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A/N: I've had some questions, both in the reviews and some of them was sent to me. Seems like I opened a floodgate when I said you could PM me, but you can, whatever questions you have that's always ok, I'm not doing this for reviews and I would NEVER tell you to write the question as a review instead. Anyway, the answers to the questions are at the end. (yes there will be info on where to find the picture on David Labrava in glasses)

I do still LOVE your reviews AND you encouraging messages. Thank you! Ever so much for being awesome readers!

On another note, we are closing in on the end, there will only be two or maybe three more chapters. Feels really odd.

Chapter 11: I Don't Wanna Grow Up

The situation with the Mayans and Hale Jr. had been calm since they left the body on the border of Charming Heights. Alice and Mia had both been questioned once more but since nothing had been stolen from the warehouse not much else happened. I was now late June and the heat was keeping pretty much everyone calm. Which in one way was good, it gave them time to prepare and for their plans to move into position.

On the other hand; Happy didn't like the calm, he found it disturbing and wanted this shit to explode and be over with. And an explosion seemed to be on the way. They were ready for it and was just finishing off the last details. They just needed to have a final look at a place just outside Oakland and that would be the last piece of the puzzle.

"The Chinese are on board, they've contacted their companions and that ball is rolling as it is supposed to do. That leaves us with the Mayans, I need you to contact the 9'ers." Clay pointed at Jax. "I'll go see Oswald. If we want this thing to work we need him too."

They got up and Happy decided to go home. It was almost too fucking hot to even move and Al had been very up for sex. If he had to choose were to use his energy, it was for that.

The morning after Alice was sitting in the shade, outside the office, drinking water and looking at Happy. She was about to sweat to death, she was usually fine with the heat but not this time, she wanted to lay down and die, that's how fucking hot it was.

Hap turned around and raised his eyebrows as he caught her looking at him and she stuck out her tongue. She would have thought that it would have mellowed down by now, that she didn't get flushed just from him looking at her, but that wasn't the case. In fact, lately she had been more turned on than ever. She felt like jumping him every time he looked at her.

Gemma came out from the office and sat down next to her.

"An AC, I would give a blowjob to anyone who gave me an AC!"

"I'm sure Clay can give you one."

"I had one, it broke down, but I'm not working anymore until he gives me one. Want some coffee?"

"No, It's too warm." Gemma was quiet and Alice looked at her. "What?"

"I haven't seen you drink a single cup of coffee in weeks, and you're tired and if I'm not wrong; feeling sick. You don't eat much."

"It's the heat. It's killing me."

"Come on." Gemma went into the office, grabbed her handbag and pulled Alice of the ground.

"What? Were are we going?"

Gemma didn't answer. Instead she turned towards her husband and yelled at him. "Clay, I need Alice for a while."

"Ok, love."

Happy looked at Alice with questioning eyes and she could only shrug, she had no idea what was going on.

Gemma drove to a pharmacy and told her to stay in the car. She agreed since the car had AC and it was the coolest place she had been all day. When Gemma came out she handed her a bottle of water.

"Drink."

"Ok, what's going on?"

"Just drink the water, we're going to our house."

When they arrived Gemma handled her another bottle, "Drink this one too."

"I'm going to pee my pants if I drink anymore Gemma."

"Ok good, 'cause you need to do a pregnancy test."

"What?" Alice couldn't believe what she was saying, "I'm on the pill, it's just the heat Gemma." And then she froze. When was the last time she had her period? Panic was surging to her entire body, it was about a week before Happy went to Tacoma, early May. How the fuck had she missed that?

"Starting to get to you?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she sat down on the floor.

"Take the test." Gemma handed her the stick and Alice walked into the toilet.

When she came out Gemma was sitting at their dining table. "What tipped you off?" Alice asked.

"The coffee actually. You usually drink more coffee than anyone, and I haven't seen you drink a single cup for weeks. And the heat didn't bother you last year."

Alice looked at the stick. "Did you have to chose a test that showed a smiley face for positive."

"I liked the irony, sorry." Gemma laughed.

"This is bad, Gemma."

"You don't want a baby? You're very good with kids sweetheart." She seemed surprised.

"I'm too egoistic to be good with kids, I love having them around for a while, to spoil them, but I love giving them away after a day or two. An Happy isn't really the fatherly type."

"I think you might be surprised."

"He doesn't want kids."

"Honey, whatever you do, you need to talk to him. You can't keep this from him."

"I know." She laid her head on the table. "Usually, when I have this feeling, I bench-drink."

Gemma laughed again and gave her hug. "You sure you don't want it?"

"Honest to God, I don't know what I want. I would probably be relieved if Happy just told me to get rid of it. That way I wouldn't have to think about it. Besides, I't probably not one."

"What?"

"Runs in both families. Mom is a twin, not identical, and my dads siblings are non-identical twins. There's just shitloads of non-identical twins."

"And that's hereditary?"

"Yes. It's usually a sign that a women releases two eggs instead of one, the chance apparently tends to get higher the older you get as well."

"Oh."

"Yeah, Oh."

"I'll give Clay a call, tell him I need you here today and then I'll give you a lift home. I'll send one of the prospects with your car."

"You can't tell him, or Happy, or Tara. or..."

"I won't tell anyone."

Later in the afternoon she was lying in her couch, listening to music, soft, calm music. Her insides were all twisted and she felt like a mess. This wasn't good, at all. She tried to block Happy out of the equation. If it was anyone else, what would she want?

She still didn't know, hand on the heart, honest to God, she had no fucking idea how to handle this.

"Al!" Happy called when he came through the door. "You ok?"

"In here!"

He walked into the living room. "Hi. Gem said you weren't feeling good."

"No, I..." And his phone rang. Great!

"Prez?" He was standing quiet for a while. "I'll be there asap." He hung up and then looked at her. "I'm sorry. I need to go."

"I know."

"It's this warehouse, just outside town. You need anything?"

"I'll be fine Happy."

"You don't look fine, something wrong?"

"We'll talk about it later, don't worry."

She saw him take a closer look at her so she got up, put her arms around his neck and kissed him. It immediately got very hot.

"Shit, girl. You've really been on lately." He smiled and caressed her face, just looking at her. "We'll talk when I get back, ok?"

When Happy left she got on the computer. Was it possible that her horniness had something to do with the pregnancy? Cause Happy was right, she had been hornier than usual. And sure, that was apparently not uncommon. Well, at least it beats being sick and the other shit that was symptoms.

She looked down on her chest. Her boobs sure didn't look any bigger, they weren't hurting, no heartburn. Tired? Yes she was tired. But to be honest, that could be lack of sleep, she had been very horny lately and Happy wasn't complaining.

When Happy wasn't back around eleven she went to bed, there was no point in waiting up. He might as well not be back until early morning, and he'd wake her up if he could.

She wasn't looking forward to this, there was no way of knowing how he would react and she had a feeling it might piss him off.

Happy had noticed something about Alice, there was something in her eyes that he hadn't seen before. And the way Gemma dragged her away from work. Something was wrong. He tried to shake it off, but Tig noticed something.

"You ok, Killer?"

"Yeah, something with Al."

"Yeah, what was that about? Gemma dragging her away."

"Don't know."

"Gents, I need you to focus now." Clay said and Happy shook it off and focused.

He had no fucking idea how to stitch up his own arm. He needed both hands to be able to do it properly. He probably should have let Chibs do it, but he just wanted to get home. It hadn't been his fault, some asshole was hiding out and jumped them when they weren't prepared, he pushed Clay out of the way and the bullet passed him, but not without leaving a pretty fucking deep scratch on his left arm.

While he was in the bathroom on the upper floor he heard steps coming towards the door.

"Hap? Are you in there?"

Fuck, he didn't want her to get worried. "Yeah, just go back to bed."

That's when the door opened, she never did what he fucking told her. She just looked at his arm, then at him. "You've been shot?"

"It's just a scratch, go back to bed."

"You can't stitch that up by yourself." It was all she said and the she walked up to the sink and washed her hands. "Got anymore gloves?"

He just nodded at the box on the floor. His girl never seized to amaze him.

"I wasn't going to stitch it now, just tape it and go see Tara in the morning."

"I'll just put a couple there now, she can fix them if she thinks it's necessary. Is it clean?"

He nodded and watches as she put on gloves and then took the needle and thread from the medical kit. Then she sat down on the edge of his knee. Any other time that would have made him horny as fuck but he knew this was going to hurt like hell.

"I need to talk to you Hap." She said, she had hardly even looked at him. Something was really off with her.

"You really think this is the best time?"

"No, but this is the only time I can think of when what I'm about to say isn't going to grant me a fucking fit or a possible beating from you. I'll do seven stitches on this, I think it'll hold, at least until tomorrow."

He just nodded. He would never fucking beat her up, he didn't do stuff like that to women. Unless... she couldn't seriously have fucked someone else? He looked up at her and noticed that the panic had kept him so occupied that he hadn't even noticed the first stitch.

"What did you do?"

It took her a while to answer but just as she pushed the needle to his skin for the second time she said; "I'm pregnant."

That was it, he couldn't feel that stitch either, and while he was just looking at her, his mind racing like a formula one driver she quickly made another two stitches.

"Are you fucking serious or are you just saying that to keep me from thinking about what you are doing?"

"I'm fucking serious." She said and made another stitch, "And it is quite possible that's it's twins, it runs in the family to say the least."

He could take his eyes of her, he didn't know what to say.

"How the fuck did that happened?" He finally managed to get out of his mouth. Stupid question, he knew but it was the only thing he could think of.

"Honestly, I have no idea." She was done with the stitches, but he hardly noticed, put some tape around them and then finally taped a compress on the whole thing. He was still just staring at her. "You should have sticked to the condoms." She said with a crocked smile, a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

She pulled of her gloves and then sat down on a stool in front of him, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

"Please say something, Happy."

He just kept looking at her, she thought he would beat her up for that? Or get angry?

"I'm not angry, Al. Just..."

"Shocked?"

"Yeah."

"I know the feeling."

"Is this why Gemma dragged you away today?"

"Yeah, she made me do a pregnancy test. I hadn't even suspected it, I thought it was the heat. But, tired, sweating and not liking coffee was enough signs for her to pick it up." Then she smiled and looked up at him. "Apparently being horny is another sign."

He laughed, she had been really horny lately. He fucking loved it.

"What do you want to do?" He asked and she sighed, looking down on her hands.

"I really don't know Happy, I've been thinking constantly for hours. And I don't know. I'm not saying that because I'm afraid of what you would think. I just... don't know. I was kind of hoping that you reaction would be direct, just either getting happy or telling me to get rid of it."

It was three o' clock in the morning, he had been shot, his Old Lady stitched him up while telling him she was pregnant. He had no idea were to even start unwrapping this mess. He pulled her up into his lap.

"We have time to decide. I just need to sleep now. Ok?"

"Ok."

He caressed her face and looked at her straight into her eyes. "I love you, Katze." She looked stunned. "You know I do, so don't act all surprised. A day when I've been shot and you've found out your pregnant seems like a good day to say it out loud."

She smiled. "Sure does."

"But you can't say it today, you need to find your own day." He said and got up.

"Ok."

"Come on, lets go to bed. I need to sleep."

-o0o-

Two days later he was sitting at the table outside, looking at Al working, she really looked tired. He hadn't really thought about it before. Everyone looked tired, there was a lot of shit going on.

Gemma was standing in the doorway to the office, waving at him. He got up and walked towards her.

"Got a minute, Hap?"

"Sure." He had a feeling he knew what this was about. And even thought he didn't really think it was any of her business, he needed to talk to someone. His mom wasn't an option, she would kill him if he said he wasn't sure that he wanted it. Or it could possibly kill her.

"You ok, Hap?" Gemma asked as she sat down.

"Not sure, Gem. There's a lot of shit going on."

"Yeah, I know." She would know, Clay didn't keep much from her, and the things he did try to keep from her she usually found out anyway.

"I don't know what to do about this." He waved his hand towards the door.

"You mean Al, being pregnant?"

"Yes."

"And she still doesn't know?"

"No."

"You know Hap, I have a feeling you're looking at this the wrong way."

"What do you mean?"

"This isn't just pregnancy you're deciding about, weather or not she should stay pregnant."

That kind of took him off guard, to some extent that was how he had seen it. He of course knew that it was a baby, but Gemma had hit the nail, as usual.

"Guess that's how I've seen it."

"Inside Alice, is your baby, a child, that the two of you created. Beating heart and everything. Or two if she's right." Gemma moved her chair right in front of him. "I know she's scared, but she's wrong, she'd be a great mom, and I think you'll be a great dad as well. And it's not like you're alone in this. Just like we're viewing all the kids as club kids, it will be the same with your kids."

"I know."

"Probably even more. I love Al, and don't you dare quote me on this, but she's my favorite Old Lady. I'm including Tara in that statement."

He just smiled, he knew she loved Al. "I won't."

"Just think about it Hap. It's not just a pregnancy. What is it that scares you the most?"

He rubbed his face with his hands, thinking about her question. There was a bunch of things that was freaking him out with kids. He didn't know anything about them, he didn't think that he'd be a very good dad, and... that it would make him soft.

As if she had read his mind she said. "You think it'll make you soft."

"You're scary sometimes, you know that?"

"Constantly working on it, baby." She smiled and then put her hands on his shoulder. "Is Al making you softer?"

"No." She wasn't, he knew that for a fact. If anything it made him more determined, to protect the club, to protect her.

"How much do you love her?" Gemma said, "Because I know you do."

How the fuck do you answer something like that? "Fucking love her to bits." He finally said.

"And it hasn't made you soft, because love makes you stronger Hap. Never weaker. And if you think your love for her is strong, the love you'll have for your kid, or kids, is going to make you burst. And it's nothing bad about it, honey." She smiled at him.

He leaned forward and kissed her on her cheek. "Thanks Gem. You're a one in a million, you know that, right?"

"Yes, I'm pretty fucking amazing." She smiled. "Take care of her, not matter what you decide, and don't let her go through this alone."

"Not planning on leaving her."

"Didn't think so. Let me know if you need any help."

He walked out of the office and up to Al, sitting on the floor, cleaning parts from a bike. He knelt down behind her and put his arms around her to kiss her on the cheek. Gemma was a smart bitch. Al turned around and looked at him with a surprised face.

"Get a room!" Kozik screamed.

"Fuck you!" He yelled back.

Al just laughed, "They're going to think you're going soft if you keep this cuddling up."

"I'll just take them up in the ring if the suggest any such thing. That'll teach them how soft I am."

"I can tell them that you always fuck me doggy stile while spanking me, if you think it'll help."

"Yeah, just holding your hair."

"Ohh, might turn me on if we keep this up." She said with a smile.

"Anything turns you on right now." He whispered.

"Pretty much."

"I like it."

"Bet you do."

He still wasn't sure what he wanted them to do, but he felt better after talking to Gemma.

They were stuck in church for hours, lot of shit in the air. And when he came home she was already sleeping. He knew that she had been at his moms house that evening, they were going to watch some weird Japanese film with Vampire and a Frankenstein girl. He would never understand her taste in movies, but she was quite sweet when she was sleeping.

He was just standing, looking at her. She had her hair over the pillow, the cover down on her hips and her tank top had slipped up to under her breasts. His eyes keep going back to her stomach.

He sat down next to her in bed and put his hand on it. He remembered what Gemma had said and realized that under his hand, inside her, was his kid. It was mind blowing to him that this wasn't just a thing to get fixed, right there, his fucking kids heart was beating. Or two of them, if Al was right.

She woke up and looked at him. "Hey, are you ok?"

"I want to keep it, or them."

"What?" She rubbed her eyes and seemed to take a closer look at him.

"I know it's crazy, we're probably the worst fucking parents ever, but we're not alone you know. Mom and auntie live just next door, and we have the entire club. Gemma, Layla and Tara would all spoil that kid, or those kids, to death. We'll be fine. Or at least they will be fine."

Alice was stunned, was he serious?

"Hap, are you sure about this?"

"No, not at all, but..."

"But what?"

"I talked to Gemma today." She should have known. "And she said this wasn't just a question about a pregnancy. That's our kid in there." He said and put his hand on her stomach again.

She put her hands above his. "Promise you wont ditch me after a week of sleepless nights?"

"I won't ditch you."

"Or if I'm all dried up, and don't want sex for days, or even weeks."

"I won't ditch you." She saw a slight panic in his eyes, but he kept a straight face. "I'm not going to like it, but I won't ditch you for it." Well, at least he was honest.

"Are you scared?"

"I don't get scared." He smiled when he said it.

"Be honest, Hap."

"Terrified."

"Me too."

"So we're doing this?" He asked and she sat up and put her hands around his neck, looked into his eyes, he looked... scared, eager and... happy.

"Yes, if you promise to fuck me even when I'm the size of a planet."

"I'll just put you on all four, that way I won't see it." His eyes and expression was back to his teasing, cocksure self again.

"Asshole."

"Horny?" And then he had that smile again, the one that almost made her moan. She wasn't going to give in that easy though.

"Nah, I've already taken care of it." She said and laid back on the bed.

"Really?" He laid down next to her, stroking her thigh and hips. "How?"

She smiled and waved with her right hand, he grabbed and smelled it. "You're lying." He pulled of her tank top and then her panties. "I seem to remember saying something about sleeping with clothes on."

"Just admit it, you love taking off my clothes."

"I kind of do. But I like seeing you naked, in bed, waiting for me." He started to pull of his own clothes and she helped him, kissing his collarbone and the celtic dog on the back of his neck.

He was on his back and she was lying on her side, facing him, carefully kissing each and everyone of the flowers on his right arm. She looked up on him and suddenly realized something.

"We're having a baby."

He turned and pulled her closer. "Yeah."

"Or two."

"Guess I made you break that 'never' too then."

"Yup. Only two left for you."

"I know what one is." He said and grabbed her ass. "Wanna tell me the other now?"

"No."

"You have to tell me, I'm the father of your child." He said and then she watched him freeze up. "Shit, that's just... fucked up. We're having an actual child."

"We'll be fine."

"Yeah, two completely normal parents. What could go wrong?"

"Can I ask you something, now that I'm your old lady, you've knocked me up and all that shit." She had been wanting to ask him for a long time, but never managed to find the right moment.

"The smiley faces?" The bastard knew immediately.

"Yes."

"What about them?"

"Is it one for each or just the ones you've been asked too..."

"The latter." She saw him eyeing her, trying to pick up what she thought about it. If she was scared.

She wanted to know these things about him, and she needed him to be honest with her. She wasn't Gemma, she didn't want to know everything, but she wanted to know who she was planning on sharing the rest of her life with. She should probably have tried to find out a long time ago, but she had pretty much taken things the way the came. She assumed that taking responsibly for kids meant trying to... find things out, not just deal with things as they came along.

"You're the one they... use for that?"

"One of them."

"And... when you sometimes come home with sore knuckles and stuff, it's... you've been... questioning someone?" She had figured out that it wasn't always that he had been in the ring.

"Sometimes." He was tense, looking at her. She had never asked him about those things, about his bruised knuckles, why they called him Killer, why people visiting from other charters seemed to avoid him, be terrified of him actually. She'd had a feeling, but it was something different to know.

"You're the one who does that?"

"Mostly."

He was their hitman, the one who tortured people to find out what they needed to know. She had no doubt that the others had killed people and probably beaten others up, even tortured them. But Happy, the man she was with, was their go to guy for that.

It did scare her a bit, but it also made her feel safe in a strange way, which freaked her out even more. It was sick to feel safe with it, but she did. He would do anything for her, and for their kids. As if she had ever doubted, he literally had it written on his chest.

She looked up at him again, he had a pleading look in his face, like he was almost sorry he head said anything. She reached for his face and looked straight into his eyes.

"I love you." He sighed and gave her a hug. A while later she fell asleep.

The next day she knocked at the office door. Gemma opened it.

"Hey honey, can I help you?"

"Yes, I would like to know if you know any obstetrician?"

Gemma gave her a huge smile. "You're keeping it!"

"Yes, but you knew that. I have no idea what you said to him, but he's all ready to be a dad all of a sudden."

"I just told him that it wasn't just a pregnancy, it was your child. How are you feeling?"

"Scared shitless."

"You'll be fine. I'll find someone for you."

"Good, Gemma, I still don't want you to tell anyone, ok?"

"Ok."

Later in the evening she did the dreaded calls to her parents and to Alex. Her mom cried in the phone and told her she would come once a month to take pictures of her belly. Alex was calmer,

"You know, it's on you to keep this twin tradition living, the hereditary part doesn't really work on men, they just pass it along to their daughter. So you better get twins."

"I'm not sure I want twins."

"Sure you do, it's awesome."

"It's awesome to be one, not sure it was so awesome for mom and dad to have us."

"I'm awesome, you were a pain in the butt."

"Thanks, love you too, Alex."

"Love you angelface." He said. "Can I have a word with Hap?"

"Sure."

Hap and her brother were getting closer, she knew that it was Hap who had taken the step to make sure they were. He explained in few words but very clearly in a very Hap way 'I wanted to know all of you'. She knew what he meant.

He had just gotten back from telling his mom and just took the phone from her laid down in the couch while talking to Alex. She went into the kitchen, she was hungry, again. While she was stuffing her face he came in to put the phone back on the charger.

"Eating again?"

"Yes, I can't eat during the day cause it's so warm and I can't fucking stop eating in the evening."

"Mom says she loves you, she wants you to come over tomorrow and she adores you and she will forever be grateful, yada yada yada."

"She was happy then?"

"Yes."

"My mom is going to come here once a month to take pictures." He just laughed.

"Can't say I'm surprised."

"No. At least we won't have to worry about not getting enough pictures."

Happy stopped and looked at her, she had seemed ok after her questions yesterday. When she wanted to ask a question he knew what it was about. She had never asked him anything about the club, or him, or what he did. But yesterday she did and while he had thought it would scare her, what he was, she had just looked at him and then told him she loved him. Bitch really was crazy, any normal woman would have left and never looked back. Not that she would have gotten far. But they didn't ask those questions, getting those answers and then for the first time tell a man she loved him.

He put his arms around her. "Are we ok?"

"Sure?" She looked at him in confusion. "Why shouldn't we be?"

"You asked me some stuff yesterday, and I just wanted to make sure we were ok."

"We're ok Happy." she kissed his chin. "Really, we are. What did Alex want?"

"Not tellin' ya." Alex had plans, but he didn't want Al to know yet, it was a surprise. It turned out that Alex had planned things Happy didn't know about, but he was ok with it, they were good plans.

"Bastard." She bit him on the shoulder and as punishment he fucked her on the kitchen counter. He really liked her pregnant.

A/N: So, to the questions.

I found the picture of David Labrava when I was trying to find a picture of the tattoos on his back, I never did, so if anyone of you finds that, or have one, PLEASE let me know. I was going to use it in the other story and the closest I got was in the appisode 'Mexican Basketball' by using massive amounts of pause and slow motion. That way I managed to see parts of it. Sometimes I just feel pathetic.

Here's the page: dots in the first two spaces and forward slash in the two others.

www bellazon com main ?showtopic=34029&st=20

Also, in the Bonus Features for season three there is a Table read with the cast, basically they read through the script for the last episode. He's there and as far as I can remember he had glasses. He also does a pretty good imitation of Sonny Barger.

As for Al's tattoo, I WISH I designed it myself, I wish I had even been original about it. I googled Celtic crow and it was one of the first that came up and by God, I was not able to find a better one. I really tried since I didn't want to use the most common bloody thing. It's just... it was perfect. So, google CELTIC RAVEN, there will be a circle shaped raven with stuff in both the claws and the beak, imagine it with fitting colors and a Smiley face in the beak and voila, there it is, Al's tattoo.

And finally, the 'never's that has been revealed thus far, all but one:

Never get married / Never stay with a guy who cheats / Never do a second tattoo / Never take it up the ass / Never have children / Never fuck were I earn / Never get involved with a guy in a cut