The conclusion of Becky's baby daddy drama, oh, and some other stuff you guys might find interesting. I didn't get back on most of the comments, I apologize, I've been extremely busy, but I read them all and I loved them, thank you so much!

I love the debate over who will end up with Becky, Shark or Tom Tom. Their fate is already sealed, and i'm not spilling this time, but you'll get to bug me about it a bit longer, i'm currently working on chapter 9 and she's still not with either yet, but one may prove victorious by chapter 10 (or so, considering i'm still writing chapter 3 according to my outline.)

As always special thanks to the freak circle and my beta EmeraldJewelSparkle. haven't been on twitter much this week, haven't really been on my computer much this week, did you all know there are phone's that let you go online and use twiiter and even ? I really need a smart phone..

Disclaimer: I do not have the rights to SOA and make no profit off my writing. Anything you don't recognize from the show I have created.

Content Warning: This fanfiction is rated M. Please respect that warning and do not read this if you do not want to read M rated material.

Additional warning, this chapter contains graphic sex. For those of you who don't want to read explicit content please keep this in mind.

2022

Age 30

It was no surprise to the younger members when they were joined by the older patches. The 5 hour drive took only 4 on the bikes weaving in and out of traffic on the highway. Once they reached downtown San Diego Chris took the lead and pulled into a gas station. "So do we have any actual plan here? Know where this guy is?"

"Got info on him." Casper pulled his phone out. "He's in an apartment near the base."

"And the plan?" Vin asked.

"Six bikers throw him in the back of a van and take him by force to the nearest clinic." Happy put out there.

"How about we don't kidnap the Naval officer." Lenard offered instead.

"I was thinking we knock on the door and explain to him just how great of a kid he has and just how much we'd like to see that little girl get everything she deserves in life." Shark grinned.

"Sounds good to me, three in, three out." Chris nodded his head.

"We taking him for the test or just encouraging him to take one?" Lenard asked.

"Think we should offer him a ride." Casper threw in and grinned at his father in law.

"Alright, roll out." Chris mounted his bike. He wanted to get this thing over with and get home to his bed and a home cooked meal, not to mention his old lady.

Casper took the lead directing the men through the busy downtown area closer to the Naval base and finally pulling into a rather decent looking apartment complex. The kind of place you could raise a kid in, the kind of place Becky and Suzie should be living in instead of the dump Becky could barely afford.

The older men stayed in the parking lot as Casper Tom Tom and Shark went into the building and up to the third floor. Shark grinned when they stopped at the man's door and he correctly guessed they had parked in perfect view of his window.

Tom Tom knocked on the door, the other two men naturally flanking him. The door opened a crack and Scott stuck his head out. "Can I help you?"

"Scott Harriman?" Tom Tom asked.

"Yes."

"We need to talk."

"Now's not a good time." He looked the men over. "Do I know you?"

"We know you." Shark answered and leaned on the door so Scott couldn't shut it on them.

"Umm…"

"Easier you make this the quicker we leave man." Casper cut off his next excuse. "Wouldn't want the neighbors asking questions."

Scott reluctantly pulled the door open and all three men walked into the apartment. "What can I do for you?" Scott crossed his arms and stood in the middle of the room.

"We're here about your kid. Apparently you haven't been paying child support. We're not okay with that." Shark stood about two feet in front of Scott staring him down.

"You have the wrong guy. I don't have a kid. You need to leave." Scott started to walk toward the door but Tom Tom blocked him.

"Sure you do, cute little thing, 'bout 4 years old. Goes by Suzie." Shark reminded him.

"She ain't mine."

"She's got your nose, and your eyes." Casper produced a picture of the girl on his phone.

Scott looked at it for a moment. He'd never actually seen his kid, didn't even know if it ended up being a boy or a girl. He'd changed his phone number when Becky kept calling and had done his best to make sure word didn't get back to her where he was stationed.

"That kid's not mine." Scott said again but knew it was pointless. The angry bikers were right, Suzie had his nose and his eyes. His hair color too, though these men wouldn't know that with his buzz cut.

"Then you won't mind coming with us for a quick blood test. Put all this foolishness behind you."

"Blood test…look, I don't know what your interest is here, if any or all of you are tapping Becky, but…" Scott started to ramble.

"None of us are tapping Becky. We are ALL however very interested in the wellbeing of your daughter. And we'd ALL like to see her get what she needs." Casper planted a hand on Scotts' shoulder and walked him to the window. Shark had nodded to it a few times with a smirk and Casper knew just what he meant. Scott looked out the window to the line of 5 bikes, a foreboding black van and three more bigger, angrier looking bikers two spots over from his own car.

"So here's the deal." Shark clamped a hand on the man's other shoulder. "You're gonna get in the back of that van, we're gonna take you to a clinic and you're gonna get a DNA test to prove that little Suzie is yours. Then you're not going to in any way contest the child support claim. You will never skip a payment, you will never be late. Lastly, you will in no way whatsoever contact Becky or Suzie, you will not call, you will not write letters, you will never see your daughter or interfere in their lives. Just like you wanted, you have no kid in your life."

"No kid in my life but I fork over half my paycheck." Scott talked to the window.

"You might think about a cheaper apartment." Tom Tom cracked his knuckles getting impatient.

"Let's go." Shark squeezed tighter and turned Scott around.

"There's no way in hell I'm going anywhere with you." Scott tried yanking his arm out of the man's grip. "Get your fucking hands off me!" He managed to shake off Shark but Tom Tom grabbed him by the front of his shirt and threw him into a wall knocking a clock to the floor.

"You want to fight we can fight but it's three against one in here and six against one out there. And none of us have any problem knocking you out and throwing you in the back of that van hog tied. So think your next move through well you piece of shit."

Scott stared Tom Tom down before his muscles finally relaxed and he fell limply against the wall. "What's to stop me from going to the cops over what you're doing?"

"You're gonna go to the cops because the men you invited into your apartment are giving you a ride to take a paternity test so you can pay child support for your four year old girl so her mother can get her out of the slum she's barely paying the rent in?"

"Can I drive myself?" Scott swallowed nervously.

"NO!" All three men answered him and led him out the door.

Gabby turned over when she felt the bed dip. It was early and she wasn't quite asleep. "Hey." She mumbled and reached out to pull Casper in for a kiss.

"Hey love." He kissed her gently and got under the covers.

"You want dinner? There are leftovers." She was curling up into his chest even as she offered to heat him up food.

"No Gabs, I just want you." He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back as her legs wove in amongst his.

"How'd it go?"

"Went fine. We were very polite." She scoffed into his chest and he grinned into her hair. "He took the test. Agreed not to contact Becky or Suzie and not to contest the Judge's decision."

"You accomplished all of that in an evening?" She straddled him and nibbled on his jaw.

"We can be pretty persuasive." He pushed her up and sat up with her, capturing her perfect tit in his mouth and circling his thumb on her hip.

She pushed his head away and kissed him lightly. "Thank you."

"Guys agreed not to tell Becky what we did. Try to keep it that way."

"How much is that secret worth to you?" She raised her eyebrows and grinned.

"How thankful are you?" He grinned back.

"How much did you miss me?" She teased starting to grind herself against him.

"Oh you are good." He growled out before capturing her lips again. She loved kissing Casper, his tongue and lips alone could make her entire body melt and his hands never let go of her body when their lips were attached.

"Fuck Gabby." He gasped as her hips never ceased grinding against him. She grinned against his lips and in one fluid motion pushed him down flat on the bed and impaled herself on him. "Fuck fuck fuck" Casper prided himself on making sure his wife always came before him but being on a week long run watching everyone around him get laid didn't make it easy to hold back as his wife rode him. He grabbed her hip with one hand to slow down her pace and slipped the other between them finding and stroking her clit.

Her moan nearly did him in and he was thankful for her nails digging in his chest to keep him grounded as she rode his dick and hand to her own orgasm, her back arching and head falling back giving him the perfect opening to grab hold of both her tits and pinch her nipples. He loved his wife's body and knew it better than his own, he knew just how to extend her orgasm and couldn't stop the grin when she cried out his name.

Before she had the chance to come back down he flipped them over and pulled out of her. "Baby." She reached out for him and he kissed the palm of her hand before briefly sucking on a nipple. He dragged his tongue along her stomach making her shiver till he reached her mound and tasted her. "Fuck!" Her knees bent up and spread without him having to encourage her and he ran his tongue along her slit alternating between sucking her clit and plunging his tongue in her soaking wet pussy.

"Fuck baby please. Please fuck me, please." Gabby managed to whimper as she ran her fingers threw her husband's hair. He knew she had another orgasm left in her and continued to suck her clit while deciding if he wanted to taste her coming or feel it around his dick. After a week sleeping in a funky smelling dorm room alone his dick won out and he flipped his frantic wife over once more pulling her up onto her hands and knees before grabbing her hips and plunging back in deeply on his first stroke.

He set a non-relenting pace as she buried her face in her pillow to stifle her moans. He pushed her shoulders down changing his angle and ran his hands down her back. She would never admit this was her favorite position, face down, on her knees, ass high in the air, not a standard 'wifely' position, but he knew the combination of the angle he was fucking her at and his hands pressing into her muscles would make her come hard enough to bit down on her pillow.

He felt her muscles clench just as a stream of muffled curses left her mouth and he gave in, bringing his hands back to her hips he thrusted frantically coming with a loud groan at the tail end of her second orgasm.

"Fuck I hate when you do that." Gabby chastised him as soon as he collapsed beside her and peeled her off the mattress to spoon.

Casper chuckled into the back of her neck. "You love it and you know it." Gabby panted out her own chuckle and scooted back a bit so she was pressed tightly against him.

"I missed you a lot." Casper whispered as the hours and hours of driving caught up with him and he was suddenly exhausted.

"Missed you too." She squeezed his hand resting on her stomach. "Love you baby."

"Love you too." He murmured into her hair half asleep.

Casper wasn't sure if the crying on the baby monitor woke him or stopped him from falling asleep. He pulled Gabby closer and inhaled the scent of her skin before the fact that the noise was actually his son crying hit him.

"Mmmm I'll get him." Gabby mumbled. "He didn't go down easy." She started to pull away from Casper and he pulled her back and kissed her shoulder.

"He knew I was home, he wants me." He kissed her shoulder once more and crawled out of bed reaching blindly for his dirty jeans to pull back on. He was right, Gabby knew it, but she hadn't wanted to tell him and make him feel guilty.

He zipped and buttoned his jeans on his short trip across the hall and quietly opened the door. "Hey little man." Casper squatted down next to the lowered railing of his sons crib. "You're not so little anymore, are you?"

"Da da da" Mathew reached out and Casper picked him up and held him against his bare chest slowly swaying back and forth.

"Dada's right here." He soothed his son. Mathew stopped crying instantly and nuzzled against his father. "I miss you so much when I'm gone son." Casper continued to sway side to side and talk softly. "I promise you I'm gonna make it up to you. You and I are gonna have so many guy's weekends. I'm gonna teach you how to ride a bike, how to drive. I'm gonna get you an old junker for us to rebuild together. You're gonna tell me everything you sister does that your mom and I don't find out about…"

Gabby pulled on her robe and paused outside her son's door to listen to her husband rattle on and on. She shook her head and smiled before heading down the stairs. Casper heard the stairs squeak and peaked out the door seeing a glow come from downstairs.

"You keep a secret Mathew?" He whispered into his son's ear though he could tell the boy was asleep already. "I'm gonna work on making you an older brother." He kissed his sons head and moved towards his crib. "Just gotta convince momma. Can you help me with that?" He ever so slowly peeled his sons hand off his neck and gently tried to lay him down without waking him. "Can you be irresistibly cute so your mother can't possible say no to another baby?" He rubbed his sons back as he stirred till he settled and stuck his thumb in his mouth. "Yeah you can do that without even trying." Casper snuck back out of the room and closed the door as softly as he could.

He used his Happy trained stealth to sneak down the stairs and wrap his arms around his wife disappointed when she didn't jump. "Always forget who raised me." She teased and leaned her head up as far as she could to receive a kiss. "Heating you up dinner." She smiled and pulled away to open the microwave door at the last second to prevent it from beeping.

"Mmmmm pot roast." He took the plate right out of her hand and inhaled the smell of the juicy tender meat with carrots and potatoes. "You planned this special for my homecoming didn't you?" He gave her an apologetic look and sat down at the table.

"Yeah I did, but I love you for so willingly going to bat for my friend." She kissed his neck and handed him a fork.

"Oh god love." He groaned at the first bite and pulled her down onto his lap. "So good." He inhaled the food finally realizing he hadn't eaten since a hastily served breakfast before they hit the road that morning. He pushed the empty plate away and leaned his head against her tit. "So Tig was late." He began to broach the subject.

"Yeah, last minute call."

"He was in good spirits. Things went well?"

"He got on pretty well with Kristen, he and I had some words."

"You know you don't have to let him in. You say the word and I'll put a stop to it." He stroked his wife's back.

"I'm trying really hard to be mature about this whole thing, I don't want to walk away from him the way he did to me. Two wrongs don't make a right."

"Love, we're not talking about Suzie and Kristen calling each other names here. You and Tig have serious issues. He royally fucked up. You don't have to give him a second chance."

"Don't." Gabby got up twisting away when Casper tried to snag her arm.

"Love, Gabby hey!" Casper got up and caught her as she reached the first stair. He picked her up from behind and put her back on the floor putting his arms out to trap her against the wall.

"Really?" She turned around and huffed out very nearly stomping her foot. "You can't just pick me up and throw me where ever you want! I'm not a rag doll Casper!" Casper bit his tongue, he had figured out before she had ever moved to Fresno that the only way to get Gabby to tell him what was wrong was to piss her off.

Gabby slammed both her palms against Casper's bare chest trying to move him so she could escape but he didn't budge. "I'm not doing this now, you just got home, the kids are asleep, I have to work in the morning!" She yelled as quietly as she could.

Casper shook his head and wrapped an arm around her waist picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder taking her out to the garage and closing the door to the house. "We won't wake the kids out here. I'm home; I want to know what the hell is going on in my house with my old lady. And I am not letting you sleep till you tell me what the fuck is going on!"

He wasn't mad at her in the least; it hurt him to know that she carried so much pain and resentment from her childhood. It broke his heart to see her like this. The first time she had ever been upset with him when they were dating she wouldn't tell him why and he brushed it off, the second time he had been the caring boyfriend and cuddled up and apologized for whatever the hell he might have done wrong. The third time he had lost all patients with her and left her apartment for the clubhouse. He had watched Tig storm into the clubhouse obviously pissed off and drink himself into a near stupor till Chibs cursed him out for kicking his bike over and the two had it out in the middle of the clubhouse with the encouragement of every Son around. That's when he finally broke down and called Hap for advice. He had been terrified that Hap would be angry at him for whatever he had apparently done to piss his daughter off but instead Happy just sighed. 'Piss her off' he had said. 'Go back in there and scream and yell till she tells you what's wrong.'

So Casper had gone back, slammed his fist against the door till she let him in and the two had screamed and yelled for 20 minutes until she finally screamed out that she was terrified she was going to lose him because he had finally gotten his patch.

"I'm just so fucking sick of everybody having an opinion on Tig. You and Happy always want to tell me what the fuck I should do or shouldn't do. You want to know why I'm giving Tig so many chances because you say he doesn't deserve them. No one seems to care that maybe, just fucking maybe I WANT HIM IN MY LIFE." She backed up putting the bike between them but it didn't matter; Casper knew better than to interfere now, if he started talking back she was likely to just stop talking altogether.

"My father abandoned me, my mother wanted to abort me, and then she killed herself! The only person I have to thank for being born, that seemingly wanted me is dead, died when I was ONE. JT is the only reason I'm alive and I don't remember a single thing about him. I just want some semblance of why the hell I'm here Casper, why I exist! Why I was born! I get it, I know what you're gonna say, I have Happy he loves me he raised me and I will always be grateful. And I have you and I have the kids and I have a huge family here. I know that, but Tig gave me life! He's the only one left alive that had any part in me being born. Why is it so horrible that maybe I want him in my life?!"

Casper was unaware of any conversations Happy may have had with Gabby about Tig but he was pretty sure most of what was coming out was more so Gabby's inner dialogue. She was justifying to him what she probably couldn't make sense of in her own head, or her heart.

When she was silent for a solid minute he made his way around the bike and took her hand. "I understand love. I completely understand. And I know that Hap understands. Tig did some awful stuff but he gave you life. You can do or not do whatever you want when it comes to him in whatever time you want. I will back you no matter what."

"Can we just drop the Tig thing for a while?"

"Absolutely." He hugged her and held her against his chest waiting for all of the tension to leave her body. When that didn't happen quickly enough he pulled her away to look at her face. "You know….in eight years together we've never done it on my bike."

Gabby half chuckled and pulled away. "Really? All that" she waved her hand around indicating the argument, "and you revert back to sex on your bike?"

"It's not reverting back; we've never done it. Can't revert back to it if you've never done it. I was just trying to lighten the mood." He grinned at her and stroked her back through her thin robe. A week away was cause for more than a single romp with his old lady but he usually tried to wait till he got the kids out of the house.

"Never seen it done, sure it's sturdy enough?" Gabby knew the answer, and unfortunately had seen it done, many, many times, but couldn't pass up teasing him.

"Are you kidding me? This thing is over 600 pounds. We ain't tipping it." He clamped his hand down on the seat for emphasis.

"I don't know, seems kinda unstable."

"Only one way to find out." Casper snaked a hand under her robe grazing her thigh.

"Pretty sure there's a lot more than one way to have sex on a motorcycle." She grinned and walked away from Casper circling the huge Harley. "I mean, you could straddle it while I straddle you. You could bend me over it, you could lean me against it, I could straddle it backwards and then you could…"

"Take off the fucking robe." Casper was around the bike in an instant and yanked it off her shoulders while simultaneously picking her up and sitting her on the bike sideways. She untied the belt and let the robe fall, blanketing the bike.

He held her neck in one hand kissing her hard while his other hand found her pussy already wet for him. "Fucking tease." He panted upon breaking away and scooted her ass nearly off the seat and pushed her down to lay across the bike. She squealed and stretched both her arms out as far as they would go, her fingertips finding the garage wall, she wrapped her legs tight around her husband's thighs so she wouldn't fall.

"Bent over, bent over feet on the ground, definitely safer!" She squealed again as he unzipped his pants and rubbed the tip of his already half hard cock over her clit. "Oh fuck!" She arched her back and palmed the wall continuing to curse under her breath as he slipped inside of her and started to thrust.

Casper looked down at his wife, stretched out naked over his bike, arms outstretched tits bouncing. She was completely exposed and was absolutely unashamed by it. He kept one hand firmly planted on her hip and ran the other over her stomach and up to her tit. He palmed it and tweaked her nipple causing her hips to buck up.

"You are so fucking sexy Gabby." He whispered and his hand continued to caress her moving down so he could graze her clit and back up to her tits, never taking the same path on his journey between the two targets. When he felt her muscles start to clench he leaned over her more, slipping a hand under her, pressing up between her shoulder blades. The extra balance and different angel allowed her to rub her clit against the base of his shaft and she came hard with a curse followed by his name. He reached the hand on her back out to the wall and she let go of it, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling her head up to kiss him.

"Think you can come while you hold us both?" She panted.

"You could help." He answered and gently grabbed her bottom lip with his teeth and then lavished the wound with his tongue. Gabby pushed them both up so they were sitting on the bike and then pushed her husband away and hoped off. He pouted and she turned him around and pushed him so he sat in the same position she had been then hoped onto his lap her legs wrapping around him and hanging off the other side of the bike. She sank back down onto him and immediately ground her pelvis against his.

Casper took a few deep breaths but when she started nipping at his neck he couldn't hold out any longer. He let go of the bike where he had been holding on and grabbed her ass picked her up and slamming her back down on him. She threw her head back with a gasp and he did it again.

"Fuck, shit Casper." She dug her fingers into his shoulders as he continued to slam her down on his cock.

"Gabby, Gabby." He gasped out her name and she brought her head back up and kissed him, knowing it was what he wanted. He slammed her up and down at fast as he could as she took control of the kiss knowing his concentration was elsewhere. He pressed her down hard as he came getting as deep as he could and she tore her lips away so he could groan out.

She rested her forehead against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her back holding her against him as he came down completely.

"Mmmm bike sex." She whispered after several minutes and he grinned.

"You can't get off, can you?" He finally realized as she continued to just sit on him.

"Not actually sure how I got on." She pulled her head away and grinned.

Casper stood up taking her with him and stepped away from the bike so she could unwrap her legs and stand. He leaned down and kissed her before reaching behind and pulling her robe off the bike for her to put back on. "Think we finally found a room to fuck in without waking the kids." He grinned as he swung the robe back and forth for her to grab.

"Next time let's try the car." Gabby shook her head but smiled at him. "Come on, I need a massage after that." She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the door.

"Yes ma'am." He laughed and slapped her ass.

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