Disclaimer: You all know that I don't own any of the characters that I just like to play with.

A/N: You are remain amazing, the reviews and follows and favorites for this story just make my day over and over again. Here's a bit of a light chapter, some partying and quality time between the new Samcro SAA and his Old Lady. I figure they needed a nice night out like all new parents do :)

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

"Girl, you better quit worrying and go!" Neeta motioned towards the door. "And I really hope that you're changing first."

"What's wrong with my outfit?" Madeline questioned as she glanced down at her outfit of black pants, high heeled black boots and a black lace tank top.

Neeta just snorted in response, "smart girl like you should be able to figure it out, but go on. Suit yourself."

Madeline grabbed her purse, "there's nothing wrong with my outfit. You've got my cell number if anything and I mean anything."

"Child, I'm about to boot you out of that door. Just go." Neeta actually shooed her out of the door, Madeline went gladly. She was meeting Happy at the club, he'd been there working on his bike. She'd taken Aiden to Jax and Tara's place.

The minute that she pulled in the lot she spotted Gemma and Luann in the parking lot. "What in the hell are you wearing?" Luann screeched, "this is a party not a freaking parent teacher conference."

"This is what you'd wear to a parent teacher conference?" Madeline raised an eyebrow at the former porn star. "Seriously?"

"If I had kids, sure. You're a luck girl, come into the office I figured that we might have some wardrobe issues with you, I've got the perfect thing for you."

"There's no point in arguing," Gemma told her with a smirk, "besides, you'll thank her when Happy sees your in it."

"I really don't think..."

"Listen up," Gemma's tone was no nonsense. "You've had some kind of a stick up your ass for a while now and you need to pull it out. I get all the stress and shit that you've been through. I've lived it, so has she. Shit, she's still living it. You got your man right in front of you, keep acting the way you are and he'll stray."

"I have not..."

Luanne cut her off, "Oh honey, you have. I get it, I know how scared you are. I do, I really do but Happy loves you like crazy and you love him. Quit worrying, it's going to give you wrinkles, now come on and get changed. These guys ain't going to wait all night."

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She wasn't showing up, Happy grabbed a bottle from the bar and opened it. He took a long swig and lit a cigarette. This was all on him, he'd known that something was off with her. He should have sat her down and made her spill her guts, but he hadn't. Instead he'd piled more shit on her by taking the SAA position when he knew that she wasn't one hundred percent behind it, he'd wanted it. Fuck, she probably thought that he wanted it more than her and Aiden.

"Holy Shit," Opie spewed beer all over the bar which made the prospect, Murphy, let out a long suffering sigh. His real name was Keith but Murphy's law seemed to apply to him because anything that could go wrong for him, did. "Hap, look at that girl."

"Not interested in no bitch," Happy downed a long swallow of the Jack Daniels. "I'm about to go."

"Go? This is your party," his friend protested, "and I think if you go that your girl is going to get upset and that would be a shame."

"She ain't even fucking here Op," Happy slammed the bottle down on the bar.

"She's..."

"I'm right here," Madeline cleared her throat and held her breath as Happy turned to face her. For a moment he just stared, she clasped her hands in front of her.

The woman in front of him had Madeline's face, her hair and body but he'd never seen her dressed like that before. She favored more sedate clothes, tank tops and jeans with the occasional pair of heels but she much preferred her flats or flip flops. Yet here she was standing in front of him in a short skirt, too short for his tastes but that was another story, with a top that tied around her neck and displayed her breasts in a way that told him he'd probably have to take out someone's eyes before the night was over. Her heels were as thin as an icepick and probably as sharp as some of his knives.

Opie let out a chuckle, "and this is the part where I excuse myself and the two of you barely notice."

"You hate it," Madeline finally found her voice.

"Mad," he took a step closer to her, "I don't hate it." His voice was low, so low that she needed to lean in to be sure that she could hear his words. "Just didn't ever think that I'd see you like this." She was beautiful, but she was always beautiful to him.

"I had on something different when I got here," she admitted with a small smile. "But Gemma and Luann found me outside. I think that this came straight from Cara Cara actually, I just really hope it was new and not gently worn."

A smirk crossed his face, there was his girl. "You did this for me," he observed.

"Figured it's your party and you should have an Old Lady worthy of showing off," she stepped closer to him. "And I also owe you an apology."

"An apology?" Happy frowned as his hands moved to her hips. "Fuck you talking about?"

"I know that since you came home, things have changed. I've changed. I don't want to push you away. I don't want you to leave me. I love you, I love our family and our life and I..." her words were cut off as his mouth crashed down on hers.

She barely even heard the wolf whistles or cat calls from the other guys as she buried her hands in his cut and pressed herself against him. "Relax," he told her. He couldn't remember the last time she'd launched into a nervous rant like that but it had been early in their relationship. "Fucking love you, love our family. If things have been different, that's on me. I'm the one who changed everything."

"No, it's on me Hap. I need to relax," a smile crossed her face, "or in Piney's words fucking relax."

"You talked to Piney?"

"Piney talked to me," she corrected. "and I'm glad he did."

Happy was surprised by that, Piney normally kept his opinions to himself. He'd have to thank the cranky old man, who would likely tell him to fuck himself in response. "You good with being here tonight?"

"Yes," Madeline stretched up to kiss him. "I'm going to get drunk and let you take advantage of me just not in the room in front of everyone like Kozik's new friend over there," she crinkled her nose in disgust as her eyes went to the man who was standing against a near by wall with a woman kneeling in front of him.

"Damn, I was really looking forward to that," Happy laughed when she punched him hard in the side.

"Ass," she told him. "Come on, let's get a drink and celebrate."

"You called Neeta to check on Aiden yet?"

"Twice," she admitted, her cheeks turned a little bit red. "I couldn't help myself."

"You wouldn't be you if you could," he leaned in and kissed her again. "Let's get you Jack Daniels, straight."

"Ugh, my taste buds already hate me."

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Happy shook his head as Madeline and Juice played a drunken game of pool. "Nice to see that," Kozik spoke from next to him, "the idiot hasn't been spending much time with her since you went in."

"Why not?" Happy questioned.

"No clue Brother, probably didn't want to tempt her into using her prison clause with him," the blonde man smiled. "Or it could be that he was just too far up his girl's ass to notice anyone else."

Juice's girl, the teacher that Madeline had worked with, Happy hadn't given her much thought and she hadn't mentioned her. "Where is she?"

"Hawaii, been there about six months. Her parents are there apparently, she's been helping them out with some family crap."

"For six months?" Happy took another sip of his beer.

"That's what I said but..." Kozik shrugged. "Who knows?"

"Yeah," Happy nodded in agreement. "Never did thank you for helping keep an eye on her."

"She made it easy, hell she never asked for shit."

Happy smiled slightly, that was Madeline through and through. "Gonna need your help again," he told his friend.

"You planning on getting locked up again?"

"Nah, with the house," Happy shook his head. "Place is all but falling apart. Good foundation though, it's fixable."

"Couldn't have picked a place that wasn't falling apart?" Kozik grinned. "Stupid question, it's the one that she wanted right?"

"How could I not give her that?" He finished his beer, an eager crow eater rushed forward to replace it but never caught his eye. "Whatever happened to your stoner chick?"

Kozik looked over with obvious surprise. Happy asking about his relationship was like stumbling into an alternate universe where he didn't quite understand the rules. "She was cool, really cool but it was just... a way to pass the time for both of us."

"And she wasn't..."

"Don't say it Brother," Kozik got up from his seat, "don't."

Happy watched his oldest friend walk away from him. He wasn't even sure why he'd brought up Kozik's ex from Tacoma or tried to, shit he must be getting soft in his old age. "Hey!" He shouted after Kozik.

"What?" The man turned around, anger obvious on his face.

"Wanna hit the ring?"

"Fuck yeah." Kozik flashed a quick smile. "Get ready for an ass kicking."

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The fighters circled one another like animals in the wild; Happy was sleek and deadly looking, Kozik slightly buffer with a smirk on his face as they sized one another up. The crowd was ready, cheers and shouts filled the air but still they continued the pre-fight dance, neither ready to land the first blow.

Madeline was just outside of the ring, her eyes locked on Happy. The time that he'd spent inside had only improved his body which she hadn't really thought possible. He'd been such a perfect specimen before but now he was leaner yet built more, the muscle definition in his stomach gave her a flash of heat all over her body.

She watched the crowd as much as the fighters; maybe it was immature of her but she took a sense of satisfaction in the awe struck looks that the crow eaters were giving him. He was hers, from the top of his tattooed bald head to the tips of his toes, and that gave a better rush than everything that she'd drank.

"Kick his ass," she called out though she had no ill will towards Kozik. It was quite the opposite, she really liked the man but this was a fight and there was only one person she wanted to come out on top.

After what seemed like an eternity Kozik finally threw the first punch. Madeline sucked in a deep breath as his fist connected with Happy's jaw but he didn't even flinch. He responded with a shot to Kozik's ribs that sent the man several paces.

From there it was an all out brawl, neither man held back and in just a few minutes both were bleeding. The sight of Happy's blood never sat well with her, next to her Opie let out a chuckle. "Don't worry," he told her.

"I'm not," she replied with a smile.

"Liar," he slid a friendly arm around her shoulder. "You holding up okay?"

"Never better, thanks for taking Aiden the other day."

"Don't worry about it, love that kid. Took him to the store to get milk and he's a real chick magnet, I might have to borrow him. My kids are too old to attract the ladies anymore."

"Glad to know my son might have had a hand in getting you laid Op, life is now complete." Madeline kept her eyes on the ring as Happy landed a particularly brutal punch to Kozik's face. Blood spurted from the blonde man's obviously broken nose.

"And now we break it up," Opie declared. "Better go get a first aid kit," he advised before climbing into the ring.

It took Opie, Chibs and Jax to break the two men apart but they embraced, both laughing despite the pain that they had to be in. Madeline remained ring side, waited because she knew the moment would come when Happy looked over for her. He motioned her into the ring and she climbed between the ropes carefully.

Despite her careful steps the heels weren't exactly designed for walking on the surface of the ring. Madeline stumbled and steadied herself but before she'd even done so fully Happy was at her side. "Easy Girl, don't go falling and showing everyone what's under that skirt. That's mine."

"Damn right it is," he grabbed her ass to prove his point and brought his mouth down to hers for a light kiss.

"Let's go and get you cleaned up," Madeline glanced over and saw that three eager crow eaters had Kozik surrounded.

"Let's go home and handle it, handle a few other things too."

Madeline didn't ask if he was okay to ride, she didn't have too. "Sounds perfect to me," she replied, "if you're sure that you want to leave your party."

"I'm looking for a better more private party," he rubbed his hands over her ass. "You up for it?"

"Pretty sure that I can handle whatever you're up to," she replied as she pressed her body against his. Her eyebrows rose at the feeling of him hard and ready against her belly. "Is that for me or because of the fight?"

"What the fuck do you think?"

Madeline responded by pressing herself closer to him, his hands tightened on her ass. "I think that we might not make it back to the house, in fact... getting to the room might just be a stretch."

She gasped as he lifted her off of the ground right there in the middle of the ring, her legs wrapped tight around his waist. "Hap?"

"Shut up," he told her gruffly and smashed his mouth into hers. It was a kiss of passion, of possession and of love. There had never been a moment when she doubted he loved her. Moments like this where he displayed it in public were becoming more frequent but were still rare and she never took one for granted. Her legs tightened like a vice, her arms locked around his neck.

She breathed his name against his lips. "Happy, please..."

He chuckled, the rumble of his chest set every nerve in her body on fire. "Please what?" He was toying with her, they both knew it.

"Fuck me," Madeline replied without hesitation. "And I mean fuck me, hard."

If he was surprised at how vulgar the statement was for her, he didn't allow it to show. Happy smacked her ass hard with both hands. "Let's go, right fucking now."

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"Isn't this Kozik's room?" Madeline questioned as Happy pushed the door shut and locked it.

He glanced around, grinned. "Yeah," he reached out for her and pressed her against the door. "He'll be too busy getting patched up to use it so..." he trailed off and let his mouth move down to her neck. His teeth weren't gentle and Madeline let out a small moan.

"So to the victor go the spoils?" she questioned, proud that her mind could still work to form a sentence with his hands moving down her body like that.

He let out a low chuckle. "I like that, now shut up."

"Shut up or make my mouth useful?" she questioned with a devious smile. It had been a long time since they'd been this playful with one another, since before he'd gotten locked up. And now with Aiden in the house their time together was more rushed, their son didn't sleep very well or long.

"What the fuck do you think?" Happy moved his hand up to grip her hair, his eyes darkened at the sight of her sliding down to her knees. Her smile was devious, she knew what reaction he would have.

Her hands pulled at his belt, ripped it from the loops of his jeans in a smooth motion before popping the button on his jeans. He was already hard, was always hard for her. Madeline kept her eyes on him, she knew what he liked.

Fucking red headed devil. His red headed devil, he kept his hand in her hair and groaned at the feeling of the warmth of her mouth. "Come on Girl," he urged, his voice even rougher than usual.

Madeline knew what he wanted, he didn't need to tell her. She took him in deeper, his fingers tightened against her scalp. When he began to set the rhythm she let him, took him even when she was sure that she couldn't until he dragged her up to her feet. "You didn't come?"

"Not ready for that yet," his hands settled on her hips. When he ripped the material she cried out. "I'll buy you another one."

"What am I going to wear home?"

"You really care about that right now?" He cocked an eyebrow at her as his fingers played over the lace of her tiny red panties.

"Fuck no," she moaned as his fingers slid beneath the material. "Mmm," her hips began to move in slow circles against him.

"I think you're thinking way too much, been doing it for too long." It was a conclusion he'd reached days after coming home. "That shit stops now." He brushed just a finger tip against her core.

Madeline's head smashed back into the door. "Hap."

"Nope," he grinned. "Taking my time with you." He really was shitty as an Old Man at times, he realized that at the delighted look that crossed her face when he said the words. "C'mere." He lifted her by the waist, carried her to the bed to kneel down before her.

"Hap." Her hands were already twisting in the sheets, sheets still rumpled from Kozik being in them. It occurred to Happy that maybe she was going to protest his choice of location so there was only one thing he could do.

He lowered his mouth to her bare inner thigh, bit down lightly. She arched her back off the bed, if there was a protest inside her it was gone. She was gone, far gone. Her body was moving on its own, desperate sounds spilled from her throat and it was fuel to the fire inside of him.

Happy had barely touched her yet she was soaking wet. The scent of her arousal was better than anything in the world. He tore at her panties and tossed the material over his shoulder forgotten as his mouth closed around her core.

Once, twice, three times he drove her right to the brink, felt the cramps in her stomach and between her legs but each time he pulled back just enough to have her coming back down. She made sounds of severe protest, her hands unable to find a grip on his smooth head. She cursed him and he laughed, pushed her thighs even farther apart.

This time he allowed her the release that she sought. Madeline heard herself let out a rough sob and when his mouth came up to cover hers all she could taste was herself on his lips. "Please, please."

"Turn over," he nipped down on her bottom lip and slid off of her so that she could do so.

Madeline looked over her shoulder at him, her heart pumped so hard that she was quite sure she'd simply explode. His length pressed against her entrance, she moved back and he was inside of her.

They moved together, fast and rough. Each time that she thought she simply couldn't take any more, it turned out that she could. "Hap, please. Please."

"Come on Girl, fucking come." In the heat of the moment he brought his hand down hard on her ass. He'd never hit her like that before, he stilled and swore. "Mad."

"Fuck yeah," she tossed her head back. "Again."

"You serious Girl?"

"Felt good, really good. Please. Please. Please."

Happy lost all of his control and began to slam in and out of her, his body tightening at each deep thrust. "Come on Baby, come the fuck on."

Madeline threw her head back once more, her hair cascading over her back. "Happy! Happy!" Her voice echoed off of the walls followed by a scream that had to have drawn the attention of most of the clubhouse. She collapsed forward from the force of her climax, he barely managed to keep from crushing her as he leaned forward on his hands.

After a few more deep strokes inside of her he couldn't resist following her over the edge. "Oh God." He didn't know what else to say as he fell down on the bed next to her. "Mad?"

"Am I still alive?" she turned her head to him with a grin.

"Better be, I ain't cold packing the next round." Playfully he smacked her ass lightly. "Never thought you had it in you, liking being spanked."

"Well, I had to expand my horizons when you were locked up."

"What the fuck?"

"Porn, watching not performing," she clarified. "Luann was real helpful sending over stuff. At first it was pretty vanila, she used to laugh at me but then that wasn't doing it for me anymore so... we tried some other stuff, kinkier stuff." Her cheeks were as red as she'd ever seen them. "I've imagined you doing a lot of naughty things to me."

"Make a list, we'll do everyone." He promised.

"Nap now?"

"Fuck a nap, we're staying here tonight."

"What about Kozik?"

"He ain't invited."

Madeline laughed and moved closer to him. "I love you."

"I know."

"Asshole," she slapped her hand against his chest. "I'm trying to be sweet here."

"I can still taste how sweet you are," he pointed out and earned another slap. "Keep on beating me up and I'm going to file domestic violence charges." Happy pulled her close. "So just relax, get some sleep. I'll be waking you up soon enough."

"Promise?"

"I promise."