that her cheeks were still flushed from what they had just done against the kitchen counter.

Tig raised his eyebrows at her flushed cheeks and Happy's naked chest.

"We're not interrupting anything are we?" He smirked.

"Nah, we just finished." Happy smirked.

Hailey glowered at him and Cassidy blushed.

"You're impossible Happy Lowman!" Hailey glowered at him.

He smirked. "You ready to do this Cass?"

"Yeah I think so. At least as ready as I'll ever be I guess." She said quietly.

"It's not as bad as Hailey makes it out." He quipped more to tease Hailey than to reassure Cass who was quite obviously nervous.

"You'll be okay Cass. Just ignore him. He's in a particularly precocious mood today."

Happy ignored Hailey's feigned glare that she threw at him.

"Where am I putting it?" He asked Cassidy.

"On my lower back." She answered.

"Good place to start. Not like Hailey here who insisted on the most painful spot possible for her first tattoo."

"What is this Hap? Pick on Hailey day?"

"Just goading ya Princess cos it's so easy."

"Careful. You might push me too far and make me snap. Then you'd be forced to do me on the kitchen counter again."

"Perhaps not with present company Princess. Alright Cass I need you sitting backwards on this chair. Rest either your arms or your head against the back rest and I'll get Tig to show me exactly where you want it."

Cass nodded before doing as she was told.

Tig stepped forward and raised Cass's tank top and knotted at the middle of her back before running his hand across her lower back.

Happy nodded. "Alright, brother razor and numbing cream are there. You know what to do. I'll be right back." He said as he stood from the chair he'd been sitting on and took Hailey by the arm and pulled her from the room. He pinned her against the wall in the hallway and pressed his lips against hers.

Hailey moaned. "What has gotten into you today Killer?" She murmured.

"You are particularly hot today Princess. If I had my way you wouldn't be coming out of that bedroom."

"Well you'll just have to control yourself until they leave." She murmured tracing her fingers across his lips. He licked her finger and nipped its tip with his teeth. "Until later." He said before moving away and back to the kitchen leaving her wet and flushed behind.

Happy had made a start on Cass's crow by the time Hailey had composed herself enough to reenter the lounge room. He glanced up from his work at her as she entered, smirked at her and flicked the toothpick at the corner of his mouth teasingly.

She glowered teasingly back at him wondering what it was that had him so loved up.

Tig look on at the ink on Cassidy's back. He looked proud as punch, a look that Hailey had rarely seen on his face over the years. The design that Cassidy had Happy draw was of a crow perched on an anchor readying to take flight. She barely seemed to flinch as Happy continued.

"She's doing way better than you Princess." Happy commented.

Hailey scowled at him and stuck her tongue out.

"You're doing great baby." Tig said. "You mind if I go have a chat to Hailey?"

"Nah babe that's fine." Cass answered not missing the look he exchanged with Happy before leading Hailey out of the kitchen.

"How are you coping with what happened Doll?" Tig asked her quietly once they were in the lounge room.

"I think I'm okay. Happy assured me that you guys handled it and that it's not coming back onto me."

"Yeah we did Doll. Roosevelt believed the scene we set up so he has no reason to keep looking into it."

"And what about the Irish?"

"What's Hap told you?"

"Just that I still need a tail."

"Then we'll leave it at that."

"Tig …" Hailey began to protest.

"No Hailz. I'm not telling you anything that Happy hasn't."

"Tig the only time he doesn't tell me stuff is when he doesn't want to scare me. What's going on?"

"Nothing that you need to worry about Doll. Just some internal stuff."

"Because of me?"

"Hailey you did us a favor by killing him whether you meant to or not. How the club deals with it isn't on you okay?"

"I just want answers Tig."

"Then you'll have to talk to Happy. I just wanted to know that you're okay."

"Yeah surprisingly I am."

"Good Doll. Anyone else, I reckon that woulda messed them up."

Hailey smiled. "Yeah maybe. Guess I'm already messed up."

"You know I didn't mean it like that." He said placing his arm around her.

"Yeah I do Tig." She said as they returned to the kitchen.

"Brother this girl of yours is a dream to tattoo. She hasn't moved an inch." Happy said as they entered the kitchen.

"You awake Baby?" Tig asked her.

"Yeah Tiggy." She answered softy.

"She sure doesn't whine like you Hailey." Happy continued.

"Hey I didn't whine when you did my crow."

"You really wanna go there Princess?" he smirked.

"No but I didn't whine." She answered.

"You sure didn't." Tig quipped.

"What are you all talking about?" Cass asked.

"I'll explain later baby." Tig answered her as he watched the blush rise in Hailey's cheeks.

"Alright Cass I'm nearly done. Just got the lettering to do."

Tig moved around behind Happy to take a look at his crow on Cassidy's back. "Looks good brother. Looks real good."

"Hailey could you go grab a mirror baby?"

"Sure Hap."

She returned quickly and passed the mirror to him so he could hold it for Cassidy to see her crow.

"Oh wow! It looks better than I thought it would."

"I won't bore you with all the details of how to care for it while it heals. Tig knows what to do."

"Thanks Happy." Cassidy said still enthralled with looking at it.

"Thanks Hap," Tig added. "Now if you'll excuse us, I need to get this woman home."

Cass squealed as Tig whisked her away to the door.

Hailey watched while Happy cleared up the kitchen table and all his tattooing tools and inks.

"Hap?"

"Yeah Princess?" He answered her as he put his tattoo machine back in its case.

"What aren't you telling me about the Irish and the way the club's handling the whole Clay thing?"

"What did Tig say Princess?"

"Nothing. He refused to tell me anything. Just said I should talk to you if I want answers."

Happy sighed. "Princess we've handled the Clay thing. There's no heat on it. The Irish are pressing hard for answers that they aren't getting. It just poses more of a threat if they decide to start questioning anyone besides us."

"You mean me?"

"Yeah that's why I've barely let you outta my sight lately. Hell I'd camp out at the hospital if you'd let me."

"Tig said something about some internal stuff going on. What's that about?"

"Nothin' Princess. Bobby just isn't real keen on how Jax is handling things."

"And what do you think? You're his right hand."

"I think he's doing just fine and I think you need to quit worryin'. I got this okay?" He said running his hands down her back.

"Okay."

"Now if I recall way back before I went inside you made mention of making me bend you over my bike?"

She smiled and he watched as that lustful sparkle grew in her eyes. He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the garage.

They lay entwined after round two in the bedroom. Hailey's head rested upon his shoulder and he ran his fingers around the tattoo on her shoulder.

Hailey sighed.

"What's up Princess?" Happy asked hearing the heaviness of it.

"I just wondered if you'd thought anymore about what the doctor said."

"No Princess I hadn't and I don't want you dwelling on it either."

"But Happy it wasn't a flat out no I can't have kids."

"And it certainly won't be an uncomplicated path to get what you want."

"What we want Hap."

"Hailey what I want I have right here in my arms. I don't wanna risk losing that."

"But Happy …"

"No Hailey enough okay?"

Hailey sighed. "Yeah okay Hap."

Hailey sat at the desk of the nurse's station her thoughts awash with the latest conversation with Happy about trying for a baby. She was tired of fighting him about it and knew she was going to have to push him hard to get him to change his mind. That was something she didn't want to have to do. She hated making him angry.

"You seem a little down in the dumps there Lass."

Hailey whipped her head up at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, thick with an Irish accent. She found herself staring into a pair of grey blue eyes set into the face of a greying man who was still fairly attractive for his age.

"I'm sorry I don't think I know you?"

"How remiss of me. The name's Galen. And you are?"

"Hailey." She answered knowing that he already knew full well who she was. "This is the pediatric ward of the hospital. Was there a patient you were hoping to see?"

"No. I was directed here to find you actually. You wouldn't be Happy Lowman's old lady by chance would you?"

"Yes I am."

"And you wouldn't happen to know anything about the death of Clay Morrow?"

Hailey steeled herself against him. "No I wouldn't. Happy doesn't tell me about club stuff."

"So this wouldn't happen to be your gun? The gun that killed him?" He said holding up her colt that she hadn't seen since that day.

She shook her head nonchalantly. "No it wouldn't. I've never seen it before." She lied.

"Really? Because I'm sure I could have it lifted for prints."

"Go ahead. If it's not mine then it's not gonna have my prints on it is it?" She said knowing that whoever had disposed of her gun would have wiped it clean of her prints.

"So why've you got a constant tail Lass?"

"Happy worries about me."

"What reason does he have to worry about a pretty little thing like you?"

"Perhaps he's afraid a dapper Irishman like yourself will steal me away from him."

He smiled a half mouthed smile and raised his eyebrows at her. "Perhaps he is. So what is it that has you so down? I couldn't help but notice."

"It's personal."

"You sure it's not to do with the death of a certain Samcro member?"

"I told you Happy doesn't tell me about club stuff and I don't involve myself in it."

"That's a shame because I was really hoping you could shed some light on the mystery of Clay Morrow's death or should I say murder?"

"Sorry. Can't tell you what I don't know."

"No I don't spose ya can. Well chin up Lovey, whatever yer personal issue is, it can't be that bad."

And he was gone walking down the hallway to the elevator.

Hailey took a deep breath and held it before letting it out slowly.

"Are you okay?" Ava asked returning from her rounds. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Yeah. I'm okay. Haven't seen any ghosts but just been questioned about one."

"Huh?"

"The Irish guy that their dealing with was just here asking me if I knew anything about Clay's death."

"And why would he think you did?"

"I have no idea, but Happy did warn me that he's pressing hard for answers."

"You sure you're okay? You look really shaken."

"Yeah I am a little."

"You wanna call Hap? He'd probably want to know about this."

"Yeah. I'll use my cell though." She said getting the burner Happy had given her for this very reason out of her bag.

"Yeah" he answered.

"Happy it's me."

"You're using the burner? What happened Princess?"

"Galen O'Shay was here. He's deadest sure it was me Hap." She said quietly already well away from Ava's earshot.

"We'll be right there Princess." He said hanging up.

Sure enough 15 minutes later the pediatric hallway was almost filled with Sons at least more than it had ever seen before.

"What did he say Hailey?" Jax asked.

"He knew who I was and he had my gun."

"Your old colt?" Happy asked.

"Yeah I said I'd never seen it before and he said he could have prints lifted off it."

"It'll be clean Princess. He was just tryin' to rattle you."

"Did you give him anythin' Doll?"

Hailey shook her head, no. "He was pressing real hard though."

Happy could tell how rattled she was and placed his arm around her not caring what any of her superiors might think. Hailey didn't care either at that moment.

"Alright we'll look into this Kiddo. Happy stay here till her shift ends. Hailey I want you to remember everything that he said to you so you can tell me later okay?"

"Okay Jax." She said resting her head against Happy's side.

"Tiggy, Church now. Call the others. Hap I'll come round later and fill you in." Jax said.

Happy nodded his acknowledgement before Jax and the others headed out.

"You okay Princess?"

"Yeah I think so."

"This means nothing okay Princess? He can't prove anything."

"He had my gun Hap! How?" She said fear in her voice.

"We'll find out baby but relax okay? I wiped it of your prints myself."

She was relieved to hear that it had been Happy to wipe it clean. He saw her noticeably relax at those words. "Get back to work okay? I'll be right here." He said sliding his hands down her thighs as he took a seat on the seating at the end of the hallway.

"Everything okay?" Ava asked as Hailey neared the nurse's station.

"Yeah. Just some stuff they have to take care of."

"Are you in danger? She asked motioning to Happy sitting at the end of the hall.

"They don't know. That's why Hap stayed."

"Hell. It's times like this that I really wonder why I stick around here." Ava sighed.

Hailey was at the end of her rounds when she heard Happy's cell ring at the end of the hallway. She couldn't keep her eyes off him and the hushed conversation he had with the person on the other end, no doubt Jax.

"Princess C'mere." He said when he was done.

"That was Jax." He said as she neared and pulled her toward him. "Galen's got nothin'. It wasn't even your gun just one exactly the same. He was just clutching a straws and you did good not giving him anythin'. His superiors are pressing him to make a deal regardless of who's in charge so he's agreed to stop pressing it."

"He has superiors?" Hailey asked.

"Yeah."

"Hell I don't ever wanna meet them."

"No you certainly don't Princess. But listen I'm not gonna let you lose me tailing you just yet but Jax reckons you're in the clear."

"Thanks Hap. Both for telling me and continuing to tail me."

"I know you feel safer when I'm around."

"I always have Hap."