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Chapter 14: She asked about you

"I've emptied the storage. I'll bring it to you. I'll be there tomorrow but I need to leave the day after."

"That's fine. Thank you Clark."

"Do you even know what you had in there?" Clark said with a very amused voice.

"Not really. I know there's books and clothes."

"Yeah, some other shit as well."

"It'll be a nice surprise then."

They said good bye and hanged up. She hadn't been sure if Clark knew that Jonah was dead but when he had suggested that she came to New York for a visit around Christmas, she knew. He would never had suggested that if he thought Jonah was still around.

When she came into Grace's new room she was painting the wall with Gemma and Tara. Happy had done the outline of a princess on a motorcycle and now they were filling it in. Pink dress and black bike, just like the one Happy had.

"Was it Clark?" Tara asked.

"Yes. He's sending the stuff I had in storage in New York. I'm going to need bookshelves."

"Books?" Gemma asked.

"Books, cds, some clothes and loads I'm not sure what it is." She sat down on Grace's chair. "Sure I can't help."

"I don't even like that you're at work." Tara said and pointed at her with the brush.

"I'm fine, really."

"Just sit down. Or make us some coffee." Gemma said and Ava went into the kitchen.

She had hardly seen Happy since she started working. According to Gemma and Tara it was club stuff. They were in the middle of things and whenever they were, it was best to just stay out of the way and be there for them when they needed it. She understood, it was harder for Grace so it had meant a lot to her when he had helped her to paint the wall the day before.

Her phone rang and she noticed it was Happy. Tara laughed.

"I don't even have to ask who it is."

"What?" She said while flipping it open. "Hey."

"Hey. I'm going down to Bakersfield for the evening."

"Ok?" What the hell was in Bakersfield?

As usual, he knew how to mess with her and laughed. "My mom."

"What?"

"That's what's in Bakersfield."

"You're scary."

"You still love me." As smug as always. "I'll see you tonight" And he hung up.

Ava shook her head and went into the kitchen to get the coffee.

"Was it Happy?" Grace asked.

"Yes. He was going to go visit his mom."

"I didn't know he had a mom." Grace seemed disturbed.

"He does." Ava said. "I'm sure he'll tell you about her if you ask her."

"Ok." Grace looked uncomfortable. "Think we'll meet her?"

"Don't know honey. Ask him. He's more inclined to answer your questions than mine."

"Inclined?"

"More willing." She picked up Grace and gave her a kiss. Grace nodded and gave her a kiss as well.

-o0o-

Happy walked into his mom's room and when she saw him she smiled. He was not looking forward to this.

"I was starting to wonder if you had forgotten your old mother." She smiled when he leaned over to kiss her cheek. "So, what is the bad news?"

"What makes you think I have bad news?"

"You've been avoiding me for weeks and you have the same expression as a wet cat." He had never been able to to fool his mom. "Been arrested?"

He sighed and sat down in the coach next to her. "Yes." He took her hand. "I'm sorry."

"When?" She wanted to know when he would go inside.

"I don't know. Things are... pretty messed up right now."

"Messed up?" She said with a smile.

"What?"

"Since when do you avoid the word 'fuck' around your mother?"

He laughed. He should have known she would notice that. Nothing got pass her. "I've met someone."

She stared at him and then smiled. "Tell me."

"Her name is Ava. She's... I don't know." He tried to think of how to describe her. How the hell would he do that.

His mom raised her eyebrows. "That special?"

"Yes. And she's got a kid. Grace, she's six and... really smart, loves bikes."

"So what does Ava do for a living?" She had a slight dislike in her tone and he was looking forward to her reaction to his answer.

"She works at a library, head of the Kids department."

Her eyes were wide open and then she started to laugh. "How on earth did you meet a librarian!"

"Got lucky." He could see why that was surprising to her.

He's mom took his hand with both hers. "Let's not talk about jail at all. Tell me all about them instead."

So he did. He told her everything about them. Every last detail, even the nasty ones. He didn't tell her how he killed Jonah, but he implied that he had and she nodded. They sat for hours, ate, had coffee and he was still talking about them.

"They seem very special. You're a lucky man."

"I know." He knew he was. Two perfect girls and they wanted him. "I'll take them here. So you can meet them."

"I'd like that." She smiled and he noticed that she was tired. He had been there for a longer time than usual and she wasn't well.

"I should go. You need some sleep." He kissed her cheek.

"Take care of them. And spend time with them while you can." She patted his cheek. "And bring them here before going inside, you hear me?"

"I hear you, mom."

He gave her final kiss before leaving and got on his bike. He knew he was lucky and he knew he should spend more time with them. It was just so much going on and he still couldn't tell her about it. She wasn't an Old Lady. Yet.

-o0o-

The next day Tara and Gemma was there again and they were going through the boxes that Clark had brought her. The clothes made them laugh their asses off.

"You used to wear this?" Gemma was holding up a golden bra.

"In my defense, I haven't seen most of this in six years!"

"Geez, with this on you would look like a crow eater and not the A kind. Golden bra!

"Shut up!"

She woke up in the late at night by Happy, pulling her closer. "It's nice to catch you in bed, that way I don't have to carry you into the bedroom."

"It's nice to not have to use a gun." She smiled and he kissed her.

"From behind." He whispered and she froze up.

Happy noticed her reaction. She had been up for a lot but from behind was obviously a problem, he had never asked before and he thought it was because of the scars. "You know you don't have to worry about them."

"It's not that, it's..." Sometimes he wanted to dig up that grave, piss on him and then throw him back in.

"Come on, babe." He pulled her up on her knees, turned her around and put her hands on the headboard of their new bed. "Keep your hands there, you can not move them, ok?"

"Ok."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "You trust me?" She just nodded. "Babe, out loud, you trust me?"

"Yes." She whispered.

He stroked her sides, the curve of he waist, up to the side of her breast and followed the edge of her perfect fucking tits. He could feel how she started to relax. He kept moving his hands all over her, kissing her neck and shoulder, tracing the latest scar on her shoulder with his tongue.

He moved his left hand to the inside of her thighs and kept the right one at he front, stroking her breast and stomach, kissing her neck, jaw and sucking her earlobe, she had begun to moan and tried to move his hand down with hers.

"Babe, I told you, keep your hands on the headboard." He smiled. Still just teasing her by stroking the inside of her thighs. She groaned but put her hands back, pushing her ass against him. She turned her head towards him and he kissed her, playing with her tongue and sucking her lips. He glanced towards her hands, her knuckles were white from gripping down hard.

He moved his right hand down her stomach and between her legs until he found her clit, she moaned out load, still kissing him. She was wet, soaking wet, he fucking loved doing this to her. It drove him insane and he was about to burst before he could sink into her, but he loved getting her relaxed when she was freaked out and then see how it changed and she got so turned on that she didn't know what to do. It didn't happen often anymore, but it still happened.

"Please, Happy." That was what he had been waiting for. The begging.

"You ready?" He just had to tease her.

"Yes, please." She was begging, her knuckles were white and she was rubbing her ass agains him in a way that was driving him insane. But he had enough sanity to tease her a little more.

"Sure?"

"Fucks sake Hap! Please!" He chuckled and pulled down his underwear, pushing her shoulders to get her to lean forward and when he put his cock at her entrance she groaned. He grabbed her hips and pushed. "Oh, God!" She almost screamed.

He held on to her hips, moving her over his dick after a while he leaned over and put his mouth to her ear. "You can let go of the headboard now."

She put one hand behind her on his ass, pulling him towards her and the other around his neck, kissing him. He slipped his hand down between her legs again and started rubbing her clit. He loved the fact that he didn't need a condom, he wanted to feel all of her and when he felt her pussy gripping him hard he thrusted harder till he felt the tingle and with a roar he released inside her.

He held both arms around her and she was holding the headboard again, panting. He pushed her hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck again. "You ok?"

Ava was still trying to catch her breath, but had to laugh at his question. Ok didn't really cover it. "Yes. Thank you."

"You're welcome." She turned around, they were both still on their knees in the bed and she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"I'd never pick you for such a patient man."

"Well, despite of what you told me, you're worth the trouble." He smiled and tried to find the pillows that were tossed all over the room. "And, I like it."

"Like what?"

"Unfreak you out."

"Well, there's probably other things that'll freak me out, it'll take some time until you finished with it."

"I have something I need to tell you." He said as he laid down, taking her with him and tucked her in on his arm.

"Ok?"

"We're going after Zoebell and the guys that hurt Gemma and Chibs."

"Ok." She hugged him closer.

"We're going into lockdown, tomorrow."

Into what? "What does that mean?"

"For a couple of days, all of our friends are living at the club house, that includes you and Grace. It's for your own safety."

She thought about it for a few seconds, and concluded that their was no way out of it even she wanted. "Ok."

"Ok? Not going to protest?" He was teasing her.

"No."

"Not even a 'fuck you' for me?" He turned around and was on top of her looking into her eyes.

"I can say it if you want to."

"I'm just surprised. You usually don't like it when I order you around."

"Just don't want you to think you can get away with it. I know when it's important to do what you say and when you're just trying to boss me around."

"Like earlier?" He said with a naughty smile.

"That's different?"

"How?"

"That's you trying to make me get over fears I shouldn't have, not you trying to show me who's boss." She took his face in her hands. "And I need that."

"Sure do." He got back next to her. "I'll wake you up tomorrow and help you pack."

"I need to go to work."

"It's a public place. I'll have someone taking you there and picking you up. Just stay in the library and you'll be fine."

"I'm guessing I can wear pantyhose the next couple of days." She kissed his chest.

"Yeah. No fucking at work for a couple of days."

"Darn! And Grace in our bed."

"Good thing I fucked you properly just now."

"Properly?" She asked with a surprised voice and he glared at her and gave her a kiss.

"You weren't complaining a couple of minutes ago." He mumbled.

"I didn't know that was the last I'd get for a while."

"If you tell me you love me I'll wake you up half an hour earlier and fuck you again." He laughed.

"That's extortion, Happy." She bit him.

"It's both of us getting what we want." He said and pulled her up to his face. "But you can beg if you want. I'm ok with that as well."

"Nope." She wasn't giving in.

He got up on her again. "No nookie in days. Sure you can handle that you little horny bitch." He moved down and took her nipple in his mouth.

"You're cheating."

"I've never played fair. I play to win." He moved his hand to her behind and squeezed. "You either say it or beg. Either way I'll set the alarm half an hour earlier."

"If I say it, promise I won't have to beg tomorrow."

"Promise. When you wake up I'll already be between you legs." That was something to look forward to. She pulled him up and kissed him.

"I love you." She meant it. And she really liked to tell him but she saved it for these moments. He leaned down again and kissed her neck while circling her nipple with his thumb.

"Again." He whispered and she put her arms around him.

"I love you, Happy." She laughed. "You're kind of horrible for extorting me to say it. But I really do love you. Very much."

He laughed as well. "Three times. That means three orgasms."

"Sounds fair." She said while pushing him down next to her. "I love you."

"Greedy bitch. I'm not giving you orgasms for it when you don't mean it and just say it to get more from me."

"Sounds fair as well." She mumbled against his chest and scooped closer. "Hold me."

"Give me a sec." He leaned over the edge of the bed. "There, even gave you forty-five minutes."

"Thank you." She mumbled when he put his arms around her.

"You're a horny little bitch but I really like it."

"You better. You turned me into this. I had been without for more than six years and was quite fine with it."

He chuckled and kissed the top of her head.

-o0o-

She had packed down things she needed and Grace had packed things she probably didn't need, but she let her do it herself. She went through the backpack quickly and took out the completely insane things, like stickers.

Happy gave her his bag. "Can you take this in the car?" She took the bag. "Drive directly to the clubhouse, no stopping, no nothing. Ok?"

"Ok." she gave him a kiss.

Happy went ahead of them and she put Grace in the car.

"Are we going to live at the club house again?" Grace asked once they were on their way.

"Just for a couple of days."

"It's ok, I like that."

"There's going to be lots of people there Grace, probably lots of kids as well."

"Ok." Grace was looking out of the window. "Is this because of dad?"

"No honey, this has nothing to do with dad, at all! I promise."

Grace turned and looked at her. "Are we safe? He knows where we live."

Ava had been expecting these questions a lot earlier but she needed to address them now, the second she asked. She pulled to the side of the road and crawled over to the back seat and caressed Grace's face.

"Honey, we are safe, I promise and we are going to stay here."

"For how long?"

"I don't know sweetie, but for now, ok?"

"Ok." She looked up at her, her big blue eyes. "I like it here, my teacher is nice. And I like the garage and Bobby and Tig and Piney and, all of them. They're nice."

"I know you like them and we'll be safe."

"Who came for you, when dad came? Happy said they were sending someone for you."

"It was Piney, Chibs and Opie." She didn't know why Grace wanted to know, but she was ok with telling her that. She wasn't sure how to answer the other questions that might come. About why they were safe.

"I like the new apartment too. I love the painting in my room. It is very nice."

"It is."

Grace was quiet for a while, just looking out the window again. Ava knew that face, she was thinking about something, something that was bothering her.

"You know that we are safe, Grace. That you don't have anything to worry about."

"Ok." That wasn't it. Grace didn't believe her but that wasn't what was bothering her at the moment. It was something else.

"Honey, what's bothering you?"

"Will Happy stay with us?"

"I think so, for now at least." How do you explain the complications of a relationship to a six year old? That even thought you feel like you'd be with a man forever it might end the next month. This to a six year old who has seen her own dad beat up her mom. "I love you baby girl and no matter what, it will always be the two of us, you and me."

"I know mom, I love you too." She said. "I like Happy too, I want him to stay with us."

Shit shit shit. She had been afraid of this. She had fucked up again. "I know, baby girl. I want him to stay with us as well." She would have to deal with Happy going to jail as well. How the the hell would she do that?

There was a knock on the window and Ava jumped, when she turned she saw Half-Sack. She got out from the back seat and saw that he was on the phone.

"Found 'em! They were sitting in the backseat on the side of the road." He was silent for a few seconds. "I don't know, they look ok." Silence and then he gave Ava the phone. "He want's to talk to you."

She didn't need to ask who 'he' was.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He was pissed. Very pissed.

"We had a... situation and I needed to talk to Grace, we're ok now and on our way."

"Do you have any fucking idea how worried I got?"

"I'm sorry, it was important."

"How fucking important can it be?"

"She asked if this was because of her dad and why we weren't moving away now that he knew were we lived. Important enough for you?" She said and than just hung up the phone and handed it to Half-Sack.

"Oohhhh, he's going to be so pissed now." Half-sack muttered to himself and stared at the phone in pure fear when it rang again. Ava just got into the car and drove off.

She went through the gates and was met by an unusually black eyed Happy. She got out of the car and walked over to the other side to let out Grace, picked her luggage and walked towards his dorm. She heard him tell Grace where she could find Kenny and Piper.

His door was locked and she hit it with her palm, turned around and saw him walking towards her, still looking pissed as hell. He unlocked the door and opened it for her, she walked inside and heard him slamming it and locking it.

"Are you out of you fucking mind?" He yelled the second the door was locked.

"It was important! I needed to talk to her?" There were moments in her life when she wished she could yell properly. Like when some cocky bastard was yelling at her.

"I almost freaked out when you didn't show up."

"I was there for ten minutes, probably less!"

"I told you to come straight here."

"Are you even listening to me? I needed to talk to her about it. She asked why we're not moving, she's worried, she thought all his was for Jonah. She needed to know that we're safe."

Happy rubbed his head the way he did when he was thinking and looked up at her. "What did you say?" He was calmer.

"That we're staying for now, that we're safe." She looked at him, she would probably regret this. "She asked about you."

"What did she ask?"

"If you were going to stay with us." She needed to know too. Not just for her, she had let him become a huge part of Grace's life, really fast, which probably wasn't very smart of her. That's how she fucked up this time. It had all happened so fast, he stuck around and she let him. She wanted him to. She wanted him to stay with them.

"What did you say?" That pissed her off, he always did that, never answered any questions and made sure she exposed herself first. Found out what her intentions was before revealing his own. Constantly putting her on the spot. Well, he wasn't getting it this time, she wasn't going to give him this. She pushed her way past him and walked towards the door.

He caught up with her and slammed the door shut, leaning towards it with one hand. "What did you say?" Asshole!

"For now." She tried to push him away from the door but he was a big guy, he hardy budged.

"Why did you say that?"

"Because I don't know, what the fuck did you expect me to answer?"

He grabbed her by the shoulders again an pushed her with her back against the door and looked her straight into the eyes. There was a knock on the door. "We're gathering in the bar, get you asses out there." She pushed him away and was out the door seconds later.

It wasn't until she was on her way that she realized that she hadn't been scared, not for a second.

-o0o-

He wondered how bad he had fucked up, if he had scared her. He just wanted to know what she had said to Grace, he needed to know if she wanted him around, because he wasn't going anywhere. But he wasn't stupid, a women with a history like hers wasn't a woman that you said 'you're mine' to. Even if that was what he thought.

In the middle of their fight he figured out why it was hard to be angry with her. It was because she never screamed or yelled. She kept talking in a low voice and it was strange to yell at someone who kept talking in a normal voice. It was disarming.

Tig whistled and Clay started to talk

Juice came towards him with a big smile, gave him a hug and said. "Another fight?"

He pushed him gently in the back but smiled, he liked Juice. He saw Ava next to Lyla and was slightly surprised. They seemed a very unlikely match. Something he also noted was the Crow Eaters, eying her. More importantly, he noticed some of the guys from the other charters eyeing her. He needed to take care of that and make sure that they stayed the fuck away from her.

When Clay's speech was over he went to find her but she wasn't in the couch anymore. He found her next to Gemma and Tara

"Can I talk to you?" She turned around and looked at him, she looked pissed rather than scared. "Just a few minutes." She nodded.

They walked to the room and he closed the door.

"Look, I'm sorry if I scared you."

"You didn't." Well, that was.. good, he assumed. Most people would have been scared shitless. Maybe he was loosing it.

"Ok."

She came up right in front of him and put her hands on his chest, leaning against him. "Hey, you're the one who keep telling me you wouldn't hurt me and that I need to trust you. So I guess I do."

He meant it, but he knew he came out as unsettling to others and he had been really fucking pissed at her. He put his arms around her and his forehead against hers. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Ok." She smiled and kissed him. "I like to hear that."

"I need to go, we've got shit to do. And the next time you pull your car over, you need to call me!" She let go of him and took a few steppes back before they walked outside, she was ahead of him in the hallway. This 'no touching in the clubhouse' was automatic for her by now. He wasn't sure if he liked it.

"I'll consider it." She said with a glare when they came outside, knowing he wouldn't give her a lesson among the others. Stubborn bitch! He pinched her ass as he walked by.

He found Kozik who pointed towards the Chapel, "Church!" Happy walked ahead of him. They stood a few seconds, waiting for the others when Ava walked by.

"She looks like new pussy. I'm gonna get me a piece of that later." Happy snapped his head towards him and just stared it him, he backed up. "What? Shit! Is she yours?"

"Yes."

"Fuck, Hap, sorry man, I had no idea."

Nope, he hadn't lost it. He turned around again and saw Ava walking through the bar and there was more than one guy turning to look at her. He hadn't expected that. He knew why, he usually did the same thing. She was new, fresh meat. It was obvious since she didn't have the clothes most Crow Eaters started to use sooner or later. He needed to make it very clear that she was off the table and not to be touched. Even if she was a friend of the club and they found out, it was still ok to hit on her and he didn't even want anyone to look at her in the wrong way.