When Christmas day came, so did another package. Happy wondered if it was from his ma or Haven. It was from Haven, sneaky bitch getting him two gifts. It was another Stephen King book- The Shining, and more pencils. She also included a few pictures of herself in the last dress he saw her in.

In one she was leaning in a doorway, her arms crossed over her chest, a smirk on her face. In another she was laying on a bed on her back, her arms over her head and the look on her face was one that was begging to be fucked. The last one was the hottest and his favorite. Haven had somehow gotten to his bike and was leaning forward, her hands on the seat, ass up, looking over her shoulder. Her eyes were half opened and she was biting her lower lip. The way the dress rode up, Happy could see a glimpse of red lace boy shorts. He put the pictures in his pillow, those were for his eyes only.

"Gifts from your girl?" Tig asked standing to stretch as he woke up. Happy nodded.

He had opened up more to Tig about her, just to shut him up. Tig asked if he could babysit for the dogs when they got out. Happy had said he would have to ask Haven. But he was planning on it just to take Haven for a couple days, just the two of them. The guard came to the door.

"Lowman, visitor," he snapped, angry he had to work the holiday.

"Lucky bastard," Tig mumbled moving to the sink.

Happy gave a small smile when he saw Haven waiting for him. She was wearing her ripped up skinny jeans and a black t-shirt and green cardigan. Her hair was in a messy bun and she was in her glasses without make up. Happy realized that while Haven dressed up like walking sex turned him on, that he also liked her like this. When she was just herself and her natural beauty shined through. She smiled giving him a lingering hug.

"Hey," she whispered. She had spent Christmas Eve and the day before with Maria and her sister. This is what she wanted for Christmas though, time with Happy.

"Hey shorty," he replied. This was a good Christmas surprise. When they sat, Haven immediately took his hand.

"I wish I could have snuck you food, Maria made the best vegetarian tacos for Christmas," Haven said. Happy nodded, his mother was an amazing cook.

"How is Ma? Tia?" he asked. Haven played with his fingers as she responded.

"Ma is doing as good as can be expected. It's better she is with Tia than in the home. Her friends can visit and Vivica sends fresh veggies. Tia is bat shit crazy but a good caretaker," Haven said. "They ask about you and want you to visit them when you get out."

Happy nodded. It was on his to-list for when he was released.

"So…Lyla asked me to be in the wedding," Haven said.

"What did you say?" he asked, not really caring about wedding details but knowing how interactions were going on outside would be useful when he got out. And it helped give him something else to focus on besides being stuck on the inside.

"I said yes. She's my best girl Hap. Well, Ellie is too but Ellie isn't showing me the ropes in the bedroom," Haven said. Happy's eyes snapped to her face at her last words.

"What?" he asked, his eyes narrowed, jaw clenching.

"Relax or you will ruin your handsome face. She is just giving me a tutorial so in a few months…" Haven's voice trailed off. Happy relaxed at that explanation with a predatory grin. His girl was getting sex advice from a porn star.

"What she showin' you?" he growled in a low voice. He watched Haven bite her lip then lean forward.

"What should she teach me?" she replied in that voice that always ignited Happy's lust. Happy grinned as he thought about that, before he answered Haven continued speaking.

"I think you would be a better teacher…" she lifted his hand to kiss it. He had no idea why that turned him on so much, but it did and he could tell she knew it.

"You couldn't walk if I was your teacher Hae," he replied in the same growl. Haven smirked.

"Walking is over rated. If I was that sore, I would only want to wait for you in your bed," she whispered.

She saw the lustful possession in Happy's eyes and smiled. The guard came over signaling the time was up. Haven could feel the heat between them as they stood. She hugged Happy as he kissed her forehead. She tilted her head up and was surprised when he kissed her lips. He ran his tongue over her lower lip stepping back when the guard pulled on his arm. Happy smirked at the look of lust and want on Haven's face.

"Be good Hap," she said, her voice low and husky.

"You too Haven," he replied watching her ass as she left.

Haven grunted as she finished her run with Atticus on New Year's Eve. She was more nervous then she told Lyla about going to this party. She didn't want to run into Gemma, didn't want to be hit on, and she didn't drink. Walking into the house, she started stripping off her clothes before she even noticed Chibs inside playing with Boo.

"Easy there my love, don't need a show," he laughed. Haven froze, forgetting he had a key now, realizing she was in her underwear. Then she shrugged, looking at Chibs.

"You wouldn't jump me, would you? That would be like incest…Daddy," she teased placing her hands on her hips. Chibs shook his head chuckling.

"No, but seeing you naked would earn me a beating from the killer and I don't fancy that," he replied, turning his back to her, crossing his arms. Even if he did view her like a daughter, she was beautiful, he had a hard time not looking.

"Yeah, kind of want him to be the only man alive to see me naked," she nonchalantly replied, walking down the hall. She heard Chibs groan at that. "I'm gonna take a quick shower and get dressed. I need to eat too, then we can go. I'm assuming you wanted food, not just to play with Boo."

"You might be a vegetarian, but you are a damn good cook," Chibs said.

Haven laughed continuing down into the bathroom. Since she wasn't dressing up for the party, it didn't take her long to return. Chibs eyed her outfit. It was almost the same one she had on when he first met her. Skinny black jeans, grey v-neck t-shirt but a black leather Harley jacket finished the look. She had her glasses on, minimal makeup, and her hair was braided on top of her head. Haven started pulling ingredients for a quick pasta.

"Thank you for the Christmas gift. How did you know?" Chibs asked. Haven had gotten him three books by Sir Walter Scott. The Bride of Lammermoor, The Betrothed and The Talisman.

"It was an educated guess. Books have always been my refuge and I learned from Happy that just because you look like a gangster thug doesn't mean you are stupid or don't like to read or things like that. You are a smart and loyal man da. I also sensed you miss home," Haven explained as she chopped zucchini. Chibs nodded, beyond glad this girl was in his life.

"I like da." Haven bushed at her slip but decided to smile and go with it as Chibs was fine with it.

"Started on The Betrothed. Should be good," Chibs said returning the smile and opened the fridge to take out a beer. He knew she kept them there for him and Opie, the wine was for Lyla.

"Am I ever gonna see you drink?" Haven laughed at that.

"No. I don't like the taste of any alcohol I have tried. I do like weed though. That is my only vice in the bad girl category. Otherwise, I'm boring," Haven replied.

Chibs nodded as she continued talking as she cooked. He just listened as she talked about school, the new Agatha Christie's she read and how she was now in Opie and Lyla's wedding. Finally, she got to what was bothering her, just as she finished up the pasta.

"I'm nervous about tonight. What if someone hits on me? What if some crow eater gets on my case?" Chibs handed her his plate to fill before answering.

"Don't worry about that. Just stay close to Lyla, me or Opie," Haven nodded and dished her own plate before joining Chibs at the table.

"I don't want to do anything that sends out the wrong signal da. I belong to Happy," she said with finality as she started eating. Chibs smiled at her, she might not have the ink but she was proving already to be a good old lady.

Haven's nerves increased as she rode with Chibs to the clubhouse. Normally a ride calmed her and she enjoyed them. When they pulled into the lot, Chibs helped her off his bike and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She buried her petite frame in Chibs' side. She could see that the party was just gearing up, and from how the other women were dressed she looked very out of place.

"You will be fine darlin'. Lyla will be here soon. Chucky is probably in the office if you wanted to meet him. Just stay close," Chibs whispered in her ear. Haven nodded taking a deep breath, remembering everything she learned from Happy about being confident.

When they walked into the clubhouse, her shoulders were straight, her body more relaxed but still alert. She let Chibs lead her to the bar were Piney was perched. He gave Haven a curious once over and poured another tequila shot for himself.

"Piney, this is Haven. She's Hap's girl and my surrogate daughter," Chibs said. Haven extended her hand to Piney, smiling at Chibs' introduction of her.

"You might have heard about me from Kenny and Ellie," Haven said with a smile. Piney nodded.

"They say you are the best babysitter with 'the coolest dogs'," Piney said, the word coolest sounding strange coming from him, "Did you really blow shit up with Kenny in your backyard?"

"Oh, it was an all-out war between the G.I. Joes and the Barbies. It was a fierce battle but the G.I.'s came out with a victory. The fireworks took a while to clean up," Haven answered. She learned from the kids about how their mother had died, how they were nervous at first about Lyla but liked how she helped bring their dad around more. She heard a lot about Piney too, how gruff and rough he was.

"I bet they did," Piney replied, waving his hand for Haven to sit. She did and nodded at Chibs that she was ok. Piney looked her over again.

"Hear you're a doctor too?" he asked. This girl looked nothing like what Happy usually went for that Piney could remember. He did like the way she dressed though. Her clothes fit her in the right spots, she wasn't flashy or asking for attention but got it anyways with her natural beauty. She waved the prospect off behind the bar before answering the old man's question.

"PhD. I'm supposed to meet Chucky to see if I can do anything with his fake hands," Haven explained.

Piney was impressed. Smart and beautiful. The two continued to talk until Lyla came in with Opie. Haven grinned at her friend giving her a hug and kiss in greeting. She smiled at Opie who pulled her into a bear hug swinging her up in the air. He was grateful for how close and accepting she was of Lyla, and that soon Lyla would move behind the camera because of Haven's advice. Having the kids love her was an added bonus.

"I can't breathe Ope!" Haven exclaimed. Opie laughed putting her down.

"Just need to toughen you up a bit cupcake," he said. She had made him cupcakes for his birthday that he loved and ever since that's what he called her.

"I'm plenty tough! Don't let the height fool you," Haven replied, placing her hands on her hips. Lyla laughed and looped her arm in hers.

"Come on, pool table is open. I need my best girl for awhile," Lyla said.

Haven nodded and kissed the Winston men on their cheeks. During their game, Lyla and Haven chatted about the wedding and Haven's visit to Happy. When a hang around came up behind Haven, Lyla glared as he placed his hands on Haven's hips.

"Hey baby, what's a pretty little thing like you doing by yourself?" he asked.

"That's Happy's girl!" Lyla snarled, eyes narrowed. Haven took a deep breath before she smirked at Lyla, reminding the woman of Happy. She threw her elbow back striking the hang around in the chest. Spinning around, she threw an uppercut to the guys' solar plexus that dropped him to his knees gasping.

"You don't get to touch me. I ain't your baby and definitely not your booty call," Haven hissed before walking through the clubhouse and outside. Lyla followed her.

"That was impressive. Who taught you that?" she asked Haven, joining her on the picnic table.

"Happy. He said no guy had the right to touch me and if he wasn't there to beat the hell outta him, I had to," Haven said with a giggle in her voice.

"Nice hits cupcake," Opie said, joining the girls.

"Tough enough for you big foot?" Haven teased. Opie sent her a mild glare.

"For now," he said. The three of them talked for a while sharing a joint; then watched a couple fights in the ring. When midnight neared, Haven went in search of Piney. At the ball dropped, she kissed him on the cheek.

"Have you seen my da?" she asked him looking around the debauchery not seeing him.

"Disappeared an hour ago peanut," he replied. Haven shrugged, seemed everyone was gonna give her a nickname.

"I was wanting to go home," she said with a yawn.

"Probably should just stay here, don't think anyone is in condition to get you home," Piney said. Haven frowned. She didn't like that idea but she didn't have much of a choice.

"Ok, I'll find Lyla. Be good Piney," she said getting up.

Finding Lyla outside she wrapped her arms around her friend. All in all, the night hadn't been bad. She had been distracted enough to ignore the other women who ignored her. She spent time with her best friend and met a new one in Piney. Lyla leaned into her kissing her cheek.

"Tired?" she asked. Haven nodded. "Opie had planned to stay here. Kids are at the sitter. I can take you to his dorm," Haven nodded again, and went with Lyla to Opie's dorm. Slipping into one of Opie's shirts Lyla tossed her, she found a spare tooth brush in the bathroom. She crashed on the bed, dead to the world before Lyla locked the door.