A/N: So I'm back! I'm all moved and loving our new house but have had no internet for near a month. Never fear though as I have still been writing and it has given me a chance to get ahead on most of my stories so expect a few updates in the coming weeks. I figured I'd get the ball rolling again on this one first being how I left it. Happy reading ...

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It seemed like hours passed as the air in the trunk grew thin. Kate didn't know at what point she passed out but the next thing she was aware of was Barry's hand around her neck, his other slapping her awake.

"Hey there Cherub." He drawled as she came to. It didn't take Kate long to realize how drunk he was and knew that this wasn't going to go well. She grimaced as he grabbed and handful of her hair forcing her to face him from where she still lay in the trunk of Grace's car.

"You gonna say hello Cherub?" He asked when she didn't respond to his initial greeting.

"I wasn't planning on it." She spat back at him knowing that she was going to be treading on thin ice.

"Fine we'll play it your way Cherub." He said pulling her from the trunk and dropping her to the ground where he towered over her. She tried to scramble backwards away from him but made little progress with her hands still tied behind her back.

"So how did you think things were gonna go when I found out you cheated on me?" He asked dropping to a squat in front of her and grabbing her chin in his hand.

"I didn't cheat ass-hat. I made it clear I wanted nothing to do with you." She spat at him.

His other hand slapped her across the cheek again. "A bit of respect Cherub. Remember you're talking to a Son."

"You don't get to call yourself that anymore." she said her voice dripping with venom.

"Once a Son always a Son, Cherub." He answered her.

She couldn't help but scoff. "Did you miss the point of the little visit you had from them?"

He raised his eyebrows at her but gave little other acknowledgment of her words. "I know you must have fucked him before you let me know it was over. Was my ring still on your finger?"

"No it wasn't. I took it off and then he fucked me like you never could." she spat at him.

He grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair and pulled on it hard. "You always were such a little slut. I shouldn't be surprised you couldn't keep your clothes on given how easily you took them off for me that first time."

"You fucking groomed me Barry." She spluttered out close to tears, for the pain of the grip he had on her hair.

"Is that what we're calling it now?" He snarled pulling her to her feet and slamming her hard against the hood of Grace's car.

"What the hell is this about Barry? What do you want?" She sputtered trying hard to stay in control of the situation but knowing she was out of her depth, and hoping to hell that Happy or Kozik would show up soon to rescue her.

"What do I want? I already told you I wasn't done with you. You think you can cheat on me and get away with it?" He snarled pulling the waistband of her shorts down her hips.

"Let's not forget how many times you cheated on me." she growled back.

"Once an old lady, always an old lady Kate. You know that." he growled as unbuttoned his fly and forced himself upon her.

"Barry! Stop! Get off me!" She pleaded, whimpering as she felt him plow into her, her walls dry and unwelcoming.

"Jesus Kate, I bet your not this fuckin' dry for him eh?" He growled as he continued plowing into her in an effort to get himself off, all the while getting frustrated with her continued whimpering that was turning to screams now.

He dug his nails hard into the flesh at her hip clawing at Happy's name on her skin, where his name had once been, as he finally found his release and loosened his grip on her allowing her to slide down the hood and crumple to a heap at his feet.

"Are you done now?" She asked in a small defeated voice, looking up at him.

"Nah Katie. We're just getting started. Baz? You ready to do this?" Wombat asked approaching from behind the car, the shiny blade of a knife glistening in his hand.

"Sure am brother." Barry answered.

"Wait! Do what?" Kate asked, an element of fear finally in her voice as she tried hard to drag herself backwards away from the pair.

"What needs to be done Kate." Barry said easily grabbing a hold of her and dragging her back towards him. "Hold her down Wombat." He said in low guttural tone.

"For what?" Kate gasped as Wombat grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her back into a stronghold against him. "What are you doing?" She cried as Barry sat on her outstretched legs and took the knife from his brother's hand.

"This might hurt a little babe." He said bringing the knife down to the name inked on her hip.

"Barry! No! My god! Are you insane?" She screamed trying desperately to get away from the two men, her efforts futile.

"You watched on smugly as he blacked out my tattoos baby. Now it's my turn to remove yours." He said pressing the blade into her skin and slicing to remove the top layer and the ink within it.

Kate screamed loud, tears streaming down her cheeks as Wombat clapped his hand over her mouth in an effort to muffle her cries, her screams so loud they were still audible through his hand.

Kate felt near ready to pass out as she looked down to her hip and where Happy's name had been, a bloody mess now in it's place. She watched Barry through glazed eyes as he took the now removed piece of her skin and placed it into a zip lock bag.

"What are you gonna do with that?" She managed to mutter, through tears and pain and lightheadedness.

"I'm gonna send it to him as a reminder of you babe." Barry said in his low guttural tone. "Finish her off Wombat." he added moving away toward his bike.

Kate whimpered through her pain as Wombat pulled her to her feet. "Finish me off? What does he mean?"

"What do you think sunshine?" Wombat snarled.

"Wait? You're going to kill me?" She gasped.

"And the penny drops. You really think you could betray us the way you did and live to tell the tale Katie Bear?"

"Wombat, geez you're practically my fucking family." She pleaded.

"You've made it pretty clear that you don't see us that way anymore." he said as he dragged her down the embankment toward the bay as she heard Barry's bike start up.

"You're right. I don't." She spat at him. "And I haven't since you let Jason die!"

"You talk too much Katie bear." He said placing his hands around her throat.

She gasped and began to choke as Wombat's hands gripped tight around her neck, his thumbs crushing against her windpipe.

She heard the approach of more bikes, familiar bikes and tried desperately to hold on.

"Get the fuck off her!" She heard Happy's voice ring out across the night air and almost immediately the grip around her neck dropped and she crashed to the ground.

She coughed and sputtered trying desperately to get air back into her lungs as Kozik came to her side scooping her into his arms. "Jesus Katie. What the fuck did they do to you?" he said as his t shirt became drenched in her blood that trickled from her hip and he saw too, dripped down the inside of her thighs.

"Hap, she's in a bad way." Kozik said, as Kate lay slumped against him, her eyes closed and her breaths becoming more shallow.

"Then get her out of here while I deal with these sons of bitches." She heard Happy growl in a voice far more menacing and grim than she ever heard before, as she finally passed out in Kozik's arms.

"You were pregnant?" Happy asked as she lay against him several days later having been released from the hospital earlier that morning.

"Yeah. I lost it when they … when they did what they did to me." She said quietly, more broken than ever before.

"Who's kid?" he asked.

"Yours of course. Who's else could it have been?" she asked a little shocked at his words.

"I don't know. Koz's? Fuckin' Barry's?"

"You know I haven't fucked Kozik and I've been here for nearly four months Happy. I wasn't far enough along for it to be Barry's."

"We were always careful Kate. It couldn't have been mine."

"Then I guess I'm the Virgin Mary and it was an immaculate conception then Hap." She said dryly.

"You ain't no fuckin' virgin Kate."

"It's called sarcasm Hap. My point is take responsibility for the fact that it was your kid. There were a few times where you didn't use a condom and pulled out. All it can take is one drop."

"Yeah I guess. Well there ain't no kid anymore anyway."

"Jesus Happy! Your such an ass! Don't you think maybe I might be hurting over this?"

"You didn't even know you were pregnant till you lost it."

"So fucking what! Whether I knew or not I still lost our baby Hap." She said rising up on her elbows beside him and staring him down, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah I know babe." He said placing his arm around her and pulling her head back down to rest upon his chest. He couldn't bear to bring his eyes to rest upon the bandage at her hip, a skin graft in place of where his name had been inked, nor could he bear to think about everything else they'd done to her. He'd taken care of the fuckers. That's all he needed to think about.

"There's two more smiley faces here." She said quietly breaking the silence between them as she raised her head to meet his gaze, as a darkness fell across it. "What do they symbolize?" She dared to ask the question she'd almost been too afraid to ask before.

"You know the sort of shit the club is involved in and surely you're aware of my role within it." He answered her not wanting to spell it out to her, still wishing he could keep that part of him shielded from her.

"Why smiley faces?" She asked, he knew catching the meaning of his words as her fingers delicately brushed across the two freshest ones.

"It seemed fitting given my name." He answered.

"And these two. Are they?"

He nodded not needing her to finish asking the question and not knowing what her response was going to be.

"Thank you Hap." She said swallowing back tears again as she gazed upon him.

"You're welcome Little Lady." he murmured letting her head rest upon his shoulder once again.

A/N: Thank you for reading and please don't forget to review and let me know your thoughts!