A/N: Glad everyone is enjoying the story, but I have to fill Sam's dying
request so in this chapter I will. Don't worry guys, Shane isn't
completely out of the picture there, k? And as always, you guys, my
reviews are the ones that truly rock! Enjoy. Again, I do not own any of
the characters in the following story; I just enjoy their show and figure
I'd give them some props.
"Well I'll be damned. Look at my baby." Mark said as he walked behind Ray into the hotel. He had taken the habit of checking her body everyday to see how her bruises were healing. She had been out of the hospital for approximately two weeks now and she was healing nicely.
"I knew she was strong," Shane said, "but I'm blown away by just how strong."
"Yeah, I know." John said.
"Well I never did get to give her my birthday gift."
"That's right you didn't. What are you going to do?" Shane asked.
"Well the guy is a good friend of mine, so I'm going to see if she can go up there and hang while they work on her gift. Hell I even talked him into letting her help."
"Really?"
"Well of course no one can tell her it's for her, but yeah."
"That's hot." John said.
"Yeah and that way she has a place to chill out and heal. The guy said at the latest it would take about two weeks."
Shane smiled. "That will work, meanwhile, what about her dad?"
"No luck yet. But we are trying to work with Lydia. Did you know she was pregnant?"
"What?" Shane hissed, "Kevin hasn't been dead but 2 months."
"Yeah well she's four months...something isn't adding up with me." Mark told them.
"Yeah well, Vince and I intend to find out what's going on, don't you two worry. Meanwhile you all just take care of my baby girl."
"Oh we will." John said. After nearly losing her, he realized how much his life was miserable without her. And he has to give Shane credit; he was a true friend through the whole thing, not only to Ray but to him as well.
"John, why don't you go up there with her," Shane suggested, "I'm going to help Mark get all the arrangements settled."
"Cool." John nodded and headed upstairs after his baby.
"That was a real classy thing you did there, Shane."
"It was nothing. If she's happy, then I'm happy."
Mark smiled, "Liar."
"No really Mark, I'm serious."
"Oh no doubt you want her happy, you just want her happy with you."
Shane smiled, "Is that so terrible?"
"No, it isn't." Mark sighed, "A lot has changed since she was attacked, but I just wonder how long this prince charming act is going to hold up."
"You think he's acting?"
"I think he's trying to keep her as happy as he can because she's hurt but when she shows up on that gift he's going to have a cow."
Shane burst into laughter, "You're right."
Just then Jeff came tearing down the hallway, "Has anyone seen Kacey?"
"No, why?" Mark asked, "Is she in labor?"
"Hello?! What's the matter with you people? You can't just let a six month pregnant woman walk around freely."
"Why?" Shane asked.
"You know Shane you really can be a moron sometimes. She's pregnant!"
"I caught that part." Shane said, "Why can't she walk around freely is what I'm a little confused about."
Jeff put his hand to his head, he wasn't going to get anywhere with this boy.
"Jeff," Mark said trying not to laugh, "did you ever think that maybe, just maybe, she went to get something to eat?"
"Yeah, she is six months pregnant you moron." Shane smirked.
Jeff just stared at them, he didn't have time to argue with them. He had to find his pregnant wife. Just then she came waddling up to them with a bag of Cheesy Puffs, the twisty kind, dipping them in mint chocolate chip ice cream..
"Where's Ray?" she asked.
The boys turned green at the sight of what she was eating.
"Christ darlin', what are you carrying aliens?"
"Well it is Jeff's baby," Kacey said smiling over at Jeff popping another Cheesy Puff in her mouth.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jeff asked, "And where the hell have you been?"
"I've been out to eat. I got hungry. I am pregnant."
"Told you." Mark said.
"Kace I really wish you wouldn't go out by yourself."
"Why?"
Was everybody losing their minds around here? Jeff thought, why could no one see that his wife was pregnant?
"After all Jeff, this is a Hardy baby, got to feed it."
"Hey," Matt said stuffing a snack cake in his mouth, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"Case and point." Shane snickered.
"Exactly. Jesus Matt you were at the vending machine when I went to eat."
"What's your point?"
Everyone burst out laughing then, including Jeff.
"Come on Kace, let's go upstairs."
"Ooooh, upstairs." Shane said.
"Shut up Shane." Jeff said leading Kacey into the elevator.
"Hey, you just remember that's how you got in this situation to begin with." Mark called after them laughing.
"Come on Mark, let's go call your friend."
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"How you feeling ma?" John watched as she slipped one of his jerseys over her head.
"I feel fine John, why?"
"Just checkin'." John said. She was healing nicely, you could barely see the bruises on her neck, though they did turn a yellowish color. The cuts were healing, the ones he was most concern about where the ones outlining the tattoo on her back. It was almost as if he was trying to carve it out of her back. He was glad however, that she was slowly coming out of her shell, once upon a time she didn't let Shane and Mark out of her sight, but now she was talking to a little of everyone.
"That's sweet." She lay next to him. He did notice that she didn't bother to put her boxers on as usual.
"You tired ma?" He asked her. He would leave her to sleep if she was.
"No I'm fine," she said snuggling up to his body. Whoa, usually I'm the one that does all of this. What's going on, she must've hit her head harder than everyone thought.
"Sure?"
"I'm sure." She said kissing him hard on the lips.
Oh hell! I promised I would look after her, not come up here and sleep with her.
"Wait up ma." He said pulling away from her, wishing he didn't have to.
"What? You don't want to do this?" she asked putting his hand on her thigh.
Oh God, save me, he thought, she's like a damn cat in heat.
"It's just that I want to wait until you're all better. I don't want to hurt you."
She looked away from him and rolled over. He put his arm around her and buried his head in her hair. God he loved her, he wished he didn't have to do that.
"It's okay John. I understand."
"You do?"
"Yeah," she turned to him and smiled, "I do. And I want to thank you for staying with me."
"Oh ma, you don't have to thank me. Actually, Shane and Mark stayed with you a lot too."
"I know, I remember. Shane brought my radio."
"You heard that."
"Yeah. You know I could hear all of you when my mind wasn't actually sleeping. If that makes sense."
"No, it makes sense. I just didn't know you could hear us."
She nodded.
"Here." He handed her a box.
"What's this?"
"This what I should've gotten you for you birthday."
She opened the box, looked at the gift and back up at him, her eyes were welling up with tears.
"Oh my God, John."
"That way they are always with you."
He had the picture of her, Corey and Kevin shrunk and put into a silver heart shaped locket.
"This was very sweet of you." The tear rolled down her cheek, "Thank you."
"You're welcome ma," he said turning the locket around so she could read the inscription, 'This way we're always with you'.
"This is beautiful."
"Well I can't take all the credit, Shane and Mark helped me with the locket and everything."
She smiled, her new family, her real family were the best. She couldn't have asked for a more special gift. He swept her hair off the back of her neck and clasped the necklace around it.
"It's gorgeous on you."
"I'll never take it off," She hugged him, "Thank you."
"No problem." He smiled, maybe he could handle this boyfriend thing after all.
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"Orange County Choppers, this is Michael speaking," Mikey Tuetel answered the phone.
"Hey Mike, its Mark."
"Hey Mark, what can I do for you?"
"Is your father around, I need to talk to him about that bike I'm having made."
"Yeah sure, I'll go get him." Mikey walked downstairs to get his father, "Hey dad, Mark's on the phone."
"I'll be there in a sec. Tell him to hold on."
"Sure." Mikey picked the phone back up, "He says he'll be here in a second."
"How's everyone there at O.C.C.?"
"Combustible as usual." Mikey smirked.
Mark laughed, his friend Paul Tuetel Sr. started Orange County Choppers and he was one of his biggest clients. He got all his bikes from him. His son and Mark's god son, Paul Jr. or Pauly is one of the best designers in the business, but the two of them together is like lighting dynamite with a match.
"Sounds like."
"Hey Mark," Paul picked up the extension, "Mikey, I got it."
"Okay pop."
"Hey Paul, how's it going?"
"I'm good. How about you, how's Ray?"
"Awake and doing pretty well."
"Good, we were all pretty worried."
"Thank you. But listen, have you started working on the bike?"
"You know Pauly, you have to light a fire under his ass to get him to do anything."
Mark laughed, that was his godson, "Yeah, well listen, I have a favor to ask."
"Sure."
"Ray really needs a place to heal, and with all of us there really isn't anyone to see to that."
"Okay,"
"So I was wondering if I could send Ray up to you, I'll put up for a hotel or something of course and maybe you could allow your godchild to work on the chopper I'm getting for a birthday gift."
Paul was smiling on the other end of the phone, "God child huh? You've gone and adopted this Ray kid huh?"
"Ray really is a good kid."
"Well if he's good enough for you, you know he's good enough for me."
Oh Lord, Paul thinks Ray is a boy. This is going to be fun.
"Sure, he isn't a pretty boy is he?"
"Sort of. Nothing you can't break."
"You know it."
"You can even let him be in the show to if you want."
"Sure send him on up, I'll have Pauly and Mikey look after him."
"Great, I owe you." Mark said.
"The check cleared," Paul joked, "so you're good."
Both men laughed, "Ray'll be up there in a day or so."
"We'll be expecting him."
"Thanks again."
"No problem."
Mark hung up the phone and looked over at Shane. "Well that is taken care of but the problem is Paul thinks Ray is a guy."
Shane smirked, "I don't think that would be a problem. You know Beautiful loves motorcycles."
"Yeah, maybe now she can stop riding mine." Mark rolled his eyes, "I swear, I don't know if I should be letting my little girl ride a chopper."
"I don't think you can stop her." Shane smiled thinking of how adventurous his Beautiful was.
"I think you're right."
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Paul walked back into the shop and looked at his eldest son.
"Look here Pauly, that theme bike you're doing for your god father, he's going to send his son up here to help you."
"Sure."
"Now I want you and Mikey to help him. Remember he was attacked."
"Yeah I remember, is he okay?"
"He's fine. He's still healing and Mark can't look after him and work too. So we are going to look after him. I doubt he knows the first thing about motorcycles but let him help you with little stuff."
"You got it pop. How is Mark anyway?"
"Well he's really attached to this Ray kid, so he must be a good kid. He just asked me to be his god father so you and Mikey got yourselves a god brother."
"Sick." Pauly said smiling.
"I'm glad you think so."
"Will he be doing the show with us?"
"If he wants. I don't see why he can't."
"This is going to be so sick." Pauly smiled again, he was excited.
Paul smiled at his son. "Just as long as you, Mikey and the boys take care of him, I don't care how sick it is."
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Ray got off the plane and immediately knew who she was here to see. Daddy said she was going to have puppies but she felt like she was going to fall dead on her feet. Daddy said she was going to help decorate her birthday gift and meet her new god father, seems that man was Paul Tuetel Sr.
"Ray?" Paul said recognizing her immediately.
"Hello." She reached to shake his hand, but he scooped her up in a bear hug.
"Damn fine to finally meet you boy, I heard a lot about you."
Apparently not enough, she rolled her eyes. Oh daddy, you didn't tell him I was a girl. Well it was a good thing that all she packed was boy clothes. She stood there in a pair of jeans and John's jersey and hat. Of course her hair was braided back and down her back and she had on a pair shades.
"I watch you on T.V. all the time." Ray said as they drove to O.C.C., "I can't believe I'm going to be your god daugh-I can't believe you're my god father."
"Well believe it. I've known you dad a long time. So I'm honored to be your god father."
Ray nodded; she couldn't wait to meet the rest of the O.C.C. crew. When Paul arrived back at O.C.C. all the boys stopped what they were doing to come and meet Paul's new god son and Pauly and Mikey's new god brother.
"I'm Mikey." He held out his hand.
"Ray."
"How are you doing, I'm Pauly. You'll be helping me and Vinnie here design your chopper."
Ray nodded. She saw that there were no women in the shop, she was going to have to do her boy thing for as long as she could.
"This here is Campo, that's Cody, that's Justin, he's just stopping by to pick up some things to paint. This is the O.C.C. family."
Ray nodded to each one in turn, this was so wicked.
"Pauly, why don't you, Mikey and Vinnie take Ray here and go discuss the chopper. I got some business to take care of," he looked at Ray, "And I'm going to call your dad and tell him you go her okay."
"Thank you Paul."
"No problem." He walked out of the shop.
"So Ray, tell us, what kind are you into?"
"I've always been kind of a bloody gothic type. I've always been into flames, and of course ravens."
"Ravens?" Paul picked up on that, "I have an idea."
Ray shrugged, "I'm just here to help."
"Tell me," Vinnie asked, "what do you plan on doing with your hair?"
"Keeping it braided and pulled back."
"You have got the longest hair I've seen on a man in a long time." Pauly told her, "It's nice though. Maybe you can help Mikey with his."
Mikey pushed him playfully. Ray picked up a strand of Mikey's frizzy blonde hair, "I'll see, but enough with the girlie stuff, let's design a chopper please."
And with that, Ray and her O.C.C. family extended family started on her birthday gift.
"Well I'll be damned. Look at my baby." Mark said as he walked behind Ray into the hotel. He had taken the habit of checking her body everyday to see how her bruises were healing. She had been out of the hospital for approximately two weeks now and she was healing nicely.
"I knew she was strong," Shane said, "but I'm blown away by just how strong."
"Yeah, I know." John said.
"Well I never did get to give her my birthday gift."
"That's right you didn't. What are you going to do?" Shane asked.
"Well the guy is a good friend of mine, so I'm going to see if she can go up there and hang while they work on her gift. Hell I even talked him into letting her help."
"Really?"
"Well of course no one can tell her it's for her, but yeah."
"That's hot." John said.
"Yeah and that way she has a place to chill out and heal. The guy said at the latest it would take about two weeks."
Shane smiled. "That will work, meanwhile, what about her dad?"
"No luck yet. But we are trying to work with Lydia. Did you know she was pregnant?"
"What?" Shane hissed, "Kevin hasn't been dead but 2 months."
"Yeah well she's four months...something isn't adding up with me." Mark told them.
"Yeah well, Vince and I intend to find out what's going on, don't you two worry. Meanwhile you all just take care of my baby girl."
"Oh we will." John said. After nearly losing her, he realized how much his life was miserable without her. And he has to give Shane credit; he was a true friend through the whole thing, not only to Ray but to him as well.
"John, why don't you go up there with her," Shane suggested, "I'm going to help Mark get all the arrangements settled."
"Cool." John nodded and headed upstairs after his baby.
"That was a real classy thing you did there, Shane."
"It was nothing. If she's happy, then I'm happy."
Mark smiled, "Liar."
"No really Mark, I'm serious."
"Oh no doubt you want her happy, you just want her happy with you."
Shane smiled, "Is that so terrible?"
"No, it isn't." Mark sighed, "A lot has changed since she was attacked, but I just wonder how long this prince charming act is going to hold up."
"You think he's acting?"
"I think he's trying to keep her as happy as he can because she's hurt but when she shows up on that gift he's going to have a cow."
Shane burst into laughter, "You're right."
Just then Jeff came tearing down the hallway, "Has anyone seen Kacey?"
"No, why?" Mark asked, "Is she in labor?"
"Hello?! What's the matter with you people? You can't just let a six month pregnant woman walk around freely."
"Why?" Shane asked.
"You know Shane you really can be a moron sometimes. She's pregnant!"
"I caught that part." Shane said, "Why can't she walk around freely is what I'm a little confused about."
Jeff put his hand to his head, he wasn't going to get anywhere with this boy.
"Jeff," Mark said trying not to laugh, "did you ever think that maybe, just maybe, she went to get something to eat?"
"Yeah, she is six months pregnant you moron." Shane smirked.
Jeff just stared at them, he didn't have time to argue with them. He had to find his pregnant wife. Just then she came waddling up to them with a bag of Cheesy Puffs, the twisty kind, dipping them in mint chocolate chip ice cream..
"Where's Ray?" she asked.
The boys turned green at the sight of what she was eating.
"Christ darlin', what are you carrying aliens?"
"Well it is Jeff's baby," Kacey said smiling over at Jeff popping another Cheesy Puff in her mouth.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jeff asked, "And where the hell have you been?"
"I've been out to eat. I got hungry. I am pregnant."
"Told you." Mark said.
"Kace I really wish you wouldn't go out by yourself."
"Why?"
Was everybody losing their minds around here? Jeff thought, why could no one see that his wife was pregnant?
"After all Jeff, this is a Hardy baby, got to feed it."
"Hey," Matt said stuffing a snack cake in his mouth, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"Case and point." Shane snickered.
"Exactly. Jesus Matt you were at the vending machine when I went to eat."
"What's your point?"
Everyone burst out laughing then, including Jeff.
"Come on Kace, let's go upstairs."
"Ooooh, upstairs." Shane said.
"Shut up Shane." Jeff said leading Kacey into the elevator.
"Hey, you just remember that's how you got in this situation to begin with." Mark called after them laughing.
"Come on Mark, let's go call your friend."
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"How you feeling ma?" John watched as she slipped one of his jerseys over her head.
"I feel fine John, why?"
"Just checkin'." John said. She was healing nicely, you could barely see the bruises on her neck, though they did turn a yellowish color. The cuts were healing, the ones he was most concern about where the ones outlining the tattoo on her back. It was almost as if he was trying to carve it out of her back. He was glad however, that she was slowly coming out of her shell, once upon a time she didn't let Shane and Mark out of her sight, but now she was talking to a little of everyone.
"That's sweet." She lay next to him. He did notice that she didn't bother to put her boxers on as usual.
"You tired ma?" He asked her. He would leave her to sleep if she was.
"No I'm fine," she said snuggling up to his body. Whoa, usually I'm the one that does all of this. What's going on, she must've hit her head harder than everyone thought.
"Sure?"
"I'm sure." She said kissing him hard on the lips.
Oh hell! I promised I would look after her, not come up here and sleep with her.
"Wait up ma." He said pulling away from her, wishing he didn't have to.
"What? You don't want to do this?" she asked putting his hand on her thigh.
Oh God, save me, he thought, she's like a damn cat in heat.
"It's just that I want to wait until you're all better. I don't want to hurt you."
She looked away from him and rolled over. He put his arm around her and buried his head in her hair. God he loved her, he wished he didn't have to do that.
"It's okay John. I understand."
"You do?"
"Yeah," she turned to him and smiled, "I do. And I want to thank you for staying with me."
"Oh ma, you don't have to thank me. Actually, Shane and Mark stayed with you a lot too."
"I know, I remember. Shane brought my radio."
"You heard that."
"Yeah. You know I could hear all of you when my mind wasn't actually sleeping. If that makes sense."
"No, it makes sense. I just didn't know you could hear us."
She nodded.
"Here." He handed her a box.
"What's this?"
"This what I should've gotten you for you birthday."
She opened the box, looked at the gift and back up at him, her eyes were welling up with tears.
"Oh my God, John."
"That way they are always with you."
He had the picture of her, Corey and Kevin shrunk and put into a silver heart shaped locket.
"This was very sweet of you." The tear rolled down her cheek, "Thank you."
"You're welcome ma," he said turning the locket around so she could read the inscription, 'This way we're always with you'.
"This is beautiful."
"Well I can't take all the credit, Shane and Mark helped me with the locket and everything."
She smiled, her new family, her real family were the best. She couldn't have asked for a more special gift. He swept her hair off the back of her neck and clasped the necklace around it.
"It's gorgeous on you."
"I'll never take it off," She hugged him, "Thank you."
"No problem." He smiled, maybe he could handle this boyfriend thing after all.
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"Orange County Choppers, this is Michael speaking," Mikey Tuetel answered the phone.
"Hey Mike, its Mark."
"Hey Mark, what can I do for you?"
"Is your father around, I need to talk to him about that bike I'm having made."
"Yeah sure, I'll go get him." Mikey walked downstairs to get his father, "Hey dad, Mark's on the phone."
"I'll be there in a sec. Tell him to hold on."
"Sure." Mikey picked the phone back up, "He says he'll be here in a second."
"How's everyone there at O.C.C.?"
"Combustible as usual." Mikey smirked.
Mark laughed, his friend Paul Tuetel Sr. started Orange County Choppers and he was one of his biggest clients. He got all his bikes from him. His son and Mark's god son, Paul Jr. or Pauly is one of the best designers in the business, but the two of them together is like lighting dynamite with a match.
"Sounds like."
"Hey Mark," Paul picked up the extension, "Mikey, I got it."
"Okay pop."
"Hey Paul, how's it going?"
"I'm good. How about you, how's Ray?"
"Awake and doing pretty well."
"Good, we were all pretty worried."
"Thank you. But listen, have you started working on the bike?"
"You know Pauly, you have to light a fire under his ass to get him to do anything."
Mark laughed, that was his godson, "Yeah, well listen, I have a favor to ask."
"Sure."
"Ray really needs a place to heal, and with all of us there really isn't anyone to see to that."
"Okay,"
"So I was wondering if I could send Ray up to you, I'll put up for a hotel or something of course and maybe you could allow your godchild to work on the chopper I'm getting for a birthday gift."
Paul was smiling on the other end of the phone, "God child huh? You've gone and adopted this Ray kid huh?"
"Ray really is a good kid."
"Well if he's good enough for you, you know he's good enough for me."
Oh Lord, Paul thinks Ray is a boy. This is going to be fun.
"Sure, he isn't a pretty boy is he?"
"Sort of. Nothing you can't break."
"You know it."
"You can even let him be in the show to if you want."
"Sure send him on up, I'll have Pauly and Mikey look after him."
"Great, I owe you." Mark said.
"The check cleared," Paul joked, "so you're good."
Both men laughed, "Ray'll be up there in a day or so."
"We'll be expecting him."
"Thanks again."
"No problem."
Mark hung up the phone and looked over at Shane. "Well that is taken care of but the problem is Paul thinks Ray is a guy."
Shane smirked, "I don't think that would be a problem. You know Beautiful loves motorcycles."
"Yeah, maybe now she can stop riding mine." Mark rolled his eyes, "I swear, I don't know if I should be letting my little girl ride a chopper."
"I don't think you can stop her." Shane smiled thinking of how adventurous his Beautiful was.
"I think you're right."
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Paul walked back into the shop and looked at his eldest son.
"Look here Pauly, that theme bike you're doing for your god father, he's going to send his son up here to help you."
"Sure."
"Now I want you and Mikey to help him. Remember he was attacked."
"Yeah I remember, is he okay?"
"He's fine. He's still healing and Mark can't look after him and work too. So we are going to look after him. I doubt he knows the first thing about motorcycles but let him help you with little stuff."
"You got it pop. How is Mark anyway?"
"Well he's really attached to this Ray kid, so he must be a good kid. He just asked me to be his god father so you and Mikey got yourselves a god brother."
"Sick." Pauly said smiling.
"I'm glad you think so."
"Will he be doing the show with us?"
"If he wants. I don't see why he can't."
"This is going to be so sick." Pauly smiled again, he was excited.
Paul smiled at his son. "Just as long as you, Mikey and the boys take care of him, I don't care how sick it is."
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Ray got off the plane and immediately knew who she was here to see. Daddy said she was going to have puppies but she felt like she was going to fall dead on her feet. Daddy said she was going to help decorate her birthday gift and meet her new god father, seems that man was Paul Tuetel Sr.
"Ray?" Paul said recognizing her immediately.
"Hello." She reached to shake his hand, but he scooped her up in a bear hug.
"Damn fine to finally meet you boy, I heard a lot about you."
Apparently not enough, she rolled her eyes. Oh daddy, you didn't tell him I was a girl. Well it was a good thing that all she packed was boy clothes. She stood there in a pair of jeans and John's jersey and hat. Of course her hair was braided back and down her back and she had on a pair shades.
"I watch you on T.V. all the time." Ray said as they drove to O.C.C., "I can't believe I'm going to be your god daugh-I can't believe you're my god father."
"Well believe it. I've known you dad a long time. So I'm honored to be your god father."
Ray nodded; she couldn't wait to meet the rest of the O.C.C. crew. When Paul arrived back at O.C.C. all the boys stopped what they were doing to come and meet Paul's new god son and Pauly and Mikey's new god brother.
"I'm Mikey." He held out his hand.
"Ray."
"How are you doing, I'm Pauly. You'll be helping me and Vinnie here design your chopper."
Ray nodded. She saw that there were no women in the shop, she was going to have to do her boy thing for as long as she could.
"This here is Campo, that's Cody, that's Justin, he's just stopping by to pick up some things to paint. This is the O.C.C. family."
Ray nodded to each one in turn, this was so wicked.
"Pauly, why don't you, Mikey and Vinnie take Ray here and go discuss the chopper. I got some business to take care of," he looked at Ray, "And I'm going to call your dad and tell him you go her okay."
"Thank you Paul."
"No problem." He walked out of the shop.
"So Ray, tell us, what kind are you into?"
"I've always been kind of a bloody gothic type. I've always been into flames, and of course ravens."
"Ravens?" Paul picked up on that, "I have an idea."
Ray shrugged, "I'm just here to help."
"Tell me," Vinnie asked, "what do you plan on doing with your hair?"
"Keeping it braided and pulled back."
"You have got the longest hair I've seen on a man in a long time." Pauly told her, "It's nice though. Maybe you can help Mikey with his."
Mikey pushed him playfully. Ray picked up a strand of Mikey's frizzy blonde hair, "I'll see, but enough with the girlie stuff, let's design a chopper please."
And with that, Ray and her O.C.C. family extended family started on her birthday gift.