I never thought a month was very long, 31 days wasn't anything in a span of a year! People that only had to serve a month in jail were lucky, or only had a month to accomplish something that was nothing. But I had proven everything I thought about that time span wrong over the last month. It had been a month since I said more than 'Hi' or 'Bye' to any of the club, to my two Brothers; hell I had barely said more than that to Happy! Just because we had ended the night of the fight naked didn't mean the next morning we were going to wake up and everything was going to be good again, he was still pissed, along with the rest of them. I had gone longer without speaking to them, usually when they were inside or went on some trip, but seeing them ride by on the road, or being at TM and not speaking to them, that was killing me. I had lived what seemed like a whole year in the last month without them, I had felt every second and minute pass and it was only getting worse as it went on.
That was why when I pulled up to the shop one Monday afternoon to do some paperwork I was surprised to see the black van I knew belonged to the club parked in front of my storefront.
"Bowie!" I just about passed out as I heard his voice saying my name. Jax was standing across the street in the doorway of Biacone Insurance. He directed me over and I went happily went across the way, even if I was walking into my own death I would get this silence over. Jax smiled at me when I got in front of him but didn't say anything just moved out of the way letting me in the door. Most of the guys were inside, along with the large insurance agent who seemed to be asleep.
"What are you guys doing?" I found my voice, the first time I had said more than 'boo' to them.
"I didn't think you should miss out on the fun," Jax informed me wrapping an arm around my shoulder and placing a kiss on my temple.
"Are you done playing princess locked up in a tower?" Chibs asked come over to the other side of me while the rest of the guys watched me, a black set of eye still burned into my skin like they were two laser beams. I gave Chibs a confused look and he opened his mouth again, "You've been avoiding us Love,"
"You've been ignoring me," I said back to him looking around the room, instantly feeling back to normal the Bowie from the last month was slowly dissolving in the group before me, these were my guys, the ones that would never vote Mayhem on me, that would die to save me no matter how hard I made it.
"No, we haven't get out of your own way girl," Bobby was standing in the opening of the hallway.
"Yeah!" Tig added, "It has been so boring without you!" he smiled fluffing up his curly mass of hair in the mirror on the wall.
"What happened to him?" I drew my attention towards the man asleep behind the desk.
"Lets just say don't eat any of Chuckie's fudge," Opie laughed, I scrunched up my face at the thought of eating anything Chuckie cooked.
"Noted,"
"Okay boys, get him ready!" Jax ordered laughing, finally Happy stopped staring at me and began helping move the man over to the middle of the room, as Tig removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt.
"um.." I began not sure what they were doing.
"We need a little...insurance that he does what we want," Jax knew what I was beginning to ask as they removed his shirt and Jax flicked a piece of leather towards the men. Unfortunately those were supposed to be his new underwear
"Oh Christ," I got more offended by every move the guys made. Finally after I had to divert my eyes they laid the guy across a bench in his new thong and Juice put a ball gag in his mouth and furry nipple clamps on. "Do I want to know what happens next?" I questioned but I didn't leave, I sat in the desk chair that they had removed Biacone from, I wasn't surprised that it was warm and I pulled both my good leg and my cast covered leg up under my knees. Before any of them could answer Chuckie opened the door informing them that they had a visitor and Jax let them in, all of the guys quickly looked at each other not sure what to make of who Jax had let in. "Holy Boobs," I muttered and caught the attention of who we were all watching.
"Well aren't you gorgeous!" a clawed hand reached out to me, "Venus Van Dam,at your pleasure," I took her hand in mine and smiled at her, the confidence radiating off her exploded through the whole room and I instantly liked her.
"Bowie,"
"Aren't you just the sweetest, you're enough to make a girl feel nervous," I had no clue what she was talking about, I had to fight the urge to text Vic and tell her I had just made us a new friend. Venus and Jax began talking and my view was blocked by Tig's ass, I put out a leg and kicked him with my cast leg making him move out of my way, but the kick barely woke him up from his tunnel vision to Venus. She was exactly Tig's type of jam, something to add to his collection of strange things. I wasn't the only one noticing Tig watch her as he picked up her duffle bag and lead her down the hall.
"It's not going to happen tiger," Venus muttered before following, and the boys instantly began chucking.
"You got your camera ready?" Bobby asked Juice and I finally put together what was going to happen. Tig came back down the hall followed by Venus in a leather cat suit that just about had a completely open chest.
"Damn I want to get a boob job now," I spit out looking down at what I used to think was a larger chest and Happy snorted from beside me.
"Oh no honey, you're perfect! Don't change what god gave you" I became even more confused as I tried to put together her words. "So what exactly am I going to do to Shamu?" she ran a finger down his chest.
"Ahh, just ride him a bit!" Jax almost choked on the words not believing they were coming out of his mouth. Being around the club you never knew what you would see but I could bet money that I would of never expected to see this. While Juice took the pictures the rest of the guys stood around watching not exactly sure how they should feel and Tig watched with enough interest for everyone of them.
"Shit," All of our attention was drawn to the door as what seemed to be a teenager came in.
"Awe shit you're blackmailing him!" he laughed clearly he was stoned out of his mind, "You guys are in the MC you're so cool," he pulled out his phone and began taking pictures of Biacone before Happy stood up and grabbed the phone out of his hand. "Hey!" the boy drew his attention to Happy, "I just want to use this shit against him too!" he reached for the phone again but Happy held it out of his reach.
"How old are you sugar?" Venus asked the boy coming over and resting her hand on his chest.
"21," he giggled like he was 12, jesus he was only 5 years younger than me, suddenly I became nervous on if I looked that way when I spoke or not. After the boy received a proposition from Venus he started towards the back of the office while Venus swore to meet him down there.
"Now why don't I go get pictures of that disillusion boy," she pulled her phone out of chest of her cat suit.
"That would be great," Jax sighed he obviously hadn't thought of a plan to deal with the boy yet.
"That will cost...against my bottom line,"
"2?" Jax asked and Venus giggled in response as Jax handed her money out of his pocket and she followed the boys down the hall.
"You know, you boys take me to the nicest places," I spoke into the quite room after she left.
"We just wanted you to see that we still trust you...that you are still one of us," Jax came down in front of me holding out a hand to pull me up.
"Enough of this silent treatment shit," Chibs spoke from the corner as Jax moved in closer.
"You're my only rope to the shore," he whispered in my ear, a saying JT had taught us when we were both young.
"And you're my only anchor to the sea," It only made sense to us, but back then JT had always said I would be he only to keep Jax grounded and he would be the one to pull me closer to the club. I was the calm shore, safety. He was the ocean, wild and unchangeable. JT had always treated us, raised us, like we were two parts of one whole person.
My nerves were once again running wild, which I was beginning to think was a new trend for me, especially when the black eyes beside me were present. He looked awkward in the overly pink room and you could tell he felt the exact same way; neither of us did well out of our comfort zone. We had been in this position before but it wasn't exactly great memories that we liked to look back on.
"Bowie McKenney?" A smiling redhead in more pink than the room came through the door almost hitting Happy with it because of his refusal to sit. "I'm Dr. Magenta," of course she was..I shook her hand before she turned to Hap, "And you must be Daddy?" I had to hold in a snort at the look he gave her but he gave her a deep 'Yes' as an answer. She took at seat on the small stool and opened her laptop before she began asking us a million questions, normal ones but it still seemed strange, we weren't really a family of question askers or answers.
"Well lets see what is going on in there," she definitely didn't have a shortage of excitement in her life. Like expected she put the cool gel on my stomach and Hap stayed in the corner keeping his mouth shut and arms crossed, the Dr. looked up at both of our expressions and finally let her smile drop. She remained quiet as she ran the scope over my abdomen that had gotten significantly rounder over the last month. The screen was pointed towards her as she began clicking on the machine with her other hand.
"You're measuring about 12 weeks," her voice was back down to a normal tone as well, and I felt Happy move in closer causing goosebumps to rise all over my exposed stomach. She hit a few more buttons before pictures started printing out of the side and it drew him in even closer as she turned the screen towards us and the sound of a heartbeat drowned out every other sound in the room. The Dr began smiling again watching both of us, and I knew the burning in my eyes were due to the tears forming. Nothing could of prepared me for what happened while I listen to the sound of our babies heartbeat bounced off every wall and burned into my brain; it wasn't pain I felt knowing there was another life thriving inside me where another had failed; as cliché as it was it felt like my heart was growing three sizes too big and I knew there was nothing in the world I wouldn't do to keep him or her safe.
"Hap," I looked up at him through my eyelashes and tears and he quickly took my hand, one that had been battered and bruised only a few shorts months ago.
"You're right where you are supposed to be Bowie," The sickening smile was back on her face but it didn't bother me as much as it had moments before, "With it being your second pregnancy it is normal to begin showing a little sooner, you're muscles have memories of the first time," she smiled down at my little rounded stomach before handing me a towel and Happy the pictures.
"Make an appointment with Becky out front, everything looks great," she stood up moving the machine back towards the wall before closing the door behind her. I wiped off the slime off my stomach while he stared down at the picture in his hand.
"Hap?" I said again this time as more of a question, "You okay?"
"Yeah Bowie," he looked up with a little smirk on his face as I hopped off the table. "I am,"
"We doing this?" there was no other choice now, not after I had heard that.
"Here we go again," he leaned down and pressed a kiss to my lips.
"Awe look at my nephew," Vic smiled down at the picture later that night at the club house. It was a Friday night and another SAMCRO party was going down even with all the shit going on.
"Let me see," Fawn grabbed the picture out of her hand smiling as well. She was still crashing at Gemma's or she was supposed to be; the last I heard, from Vic the club gossip, was she was spending most of her nights with a unidentified member! Not that Vic didn't waste most of her day and half of her nights trying to figure out exactly which one it was.
"He's watching us," Tara leaned in to the middle of the table speaking in a hushed voice to us. Clay was sitting at the bar along with Diamonds and Greg.
"What is going on with you guys and Clay?" Fawn questioned, "Because of what he did to Gemma?" Clay and Gemma were now living in two different homes and as far as I knew they weren't speaking. "He went to the police station with her when Unser got jumped at the house,"
"And where were you?" Vic quickly changed the subject hoping to get more information.
"Out," she stared Vic right in the eyes, if nothing else Fawn was excellent at keeping a secret she always had been. "Gem has been hanging out with this new dude Nero,"
"From the whore house?"
"Yeah, tall dark and gangster," Fawn laughed, "But he's nice, or he seems to be,"
"Thats a shame, she doesn't deserve that," I stepped on Vic's foot to shut her up.
"You mean he doesn't," Tara clearly didn't catch the hint.
"What are you lovely girls up to?" Bobby pulled a chair over from another table and sat in it backwards in between Fawn and I.
"5'8 last I checked," Vic gave him a smart ass answer causing us all the laugh and forget about the shit we were talking about.
"Come on, we need some extras for poker," He grabbed my hand not waiting for a reply and started pulling me towards the open Chapel doors.
"I'm going to head home," Tara informed us before everyone else started following Bobby and I.
"That's what I'm talking about!" Tig reached out to put an arm over Fawn's shoulder but she quickly dodged it, she still wasn't talking to him, Dawn's blood was too fresh, loosing the person you shared a womb with were wounds that wouldn't heal in a month.
"I'm drunk!" Fawn laughed resting her head on the table after a few hours of poker, nearly spilling her beer and my chips.
"That much is clear!" Vic laughed as well drinking out of the water glass we were sharing.
"That was Unser," Jax came in holding the phone up, it was just a small group of us left the rest had left for the night or gone off to a room with whatever crow eater they had rubbed up on for the night. "Roosevelt's wife took one in an invasion,"
"Who is doing this?" I questioned Happy after his shower as he got under the blankets beside me.
"Don't know," he was already tired from the days events and then add on top of that having the sheriff pointed down their throat he was at the volatile point, Hap was gone and the Tacoma Killer was laying beside me.
"Pope?" I asked again.
"We don't know Bowie," He turned off the light beside him and we were in complete darkness the only noise was the ceiling fan above us.
"We need to tell Katie," I turned towards him reaching out till my hand was flat on his chest and I slid in closer.
"Yeah," Katie Lowman would be over the moon to know I was 4 months pregnant.
"What are we going to do Hap? We are in so much shit we can barely tread water,"
"Shit will straighten itself out," he signed and my Happy was back. "We've got 5 months to figure it out," his calloused hand rested against my stomach and almost jumped me but soon after his breathing changed and I knew he was asleep.
Probably after an hour of laying beside him in silence I heard my phone beep from the end table beside me; of course it was a text from Vic that only person I knew that would text you at 3 AM.
Did you notice who wasn't there tonight? Clay and Nomads
I shook my head thinking back to earlier in the night, she was right, Clay and Nomads had left shortly after Tara had left.
What were they up to? My mind began spinning as Happy snored beside me.
AN: Well let me know what you think! What should happen next?
Thank you to all the reviewers!
-Bailey