Holy shit, it's Wednesday! that was my first thought when i woke up this morning and realized i needed to post a chapter, lol. So of course i didn't answer all of your reviews because i thought i had one more day. I did answer some of you, those of you who are stargate fans got first dibs :D
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2022
Age 30
"Hey Becks." Casper opened the front door with a smile. "Hi Suzie, Kristen's in the backyard."
Suzie gave him a big smile and a hug before running through the house to the patio door.
"Was that blur Suzie?" Gabby laughed and walked into the hallway. "Hey Becky, you hungry? I just put dinner in the oven."
"Not hungry, confused." She finally took a step inside and Casper shut the door behind her.
"What's up?" Gabby asked slightly worried.
"I got a letter today from that lawyer I talked to. Apparently I've been awarded $700 a month in child support. According to this," Becky handed the letter to Casper, "Scott went on his own and got a blood test down to prove Suzie was his."
"Sounds like a good thing to me." Casper shrugged his shoulders as he scanned the paper work. It had been 10 weeks since the club paid a visit to Scott.
"Yeah, except I never contacted him. I never asked him to take a test, I never told him I needed him to take a test, I didn't even tell him Suzie and I had gotten our tests done. And I know the lawyer didn't do it because he wanted $400 dollars from me to send a request down to Scott." Becky grabbed the papers out of Casper's hand and flipped through to a certain one. "And he drew up a contract."
"The lawyer?" Gabby asked and took the papers.
"No, Scott! He drew up a contract that says I'm gonna get $350 twice a month from him and he won't ask for any custody or visitation on the condition that I and my 'proxy' and or 'proxies' don't contact him in any way."
"Never heard of a lawyer being called a proxy before." Gabby skimmed the contract as she spoke.
"Lawyers aren't called proxy's!" Becky turned to Casper, "pretty sure my proxy was in a black cut and rode a Harley."
"Actually we took the van and covered our colors." Casper shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the hallway wall.
"Wait…we? Like you and Hap?" Becky had assumed her best friend had sent her old man to San Diego.
"Like me and Hap and Shark and Chris and Lenard and Tom Tom."
"Chris? As in the president Chris? And…Tom Tom? Why would Tom Tom go down there with you?"
"It was his idea. Gabby told us to wait till you asked for help but Tom Tom wasn't having it."
"He wasn't?" All of Becky's steam was suddenly gone.
"Uh, Becks, you were yelling at Casper for getting you child support, remember?" Gabby joked with her friend.
"I…thank you…I appreciate it. I do…"
"You're welcome." Casper laughed.
"I need to thank them. All of them, this is…"
"No thanks necessary. They didn't even want you to know. You're family Becks, we take care of our family."
Friday night church was heavier than usual tonight. A Latin gang calling themselves D-27 had broken off from the Diablos in LA and had moved to Fresno to start up their own drug trade. It hadn't been a problem in the beginning, they had stayed out of the Sons territory, but now they were pushing at the border lines.
"I'm just saying we're already spread pretty thin. There's no reason to start something." Bull crossed his arms and shook his head as he spoke.
"Those guys are dealing drugs on our streets; it's a slap in the face." Shark threw back.
"You want to go to war over a fucking insult?" Bull scoffed.
"I'm not saying we should start a war. I'm saying these are our streets, our livelihood. Why are we rolling over for these guys? We should charge them the same we do anybody else and enforce our rules. Anything less and we look weak."
"Will the two of you stop pissing on each other so we all can have a say?" Chris snapped at Shark and Bull.
"Sorry Pres."
"Sorry Chris."
"Thank you. Now does anyone else have an opinion on this matter?"
"I think it's too soon to do anything. We're going on nothing but assumption and rumor right now. These guys have Diablos ink but they're putting a new tag up. Doesn't mean they broke off completely. We don't know where they're getting their drugs from. They might have broken off and moved here to establish themselves, making their shit here in town. But they might be testing the waters. Diablos might have sent them here to test us and the market. These D-27's are worthless, maybe 10 guys, 4 cars between them. If they're still getting backed by a 100 strong LA street gang and we go after them we mine as well burn down our clubhouse and shoot ourselves." Casper dared a glance around the table as he finished spewing his theory.
"I'm with Casper. We don't know shit about these guys or their intentions. Anything we do now would be a huge gamble." Frankie spoke up.
"So we need more intelligence?" Lenard sat up in his chair instead of lounging.
"I've been looking into what I can. Both on the men here and the main gang in LA. There's nothing in police records indicating a fracture in Diablos. We don't have much info on the guys here. I managed ID's on two of them using street names. Both have records, both listed as affiliates of Diablos. No known associates in the area. No indication of why they're here."
Casper offered up the info he had gathered as he knew the next step in the conversation would be for him to get online and find something.
"If online info's been exhausted we should look into other options." Hap leaned forward, leaning his forearms on the table.
"Think Hap's brand of info getting is our war starter." Vin smirked.
"Not if we snatch him alone and kill him when we're done." Hap spoke frankly.
"There's a plan." Chris took a deep breath. "Not plan A mind you, but a plan." Vin and Shark chuckled as Chris held his hands up to Hap not wanting to insult him by turning down his idea.
"What about the prospect?" Harry threw in.
"He's too green to do shit." Tom Tom shook his head.
"I ain't saying send 'em in to kill the fuckers. Tech head over there only has ID's on two of them. Send the new guy in to buy some shit, collect a few more names. No one knows he's with us yet." Harry expanded.
"Anything would help. Got into the gang task force database. I got names aliases and associates on over 100 known Diablos. Any name Tony can bring us I can put in there and get something." Casper brushed off being called a tech head, it beat a lot of other names the old timer had for anything and everything having to do with technology.
"So send Tony in as a druggie? We all okay with that? Find out a little more before we make our next move?" Chris picked up his gavel and waited for the votes of 'yay' before slamming it down.
"I'll get Tony ready." Vin offered as the men started to filter out of chapel.
"No, hold up. Casper! Get your old lady. I want that prospect looking walking and talking the part. Gabby's the best I know for the job." Casper and Hap both paused to hear their president's orders.
"Yes sir." Casper mock saluted before turning to Hap. "I am sooo sleeping on the couch tonight." Hap smirked as Casper walked out, his head hung low, and grabbed his cell phone. Happy definitely didn't envy his son in law today.
Chris grabbed a beer after sending the prospect to Vin and Lenard and sat down at the bar next to Happy. "You hear the shit your boy was spewing in there?"
"My boy?" Hap asked pouring two shots.
"Son, son in law, your boy." Chris egged Hap on.
"Yeah, I know which boy you're calling mine." Hap pushed a shot at his President and took his own.
"Saying some worthwhile shit in there." Chris looked over at Casper on the phone with his old lady.
"He's a smart kid."
"He's got a good head on his shoulders. Understands the game. He could go far, especially with his old lady backing him."
Happy finally turned to Chris. "You talking a change in regime Pres.? That boy's too young for this shit."
"I ain't talking about handing him my gavel brother. Just saying, it's good to know the next generation has potential. Makes growing old easier."
"Yeah, you are an old fucker, ain't you Pres.?" Hap smirked and lifted his beer in a toast.
"Don't you ever think of the future? Retirement?"
"Retirement Pres.? Nah, I'm gonna be dead or locked up. Maybe, maybe I'll be the next Harry."
"Not me man. I promised the old lady a cross country trip, and a fucking beach house. Few more years. 3 tops, and I'll be out of here. Then this is all on you, on them." Chris nodded his head at the younger men on the couches and Hap nodded in understanding.
"Hey Gabs, over here." Gabby was surprised to see such a subdued Friday night party when she arrived on the lot.
"Vin, what's going on?"
"We're all inside tonight." He put out his cigarette and walked her inside.
"Hey Love." Casper reached out from his seat and snagged Gabby's hand pulling her down onto his lap.
"Hey." Tom Tom walked over and handed Gabby a beer. "Becky come with you?"
"No, I dropped the kids off with her. What's with the lack of party? You called me like I couldn't miss it." She turned back to question her husband.
"Not in the party mood. We ah, we need a favor." Casper eyed the men close to him as he hesitantly spoke to his wife.
Gabby eyed the men as well and took a long pull from her beer. "This favor gonna put you in the doghouse?"
"You look really nice by the way. You smell nice too, is that the perfume I got you for your birthday?"
"So that's a yes to the doghouse?" Gabby smirked.
"Hey Gabs." Chris sat down next to the couple. Gabby looked in the direction he came from and saw her father raise his beer to her but not make a move to come over. He obviously didn't want to get blamed for whatever was about to be asked of her.
"Chris. You the reason my old man's gonna be in trouble?"
"You meet the new prospect yet?" Chris dodged the question.
"Tony, yeah." He'd been a prospect for about three weeks now and they already had him doing every possible shit job they could come up with. She felt bad for him but she had to admit it was nice to have a prospect again.
"We need you to give him a ah, lesson if you will." Chris eyed Casper getting silent permission to explain the situation to another brothers' old lady.
Gabby sighed and glanced at Happy drinking at the bar 'not' looking at her. "Drugs." She said, Happy turned back to the bar and she knew she was right.
"Tony's gonna be going undercover for us. He needs to be a convincing drug addict." Casper could feel Gabby's body tensing as Chris explained the situation.
"Love, he's not gonna do drugs. He just needs to do a few buys, see what he can overhear." Casper rubbed his wife's back.
"And I'm your first choice because?"
"You work with junkies every day. Closest thing we got to an expert." Chris assured her.
Gabby sighed and got up off her old man's lap. She wasn't sure if Chris knew the truth about her mother. She hadn't told anyone the entire truth about her childhood. Even Casper didn't know a lot of detail. Hell Happy still didn't know she used to make meth for her mother. But club Presidents had a way of finding things out however.
She eyed Chris and he stared back at her. She wasn't a patch, he couldn't force her to help, but she knew in reality she really didn't have a choice. "Alright, before I change my mind."
"Eh! Tony!" Shark yelled over at the prospect.
"What you need?" The green prospect attempted to stand tall in front of more than half the club.
"That thing we talked about…" Vin clued him in and Chris stepped up and towered over the nervous 22 year old.
"Getting names?" Tony asked looking around.
"Yeah pup, getting names. Gabby's gonna get you ready. You do what she says and don't talk back. You cross her we all beat on your ass, you ignore her, you get your ass beat on the street." Vin stepped up next to Chris and laid out the truth.
"Yes sir, Sir's. Ma'am." Tony looked around addressing everyone who was currently staring at him.
"Let's go Romeo." Gabby led the newbie out of the bar.
"Chef Boyardee." Tom Tom threw out.
"No." Frankie and Vin yelled back.
"How do we not have a name for our only 100% Italian prospect?" Harry griped from the bar.
"Ravioli." Bull threw out.
"Shut the fuck up!" Lenard snapped and slapped the back of his head.
"Fucking scared ass idiot." Vin mumbled to Lenard about Bull.
Gabby was extremely confused when she swung by Becky's to pick up the kids and found out Casper had beat her to it. She figured he was working off his guilty conscious of getting her involved with club business. She came into the house expecting screaming kids, when it was eerily quiet she peeked into the garage to make sure he was home.
"Casper?" Gabby hesitantly called out and peaked into the backyard even though it was passed the kids' bedtime.
"Hey Love." Casper startled his wife coming out of the dark living room and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "The kids are down." He kissed her neck and pulled her into the living room.
"You could have told me, saved me a trip to Becky's."
"Shark didn't tell you to come straight home?" He asked, pulling her into the living room and sitting on the couch settling her between his legs.
"Shark was dick deep in bottle blond pussy when I got done with the prospect."
"Talking dirty? That mean I'm forgiven or that you're still furious?" He started massaging her shoulders.
"I just spent five hours teaching your prospect how walk talk and dress like a junkie. You have any idea what that's like for me?"
"Love you work with junkies every day. It's why Chris wanted you to help with this." He continued to massage and stroke her back and neck.
"I don't work with junkies. I work with kids. Council them, listen to them. I get a minor addict maybe once a month. I don't work with junkies till they're clean and ready for family therapy. What Chris asked me to do wasn't because of my job, it was because of my mother."
"Chris doesn't know anything about your mother Gabby." Casper sighed and pulled his wife back against his chest.
"We both know that's bullshit." Gabby tried to pull away but Casper held onto her tightly.
"You really mad at me for this? I didn't tell him anything. I didn't suggest you help. Didn't mention you at all. I know how painful your past is love. I would never try to force that painful shit on you." He kissed her lightly on the head and ear and stroked his fingers up and down her arms.
"I've never done anything like that for the club." Gabby shook her head and shifted further into her husband.
"You hand over info all the time. You ask us to get rid of dealers and kitchens all the time."
"I slip you info. Tell you what's going on, you can't have eyes everywhere. I've never gone with you or helped you. Never had such a big part in something. I have this bad feeling in my gut that I'm in the middle of something that's gonna end horribly."
"Nothing bad is going to happen. You didn't do anything. Tony's going to do some buys, collect some names, so we can find out more about the new gang in town. We don't want to start a war. If you hadn't helped we still would have sent Tony, all you did was give him a better chance of not being discovered."
Gabby nodded her head and curled up on her side. Casper snaked a hand under her shirt and stroked her stomach. "Gabs." He whispered in her ear.
"I'm not mad at you." She answered and pressed her lips to his jaw before settling her head in the nape of his neck.
He smiled and continued to stroke her stomach. "Kristen wants a princess themed birthday party." Casper spoke again after several minutes had passed.
"Kristen's birthday is three months away. She'll change her mind five times by then." She arched her back and pressed herself against his hand when he stopped caressing her.
"Kristen turning seven, Jesus. Mathew will be three just two months after that." He continued his ministrations on his wife. He slipped his hand under the waist of her jeans and began circling her hip bone.
"Don't talk like that. Mathew's only two and a half. He's practically a baby still."
"What exactly is your cut off for a kid not being a baby anymore?" Casper teased her and bent his neck to kiss her temple.
"When they can fend for themselves."
"You do realize half my brothers can't fend for themselves."
"When they can feed and dress themselves. Mathew is still in his crib."
"We lowered the railings, it's practically a toddler bed. Your dad has him in a twin bed already." Casper slipped his hand a bit lower to the top of her thigh.
Gabby shifted slightly and popped the button of her jeans open. Casper grinned but didn't move any further down. With two kids he got more quickies than anything else and he relished taking his time and driving his wife to the point of begging.
"What about another baby?" Casper whispered as soon as Gabby let out a soft gasp.
"A…another baby?" Gabby sat up and faced her husband. "We said two."
"We said two or three." Casper adjusted himself and stared down his wife.
"We said two, we only have a three bedroom house."
"You said two when you were in labor with Mathew. Just like you tried to convince me that we were both only children and our first should be our only when you were in labor with Kristen. We have one of each, sharing a room wouldn't kill the kids and we can afford a bigger place. Hell we could keep this one and rent it, Becky's gonna be looking for a new place now that she has the extra money coming in."
"You really thought all this out. Why now?"
"We wanted the kids two years apart. It took us five months to get pregnant with Kristen. Another six when we started trying and then the miscarriage… and then eight more months for Mathew." No one had been aware that Gabby had a miscarriage between the two kids. They never told anyone they were trying, and it happened in the third month. She begged him not to tell, she said she couldn't take all the pity. Not even Charlene or Vivica knew, only Happy, and only because Casper called him to take care of Kristen when he took Gabby to the hospital.
Casper took his wife's hand and kissed it. "I don't want it to be stressful, I don't want to take tests or keep to a schedule. I think we should just not use birth control. If it happens it happens, if it doesn't it doesn't. We have two beautiful healthy kids, I love them with all my heart, I'd love another just the same, but it's okay if it doesn't happen." He pulled her close and kissed her. "I don't want to worry about it this time, I don't even want to try, I just want to let nature take its course."
Gabby straddled him and kissed him, spreading her fingers through his hair. "You know it will take at least a week off the pill for anything to happen."
Casper grinned wide and kissed his wife, he had been nervous when she didn't immediately seem thrilled by the idea. "Practice makes perfect." He whispered and stood up with her still wrapped around his waist.
Becky dared another glance at the closed chapel doors on her way back to the kitchen. "This is the last of it." Becky set three more grocery bags on the counter next to Vivica.
"Thank you baby. If they want Tony doing club work the least they could do is find another prospect for chores. I told Chris I was done with this shit." Vivica continued putting groceries away as she ranted under her breath. "Maybe if they would stop chasing all the prospects away after six months there'd be more hands around to help."
It had been four weeks since Tony had started doing buys. Chris had basically banned him from the clubhouse. He didn't want to take the chance of him being followed or spotted with the Sons. That meant the clubhouse was once again left to the old ladies and sweet butts to stock and clean.
"Sheets are all changed, washer's going. Got the sweet butts in the bathrooms. We need more bleach." Gabby came in dragging a trash bag and balancing a few dirty dishes. "You do not want to know what's in this bag." Gabby set the dishes down and tied the bag, leaving it in the corner.
Vivica shook her head after adding the dishes to the sink of soapy water. "Dishes, bar, dinner." Becky scratched off a few things and read the remainder of the list Vivica had hastily written.
Gabby leaned over her daughter and looked at the time left on the movie the kids were watching at the small kitchen table. "Be nice if Charlene was here to help out, at least watch the kids." Vivica mumbled when Gabby walked back to the sink.
"I haven't spoken to Charlene in months. She made her choice very clear." Gabby put on rubber gloves and started scrubbing dishes under scolding water.
"Charlene was never club." Vivica dropped another pile of dishes in the sink with a clank.
"She was my friend for a long time. I knew she'd never be an old lady but I never forced the club on her. Everything she did with the club was her choice. She could have drawn a line, I always gave her the option." Gabby swallowed back her tears and handed Vivica a plate to dry. Gabby had told the club that Charlene wasn't coming around because she didn't want anything to do with the club. Only Casper Happy Shark and Becky knew the full extent of what had happened.
Becky laid a comforting hand on Gabby's shoulder. "I'm gonna start the bar. Get it mopped at least before the boys get out." Gabby nodded her head and continued scrubbing plates.
"Now that one, I like." Vivica snatched another clean plate and started drying it. "Definite staying power." Gabby ignored the queen and stared down at the water. "You picked that one well." Vivica smiled when Gabby paused her scrubbing.
"I didn't pick her for…this…" Gabby held a hand up and waved it slightly around the room. "I was just trying to be nice to her, make a friend. Help out a single mom." She grabbed the sponge and started vigorously scrubbing cemented on cheese off a plate.
"Mmhmm." Vivica hummed and leaned against the fridge waiting for another dish to dry.
Becky made quick work of the bar area. She scrubbed off the table tops and turned the chairs and stools upside down on them so she could sweep and mop. Scrubbing the chairs down would have to wait for the prospect to get back.
She quickly let herself wish she knew just a little more about what was going on with the club but soon pushed the thought out of her mind. She cleaned the bar area while the floor dried and did a quick inventory. God help them all if these boys ran out of liquor for even a day.
As soon as the floor dried Becky started putting the chairs and stools back down. She was half done when she heard the slamming of the gavel, the only sound that ever seemed to escape the sound proof room.
"Wow, place looks great." Lenard smiled at Becky as he opened the doors.
"Damn!" Chris walked out and clapped his hands together. "Clean clubhouse and home cooking!"
"Hey Becky." Tom Tom grabbed the last chair at the table Becky was at and set it down for her.
"Hey Tom Tom." Becky gave him a big grin and prayed she didn't blush.
"How are things?" He asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Good, really good. Got some really great news recently." Becky hinted at what Tom Tom had done for her but he ignored it. "Thank you." Becky took a step closer and Tom Tom brushed a finger down her bare arm.
"No need to thank me. We're the good guys, we do what needs done." He dropped his hand quickly and turned towards the kitchen. "What's for dinner?" He threw over his shoulder and Becky held in a sigh.
"Sloppy Joes, should be about done." Becky walked past him and headed to the kitchen.
"What's wrong with you?" Vivica asked as soon as Becky entered.
"Nothing, bar is done. Load me up." Becky held out her arms and received a tray full of plates silverware and napkins.
"Kristen Suzie come help please." Gabby called and the girls got up. Vivica handed four year old Suzie three bags of hamburger buns and six year old Kristen a very large bowl of salad, carrying the dish of hot fries herself.
Gabby followed them out with the Sloppy Joe meat and Becky having emptied her hands first came back for Mathew who was reluctant to give up the iPad he was still watching a movie on.
"Time to eat little man." Casper swopped his son up and made the iPad disappear.
"You feed him you clean him." Gabby teased holding Kristen and Suzie's hands while the men served themselves.
"No problem with that." Casper answered and gently kissed his wife's cheek. They had become extremely affectionate since they started trying to get pregnant.
"Kristen sweetie, come here." Hap showed up with two plates of food in one large hand and picked Kristen up with the other.
"Grandpa, I colored you a picture at school today." She started chatting as soon as he picked her up.
"You did? What did you color for me?" Hap's fridge was covered in pictures Kristen had colored him, all of them as tough and manly as could be found in a children's coloring book or drawn by the princess loving girl.
"A goat climbing a mountain." Kristen stated proudly and Happy chuckled as he set her down at a table next to Vin and gave her a plate of food.
"Did you help cook dinner sweetie?" Vin asked before taking a huge bite out of his sandwich.
"Yes. I mixed all the salad stuff together and poured the fries on the baking sheet."
"Suzie baby, you hungry?" Shark grabbed Suzie from Gabby.
"Yes. Uncle Shark I haven't seen you in FOREVER." She hugged him around his neck.
"Oh baby I'm sorry. I've just been really busy." He kissed her forehead and picked up a huge plate of food he had left on the bar.
"Hey Tom Tom." Shark smiled and set Suzie down next to the child phobic man before sitting on the other side of her.
"Hi Tom Tom." Suzie said shyly.
"Suzie." Tom Tom awkwardly greeted the young child.
Shark split one of his two sandwiches and put it on an empty plate with a small handful of fries. "Becky, over here!" Shark called over to the woman finally filling a plate with food.
"You want me to take her?" Becky offered.
"No, sit come on." Shark kicked out the last chair at the table, across from Suzie and next to both Shark and Tom Tom.
"Mommy can I please have juice?" Suzie asked as soon as Becky sat down.
"Sure baby." Becky started to get up but Shark gently pushed her back down.
"I got it." Shark looked around and clinched his fingers at a sweet butt who had just ventured out to get a plate from the left overs.
"Three beers and juice for the little lady." Shark asked nicely.
The sweet butt glared at Becky a moment before turning back to Shark. "No problem sexy." She winked at him and sauntered off to the kitchen for juice before grabbing beers and heading back to the table. She served the drinks and attempted to sit in Sharks lap but he quickly shoved her off and glared at her before grabbing a napkin and wiping sloppy joe off Suzie's chin.
"You need anything else? Tom Tom, anything at all?" She asked, diverting her attention from one Son to another as if nothing had happened.
"We're good doll." Shark answered for him and again glared at the whore till she walked away to get her own food.
"Check that out." Casper whispered in Gabby's ear.
"Oh, come on Casper!" Gabby cringed as Mathew smashed more sloppy joe meat on his face.
"He's fine, he's having fun. Look." Casper ignored the mess and pointed at the table with Shark Tom Tom and the girls.
"Interesting." Gabby watched the sweet butt get sent away from the table and Shark dote on Suzie as Tom Tom and Becky exchanged silent glances.
"Someone's playing matchmaker." Casper chimed as he grabbed a napkin and wiped off his Sons face giving him a fresh slate to make another mess.
"Tom Tom and Becky don't need a matchmaker, Tom Tom and Suzie do." Gabby said to no one in particular as she took away Mathew's plate and gave him a small amount of her salad to stab with a children's fork.