Getting back to the clubhouse Happy led Clair into his dorm. After slamming the door shut he kissed her once again. Clair moaned kissing him back. She couldn't help herself. He was a damn good kisser and she was feeling horny.

"Fuck Clair please don't leave me. I want this marriage to work. I know it happened in Vegas, but shit I want you as my wife and Ol Lady." said Happy.

"Happy," Clair tried to reason. Though Happy just kissed her into a frenzy and they ended up in bed together.

~The next day~

Happy held his wife and he didn't want to let go. When she got up to pee he mad sure that she stayed in the dorm and didn't leave.

"Church Hap. Wrap it up!" Jax yelled.

"I should say the same thing to you bro." Happy fired back as he left the room. From what Clair gathered they got their guns back from the Mayans so it was all good on that end, but now it seemed like some one by the name of David Hale was trying to make things difficult for the sons.

Lastly both Jax and Happy have been thinking things over about what their father wanted and both were on the fence for different reasons. Happy was a killer who loved blood. Jax wanted something better after his son was born.

~Church~

"Okay Hale is trying to get us and piss us off. He got the Lodi team. So now what are we gonna do?" Tig asked.

"Another Murder on Lodi. We find some scumbag, a dealer, woman beater, or rapist and kill him.' said Clay. Happy just looked at his President in shock.

"I don't know with ATF and everyone looking at the warhouse it's not a good time to kill." said Jax. Happy nodded agreeing with his little brother by blood and by the club.

"It's never a good time to kill." said Clay.

"Okay all we need to have a murder is bodies and a crime scene. I'm going to see Skeeter and having him get some bodies for us to stage a crime scene. Remember brains before bullets." Jax said pointing.

"He's right brother." Happy rasped. Jax looked at his older brother and nodded. They all planned it out on how to get Darby and Alvarez. When Church ended Clair was dressed and about to take over the world.

"Where are you going?" Happy asked.

"My UT Martin roommate asked me to come meet her and have some drinks with her while I'm in California." said Clair.

"It's not a good time to leave on your own even if you are meeting a friend." said Happy.

"Okay her name is Veronica Pope. She wanted to get away from her father being up her ass all the time. So we both ended up at UT Martin for four years. Living in the same Dorm as roommates. I was studying Early Chidlhood Education while she was going for business. She was my sister and best friend and the only one of my college friends that didn't insist that I go wild. Now she wants me to come to Oakland to see her." said Clair.

"Hell no! You are not going to Oakland with all this shit up in the air!" Happy raised his voice.

"Okay her fiance is Laroy Wayne. Leader of the One Niners. We are meeting at his bar on 39th and Glendal. Just cause you won't give me a divorce or an annulment doesn't mean you are going to stop me from seeing my friends. I've lived with this woman for four years in college, and I must say out of all of my friends she is my best friend. Now if you excuse me." Clair said as she headed out to her rental as all the guys snickered at the look on the Tacoma killa's face.

Happy was about to say something when Jax cut him off. "You got the who, what, when, where, and the address of where she'll be at." he said.

"Laroy won't let anything happen to her." said Clay.

"I don't want to lose her man." said Happy.

"Okay for your peace of mind I looked up your wife's college roommate. Veronica Pope twenty five years old. Lives in Oakland California. Studied business at the Univeristy of Tennessee at Martin. Now she is a real estate broker at Pope Reality. She checks out Hap." said Juice.

"Alright Tig, Juice, and Jax go see Skeeter." said Clay.

"Lets go. Cash for cadavers." said Jax as they all left and Happy went into his dorm and laid back down.

~Oakland~

"So what brings you to Cali?" Veronica asked her best friend. Even though they lived miles apart technology was a wonderful way of stayin in touch. They talked every day and emailed and even facebooked one another.

"I went to my next neighbor, CJ Perry's, bachlorette party in Las Vegas a few weeks ago and got a bit too wild. I ended up married." Clair confessed.

"Shit boo that sounds like something I would be dumb enough to do. Here you go you might need this strong one." Veronica said handing Clair a Long Island Iced Tea. "So I guess with the stupid laws you are here to convince him to annul the marriage or give you a divorce?" she asked.

"Yes but the stubborn asshole won't. He flat out refuses, and last night he seduced me in order for me to shut up about it and then he begged him not to leave him. Okay he's fucking good in bed and there is a spark there, but I'm a Tennessee girl. I always will be that's my home. Second I'm not like you. I cannot handle his lifestyle. I'm supposed to look the otherway about illegal shit happening and more importantly looking the otherway while he sleeps around while I have to remain faithful. Nuh uh. It doens't work that way with me. Either don't abuse me and stay faithful to me or I'm out the fucking door. I dont' put up with that shit." Clair said flat out.

"That's the way it should be no matter what lifestyle your man has. Hey honey I'm Kiesha the bartender. I tell all my guys flat out what I expect and it's the same as you and if they don't like it there's the fucking door." the woman said.

"So what are you going to do now that he refuses to sign and you have tried everything you could to get him to?" Veronica asked.

"It's just a piece of paper. So I'm going to tell him I'm going back to Nashville to get the rest of my stuff and not come back." said Clair.

~Clubhouse~

Jax felt bad about screwing Emily Duncan, but he had to so she would go out with Skeeter and he needed those bodies. Jax loved Tara still and he wanted another chance with her. Breaking out of his thoughts by a knock at his door he called out. "Yea."

"Hey." Happy said walking in.

"Hey brother." said Jax. "Do you ever question yourself? I mean do you like all the killing and the violence?" he asked.

"Never really thought. All I know is do what ever I need to do for the club and that would be that. Why are you asking?" Happy asked.

Jax handed a book over to Happy. "It's dad's manuscript. Explained how he didn't want to get into running guns." he said.

Happy read what it sead on the front. How the Sons of Anarchy Lost Their Way by John Thomas Teller. For my sons Happy may you realize my mistakes and either get out or correct them, for my Tommy who is already at peace, and for Jackson may he never know this life of chaos. "Shit!"

"I know brother. It's time for a change. All of this shit, feds. I swear after having Abel and then finding this on the exact same day just flipped something in me. I cannot explain it man." said Jax.

"Well as long as Clay is President you can't really do much. We can't really do much I should say. Oh thanks for yesterday. Getting my wife out of the Hairy Dogg. That was the last place she needed to be was there at all let alone when shit went down and you left that douchebag nearly nutless." said Happy.

"He's lucky that son of a bitch is still breathing. Hap was my mom right about something? Last night I came home and found her in my house cleaning up and I told her not to worry about it and then as she kept on going on and on about what my house needed I went off on her and said that Abel wasn't going to make it. I said he has a hole in his heart and half of his stomach and that he was going to die. Mom slapped me and said that I'm the only one that he has and if I didn't believe he was going to make it that I should just go down and kill him myself." said Jax.

"Alright you are Abel's father meaning you don't ever give up on him until the end. Gemma's words about killing him yourself were uncalled for and not necessary. Your mom tries to bend everything to make you see things her way and that's fucked up. You need to own your place of being a father brother, club brother, and VP in that order. You have no problems standing up to Clay about club shit. Stand up to your mother about personal shit!" said Happy.

"You're right. It's so hard though. You have no idea how much I love her." said Jax.

"I get you. I love my ma and aunt too. Though I don't let them dictate my life. I respect them and listen to their opionions, but the decisions about my life are mine and mine alone unless it comes to the club and then that's club business. Though I kind of about flipped on my wife cause she wanted to go to her college roommate's boyfriend's bar and have a few drinks with her. She's so used to doing what she wants back in Nashville, but it's a different world out here. Also I dare someone to tell me to my face I married her for her money. Bull fucking shit. I married her because I'm tired of being alone and when I saw her, talked to her, held her hand and partied with her that night in Vegas I felt something that I can't explain. Now she's trying to leave me, but I'm not letting it happen. I love her Jax." said Happy.

"I know you do brother. I can see it." Jax was about to say something else when Chibs yelled.

"JAX LETS GO GET THE BODIES. HAPPY CLAIR IS BACK!"