First, a simple correction. It is Redding, CALIFORNIA, not Redding, Washington. Sorry.

Thanks for the reviews. I have a pretty good idea how this is going to go. I have an up close and personal relationship with parts of this story.

Oh, and for the guest reviewer who said it was boring, that is the beauty of Fan Fiction, you can choose not to read.

Enjoy.

December 2010

Happy was never one to get excited about charity runs. Especially ones that involved more than just the club. Too many riders who either barely rode, or too many dumb shits who thought they were in an MC, when all they were in was a HOG chapter. But the Sons needed to do some PR, with the public more than anyone else after the shootout on the streets of Red Bluff, with the Mayans, and this toy run in Redding was the closest, and the soonest so here they were.

This was one of those things nomads who were in the area were expected to do. So he had used a bungie cord to secure the teddy bear to his sissy bar and ridden into Redding, meeting the rest of the Sons there as he had been coming in from Utah. When Quinn had called and told him what was up, and then asked where Happy was, he had been vague, and said, "Not far. I will see you Saturday in Redding." In reality. He had an 8 hour ride as he was almost in Colorado.

When he had heard it was Redding things had clicked in his mind. Loco had gotten back to him, but not with a lot. She sure was active in the Biker community, that she had pegged. And Happy knew there was no way she wouldn't be at the toy run. What Happy still hadn't figured out was why they called her Doc, because she didn't work at any hospital or clinic Loco could find.

It had been about 2 weeks since he met her, right before Thanksgiving. Happy wasn't obsessed with the woman by any means, but he was… intrigued. And this would provide him with the opportunity to check her out on her turf, so to speak.

There must have been 30 Sons there when Happy rolled in, parked his bike and dismounted, and gave several the manly bro hugs. Jax came up to him, "Thanks, man for coming. Quinn said you were in the area."

"I just love having a teddy bear strapped to my bike." Happy dead panned, giving Jax a wink. He milled around, talking with his brothers, but his eyes were on the crowd. There had to be 250 people here. He hadn't spotted her, but then, he shook his head. It didn't really matter if he spotted her.

It was a pretty typical toy run. The route was barely 20 miles. And the Sons were very near the front, right behind some organizers, and local VIP's in the community who ride, and of course Santa.

At the end of the ride, which just happened to end at the local VFW, you turned in your toys, grabbed what usually was a pretty good sandwich, and finally a drink in the VFW bar. As Happy was walking up to finally rid himself of the bear, he saw her, at the table, taking toys, and making out some kind of tickets. He walked over, right in front of her. Not even looking up, she asked the question she must have asked all morning, "Do you need a receipt for your taxes for your donation today?"

"No, getting rid of the bear is enough for me." He replied. That gravelly voice of his making her head snap up and look at him. She smiled before she knew what happened, and he sort of realized he was smiling too, well, smirking to be more precise.

"Hey Happy," she said, standing up and taking the bear. Before she could say anything else he looked at her with that hard dark stare. "I'll be in the bar," Happy stated. He turned around and walked off, before she could even reply.

Happy stood around in the bar with his brothers, he eyes flicking to the door every so often, checking to see if she had come in. He glanced at the clock above the bar, it had been more than an hour since he had told her he would be in the bar. He wasn't annoyed, per se, but a bit miffed. Women didn't make him wait. Not if they knew what was good for them.

Another 30 minutes passed before he saw her stroll into the bar. She headed to the bar, and it appeared she didn't even order before the mug appeared in front of her. Picking up the mug she turned around and scanned the room, spotting him looking dead on at her. She smiled and waived. He nodded his head, indicating for her to come over to him, but she shook her head and pointed at the door to the outside, well technically to the smoking area outside and he nodded in agreement.

Stepping out on the deck, she set down her mug and got out a cigarette, lighting it. As she blew out the smoke she heard the door open, and turned seeing Happy stepping out to join her. "Nice to see you, Happy."

He stepped closer to her. "Really?" he says sharply. "Took you long enough to come into the bar." She smiled at his obvious annoyance.

"Well, sorry, but it takes a while to handle all those donations. I couldn't just walk away from my post." She told him, smiling at him.

"You could have…" he said.

"No, I couldn't Hap. I don't walk away from my commitments." She looked at him, waiting to see how that comment sat with him. When he nodded, she continued. "Are you heading out pretty quickly?"

"Don't know yet. As of now got no where pressing to be." Happy said to her. "Why? You have something in mind?"

"No, not really. I just am not a fan of the VFW. I am here enough, I would rather hang out somewhere else, if that's ok."

"You a vet?" Happy asked her. The thought of her combat skills kind of making him adjust. He knew she carried a knife in her boot already, and it wasn't some pussy girly knife. It was a gut you like a fish, hand to hand combat knife.

"I was in the Air Force. But I never went overseas. I am a member of the Auxiliary here. My dad was a pilot in Vietnam."

The door opened and a man, the size of the door frame she thought stepped out, holding the door. "Hap, we are gonna roll, you with us?" Hap glanced at Dani, and then back at the giant, "No, I'm good. You know how to get me if you need me." The giant dude looked at Dani, and then back at Happy, and smirked.

"Who is that?" Dani asked.

"Quinn, nomad President." Hap replied. "Now, do you want to get out of here?" he asked.

"Absolutely. I have my bike. Do you know the area? Or do you want me to get us somewhere?"

"I'll get us there. I know the area. Just where do you want to go?" Happy asked, stamping down the idea of following Dani on her bike.

"Jack's, out on 44 at the edge of town." Dani said.

"Now that, is a dump," Happy replied. "I never see a car in the lot."

"There is parking out back, but that is kind of the idea, no one will see." Dani replied.

Hap stepped back, looking at her. "You got a problem being seen with a Son little girl?"

"First," Dani replied, "I am not your little girl. Next time you say that to me we had better be naked." Dani paused to see Happy's eyes widen. "Second, got nothing to do with being seen with you. Just don't want everyone in my business. This place is a gossip mill, Jack knows how to keep his mouth shut."

Happy nodded his head. The Sons had had more than one meeting at Jack's. "Fair enough. But just so you know, if I decide to call you little girl, naked won't be the only thing you are next time." He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand as he finished the comment.

Putting out their cigarettes, she followed him through the bar and out to the parking lot. Putting on her helmet she smiled to herself. A little fun might be a good thing. And Happy was perfect. He wasn't going to want anything from her like half the people she ran into in town. Getting on her bike she backed it out and then started it. She spotted Happy waiting for her at the front of the lot. She pulled up on his right and nodded she was ready, and they pulled out, headed for Jakes.

Happy waited for her to join him. She was just different, and intriguing, and he wanted to know more. She was no gash, he figured that out as she walked through the room. She worked the room, like, a politician, not like a whore looking for a score. Jacks was perfect to find out more. Quiet, out of the way, and, well if it got that far this wouldn't be the first time he fucked a girl in the men's room there.

It took them about 15 minutes to get to Jacks. They pulled around to the back and parked. There were 4 cars and 3 bikes in the parking lot. Nice and quiet Happy thought.

As they walked into the bar Jack, the owner smiled as he saw Dani. He reached down, picking up the mug and poured the cup of coffee. Happy and Dani walked to the bar, and Jack said, "Dani, nice to see you. Did you get my check?" Dani nodded.

"All good Jack, your donation got recorded. And thank you, you didn't have to give that much."

"Nonsense, it is a good cause, and besides, you asked." Jack said. Turning to Happy he recognized the kutte, "what can I get you?"

"Bud bottle." Happy replied. He laid the cash on the bar, waiving that the change was for Jack. And then nodded toward the door to the smoking area.

"Doc," Jack said as Happy walked off, drawing her back to the bar. "Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who that is?" Jack liked Dani, and his fatherly instincts kicked in before he could help himself.

"I'm fine Jack." Dani replied.

"Doc, he is not just a Son, he is their enforcer." Jack said.

"I am good Jack but thank you." She patted his hand on the bar and went out to join Happy.

As she walked out onto the smoking porch she looked at Happy, his eyes dark. "Jack warning you about me?"

"Yes. Don't know what it is about men, but they just feel the need to be fatherly sometimes." Dani said as she sat in the chair across from him.

"He tell you anything I need to clarify?" Happy asked.

"No, I am well aware of what an enforcer does for an MC." She replied.

"Doesn't seem to bother you." He says.

"Look Happy, what you do, is what you do. I am not looking for a husband, and I sure as hell am not one of those women chasing a kutte. As long as your shit doesn't spill on my plate or affect my job, I am good. Besides, so far we are only having a drink." Dani said.

"Speaking of which," Happy started. "What is it you do? Because you don't work at any hospital."

"Checking up on me?" she quipped.

"You told me to. Now what is it you do?" Happy said directly.

"I work at the college." She replied.

"Doing what?"

"I am a professor." She said.

"What do you teach?" Happy asked, this pulling each detail out was becoming annoying.

"Accounting." Happy nearly spit his beer across the table. Dani laughed. "Not what you were expecting were you."

"No, you are not like ANY accountant I have ever met," he replied. "So what is with the Doc, name?"

"I have a PhD in Accounting. Dr. Martin, has slowly become, 'Doc'."

"Smart girl," Happy replied. "So what did you do in the Air Force?"

She laughs at him and then looks at him. "This is not an interrogation Happy, it's a conversation. My turn. Happy? Is that the real name or a Road name?"

"Road name" he replies. She just looks at him, raising her eyebrows, she motions for him to continue. "Victor." He continues.

"Do you have a word limit?" she asks him. Seeing him tip his head toward her, in confusion. "Do you only get to say so many words a day?"

Getting what she meant, he chuckled. "No, but don't see much point in extra words. Why say 30 when 6 works."

"Fair enough, but a conversation involves both people." She sees him smile.

He tips his bottle at her cup of coffee. "Jack had that poured before we got to the bar. Guess you are here a lot." She nodded as she sipped the coffee. "Why coffee?"

"I don't drink." She said flatly.

"How long?" Happy asked. He had noticed the necklace she wore, he recognized it, but couldn't place it. When she was drinking coffee, not once, but twice he had put it together. She was in AA.

"21 years." She said. He watched her hand go to her pendant, she probably didn't even realize she was doing it.

He just nodded. He thought about asking if it bothered her he was drinking, but then he realized, she wouldn't have suggested Jacks if it did.

Breaking the silence, Dani "You always been Nomad?" He looked at her. He didn't talk about the club with anyone outside the club. He just stared at her for a minute. "Look Happy, you don't get to sit here and ask me all kinds of things and tell me nothing. I don't operate that way."

She started to get up, and he put his hand on her forearm. "Club business is off limits." He said quietly. "If that is not ok with you then you should go."

"Fair enough, but your status as a Nomad you wear on your back. All I am asking is where you are from. Relax, you are not the first Club guy to push up on me." She pulled her arm away from his grip.

"Sit down girlie. Who said I was pushing up on you anyway." Happy quipped at her.

"Well you aren't running from me like my pussy has dysentery." She responded, raising her eyebrows. Happy roared in laughter at that and nodded at her in agreement. "So where are you from?"

"Bakersfield. But was up in Tacoma for a long time." Happy responded. He then leaned forward, his forearms on the table between them, "and just so you know, I don't run from anything."

Dani leaned forward, looking him straight in the eye. "Good. Because I don't either."

Happy and Dani sat out on the porch for a couple hours, talking about all kinds of things, but in reality, both were working very hard to tell the other as little as possible. They were vague and turned the tables back on the other one any time the questions got too deep, or too serious.

In the end, Dani could say she knew Happy was an only child, never been married, no kids he knew of, and lived for the club. Oh, and that he detested vegetables on his pizza.

Happy for his part knew Dani had worked in Protocol while in the Air Force, had her PhD from Texas A&M, was divorced, no kids, and was also an only child. Oh, and her father did not approve of her Harley, but she didn't care.

Around 4:30 in the afternoon, Dani came back from the bathroom, setting a beer in front of Happy and carrying a fresh cup of coffee for herself. "This is the last one for me. Got to get home."

"Hot date?" Happy quipped and she laughed.

"No, nothing like that. Just got a commitment I have to keep. And biker chic is not the dress code."

Finishing up her coffee she stood up. Happy rose too. 'This has been nice Happy."

"Yes it has." Happy tucked a hair behind my ear. "So, when are we…" Happy stumbled. This inquiring about a woman was new territory for him.

"You have a guy, I am sure. I bet he can find me with what you know now. Ball's in your court Happy. Like I said. I am not chasing the kutte." Dani smile at him.

"Fair enough," Happy said. But then, without warning he grabbed her, and pulled her flush to him, and before she could protest he crashed his lips into hers. His hand gripped the back of her neck, and his mouth consumed hers. When he finally broke the kiss, he moved so his lips were at her ear. "But I am leaving you with what you could be having."

He let go of her and picked up his beer, taking a drink as Dani smiled at him. He sat down expecting her to walk off, but she leaned down, her mouth at his ear. "And this is what you could be having," and she slowly licked his ear, and down his neck. And then walked off, not looking back once.

Happy heard her bike start up, and her pull out. When he knew she was gone he opened his phone and called Loco. "About that bitch, got more info. I need an address. Tonight."