Happy Friday everyone! Hope you've all had a good week and that you enjoy this chapter. I do not own anything but the plot.
Happy brought Bella her breakfast along with his own. He wanted to be the one providing for her, proving to her he could take care of her. He didn't want to always be the one waited on like some of his brothers. Nah, he wanted to show her he could take care of shit too, it wasn't all on her. He had no doubt she'd be a pain in his ass about it but that's what he liked. He liked it when she was his Spitfire.
"Thank you," she said, smiling up at him. Her eyes still held no fear of him, even after he had burnt the shit head and smiled about it in front of her. Considering the crazy shit she'd dealt with before she moved to Charming he thought she was probably gonna handle his crazy alright. Then again he would make sure she never got to see him work on anyone. That would be too much.
"Don't tell me you're whipped already brother," Jax chuckled at the exchange. Happy just flipped him off with a smirk. He didn't care. If it meant he got to play with those perfect tits again she could consider him whipped. Hell if he got more than just playing with titties and to see that fucking adorable smile of hers then he'd be her waiter daily. He just hoped he wasn't reduced to taking care of himself while thinking of her for too much longer, he thought he'd be done with that shit last time he got out of Chino.
"Don't be mean, it's sweet," Gemma scolded which had Clay choking on his coffee. "What, it is!"
"Just didn't think I'd ever hear anyone call Happy sweet," Clay said when he could breathe properly again.
Happy just rolled his eyes and focused on eating. Whoever had cooked had done a good job of the pancakes. He loved pancakes. He glanced over glad to see that Bella was eating hers too. He'd take her out somewhere like he promised, somewhere cool, not some uptight restaurant where neither of them would be comfortable. After he'd taken her out though she was going to need her energy. She was new to the physical aspect of a relationship, he could tell by the way she acted when he played with her tits, so he'd teach her everything. He'd known her cherry hadn't been popped but assumed she'd at least have fooled around some, since she hadn't he would have to teach her everything. She would need sustenance for that, and if he had his way stamina to keep up with him too. He hoped she was a fast learner.
When they'd finished Bella took their plates away and came back with two huge mugs of coffee. He nodded and fought a smile when he saw she'd remembered he took his black.
"I'm going to get to work, but I'll see you later?" Bella asked him hesitantly, her lip between her teeth. He guessed that she'd need time to see he was on board with this. He'd give her that, he'd be patient.
"Yes you will," he said, pulling her down for a kiss. She kissed like the Spitfire he knew her to be. With passion and fire, he couldn't get enough.
He slapped her tight, perky ass not too hard as she walked away and smiled at her jump before she giggled.
"Dude, keep that shit from the table. Think I've lost my appetite now," Jax said, pulling a face. Happy raised his eyebrows, he'd seen Jax fuck bitches on this very table before. "Crow Eaters are different, Bells like my sister dude, I do not need to be seeing that shit."
"Look away then," Happy taunted. He wasn't dialing it down now he actually had his girl. A kiss and an ass smack was tame for this place.
"Got an ETA for the Nomads and Tacoma, brother?" Clay asked, ignoring his stepson and Happy's bickering.
"Sometime this afternoon, they know how important it is to get lockdown lifted," Happy said seriously. The sooner everyone could get out of there, the happier they'd all be. And the sooner they could figure out if it was Bella's ass the Niners were gunning for or not, the happier he'd be. He'd kill them all if he needed to.
"Set up a meet with Leroy tonight then," Clay told Jax who nodded.
"When they get here I need to talk with Quinn one on one. He know about you and Bells?" Clay asked.
"Not yet. He knew it'd be coming though," Happy said. Last time they'd been in Charming was the last time Quinn and he saw each other and they'd only spoken over the phone for Happy to be kept up to date or sent where he was needed. That happened at times but Happy felt it was more to do with Bella this time round. Quinn would get past it and everything would go back to normal. Eventually. It just might take some time. Happy realised he was going to need a lot of fucking patience over the next few weeks or months.
"Well good luck to you man, I wouldn't want to cross Quinn," Clay chuckled while starting up a cigar before getting up from the table.
"It's not just Quinn you need to worry about. All these boys care for Bella, brother," Jax said casually, leaving the threat unspoken but there anyway. Happy just inclined his head. He was pissed off that everyone thought they had a say in his business. Still he couldn't be annoyed at the care his brothers showed his girl, or the fact they had her back. It also went to show just how much they cared, he'd never threatened a brother over a bitch, with the exception of one who'd been beating on a woman and was now no longer a brother. Taking that son of a bitch out had got him his fifth smiley face and had felt good as hell.
"I best go call Leroy," Jax said, getting up from the table and leaving his empty plate, just as Clay had done. Gemma went to collect them and clean up. He knew it was an Old Lady's place, they did the cleaning, looked after the house, the kids, the man and the man provided, put money on the table and made sure that the family was protected. That's not how Happy saw it though. Not how he wanted it. His lady took good care of him then he wanted to take good care of her. He could bust a plate or wash up, it wouldn't hurt nothing and she could ride his dick all night long. Fair. He just had to get there with his girly first. It also meant that he was going to have to seriously think about that transfer too.
"Looks like someone had a good night," Tig exclaimed, smacking Happy on the shoulder as he sat down in Bella's empty seat. "Virgin pussy? Haven't had that in years, you lucky bastard."
"Fuck you Trager," Happy snarled, he didn't like Bella being spoke about like that. Plus the fact that he hadn't actually got any pussy. Probably wouldn't for a little while either.
"Ouch, still blue balling it. Shame. Your girls got fantastic tits, what I wouldn't give to motorboat them," Tig said, he obviously had chosen death when he'd woke up.
"Yeah well keep dreaming, it's even better than you can imagine," Happy said, his mind going back to those fantastic breasts and those noises Bella made when he worshiped them. Fuck he was half way to stiff just thinking on it.
"You lucky fucker," Tig groaned. "How was the road?"
"Alright, good fun up in Utah, you'd have loved it," Happy grinned, they had to enforce some rules. Some druggies were hitting up the local high school, had to be taught a lesson after more polite methods were unsuccessful. "Kozik said hi by the way, he's comin' up."
Happy smirked as Tig started bitching about Kozik again. That rivalry was always fun to watch explode. Then they'd end up in the ring, smash the fuck out of each other and go back to the rivalry the next day. It was hilarious.
After catching up with Tig then Juice, Happy went outside to have a smoke and see if he could see his girl. Watching her work on cars was hot. He wondered if while they were in lockdown and there was less chance of any other assholes seeing he could get her to work in those short shorts she'd worn last time he'd been through.
Happy stepped into the sunshine and put on his shades, lighting his smoke he looked around to catch sight of Bella. He frowned at what he saw. She was standing with Chibs by the Teller-Morrow truck that was still riddled with bullet holes, obviously in the middle of stripping it. Her face was pinched in pain, something was wrong.
He was fairly certain Chibs wouldn't try it with Bella, not now, Chibs was as loyal as they came and Happy counted him as a friend as well as a brother, however that didn't stop Happy from feeling more than a little possessive. He'd never had a woman before, not one that he was with, not one to feel possessive over. He wondered briefly if that was normal or just his asshole personality shining through at it's best.
"You alright, girly?" Happy asked as he walked over to them.
"Ah, Hap, maybe ye can help me 'ere," Chibs said looking frustrated. Happy raised an eyebrow and waited. "Ye girl is in pain, I can see she's in pain, but she's just crackin' on an won't let me check her back."
"I told you, I'm fine," Bella snapped, pissed off. Her shoulders tensed and her hands balled into fists.
"An I told ye ta stop bein' a pain in me arse and a damn martyr and let me just bloody look! It could be infected!" Chibs argued with her.
"Spitfire, just let him look," Happy said firmly, ignoring the look of hell that she shot him.
"I'm fine!"
"Yeah, you are," he smirked looking her over and making her roll her eyes but her lips twitched as she tried to not show her amusement, minx. "Now, top up, let me see the good stuff while the Scot checks your back."
"I'll swap wi' ya brutha," Chibs chuckled and Happy just flipped him off. Fuck no was anyone else seeing what was his.
Happy folded his arms and waited for her to give in as she glared at him and Chibs. Bella went to fold her arms in imitation but winced in pain. Happy sighed, fucking Spitfire.
"Now Spitfire," he said with a bit of a bark to his voice. He loved the fact that she didn't flinch away from him, just glared harder, she was perfect.
"Asshole," she muttered before lifting up her shirt. Happy grinned at her as he caught sight of her black lacy bra.
"See, it's fuckin' infected! I knew it, ye of left this ya could've died. Ye gotta accept some help lass, no one looks down on ya. Tha only bastard who does that is on thin ice an his opinion don' fuckin' matter any how," Chibs said looking closely at her back, his brows furrowed. Happy stopped staring at her tits and went to look. He reeled back slightly, shit, that was infected. There was a line on her back like she'd been slashed with a knife only wider, just under her bra strap and it was inflamed with a fiery red glow to it. "I need ta go oot and get some antibiotics. Ye Bells, need ta go sit the fuck down, or lie down. Leave tha fuckin' truck, we're all mechanics we'll sort it."
Happy went back to look at Bella's face, tears brimmed in her doe eyes and her face was flaming red. Her mouth was still pinched in pain.
"Come on girly, couple of pills you'll be fine," he said wondering what her deal was. She couldn't be that pissed that they'd made her get help.
"It's not that," Bella said, her eyes dropping to the floor, her hands in the hem of his shirt fiddling with it. "I'm always needing help. I just wanted to do this, I don't want to be a burden, I want to help the club. Pull my weight. I don't want anyone…" She took a deep breath. "I don't want you thinking I'm always this damsel in distress that needs someone coming to help her."
"Eh now, fuck tha shite. Tig was tha damsel in distress this time, ye were his knight in shinin' armor, ye do more tha yer fair share round here an' we all know it," Chibs disagreed passionately. He pressed a kiss to Bella's forehead making Happy's fists clench. "Ye got this brutha?"
"Yeah, I got it," Happy nodded before wrapping his arm around Bella's trim waist. Chibs smirked at this before he walked away. "Come on girly." He said walking Bella over to the picnic bench they'd sat at a while ago now.
Bella sat down next to him, her eyes on her hands, they were still swimming with tears.
"Ya a fuckin' Spitfire, ya stared down a vampire and pistol whipped him so I didn't kick it. Ya pulled a gun on fuckin' werewolves. Ya kicked the crap out of and shot the bastard who tried to hurt ya. And you saved Tigs life. So cut this shit about being a damsel in distress. That's bullshit and ya know it," Happy said fiercely and sincerely, she was kickass and he loved that shit. She just had to see herself the way he saw her.
"Thanks, Happy," she said,looking up at him and smiling shyly.
"Don't need to thank me, nothing but the truth," Happy said with a nod at her. She sat up and brushed his lips with hers.
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap so he could deepen the kiss and cop a feel. His hands were on her ass as she nipped at his bottom lip making him growl. That shit was hot as fuck. He pulled her firmer onto his lap, his thumbs going under her borrowed shirt and feeling the silky skin there. She broke the kiss gasping for air with a smile on her lips, her hands fisted in his shirt at the shoulders. He wasn't done with her yet though. If all he could do to her for now was kiss her he was going to kiss her till her eyes rolled back in her head and her knees shook.
His hands had just started traveling further up as he made out furiously with her when a pointed cough interrupted them.
Happy took a hand off Bella's smooth skin and made a shooing gesture to whoever was wanting them. They could wait.
"Quinn's about two minutes out, don't think you want him to catch you humping his kid," Bobby said with a chuckle. Happy groaned and pulled away. Fucker was right. Quinn would lose his shit.
Bella was breathing heavily, her forehead against his.
"Chibs and Jax are going to go get ya some stuff from the hospital sweetness. Though you look just fine to me," Bobby said, eating this shit up.
Happy slowly moved Bella out of his lap. His dick going down at the thought of being caught by Quinn. Shit, he felt like a teenager again, sneaking around so parents didn't catch him screwing their daughters.
"Feelin' better?" Happy asked, raising his eyebrows and smirking at her red complexion.
"Much better," she said, nibbling her lip coyly. Her eyes sparkling again. Fucking minx. She must have known what she was doing.
"I'd say so, next time you two give us advance warning, it was like being at Caracara, I'd have grabbed my beer and smokes if I'd have known," Bobby chuckled while sitting down at the table with them.
Happy pulled out his pack and offered the older man one. Bobby took it with a nod of thanks. He took notice of Bella looking at Bobby wistfully as he lit the cigarette, he raised his eyebrows but offered her one next. Looking guilty she took it too, surprising him.
"Since when do you smoke?" He asked lighting it for her. She looked hot smoking.
"This is my second one, so I don't really, it just helps me relax a little. Thanks," Bella said.
"Huh," Happy said before lighting his own.
"You're not relaxed after that? Hap man you're doing it wrong. If you need someone to show you how to really do it, I've got you sweetness," Bobby winked and then laughed as Happy flipped him off. That seemed to be a theme today.
"I'd have been more relaxed if you could've waited five minutes old man," Bella witted back, she blushed but her voice was as sharp as it was teasing. She was back from that pity party bullshit from earlier.
"Then ya pops would've caught you being 'relaxed'," Bobby laughed taking a long drag of his cigarette. "You might want to smoke that before he gets here as well."
"He gave me a joint, I think he'll be fine with this," Bella disagreed, surprising Happy. He thought Quinn was all about the straight and narrow for Bella, maybe not so much.
As if on cue they heard the roar of bikes approaching. Bobby stood to go let SAMCRO know that their guests had arrived and Happy stood to welcome his brothers. He put a hand on Bella's shoulder to keep her sat down as she went to stand too. He could feel her glaring at him but took another drag of her cigarette rather than arguing. If the medic wanted her to be sat down at least then she would sit that perky ass down.
It was a thing of beauty as Happy's Nomad brothers and Tacoma rode into the forecourt, followed by Georgia's SUV. Happy raised his eyebrow at this. Usually on lockdown, Old Ladies stayed put wherever they were. Georgia must have given Quinn hell to come along.
As soon as they'd dismounted, Happy went to hug and greet his brothers. Some of them he hadn't seen in months.
He embraced Quinn. The man hugged him back as usual, pounding a giant hand in his back.
"How's it going brother?" Quinn asked.
"All good, you?"
"Be better if my kid didn't keep getting shot," Quinn chuckled but the man looked tired.
"I hear that," Happy nodded in agreement.
"Where is she," Quinn wanted to know looking around the crowd of men saying hello.
"Over there," Happy said, pointing towards the picnic bench where Koz was hugging her. Happy took a deep breath and felt his fists clench. Fuck, he needed to make her officially his soon, keep his brothers away. She was too hot for her own good. She needed to wear his crow. He wanted that. He wanted his mark on her, but he didn't think she was ready for that, he wasn't so sure he was either no matter how possessive he felt about her.
"Hap, brother!"
Happy turned smiling as Gnasher approached him, a fellow Nomad who loved the road. Gnasher was a short ass who worked on his muscles to make up for his height.
"Gnash, how ya been?" Happy asked, embracing him.
"Can't complain. Heard about Utah, your reputation is spreading," Gnasher grinned and Happy nodded. Good. He wanted his name out there. "Now who is SAMCROs newest piece of ass, she is fucking stunning."
Happy turned already knowing who Gnasher was going to be speaking about.
"That's Quinn's kid, Bella," Happy said in between gritted teeth.
"Shit, damn. You know if she's got a guy?" Gnasher wasn't deterred.
"Yeah she has," Happy said, smirking at her, his chest puffed up. "Me."
Gnasher started laughing and Happy raised an eyebrow.
"Shit, seriously?"
"Yup, girly's mine," Happy nodded, it felt so fucking good saying that. She was his. She'd agreed to be his.
"Well congratulations brother, you lucky fucker," Gnasher said embracing Happy again.
"Yo, Hap. Clay's calling for church. He wants to spread the word of what went down and arrange a plan for tonight. Chibs and me are gonna go get the pills for Bells. Ma's gonna watch her while church is in session," Jax said while giving Gnash a quick man hug.
"Why does the girl need watching? We're on lockdown," Gnasher asked with a frown, his eyes mentally undressing Bella. Happy punched him on the arm. "Shit man, alright I got it."
"Our prospect and her have had some issues and she's not so good at sitting on her ass doing nothing," Jax said with a smirk. Happy rolled his eyes but nodded in agreement. She was going to be a handful. Fucking Spitfire.
Happy went to take Bella to Gemma while they were in church, Georgia was already there though leading her inside. She was looking around with a frown until she caught sight of him. He sent her a nod and a wink and she smiled back at him.
Church was packed, standing room only. Bottles of whiskey and cartons of smokes lined the redwood table waiting for their guests, a sign of hospitality and gratefulness. As the last man walked in the door was closed and Clay banged the meeting into session.
Clay had Tig tell everyone what went down, with Clay filling in the missing pieces. Happy hadn't heard the whole story just bits here and there. They were right though, his girl had undoubtedly saved Tigs life, and taken two in the process. He didn't think she knew about the banger in the car, she'd got a headshot in. He didn't think she should know either.
Clay went on to tell Jax's theory that they may have been targeting Bella as she was the catalyst behind the new peace between SOA and the Mayans.
"Then we kill the fuckers. Every last fucking one of them," Quinn insisted and Happy nodded his argeement. No threat could be allowed near her.
"Tonight's sit down is to gauge the threat. To find out if we're in full on war with the Niners, which I don't have to tell you how bad could get," Tig said, talking to Quinn. His arm still in a sling. "Or if they're targeting Bells."
"What does it matter?" Quinn glared as though anyone would be stupid enough to suggest handing over Bella.
"It matters brother, because if they're after Bella and it's just these gangbangers we can take them out one by one or come to an agreement for her safety. If it's out and out war we need to know so we can protect everyone," Clay said, gaining nods from others. He wasn't wrong but Happy still didn't like the threat.
"Who stays here with the women and kids? They know we're on lockdown and if it is the kid they're targeting they could hit this place to get to her while we're with Leroy," Piney asked, a cigarette on the go as he took a hit from his oxygen. One day he was going to go out in a majestic boom.
Everyone looked at each other. No one wanted to miss the action. But where was the real threat going to hit? That was the question. No one wanted the kids or the women at risk and this was the best place to hide them out, unless there was a direct attack. Then it was the worst. Like shooting ducks in a barrel.
"What if we take the girl with us? Then there's no reason to hit here?" Gnasher suggested.
"Hell no," Happy insisted, his objection echoed by Quinn, Koz, Tig and Juice. Happy saw the look he got off Quinn for his contribution, he'd be dealing with that shortly by the sounds of it.
"It could work," Clay mused but looked as though he didn't want to do it either. "We could make sure she was wearing a vest, is tooled up. No one would expect it…"
"She's injured," Quinn said furiously.
"Bella would be fine. She'd have you and Hap protecting her. Ain't no one getting through you," Clay pointed out. He was right but Happy still felt bad about her being out there. Then he'd feel bad about her being here as a sitting duck.
"Two of the best shots protecting one girl? No offense Quinn," Luka asked, a fellow Nomad that Happy had never quite clicked with.
"It's too dangerous," Quinn argued while shooting Luka a look of pure menace.
"Why don't we ask her?" Tig suggested. "It's dangerous whatever we do, but ask her. Princess's got a good head on her shoulders."
Nods went around the table containing SAMCRO, Happy frowned, since when were women consulted? Ever? Something was wrong here, even if they cared about his girly, this was beyond the norm. Gemma wouldn't have been consulted and she was queen of Old Ladies. A crow eater or sweetbutt wouldn't have been consulted. Nah, something was up and he didn't like being left out of the loop. Not one fucking bit.
"Juice, go get her," Clay ordered.
"How you doin' honey?" Georgia asked Bella, as she, Gemma and Lyla sat together while the men were in church.
"I'm okay," Bella said with a smile. Her back ached and itched but other than that she was fine. He might have been an asshole about it, but Happy had pulled her out of her funk earlier.
"And whose shirt is that? Cause it ain't yours," Georgia asked with a wide grin on her pretty face.
Bella felt her face burn bright red, she was sure her dad had noticed the shirt she was wearing was large enough to be sleepwear on her. He hadn't commented on it though.
"That is Happy's," Gemma pointed out with a smirk.
"Finally!" Georgia exclaimed. "Oh honey I'm so happy for you. Was he gentle? It wasn't too bad was it?"
"Georgia!" Bella yelled mortified.
"What, we're all girls here," Georgia shrugged as if it was no big deal. "I just want to make sure he looked after you. Losing your virginity can be a big deal honey."
"We didn't… do it," Bella said looking down at the bar. This was so embarrassing.
"What? Really? I thought for sure you guys would have. I mean that kiss… that was something. And this morning with him waiting on you and all," Gemma said looking surprised.
"No, he says he wants to take me out first, do things right," Bella said, not able to help the smile on her face. He had been really sweet and she was pretty sure if he'd have pushed her in the slightest she would have slept with him. The way he played her body. Her thighs rubbed together just thinking about it.
"Really? Wow, I didn't know he was so… nice," Lyla said quietly with an apologetic look at Bella. Bella just frowned in return, why did everyone think he was a monster? He was just a guy. He had a sense of humor like everyone else, bad days and good days. He'd ring her on his bad days just to hear her voice, he'd told her as much. She knew from his nickname of 'killa' that there was more to Happy than she was aware of, but he wasn't a bad person, not to her.
"He's a good guy," Georgia jumped to Happy's defense and Bella smiled at her stepmom.
"Yeah, he is," Bella agreed.
"Bella?" Bella turned to look at Juice. "Sorry, you're wanted in Church."
"Me?" Bella asked, confused. Gemma had her eyes narrowed and Georgia frowned.
"Yeah," Juice nodded.
"Erm. Okay?" Bella sent another confused look at the women before following Juice into church.
Her face heated up as all the men turned to stare at her. It was smokey inside and smelt of spilt alcohol. The room was much more crowded than it had been the last time she was in there. She stayed respectfully by the door. Her eyes darted to her dad and Happy who both looked annoyed.
"Sweetheart, we have something to discuss with you," Clay said and she nodded, focusing on him. He laid out their options for that evening. She either went with them and was a potential target or she stayed and was a potential target.
"Which way is more likely to garner the least amount of collateral damage?" She asked after hearing all the options. It seemed like she was in danger either way.
"Coming with us. That way if they were going to hit here for you, the kids and women are safe," Clay said honestly, she could see his eyes were pinched though.
"I'll do that then. I'd rather no one got hurt because of me," Bella said her eyes still on Clay.
"Okay then, we need to vote now, someone will come get you after," Clay said, making it clear she was dismissed. With a small smile she left the room, making sure the door was closed behind her. Everyone was staring at her as she came out.
Head down she headed back to the bar where she had been sitting.
"Now what was that about?" Gemma asked, her voice sharp.
"Erm… I'm not sure I'm supposed to say," Bella said. They were sure to find out later but Bella still didn't think she should say what went on behind those doors.
"Good girl," Georgia nodded in agreement. Gemma patted her hand and walked off, it was obvious she was still wanting to know but she was respecting Bella's decision.
"So, while the men are in Church, this might be time for me to give you some pointers on being a good Old Lady," Georgia said with a grin. Bella noticed that Lyla sat up straighter at this, obviously also wanting to be in the know.