We're just waiting for our man

To come through with a plan

Of how the hell we turn this round

And dig ourselves out of the ground

Making Enemies-Snow Patrol

Nick sat outside the house Haley lived in, it was sickening to him, how she could just think that getting rid of Jeremy was going to make everything better. It wouldn't, he knew that much. With him and the older Oliver working together he hoped that Haley would pay as well as the bikers she associated with.

But it wasn't just the bikers he had to worry about, it was the youngest Oliver, Adam too. It was clear to everyone that Adam was attached, and maybe in more than just the most obvious ways.

Happy lay in bed with Haley the next morning for a while, just the two of them with no phone calls or club emergencies. It was a change from the usual rush they always had. But, it did have to end, so while the two of them dressed for the day he peeked out the window, his eyes landing right away on the out of place car parked out front.

Something told him that this was Nick, and that he was here for a reason. Pulling his cut on he moved towards the bedroom door, "I'll be back, Hales."

She nodded, running her belt through the loops, "Kay."

Taking the steps two at a time he reached the front door and stepped out, heading straight for the man now leaning against the car. HE was shorter than him, with blonde hair and a smug expression on his face. There weren't words to describe how much he wanted to mangle his face.

"Got a question for you, bikers. How long do you honestly think you can protect her? Hide whatever you did to Jeremy?" Nick was definitely going off what Mr. Oliver told him, which was just stay out of sight and observe, but he felt like he was doing good.

Happy stopped a few feet in front of him, "For as long as we have to, and you should probably get the hell out of here before I gut you like I did him."

Nick moved away from the car, standing right in front of him, "You did what?"

Hap smirked, "Gutted him, let him bleed out real slow like. No major arteries, no organs, just the slow bleeding." HE cocked his head to the side, "And breaking every bone possible, was just a bonus. Like skinning him was."

Nick shoved the biker, thinking like usual, that he was the toughest thing on the streets.

Happy of course, was ready, and slammed his fist into his stomach and shoved him against the car. His knife had come out, now the thin silver blade was pressed against his throat. "You're gonna get in your nice car, and drive. I see you again, you'll see a different, less understanding side of me." He pressed it against his skin further, drawing blood, "You hear me?"

Nick nodded, hating himself for the motion. He should kill him, kill that whore he protected. That was what he needed to do. That's what Jeremy would want him to do. But instead, he nodded, and when the biker released him, got into his car and drove.

Haley had caught the last of the scene from her front door, so when Happy started back towards the house, she was curious.

"Why was he here?"

HE shrugged, "Didn't really ask." HE kissed her cheek, "You smell good, babe."

She smiled, "Thanks, but… what was that?"

HE shook his head, "Guy was a little too sure that he was running shit." Picking up his keys from the coffee table he slipped them in his pocket, "Heading to the garage, you coming?"

She nodded, having already told Gemma that she'd help her out in the office. "Yeah. She was still curious, but trusted that he was going to keep an eye on Nick, and so would she. While she knew Happy could take care of himself, and her; she still knew that Nick was a little insane and she didn't trust him around Happy.

An hour later Haley sat with Gemma in the office. The two were organizing a bunch of paperwork that had come from seemingly thin air the day before. Gemma was sure it had something to do with her husband, but had no proof, yet.

She sighed, and lit a cigarette. "So, good morning?"

Haley nodded, taking a sip of water from her bottle. "Yeah, for a little while."

Gemma nodded, "Until he pulled his hands off you, I hear that."

Haley laughed, shaking her head, "Gemma! No, it wasn't like that… It went south when we had to get up, and go back to real life."

Gemma nodded again, "It'll calm down, Haley. Just give it some time."

"I know, I just wish it would happen soon."

Nick sat in his hotel room somewhere in Lodi. He didn't trust one in Charming, so had gotten some distance between him and the Sons. After cleaning up the small cut on his neck, he sat down on his bed and called Mr. Oliver.

"What is it?"

"Jeremy's dead." HE swallowed and continued, "I spoke to one of the bikers, he told me himself."

"I could have sworn I told you to stay away from them, just watch! Now you've probably set them on alert and that's not what I need!" The man was quiet for a few seconds, just breathing heavy. "Watch, from a distance, if you see anything, major gun moves. I want to know, is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"One more thing, if you ever disobey a direct order again, I'll do worse than those bikers ever could. My son may have let you think you were equal to him, but now you need to remember that you aren't. Understood?"

"Yes sir, I understand."

Nick hung up his phone and sighed. If only he could prove to him that he was better than this. Show him why his son trusted him so much… Maybe he could.

AN- Took forever, I know, but here it is. I'm super happy though, because I reached fifty reviews! It's a big thing for me.. but thanks to everyone who reviewed. Review again, let me know how this was, and hopefully the next chapter will be up soon :)