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Lexi wasn't going to wait for the killing squad, she was going to run. However if it did go the other way, with them arriving sooner than she expected, she was at least psychically ready to stand for herself… well her gun was. Taking a quick look around the apartment, she gathered the remaining items into her already half-packed suitcase. Thankfully she had saved some cash for an emergency like this, just enough to get a ticket somewhere far away and then start that life-shit all over again- this time definitely in a town without a single MC in sight. It had already been a next level of stupidity to step into the same bucket of hellhole twice.

She was just about to take off, when an alarming noise made her run to the window.

"Oh no-no. FUCK!" she muttered through gritted teeth. She couldn't really tell from that far away, who exactly was coming up for a visit, but there was definitely more than one bike heading in her direction, and it didn't take a genius to know it was SAMCROW.

Making sure her gun's safety was off, she paced to her suitcase. Looking at it, she realized it was only going to slow her down. Quickly she flipped open the top part and pulled out her cash and phone. Phone- could they trace her through it? Probably.

Lexi dropped it and pocketed the money. This left her with empty hands. She was going crazy. Where had she put her gun? It wasn't on the ground, neither was it on the table. Where fuck was it? That was the one thing she couldn't leave without.

Going through her suitcase again, she finally found it- she'd put it into the place her cell and cash had previously been.

All of a sudden it was quiet, which could have only meant one thing.

They were already on their way up.

She hurried to the kitchen- it offered the best view to the front door. Shaking like a leaf, she peeked outside. It was Tig, he was casually leaning over his bike. There was another Harley next to his, with its owner nowhere in sight.

To them she must have been an easy job- they didn't even bother with coming in together. Great. That meant they were underestimating her. Maybe they weren't even aware of the fact that she knew they were coming for her. She might have even had a chance here. A small one, but still.

There was a silent knock on her door. Yeah, definitely she was going to go and open the door to whoever it was. Maybe even offer that person coffee and cake? Yeah right.

After a few more knocks on the door it got quiet. She was literally holding her breath, while her heart was working overtime, wishing they'd just go away, to maybe look for her at work or the clubhouse. After all they didn't have a single reason to think that she was hiding from them in there. Unless of course Cherry had blabbed again and considering everything, it was not that unlikely.

And she probably had, cause the next thing she could hear was her door getting kicked open.

In fear and trembling, she raised her 38''. "This is it."

"Lexi?" Happy's raspy voice shouted out.

Really? They sent him? Did he volunteer or something? She didn't exactly have time, or a clear mind for that matter, to process feelings, but simply knowing it was him… it hit her heart like a wrecking ball.

"Lex… whooah," he stopped in the hallway, looking right at her before his eyes moved to the barrel aimed at his heart.

"Put it down," he hissed, not showing any signs of fear.

"I swear to God, if you take a step closer, I will shoot you," she warned.

"What the fuck are you doing? Just give it to me," Happy expectantly held out his hand. Like she was actually going to give him the only thing that kept her alive at that point.

"No," she spat out, hating the fact that she couldn't keep her voice from trembling.

"I ain't kidding, put it down. Now!" Happy dropped his hand, clearly furious.

"I ain't kidding either. If I see you reach for something, I will fucking shoot you without a doubt."

"Jesus Christ," his hand slid over his head and he turned around, "how the hell did you find out? I know, I didn't think it through, but you ain't got a choice here, so put that gun away and lets go."

"I got a warning-call. And if you really think I'm going to walk out, hands held high, so you could kill me in some dark alley, then I think I really should shoot you just for being such an idiot."

"Kill you?" he turned back around. "If I fucking wanted to kill you… you'd be dead."

"Yeah right, why you here then? Missed me?" she kept on aiming at him.

"To take you back to Charming. I handled the Clay-situation. Who'd you get the call from anyways?" he growled while eyeing her questioningly.

"None of your business and what do you mean you handled the situation. I'm still alive, can't you tell?" she was getting confused.

"No-one is going to kill you. You're under my protection now. I told them," he was looking down on the floor, avoiding her gaze.

"I don't understand, I got a call that basically told me to run for my life."

"I don't know who has been telling you that shit, but it ain't the deal. Your fucking idiot of a roommate told Clay that she knows where you are, Clay assumed from there that you've been talking… but it doesn't matter, I cleared it all out. So just trust me and let's get going. Put that gun down."

"You can't just tell me to trust you, why would I believe in anything you say. It's not making any sense."

After mumbling something that ended with 'fricking women', he took a step closer.

"Don't!" she shook her head.

"Fine," he stopped moving, "I told them that Cherry overheard us talking and that you haven't said shit to anyone, other than me. Also that the bitch knew nothing, as she didn't hear anything specific… " Happy looked down again, "then I told them you're with me and they won't have to worry about you anymore, so now you just need to have a talk with Clay and it's all good."

"With you?" she raised an eyebrow. "What does that even mean?"

"It means you're mine and I'm responsible. Now get your stuff and let's go, I've explained enough."

"Yours? Like an Old Lady?" She had heard enough in the Devil's Tribe clubhouse to know exactly what that meant.

"Yeah, I guess. You just have to play the part, cause it's the only thing keeping you safe now," there was something weird in the way he looked at her. He almost seemed to be afraid, or embarrassed.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You asshole!" she finally dropped the gun to the kitchen counter. There were countless thoughts passing through her and she couldn't even begin to understand a single one of them. She felt trapped like a cage animal and exactly because of that she couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"So let me get this straight, instead of simply letting me know that shit's about to hit the fan and by that giving me an opportunity to drop off the map, you fricking declared me yours like some dog you found behind the dumpster?" she kept her eyes on the gun.

"Oh and to top it all off, you now expect me to follow you back to Charming, the one place in the whole world you know I will never feel safe," she could feel her blood starting to boil. "And even that's not all. I'm now also forced into a fake relationship that will kill of every chance of a normal life, cause surely if I would ever blow the cover, by for example falling in love with someone, I'm dead. Am I right?"

He hadn't thought of it like that at all. Neither had he expected that kind of a reaction. After all he had, against all odds, tried to help her, to keep her alive. And yet she didn't see any of it.

"Take it. I'd rather you kill me now, than force me into a lifetime of torture," she pushed the gun in his direction.

"It's done," he said in a low voice.

Yeah it was done, without her having any say in it.

"You know what?" Lexi grabbed the first thing in her reach- a banana.

"I…" she threw it at him.

"fucking…" she picked up an apple, but he managed to duck just before it hit his head.

"hate you!" Lexi grabbed a handful from the bowl that held a mixture of raisins and cereal and launched it at him.

"Are you done?" he growled, wiping off the things that had managed to stick to his clothes. "Cause if I see you throw another thing in my way, I'll spank your ass like the last time, and it won't stop there."

With what sounded like a collection of various ways to express anger, she whirred past him.

"Just take whatever fits your pockets. I'll send prospects to get the rest later," Happy said, moving to stand in front of her front door. Just in case she decided to do something stupid again.

"You're going to be so sorry for doing this to me," she crossed her arms, coming to stand in front of him.

With a grunt he opened the door.

Occasionally checking, whether she was still following him, they made their way out.

"You have a collar ready for me, in case I get lost when you take me out for a morning walk?" Lexi asked behind him, just before they got to where Tig was standing.

"What did you guys do for so long? You can express your love when we get back home, or when I can see it as well," Tig commented, emphasizing the word 'love'.

As neither of them answered a thing, he took a closer look at the crumpy couple. That's when his eyes stopped on Hap's shoulder.

"Is that?" he raised his eyebrow, pointing at the cereal flakes on top of his kutte. "Kinky," he nodded approvingly, as Happy worked on getting the remains of their little food-war off of him.

Thank you for reading!

Lexi is quite raging at the moment, so I'm actually even a bit sorry for Hap... and Cherry, if she's unlucky enough to face her.

Personally I'm quite excited for her return to Charming, so I hope to get the next chapter out soon!

Would love to hear your thoughts on the matter as well! :)