Madison sighed heavily as she pulled her car into the Teller Morrow Garage lot and stepped out of the car. Despite being told that she needed to stay home while Gemma ran out to grab some groceries with Tara, she had showered, dressed and collected her laptop and drove over to the clubhouse and garage. She knew there would be plenty of Sons around to keep her safe. The second she stepped out of the car she cringed when she heard her name being yelled across the lot in a deep voice. Opie was stomping over to her, wiping his hands off on a rag. His cut wasn't on his shoulders so she knew he had been working on a car when she pulled in. Clutching the laptop tight to her chest she looked right at him and smiled.

The big biker stuffed the rag into his pocket and crossed his arms.

"I thought you were supposed to be at home?"

"Come on Ope. I'm so tired of being home all of the time. I didn't go off gallivanting. I came here, where there are like a billion people to watch me. Please let me stay?" She pouted at him. His face softened almost immediately and he shrugged.

"Fine but if Jax asks, I didn't tell ya you could." He shot her a look and she nodded.

She pat him on the arm before making her way to the table. Right away, a prospect rushed over and asked if he could get her anything to which she answered a simple water. Settling in to type more of her thesis, Madison began typing away. For hours she typed and erased and typed some more, only stopping three times, once to use the bathroom, once to say hi to her ma and briefly explain her leaving and once to accept her sweet tea that Tara had brought. Her fingers were getting stiff and her back sore from hunching over her laptop.

Deciding to take a break, she stood and stretched her hands over her head to crack her back. Looking around she found Jax and Happy standing by the clubhouse door watching her. She smiled and waved but Jax frowned and shook his head. She knew she was in trouble with him. She sat back down and hid her face in the laptop but to no avail.

"You are in deep shit with ma ya know. She called me and told me that she got home to an empty house. Damn near chewed my head off when I told her you showed up here." She could tell her was pissed.

"Jax, I can't sit in the house all of the time. I have this thesis to write and I really needed a change of scenery. I promise that when I am done I will go straight home and let ma yell at me. I should have called someone and I'm sorry." Jax sighed and pulled her in to a hug.

"I know. Ma is just scared with everything that happened. Let me talk to her about you spending some time here. Love ya kid." He kissed her on the forehead.

"I love you too Jackson."

"I got some shit to do. Hang with Hap for a bit and have him tail you home." She merely nodded and watched him walk away. She didn't really want Happy up her ass again but she was in hot water as it was.

"So I'm stuck with you now huh?" She asked as the Killer finally came over. Instead of answering he sat down beside her and grabbed her iced tea. Happy just gulped the rest down and slammed the plastic cup down. Madison ignored his sour attitude and opened her laptop only to have it shut almost on her fingers. "What the hell Hap?"

"You're comin' shooting with me." He grumbled.

"I have a paper I'm trying to finish. I still need to proof it." She argued.

"Don't care."He snatched her laptop and started for the office. Madison huffed and stood to follow him. She just reached the door when Happy flung it open and came out, tossing her a helmet. He cut her off when she was about to ask where he put her computer. "Bottom drawer of the desk." Rolling her eyes she plopped the helmet on and walked to his bike.

Happy drove out to where the Sons usually went to blow off some steam. It was far enough out that they wouldn't be bothered or caught. The place used to be littered with beer bottles and broken packing crates that they would shoot at but Jax had recently started sending prospects out once a month to clean it up.

"You could have at least swung by the house so I could put on some proper shoes." She wrinkled her nose stepped over a piece of wood.

Happy mumbled. He pulled his gun from his holster and slid the clip out to check the bullets. Popping it back in he motioned for her to come over. With a sigh Maddie tried to tip toe over without getting too much sand in her flip flops. Happy grabbed her around the waist and yanked her up, pulling her shoes off. Madison almost fell when he put her down roughly. He thrust the gun at her. When she didn't take it right away he gabbed her hand and forcefully placed it there.

"My daddy taught me how to shoot when I was a kid." Madison grumbled under her breath but took it anyway. Raising her arms she aimed the gun at a wood pallet that had a crudely drawn paper target on it. Happy huffed in annoyance. Madison froze as his hands came to rest on her hips for a moment, turning her just a tiny bit before sliding down her thighs and legs, coming to stop at her calves. He nudged them apart a little."Gotta spread 'em girl." Madison laughed and dropped her arms.

"Ain't a joke!"He yelled. She instantly stopped laughing and her arms came back up with a mumbled sorry. "Ya obviously need the training again." Standing up, Happy moved to stand behind her. His hands rested on her shoulders as he kept her back straight. Madison felt tense under his touch but aimed and shot anyway. The bullet hit the end of the pallet, no where near the target.

"I can't concentrate when you've got your paws all over me." She huffed. Happy only tightened his hold on her.

"You're gonna be in much worse positions than with me touching ya." He hissed in her ear. One hand came up to tangle itself in the hair at the nape of her neck, the other sliding to her waist, right at the sliver of skin exposed from her shirt. Madison swallowed hard trying to push his hands on her from her mind. He was doing it to get a rise from her and she wouldn't allow him to. She closed her eyes for a moment before opening them, training them on the target. Squeezing the trigger, the bullet flew and hit close to the bulls eye.

"Damn it!" She cursed.

She lined up her shot again and just as she was going to shoot Happy latched his lips on to her neck. Madison tried to pull away but he pulled her against him. Determined not to let Happy win this she trained her eyes on the target. He moved his lips to her ear and nibbled on it. Surprisingly enough she had to stifle a moan and refocus herself. Squeezing the trigger, she hit dead center on the target. Wrenching herself from Happy's arms she shoved the gun at him and grabbed her flip flops.

"Take me home now asshole." She snapped at him. Happy was surprised at her outburst but put his gun away and headed for his bike anyway. He took her home and Madison got off the bike, threw the helmet at him and stomped off in to the house. It wasn't until her jean clad ass had wiggled into the house that he realized he still had a hard on from shooting with her. Cursing his body he headed off to the clubhouse to unwind. It was weird that watching her shoot and fight him every step of the way during her lesson had got him going like this. He just wanted to see her extract the revenge she deserved but he had to admit that she looked damn good holding a gun.