Happy stalked into the home he shared with Dasha and their son Gunnar. His fists clenching and unclenching as he tried his best to stay calm. The club was going on lockdown, again. He was there to take the two most important people in his life to safety. He dropped everything he was doing at the club just to make sure he was the one who delivered the lockdown news to Dasha. He moved into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around her waist, not caring that she was in the middle of dying her hair. "Lockdown." He mumbled and shrugged his large shoulders.

"What the fuck Hap?! I'm in the middle of dying my hair!" Dasha wiggled free of his grip and looked at him. "Can't you give me like ten minutes?"

He shook his head, keeping a hand on her lower back as he walked them to their bedroom. "Get what you need for a few days. I'll do the same for Gun, you can finish your hair up at the clubhouse. Don't fight me on this shit. I have to get you two there and then go back to helping Jax with some Mayans problems."

She nodded and moved to the closet. She knew the drill, duffel, clothes and a few days holed up in the clubhouse. "I'm not gonna fight you on it… Make sure you grab his pack n play babe. The one with the attachments on top." She looked back at him as she tossed clothes into her bag, making sure she grabbed clothes for Happy too. She knew if he was going to battle he was bound to come home soaked in someone else's blood. "How bad is it?"

Happy paused as she cradled his son to his chest, his dark eyes on Dasha before sighing. "It's bad but it could be worse… Not the first time we've gone to war with the Mayans but this is the first time we have so much at stake. Don't wanna see anything worse happen to Esai but Marcus is set on some type of retaliation because another charter ambushed one of his charters." He shook his head and looked down at Gunnar who was trying his hardest to look around and see what was going on. "He's a nosy little fucker… You almost done? I'm going to grab the rest of his shit. We'll load it into the truck. It's safer than your car."

Dasha zipped up her duffel and stood up. "I don't want anything bad happening to him either but Happy, promise me if it comes down to you or him… You'll find a way to come home to me and your son."

He nodded and moved towards the blonde, pulling her into a hug. "You know I'll always come home to the two of you… You two are my life." He kissed her before pulling away. "Now get what you need… Your hair dye can come with you too."

She shrugged and grabbed his hand. "I love you Happy."

"I love you too Dasha." Happy smiled at her. "Now, move your ass and let's get out of here."

SOA

Happy walked his family into the clubhouse, his dark eyes continuously scanning the growing crowd of friends and family of the club. "You'll be in my old room." He looked at Dasha. "You remember where it is right?"

"Yeah, I do." She nodded as they weaved through the crowd. "Damn… How long have I been away from the club? There's so many more people then there was the last time I was here." She shook her head and frowned. "Families of the visiting charters?"

He nodded as he pushed her towards the dorm rooms and into his old room. "Still clean… I don't think anyone uses it really." He dropped Gunnar's bags on the bed as he set the carrier on the floor. "He slept through that loudness… He's lazy as fuck."

Dasha smirked. "You should be glad he can sleep through that… You know how much trouble we'd have if he cried at every loud sound? I wanna finish getting this blue out of my hair… It's been like a week but I don't even care. It has to go. I want rose gold hair."

Happy laughed and shook his head. "You're gonna make your hair color match your engagement ring? I can't argue with that I guess." He shrugged and lifted his son out of the carrier and placed him on the blankets that Dasha had spread on the bed. "You gonna be good in here with him?"

"We still need to tell people about that." She rubbed over the Lowman tattoo on her chest. "Rose gold everything… Yeah, I'm going to be fine. He's sleeping, I'm gonna be in the bathroom doing my hair. We're gonna be fine babe. Go handle your business."

He grabbed her hand and shrugged. "If people haven't picked up on this diamond sitting on your finger already, then I don't know what to say." Happy pulled her into a hug and smirked. "You can tell them whenever you want. I gotta go, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I may not answer right away but I will get back to you."

Dasha frowned and tightened her arms around Happy. "I don't want you to go… I don't want you to go. Baby, please don't leave me." She looked up at him and poked out her bottom lip and shook her head. "I don't want you to go."

Happy stared down at her before pulling on her bottom lip. "Gotta go. Need to protect my family. You know I'll come back here with you. You will have friends around here. I think your favorite Byz Lat will be around." He rolled his eyes as he backed up towards the door. "As soon as I'm done handling business, I'll call you and let you know I'm on my way home."

"I thought the Byz Lats were siding with the Mayans?" She frowned. "You better call me, otherwise I'll be fucked up and worrying about you."

"They're on our side for the time being." He shook his head as he opened the room's door. "I'll call you… Don't worry your pretty little ass. I always come back don't I?"

Dasha smiled. "Yeah, you do."

"Alright then." Happy smiled before moving out of the room, leaving Dasha and Gunnar alone.

"It's just you and me kid until your dad gets back." Dasha sat on the bed and pressed a kiss to her son's head. "I won't let anyone wake you up."

SOA

"That guy keeps staring at you." Delilah looked at her step daughter gestured behind her. "Who is he?"

Dasha shrugged, looking behind her and waving to Fiasco. "That's Fiasco, he's a Byz Lat. He and I were best friends when Happy and I were broken up… Think he has some unresolved feelings or some shit." She looked back at Delilah and sighed. "Hope he'll keep his distance so Happy doesn't lose his shit over it."

"Why not just tell him you're not interested?" The blonde irked an eyebrow at Dasha. "It's simple."

She laughed and shook her head. "He knows that I'm not interested. It's not my problem. His feelings are his feelings. I'm not worried about them. He knows what'll happen if he tries anything and Happy gets wind of it."

"I'm so happy that I don't have that potential drama." Delilah opened her book and smiled. "That blue hair didn't last long."

Dasha nodded. "Got bored with it. I'm digging this rose gold hair way better. It's so much more fitting. Almost looks normal too." She looked down at Gunnar who was wide awake and starting to scrunch up his face. "Someone is about to get fussy… You want a bottle baby?" She cuddled him to her chest as she stood up. "I'm going to warm him a bottle up."

"I thought you were still breastfeeding." The blonde looked at Dasha and sighed.

"I am. I just pumped milk and don't want it to go to waste." She shrugged. "I will be back." Dasha walked towards the kitchen, making sure not to collide with the kids who were annoyingly running around the place. "Jesus fucking Christ." She mumbled as she barely avoided being knocked over by a kid. "Watch where you're going you little fucker… I'm carrying a baby." She huffed as she finally made it into the kitchen.

"You made that kid cry…" Fiasco walked into the kitchen slowly. "I thought you were nice."

Dasha looked at him and shrugged. "I'm nice unless someone can potentially hurt my son. Then I'm a fierce lioness trying to protect her cub." She tested the milk on her wrist before starting to feed Gunnar. "I thought you were on the opposite side of this war."

He shook his head. "I'm on this side of things. OG is with good with the club, so we're on this side." He shrugged and eyed her carefully. "I love the hair."

"Thanks." She mumbled as she continued to look at Gunnar. "Why are you in here?"

Fiasco sat down on the stool next to her and sighed. "Miss hanging out with you. You and I were so close and then you got back with your old man and I can't even have more than five minutes of your attention."

Dasha looked at him and shook her head. "We're still friends and as your friend I'm trying to keep the distance because if you push Hap's buttons, he's not going to be friendly. I'm trying to keep your ass safe Fiasco."

He scoffed. "I can very well keep my own ass safe D. I just wanna be able to hang out with you. If you don't wanna be friends then be upfront about it. You ain't gonna hurt my feelings."

She shook her head. "I'm not saying I don't wanna be friends with you Fiasco. I'm saying if you have intentions of trying to be more friends with me, then drop them. Happy won't have any problem putting you in a shallow grave…"

Fiasco laughed. "Yeah, ok. I'm so fucking scared of Happy. I'm trying to hang out, be friends, make small talk. Didn't come in here to get in your panties Dasha."

"Good to know." Happy stomped into the kitchen, easily placing himself between Fiasco and Dasha. "I think you should leave now, man." He glared down at Fiasco, not caring that he was wearing a blood spattered shirt. "I'll wipe that smirk off your face so fucking fast."

"I was just trying to talk to her." Fiasco stood up and moved away from Happy. "I'll see you around Dasha… We'll catch up then muneca." He flashed her a platinum smile before glaring at Happy and finally leaving the small kitchen.

Dasha shook her head and pulled on Happy's shirt. "Wasn't expecting you guys back. You didn't call me babe. You're not hurt are you." She lifted up his shirt, looking for any bullet holes before letting it drop back down. "You know he's just trying to fuck with you. Ignore him Hap."

He nodded before looking down at the blonde. "You're mine… He's gonna need to realize he needs to back the fuck off. I'm not playing here Dasha, he tries anything and I get whiff of it. It's not ending pretty for the fucker."

She nodded and smiled. "Look at you being all possessive and whatnot." She adjusted Gunnar as she finished burping him. "You need to clean up though. I packed you shirts in my bag." She stood up slowly and pointed at his Ka-Bar. "Does it need to be cleaned?"

Happy smirked as he pulled his knife from its sheath and passed it to Dasha. "I'll be back then." He kissed her lips and backed out of the kitchen. His dark eyes quickly landing on Fiasco who was still staring towards the kitchen. "He needs to die… Like a lot."

"Who?" Kozik stopped Happy with a hand on his chest. "Who did what now?"

He shook his head and let his eyes move towards Fiasco. "He's getting on my last nerve… He doesn't get the fucking fact that Dasha is my lady and I don't fucking appreciate finding him trying to cuddle up to her."

Kozik laughed. "Relax, killer. Dasha isn't going to leave you for that fool. She only ever befriended him to annoy your ass. She hasn't been around him has she? Didn't think so. You're good, he's not a fucking threat. Go, clean yourself up and come back out here and grab a beer or a six." He pushed Happy towards the hallway before walking away and straight into the kitchen to find his daughter standing at the sink. "Whatcha doin'?"

Dasha turned slightly, holding the knife in one hand to show her dad. "Washing Hap's knife off." She shrugged. "What're you doin'?"

He took the knife from her. "I'll finish it up. You don't need to be washing a knife off when you're holding your son. That seems to morally corrupt." He smirked as she sat down on a stool. "So, what's up with you and Fiasco? Friends again?"

"Happy sent you in here to ask that?" She sighed. "We never stopped being friends! He fell on the Mayans side for a little while so I kept my distance from that mess. I also kept my distance because I'm with Happy. I don't need Fiasco's feelings fucking up things between Hap and I. I don't want that becoming some massive scene between them. I know at the end of the day, Happy would win that fight."

Kozik nodded. "Already wants him to die, like a lot."

Dasha laughed. "God, I love that man." She looked down at Gunnar before looking back up at the man standing before her. "I wonder what Malia is going through right now… Sometimes I hate the whole being on opposite sides thing. She needs to be here in this clubhouse with us. I know that's her family too but she's my sister and I need to make sure that she's physically and mentally good all the time."

"She's alright kid. If she wasn't, she'd reach out to us." He smiled. "I'll go give this back to Happy. You stop worrying and eat something." Kozik kissed her head before leaving out of the kitchen. His mind now on his youngest daughter.

Malia sat on the sofa, mindlessly snacking on chips as she stared at the TV. She was beyond annoyed to be on lockdown. However, she was even more annoyed to learn that Esai had been hurt and neglected to tell her until he showed up at their house, delivering the news of the latest lockdown. Now, stuck in the custody of the Mayans, she wished she would have stayed at Dasha's, that way she would have been at the Sons' clubhouse and not tactically avoiding her husband.

"You can't ignore me forever." Esai scratched the back of his head and looked at his wife. "We're going to have to talk about this…"

"Talk abou the fact that you didn't tell me you got hurt while on a run?" She glared at him and shook her head. "You kept me in the dark and I don't even get it! What if you were dying or some shit Esai… I'd hate myself for not being at your side because you thought you were doing what was best for me."

He frowned and sat down next to her. "I'm sorry. I just didn't want you worrying. You were with your sister and family. Didn't want you dropping all of that to tend to me. It wasn't serious, just laid down the bike. Nasty road rash."

"Doesn't matter. I would have been at your side. You still look like shit, you can't even ride right now. I should have been here from the moment they got you back here." Malia sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Don't pull that shit ever again. Alright?"

"Does this mean you forgive me and love me again?" Esai pulled her onto his lap and kissed her neck. "It won't ever happen again. If I get hurt, you'll be notified by me or whoever can reach you first."

She nodded. "I forgive you and I'll never stop loving you."

"Good." He smiled at her. "You comfortable here? The kids comfortable?"

"Our son loves it. Shei doesn't really care, she loves being passed around by the women of the club and I don't like it here. I miss our bed and our tub." Malia frowned and let out another sigh. "I just need some absolute peace and quiet."

"Few more days and we'll be back at home and comfortable. The Sons are posing more of a problem than we thought. The other charters are pushing back and not wanting to listen to Redwood. So it's becoming a fucking mess. Arizona charters are going at it like crazy, same with the Nevada charters." Esai frowned, finally giving up more information about the problem than he previously had given her. "It'll pass. My dad is trying to sit down with SAMCRO to see if we can't come to terms to end this before too many more bodies fall. Tonight alone we lost six guys and the Sons had to lose a handful… Don't look at me like that, Happy and Kozik weren't hurt. They did most of the hurting though."

She nodded. "Would you hate me if I wanted to go spend a day or so on lockdown with Dasha?"

He shook his head. "Nah, you can spend some time over there. After all, you're the daughter of a son."

Malia grinned. "I'll spend one more day here then I'll go to see Dasha." She adjusted her position, resting her head in his lap as she stared up at him before closing her eyes. She needed to make sure she was with Dasha at least once during the lockdown. To let her older sister know that no matter what the men got into, they still had each other through it all.

Not at much drama as I had planned but I promise, it's all building. Also thanks for the reviews on the last chapter. I also love reading the feedback.