Written in Blood 11
Chapter 11: Firecracker
Summary: Skyler Blake can't change her position as the town outcast… and the town witch. When a young girl comes to her to talk to her dead mother, who knew that doing so would allow her to find a place among outcasts, and her place beside the most dangerous one. Happy/OC
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Skyler.
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"Babe, the boys awake and he's terrified. We can talk about the other shit later but right now he needs you." There was a moment of silence and then the door opened to reveal her tearstained face.
"I'm still mad as hell." She said shakily.
"I know." He stepped aside and she walked out past him and hurried to the scared little boy waiting for her.
Skyler raced into the room and shoved Juice, who was holding the boy down by his shoulders, out of her way. "Come here darling." She cooed and the boys' behavior seemed to completely turn around. He immediately reached out for Sky and she cuddled him close to her, sliding up on the table and pulling the little boy into her lap, "No one here will hurt you."
"I want Papa!" He sobbed into her shoulder.
"We'll call your Papa as soon as we make sure you're ok." She ran her hand through his hair, "I need you to be brave for a little while longer. Tara has to check you out ok? Just let her know if it hurts."
He met her eyes, his deep brown orbs shiny and wet and his lower lip trembling, "Papa will come get me after?"
"Your Papa will come get you." She assured, promising herself that if she had to drag the man here by the balls she would for this poor broken boy in front of her. She sat him down on the table and slid off, holding her hand out to Jax, "Phone."
Jax shook his head. "We know who his father is, we'll call him."
"Call him now." Skyler demanded before turning back to the boy and holding his hand.
Jax raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth and Clay shook his head, motioning for Jax to go make the call. Happy didn't know if Sky just didn't realize the disrespect she showed to his VP or just didn't care, but he knew that now was not the time to bring it up to her. She was pissed and not willing to listen to him or anyone else about her behavior.
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Jax took a deep breath and shook off the annoyance from being barked at by Skyler and dialed Alvarez. He lit up a cigarette as he waited for the call to be answered.
"Yo?" The deep voice was annoyed and brisk. And very distracted.
"Jax." He identified himself. "We stumbled across something interesting in the woods by the 49."
"What does that have to do with me?" He sounded lazy but Jax could hear the tension enter his voice.
"You missing a kid?"
Silence stretched for a heartbeat, "Where is he?" Alvarez's voice was strained, anger and uncertainty ringing clear.
"Our clubhouse. A friend of the club found him and got Happy to bring him back. My girl is checking him out."
"I'll be there in fifteen." He was at lease forty-five minutes away but Jax knew how he would feel if someone had taken Able, and he knew that the fifteen minutes he estimated would be if he gets stopped by the cops while driving like a bat out of hell.
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The men were standing by the bar ten minutes later when they heard the sound of motorcycles pulling into the lot. The boy had been checked out and, although he had suffered some damage, there was nothing that wouldn't heal over time. Tara had given him a sedative and Skyler had taken the boy into Tig's room and he fell asleep with her by his side.
Alvarez stormed into the clubhouse, slamming the door against the wall and marching in with his men flooding in behind him. "Where's my son?"
"He's in the back with a friend." Clay said stepping forward to shake hands but was instead met with a shove to the chest.
"Why the fuck do you have my son? Why!?" Alvarez was hysterical.
"We found him! In the cabin off of the freeway, set back from the road." Jax yelled, coming up to stand next to Clay.
"How? How did you find him when I've been searching everywhere for almost two weeks for him!?"
"It was an accident-" Clay got out before he was cut off.
"You took him didn't you? Because I was helping Zobelle, you took my son! Where is he?!"
The sound of fast paced, sharp footsteps made all the men turn and Skyler appeared from the hallway looking livid. "Are you an idiot?" She demanded to Alvarez, causing him to blink.
"What did you say to me puta?" He asked low and deadly.
"I asked you if you were an idiot. Because coming in here with the intent to kill all of these men and expecting nothing to happen to you is not only insane its asinine. And keep your fucking voice down while that little boy is sleeping, he's been through enough and deserves to sleep!" By the end she was almost screaming herself but she didn't seem to notice.
"Diablo." Alvarez breathed when he finally found his voice. "How would you know what I was thinking?"
"Lucia told me." Skyler said, placing her hands on her hips.
Alvarez paled, "That's impossible! Lucia has been dead for four years!"
"Long black hair in a braid down to her hips, brown eyes, big boobs, small waist, big hips, daisy apron, and tiny feet with ankle boots." Skyler rattled off, her eyes locked on Alvarez.
Alvarez seemed to fold into himself, "How? How do you know what she looks like?"
"Looked. What she looked like. She's dead." Sky said, her voice flat. "She's watching over her son and you, trying to keep you both alive but your making it damn hard on her."
Clay came up and wrapped an arm around his enemy's shoulder, "Let's get you a seat and we can talk about all this, get all the facts straightened out."
"No." Sky's voice was angry and defiant. And not her voice. "Marcus how could you? How could you let those evil, foul creatures get a hold of our son?!"
"Lucia." Alvarez breathed out harshly.
"Do you know what they did to my baby? DO YOU!?" Sky screamed, her eyes glassy and unfocused. Happy was staring at her uncertainly, noticing slight changes in her face that made her look… not like her. "You're so concerned with your damn club that you let those white putos get a hold of my baby, rape him, and then come back to try and kill him! I'm ashamed of you Marcus! I'm so thankful this woman could hear our son. SHE saved him Marcus, not you. That blood will always be on you!" With a furious look, Sky's face seemed to change back to her face. She swayed on her feet and her eyes rolled back in her head. Happy moved just fast enough to catch her before she hit the floor.
"Sky?" He murmured, shaking her gently, "Skyler?"
Sky sighed and opened her eyes slowly, "Hap." She reached up and touched his cheek, her lips quirking up at the edges, "You look worried. What happened?"
"You don't remember?" He asked, looking up and meeting Jax's eyes.
"One minute I was yelling at that insufferable man and the next…" She seemed to think for a minute, "Lucia ran at me and it felt…cold. Then you were holding me. What happened?"
"We'll talk about it later." Happy decided after a pause. "Right now you need to go rest."
"Hap-"
"Rest." He insisted, helping her to her feet. "You can sleep in my room." Sky stood and swayed, swallowing convulsively, "Don't you dare throw up." Skyler glared at him hard but chose to keep her mouth shut in front of the men, but as she started to leave the room a hard hand wrapped around her bicep.
She followed the hand, up the arm and found herself staring into the eyes of Marcus Alvarez, "You saved my son. Anything you ask of me will be yours. You will always have our protection."
Skyler regarded the man in front of her seriously, "Stop helping Zobelle. He was the one who gave the go ahead for his men to take your son. He's an evil man who has and will continue to cause much pain unless he is stopped."
Alvarez breathed out roughly, running a hand through his slicked back hair, "He's a dead man." He said finally, meeting her gaze.
"From your mouth to God's ears." Sky said seriously, "Take care of your son Marcus. He's a very special boy." She turned and retreated down the hallway to Happy's room, shutting the door behind her and collapsing on the bed, barely letting her head sink into the pillow before her deep breathing signaled she was dead to the world.
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Happy watched her walk out of the room and turned back to face the rest of his brothers, shaking his head slightly. He had no idea what had just happened but Sky had looked frightened when she left the room and he wanted to be there to comfort her.
Wait, comfort her?
He was the killer for this club and he was thinking about comforting a woman. He shook his head, wondering if he was going crazy. He hadn't even fucked her and he was already pussy whipped.
"She yours?" Alvarez snapped his attention back with his question and he met the enemy presidents stare thoughtfully.
"She will be." He said, determination hardening his jaw.
"Lucia always was a firecracker. Probably pushed herself right into the chicas body and held on tight." Alvarez laughed and shook his head, "Then again she is quite the firecracker herself."
"Sky will be fine; she can handle these sorts of things." Clay said, making Happy's jaw clench. He didn't know what kind of backlash this would cause her, he wasn't there when she overloaded from Donna. Happy wasn't pleased with his presidents' lack of caring where Sky was concerned, especially since she just aided in getting Zobelle's protection to back out.
Marcus nodded and looked at Clay, "I want that fuck Zobelle hung in the tree in front of his shitty cigar store." His eyes were blazing and he seemed almost like a man possessed, "He has caused as much damage as I am willing to watch."
"We have a plan on getting rid of him. We just need him clear of protection."
"Consider it done. I want to take my son home now. He needs to be with his father." Marcus collected his groggy son and left, cradling him close and whispering reassurances to the boy the whole way out.
Clay ran a tired hand through his hair, "Let's get some sleep boys. Church tomorrow morning first thing."
Happy said his goodbyes and grabbed a beer from behind the bar, popping the top with a sigh. He took a large gulp and headed back to his room to wake the lioness in his bed.
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Sky's eyes snapped open when Happy's door opened and she sat up alertly until she saw Happy leaning against the doorjamb. She collapsed back onto the bed and asked tiredly, "Do we have to do this now?"
"Yup." He sat on the bed and stroked her calf, "I want this out of the way before we go to bed."
"Don't go to sleep angry?" She asked, her eyes closed and a smile playing around her lips.
"Exactly." He smirked down at her. "Come on, get it over with I know your pissed."
"I'm not pissed." She denied. "I'm hurt. I found that boy and was turned away from helping him by your club. Clay is expecting to use my gifts for the club so he can have an edge with everything that's going on. I've come to terms with that; however, I will not be asked to use my gifts for your club and then told that 'it's club business'. I'm either in or I'm out. I won't be used and tossed away at the convenience of the club." She opened her eyes and met his stare straight on, "I will not be used by anyone ever again."
Happy took a deep breath, steeling himself, "There are thing about this club that you aren't going to want to know Sky."
"What, like the fact that you kill people?" Happy looked at her with shock and then realized exactly why he shouldn't. "Or that you run guns, you own a porn studio, you have orgies in your club four out of seven days, you work with people who sell drugs, you work with the IRA, Tig killed Opie's wife, Gemma massively manipulates the club to do what she wants, and Clay is power crazy. What exactly am I not supposed to know? What is it you think you'll be shielding me from? You in all your glory cannot keep a single thing from me. That croweater you fucked three days ago because she looked like me, I know about that. I know you're worried about your mom's cancer spreading further and causing her to die. I know. I can't stop it, I can't help it, it is who I am. At some point you will all have to deal with that."
Happy stared at her, "She didn't look a whole lot like you." He finally said softly. "I'm not used to this sort of thing. I'm definitely not used to psychics hanging around. I'll try and get better at this and I'll let the boys know but we're going to make mistakes. I need you to understand that."
"If you didn't make mistakes then you wouldn't be human." Sky smiled at him and placed a hand on his knee, "So what happened tonight?"
"I don't know. One minute you were chewing out Alvarez and the next… you weren't you. Your face changed and it wasn't your voice anymore. Alvarez seems to think Lucia took over your body and I don't think he's wrong."
"It would explain why I couldn't remember and why I'm so tired now." Sky sighed, "I hate discovering new things that I can do. It takes so much out of me." She yawned hugely and Happy chuckled.
"Go to sleep Sky, we'll talk more tomorrow." She closed her eyes and within a heartbeat her breathing deepened and he knew she was dead to the world. He rose and shed his clothing, crawling into bed behind Sky and pulling her tight against his body, closing his eyes and succumbing to the sweet siren of sleep.
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