Walking into the bar on the main strip of Charming, Alex glanced around in search of the redhead she was meant to be meeting. Amidst the regular dead beats and drunkards, there was Lindy sitting at the back of the bar settled in a booth. With a bright smile on her face, Lindy waved Alex over and got up to greet her with a hug. As she stood, Alex was able to fully see her outfit. Long pale legs stretched out from underneath a short denim skirt, paired with a tight half-buttoned flannelette. Alex probably looked frumpy in comparison in her boot cut jeans and a tight t-shirt.

"Hey, Lindy! Didn't know this was a dress-up event" Alex smirked, giving the woman a full look over.

"Felt the need to do something good for myself" Lindy smirked, gesturing for Alex to sit down. "I ordered you a beer, hope you don't mind"

"Not at all" Alex smiled, sipping on the bottle in front of her.

The women chatted idly, indulging in gossip about the other bitchy moms from the daycare. It wasn't until Alex's cellphone started ringing an hour later that anyone had interrupted them.

"Hello?" Alex asked as she flipped open the cellphone, not recognizing the number.

"Aye. It's Chibs" the Scottish brogue came down the line. There was a solemnity in his voice that instantly had Alex holding her breath. She could hear faint whimpering in the background.

"What's up?" Alex asked, face pale and making Lindy worry.

"Hap brought Max to play at the clubhouse with Abel. Boy fell from the play structure and broke his arm. We're on our way to the hospital right now"

"Fuck. Okay. I'll meet you guys there" Alex mumbled, snapping her phone shut and shoving it into her purse.

"I'm so sorry, Lindy. I gotta get to the hospital" Alex apologized profusely. Lindy stood with her, a worried look on her face.

"What happened? Is everything okay?" Lindy asked, throwing cash onto the table and following Alex walking briskly to the door.

"Max is on his way to the hospital with a broken arm" Alex whispered, a shot of pain going down her spine as she admitted out loud. Every maternal bone in her body, which was admittedly very few, were screaming at her.

"Oh! I'll come with you!" Lindy said, wrapping an arm around Alex's shoulder and leading her to the truck Lindy drove.

Pulling up to the hospital, Alex spotted the T-M van sitting in the parking lot. With Lindy hot on her heels, Alex rushed into the emergency waiting room. In the far corner of the waiting room, Chibs was pacing and rubbing aggressively at his chin.

"Chibs! This is Lindy. Lindy, this is Chibs." Alex introduced the two quickly. "Where are they?" Alex asked frantically, giving the man a shaky hug.

"Down the hall, Lass. Room 11" He mumbled, squeezing her quickly. "I'm going for a smoke"

Alex watched his back disappear through the doors, shooting Lindy a quick smile.

"Go follow him, don't think I didn't see that look" Alex shot her a wink before rushing off to find Room 11. It didn't take much to find the room, nestled at the end of a hallway. The door was cracked and she could hear Max demanding Happy sing him a song, which Happy adamantly refused.

"Maxwell!" Happy finally snapped, his voice slightly harsh. "I told you, she'll be here soon"

"Hey dude" Alex smiled, pushing the door open and peeking her head through.

"Al!" Max called, good arm stretching out towards her. She pressed a kiss to the tuft of dark hair on the crown of his head, smiling at Happy.

"I leave you alone for two hours…" Alex teased, watching Happy glower at her.

"I left the prospect to watch the kids so I could take a piss and I come back to the kid with a broken arm" Happy grumbled, fists clenching into tight balls. Obviously the two hours she had been away had been very stressful for him. His usual scowl was filled with stress and pain.

"Don't be mad at the prospect. Shit happens, Hap" Alex mumbled, scooting onto the bed next to Max who was playing with a magazine that had been snagged from the waiting area. Pushing her hair back and out of her face, Alex shot Happy a grin.

"Ya can take him to the ring if you're still grumpy about it later" Alex mumbled, watching Happy smile. She poked his shin lightly with the tip of her black shoes.

"Ya went to the bar in runners?" Happy smirked at her, raising an eyebrow. Alex blushed and carefully pulled a whining Max into her lap, hiding her face in his hair.

"Didn't realize I was gonna show up and Lindy would be in heels and a tiny skirt. Would have put more effort in" She mumbled, embarrassed at the juxtaposition of her casual outfit compared to Lindy's great effort. Happy laughed, shooting her a wink. Alex bit her lip and blushed deeper. Happy was about to say something suggestive just as there was a knock on the door. The little family whipped around to look at the doctor peeking through the door.

"Maxwell Lowman?" The high pitched voice asked, reading from a chart. Max nodded from his spot on Alex's lap, thumb stuck in his mouth. The doctor came in and sat down on a rolling stool that was sitting near the bed, quickly reading over the chart. He quickly introduced himself and rolled in front of Max and Alex.

"All right, so what happened?"

"Fell off the play structure" Happy responded gruffly, chewing on the side of his thumb. Alex laughed lightly upon seeing the doctors anticipation of more of an explanation from Happy.

"Max is pretty clumsy and loves running. He fell off the play structure and landed on his arm wrong" Alex explained smoothly, fingers running through Max's fluffy hair.

"Okay," the doctor nodded, his blonde hair flopping on his head. "I'm just gonna touch it, is that okay Max?" The toddler nodded, holding his injured arm out to the doctor. The doctor gently and carefully palpated around the arm before confirming that the arm required an x-ray.


Sitting in the emergency room at the hospital sucks, sitting in the emergency room with a tired, cranky toddler is even worse. It took a while for the x-ray to get done and took even longer for Max to get his cast done. Now they were on their way home, well past bedtime.

Max looked kind of adorable with his little white cast holding his arm bent 90 degrees at the elbow. Tiny little fingers peeking out the edge and clutching onto Happy's kutte as he slept against his shoulder, thumb stuck in his mouth.

Chibs and Lindy had left a few hours earlier, popping in to tell them that Chibs was going to give Lindy a ride back to her car that was left at the bar. They had stopped at the hospital gift shop and picked up a small stuffed dog for Max to make him feel a little better. The little boy was immediately obsessed with the fuzzy blue dog and hadn't let go since it was given to him.

"Hate being trapped in this fuckin' cage if I'm not driving" Happy growled, rubbing a hand down Max's back gently as they sat in the passenger seat of the car on the way home.

"Sorry, Hap. Max is a daddy's boy through and through. Not my fault he wants you to hold him when he's feeling like shit" Alex shrugged, watching as Happy rested a hand on her thigh. She caught a glimpse of him rolling his eyes at her statement and she smirked at him.

"No pouting, Lowman. You would hate it if he was a momma's boy" she teased, sticking her tongue out at him.

Pulling into the driveway, Alex spotted Grumpy pacing on the porch in front of the door. There was a bike parked in the driveway that she quickly recognized as Quinn's.

"You know Quinn was in town?" Alex mumbled, peering at Happy who shook his head no. Nodding, Alex stepped out of the car and held her hands out for the sleeping Max. Happy handed him over, wiggling out of the death grip on his kutte easily.

"How's the kid?" Quinn's deep voice spoke from the porch. He was leaning against the railing, puffing on a smoke as he watched the small family get out of the car.

"Arms broken" Alex smiled sadly at him, tugging the dart from between his fingers and puffing on it quickly. "Gonna go put him in his bed and I'll be right out, Rane"

After Max was settled into his bed, sleeping soundly and sucking on a soother, Alex wandered back out to the back porch to find Quinn and Happy sitting and talking. Whereas the front porch had the swing, the back porch was covered in lawn chairs. Happy easily tugged Alex by her wrist, pulling her into his lap. With a grin, Alex reached down into a wooden box that they used as a side table and grabbed the small bong that was hidden in it. Listening to the two men discuss the ongoings of the club, Alex packed a bowl and offered it to Quinn who readily accepted it.

"Some new shit Juice gave me" she explained, "Where to next, Rane?" Alex asked, watching as he easily cleared the bowl and offered it to her.

"Heading North next, figured I'd come visit on the way" His deep voice rumbled, smoke escaping him as he talked.

"You know you're always welcome here, brother" Happy mumbled, lighting the bowl for Alex as she inhaled and relaxed into Happy's chest.

"Yeah, Quinn. You know Max loves when you visit" Alex grinned, offering the bong to Happy who declined. Tucking it back into the side table, Alex rested her head on Happy's shoulder as she listened to Happy and Quinn chat.

It didn't take long for the stress of the day to catch up with Alex as she fell asleep quietly on Happy's shoulder. Both men were puffing on cigarettes and sipping beer, discussing the shit that had gone down with the coke and Miles. Quinn was open with his opinions on the situation, backing Hap in his decision to vote no against running the drugs. His anger towards Clay and his recent decisions was peeking out in the privacy away from the clubhouse. Happy had an arm wrapped around Alex, holding her comfortably to his chest as she snored softly into his neck.

"She's pretty fuckin' cute, hey?" Quinn grinned, quirking an eyebrow at Happy. With a grin, the bald man sipped his beer.

"Hasn't changed since I met her" he mumbled, thumb absentmindedly rubbing her hip.

"How long ago was that?" Quinn asked curiously. Alex and Happy never really shared any details on their relationship, however, Quinn was curious as he himself had known her for 5 years.

"'Bout 7 years" Happy shrugged, reminiscing on the first day he spotted the daisy dukes peeking out from under the hood of her charger.

"I've known you for a long time, Hap. Don't think I ever saw ya stick to one gash for longer than 7 hours before Ally. Let alone 7 fuckin' years" The large man chuckled as he ashed off his dart into the ashtray on the side table. Happy shrugged, contemplating whether or not to open up anymore to his old president and one of his closest friends.

"Never had a gash who was willin' ta mouth off to me before. Most bitches are too scared to look me in the eyes, let alone call me a few names." Happy explained easily, "Plus she fucked me even before she told me her name" This caused both men to laugh, deep chest rumbling laughter. Alex shifted and was shook from her slumber, rubbing her eyes slowly.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, voice quiet.

"Nothin' for you to worry about, darlin'" Quinn grinned at her as she glared at him playfully.

"I'm going to bed" she grumbled, standing up from her spot in Happy's lap. "You're welcome to Koz's bed or the futon. You can even head out to the futon in the shop if you need" Alex smiled at Quinn as she pointed toward the workshop out back. Quinn nodded and raised his beer to Alex.

"Thanks, Ally. Sleep tight" the large man grinned at her as she walked past and into the house.

"Gotta say, Hap. Hate to see her leave but love to watch her go" Quinn teased as he blatantly stared at Alex's ass as she disappeared into the house. Happy glared at him but agreed, lighting another smoke.