Oh my loves, we are going to jump right in this chapter with some much needed drama between two certain couples. Enjoy it!


Malia POV

"Baby shower." I stood in little Esai's nursery and rolled my eyes as big Esai looked at me from the door way. "You have to come, your mom is going to be there."

"It's a girl thing." He rasped. "I don't want to go babe."

"The SAMCRO guys will be there." I smiled. "You get along with my dad and Hap. Fiasco and Nero will be around the clubhouse as well."

"Arright." He smiled. "I'll go, but just for you Malia." He hugged me. "For you and our son. My life."

"Love you." I kissed his nose. "So much Esai."

"I love you more." He smirked. "You're gorgeous. All glowing and shit."

"I know." I shook my head. "Thanks, I feel bloated and awkward."

"You're gorgeous and pregnant. Look at that bump." He rubbed it. "It'll be over in a couple months."

"Yeah, I'm almost eight months." I nodded. "Less than two months to go before we get to hold him and love on him."

"I can't wait to teach him how to shoot a gun." He smirked. "It's going to be fucking amazing."

"Oh man." I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to hide the clips from all of your guns. I really will babe."

"It won't be until he's older and can comprehend how the gun works." He smirked. "I won't put our kid in any danger babe."

"I'm craving a cupcake." I walked out of the room and towards the kitchen.

"I'll get it for you, whip cream on it too?" He smiled as he pulled open the fridge door and I took a seat.

"Yes!" I yelled. "Please!"

"One chocolate cupcake coming right up for my lovely ruca." I heard him squirt the whip cream. "I gotta ask you a question."

"What?" I looked at him and he set the cupcake down in front of me.

"Malia, will you be my lady forever?" He smiled. "My hyna, my ruca, my linda mujer? My wife?"

"Yes!" I jumped up and hugged him. "Omg! Esai!"

"Babe!" He laughed. He held the cupcake up to my face. "The ring."

"Duh." I smacked my head softly. "It's gorgeous babe!" I plucked it off the mountain of whipped cream and admired the dazzle of the white and yellow diamonds.

"I can't wait to tell Dasha you said yes." He smiled. "I asked for her blessing that day she came over, she gave it to me. I also asked your dad for his. They both gave me their blessings to pop the question."

"I'm happy. I'm going to cry!" I licked the cream off of the ring and slipped it on my finger. "Snug but it'll work."

"Won't have sausage fingers forever." He looked at my hand. "Wife and mother are good looks for you."

"I cannot wait to show it off!" I hugged him and jumped up and down. "I love you baby."

"I love you too." He rubbed my stomach and smiled.

#

"Guys!" I rushed over to Ima, Winsome, Ellie and Dasha. "Look!" I thrusted my hand in front of their faces.

"Omg!" Dasha popped up and wrapped her arms around me. "I can't believe it! I'm excited for this!"

"I'm jealous bitch." Ima examined the ring. "Lucky woman. I guess I should have been a Mayans hang around."

I laughed. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Congratulations." Winsome hugged me. "Gorgeous ring, gorgeous husband too."

"Thank you." I smiled at her.

"Can I be in your wedding?" Ellie asked quietly.

"Of course, you're practically our little sister. Right D?" I smiled at Ellie.

"Hell yeah, Dasha, Malia, and Ellie." Dasha nodded. "Then Ima and Winnie are our gorgeous older sisters who guide us through life. Winnie has helped me work through issues, Ima has too. Ellie is pushing me to work on music and you're here to listen to me cry like an idiot."

"Love fest." I pulled them all into a group hug. "I love you guys."

"We love you too." Winsome nodded. "I hope you like what I got the baby!"

"I will." I smiled and let them walk me into the clubhouse.

"Malia!" Gemma stole me away. "You look pregnant."

"Thanks." I smiled. "Esai proposed!"

"That's good baby." She hugged me. "You're making a honest man out of that boy."

"Thanks so much for this Gem. It means the world to me." I sat down with her. "It's like you're my mom or something."

"I'm everyone's mom." She scoffed. "Comes with the territory."

"Thanks for being there for my sister too. I know she appreciated it." I smiled. "I mean, she's doing okay but we know she's mostly being strong for everyone else's benefit."

"That's an old lady trait." She frowned. "She'll take care of herself in private. You're not the only one who got diamonds baby, you see the necklace Happy gave her?"

"No." I shook my head. "I'll see it when she comes in."

"Alright." She stood. "Eat and mingle sweetheart. This party is for you! Don't just hide in the corner."

"I won't." I stood and walked over to the food table.

"Malia." Juice hugged me. "You are very pregnant looking."

"I feel that way." I laughed. "You look good Juice. You been working out or something?"

He flexed and chuckled. "Yeah, I have been working out. I heard you're engaged, I just want to say congratulations and if you need a DJ, I'm your guy."

"Oh DJ Juicy Juice?" I smirked and grabbed a plate and started to pile pasta on it. "I'm definitely hiring you to be the DJ. Bobby can sing an Elvis song or two and of course Dasha will close it out."

"Perfect. You can have it here." He gave a big goofy grin.

"Never!" I rolled my eyes. "I want a real venue, like a beautiful garden! A huge garden or a sunflower field."

"That's so girly." He laughed.

"That's what weddings are." I filled a cup with pink lemonade. "Super girly and white and frilly. Everything Dasha isn't in life."

"Dasha is weird like that." He laughed.

"She's going to have to wear a girly dress! I cannot wait." I sat down at the plastic table. "Normal hair color and everything."

"No!" Dasha sat down. "Normal?"

"Yes, just for my wedding day." I kissed her cheek. "It's an absolute must."

"Anything for you little sister." She nodded. "Can I have a sip? Pink lemonade is my third favorite of the lemonade variety."

"You can take it. I'll get another cup." I handed it to her. "I want to play games and open presents."

"You're going to die when you see what I got the baby." She stood up. "It's practical."

"I'm excited." I smiled as she sauntered off. This was turning out to be quite a fun party.

SOASOASOA

Dasha POV

I was laying in bed with Happy at the clubhouse. Half way through the party I felt woozy and needed a nap. So he brought me to his room and refused to leave me alone. A knock sounded on the door and I pretended to stay asleep as Happy pulled open the door.

"Can we talk?" I heard Lyla ask him.

"Sure." He rasped. "I don't know what you gotta fucking say to me though." The door closed and I got out of bed and pressed my ear to the door.

"I wouldn't have bothered you but this is really important Hap." Lyla said.

"Spit it out." He growled. "Dasha is sleeping, I don't want her waking up and finding me gone."

"I'm pregnant Hap." She finally spit it out. "I can't get an abortion, I'm too far along for that."

"Are you fucking sure?" He barked out. "Are you sure the baby is mine?"

"Yes." She cried. "I'm too far along for him to be the father."

"Fuck!" Happy hit the door and I scooted away from it and stepped into the small bathroom. My head was spinning. This really couldn't be happening right now. There was no way this was reality. We had just got back together a month ago. I had been attacked and I was just now comfortable with him cuddling me in an intimate way. That bitch couldn't be pregnant.

"Shit." I closed the toilet lid and sat down on it. I grabbed Happy's razor off the sink and rolled it around in my hands as I fought the urge to storm out of the room and kill Lyla and the baby. First the croweater and now Lyla. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Dasha." Happy knocked on the door. "You good?"

"Yeah." I answered back. "I just felt like I was going to be sick."

"Okay." He said. "You going to open the door? I need to tell you something important Dasha."

"No." I said calmly. "I already heard the entire conversation. I'm a light sleeper Happy."

"Jesus." He popped open the lock of the door and let himself in. "Dasha, your hands are bleeding." He grabbed the razor from me.

"Shit." I looked at my palms. "I didn't even feel that at all."

"Babe." He dropped to his knees as he looked at my hands. "I didn't mean for any of this shit to happen. You have to believe me when I say that shit."

"I do." I pulled my hands away from him and closed them. "I don't know what to say here Happy. You're going to be a fucking dad. You won't be able to deny it because you're tan and that kid is probably going to be tan."

"Relax." He rubbed my cheeks. "Breathe and relax."

"I can't relax! You're going to be a dad! Do you know what that even means? This is like the croweater shit all over again except this time it's actually your fucking kid." I stood up and walked around him. "I can't live with that Hap. I can't."

"What's different this time?" He grabbed me. "You forgave me that first time."

"This baby, this fucking little bout of poor judgment you two made is going to rip this club apart. You're having a kid with a brother's old lady." I shook my head. "You're going to deal with this Happy."

"She said she's too far to get rid of it." He frowned. "Dasha, just don't fucking give up on me yet."

"Happy." I stared up at him. "You know she's going to need you and your help when she gets the boot from Opie. She already has one fatherless child."

"What are you trying to tell me?" I rubbed his tumbs over my cheek to rid them of tears.

"You can't be a deadbeat dad. That's what the fuck I'm telling you. You know what it's like to not have a dad. I know what its like. He may have popped in and out but he wasn't really a staple in my life." I sighed. "I'm fucking pissed off about this Happy. I really fucking am. I think we need to put some space between us and you handle what you need to handle."

"Dasha." He pulled me into a hug. "I can't give you space. I just fucking can't. I need you by my side babe."

"Happy." I spoke slowly and sternly. "I love you but I don't need this on top of everything else I've been going through recently."

"I can't let you end shit." He said. "Refuse to lose you again."

"I'm hurting here Happy." I rubbed my eyes. "I'm hurting so badly, I wish I wouldn't have heard it. I feel so mad."

"I know." He hugged me. "I don't know how to fucking fix this shit. I wish I knew how to baby. I really fucking did."

I slapped him. "You should have wrapped your shit up Happy! You should have fucking kept it in your pants asshole."

"I know." He held my wrists. "I'm so fucking sorry. She said she was on the fucking pill. I took her word. I know I shouldn't have."

"I can't breathe." I yanked free of him and stumbled out of the room and dropped to my knees in the hallway.

"Dasha, relax." Happy said.

"Get the fuck away from me!" I hissed at him. "I don't want to see you anymore right now! Get the fuck away from me!"

"What's going on?" Opie came rushing over. "What did you do to her?"

"Nothing." Happy backed away.

"He fucked me over again." I looked at Happy then to Opie. "Why don't you tell him what you did Hap?"

"This isn't the time." Happy said through gritted teeth. "There's a party going on Dasha."

"And!" I swallowed a few gulps of air. "Tell him or I will."

"What's wrong?" Lyla came teetering into the hallway and stopped dead in her tracks.

"Hap is getting ready to tell Opie the good news." I looked at her and her face fell.

"What news man?" Opie looked at Happy.

"He's going to he a dad." I looked at him. "Happy is going to be a dad."

"Oh man, that's great. Congratulations Dasha." He helped me to my feet.

"I'm not pregnant." I shrugged. "Lyla is having Happy's kid. Didn't she tell you that she fucked your brother while you were gone and I was in LA? Well now that's all in the fucking open." I ripped the chain from my neck and tossed it at Happy. "I'm done with your shit Happy."

"Dasha!" He chased after me as I made it to the open space of the clubhouse. "Don't do this shit."

"Fuck you Happy!" I pushed him backwards into Tig. "Fuck you and fuck that slutty ass whore Lyla!"

"You fucked my wife?" Opie came at Happy and punched him a single time and Happy made no move to guard his face. "You fucked my wife and now she's having your fucking kid?"

"Ope!" Lyla grabbed his arm. "Stop this right now! It's not his fault." Opie pulled his arm away and Lyla fell to the floor. It was full out hell.

"Fuck this place!" I stormed out of the clubhouse and towards the line of bikes as Malia and Esai came rushing towards me.

"What was that shit?" Malia grabbed me.

"If it wasn't bad already, Lyla is pregnant with his kid." I wiped at my eyes. "Can you help me move his bike out Esai?"

"Dasha what're you going to do?" Esai looked at me. "You can't ruin his bike. That's his livelihood."

"I don't give a fuck anymore!" I yelled. "Help me move it out, or I'll do this and all the bikes will catch fire."

He pulled the bike forward and I pulled my lighter from my pocket and rushed to my car to grab any flammable fluid I could find. I doused the bike and lit it on fire and in a matter of moments the bike was fully engulfed in flames. I walked to my car and sped off, only looking back to see Malia's car speeding behind me.

SOASOASOA

Kozik POV

"Guys!" Juice yelled. "I think Dasha may have set Hap's bike on fire!"

"What?" I looked at the security monitor and there was a raging fire. "Shit! Prospects grab the extinguishers and put it out!"

"Bitch." Happy spit out blood as we stood and watched the fire be put out. "I can't believe she fucking did that shit!"

"I can." I grabbed the front of his shirt and slammed him against the tow truck. "You did today what Lee's fucking daughter did in Tacoma asshole. You fucking broke her and her heart because you were too stupid to just not have sex."

"You don't think I know this shit Kozik." He pushed me backwards. "I fucked up! Big fucking time, I just chased the only woman other than my mom I loved out of my life over sex. I fucked Lyla and now she's knocked up and there's not a goddamn thing I can do about that shit!"

"I could fucking kill you right now. I fucking swear." I shoved him backwards. "But I know whatever shit Dasha is about to put you through will be a hundred times worse than death. You're lucky she didn't set you on fire Lowman!"

"You can fucking have Lyla." Opie put Happy on his ass. "You and her are both fucking dead to me. Come by and get her shit, it'll be on the front lawn. I knew I shouldn't have married a slutty porn star."

"Opie!" Lyla came out crying followed by a very pissed off looking Gemma, Ima, and Winsome.

"I don't want to talk to you!" Opie turned around and looked at her. "Prison clause or not you shouldn't have fucked Happy! You can get pregnant by him but with me you don't even want a kid."

"It was an accident!" She shrieked. "I slept with him mostly to piss off Dasha!"

"That's so fucked up." Ima slapped Lyla. "How dare you do that to my best friend!? You're supposed to be the nice girl. Tara is the bitch, remember when she hated you but Dasha comes to town and you two fucking gang up on her and you fuck her man and get knocked up."

"You fucked Jax and Opie." Lyla whined as she held her face.

"I was a goddamn croweater! That's what I did sweetheart! You're an old lady, you're supposed to set a damn example." Ima slapped her again. "You're lucky you're pregnant otherwise this would be a brawl."

"You can calm down." I grabbed Ima.

"No!" She shrugged me off. "Dasha is like a little sister to me Kozik. She's the best thing that has literally happened to me in my life and it breaks my heart to see her heart broken. She taught me how to be a better woman. I owe it to her to tell people off when she's she's not around."

"Alright." I nodded and smiled to myself.

"Happy, I'm disappointed in you." Ima poked him in the chest. "You know how many guys Dasha turned down for you? Too many. You aren't even fuckin' worth the pain you're putting her through."

"Who even knew the girl could use her mouth for something other than blow jobs." Gemma scoffed as Ima and Winsome drove off. "You three get the fuck out of here. You ruined the shower and Dasha."

"I'm going to go see Dasha." I rolled my eyes. "I'll keep you updated Gemma."

#

"She's asleep." Esai said when I walked into the house. "Malia gave her some sleeping pills and it knocked her right out."

"Alright." I shrugged out of my cut. "I think sleep is good for her."

"SAMCRO always that dramatic?" He chuckled.

"Only during special parties." I shook my head.

"Ah, figures." He sipped his soda. "You beat Happy's ass?"

"After Opie did." I frowned. "Shit was hard to watch."

"Seeing her torch the bike was hard to watch." He shuddered. "She's a pro at starting a fire."

"Gets it from her mother." I sighed. "I'm going to lay down, make yourself at home and congratulations on the engagement. I saw the ring."

"Thanks man." He shook my hand.

Just what we needed, Dasha on a anger feuled rampage. I was really starting to wish I would have left the two back in Texas.