Chapter 16: Missing in Action, Seeing Some Action

"That's a nice piece of ass you guys have over there." One of the One-Niners smirked; he nodded his head towards Liv as she walked away. It took everything Happy had in him not to hall off and hit the guy who had his hair braided. He knew if he did it would only cause tension between SAMCRO and the One-Niners and since Tyler had taken over the gang, they had actually been really helpful and their partnership had come in handy, with the Irish and Marks.

"Watch it dick head, that's my kid not some porn star or croweater." His blue eyes narrowed as he glared at the guy. The gang-banger would be respectful of his daughter or he would put him in his place. Which would most likely be a body bag. Happy was relieved that Tig had spoken up. It was about time he took responsibility for his daughter.

"Pete, shut the fuck up, or I will let them beat the shit out of you." Tyler threatened his subordinate. He wouldn't have him disrespecting SAMCRO in their own club house. Tyler also saw the look that the Sargent at Arms gave Pete when he made that comment. Pete was oblivious to the look, otherwise the smirk on his face would have been quickly wiped away. Most of his gang know about Happy's reputation; he was deadly, a ruthless killer with no conscious. Taking out one of his guys would mean nothing to him; he killed with no mercy and no remorse.

Happy did not want to be in the same room with that asshole for any longer than he had to be. He couldn't help but noticed that the asshole had a smirk on his face like he was enjoying a secret no one else knew about. He wanted nothing more than to go and beat it off of his face. Hap was glad that Liv had left the area because they were going to be sitting out in the bar area. He didn't need the One-Niner ogling his goods more than he already had. It was Pete, who told SAMCRO where Liv was being held by Marks and Cartwright; that was the only reason why Happy was only beating the shit out of him in his head and not acting on his urges. Happy sat at the table with Tig and Chibs quietly stewing as Jackson talked to Tyler about what was going on with August and Moses.

"Hap, what's your problem brother?" Chibs whispered to him. Happy's mood had gone from decent to down-right icy, in a matter of minutes.

Happy realized his face must have been showing his irritation a little too much. He just hated the thought of some other man, especially one, whose skin color would remind Liv of what happened to her taking interest in her. He didn't trust Pete or any of the One-Niners for that matter. Their alliance was a mean to an ends when it came to August. Currently Jax seemed okay with their relationship so Happy would have to trust his president. He had no doubt in his mind that there would be bad blood between the club and the gang again in the future.

Happy glared over at Chibs and shook his head. "I don't trust some of these bastards." He hissed through his teeth just before pushing back from the table. He needed a drink to calm his nerves. At least he knew Liv was safe in her office, answering emails from dirty old men who wanted to seek comfort with Red Woody's porn stars. He regretted not taking Liv up on her offer to stay in bed all day. He would have been in a much better mood then his current one.

The One-Niners had been there for a while when Lyla came out of the back and looking shocked to see people in the bar. "Oh hey." She said a little too loudly, not realizing that the club would still have guests. "Jax?" She pulled his attention from Tyler and Chibs.

Jax excused himself from the table and made his way over to Lyla who was moving things around on the set. "What's going on?" He had always liked Lyla, she was a good fit for Opie after Donna died. It had just been bad timing for both of them and their marriage. Lyla was dealing with the ghost of Donna, it had been too much for her; which she confide in him after Opie's death. Jax trusted her and when he offered to pull her out from in front of the camera and put her behind it, she jumped at the chance. It was the best choice Jax could have made, Lyla was racking in the money for Red Woody and SAMCRO.

"I have a scene shoot starting in 15 minutes." Lyla smiled as she glanced over at the room of men. She was used to having the members of the club around but it wasn't often they had a full room.

"What are you filming today?" Jax asked, wondering if his "guest" would like to see how the club was starting to make its money legitimately.

"A little school girl on school girl action is on the menu for today. Jake called in sick, so we had to change things around today." Lyla glared at over Happy, she knew that he was the reason Jake called in. Happy glanced back at Lyla and shot her a dirty look. It made her shutter a bit, he was in a mood today. She hoped it wasn't because of her doling out pills to Liv. If anything he should have been glad that she had a stash of morning after pills, he was being irresponsible.

"You think your girls will be okay with an audience?" Jax nodded his head back to the guys sitting around the tables.

"Oh I am sure they will be fine with it. It's Sin-D and the new girl, Mercedes." She didn't know how Mercedes would feel about it but Sin would be more than okay with it, she tended to perform better with a larger crowd or an audience of any kind. "Well I will let the girls know we are ready and we'll be back shortly."

It was dusk by the time the One-Niners finally left Red Woody, they were so engrossed in the making of a porn that none of them wanted to leave. Happy never let any of them out of his sight. He wanted to be sure that they were not causing issues with the Red Woody stars, Lyla or Liv. It was only when he heard their vehicles leave he felt he could finally relax. He walked over to the bar where the prospect was standing. Happy glared at him remembering that he had let that asshole, Jake into his house. He was not going to forget that. He was going to make the prospect's life a living hell, he needed to earn Happy's respect.

"Get me a beer, asshole." He ordered. Davis stared wide-eyed at Happy, he didn't want to get any further on his bad side. He shook slightly as he started to pour the beer. He knew what Happy's Unholy One, Men of Mayhem patches meant and Davis had heard mention of Happy's tattoos that represented the people he had killed for the club.

Happy turned his back to the bar, ignoring the prospect; Quinn stepped up next to him. "Hey where's the pipsqueak? I haven't seen her all day, she is usually out and about complaining about the people who email Red Woody." Happy hadn't even thought about it, he figured she was still held up in her office.

"She is probably in the office." Happy nodded towards the office.

"Nah, man. I was just in there grabbing something for one of the girls. Doesn't look like she's been in there at all today." Quinn shook his head.

Happy's stomach dropped. Where the hell was she? He stood up quickly and walked into Lyla's office where she was editing more films, alone. "Hey have you seen Liv?"

Happy looked stressed as Lyla turned with a frown, when was the last time that she had seen her? "Um, no. I haven't seen her since earlier this afternoon at the bar before those guys showed up. She isn't in the office?" Happy shook his head, he could barely contain his panic and dismay. "Maybe she's in the dressing room or something." Lyla had never seen Happy in such a state. He really did care for Liv.

"Fuck." Happy muttered under his breath. Where the hell was she? He didn't think that he had let any of the One-niners out of his sight. He turned quickly and went towards the dressing room. He barged in, the only person in there was the new porn girl; she was sitting at the dressing table in only a bra and underwear, washing her face. "Have you seen Olivia?" He asked the girl who he thought had eyes too big for her face, she looked like a doe. Granted if it wasn't for Liv he would have taken advantage of the girl; now he had no time for her.

"Who?" She asked, she didn't know who Happy was talking about.

"Liv? The girl who answers all your emails and pretty much helps run Red Woody." How could she not know who he was talking about? She gave him a blank look. "Cute, dark brown hair, ice blue eyes….Tig's daughter."

It took her a second and then she realized who he was talking about. "Oh the girl Jake likes. I thought she was a croweater, I mean she is always with so many different men…"

"Have you fucking seen her today?" Happy cut her off. He didn't have time for her shit.

"Um." She took her time, well to Happy it seemed like she took her time. "No."

Happy quickly made his way back out to the bar area where most of the members of SAMCRO still lingered. He was filled with dread, what if he hadn't kept a close enough eye on the bastards, who were at their club house? What if they told August where Liv was and he took her? Happy didn't want to think about what could be happening to her if August got a hold of her again. "Has anyone seen Liv since this afternoon when the One-Niners got here?" Happy announced.

It was getting dark and cold but Liv couldn't bring herself to move. Her body just wouldn't let her. After she had heard his voice she had ever intent to lock herself in her office and she did for about an hour but she could hear him in her head. "It feels good doesn't it toy." "I'll make you forget the Puerto Rican rat with my big cock." "Come on plaything, cum for me." She needed to get away, she couldn't do anything but sob. She was too terrified to go back out into the bar area and tell them he was one of the men who raped her. She went to the only place she knew where she could get away from the sound of his voice, the smell of his cologne and try to escape the memory of his touch. The roof.

She tried to hold herself together, nevertheless, she felt herself falling apart. She wanted Happy but couldn't bring herself to get up. She hated that Peter had so much control of her still, she thought she was free of him and the other guy. She had been on the roof for hours and was still sitting in the same place, holding her knees to her chest and trying to make herself as small as possible. The rocks dug into the backside and she welcomed the pain. Olivia sat there rocking herself back and forth and mumbling quietly to herself, about how she was going to be okay, how it was just a dream, how he wasn't really there; she heard the hatch to the roof creak open. She stopped moving and held her breath and tears started to fall from her eyes as footsteps crunched across the rocks on the roof towards her hiding place. Please don't let it be him, please don't let it be him. She thought to herself. She was filled with pure and utter terror, she didn't know if she would survive he that man go this hands on her again.

"Liv? Baby are you up here?"

"Daddy?" She managed to squeak out as Tig turned the corner of the large air duct system Liv was hiding behind.

Tig immediately knelt down next to Liv. Her eyes were large with fear and tears streamed down her face. "It's okay baby. Shhh." He took Liv into his arms and stroked her back. "Come on let's get you inside. You're freezing cold." He rubbed her arms which were bare and cold to the touch. He coaxed her up and put his arm around her as they went to the hatch, Liv stopped. Tig looked back at her, "It's okay baby." He started down the ladder, "Come on, angel." He stopped at the bottom waiting for her to follow him down.

Liv trusted that Tig would not let anything happen to her so she made her way down the ladder. He took her hand into his as they made their way to the bar. Liv didn't want to go but she needed to trust her dad with this. The only face she didn't see at the bar was Happy's. "Found her," Tig said quietly, "locked on the roof. Get her something to drink." He barked at the prospect.

She frowned as the men all turned and looked at her. Liv looked down at her hands, ashamed that she made them worry. She realized her dad thought she was locked on the roof, when it wasn't even close to what had happened. Liv wondered where Happy was, if they were looking for her; he was probably going crazy with worry. It was as if he knew she was thinking about him because he burst through the door, "Where the fuck…"He stopped and stared at Liv. His face was conflicted, he was both simultaneously relieved and pissed off. He took quick, long strides to get to her.

"Where the hell have you been?" Happy's voice was hard and on edge. He grabbed onto Liv's shoulders and held her at arm's length studying her, Olivia's eyes were red and face stained with tears.

"She was locked on the roof." Tig walked back up to Liv and Happy and handed her a shot glass with a brown liquid in it.

It smelled vile but Liv took the shoot quickly, it tasted even worse than it smelled. The liquid burned on the way down her throat and coated her stomach. She then knew why Tig had given her the drink, it instantly warmed her. She could feel the heat move throughout her body from her head to her toes. It was only a temporary warmth but she started to feel better. Less numb.

"How did you get locked on the roof? What the fuck were you doing on the roof?" Happy snarled. How could she have been so irresponsible to do that? Why didn't she come and tell them that she was going on the roof to begin with?

Tig glared at Happy, how dare, he treat Olivia that way. He opened his to say something but Liv held her hand up to him. "Daddy, stop." She glanced over, her eyes full of resolve. "The roof wasn't locked…" She trailed off. Would Happy run off if she told them? Or would he keep his word knowing what she needed would be him after she told them. She kept her eyes on him when she took a deep breath, she was putting a lot of faith in him and hoped that he didn't betray her. Tears started to stream down her face, she couldn't stop them. "I was up there because…one of the men who came here today was one of the men who…" her breathing quickened. "raped me…"

She never took her eyes off of Happy's face. His nostrils flared as his breathing picked up, his eyes hardened with anger and his jaw was clenched tightly. She waited for him to turn his back on her and walk away but he didn't. Happy knew she needed him now more than ever, but he wanted to go after the fucker who hurt her.

"Are you sure it was him?" Jax piped up. He was concerned it was the fact that all the men were black and that is what made her think it as the man. He did not want to ruin the club's relationship with the One-Niners over Liv misidentify someone.

Liv turned and glared at him. "Very sure Jackson. His voice is scorched into my brain, 'give into my cock toy, come on plaything…I am the best you will ever have'" Liv mocked his voice. "His name is Peter. He was the guy who was wearing the purple dress shirt and dark blue jeans. His cologne was too strong….it burned my nostrils…" Liv started getting lost in her nightmare again.

Happy could see that he was breaking apart. He didn't care about what Tig or what any of his brothers thought as he took a very fragile Liv into his arms. "Shh…I will never let anyone hurt you, ever again!" For the first time in his life Happy felt helpless. He couldn't take this memory away from her, he couldn't erase the scars that these men created when they defiled her body. He didn't know what to do but stand there and hold a sobbing and broken Liv in his arms protectively.
Liv's tears slowly subsided as she took in deep breaths all she could smell anymore was Happy. She loved his smell mixed with leather, it erased the smell of anything else lingering in her thoughts.

"Why did you go on the roof?" Happy asked softly as he held Liv at arm's length wiping the tears from her face with his thumbs.

She sniffled a bit before answering him, "It was quiet; I couldn't hear him. There was fresh air and I didn't feel trapped." She knew if given the choice she would have leaped off the building. There would have been no way she would have let him get his hands on her again.

Happy ran his hand over his head as he sat Liv at one of the tables. The bastard was within his grasp and he didn't know it. He could have wrapped his hands around his neck and chocked the life out of him. He would have enjoyed watching the life leave his eyes. He knew there was something he didn't like about Pete.
Tig sat down next to Olivia, "Baby why didn't you tell us? We could have taken care of things and you wouldn't have to worry about him hurting you anymore."

Liv shook her head, "I heard his voice, saw him and I panicked. I didn't know what to do. I lost control and fell to pieces. I guess I wasn't thinking straight. I'm sorry, daddy."

"You don't need to be sorry baby. I just need you to know that if something like that ever happens again I need you to come to me or one of the other club members. We will keep you safe. When we couldn't find you…" Tig trailed off. Liv knew what he was thinking, he was thinking that August Marks got his hands on her again. The thought made Liv shiver because she wouldn't be walking out of where ever she was being held; she would be brought out in a body bag.

"I promise." She glanced up to see Happy's warm brown eyes staring down at her. She gave him a weak smile. She wanted nothing more than to lose herself in him. "I have got go grab my bag from the office. I'll be right back." Liv stood up and walked back towards the office. She stepped into the office and slowly grabbed her bag out of her desk drawer; the door opened and Happy stepped in, making sure he closed the door behind him.

"Took you long enough." She launched herself at him and placed her lips on his.

Liv's actions took Happy by surprise, he had just come to talk to her and didn't expect to be assaulted by her kisses. It turned him on. Happy walked forward so Liv was up against the wall as she greedily undid his belt. He knew what she wanted from him and he was more than willing to give it to her. He had some anxiety he needed to rid his body of. He moved his kisses to Liv's bare neck; she whimpered in need as Happy ran his hands up her thighs. He ran his hands over the apex of her thighs her satin panties were already damp her need for him. "You're already so wet." Happy said, his voice was husky.

"For you, always." She smirked at him as she yanked down his pants and boxers in one fluid movement. "Don't you dare ruin this pair of underwear, Happy Lowman!"

Liv bit her lip as Happy pulled down her panties and helped her step out of them. In a quick motion he picked her up and thrust himself inside of her. Liv cried out in surprise and pleasure. She wrapped her arms and legs around Happy to support herself from his onslaught. Happy filled her up completely from this position and he felt so good. They moved together in a fluid motion as they showed the other that they loved them, the only way they knew how.

"Liv, honey? I just…." Tig walked into the office to see Happy fucking his daughter.

"Fuck…Happy, stop!" Liv smacked his back as she saw her dad staring at them in shock. "My dad…stop."

It was not turning out to be a good day.

A/N:

Well that chapter was a roller coaster to write. I hope you all enjoyed it. A HUGE shout out to TeamBlaus4EVER for the idea of having Tig find out about Liv and Hap by walking in on them. Unless I do not have any patient at work on Saturday you will not be getting to see Tig's reaction to this whole ordeal until mid-next week…Sorry
How do you think he is going to take it? :P