Decided to put up the rest tonight. I love waking up to reviews lol. This one is long, but if I don't put it up i'm going to keep re-writing it and not focus on other stuff. I think I am just as obsessed with this story as some of you guys are lol. Hope you guys didn't hate me too much from the last chapter. I'm horrible at leaving cliff hangers so here you guys go!

Alvarez drove me up to Oakland, and I was surprised to see that he took me directly to his house. It was small, but cute. There was a high fence up around it just like all the rest of the houses in the neighborhood. There was a ton of bikes in his driveway and I could see them all sitting in the garage.

"You good?"

"Yeah. I'm okay."

"You eaten lately?"

"No, actually. I don't think I've had anything to eat today."

"Let's get you inside."

I nodded and went to pick up my bags but a younger guy with short hair grabbed them and smiled at me. He motioned for me to walk ahead of him so I turned to go inside. Alvarez was holding the door open for me. I wrapped my arms around my torso, feeling cold from the ride up.

"It's warm in here. Should have put a jacket on you before we left."

"I'll be okay."

He turned to a woman in the house but I was too tired to focus on what they were saying. She got up and started cooking.

"Oh, you don't need that. Something that's already made is okay."

"No. You need to eat some good food. Will warm you up."

The woman was older and beautiful. I could see a resemblance between Alvarez and her very quickly.

"This is my mother. Asked her to come over to make sure you're okay. She's a midwife."

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Alvarez sighed and sat down on the couch. He motioned for me to sit down next to him.

"We all live a really hard life. We choose it. We choose to put this patch on. People like kids and old ladies they don't. They choose to love someone and get caught up in all of this shit. I know the Sons believe it's all a choice, but we don't here."

"So you just keep your women at bay?"

"We take care of family. When all this cartel shit went south, I sent my wife and daughter away. They changed their names and I'll never hear from them again."

"The Sons would never do that."

"They aren't wrong for doing it their way. We just do things differently."

I nodded and looked up at the woman as she set a plate of hot food on my lap. She smiled at me, motioning for Alvarez to leave. He got up and let her sit down.

"I'll be out in the garage. Come on out if you can't sleep. I'll introduce you to the guys."

"Thank you, Alvarez."

"Call me Marcus."

I nodded and took a bite of the food in front of me. I had no idea what it was, but it was warm and it tasted fantastic. I shoveled some into my mouth and looked over at Marcus' mother.

"I'm sorry. I'm eating like a pig."

"No, sweetheart, you're fine. Marcus says you called him for help. You're part of the Sons?"

"I'm the president's daughter."

"Who's the father of the one in you?"

"One of the guys. We were together but he freaked out when he found out."

"How far along?"

"I don't know. I think about six weeks."

"I have equipment in my house. I'll take you there tomorrow and we can see what's going on. You thought about what you want to do?"

"I have no idea. I was hoping that my family.."

I stopped knowing that I was going to start crying. I had spent my whole life wanting a family and now it was gone. I was either going to be a single mother or a single woman on the run.

"Whatever you decide, mama, I'll help you."

"I'm sorry. I just never expected to be so alone."

"I don't know you, but I can see you're strong. My son knows who he can trust, and him bringing you here speaks volumes. Now eat. Eat until you can't eat anymore. Drink this too. Helps with nausea."

She pushed forward a cup of tea and I took a sip from it. My churning stomach instantly calmed down and I sighed. I looked over to see her smiling at me. She pat my leg and walked over to get a blanket. She draped it across my shoulders and brushed my hair back. She reminded me of Gemma. She seemed much nicer, but I also wasn't family to her.

"You need anything else?"

"No. This is already more than enough."

"You tired?"

"I am absolutely wired still. I know it's late but I doubt I will sleep tonight."

"The guys will be up most of the night. Marcus had me set up his bed for you. It's right across from the bathroom."

"I can sleep on the couch. I don't want to put him out."

"Nonsense. He won't have it. You need your sleep."

"Okay. I don't know how I can ever repay-"

"Hush child. You don't owe us anything."

"What can I call you?"

"My name is Selene. If you need anything let me know okay?"

"Yeah. Thank you."

"I'll see you in the morning. I'm an old woman. I need some sleep. I'll come by and get you so we can check you out."

I nodded as she walked out the door. I finished eating and rinsed my plate of. I noticed the dishes on the counter and decided to do them too. I heard the door open and turned to see Marcus walking in.

"I didn't bring you to do my dishes."

"I know. Figured I could at least do this to help you."

"Most of the guys left already."

"Yeah I know it's getting late."

"Selene set you up in the bedroom?"

"Yea she said you demanded I sleep in there."

"Yes. I did."

I dried my hands off and pulled my sleeves back down. I realized I was still wearing his hoodie. I slipped it off and hung it over the chair.

"Warm?"

"Just realized I had your hoodie. That's all."

"It was my sons. You can have it."

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose."

"Keep it. Come sit down and talk to me."

We had been talking for hours by the time I got tired. I could tell he was exhausted, but he continued to listen to my stories. I told him about how Jax and Happy found me. I even told him about how I killed Adam. He was concerned about Clay handing me the gun and had the same suspicions that Tara did about wanting to trap me.

We talked about my whole past, including how I ended up on his couch. I told him how Happy reacted and I could tell he was pissed. He didn't seem to show emotions very often, but he was a whole different man in the confines of his house.

He told me about his son, Esai. He had sacrificed him to create peace between the Sons and Mayans. He seemed so sad when he spoke of his son, but made it clear that it was business. Esai had chosen to be a part of the club and that means he was willing to do anything to ensure its survival. He then told me Happy was the one who killed him.

"Is that why you're helping me? To get back at Happy?"

"No. If I wanted to get back at him I would have killed him. I don't kill women."

"The Sons say the same thing, but I know of a few who have."

"No one here will hurt you. Or your child if you decide to keep it."

"I hope I don't sound unappreciative. I just don't understand why you reached out to me. I mean you could have been asking me club secrets for payment of helping me. So far you've done nothing but help me and demanded nothing in return."

"Me and the cartel are close. Always have been. None of us trust Clay. I was around when JT died."

"You mean when Clay killed him."

He looked at me and nodded slowly.

"You know more than you should."

"I know. I mean I knew before hand, but now I really know. I read a bunch of letters from JT's side piece in Ireland. He suspected Clay and my mom the whole time. Clay tried controlling me when I got here too."

"I really think him having you kill your ex was to keep you in line."

"I don't know."

"Might want to make sure whatever gun he had you use is cleaned."

"Not like I'm there anyway."

"Alright. Worry about it later. Why don't you get some sleep?"

"I am actually pretty tired."

"Go ahead, mama. I'll see you in the morning."

I walked down into the bedroom and curled up in the bed, not worrying about changing. The blanket was warm and smelled like it was freshly washed. I closed my eyes not wanting to think anymore.

I woke up the smell of food throughout the house. I looked over and saw a pill on the table with a note saying it was for nausea. I put it in my mouth and let it dissolve. The smell of food went from nauseating to smelling great within a few minutes. I woke up and saw my bags sitting next to the door. I smiled at how kind the Mayans had been to me so far. I walked over to the bag and pulled out a pair of jeans and a ripped up t-shirt. Right underneath was Happys Sons hoodie. I held it up and frowned at it before I tossed it back in the bag. I opened the door to see a fresh towel folded by the bathroom door with a note telling me to use whatever I needed.

The hot water in the shower felt fantastic. I had slept hard the night before and all my muscles felt stiff. There was a brand-new bottle of shampoo and conditioner on the counter. It wasn't what I normally used, but it was close. I got out the shower and dressed quickly. I didn't want to monopolize the bathroom completely. I heard a knock on the door just as I was finishing up.

"I'll be right out."

"Food is ready, mama."

Marcus was standing at the door when I opened it. He smiled at me and took the towel out of my hand.

"Sleep okay?"

"Yeah, actually I did. Little sore this morning though."

"Stress will do that. Some days I feel dead when I wake up."

I laughed lightly and followed him to the living room. I saw that the whole place was full of Mayans.

"You didn't say that the girl was he prez's daughter." One of the guys said to Marcus.

"Yeah. She is. And she is welcome in this house. I expect you all to treat her like you treat my mother."

I felt my face flush. I was uncomfortable with the fact that the guys knew who I was just by looking at me. I also was uncomfortable with how they all were staring.

"Come here, sweet child. Eat. Make sure you drink plenty and don't go to the bathroom. Need to do an ultrasound as soon as we're done." Selene ordered.

I nodded and took the plate of food from her. It was practically overflowing with how much she had piled on it. It smelled fantastic. It had been a while since I had a hot meal for breakfast. I noticed that the younger guy who carried my bags in was looking at me.

"Hey, thanks for carrying my stuff in last night."

"No problem, chica. You looked tired."

"I was. My name is Savannah, by the way."

"Hernando."

"Ah you met Hernando? He's one of my best guys." Alvarez smiled.

"Ya, she thanked me for carrying her bags. Didn't know white girls were all so nice."

I laughed and almost choked on my food.

"You do know who my mother is right?"

Hernando looked at Marcus and shook his head.

"Prez's old lady."

"Oh. I heard she's a piece of work."

"Basically."

"Savannah, Hernando here is going to be shadowing you. Jax and Clay have already been calling for me to keep an eye out for you. I want someone on you at all times."

"Okay. I'm used to having a prospect with me. So having a patched member isn't that crazy."

"You're the prez's daughter and they only put a prospect with you? That's like handing you a puppy and saying it can protect you."

I giggled at Hernando. I had always thought of Rat and Phil as rather large puppies. They never meant any harm, they just seems so insecure around the other guys. I finished my food quickly and went to wash the dish, but a Mayan prospect quickly took it out of my hands.

"Ready to go, chica?"

I nodded at Hernando and followed him out. Selene had head out early to get the equipment set up. The ride only took us about five minutes to make. We got to the house and I started dancing around, realizing I really had to pee. Hernando laughed at me and walked me inside into a back room that was set up like a doctors office.

"Little mama has to pee, Selene. I'm gonna wait in the living room."

"Alright, don't eat all the cookies."

"I'll try!"

Selene handed me a gown and told me to change. I glanced at her for a second, but when I realized she wasn't going to leave the room I just changed quickly. When I was done she pat the table and I sat down.

"You think you're six weeks?"

"Yeah."

"Alright. I'm going to do the one that goes inside. It will be uncomfortable, but it is how it works best this early."

"Okay."

She clicked the machine on and inserted the wand. I made a face which made her laugh. It was cold. She turned the screen so we both could see it.

"See the oval?"

"Yeah."

"See the little dot inside of the oval?"

"Yeah."

"That's the baby. You're measuring at six weeks and three days."

I looked at the dot and blinked a few times. All of this trouble of a tiny little dot. She pressed a button and beeping filled the room. I looked at her and she smiled.

"That's the heartbeat. Can't always hear it this early, but it's strong."

I looked back at the screen and couldn't believe it. That little dot now turned into a dot with a heartbeat. I put my hand on my stomach and looked down. I was hoping seeing that it was real would help me decide what to do. It just made me feel even more confused.

"I'll print some pictures out. I know it isn't much but it's something."

She let me get cleaned up and handed me the pictures. I held them in my hand and felt numb. Happy should be standing next to me with a smile on his face. That's what I wanted isn't it? I frowned even deeper realizing I had no idea what I wanted.

"Go on out and sit with Hernando. I'll be out in a bit and we can talk okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

I walked out and sat on the couch next to the Mayan. He had a plate of cookies on his lap while he laughed at the tv. He handed me a cookie without even looking.

"Everything good, chica?"

"I don't know."

I gently bit the cookie while he turned the tv off.

"What's up?"

I handed him the pictures and pulled my knees to my chest.

"That dot the baby?"

"Yeah."

"Huh. Tiny thing."

"Yeah I guess."

"What you gonna do?"

"I have absolutely no idea."

"Father know?"

"Yeah."

"Gonna send him a picture?"

"He's the reason you guys picked me up last night. He doesn't want a damn thing to do with me or a kid."

"Ah. Shit. I'm sorry preciosa."

I hugged my arms around my legs and rest my head on my knees. I wanted nothing more than to call my mother and talk to her, but I knew she would demand I came home. I couldn't go back though. Even if I wanted to I knew I couldn't face Happy. In all reality, I was in just as much danger here as I was with the Sons.

"I noticed you picked up on some Spanish I spoke."

"Yeah. I took it in college. I don't speak it very well but if I'm focusing I can understand most of it"

"College huh?"

"Yeah. Planned on going to medical school in some form but it never panned out."

"Why not go now?"

"I had myself set up for classes through St Thomas. They gave me a job and were paying for my classes."

"Damn, that's a sweet gig chica."

"Yeah. Too bad it pretty much went out the window."

"You really can't go back?"

"I can. I just know it isn't safe."

I could tell he wanted to pry more, but his questions were starting to dance a dangerous line. As much as I would love to tell everything to everyone, I just couldn't. I was still loyal to the Sons, even if I was running away from them. I saw Selene walk out and Hernando stepped outside after patting my leg.

"Alright, Savannah. Time to talk about options. You don't need to decide anything today. You're still early enough that no matter what you decide it will be okay."

I nodded and shifted so I was sitting cross legged on the couch.

"If you decide to terminate I can do it here. Marcus made it clear you can stay at his house and you will be protected. If you decide to keep it, same goes. He isn't going to push you out on your ass. He will keep you safe from whatever threat is out there."

I nodded and played with the frayed end of my jeans. As much as I wanted to say it wouldn't make a bit of difference, know I had somewhere to stay that was safe for me was a huge deal. I knew no matter what I did I could go back to the Sons, but I couldn't guarantee that Clay wouldn't try to kill me.

"Let Hernando take you back over. Think for a while. If you need to talk to someone, let me know."

"Thank you, Selene."

I got up and went outside, seeing that Hernando was already on his bike. He smiled at me and started the bike. I laughed knowing that he had been listening in the whole time. The great part of it was he wasn't trying to hide it. There didn't seem to be the sense of secrecy with the Mayans like there was with the Sons.

I had been sitting under a tree in the back yard reading for hours. I was relieved to remember that I had grabbed a bunch of books when I took off. Reading helped me focus in a weird way. It let me escape reality long enough to relax and that helped me think once I put the book down. At that moment, I was more than happy to be reading about drama in other people's lives.

"Hey, mama."

I smiled up at Marcus as he sat down next to me. It was always funny to see big tough bikers doing normal stuff. I always figured I'd get used to it, but watching the Mayans just made it even more amusing.

"Hey, Marcus. Hope it's okay I'm over here reading."

"Of course. I told you to make yourself comfortable. I just hope you aren't out here because you feel out of place."

"You mean in a house full of bikers? I've never felt more at home."

He laughed at me as I smiled. I was sure that most women would be very uncomfortable. I knew about the wars between the Mayans and Sons. I knew that at one point if I had shown up on their doorstep no one would have found the body.

"I just got a call from Jax. Tara got hurt."

"What? Is she okay? What happened?"

"Her and Jax were heading up to Washington with the boys. Van pulled up and grabbed her while he was away."

"Lobos?"

"That's what they're saying. I talked to Galindo though. Clay ordered a hit on Tara. And you."

I pulled my phone out and saw fifteen missed calls and twenty different messages. I had turned off the gps on it and made it so Juice couldn't track it. He had shown me how to before and I was glad. It made calls harder to make but it was worth it if no one could find me.

"That's why he hasn't called. He thinks the hit went through."

"Who has tried calling?"

"Mom, Opie, Jax, Tig and Chibs."

"No Tara?"

"She's knows I left. I'm actually surprised Kozic didn't call more."

"Which one is Kozic? Blonde?"

"Yeah. Him and Tig were the two that kept me sane when everyone was in jail."

"Oh shit. Savannah, Kozic got killed when they were trying to take out the Lobos. Jax has it in his head that's who went after Tara."

I could hear what he was saying but it didn't make sense. There was no way Kozic was gone. He had been such a staple in my life since I showed up in Charming.

"Are you sure? I mean, are you sure it was him?"

"He stepped on a land mine. Lobos had them set up everywhere."

I felt the tears sting my eyes as I set my book down. If anything, this made me even more furious at Clay. Kozic had been through so much in his life, just to be blown up by a cartel. The guy had been a junky for most of his young life, then kicked it just to join the Marine Corp. He survived all his deployments and being shot at just to be taken down by Clay. I thought about trying to hide my tears from Marcus, but I just didn't care anymore.

"I'm so sorry, Savannah. I had no idea you were close to him."

"Clay would kill everyone if given the chance. I hate him."

It took me longer than normal to say what I wanted to, as I tried to work them through my sobs. I pulled my knees to my chest and tried more than anything to just breathe. I cried for Kozic. I would never see his goofy smile again. I would never see him push his hair to the side and smile as I picked on him. I would never see him and Tig argue and fight as they tried to bet on who was better. I would never try to make them stop arguing and fist fighting. I would give my life to see the two of them happy again trying to best each other at pool. I closed my eyes and tried to remember everything about him, but my grief was playing tricks on me. My heart felt like it was breaking into pieces.

"I didn't even say goodbye to him. I just left. He died thinking I was dead."

"I wish there was some way I could ease your pain. He died for the club he loved. He died hoping to revenge you."

"He died because Clay is greedy."

"Come inside, Savannah."

He helped me up and I felt another set of hands on me. I looked up from the ground and through my tears I could see Hernando helping me. I wanted to smile at him and tell him everything was okay, but it wasn't. Clay had taken so much from me. He had killed so many people. My world was falling apart and there was nothing I could do about it.

My mind flashed to Happy. If there was anyone in the world that was his best friend, it would be Kozic. They both came to Charming together. Kozic knew Happy better than anyone, even me I thought. Happy talked to him and they had been together a lot lately. Clay sent them on runs together. My heart ached thinking he thought I was dead too. Then my mind flashed to him with the crow-eaters and the pain got worse. I curled up in bed letting sleep take my mind over. I couldn't deal with anything else.

I woke up in my bed to my phone vibrating. I looked down to see five more missed calls from Opie. I hesitated, not knowing if I could trust him calling. When his call came through again, I answered.

"Opie?"

"Jesus Christ, Savannah you're alive."

"I can explain."

"Piney is dead."

"What? What did you say?"

"I went up to the cabin to get him for Kozic's service. Clay shot him."

It was hard to hear what he was saying through the sobs.

"Opie, I don't even know what to say. How do you know it was him?"

"Unser followed me up. Gemma knew. Wanted him to cover it up and make it look like Lobos."

"Lobos didn't kill him. Lobos didn't go after Tara either."

"Where are you? I want to see you."

I looked up at the door and saw Marcus standing there.

"Hold on Ope, ill call you right back."

I hung up and looked at Marcus. He walked in and sat on my bed.

"You answered for him."

"It's Ope. I trust him."

"I thought he hit you?"

"Yeah. He did. I trust him though. Marcus, Clay killed Piney."

"The old man? Wasn't he a founder?"

"Yeah. Clay and him have been butting heads. He knows a lot about what happened to JT."

"If you think you can trust Opie, he is welcome here. Tell him to cover his colors. I'm not gonna have time to warn everyone."

I dialed Opie quickly.

"Yeah?"

"You know where Alvarez lives right?"

"In Oakland? Why are you with Alvarez?"

"I'll explain everything as soon as you get here. You okay to ride?"

"I'll be there in an hour."

I was up and pacing waiting for Opie to get there. Marcus had called a few guys to pull more security. I felt horrible that he was doing so much for me, just to bring more danger to his people.

"Savannah, you're going to walk a rut into my floor."

"I'm sorry Marcus. I'm putting you right in the middle of all of this. I'll pack my bags and leave with Opie."

"Absolutely not."

"You're saying I can't leave?"

"You can leave if you want. You aren't causing me any issues and you're not held captive. You aren't the first Son to show up looking for help."

"I'm not a Son. I'm not even an old lady."

"You have the heart of a Son. Can't deny that."

I chewed on my lip not knowing what to say. Most people would scoff at being compared to the Sons, but they were my family. I went to answer him but I heard a bike roll up. I popped up off the couch and Alvarez motioned for me not to move. He walked to the window with his gun in his hand. He peeked out the window and nodded towards me. I heard the bike stop and I ran out the door to see Opie.

"Savannah."

I ran into his arms and he held me close. I couldn't help but cry. I felt stupid. Piney wasn't my dad.

"I thought you were dead."

"I know. I'm so sorry. I didn't know who I could tell."

"I get it."

He looked at Marcus and nodded. He seemed unsure and I could tell his arms around me were more protective at that point.

"He been helping you?"

"Yeah. Marcus came and picked me up. I needed to get out of there."

"Marcus? First name basis with the Mayans."

"I've been here for a few days, Opie."

"It's time to fill me in."

I turned and saw Hernando standing next to Marcus. He smiled at me and walked up. I felt Opie stiffen but I pulled out of his arms.

"You can use the house. Marcus and I have to head out anyway. Check on the warehouses."

"Thank you, Hernando."

He pulled my phone out of my hand and programmed my number into it.

"You call me if you need anything. Something tells me you're in good hands though."

I leaned into Opie and nodded my head. I grabbed his hand and walked him towards the house. I could feel how uncomfortable he was at this house, but it was the only way I knew how to stay safe and tell him what's going on.

"So, what you're telling me is Clay put a hit out on you and Tara and killed my old man because he made it seem like he knew about letters from Belfast?"

"Basically."

"What I don't understand is why you ran? Why didn't you tell us what was going on?"

I handed him the ultrasound pictures off the table. He looked at them and nodded.

"I knew you were pregnant. We talked about this."

"Happy, he uh didn't take it very well."

"I kind of figured. He was way too interested in those croweaters until you left."

"Until I left?"

"As soon as you ran out the door he pushed them off him. Stormed off into his dorm. Barely talking."

"He barely talks anyway."

"Savannah. He's a mess. Everyone thinks you're dead."

"That's how it needs to be right now. Look at what has happened. Tara almost got taken. I almost got taken! Piney is dead. Kozic is dead."

My voice hitched as I stopped a sob from coming out. I wasn't sure if it had to do with hormones or what, but I only stopped crying about Kozic when I fell asleep. Hernando had tried to keep me busy enough to not think about it, but it didn't work.

"You know about Kozic."

"Yeah. Marcus told me."

"It is really freaking me out that you call him by his first name. What's up with his other guy too?"

"Hernando? He's been my body guard."

"How did this even happen?"

"I called him when Happy freaked out. He accused me of fucking around. Said I've been at the clubhouse too much for him to think it's his kid. Told me to never come back."

"So, you called Alvarez."

"Yeah. He knew Clay wasn't safe. I don't know who is safe anymore. Everyone I thought that would be there for me hasn't."

"Why me? Why answer for me? Everyone has been calling you. You chose to answer for me of all people."

"Ope, you hit me. You did something I sat there and promised myself I would never let anyone do again. I swore on my life no one would ever get away with that."

"I really am sorry."

"And I know that. You helped me Ope. You helped me learn I can't live in absolutes. I need to forgive when people deserve forgiveness."

"I think Jax knew what was going on."

"You really think he would let Clay kill your old man?"

"He isn't who I thought he was."

"No one is."

"So you haven't talked to anyone at all?"

"Just you."

"So you have no idea what's been going on?"

"I know Tara was hurt. I know Kozic is dead. I now know Piney.."

"Clay beat the shit out of Gemma."

"What?"

"They got into it about my old man. She got in a few good licks but she looks rough. Idk what to do."

I grabbed the sides of his face gently and made him look at me.

"Get mad. Give them hell, Ope. Don't let them get away with this shit. They killed Donna and now they killed your dad. Fuck them. Fuck them for hurting you. Fuck them for killing Kozic and Piney."

"Come back with me, Savannah. Help me take care of Piney. I'll keep you hidden. I'll keep you safe."

I hesitated. Opie wanted blood and I didn't think I had it in my heart to stop him. I don't think if given the chance, I could warn Clay that he needed to run. He ripped everything away from me. Everyone I held dear in my life, he hurt.

"I can't face Happy."

"Savannah, he thinks you're dead. It's eating at him. Even if he doesn't want the kid, he wants you. Clay put that shit into his head about you being at the clubhouse too much. I don't know if he meant to, but I could tell it bothered Hap."

"I'll go with you if you keep me away from everyone else. I'm not ready to let them know I'm alive."

"Alright. Let's go."

Wanted to put this at the end so I didn't ruin anything.. I hated how they barely even flinched when Kozic died. I loved that blonde man and they all just kind oh "meh" about it. I mean Juice cried.. but i'm pretty sure it was just to get Chibs to back off cause of him being shady. So. I had to made Savannah more broken hearted about it. After all.. Koz and her were close.